success

We've all heard the expression 'we are all creatures of our environment', thought for a second or two, and accepted it. Wrong! the prisoners are creatures of their environments! The truly successful or the truly impoverished are not the chief executive or the homeless man. They are not the person who accomplishes the most or the least; they are not the person who is happy despite all else or sad inspite of it.
The reason why acting is so diffucult is because your acting being an actor doing an act inside of an act.

The truly succesful might just be the people who can escape. The people who can look at something new without prejudice. Children do this. So oddly enough, maybe to transcend robotic ways of the times and the peoples, we truly need to revert to childhood. Keep all our thoughts and ways, but not be scarred by them. Be a dish of water, it does not change shape if you add more water, because it holds no shape. It still has the added self.

'Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions.' - Einstein

'But if I touch you like this, And if you kiss me like that'

Really creeped out right now. I just saw what i would describe as a 4-6 inch beam of yellow daylight (it's 2 am) move across the floor and onto my foot. i'm no where near a window or light source or reflective surface. I'm not sure whether i hallucinated it or what the hell it was. Definately daylight. Fucking Arachnaphobia being on television. Now i'm listening to celine dion, Christ i'm such a pussy. Next i'll put on some billy joel and sip regretfully at some putrid concotion of rotten grapes and snake-oil.
i keep having this weird daydream where i'm sitting on this really comfy red couch with Ashley in some sort of opium house. there's a faint mist everywhere, a bunch of strange characters that could easily be plucked straight from Wonderland, and weirdly enough no drugs. The couch, if you could call it that, is ridiculously comfortable. Forgive my lack of words for i am furniture ignorant. It's thin, wide and long, but throughout the beast seems to clutch onto me. i daydream alot more in recent times. idle minds, as they say!
I was planning on keeping up my previous pattern of writing in coded text and riddles, but the time between writing (why i'm not sure) and the light beam of doom frankly discouraged my previous endeavours. i should probably do something, but i really don't feel like it. ignorance isn't bliss, laziness is, haha. by design laziness kills you, you know? i came up with a greater than graph to illustrate that point, but stupid blogspot thinks it's HTML. stupid blogspot. No matter, the only greater than sign that has any meaning is me = greater than yuo.

Michael Jackson has a song titled 'the lost children'

'But if I touch you like this, And if you kiss me like that'

Really creeped out right now. I just saw what i would describe as a 4-6 inch beam of yellow daylight (it's 2 am) move across the floor and onto my foot. i'm no where near a window or light source or reflective surface. I'm not sure whether i hallucinated it or what the hell it was. Definately daylight. Fucking Arachnaphobia being on television. Now i'm listening to celine dion, Christ i'm such a pussy. Next i'll put on some billy joel and sip regretfully at some putrid concotion of rotten grapes and snake-oil.

i keep having this weird daydream where i'm sitting on this really comfy red couch with Ashley in some sort of opium house. there's a faint mist everywhere, a bunch of strange characters that could easily be plucked straight from Wonderland, and weirdly enough no drugs. The couch, if you could call it that, is ridiculously comfortable. Forgive my lack of words for i am furniture ignorant. It's thin, wide and long, but throughout the beast seems to clutch onto me.
i daydream alot more in recent times. idle minds, as they say!

I was planning on keeping up my previous pattern of writing in coded text and riddles, but the time between writing (why i'm not sure) and the light beam of doom frankly discouraged my previous endeavours.

i should probably do something, but i really don't feel like it. ignorance isn't bliss, laziness is, haha. by design laziness kills you, you know? contentmentyuo



Michael Jackson has a song titled 'the lost children'

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