nothingElse
ToLove
Monday, August 30, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
the true self, the epicenter of being.
brace your mind for the nearest balance
youre going to need it; no dont fall
quick grasp the nearest wall
dont pick up your phone
you have no one to call
brace yourself for some thing originally ordinary
it was thrown into a place where it'll break
shattered like dust
youre going to need it; no dont fall
quick grasp the nearest wall
dont pick up your phone
you have no one to call
brace yourself for some thing originally ordinary
it was thrown into a place where it'll break
shattered like dust
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
my mind just popped; not pooped.
collectively among every human vanity leads to segregation and competition. Competition leads to fear and greed. Greed leads to deceit and immorality. And immorality is the breeding ground for illness; waging war on our Earth. Every act of hatred and destructiveness in our world begins with self hate and self destructiveness. And that all comes down to the breakdown of communication.
and then this man, Wilhelm Reich said:
"Sexual suppression supports the power of the church, which has sunk very deep roots into the exploited masses by means of sexual anxiety and guilt. It engenders timidity towards authority and binds children to their parents. This results in adult subservience to the state authority and capitalistic exploitation. It paralyzes the intellectual critical power of the oppressed masses because it consumes the greater part of biological energy. Finally it paralyzes the resolute development of creative forces and renders impossible the achievement of all aspirations for human freedom. In this way the prevailing system in which single individuals can easily rule entire masses becomes rooted in the psychic structures of the oppressed themselves."
these are some of the pieces of the film that blew my mind:
We are cancer_ 18:24-18:45
Law_ 24:24-25:05
Sunday, August 1, 2010
every girl in the world
Friday, July 30, 2010
ramble on; sing that song
shttz N' gigglz
what i have learned is all you give is all you get
so that's why i gave it all i got no matter what
so here is to life
whether you fail at it or not
this is where youre at right now and you should be happy about it
so here is to our lives
this is where we're at whether you like it or not
cheers to every joy after this because it'll turn into a guilty pleasure
all the elaborated plans we used to speak of
lived life so fast but we didn't have good weather
i miss my one on ones with you on the phone
like "what are you doin right now; why dont you come home?"
like what we will be so limitless and free; yet weak
time went and time has gone but look at us; it is now
it is now, so what will we be?
what will we do?
you made me hate myself
you had me hiding from the world
you made me hate myself
now im facing all my fears
but i am drying up every single tear
there is no point being around here
ouch, love hurts; our
but time finally changed
i am gone into a better place with no weather
where birds dont fly. they are stripped from their feathers
i never said i shouldnt have
i never said i couldnt have
and tell your friend: she shouldnt have
bitches raise your glass; now say: cheers to the past
yeah baby im good now with the love that i am having
what i am seeking is deep **
even like the times when your body gets weak
you had me afraid to talk to you about how its gona be
you had me waiting for you all the time; why cant you see?
its like every time you're gone i cant fucking sleep
you had me afraid to even go out with my friends and just be
you never seen me as i am
oh damn hold up. wait a minute; that shit is deep.
ramble on
sing that song
what i have learned is all you give is all you get
so that's why i gave it all i got no matter what
so here is to life
whether you fail at it or not
this is where youre at right now and you should be happy about it
so here is to our lives
this is where we're at whether you like it or not
cheers to every joy after this because it'll turn into a guilty pleasure
all the elaborated plans we used to speak of
lived life so fast but we didn't have good weather
i miss my one on ones with you on the phone
like "what are you doin right now; why dont you come home?"
like what we will be so limitless and free; yet weak
time went and time has gone but look at us; it is now
it is now, so what will we be?
what will we do?
you made me hate myself
you had me hiding from the world
you made me hate myself
now im facing all my fears
but i am drying up every single tear
there is no point being around here
ouch, love hurts; our
but time finally changed
i am gone into a better place with no weather
where birds dont fly. they are stripped from their feathers
i never said i shouldnt have
i never said i couldnt have
and tell your friend: she shouldnt have
bitches raise your glass; now say: cheers to the past
yeah baby im good now with the love that i am having
what i am seeking is deep **
even like the times when your body gets weak
you had me afraid to talk to you about how its gona be
you had me waiting for you all the time; why cant you see?
its like every time you're gone i cant fucking sleep
you had me afraid to even go out with my friends and just be
you never seen me as i am
oh damn hold up. wait a minute; that shit is deep.
ramble on
sing that song
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
scream 4 is going to make me cream
im psyched out for Scream4!!
i would anticipate these movies when i was little
now i cant wait to watch this one
its a new decade and new rules
hurry up;
walk into her journey of destruction
from the plain game to exploration
create and destroy, there is an expiration
make it a tale worth better painted
like a story told out of wisdom eyes
then create a reason why
create a reason to live like a picture
do all of this just to answer why
just to answer why?
why does she come and go
why does the wind race with the rain
why does she come and go
why does the wind race with the rain
from the plain game to exploration
create and destroy, there is an expiration
make it a tale worth better painted
like a story told out of wisdom eyes
then create a reason why
create a reason to live like a picture
do all of this just to answer why
just to answer why?
why does she come and go
why does the wind race with the rain
why does she come and go
why does the wind race with the rain
Saturday, July 17, 2010
dull absence
seeded into a calling in the wind
filed under the influence of something so vivid
the nature of the human race all over her face
she walks tall and sits high she doesnt even bend her thighs
she wants somebody to hold but i cannot reach herr hand
when the music is over turn out the lights
the earth is her special friend
until the night creeps, is when that friendship will end
screaming like a lone child
kicking screaming, fired up and whild
i had big big plans but i thought i should wait awhile
filed under the influence of something so vivid
the nature of the human race all over her face
she walks tall and sits high she doesnt even bend her thighs
she wants somebody to hold but i cannot reach herr hand
when the music is over turn out the lights
the earth is her special friend
until the night creeps, is when that friendship will end
screaming like a lone child
kicking screaming, fired up and whild
i had big big plans but i thought i should wait awhile
,yeah
This song makes me angry.
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...WAAAAAA
C'mon baby,--------- No "take a chance with us"
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...WAAAAAA
C'mon baby,--------- No "take a chance with us"
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
but what does an empty life contain?
Ohhhh the wonders duke! the wonders!
A professor stood before his Philosophy class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed.
'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
'The golf balls are the important things - your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
'The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car.
'The sand is everything else--the small stuff.
'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
'The same goes for life.
'If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
'Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children.
'Take time to get medical checkups.
'Take your partner out to dinner.
'There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
'Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter.
'Set your priorities.
'The rest is just sand.'
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked.
'It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a cup of coffee with a friend.'
A professor stood before his Philosophy class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.
He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed.
'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
'The golf balls are the important things - your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
'The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car.
'The sand is everything else--the small stuff.
'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
'The same goes for life.
'If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
'Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children.
'Take time to get medical checkups.
'Take your partner out to dinner.
'There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
'Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter.
'Set your priorities.
'The rest is just sand.'
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked.
'It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a cup of coffee with a friend.'
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