Thoughts (Rated E)
*All Thoughts and Rants are mine, unless otherwise noted.
What Is Needed
Cause and Effect: Pause Incessant
Dollars And Sense
Need To Know
Recuse The Excuse Refuse
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Know You, Do It
Decree Of Civility
The Big POT Conspiracy
IS To Begin
Rants (Rated R)
Right Barack After This
Shut Up And Drive, Hilton Wanna-bes
I, Zy, Try
Fat Asses: Boon Of The Fittest
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is in this type of occurrence that all the metaphysics and quantum
mechanical dynamics amount to nothing in the way of any type of
rational explanation. Life decides to empty its trials upon your head
like a shampooer with palsy. Not that the situation in the analogy is
unpleasant; but, the "feeling" is comparable. And palsy is an excellent
metaphor when it comes to the illogical reactions that occur when
emotion takes control. Have we, as a global "society", evolved into
solipsistic, existential nihilists? Where the best reason to do
something is whatever course of action satiates our primal, carnal and
feral urges? It sounds as if we are forcing regression in order to
quell our fears of "what is yet to come". Why do we pay our actors,
politicians and athletes more than our scientists, teachers and
farmers? An actor is someone who puts on a mask to portray an
alternative persona, a politician will insist on the validity of his
positions while knowing full well their inefficacies, and an athlete
(while being remarkable in their physical abilities) will only focus on
the one action in which they specialize. Sounds like a phony, a liar
and a one track mind (to me). None of the aforementioned character
traits are ones which I would like to adopt for my own. Instead, I will
be like our underpaid "background" people, who discover the next
generation's tools and cures. I will be like those who assure the
wisdom of the future while struggling to make ends meet. And I do
contribute agriculture to my community, presently. Yet, in the process
of this renewal, I shall not be what too many have been or are destined
to become. I will not be apologetic for my convictions based on logic
and truth. I will not play the ineffectual run around games. I will not
be meek in my defense of what is wise and proper. I have much better
things to do with my thoughts and time than cater to people's
insecurities. I shall focus my attention on that which enriches and
feeds our pure needs, not our chaotic imagined wants. I will be an
angel, a shaman, an alchemist and a guide. I have no needs that are not
met by the blessings bestowed upon every living moment. I shall exist
to enhance our being and if you must deny your assistance in
contribution to the growth of your own species, then I must leave you
lying upon your shadow. By no means should you ever try to slow me down
or negatively distract my attentions. The consequences of said actions
may well extend into the "most dire" category. So, depart with a seed
of truth, a morsel of reality and a grain of salt. Then, after lunch,
you must learn how to grow...
What Is Needed
a seed demands continuous nourishment, so does the aged tree. A union
was formed under the belief that freedom was inherently essential to
the harmonious cultivation of individual growth. The reality of the
situation becomes infuriatingly apparent when we find an assemblage of
persons who, when faced with adversity, seem to have lost their will to
fight and their desire to work. According to the laws of basic physics,
(thermodynamics to be technical), a body in motion will stay in motion
while a body at rest will stay at rest. Simple truth.
imagine a body where many capable parts are either misused or choose
not to function properly and/or to their full potential. The reasons
wear onward as the time runs out. Inevitably, you begin to cast blame.
Well, stupid people this and poor people that... blah, blabity blah.
It's obviously much easier to point a finger than to lend a hand (man,
I should write that down-hehe). I imagine it's also very difficult to
do a hula dance dismembered. Although graphic, the previous statement
was intended to personify the situation of us. Us as in US of A.
"...Divided we fall" is putting it quite lightly. It's more like, " How
the hell are we still standing?"
light of all this bloggity, perhaps, we should think of ourselves like
a big anthill (ooh, an Aesop's metaphor coming). Instead of focusing on
the frivolities (as the grasshopper did), maybe we should focus on the
mechanics of a proper societal structure. It's not about socialism or
capitalism or racism or any of the stupid-dumb 'ism' words of the old
world. In fact, screw the old world fat cats and big wigs, anyway.
Let's try something new, since they can't seem to put us anywhere
about universal healthcare- people could routinely be examined and
their health maintained properly instead of waiting 'til the pain
about complete education focus and reform- all children could get top
notch l'arnin' at top notch schools... America's schools.
about more stringent funds distribution- where people are paid what
they're worth, not what they're willing to take to be quiet.
importantly, we need to forget all the philosophies of our forefathers'
that no longer apply to present day. There is no more need for racial
tension, sexist media portrayals, illogical violence or double talk
politickin'. There is no more need for unquestioned financial
assistance, illiterate youth, unnecessary imprisonment or uninhibited
laziness. There is no more need for excuses, complaints or bullshite.
in all, we're getting older as a country, here. It's about time we grew
up and stopped acting like it's always someone else's fault. It wasn't
the weather, the wars, the economy, the internet, the unemployment or
the malnutrition. Our biggest problem was (and still is) the desire to
get it all for nothing. It's time to rebuild our wigwams and we've
wandered into a desert of complacency and apathy. How are we ever gonna
Peace out or Piss off- do something, America....
Cause and Effect: Pause Incessant
are you to know yourself? If all perspective takes place in the past,
then, perhaps, that also negates the future. Memories (all) mould the
fibers of our being as we subjectively edit. Of course, you can't help
being subjective when looking within, now can ya? We long for the ideal
objectives we've decided are priority. This emotion, coupled with the
inevitable first person view, causes an immediate pseudo-paradox.
Should I stop being myself long enough to examine my own mind or should
I continue being myself and hope my feelings don't cloud my judgement?
I figure, it's probably all happening on some microscopic agenda.
Therein enters the destiny/fate conundrum. Why would me not being me to
see me actually be the me I need to see? Go ahead, one more time, read
the fairly cohesive previous statement. (Works a lot of ways, kiddies.)
So, the next time you decide to really figure you out, stop and
think... or don't. Doesn't matter because you are who you are and you
should just be what you be. Pardon the syntax and mind your own
business... or don't.
Dollars And Sense
sense is no longer common. Excuses and ill-founded complaints run
frivolously rampant, while blue collars are taxed and impeded
continuously by a government that will not swallow its pride and admit
that it needs help. As of late, I've had this same exact problem. Well,
no more. My pride is gone. Now is the time to realize that we must
knock down our decaying foundations to rebuild anew. This, of course,
is drawn directly from my own recent personal realizations. Yes, it's a
scary notion. How will we know if this "change" is going to work the
way we need? Well, it's either: Begin to gently pull down the
condemnable aspects OR Wait until they crash down upon our heads. It's
that simple. Your choice, my choice... OUR choice.
must be more. There can't be any less. The normal games and SOP are
irrelevant. I lack interest in the commonplace. I'm becoming frustrated
with the boredom and insinuations of superficiality. My value is
indeterminate according to the usual measures. I seek elite
individuality, not the portrayal of difference. Time is too valuable to
imagine stagnation. A break might be in order. Realize that the unknown
is only so because of the inability to learn appropriate responses...
Need To Know
do we need to know? Do we need affirmation? Do we need courtesy? Is it
really that important to know what someone else thinks about any given
situation? Or is the 'need to know' directly linked to how much we
care? Is it offensive to deny curiosity in the name of honor? To what
extent is this action applicable to intimate conversation?
is a cyclical series of interactions mixed with perspective. The value
of a true friend is often displayed by praise and trust. Honesty is
essential to camaraderie as much as positivity is crucial to
I only wish to know the limits of my boundaries, then ask myself
whether or not those parameters are acceptable for comfort...*
Recuse The Excuse Refuse
what point do we begin to believe our own hype? Is there a definitive
happenstance where vague "justification" becomes irrefutable evidence?
The logic structures that we hold to be self-evident must involve
evidence of logic that exists beyond subjective reasoning. The blind
can not see because there is an actual limitation inherent in a
mechanism. The blindfolded cannot see because there is a temporary
hindrance to their abilities. Now, if we insist that bc we cannot see
we are blind, we invoke logical fallacies of the most elementary
nature. In Latin it's referred to as "post hoc ergo propter hoc", which
(loosely translated) means "this after therefore this before", aka
"correlation implies causality". This is false, just as much as "cum
hoc ergo propter hoc" or "correlation proves causality". Those who fear
"judgment" will consistently misdirect assertions by attacking the
words and phrases used to question them. It is not proven that this
tactic is entirely unsuccessful; though, I'm sure this is due to the
fact that using illogic to attack logic creates an inability to create
cohesive cooperation of logics. Chess?
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blame the search engines and spam generators for the superficiality
addiction of the common person. It seems that there are so many
"armchair quarterbacks" anymore, no one realizes the depth of any given
topic. As the Industrial Revolution came to a close, we shifted our
attentions to hunting down our whims and gathering rudimentary factoids
via electronic mediums. We became a world of snap judges, bull sh*tters
and con artists. In fact, we believe our own hype so much that we often
mindlessly "channel surf" through everything in our lives. Why sit
still and watch a sunset when you can jump on the Internet and speed up
the frames in High Definition? (Yes, I realize the irony of blogging
about this.) We rush around, multitasking to the nth degree,
overloading our senses with meaningless and trivial propagandas. Guess
what? We're missing out on life.
way too obvious when you actually pay attention. Pharmaceutical
companies sell sleeping pills and awake pills. It's common to see
someone glued to a lighted screen (in whatever fashion possible), even
at social gatherings. Impulse purchases are as commonplace as
irrelevant flashing adverts on websites. Information overload may have
already reached a critical mass for all of us. Sure, we know a little
bit about everything we're interested in but, we don't do anything with
it. We've developed psychological symptoms that are more akin to the
blubberings of infants than actual mature problems. Are you tired,
distracted, unhappy, too happy, overly energetic, bored, lackluster,
emotional, human? Don't worry. Instead of dealing with your problems...
there's a pill for that.
it's painfully apparent where our loyalties lie. We are a nation of
attention deficient, excuse making, instantly gratifying, wasteful,
immature, selfish, lazy hummingbirds that flit from topic to topic like
the only thing that matters is that we're distracted from actually
having to do something worthwhile. And, hey, I'd finish this little
rant but I can't...bc my show's on. ;} (didjagetit?)
I believe in the second amendment. It's pretty clear, to me, that a
nation, comprised of citizens that are unable or unwilling to protect
themselves, is doomed to invasion (of one kind or another). The
ridiculous lobbyists that propose extreme gun control are using the
type of illogic that really squeezes my trigger. There are only a
couple of good reasons to have a gun- protection and hunting. That
being said, here are a few "in sights" that may just clarify the
problems that should be "targeted".
1)"Be aware of your surroundings"-
citizens should be strictly regulated. The reason: other than shooting
another human being, they have no real purpose for owning firearms.
Because many of the "anti-gun" idiots come from cities, they only see
the "truth" of their immediate environment (i.e. criminals in cities
only have guns for the above reason). They also realize that the
potential for collateral damage is much greater if you can't see fifty
feet in all directions. The farther into the "country" that you travel,
however, the more this logic breaks down- which brings up my second
2)"Identify, aim, squeeze, check"-
people use guns for good reason. Other than protection, guns are used
to provide food for American families. Most are well educated in
firearms safety and usually... eat what they kill. Waste not, want not
and all that jazz. They realize that they should know what they're
shooting, make a clean shot and track what they shot down. I really
dislike these "gangsta" fools that spray an area, killing countless
innocent bystanders, just because they don't have the balls to confront
their opponent. Gun control means using both hands, losers.
3)"Use as directed"-
I've covered location, purpose, safety and responsibility a bit. Now,
it's time to talk about the two reasons I stated in the introduction
paragraph- protection and hunting. We should be allowed to protect our
homes, families and possessions as needed. We should also be allowed to
shoot things we are going to use to provide sustenance. We should NOT
have firearms for any of these reasons: fear, image, intimidation,
terrorism, etc. If you have a gun because you're worried that your
neighbor has a gun, you're wrong. If you own a gun because you think
it's cool or you're "overcompensating", you're stupid. If you own a
firearm because you want to make people respect you, you're a prick.
And, last but not least, if you carry a piece for any reason that
causes panic and/or threatens peace- turn it around in your hand, look
closely and do us all a favor- pull a fast one on yourself.
NRA GUN SAFETY:
1) Know your target and what is beyond it.
2) Know how to use the gun safely.
3) Be sure the gun is safe to operate.
4) Use correct ammo for your gun.
5) Wear protection if needed.
6) Never use alcohol or drugs when using your firearm.
7) Store guns away from unauthorized persons (i.e. children, mentally challenged and criminals).
*As with any dangerous material, proper handling is a necessary responsibility.*
calculated use of violence (or the threat of violence) in order to
attain goals that are political, religious or ideological in nature;
this is done through intimidation or coercion or instilling fear."
<---This is the rough definition of terrorism. Those that perpetrate
the actions set forth above are, by definition, terrorists. There is no
distinction regarding the location or nationality of the perpetrators.
"Home grown" is just as culpable as "foreign" when it comes to those
who spread terror. Individuals who adopt an "eye for an eye" mentality
will inevitably... fail to see.
let's consider the tactics used by fanatics to disseminate dissent
amongst their "peers" and, eventually, anyone within earshot. First, we
have vague arguments filled with the intentional alteration of cliche
sentiments. Then, we have slanderous effrontery, mainly comprised of
demeaning and/or belittling harassment. Next, comes the overly
exaggerated "herd mentality" agenda, which pushes the "with us or
against us" propaganda. Following that, we find the true beginning of
terrorism- the intention of using force to alter the health, wealth or
wisdom of anyone who disagrees with the "doctrine" of our activities.
Finally, the force itself is displayed in full effect as attacks are
made to violently "change someone else's world".
let's consider the terrorist that may exist within each one of us,
shall we? Do we ever act like we "know" when our information is fed to
us through the tubes of propaganda? Do we feel "justified" in being
derogatory, simply because we disagree? Are we ultimately insecure
enough with ourselves that, instead of using sense to argue a point, we
must bare our teeth and snap at anything that looks differently? Would
we rather sit around and complain, like the members of a "sewing
circle", then actually undertake a constructive/ positive means to an
you answered "yes" to any of the previous paragraph's questions- shame
on you, bc you're a terrorist bully. And, if not, then bully for you.
Remember: Although you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar,
you can't assume that your vinegar is sweet bc you have a lot of flies
buzzing. Sometimes, the amount of flies is directly proportional to the
amount of shit you create. And, honestly, not all shit makes good
fertilizer for anything... anywhere. So, smell yourself, examine your
flies, take a long bath and kiss your "non-sense" goodbye. Tanks.
tired of the insipid metaphors that are often posed as questions. Like:
if a tree falls in the woods, does it make a sound? Or, which came
first- the chicken or the egg? The first one hints at quantum theory
and the effects of observation as connected with the "laws" of physics;
but, the second one is simply a prelude to fanatical religious debates.
So, I'll answer both for you- the first one, slightly sarcastically
and, the second one, realistically. Please try to follow my rambling
when a tree falls in the woods and there are "observers"/ "listeners"
present, it most certainly makes a sound. The "question" arises simply
because an assumption must be made if there are no "ears" to record the
event. Many have argued this conundrum, based on the fact that neither
can "show proof". Therefore, the only real "answer" is "pick a side and
realize that- nobody cares".
we must deal with the "creation vs evolution" spat (which is ridiculous
to me bc I believe in both theories and the basis for the entire
"debate" is a misunderstanding of Darwinian principles). So, which came
first? Well, if you're a creationist, it's pretty simple- the chicken.
This is bc "they" believe a "greater power" manifested an "end
product". Fine, that's just fine. Now, if you're an "evolutionist", it
gets complicated. Logic like- well, there had to be a chicken to lay an
egg but there must've been an egg to make the chicken that laid the egg
is "cyclic ridiculousness".
imagine for a moment that "evolution" took place (in one way or the
other). Ultimately, there would have to be an entity that laid an egg
that produced the first chicken. And the egg that produced the first
chicken would have been laid by something very similar to a chicken,
but... to be fair, we must "fine line define" exactly what we consider
to be a chicken. Having done so- its predecessor- that was not an
"exact" chicken (although sharing many similarities), constructed an
egg of its own genetic material to produce "chicken prime". Well, you
say, there was a chicken in the egg, so doesn't that make it a "chicken
egg"? No, it doesn't. Let's apply the laws of logic here, particularly
one called, "cum hoc ergo propter hoc" or "with this, therefore because
of this". This can be applied to the idea of a "chicken egg" and I'm
not going to spell it out bc it's fairly obvious (look it up, if you
want further explanation). The only possible outcome for either side
is- the chicken. The M.Fin' chicken came first. Now, if you'll excuse
me...I'm off to devour a bit of both parts of this conundrum.
<PS> Arguing over ridiculous theories, that can't be answered, makes me hungry...
is the United States of America'. What does that declaration conjure in
your mind? Does it summon waving flags, baseball and cowboys? Does it
make you dream of success, opportunity and freedom? Or could you really
care less, as long as you get your biscuits? Personally, I don't know
what to think anymore. I'm a die-hard patriot who loves the purity of
the ideals upon which our country was based (i.e. liberty, justice and
hot dogs). However, I see too many "Americans" who are guided by their
vices (greed, fear, sloth, gluttony, anger, etc.). We have become one
"big" melting pot of hatemongers and sissies. Now, to be fair, there
are plenty out there who fight valiantly for their country and their
beliefs but, even more who are addicted to being "big". What do I mean,
you ask? I mean BIG. We are run by Big Oil, Big Pharm, Big Money, Big
Tobacco, Big Media, Big Religion and Big Auto. Did I get them all?
Let's see- we like to burn fuel, do drugs, spend cash, smoke stuff,
watch tv, excuse ourselves and go where we want. Did I miss any? Sure I
about Big Science, Big Education, Big Technology, Big Charity and Big
Conservation? No? Why are we "leading" in all the destructive "bigs"
and failing in the "constructive"? I wrote previously about actors,
athletes and "it-people". It seems the only thing America wants to know
about is who can play well, who can play better and who can play
pretend. When will we, as a nation, stop "playing" around? Please
forgive my cynicism today. I was just "blocked" by Jesus, here on FB.
I'm feeling kinda dark. Here's the reality: we need to go back to work.
As a country (and on a differential timeline), we're at that point in
the "celebration" where drunk people start knocking over furniture,
half drunk people start picking fights, someone's car gets backed into
and some guy is pissing in the hall closet. Time to close the doors,
get some rest, wake up and clean up all of the "aftermath". It's time
to remember why we became a country in the first place. It's time to be
proud of ourselves again...and we ain't gonna do it by snorting
terrorism, popping blame and downing immigrants. It's gotta be a little
nap, then some breakfast, then on to the long neglected "to dos".
Know You, Do It
are unique. I do not mean that in a patronizing or assumptive manner
but, merely, as a definitive observation. You know who you are. The
thoughts that form your inner monologue, the quirks that define your
character and the emotions that guide your soul... fit you well. I see
that you can see. I think you know what you think you know. There is
nobody quite like you, at all. Sure, there are those who resemble you
in myriad areas of existence. Yet, you are you and you know it, don't
not feign ignorance when it comes to the faults of your personality. Do
not believe that the only answers are those that you might understand.
There are mysteries that the subjective mind cannot know. There are
problems that the "self" cannot solve without the "all". The part needs
the whole and vice versa.
has become dissociative in its interactions (yes, I know that's quite
"jumbo shrimp" or oxymoronic to say). We spend hours of our time
existing vicariously through the "amateur" characters of "reality"
television (not to mention sitcoms and soaps). We spend more time
hiding behind our screens than we ever spend in public. Our self-image
becomes one of disconnected facades, perpetrated solely to show the
world our strengths, as we see fit. Is it any wonder that strangers
rarely look each other in the eye anymore?
too busy trying to trick the rest of the world into believing our
"side" of the story- without ever needing to worry about being wrong.
Why (not worry)? We control our bubble, that's why. It's easy and
"safe" to sit behind a computer screen or a cell phone and speak our
minds freely. There aren't too many "actual" social repercussions if we
"troll" the chat rooms and talk all kinds of garbage to anonymous
avatars. In "virtual" Earth, we can be as cool as we think we are... bc
nobody can prove us wrong.
grow weary of this dissociative, disconnected, disingenuous, disgusting
disarray. I say, come say that to my face. Sign a waiver of liability.
See how far your opinion reaches when you're choking on your eyebrows.
Maybe, I'll agree... or maybe I'll be too busy tweeting about
#ingyourface. (How many, reading this, actually typed that into
Twitter?) My point remains- we will not be enslaved by machines. We are
already dependent upon them. The Matrix is not a hell for the
enlightened but nirvana for the lazy and fearful. Is there an Internet
religion yet? Have you logged your prayers on live feed today?
it. Try going one day without using ANY electronics. No cell phone, no
computer, no car, no toaster, no blender, no stove, no microwave, no
PDA, no radio, no TV (in fact, destroy your TV- period). I won't say
anything about faucets and fridges. So, your avatar is a level 7856
glitterassnapkin in the world of boreshaft. Ooh, I'm impressed. When
you look back on your life, will you remember that time you beat the
level three boss on that really stupid RPG or will you regret failing
to live? Stop dis crap.
Decree Of Civility
is a general statement of intention as well as one of observation. Many
of the following points will coincide with each other. This should only
strengthen the necessity of their recognition. Most apply to every
facet of life itself and, as such, should be viewed with that respect.
Asterisks surround ideals that may help in the negation of the
Sarcasm- *There’s no point in being pointed without a good point.*-
Being rude does not accomplish anything but delay in the communication
of positive ideas.
Complaints (unnecessary) - *It could be worse.* There are times when
complaints are necessary for reconfiguring situational problems. Other
than that, vocalization of complaints (aka “griping”) only creates
stress for others.
Pity (self) - *Many have done more with less.* - The fact that you can
understand that which bothers you, should be proof enough that it’s not
Blame (excuses) - *Actions speak louder than words/ Talk is cheap.* -
You really can’t prove that what you’re saying is truth until you show
your work on the subject. Armchair quarterbacks seem to know everything
but, when was the last time they ran drills?
Disregard (narcissism) - *There’s no I in team* - If you care about
those around you, you should think about how you affect them, not how
you can affect their actions.
Pride (improper) - *It goes before destruction*. – There are times when
pride is righteous then, there are times when it will isolate and ruin
those who can’t swallow it.
Anger- *Only destruction happens when you “blow up”.* - There is rarely
truly righteous anger, if any at all. If you can’t take the heat, get
out of the kitchen.
Jealousy (all) - *The grass is always greener.* - If you’re envious of
somebody else, you have entirely too much time on your hands and/or too
much focus on yourself.
B**ch moves- *Say what you mean, do what you say.* - There are times
where any of the above “feelings” may affect you. This is human.
However, your actions following said “affecting” will define your
character. If you mumble, back stab, talk sh*t, scheme or nitpick-
you’re a b*tch. Period.
accept this decree as a personal statement of etiquette. We should all
endeavor to adhere to the principles set forth (i.e. NOT partaking in
the aforementioned and numbered negativity). There are, quite possibly,
more actions we can deem inappropriate as civilized members of society.
Please feel free to add them. Thanks and remember: Be good, do good,
feel good, get good…
The Big POT Conspiracy
become a nation of distracted addicts. We like our brains fuzzy and our
lives filled with superficial excitement (this doesn't apply to
everyone, of course, but please bear with me). We spend billions of
dollars a year downing little pills for depression, anxiety, restless
legs, attention deficiency, insomnia, etc. We drive vehicles that burn
natural resources and emit harmful pollutants into the air we breathe.
Many of us are hopelessly addicted to burning little white paper tubes
filled with a useless plant and hundreds of poisons. We are slaves to
the Bigs. In this note, I'll speak about the three Bigs that I just
described- Pharma, Oil and Tobacco (or P.O.T.). What did you think I
was going to talk about here? ---? Oh, really? Well, you are correct in
your assumption. Let's tie them all together (for the sake of
imagination), shall we?
first drafts of both the Declaration of Independence and The
Constitution were written on hemp paper. Thomas Jefferson compared hemp
and tobacco saying that, "The former article is of first necessity to
the commerce and marine, in other words to the wealth and protection of
the country. The latter, never useful and sometimes pernicious, derives
its estimation from caprice, and its value from the taxes to which it
was formerly exposed". And yet, tobacco is still legal, regardless of
the fact that it contributes absolutely nothing to our society. Hemp,
on the the other hand, has been criminalized bc it can be "used for
recreational purposes". I'm not even going to go into the irony of
allowing a useless plant to be legal while criminalizing the
cultivation of another plant that's uses are far-reaching. Wait... yes,
hemp can be used for everything from paper to clothing to rope. The
oils can be used for everything from cooking to machinery lubrication
to digestive aids. The only real downside to hemp is the fact that it's
so versatile. I know that sounds crazy but, we don't want a
"superplant" that might make the timber, oil and drug companies work
for their money, do we? I mean- America's about depriving the many for
the sake of the few, right? Wait, no that's not right. In fact, it's
corporate corruption at it's "un-finest". Grrr. So, let's recap why
these corporations invoked the media shitstorm that involved "Reefer
Madness" (a movie that is complete propaganda and still hilarious when
you're -ummm- firing the devil- ;}). Note: These thoughts may be
slightly opinionated yet, still food for thought. When I say
opinionated, I mean sarcastic and blunt. Hehe.
Big Pharmaceutical- As previously stated, our country is addicted to
being addicted and it's largely in part to the drug companies
themselves. With "head doctors" wielding terms like "borderline
personality disorder" and "social anxiety", everybody can be prescribed
their own special concoctions of debilitating chemicals with little to
no "real" problem at all. This allows the "general public" to become
"consumer/customers" for Big Pharm. If a natural cure for anxiety,
depression, hyperactivity, psychosis and discontent were introduced,
who would feel it in their "paychecks" first? That's right- the drug
pushers (and let's not get confused- legal or not, if you peddle drugs
then, you're a dope dealer).
Big Oil- Rope was originally made from animal and plant fibers. When we
figured out how to turn oil into plastic and plastic into rope, Big O
jumped on board. Why not? One more way to pad their pockets, right? You
know, besides dumping liquefied waste into mobile sewage burning
factories (vehicles). Currently, we're so wrapped up in foreign trade
conflicts that gasoline costs us about 5 bucks a gallon (on average).
Let's not even remember that we have more than enough of this
disgusting crude (in/on our own land) to keep us moving for decades.
Did you remember to keep forgetting? Good.
Big Tobacco- I'm not even going to give a mile long dissertation on the
harmful effects of cigarettes, cigars and "chaw". Anyone, that knows me
personally, knows that I've been wrestling with nicotine addiction
since I hit puberty. I will, however, ask one question. How long would
tobacco remain popular if another "smokable" (that actually served a
purpose) was legalized?
time for me to roll it up for now. Oops, I mean wrap it up. <jk>
As I said before, this "note" is my opinion. I am actually against
immediate legalization. Decriminalization? Yes, let's stop
incarcerating people who partake in a natural substance that a)doesn't
cause violence, b)doesn't kill by overdose, c)isn't physiologically
addictive and d)encourages natural bodily functions (aka eat and
sleep). Some might argue that "it" makes you stupid. Guess what,
America, we already are stupid. Science has shown that more than two
hours of TV a day literally "rots" your brain (actually, it atrophies
certain areas). We are "cared for" by machines. We ingest every harmful
thing we can find (pretty much) and we blame it all on everyone and
everything else. It's time to face reality and accept responsibility,
people. We are to blame for our problems... not a harmless little
IS To Begin
the beginning, there was an idea- a sort of random misplaced thought.
There was no form nor function, but simply- an undefined 'it', which
existed. It began to realize. At first, it figured out that it differed
from what it wasn't. This realization of contrast created a loose
structuring of categorical facts. It was not what was not it. It is
what it is, indeed. Identity was borne on these principles. With the
advent of identity came the blooming of comparison. It is not exactly
what it is not, but it may be slightly similar. If it and what it was
not were to identify with each other, then it might understand it
better. Thus, attraction was instituted in a system of balance and
disarray. And with this new found motion, a world of possibilities
evolved in orderly chaos. It is. It is not. What it is is not what what
it is not is. What it is is like what it is not but it is not what what
it is not is like. What it is not is what it is not nor is what it is
not like what what it is not is not like. What is it? Is what it is
really what it is or is what it is really what it is not when what it
is not is only like what it is? Was it? Is it? Now, it is...
I hold doors for ladies, especially older ladies ( I like that look of
surprise in their eyes when the cover they judged doesn't match the
content of the book). Chivalry's not dead- it's more like a polite
ninja. Hehe. I try to watch the cussing around women, seniors, clergy
and children (as for my friends, they can fucking put up with it if I'm
standing shitass naked in the middle of the motherfucking street, drunk
and singing whatever Gdamn song is rambling through my brain. Deal with
it, bitches. ;}) And since I'm talking about talking, I really try to
listen to what people have to say. Which means I try not to interrupt,
change topics without acknowledgement or talk over someone- even if
they're being stuckin' fupid. Hey, I'm antisocial- but I try. I do
try... mostly. I really don't call people names too much either. Ok,
maybe a little bit when I'm irritated. And I'm even trying to watch
that- my temper. So, <ahem> yay me, right?</ahem>
what I don't do: I don't leave the toilet seat up. I know, I know, some
of you ladies are saying- oh wow, that is awesome! But, before you
start wistfully dreaming about never "falling in" again, please realize
that I put the lid down, too. You want to know why? Germ dispersal-
that's why. The vortex action of a flushed "terlet" creates a high
velocity mist cannon of piss and sh*t molecules that can spray up to
thirty feet. That's right, your "privy materials" are coating the walls
of your "wash" room. Gross. Put the lid down. If it makes you feel any
better, ladies, you can still take comfort in the fact that you're only
lifting half what men should (and stop leaving your used feminine
products in plain sight- PLEASE!). Regardless, if "the lid" didn't have
a purpose, it wouldn't be part of the "ensemble".
since we're talking about "seats", I will give my seat to a lady. Old,
young, mother, femnazi- I don't care. Have my seat. I especially feel
bad for women in heels. I mean, yeah, they make your legs sexy but,
ouch, right? How do you wear those things? Please sit down... and hold
the remote, too. If I don't like what you're watching, I'll leave. TV
is stupid. TV makes you stupid. I got things to do. All in all, what
I'm saying is- I may not be a "gentle" man (admittedly and you know it)
but I'm most definitely a gentleman. I take care of ladies. Don't hate
me bc I'm "old-fashioned" or whatever. Recognize. And if you got a
problem- maybe you need to learn what manners really are. They're
respect and courtesy (hopefully, mutual). A lady is a lady is a lady-
and if you "ain't a lady", I'm slamming that door in your face
(metaphorically- or not). G'day to you...
Rants (Rated R)
*If you're less than 18 years of age, I prefer that you discontinue reading.
you idiot geniuses... if you can't come up with anything but a negative
response, shut the hell up until you create a counterpoint. To
discredit a theory or opinion simply by stating that (in your opinion)
I "might be wrong"- does nothing to validate your hypothesis. It could
very easily be countered with, "No, you are." This (at some
"elementary" level) is illogical (I mean "I'm rubber, you're glue"
comes next, right?). Sarcasm, double talk and circular reasoning are
not effectual returns on legitimate issues. If and when a statement
lacks any kind of "back up", then, opening your gapped flappers does
nothing but waste my time. This also includes the inevitable "Captain
Obvious" characters who most certainly know where your mind is and
still say stupid things like, "You know, if I were you, I'd have done
it differently". Thanks, azzhole... tell me that you're intelligent
enough to recognize my mistakes and instead of helping out, you imply
that maybe you think you'd respond a little better in a past scenario
(my past). Gee, why don't you go tell Jesus he should stand up for
himself at the crucifixion, huh? You know, if hindsight is
twenty/twenty and you feel the need to comment on what I've said or
done, then you've already lost the argument. I'm looking forward,
fukknutz. Turn your train of thought around and maybe suggest ways to
improve the present rather than condemning the past and its
consequences. Listen to pessimists and neurotics some time. Ever notice
how 90% of their sentences begin with no or I? (Go ahead and argue that
numerical estimation, dipshitez.) All in all, if you can't input
anything other than your solipsistic BS opinions, I don't want to hear
from you, at all. Remember, existentialism is only a true reality when
you're alone. Otherwise, you suddenly learn there are situations you
can't control. Like getting punched in the mouth and never speaking to
me again (which, as far as I'm concerned, would always be an
improvement). So, back it up or shut it up, before it's done for you...
PS you don't know me.
Alright, so... I don't have a problem with the pics of dogs in hats,
cats making goofy faces, etc. The pictures are usually pretty funny;
and, on occasion, I have laughed out loud. What bothers me is that the
editors of said comical photos feel it's necessary to provide their
pets with grammatically incorrect captions. Why? Is there some deep
rooted need to ensure your "superior" intelligence by intentionally
portraying your furry friends as inferior linguists? Sure, they remind
you of children and children often speak with improper syntax. Sure,
you have probably never actually had a conversation with another
In light of this, how do you know it's not offensive? Maybe your "best
friend" resents the picture in the first place, and then, you have to
go and make idiotic captions like "I can has...". Is it proper to
further the portrayal of stupidity or is it your own that forces you to
misspell words and jumble grammar? In my opinion, these infantile
"additions" to already hilarious pictures just take away from the
comedy and force us to see that someone (probably you) is not as
intelligent as we hoped. All in all, I'm trying not to be too cynical
yet, how can I not when I know that the subjects of these pictures A)
probably don't talk like that B) probably resent their owners for
demeaning them and C) are most likely much more intelligent than their
"owners" believe. So, yoo can has a f**kin' cheezeburger, you out
of shape, hairless primates. And in the next life, I hope you're an
adorable feline/ canine genius who is treated like a toddler. - Man's
greatest mistake is believing in his superiority without seeking
Right Barack After This
this is a disclaimer for those ignorant of my position(s) on certain
topics. It reads as follows: If you are offended by the ideas in this
blog, then you don't know me and have no right to have an opinion about
me. Please, understand that no statement is entirely absolute as there
are always exceptions to any rule. So, if you can't say something worth
saying, don't say anyt'ing...
it is so friggin' great that we have a black prez( well, half black).
Go team! Wait a minute, something ain't right (and I'm not talking
'bout Barack). Here's this guy who's level headed, cool handed, warm
hearted, sharp witted and well, he just seems like a pretty solid dude;
yet, all anyone can talk about is the f**kin' color of his skin and how
said color applies to everything else about him. Does that seem right
I understand the trials of the "black" man (and before you start
spouting off at the mouth, how old are you? You had better be Rosa.).
Look at me. I'm labeled white because I have ancestors who lived in
shitty weather and the melanin in their skin adjusted differently, but,
I'm cool with that (get it?). I also have three redskins, mick and
piker in my ancestry, too. (Oh no, what do you do with a mutt?!)
I do understand that what the "white" man did to the "black" man was
deplorable, humiliating, heartless, cruel, etc.; but, can the
continuation of an "eye for an eye" kind of vengeance be healthy in the
long run? Do you consider it hypocrisy to despise someone’s forefathers
for acts of violence, then turn around and scream," kill whitey"? Guess
what- people (as a species, mind you) are all f**ked up to one another.
You're living on land you stole from my ancestors, the injuns. Your
supplies and goods are shipped on railroads built on the sweat and
blood of the Chinese. Have you ever seen Gangs of New York? Pretty
interesting expose (though it could have been longer)... And, that's
not even mentioning the hard working "brown" people who continually
provide extremely efficient and ridiculously cheap labor to their
all the previous rambling boils down to this- We are Americans. We
accept anyone who's been born here and lots that haven't. It's the
great sushi wok with chitlins, potatoes and carne asada (hehe). United
we and divided we, comprende? I just want to know if the perpetuation
of distinction based on color (in any regard) is logical. Medically,
there are a few differences that lie in certain risk factors but, aside
from those, we are no different. We are all red on the inside. We all
eat, sleep, f**k, piss and shite.
stop the self imposed segregations. Now that we got the man in the
house shaded differently (see how stupid that sounds), you know what
this means, right? It means there should be no more whining, that's
what it means. No more race cards for court cases, no more telling
people not to say things you call your best friend, no more lenience
for laziness, no more talking about how the man is always "getting you
down". It's time to step up (whatever hue may be you) and be "the man".
Our president is an excellent example of America and it has nothing to
do with his multiracial heritage, except to those who were raised to
see color as an undeniable classification protocol. So, who are you
with no excuses left? Is it just easier to look for any lame excuse to
dislike someone you don't even know?
about this- every time you see someone you immediately dislike, help
them somehow, in some little way. I bet it could change the world ( at
least yours) more than you ever know. Oh, and I don't like you because
you have a circulatory system.
Good luck, Mr. President... I know that the road ahead is a difficult
one for many reasons- and I wish you the best. Remember, Solomon
chose wisdom and got it all...
what the hell is happening to the women/ girls of America? Do you
really think looking like a Qtip is appealing? No curves and no shape
makes you look like a prepubescent male. That's right, you look like
little boys. What happened to being healthy? Hmmmm... exhaustion. It
quite possibly could be caused by lack of nutrients and circulation.
Seriously, you f**kin' pencil, I wouldn't pick you up to write a hate
letter to whomever put the stupid thoughts in your head that weighing
less than your laundry is attractive. Perhaps, this new found addiction
to nothingness is the reason behind the big teacup chihuaha fad. I
suppose, you couldn't hold a real dog or it might snap your tiny twig
of a wrist. Watch the poor thing shiver for the same reason you do.
Isn't it funny how you have a girl who wishes she was smaller clutching
a dog who wishes it was larger?
I take you out to a nice restaurant and you order a godd*** salad? You
coulda saved me an eight dollar glass of water and said, "let's just go
to Walmart and get a head of lettuce." That'd be like three dinners so,
you wanna be a lady and give it up(j/k)? Or you could eat worms and mud
pies, little boirl. Regardless, you bulimiarexics make me really hungry
just looking at you. Your dog would probably be more nutritious. Hey,
since you're saving all this money not eating, why don't you do one of
those adopt-a-kid commercials? Oh wait, that won't work. First, donors
might send your parents money and second, you're jealous of those kids,
are you angry yet? Is it working up an appetite? NO, sticking your
finger down your face does not help you at all and you're wasting food,
money and my time. Maybe you could get some work at Mass with the way
you look 'cuz you sure as hell ain't holding my candlestick.
Regardless, eat something so I can see you or stay the hell out of my
way, little man(s).
and welcome to an awakening, if you will. Those of you that do not know
me will draw irregular conclusions upon my character and/or political
open doors for little old ladies. Now, I'm not biased towards the
geriatric; but, they do take precedent. However, if one more self
righteous girl-power type slings looks of pure contempt my way, I may
just let the door slam in their face. Don't walk through the door I'm
holding for you and hate me for it, ya ignorant c***.
yeah, and just because you have a void between your legs doesn't mean
you can check out during lovin', either. I'm not your average bear, boo
boo. I'll either boot ya the f**k out or make you move, if ya can catch
that meaning. It's not about being a super slut, either; just be
comfortable in your skin, for god's sake. I like it in the dark and,
more so, in the light. I like it hot, wet, sticky and exhausting. Don't
waste my time being self conscious about how you look 'cuz you'll look
all kinds of different later, anyway.
why the hell do you try to assert your rights as a lesbian and then,
try your damndest to look like a guy? I mean, there's uni-sexy and then
there's- dude... go ahead and dress how you want, of course, but don't
do something just to seem like something. If you are, you are. You look
dumb pretendin' to be yourself...
pay good money for my slow death. My lack of air is, apparently, a
priority in my mind; although, my lack of extra funds is ... necessity?
I can gasp like an eighty year old man going up a hotel stairwell as
long as I got me a lighter for that puff at the top. Who knows, if I
keep smoking tobacco laced with pesticides, maybe it'll keep the
mosquitos off my face when I'm not riding the mountain bike I got from
the cigarette sweepstakes. Poetic injustice. Oral fixation, addictive
carcinogen, AD(H)D, pretty blue tendrils of happiness and fire. My
mouth is like the f*ckin' Gobi, my clothes smell like a woodstove and
my elite sense of taste left with the last little bit of my
circulation. That's right, my feet get cold sometimes. Big whoop, wanna
fight about it? Hey, good thing my perception is altered and/or my mood
is mellowed... (ha). Hey, @zzholes... have you ever smoked a cig after
a brawl and it makes you wanna puke? Take the hint. Irish be my blood
and smoking increase the redness of my head (add drinking, ah forget
it) and I look like a match-head 'bout to spark. Could I bum a square,
my friend? It's a very simple question, roiyt? The irony is in the
prick who says No because he wants them for himself. I punish you by
not providing you with the means to further your self-inoculation of
carcinogenic material. "Smokes" IS money, in many places. They provide
solace to the lonely, a break to the overworked, and an icebreaker for
millions of losers worldwide. I may be the only one who could compare
'em to foreign oil policies but, I digress (now you should,
too)...Regardless, oft times we find ourselves stubbing a quid without
recalling the lighting of the da*n t'ing in de first place, mon. The
previous sentence was a global idea or blank fill something. Hey, gov’t
guys, invest in something that provides the fringe benefits of tobacco
without the negative sides (like mashed potatoes and emphysema or
macaroni and ch-ancer.). Whatever, at today's prices I can eat, smoke,
drink or drive on five bucks. What?! No, no, goodnight...
a great big circle. Everything is everything and it all spins round,
from inner molecular components all the way to the cosmos themselves.
It could be possible that everything spins according to a certain
predestined value; but, then again, said value could be set as
counterbalance or equilibrium. I suppose that's why we have so many
rotational niche phrases: i.e. love makes the world go ..., what goes
a... comes a..., we don't like your kind ... here, etc. Even though
most buildings are rectangular in shape, you still go a... the corner
a... dinner time to look a... for some grub, right? Centrifugal and
centripetal, kinetic, potential, yes, maybe and so on and so forth.
Spin your laundry, your tires, a yarn, and most importantly, before
spinning, you can sit... nah, just kiddin' ( a colloquialism popped up,
big whoop wanna fight about it?!). Regardless, it only takes a push to
throw an orbit through, it only takes a pop to stop a twisted drop.
Turtles and helicopters- cogitate this meditation. Fall face first and
rise repeatedly. Plenty long time making friends with circles and
triangles, you asymmetrical funkenheimers. Wormy waves, control the
flop and the fall. Peace out, panzies.
Shut Up And Drive, Hilton Wanna-bes
currently, I drive whole bunches for work. I know, I know... It's not
you you should be worried about, it's the other drivers. Well, guess
what, you chowder-heads are all idiot drivers to me. Let me define
1) Cell phones- one hand on the wheel, one head up the @$$ (and if you're texting- that ain't write)
2) Sandwich dogs- can't wait 'til you wreck and your sweet lil' Muffincakes gets crushed between you and the steering wheel
3) Turn signals (lack of)- I know you think you're King shitre but you're really just a pile 'bout to cause a pile up
Erratic speeds- ever hear of cruise control, grandma? You pull out in
front of me burning rubber and then, you slow down?
5) Mastication- won't it be funny when the autopsy shows half an uneaten dollar menu burger stuck in your nose
6) Cosmetic application- endangering the responsible so you can try to pretend you're flawless
last but not least...combinations of the above. You got Poopie the
puppy in your lap, a burger in one hand, a cell phone in the other and
you're changing lanes without signaling while tuning the radio(or your
MP3) at eighty miles an hour. Are you serious? Is your life worth mine?
No, shut up and drive. Stay outta my frickin' way, beetches.
Alchemy. Hmm? I frown as I contemplate the intense magnitude of those
words. Yes, I said intense not immense. I suppose it might describe an
amalgamation of the egocentric self-perpetuity complex spiced with some
tribal dispositions and a few sprinklings of ignorance induced
outbursts. However, I believe that the true definition exists more as a
perpetual mindset rather than a definitive destination. Everything is
everything but don't stop there. What are dreams made of exactly? Could
we say imagination, memory and emotion? Or maybe we could say fancy,
fantasy, fear and forgetting? Nah, let's opt for... Dreams Are Really
Everything. Dare to do it, do it to it, get it with it, get it in it,
do the do and yeah, you too... you are it and it is, too.
I, Zy, Try
This disclaimer pertains to all individuals with whom Zyris communicates:
am an Alchemist, though not in the socially accepted definition. This
incomplete definition is but part of the whole. I study life. I seek
true reality and savor knowledge as some would obsess over gourmet
cuisines. I do not seek the erratic principles and deviant logics of
the masses. Those truths to which I adhere are those that, in most
cases, have been fundamentally imbued into our collective consciousness
(not the whims of trend and fancy). As a student of the world in its
entirety, there are times in which I may appear to "misunderstand".
Sometimes, as a fallibly finite being would, I misinterpret. Many
times, however, it seems that those who think they've "figured me out"
are the ones who are farthest from the truth. I am an intensely
intellectual, intensively inspired individual. If you profess to know
me (as you should if you think you understand), then you should know
that I quite often mean exactly what I say. Your misinterpretation is
usually involved with your malformed ideas of my morals, my mind or my
method of delivery. I care so much for people as a whole, you couldn't
even imagine the magnitude (I can't, anyway); however, those persons,
who desire to convey their thoughts, would do well to bear in mind
these idea(l)s: intensity is a difficult issue with me, intelligence is
a mandatory requirement when in judgment and if you speak
illogically/irrationally/incompletely/insufferably- then expect to deal
with the intensity. I am struggling with my (assumed) inability to
communicate- continuously. Be quite sure your words have substance to
them, or they shall be scattered like trash in the streets... Thank you
and have a day. Good night.
Fat Asses: Boon Of The Fittest
all stems from bad parenting. You could say that about any deeply
ingrained societal problem. A new parent doesn't know how to stop the
infant's cries and, thus, uses the only solution apparent, shove
something in the hole. This action creates a psychological dependency
on food as comfort and solace early in a child's development.
Throughout adolescence, a child may continue to seek mastication as a
pacifying agent. This behavior, mixed with the hormonal fluctuations of
puberty, can significantly increase factors such as obesity, glandular
malfunction, heart instability and many more. When these factors
manifest, the child's (adolescent) health may be considered "at risk".
Sub-par anything means weakness. Handicap placards are handed out with
is entirely feasible today for the aforementioned adolescent (becoming
an adult) to roll off their couches, wheeze thirty feet to their van,
drive to a grocery store (after getting welfare check/SSI at trailer
court mailboxes), park in the closest possible space (handicap
placard), wobble thirty feet to the motorized shopping cart, drive
around inside the supermarket retrieving their food, pay with welfare
check, drive cart to van, get grocery boy to load groceries and take
cart, drive home and stuff more shit in their faces.
Total distance traveled: 90 feet
I mean, come the f*** on, are you kiddin’ me?
I've had enough of this "self-righteous segregation". Whether it be
sexist or racist, segregating your "minority" by attacking the actions
of the "opposition" is ridiculous. Anybody ever hear of "an eye for an
eye makes the world blind"? Ladies, if you want men to treat you with
equality, stop acting like "mother superior" (please take note of the
lowercase). There have been mistakes made in the past, by chauvinism
and racism, but, how is degradation and blame an effective
countermeasure? The media now portrays the "average" man as a needy
simpleton, while the feminine archetypes become more and more cynical,
controlling and judge-mental. None of these archetypes are helping our
goals of equality. Really, the surest way to counteract equality
is...act as if there's a difference. You can't have your cake and eat
and more, we see women that demean the actions of men, regardless of
the true nature of said actions. No, infidelity and ignorance are not
that about which I'm speaking.
we are to evolve, we must encourage positive and constructive ideals of
"togetherness", rather than the immature "don't get mad, get even"
philosophies that are so prevalent today. Yes, women and other
"minorities" were treated as inferior in the past. No, it wasn't right.
However, treating the "former aggressors" with disdain is just as
reprehensible, if not more so. So, instead of "telling" men or "white
people" that they screwed up and they now "owe" for their actions (or
the actions of their forefathers), why not practice what you preach?
Lead by example or fail in your "implied" goals. "Real" men do not need
"guidance". "Real" people do not want reparations for "past mistakes".
Balance will only be found for communities when the individuals
involved... STOP THINKING ABOUT THEMSELVES AND START THINKING ABOUT US
does it seem that we continuously point fingers at the people that
surround the people that offend us, rather than the offenders
themselves? We have protest groups picketing soldiers' funerals, LGBT
groups demanding Apple remove an "anti-gay" app, others that blame
illegal aliens for unemployment and, of course, let's blame the
President for our perceived "inconveniences" (the list goes on and on).
WTF? Have we truly become a nation of "weaklings and playboys" that
deliberately confront the "friends of our enemies"?
Clock Aft MenuI
hold most doors; put the lid down. I watch my words. Keep a smile
handy. I know enough- to know too little. So, believe you me- I give a
----. There is a way- it must be done. This experience becomes
submersive. What do I mean? I imply vague assertions. What are they
now? My pen is stronger; my mind- a razor. 'Dull' need not apply. Does
this make sense. My ragged voice falters; my weary limbs ache. Time is