freedom!...

be a tool, or use a tool

there was a post in a goth group that got me ranting. usually i never respond to any of these, because i pheel that my words wouldn't be appreciated there. simple people don't like verbal weirdos infiltrating their niches. not to say that goths are simple people, just most of the posts i've seen in this group, people seem simple, and spelling seems unimportant. i try to be helpful, and they end up making me pheel like an asshole. but i read this one, and of course had something to say. i wrote this the other day, and phigured it was way too long and way too lame to post. but i decided to post it anyway. so now i'm posting it here, since this is my place to talk, because no one will bitch... because no one reads this. anonymity is a good thing. it was supposed to be just a short comment, but turned into this whole long thing. so here's the guy's post first:

Hey everyone, I'd like to talk about bullying toward gothic people. I remember when i was at high school, i had a lot of problems because i was dressed unlike "the fashion", then some people gave me the reputation of a gay/nazi/anarchist... cleaver isn't it? i'm all and the contrary lol. But i really didn't care about that because i played with that, i played with stereotypes, i mean, some people tried to bullyied me, and i answered like somebody really crazy (like if i was posseded by a demon) and i scared a lot of bitches... Until the day a guy wanted to fight with me, i kicked his ass, then nobody tried to fight against me anymore i was just "racist" because the who wanted to fight with me was mixed colored and looked like a "pakistani", so it was me the racist... But i was pretty happy because nobody wanted to touch me again. But what about you? did you have some bad experience at school, or in the street? I remember when i was a student i had another problems with "gangsta" they fought against me only because i wasn't look like "i should be" for them i was disrespectul with their religion... so we fought, and fortunatly i can defend myself. But i remember a girl in paris was unable to defend herself and have been raped just because she was goth... obviously the police did nothing... it's at the limit if police said "done well for you!" so if you have some bad experiences, share it, we'll be happy to help you as well as we can :)

and now my comment:

i find, the best way to defend yourself is not with weapons and punching, but with words. sounds stupid, but if you can outthink them, and make them pheel like a real phuking retard... you win. it's not that hard to do, they are actually retarded. i'm a writer. and a pretty good one. over the years, i've found that i'm really good with words. no one else thinks they can use words, because they never try, they don't know the right things to say, they don't think on a higher level. knowledge can kick anyone's ass. leave them speechless. don't let them get a word in, just keep cutting them down, threats are also good, but the good kind, like 'you see that teacher back there, i think she would see this, and i'm sure your parents would like to know what an asshole you are'. educate yourself, so you can be mercilessly brutal.

i'll give you an example, that, if you're smart, you can translate into your own experience. say i'm doing an interview on some idiot religious news show, and they try the old 'ambush' technique. instead of getting all flustered, which is what they want, therefore they win, instead, say something like, 'oh, oh, i get it, this is your attempt at an ambush, how's that working out for you. i see we haven't gotten past that one yet. yeah, go ahead, tear me to shreds with your words like i've done to you. show me your mind can handle this. show me your mind can battle mine. show me your mind'. they don't know what the phuk to say after that, and the interview's over. you just interviewed them on their own show, made them pheel like an asshole infront of their own audience. they won't phuk with you again. take them down before they have a chance to get a word out. unless they hire an assassin, which they've been known to do, in which case, you're screwed.

don't phuk with psychotik religious people, unless you have no fear. not even fear of dying. that means educate yourself with knowledge of the afterlife. and never believe the first lie you hear. any knowledge can be a tool. and there's plenty of knowledge out there, i'm not talking about reality tv. i'm talking about, read the wikipedia pages on reincarnation, or the cerebrum, or prophecies, or different kinds of doctorates. make yourself a scholar, and in today's information age, you can do that for free, no cost. become a wikipedia addict. i read very little compared to some people, but you'd be amazed at how much knowledge i take in. if you can translate right, you can even learn from watching reality tv. which i don't, but just to make a point. i don't watch tv. i haven't seen a commercial in several months. and i pheel so much better. if you watch youtube videos, just watch the right ones. do searches for 'bigthink', or 'terence mckenna', or 'alex jones', or anything else of that nature. smart stuff. trade entertainment for education. you'd be surprised. train yourself. start writing. and i'm not talking about emails. post a blog. and not the kind that's just a bunch of pictures. rant about how shytty your day was, and how stupid traffik was, and how people can't drive, and you had to survive. get your pheelings out, exercise your words, 'work out' the muscle that matters. sharpen your tongue. make your physikal defense a backup plan. if you punch them and knock them down, they'll eventually come back for you. if you make them pheel like a moron, they're alot more likely to stay away. if they phigure out that, to kick your ass, they have to outthink you, they'll stay home and read wikipedia. and hey, you just spread education like a virus. when we all get smarter, and evolve, we'll realize that violence is no longer necessary. the bully caveman's days are numbered. be the smart guy that cuts a few days off. and there's a huge difference between a smart man, and a thinker. if you aren't intuitive and don't think about things, being a smart man will only get you so far. a smart man can get a good job, but a thinker can realize that 'working for the man' is pointless, and can do more important shyt with their time. getting a job won't help you save the world. working for 'the man' won't help you evolve. being asshole's slave won't get you to the top of the ladder. no matter what lies they sell you. they say 'if you work for me long enuph, you'll work your way up'. bullshyt. ask around, and find out how many people that's happened to. and then try to phigure out if they were a smart man, or a thinker. thinkers may die young, but they live in history alot longer. everyone knows who einstein is. no one knows who your boss is. or who his 'hardworking' father was. there's two ways to make a name for yourself. 'get your hands dirty' as the smart man says, or 'think' as the thinker says. people will always lie to you as to which is easier. always find out the truth for yourself. you'll get knowhere believing everyone else's lies. because after all the knowledge we've learned since our caveman days, it's either to trust the bully with the gun, or believe what everone else tells you. well, truth is, no one knows shyt. the more thinking you do, the more truth you learn. and then you're armed with a weapon know won can match.

i live in the desert, and i wear a trenchcoat all year round. you know why no one phuks with me, they can see my Th3rd 3ye. they say 'aren't you hot', i say 'nope'. they say 'are you cold', i say 'nope'. and i walk away. leave them wondering. they'll be too busy wondering who the phuk you are, to come and try to punch you. i've learned alot of things in my life. one of those things, is that stupid people run from heavy words. they panik. they don't know what to do. those news programs think they can kick your ass with a prewritten set of words that they've used many times before. if you can think on your feet, be spontaneous and unpredictable, and outthink them, and if you give them an answer they weren't expecting, you abruptly cut off their speech and leave them stammering, stuttering, mumbling, babbling, and drooling. you just punched their weak brain with a dose of 'phuk you'. you taught them a lesson, 'don't phuk with someone you can't outthink, your prewritten, predictable words won't work on me'. if someone gives you shyt about being goth, you give them shyt about being 'normal', or thinking that 'normal' is the only way to be. they have no personality, they can't choose who they really want to be, or how they really want to dress, they're too scared of being different, but you have the balls to embrace your uniqueness, and they don't. you know who you really are, and they don't. you know that people who are 'normal' are in denial, and delusional, because they think there actually is such a thing as 'normal'. they're blind, look around you, there is no 'normal'. those of you who try so hard to be 'normal', are putting too much effort into something that doesn't even exist, instead of putting enuph effort into being who you really want to be. you deny your true self, maybe because you don't have a 'true self'. the difference between you and them, is that you are already smarter than they are, because you know who you are. and that's a valuable and useful piece of information to have these days. if all they can do is what everyone else is doing, then they're nuthing more than clones. if you're 'impressionable', then any idiot in the world can make an 'impression' on you. but, if you impress yourself, then you're well defined, and no idiot in the world can touch you. you've just had your first lesson in being a real badass. they may have sticks and stones, but... whoever said 'sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me'... obviously never met me. for me, the opposite is true. sticks and stones can't hurt me, because i'm armed and armoured with knowledge. if you're good enuph, you can make them pheel like a moron and regret throwing that rock, before it even hits you. making them pheel stupid can do much more damage than anything they've got. even permanent damage. when i was in elementary skool, some idiot wanted to fight me, and just being naïve and thinking of the first stupid thing that came to my mind, to try and get out of it, i said 'ok, but i won't fight you with fists, let's make it a fight of minds'. he was dumb enuph to say 'ok', so we agreed to meet in the park on the weekend. by the way, that's the dumbest move any bully can make, and if that's the best thing they can think of, it shows you just how dumb they are, and how easy to beat they are. anyway, this idiot went to the park, and waited. and waited. he came to skool on monday, and by then his anger was gone, and he probly even forgot why he was angry, but he said 'you never showed up, i sat there waiting all day'. well, he just wasted his weekend, and he ended up never hitting me. looks like i won that 'battle of the brains'. and i didn't even know what i was doing, i was just improvising. he didn't even get it. but i sure learned from it. i phigured out i had something they didn't have. something that was much better than anything they did have. and that's a good piece of knowledge to have.

by the way, if they do end up kicking your ass, you still pheel better than them, because you just phigured out how much of a retard they really are, and you get to go home and tell one hell of a story to your family and friends. then, that guy wonders why these strange people are laffing at him the next day. he pheels like a real asshole. and i'd bet you that he pheels worse than he made you pheel. bruises will hurt for a little while, but wounded pheelings can potentially last a lifetime. especially in stupid panicky idiots who don't know any better. if you put them in therapy for the rest of their life, you win. i wonder if this whole thing is dumb enuph to post. dumb as a blog post. you can be a tool, or you can use a tool. my tool is bigger.

bob saget's wild porno bloopers

i had a dream that i was watching some porno video, that was a combination of extremely risky and daring publik things, and bloopers of publik things gone wrong. and it was set to the muzik of enya. like this one guy, was standing up against a wall, next to an old lady, who was apparently waiting for a cab or something, and he's standing there just yanking his doodle, and she doesn't even notice, and just keeps talking to him. she doesn't notice till just before she sees his manjuice shooting out of his dangle, and she almost has a heartattack, but she looks a bit turned on. this video was phuking hilarious, and apparently, other people in this weird apartment building i was in, were watching it, too. this building looked like it was still being built, and under cunstruction, and everything was still bare wood (pun intended), and no actual walls, just the wooden beams everywhere, but people were sitting in rooms watching their tvs and eating pulled pork pizzas, and laffing at this really long video full of clips of publik scenes of all kinds, and riddled with bloopers of all kinds. if that 'phunniest home videos' show was a little more openminded, this would've been the prize winner. hell, they did have bob saget on their show, and he's a filthy mutherphuker. he's also quite an idiot, which is probly why he was perfect for their show. anyone who's dumb enuph to do that show, is dumb enuph to do anything, so i'm sure we could get him to host this erotik comedy special. in the dream, it phelt like this video was a full length movie, about two hours long, cause i kept seeing new things while i was walking around doing whatever the hell else. at one point, it looked like i was helping to build the building. that's a phunny term, isn't it. shows a lack of creativity for whoever came up with those words. build the building. yeah. or 'i'm building a building'. you sure are. who's the big building builder. yes, you are, aren't you. look at those cute little cheeks, now go play with your little hammer. yeah. he left his thinking cap on too long.

i'm a loser, baby

if i ever do that stupid loser 'L' on my forehead thing, i'm going to do it with the wrong hand, and see if anyone notices, and if they do notice, 'you know you did the wrong hand, right', say 'yes, to make myself look like even more of a loser than they are, yes, just pointing out the hypocrisy of loserdom, cause usually the guy doing the forehead loser thing turns out to be more of a loser than the guy he's doing it to'. unless you're george w. bush doing the forehead loser thing to dick cheney, in which case we enter into such a contradictory standoff, that the universe just disappears, and all that is left, is lewis black standing between two starbucks.

and when i publish this post, it has a box where i can type 'labels for this post', which i never do, but then it gives examples, 'e.g. scooters, vacation, fall', as if that's all that anyone ever talks about, or is supposed to talk about. and i wonder why no one reads my blog. actually, i don't wonder, i like complete anonymity. i'm the world's greatest unknown.

one last thing, about my 'only the strong survive' post. a few years ago, we heard on the news, that two cops were involved in a shootout with one man. each cop emptied two clips and point blank range. POINT... BLANK... RANGE... and no one hit a damned thing. nuthing. i'll repeat that. two cops emptied two clips each at POINT BLANK RANGE... and HIT NUTHING. did you really get the full effect of that. do i need to say it again. two cops and one man had a shootout at POINT... BLANK... RANGE... and hit NUTHING. did you really get it that time. one man. two cops. three guns. four clips. no hits. and a partridge in a phuking graveyard. yeah, the news said the bird saw this shootout, and while it was not wounded, it died laffing.

for the verbally challenged

i'm going to say something that's going to put an end to the whole 'offensive language' debate... right phuking now. if they think we're 'juvenile' because we use adult language, then why do they call it 'adult language'. look at the movie rating for any movie you watch, it's called 'adult language'. we're adults, we can use that language. that's one of the cool things we get to do when we turn eighteen; smoke cigarettes, watch porn, and cuss up a storm. it's helpful when we get to tell our parents to phuk off. you're an adult now. if they think we're being 'juvenile', because we use adult language, in reality, they're the ones being 'juvenile', because they're choosing to be offended by a word. it's just a word, it's not a bullet like you use on us, it's not going to hurt you, it's a word. and the fact that you use the whole 'children' excuse to put an 'r' rating on our movies, makes you the hypocrite. because children can handle alot more shyt than you think they can. hell, they can handle alot more shyt than you can. you know when i first used my first adult word, was about eight years old. when i heard my first adult word was alot younger than that, from my psychotik, hateful, evil, sadistik, hypocritikal grandmother, who now says she's never used that language, and tries to censor me when i use it. for those of you who don't know, that's the definition of a hypocrite, right phuking there. look it up, it will use some adult words far beyond your vocabularikal understanding. you know when i saw my first porno mag, that was actually a penthouse, and not just a playboy, was about eight years old. and look how i turned out. just phuking fine. i'm more normal and mature than any of the rest of you. you may not think so, but i sure do, cause i have a more squeegee'd and more mature, adult perception of what 'normal' really is. i got rid of all those hangups when i was eight years old. you think we're being 'juvenile' because we choose to not limit our freedom of speech, and use language that we're entitled to as adults. you're the ones that call it 'adult language', which means that you're the ones being 'juvenile' and immature by choosing to get offended by 'adult language'. you're being children. and you're not being normal children, you're being maldeveloped children in a dysfunctional family, with many drug addictions, delusions, skizophrenia, and all that good shyt, because any child that i've ever known, uses adult language, smokes cigarettes, drinks beer, watches pornography, listens to adult muzik, watches the good movies, and is more mature than you. that's the majority of children in the world can handle more 'adult' shyt than you can. so you're just using this whole 'children' excuse just to protect your own ears, and to put 'r' ratings on our movies, to label us as some sort of deviants, that makes you the hypocrite. you are the deviant, the deviation from the 'norm', you are the hypocrite, and hypocrisy is the real 'offensive language'. people who don't have 'protection' grow up to be alot stronger than you'll ever be. and having 'authority' doesn't make you strong. you're the ones choosing to get offended by 'adult language'. not the rest of us. you are the ones who call it 'adult language' ninety percent of the world, including children, uses adult language. you are the ones who call it 'adult language', you are the ones who call it 'offensive language', you are the ones who let your fragile little minds get offended by words, you are the ones who consider it to be any sort of language other than just plain normal language. and may i remind you, in that respect, you are the extreme minority. look around you. take one of your little polls. do your research. this world is phuked up. if you don't have the balls to say 'this world is phuked up', then you are the problem, and we're coming for you. consider that next time you try to censor me, or try to limit me like you limit yourself, or cut me down to your level. thanks to acid, i'm higher than you, and you can't reach me. you are the minority, in every way. people forget that, because you use a different word, the word 'elite' translates to 'minority'. let me run that little factoid by you again. ninety percent of the world, including children, uses adult language. that means that the ten percent of the world who are immature, childish, juvenile, whiny little weakminded adults like you, are choosing to be offended by a word. debate over. i just won that shyt. and i just won that shyt, because i choose to not limit my speech, or weaken my mind, and i choose to use all words. i use the best words, i use the words that really phuking punch. i don't limit myself verbally, unlike those of you who are verbally challenged.

record label pussies

note to self: one of these days, i should write a song called 'rock and roll pussies'. and have it say that if you aren't just beating those drums to death with every last bit of energy you have, then you're a pussy. and also talk about how i dare any rapper to try to play fear factory's 'replika', or strapping young lad's 'detox'. and try to rhyme parts of that. like def leppard and poison, a bunch of pussies, and also rappers and pop stars that can't write their own songs, or play any instruments. just really make the case for how they're all just a bunch of pussies. and how the record label does everything, and the pop singer just stands on stage and lipsyncs like a little puppet. use references to how i read on wikipedia about 'paramore', that they wanted to make the girl singer a pop star, and she says 'no, i want to be a rock singer with my band behind me', and the record execs, and i quote, 'decided to go along with her wishes'. as if they didn't have to. man, if that doesn't sound phuking soulless and fake and wrong. how could we have that sort of horseshyt in this world, how could we allow that, as artists, as muzicians, isn't it our responsibility to keep those phukers out of our bizness. they own and cuntrol everything, they own and cuntrol all of us. any piece of art or muzik out there is cuntrolled by a record company who doesn't have the talent to do it themselves. like sonik syndicate; nuclear blast, the most asshole label out there, wants to cuntrol the direction of their muzik. they should have the balls to stand up to this label, and say 'if you want muzik that sounds that way, why don't you make it. don't tell us what muzik to write, do it your phuking self. we're not little monkeys you teach to fetch you a beer, we're not children doing skool lessons, we're rockstars, godddamnit, we don't answer to anyone, especially you. i could write a whole album on that subject alone. all these fake phuking panzy posers out there. a song obviously needs to be written that just really tears them all a new one. as if i haven't written enuph of those already. but i think, exploring that particular, specifik subject, obviously hasn't been done properly yet, so leave it to yours untruly, ozztek undustries, to put that phuking message out there, cause no one else has the balls to do it. those are the same people who don't have the balls to stand up to their record labels. or make their muzik without a label. with downloading, the record labels are becoming less and less necessary. 'we want to make this girl a pop singer'. they choose a girl, based solely on her pretty looks and her pretty voice, just another pretty face, and they stick her on a stage, and say 'here, sing these songs'. and she does it. you want to know why. she's a robot with no soul. you're paying money to see a soulless robot puppet, and the puppet strings are right above the stage, being held by record execs. that's your muzikal world, because you didn't have the balls to stand up to these greedy phuks, and say 'keep your greedy phuking hands out of my muzik'. just the fact that a record company can say 'we want to make this girl a pop singer', means that they have way too much cuntrol, they can do whatever the phuk they want, and they know that we won't resist, because 'we want money'. well, sorry, but you aren't getting my vote or my dollar. they have all that cuntrol, and no resistance, they can do whatever they want, because they have all of our money. if we stop buying muzik, and start downloading it, they lose power. so they get angry, and try to stop us from getting free muzik. you buy a cd for twenty bucks. only a tiny percentage of that twenty bucks actually goes to the artist, the rest goes to the record label, and they use that money to feed you a bunch of soulless horseshyt. how do i know this. because i have a brain, a soul, and i see the puppet strings. there are no strings above me, i speak freely. no one owns me. i can't be bought. because i'm not in it for the money, i'm in it because i have a message of truth to get out there. they don't want the truth spoken, so they'll kill me as soon as they can, just to shut me up. just ask bill hicks, or john lennon. but as long as i breathe, i'll keep talking, because coma patients need to hear this shyt. watch the tv miniseries called 'alice', if you're not too busy watching reality tv. watch something with a little imagination to it. it was aired in 'ohnine, it's losely based on the 'alice in wonderland' story. it's very 3yeopening to someone who's already awake, and sees the strings. i'm in this shyt just to get my message out there. because, when i die, what's going to be more important; the money in my wallet...

or my message in the veins of the world.

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this is my rap song, for all you tards and haters
since it's the only way to get thru those sedaters
you think you're so cool, but i remain skeptikal
unless you can try to play fear factory's 'replika'
i dare you to play strapping young lad's 'detox'
and you think i'm weak, because i can't 'box'
but i'll shove a guitar thru the back of your skull
just to show you that you can really be that dull
now just repeat that about forty times to get it
and it will really offend you all, if you let it
you've got to understand something sometime never
we can't just stay in elementary skool forever
grow the phuk up and buy your parents some condoms
and you say i wronged 'em? damn near killed 'em!

only the strong survive

poll: what do people most want to protect in their antisopathetik campaign:

freedom of expression
freedom of speech
online piracy
social networks
comphort zone (comphort has 'zones'? as in 'limits'?)
bizness interests (that's all that this is about: money)
other

my answer: you should've put an option there for 'all of the above', cause that's what i would choose. 'freedom' does not have limits. even if we do. (but, when it all comes down, what would i really choose. nuthing. take away whatever you want, we'll still evolve beyond you).

and for people who download, calling us 'pirates' is a little elementary, don't you think. immature, unimaginative, juvenile. we're not johnny depp on a phuking boat. i have asked people this question, and just get back blank stares: who needs more money; the rich people making the album, or the poor people buying the album. the movie and muzik industries are not hurting for cash, they're just greedy. there is a difference. you'd do well to keep that in mind during this 'debate' (aka, illogikal madness).

do you ever look at the download numbers on any one torrent? it's usually no more than about two thouzand. and that, when most artists are selling five hundred thouzand copies of each album, seems a little greedy, don't you think. besides, they're copies. takes about a dollar to make each copy, and you're charging twenty bucks for each copy. that's nineteen dollars of profit. and if you took responsibility for yourself, and didn't need to pay for a greedy and pointless record label that 'chose you', most of that money would be yours. here's five bucks, buy a calculator.

the government is trying to take away our freedom of speech, freedom of expression, and just about every other freedom that comes with the internet. these are the same people that ignore our constitution. and i say 'our constitution', because it's certainly not theirs. they ignore the first ammendment, and do every abusive thing they can to take that freedom away. first of all, it's not a 'freedom' that should be given to us by our government and untrusted leaders, we should be naturally born with it. no one has cuntrol or authority over any kind of freedom. that negates the meaning of 'freedom'. these are the same people who ignore the 'freedom of assembly' part, and pepperspray peaceful, nonviolent protestors in the face. i've seen it with my own 3yez, and my squeegee'd Th3rd 3ye, protestors sitting down in a line, and a cop just walking by them, spraying massive amounts of pepperspray right in their faces. can someone say 'police brutality', or 'abuse of power'. these are the same people who murdered gandhi. these are the same people who shot and killed four students at kent state. and we keep letting them get away with it, because they sell us the excuse of 'security'. security from who. these are the same people who kill countless peaceful protesters and other people everyday. and by 'other people', i mean that they can't aim their guns right, and end up killing innocent bystanders all the time, but do they ever get punished. the whole 'job security' thing is only for them. they kill innocent bystanders, people who are not even protesting, just peaceful citizens on their way to work. you just ended that person's life with your ignorance, psychotikally waving your gun around in a crowded street like a phuking madman, letting bullets fly wherever, and taking people's lives who you've never met, don't know anything about, and haven't even been granted the permission to take their life. you probly just killed the one lawyer who could've saved your life. or you probly just killed the guy who had the ability to make our world a better place. you'll never know, because you're too busy killing people to find out who that guy was. if you're going to kill someone, you should maybe do your research better. but, then again, you're trying to take away wikipedia. because knowledge is a bad thing. you know what makes it possible for you to watch your televangelists on tv. knowledge. that's right. some smart thinker invented that tv. without knowledge, you would've never set foot out of the garden of eden. you'd have no technology, no cellphone, no tv, no house, no suit and tie, no bulletproof car to save your life while you're taking the lives of countless others. all you'd have is a tree, a few apples, and a snake. if anyone deserves to have their lives taken from them, it's you. not only did you take a freedom we should be naturally born with, and turn it into a 'government given' freedom, but now you're trying to take that freedom away, because you gave yourself the 'authority' to do so, by manufacturing enemies and excuses. it is not a 'government given' freedom, therefore you can't take it away. just because you're a psychotik caveman with a gun, doesn't mean you have any more authority than any of us. 'authority' is a delusion. an illness of a powerhungry mind. the internet is taking us into a new world, where no one has or needs authority. and that scares you. so you're doing everything you can to stomp that little freedom out. well, best of luck to you, because evolution favours the 'fittest', meaning the most intelligent, not the most psychotik, or the man with the most money or guns, both of which you made for yourself, but evolution, whether you like it or not... i guess i should say, whether your god tells you to deny it or not, does exist, and has been around for eternity. and your days are numbered, no matter how you look at it. so run in fear, you little cockroaches, run in fear, sell us fear and excuses, and try to survive in any way you can. freedom does not have limits. fear, on the other hand, does. one of those hands is getting cut off. like in the old days, when you steal, they cut off your hand. correct me if i'm wrong, but i believe that was you. well, we may be stealing muzik that should be free anyway, but you're trying to steal our freedoms that you don't have the power to steal, no matter how delusional you are. so say goodbye to those hands. and your head, while we're at it. we outnumber you. it's only a matter of time. toodles.

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update: you're going to love this. this socalled 'freethinker' whose poll i commented on, replied to my comment saying 'freedom does not have limits'. he said 'freedom to kill, freedom to be killed, there must be limits somewhere'. so i replied, 'wouldn't that contradict with 'freedom to live'? freedom to kill is not a freedom, neither is freedom to be killed. we need to step out of this psychotik and homicidal nightmare, and learn to evolve in harmony. that is a freedom'. people have phuked up understandings of 'intelligence' and 'freedom' and other words that should mean what they say. only a psychotik and illogikal mind in this world would think that murder is a freedom. those are the people that think anarchy won't work. if there weren't governmental order, people would just go nuts, and would be complete chaos. no, the idiots would all kill eachother, and we would live in peace, because we're smart, thinkers, and know how to hide until the 'chaos' stops. does no one know this. it's called logik. 'if we didn't have a government, people would just go nuts', yeah, and you're one of them. look around you. the world is already chaotik enuph, the government commits mass genocide everyday, and we let them get away with it. that's 'freedom to kill'. if we had real freedom, and no governmental limits, i'm sure we'd do just fine. what reason would we have to kill eachother. think about it. please. do us a favour, and think. the government is the enemy, not us. do i really have to do the world's thinking, is that my responsibility. even these people who are 'fighting for freedom', don't even really know what freedom is. they think it's the freedom to check their email. that's what they're fighting for. freedom... does not have limits. even if we do. if we let you out of the cage, and your first instinct is to kill someone, instead of running free and enjoying freedom, then you're the problem. there are, believe it or not, some of us who would not kill anyone, but instead run free, and enjoy freedom. not all of us are psychotik and stupid. some of us are fighting for true freedom. the fact that i have to clarify and say 'true freedom' instead of just 'freedom' means that something is wrong. maybe, before we let you out of this cage, we can give you a dictionary. if you tear it up and try to eat it, we know not to open that particular cage. if you read it, and learn the true definition of 'freedom', and appreciate it, then your cage gets opened. how's that, is that the deal we can make. it's called logik. religious people think logik and thinking are bad things. religious people are responsible for more deaths than any thinker. religious people are holding us prisoner. hence the whole 'freedom' idea. come on, do i really have to teach this class of elementary students and monkeys, or can we get to more important subjects already. can we all understand the real meanings of the words i'm using. 'evolution' is not the name of a cellphone, or a videogame. 'freedom' is not something you can buy in a store, or something you have to fight for. 'freedom' does not have limits. look it up. if you put a chain around 'freedom', then it's not free, is it. if you put limits on freedom, it's not freedom. well, class, i think we've learned our lesson today, about how and why 'only the strong survive'. actually, i'm going to clarify that line, and i'm going to say 'only the smart survive' or 'only the sane survive'.

and, once again, i was met with nuthing but blank stares...

world war madness

the dumbest thing about world war one, was not how many cuntries fought, or how many people died, which are both astonishing numbers, but rather the fact that the war was ended by the signing of treaties. like treats for the good little fighters and puppets. the fact that the leaders stayed indoors and signed papers, while followers were dying in massive numbers. a hundred and thirtyfive cuntries fought, and more than fifteen million people died. and then, don't forget about world war two. obviously, those 'treaties'... didn't work. around sixty million people died. it was madness, everyone was attacking everyone, and no one was sane. you can't tell me that wasn't all planned. for the allies to win, and the bad guys to lose, after so many people were murdered by the leaders. the leaders have led us down a dark, blind path of hopeless, psychotik suicide. wasted lives. it's all about power and money. and no one thinks there's anything wrong with that. even to this day. patriotism is a disease. an interesting fact about world war two, as said on wikipedia, is 'between fifty and seventy million people died'. that means that in the madness of mass murder, and ultimate manufactured chaos and conphuzion, around twenty million people were just forgotten about. there were too many deaths to count. their fighting meant nuthing, they died in meaningless martyrdom. the kicker, is that 'martyrdom' is seen as a good thing. whoever sold us the 'war' idea, was a con artist of the worst kind, but we were the dumbest consumers of all, because we bought it, hook line and blood. we're on the titanik. and we also bought the consumerism lie, when they told us to go shopping, to buy their worthless products, to give them all our money and 'support' the war. we are sheep. it's never been 'we, the people', that was an illusion created to give us false hope that we had some sort of power. the worst thing the war did, was distract us, and blind us from the truth, so the faceless, secure leaders could sit behind closed doors, and do whatever they want to us. we weren't fighting for our security, we were fighting for theirs. an orchestrated amerikan nightmare. world cuntrol, world domination. paid for with our blood. we have been sold. we bought the lie, and now they own us. and the mask of it all, was the word 'superpower', as if just plain and simple 'power' wasn't good enuph. the more money, the more blood, the stronger they get, and the more 'power' we lose, and the more they own us. it's never been 'we, the people'. it's 'we, the sheeple'. the whole 'war' idea taught us to be completely psychotik to eachother, instead of our leaders. it taught us to trust our leaders, and not eachother. and combined with religion, it was the greatest lie ever sold. you can see it in the crack between church and state. we have no power. and they don't just have power over their manufactured 'enemies', they have cuntrol over all of us. we handed it over, in exchange for 'security'. we were already secure. they were the bullies in the caves, and somewhere along the way, they convinced us to protect them. it wasn't the people we killed who were the enemy. it was the faceless leaders sitting securely behind closed doors, and giving the order for their blind, obedient masses and followers to go out and kill as many of eachother as they could, just so the 'leader' could get more power over more people. more blood, more money, more cuntrol, more souls. all the 'power' you need is in your hands. stop killing yourselves, and point that gun higher. after the war, the united nations was set up to develop support between cuntries, and to prevent future wars. looks like that didn't work either. it was a lie, the united nations was set up to manufacture wars, as they spit humans out of factory assembly lines to fight these wars, and think they're doing something good. it was the leaders standing together behind a wall, exchanging puppet strings and green sanity. then the cold war, what a great name, began between the two superpowers. are you seeing the colours of christmas yet. the cold war, the civil war, or how about the name 'the war to end all wars', they sure know how to name these things, leaving only a hint at what they're really doing, and we don't see it. that's just a test to see how blind we are. like looking at tiny letters on a lit up box. if you look closely, you can see the strings over us being pulled, as we're running thru those fields with guns, taking the lives of our fellow humans, with no knowledge of the afterlife or reincarnation. and if you look at who's pulling those strings, it's all the leaders, standing together. and then, the 'decolonization' of asia and afrika, where those cuntries were given their 'independence', and at the same time, politikal integration, the process of 'uniting cuntries'. the separation of the other cuntries, and the unity of our cuntry for more power against them. and we even celebrate 'independence day'. that's a good one. conphuzing, isn't it. drawing lines on a map, to separate the masses into prejudiced sections, telling us we're different from eachother in ways we don't even fully understand. that's a great distraction. not to mention the 'economik recovery'. where did all that money go. it disappeared along with our sanity. and their wallets mysteriously got bigger. why do they need our money, they already own everything. they even own shyt that shouldn't be owned. why does the value of money constantly fluxuate. i've seen that green colour before, when i was locked in a mental home, a prison for thinkers, or anyone who's not 'normal'. and i've seen darkness of the worst kind in the pockets of humanity. there must be some sort of superhuman power in those green dollar bills, the more money they take from us, meaning the poorer we get and the richer they get, the more power they have to cuntrol our souls. we don't just hand over green paper, we hand over our sanity, and walk away with a book about god's childish gluttony for cuntrol. i wonder which one of them created the term 'the rich get richer and the poor get poorer'. that was a great observation of an undetected lie. you know how to catch a liar in a lie... ask them the same question twice. you don't need a machine to tell you if someone's lying, you just need common sense. you need to outthink them. and liars are always pretty phuking stupid. they're dumb enuph to lie in the first place. but we lied when we said we trusted our leaders. and that lie gave them more cuntrol over us, and gave us less knowledge of ourselves. are you starting to wonder how this works yet. connecting any dots. they can kill us, but we can't kill them. they don't even kill us, they tell us to kill eachother, and we do it. we waste our lives, we die for nuthing, and we should be proud. our families should be proud, because we were heroes, and defended our cuntry and fought for freedom. no, we dove headfirst into psychotik insanity. if you have to fight for freedom, then it's not free. you are not free. you are a slave staring at your own death. the 'high cost of freedom', means you don't pay for it with green paper sanity, you pay for it with your life. and we're also told to kill anyone who tries to tell us differently. those are not strings above us, they're nooses. and when we die, what do we get for all our hard work, and giving up our lives... a white stone in a field of uniformity, and we're lucky if they put our name on it. the more obedient you are, the better chance you have to see your name on a stone, as you finally see what the madness was all about. we're not fighting for 'freedom' anymore, we're fighting for survival, and that's something to fight for. the next great war will be the ghost war. there's power in numbers. the question is, who's power. twenty million people lost in the blood and dust of history, and forgotten about. that could've been you. now, i think you know where to point that gun they gave you.

comaudience

the audience doesn't want you to scream at them, but they need you to scream at them. you need to shock them awake, shake them out of their buttery amerikan coma. otherwise, they won't want to hear the truth. they'd buy anything but. they spend so much money on the lie, they wouldn't know the truth if it was wrapped up like a shiny product. drugs, food, cellphones, rap muzik, reality tv, talentless famous sluts and boy bands and beaver and minimum, we're all the problem, but we have so many issues, including denial, that we accuse all the right people of having our problems. i would know, my own mother and my ex act that way. i know the problem, which gives me the ability to call all of you on all your issues. my mom told me the other day, that i don't know anything about psychology, then i had my very sane, very intelligent, very cool doctor tell me i am not crazy. who would i believe. question everything. question everything, or you will not survive. humanity will not survive. we are already extinct, we're just drugged so far deep into this delusion, we don't know it yet. the puppet masters have taken cuntrol, and we're phuked. we bought their cellphones and watched their puppet show, and were too complacent to get off our asses and take back our freedom. freedom we should be born with and have naturally, not have loaned to us by our faceless parental phigures, and then taken away when we're too phuking docile to notice. how those two words look eerily similar. choose one or the other, but make a phuking choice. don't just cower and let them kill you. act one, was the amerikan dream, the birth of mcdonald's, and the death of jfk. act two, the dream turned into a nightmare. at this point of the puppet show, they want all your money. the president tells you, 'i want you to go shopping', but you never wonder why, cause the products are so shiny to buy. act three, the nightmare turns into a coma, with paris hilton, justin beaver's haircut, lady gagwhore's third attempt at talentless slut popularity, and for the grand finale, the audience dies. wake the phuk up.

it's a distraction. you can be a wake and bake, or a shake awake.

earplugs and no hugs

my mother is the type of person that always has to have the last word. but she never says anything relevant. she just always says shyt that's so illogikal, that i have no choice but to argue it. and then, not only does she put the earplugs in and shut off, but never understands anything i say. arguing with her has become like arguing with my grandmother, but mom denies that she's anything like her mother. i'm trapped in a duststorm. not just in this world, but in my own house. i can't get away from illogikal babble, and i can't find anyone in this world who understands logik. i've said before, einstein would be ashamed. apparently, she misunderstood timothy leary, too. instead of 'turn on, tune in, drop out', she heard it as 'turn off, tune out, and keep babbling'.

logik metal

thinker metal. cerebral metal. alien metal. anything but numetal. i am not phuking numetal. there's no such thing as numetal. numetal is a temporary genre. what are you going to call the next genre, really new metal? post new metal? godsmack is clearly not the same genre as chimaira. get it straight. how about visceral cerebral metal. a couple of words that rappers can't look up in the dictionary. there you go. a rap proof genre. let's see those moronik phukers infiltrate this one. mom once told me that queensrÿche was considered by some to be 'the thinking man's rock and roll'. along with maybe dream theater, and a few others. the first signs of progressive metal, in the early nineties. well, i've evolved lightyears beyond them. they're still in elementary skool compared to where i've gone. i'm not oldskool, i'm not newskool, i'm postcollege of life. i offer my fans the truth, in a shocking light. bring them out of that coma with a taser on acid. we need to move beyond those snappy tunes on the radio. shoot the radio. stop letting idiots cuntrol what you listen to. i will stand alone for a while, as the true thinking man's metal. metamuzikal alienmetal. urging, demanding others to join me on this level. daring others to join me on this level. they call me 'taser salad'.

man, i love redheads ii

i phelt like updating my old picture.

tatu, obviously, on cad. modified by me.

the frame shows 'red hair, black thoughts' by hart worx.

the window shows gemma craven, who you can't find online anymore.

the wallpaper in the background is of the sydney opera house, in australia.

and the style is xoddx by wb skinner.

the start menu icons are called zippo, for iconpackager.

and, of course, bunches o' shyt not shown.

zeon abraxis

in the movie 'not another teen movie', the girl's name is janey, and dude tries to sing her a song with her name in it, so he sings her 'janie's got a gun', and everyone around her looks at her and freaks, 'janey's got a gun, quick, run away'. so i just saw a name in the credits for kickass, 'ashley stowle', which i assume is pronounced 'stole', so if you see her in a store, and call her name, 'ashley stowle', and the employees look at her, and say 'she's stealing, get her!', and they tackle her. see, if you have a pointless, completely meaningless and stewpid sounding name that doesn't define you as a person, as who you are, if you just have the name of an object or some lame, basik shyt, you could get in trouble. it's time to dump 'bob', and 'joe', and all the thirty billion people with those names, into a phuking black hole, and start being creative. no one ever said we have to copy what everyone else does, or name our children after some other idiot, or keep the same names and utter ridiculousness of labeled idiotudinal embarrassmentality going for a million years, and stay stuck in the same stagnant tarpit of uncreativity and unoriginality and ununiqueness, no one ever said that. we don't have to remain confined to undefined verbal boredom. i'm going to name my next child 'evolve!' (including the exclamation point), how do you like that, neil n' bob tardphukers! and her middle name will be 'thinker'... 'evolve! thinker draven', eternal sister child of rayne miakota, leary samana, newton, sputnik, and my other future child, zion abraxis. none of my children slash minions are ever going to be called 'bob', how uncreative can you possibly get, phuking think! evolve! 'mutate! come home in glory!' (quoted from timothy leary).

headlines and asscracks

headline: mustardstaine poser finds god.

...and i just found the remote, see ya.

news flash: i just read on wikipedia, dave mustaine is now a born again christian. what idiot, especially a metalhead, what idiot could pick up a bible, and think 'wow, that changed my life'. how dumb do you have to be to not see thru their shyt. i know dave is a total actor and poser, and doesn't have a true self to admit to, but did he have to go that far to prove it. i'm not blind, i can pick up a bible, read the first sentence, and think, 'oh, that's a load of horseshyt'. am i the only one who's immune to that phuking book of lies. like getting sucked into a black hole, or getting picked up by a worm on a hook. i guess it's because i'd rather have shrimp than worms, so i'll pass. that's not all i have ranted about, about mustardstain, he hates mexicans and fags, too. what a phuking tool. he's an actor, a fake, a phony panzy pussy poser pantywearing prick, and the worst embarrassment to metal. he's down there with korn and limp bizkit, living like cockroaches, and feeding on korn and limp bizkits, and dying a horrible megadeth sometime soon, so stay tooned. and can someone educate me on something, when did we lose our creativity, and start naming our metal bands after food. that's just as bad as a rapper idiot naming himself after a candy. he'll rot your teeth, and your brain!

and i think mustardstain is conphuzed and hiding in a dark closette.

the next step is ours

well, all those youtube videos about october twentyeight, aaand... nuthing happened. yet another prediction date that came and went, and nuthing happened. which could mean any number of possible theories. my guess, is that the people in cuntrol of this stupid world, have temporarily shut off the evolution switch, or are keeping us in a delusion so deep, that it makes the amerikan dream look like someone huffing glue and spacing out. either way, i think the answer is, we need to wake up. in more ways than one. on many different levels, literal, metaphorik, metamorphik, and possibly even ethereally. we grew thumbs for a reason. perhaps it's time we find out why. flip the switch. turn the light on. tell the neanderthal bully he doesn't know who he's phuking with. his time is up. put that wetbehindtheears salamander with thumbs back in his place. in the water. if nature won't take the first step and help us evolve, maybe we need to have the balls to take the next step. maybe they're all waiting for us to step up to the plane. stop being led by a parental phigure of any kind, and start taking responsibility for ourselves. tell daddy to shove it. we all know what that means. we all know what the answer is. it's time to have the balls to admit it to ourselves.

complaints and riddances

if you're not pissed off, then you're not paying attention. i'm pissed off that not enuph people are pissed off. she asked me, 'are you just going to go thru life being an asshole. does that make you happy'... first of all, i'm not the asshole. the people who are phuking us everyday, and destroying the planet, the people i'm bitching about all the time, they are the assholes, but no one realizes or admits that, they all just want to blame me, or everyone but themselves. i'm the problem, cause i'm pissed off, i'm the asshole. if it means being more awake than everyone else, and realizing that there's alot of shyt in this world to be pissed off about, then yeah, it's an extra plus on my side. no one else uses their right to be pissed off, and they all tell me that i'm not supposed to get pissed off. i've got enuph anger for everyone, but i'm never allowed to get pissed off. phuk that. that just pisses me off even more. if you want me to not get so pissed off, then do something to make me phuking happy.

yet another unheard complaint

blogger updated their interface, and just like all the other updates that phuk everything up, i didn't like it. so they asked for feedback, but when i clicked 'submit', they basikally said 'we don't want to hear it, we don't give a shyt what your opinions are, so phuk off'. but, they of course couldn't say that, so they actually said 'something bad happened'. yeah, was there 'bad' language involved? something like 'phuk off and die'?. so, anyway, i thought i'd post it here, just incase i ever get the chance to actually send this to them. but, something tells me they wouldn't give a shyt anyway. no one does anymore. it seems like the word 'progress' has taken on a whole new evility. my entire computer experience is being redesigned for idiots, and not for people like me. when did logik become a bad thing.

don't shock people with a completely new layout, update it slowly, piece by piece, so people can get used to each thing, and learn how to use it, instead of learning where everything is all at once. i liked the old interface, i saw nothing wrong with it, it was easy to use, and i knew where everything was. i saw where there could be some improvements, like organization, but what i just saw was the complete opposite of what i would've done. i couldn't find or understand anything, and was very confused. the majority of the page was stuff i would never use, and the things i did use often, were gone. many of the updates i've seen lately, for anything, they always make features for what 'the average user' would do, but no one considers anymore what 'everyone' would want, so they take out features that i use regularly. and, of course, when i try to submit this, 'something bad happened'. why am i not surprised. that seems to happen a lot lately. why do i get the feeling people don't want to hear my feedback. they make me waste my time on this form, and then 'oops'. if you're going to ask for feedback, at least make it work right.

how about not taking out any features at all. no one can ever explain why they remove features i use. what does it hurt to keep those features. how about putting all your features into neatly organized menus. so i can click on 'blog' and 'create new blog' or 'edit blog', or 'create new post' or 'edit post'.

food chain gang

(inspired by the line in the last post, 'looking for inferior beasts to munch on'). we are the ones who created 'the food chain', and put ourselves at the top of it, just because we invented guns. not a good invention. animals still kill people everyday. but we still think that we're the top of the food chain, cause we just had a steak. did we take that steak directly from the cow, or did we order it from a chef, and buy it. that does not constitute our food chain status. sure, we can kill a cow and eat it, but can we kill a tiger with our bare hands, or better yet, just our teeth, and eat it. we didn't get to the top of the food chain by being smart, but rather bloodthirsty and psychotik. we're thugs with forks. we're selfish, greedy, pretentious animals. there is no 'food chain', therefore we are not at the top of it. why does it have to be a pyramid, why not a circle, or better yet, a cycle. we eat cows, lions eat us, cows eat lions, and lizards are just snacks.

handshakes and mistakes

i just think that the act of shaking hands is a really stupid, pointless, uncomphortable human thing to do. it doesn't give any additional introductory value. really, what do you learn about a person when you do that. what intellectual sustenance does that elementary gesture carry. so you know what his hand pheels like, so what, good for you, you just traded germs and cooties with a stranger, in a simple action you may regret later, good going, sport. that gesture came from the same elementary, lower reptilian brain, kill or be killed mentality that got us into this mess in the first place, where we think we need the security of shaking someone's hand, in order to pheel comphortable talking to them. like you can pheel more secure, you can trust someone if you shake their hand. and what a stupid gesture to think of, to communicate or ensure trust, than 'grab someone's hand, and shake it'. if we really wanted to know if we could trust someone, we should smash our phuking brains together like rocks, and see if we get a spark. and how many people who hate eachother, still shake hands, just to look 'proper', or give the deceiving appearence of 'friendship'. unevolved lizards have no clue what 'proper' is, and yet they overuse it, and build a society around it. we are not civilized, no matter how much we lie to ourselves, we are bloodthirsty beasts in a jungle of darkened mind functions, looking for inferior beasts to munch on, just to survive and better understand our dogmatik structured strict socalled moral beliefs that keep us in the illuzion that we're sophisticated human beings with suits and ties. just because we have the ability to talk, doesn't mean we've developed it enuph to understand what the phuk we're saying. and we communicate this by grabbing onto eachother's barely unwebbed grubby phalanges, and introducing ourselves as some redundant name like 'bob'. how about we communicate our level of intelligence and universal comprehension by tattooing our iq levels and greatest intellectual accomplishments on our forehead, and walking around with a squeegee stuck in our stupid short hairdos. we're sophisticated monkeys with thumbs. syncronicity has yet to dawn on our collective selective horizon. we're just waiting for the apple to fall a little further from our tree.

blame it on the reign

The Oracle: this is from 'the god delusion'. thought you could use it somewhere. it says alot. The take-home message is that we should blame religion itself, not religious extremism - as though that were some kind of terrible perversion of real, decent religion. Voltaire got it right long ago: 'Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.' So did Bertrand Russell: 'Many people would sooner die than think. In fact they do.'
The Reverend: i knew about the two zep songs by maynard, but i did not know that one was on the soundtrack... i own both maynard versions, and so do you... the dawkins part is pretty good... voltaire was a smart man... someone once recommended 'voltaire' to me, not the writer, like you would think, but some 80's pop muzician by the same name that turned out to be an idiot... why is it that most of the time, whenever someone recommends muzik to me, it usually ends up sucking horribly and i have something new to add to my hate list... but whenever i recommend anything to anyone else, they usually end up liking it... anyway, my thought about that dawkins part... the voltaire quote, 'those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities'... the bad part about that, is the word 'make'... the fact that anyone can make anyone do anything is just wrong
The Reverend: we need to step up our emotional maturity and be responsible for ourselves... it was irresponsibility that got us into this mess in the first place, people wanting some big wizard boss to take care of them and do everything for them
The Reverend: '... perversion of real, decent religion...'... no religion is decent... if it keeps you from thinking for yourself by putting a gun in your insecure little hand and telling you to kill those who don't believe what you believe, end the lives of the ones you can't convert... it's to blame for this whole phuking psychotik murderous shytfest we're in now... everytime we've gone to war, has been because of religion, too many times has someone murdered someone else because of religion... once is too many, but we let it go so far beyond that because we were afraid to stand up and make a protest, because our holy books tell us not to... it was worked into a flawless plan... or so we thought... now we know, it was very flawed.

reign of regrets

you know, when the police state arrives in full force, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me. when they initiate their reign of terror, and prove themselves to be the truly demonik, bloodthirsty, powerhungry dominant cuntrollers of society, that i had warned you about, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me. you'll suddenly hate them for killing bill hicks, and you'll hate yourself for not listening to him. for thinking he was a freak. or that i'm a freak. these freaks were trying to save you, save the world. but no one would listen. they remained patriotik, supporting their cuntry no matter what they did, and being deliberately blind to whatever was happening that people tried to protest. 'that couldn't be our government, those people are just insane, our government is the best in the world, and we can trust them completely, they wouldn't be out to destroy people unless we were taught to hate them'. whoever the government tells you to hate, you hate them, so the government has an excuse to murder them, to keep you safe. but when you're no longer safe from your own government, where will that blind patriotizm disappear to, i wonder. will your guns come in handy? will your money buy your way out of this hell? will you still be thankful that you were born here, or that you trusted the wrong people? will you still be against me. will you cower and hide. will you run. will you kill. will you change your phuking mind. will you evolve. will you discover any truth. or will your time come soon. will it find you hiding under their arm. what would you do, if your father pointed a gun at you. the father you've trusted all your life. what would you do. would you start thinking? or would you stand there and willingly die. unsure if there's anything after that. well, you waited too long, it's too late, there's nuthing you can do now. enjoy your last few moments of fear, and regret that you could've done something, but didn't listen to the warnings.

your site sucks

a couple complaints that needed to be said. the first one, about my vizit to playlist.com, the second about a clock i recently bought from walmart, and am returning by throwing it thru their window, and the third, a short little 'phuk you' to webshots.com (one of many complaints toward them, cauze they blow goat).

to playlist.com:

i sign up for an account, and immediately i'm bombarded with eminem links, and other rap crap. then, i search for metal artists, and you only have a few songs, and most of them are duplicates. most songs are misnamed. you can't browse by artist, or album, or similar artists, or song name, or anything that would be remotely convenient. what's the point of this site? i'd much rather just play my music on my computer, and not have to 'share' with people who push crap on me that i don't like, like rap. if you're going to have music on your site, be respectful to people's tastes, don't push music they don't want to see or hear, and have all music, not just a few songs from metal artists, but all songs from eminem. this is the most annoying and useless music site i've ever seen, infact, the worst site i've seen since i deleted my myspace account. you seriously need to rethink your site, starting with the point of it. everywhere i go, i get eminem shoved down my throat, cause he's so popular, and i hate him. if someone likes just metal, don't stick eminem in their face before they've even had time to create their account and set their tastes, which is another thing you can't do on this site, block certain artists from your tastes. i spent half an hour on here, and regret every second. see ya!

to walmart.com:

first of all, what's the point of making an atomic clock that doesn't work if you have other wireless shyt in your house. why not have it receive its signal from my router, or hook up to my computer somehow. and secondly, why can't anyone make a clock that has the date and temp like i want, but that also has a backlight, or bright numbers, so you can see it at night. are we seriously not technologically advanced enough that no one has thought of combining those two features yet?

i looked online at all sorts of stores and all sorts of clocks. if they had bright numbers to see them at night, they didn't have the date, and if they had the date, you couldn't see them at night. do we really only have those two separate types of designs to choose from, do we really put more thought into the looks of it than the functionality or usability.

and you shouldn't have it advertized on your site with a picture of it with the backlight lit, if the backlight doesn't stay lit. and why make a clock that runs on batteries, with a possible backlight, if you can't use the backlight all the time, because it would kill the batteries. it's pointless. don't most clocks these days plug into something.

do we really need to have geniuses designing our clocks because no one else can handle that type of complexity, or imagine better designs. someone needs to seriously rethink the whole clock idea. i can't believe i can't find the one clock i want. i have to just settle with the same, simple, lame crap everyone else has, and hope that someday, someone has an epiphany.

i imagined having a clock that had a small, thin, flat base, and the thin, flat face bent up from the front of the base, so the face could lean back over the base, so from the side view, it would look like an upsidedown 'seven'. and it would have giant, bright green numbers for the time (or you could maybe even be able to change the colours, wow, what a concept), and then under that, have the day of the week, the date, and the temperature, just like this one, but bigger and brighter and thinner, with more clock area, and not so much boxing around the clock. and it would be an atomic clock that would connect to read the time through my computer's usb port, or even just read a wireless signal from my router, and would also plug into the wall outlet, so i wouldn't have to buy ten million batteries a month. is that too much to ask.

to webshots.com:

if i'm paying for wallpapers, which is dumb enough in the first place, but if i'm paying for quality wallpapers, your photographers need to learn how to take a picture. i can take better pictures than this. if you're going to charge for pictures, make sure they're top quality, and that you can't find better pictures elsewhere for free.

i copyrighted my ass

we should really live in a world where you don't have to copyright everything. if you take a picture of a sunset, you shouldn't copyright it, cauze you didn't create the sunset. if you uze english wordz to write a poem, you didn't create thoze wordz, so why copyright it. if you wrote a song that haz the default 'bass, snare, bass, snare' beat, why copyright that. the only reazon we copyright shyt iz so no one will steal it. but why? phuk it, let them steal it, at least your art iz getting out there. if you keep the original piecez of all your work, you can still put them out az you have them, but if someone wants to do something different with them, why should we set thoze limitationz. if someone wanted to rewrite one of my poemz their way, what would i gain from not letting them do that. if we create an operating system, and copyright it, we're limiting what people can do with it. you just created something with potential to evolve, and then you locked it in a cage. we write a song about how the world should be free, and then we copyright the song, so no one can build on it. why. where iz that getting us. more money in a society that worships money, a society we hate. a society so codependant with money, that we can't exist without it. that's just syck. if we want to make this world better, there are steps we need to take, instead of charging people money for each step, so they're afraid to take a step, or they'll be pushed backwardz. a society based on fear. stop being afraid of having your art stolen. don't copyright it, just copy it, keep the original, and let people do what they wish with the other copiez. the more copiez that are out there, the more people are reading your message. don't give birth to an important message, and then hold onto it for dear life, get your message out there. to let it truly spread like a virus, you have to set it free. this thought © me.