apparently it must be over then! run children, run! 

lookin' smug with your corvette and your drink in a very tall an effiminate glass, aren't cha? aren't cha! that's not smoke coming out of your pipe, it's steam cuz you are SO COOL. 

for some reason God still uses the grim reaper as his personal hitman. Asides from that beauty scythe he also carries a 9MM incase he's gotta put down a civil servant or tupac. 

if I was so good, they wouldn't have buried me so close to the black edge of the earths core! ahh!

my tombstone is crooked. atleast i managed to maintain my shapeless physique after death! 

we know you haven't been flossing, and now we have proof! to the dental hygenist! 

umm nice! for a second there, i forgot what i find attractive. which way did she, which way did she go? 

these damn giant drops of sweat really hurt coming out the pores! i think it might have made me schizophrenic! 

he's concious! what more do you really want?  

that's some bunk shit, nukkah! i'm out like a fat kid in dodgeball. 

even in the afterlife bureaucracy fails me! Guess that book has alot of white-out stains. 

couple botch face lifts. 

woah, this place kind of looks like tahiti. What's buddie in the skirts' deal? 

wouldn't that make it my after-life? y'know, cuz i'm DEAD. 

God shouts back to his homies.

went for a walk today. found some relegious propaganda on the ground. The ants were crawling on it: karmic justice. i think i might scan em in and show you it, that should get me a few more hits. For some reason God uses out of date archaic language. apparently he didn't see the revolution of language. Omnipresent most of the time.
Why would God be out of touch? i mean he created everything; he forsees everything, and he understands human behaviour yet he decides it's best to speak in dead language? Truly simply minded thinking, even the bible says it wasn't actually written by the Lord himself.
Which leads me to my next point, so if people are way off base about something as simple as the language God or Jeebus or whomever would speak, don't you think they could be out of touch in something say, more important? i love rhetorical questions. But surely the almighty wouldn't be out of date, after all without him there is no date!
More important than catholic/maybe mormon rhetoric, i saw a whole bunch of eye-sores today walking around westwood. Between the runners and the bikini's and the shants i was all amiss as to what the fuck i was doing in the wilderness. Quite the clash of two worlds, maybe i was just grumpy because it was hot. In truth i had nothing against these people, they just got in my way of finding anything cool to look at and such.
Except the runners. Running in all forms, even in the super-physcological is insane. When fecal matter hits the air-master 4000, i'm sure i'll get swept away by tidal waves aplenty and you'll just run to safety. This is purely justification for me hating it, which i'm beginning to think is genetic (not my inability, the constant justifying)

After discussion of some pictures i gave my dad for his birthday, it was determined i must have a really good camera.

yeah, it's horrible. he's really just a skeleton. he used to be a big man, y'know? but now, now i could pick him up with one hand. Truly sad, but maybe the important thing it tells us is that's *CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRACKLE SMASH* cosmic editing. Happy 75th. Thankfully through the course of my life i've been subjected to little death and disease. For that i am truly grateful (Zeus, Jesus, Muhammed, Buddha, whomever else might be listening with wand)
hard to disinguish what really matters. seems like nothing. don't take that as 'nothing matters in this dark tepid realm' or some other nancy-pants choir boy description of reality. i simply mean i want very little of what others seem to want other than for the purpose of impressing them (which is remote). kind of silly really, all of pretending to want the same things for social reasons. I'm beginning to understand the people we view as strange are just an extreme of our own lives we wish never to see, but do every day in the mirror. A flower is only a flower in 5600 degree daylight. 'From yesterday comes tommorow'.

the funny part is, that's what i want. when you hurt each other by intention, its alot harder to do it by accident. har.

imagined conversation

'you know, they don't call it a mixer pack so you can drink it all to yourself'. 'meh...i always was a little anti-social anyways'