How many years have I hated you?

How many years have I hated you?
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I found this on Flickr. My goodness, is this not just the funniest dog gone thing you have ever seen? This picture is the reason no two people should ever marry. I bet these 2 are a hoot at parties huh?

Shhhh!

Conversations from within are filled with sin. The lines we cross are many and the ideas that shine are sometimes unworthy of experience. Other times the the ideas inside are worthy of further exploration. It seems natural to walk down dimly lit pathways lined with concrete structures run down from years of neglect. It seems only human to see things otherwise not seen unless sought after vigorously. We battle between the thoughts and the actions. The ones with contentment find no trouble. Those without wear multiple masks that shine bright with smiles and lies yet we all love, eat, and breathe fear.
Once the clash becomes universally recognized, and the color of your shirt matches your socks, you have found contentment. From that place you can never speak of a lack thereof. From there your words lose their value and the best thing is to be very quiet.

5

I hate memories. They suck energy away from time now. What purpose they serve is beyond my capabilities as a human. The only thing the past does for me is to remind me of how crappy things are now. I feel pain each and every day and with that I have the memories of better times. For that process I receive nothing but heartache, nothing but physical and emotional pain scarring me forever in a big giant pool of r and r r d's. You can call it what you want and it matters not to anybody. Call it wisdom, call it mediocrity, call it the life process but whatever you call it is important to know and understand you should never lay your naked body in a tube with light that darkens you. It is silly and stop doing that. You look silly and it is aging you. Wake the f up! Oh yeh, memories suck! Unless of course they are good memories that make you feel all warm and squooshy. In those cases it is ok to remember. For example, When I was 5 I won my first bike race. My bros were very proud of me and we had been working hard on our racing skills for a while up to that point. On the way home my bros were yelling and screaming and cheering. On that day, we all won our races. That is a memory I bring up when the big bird in the sky shits on my head. 98

Mindcracker

The vault cracked twice before allowing the contents to spill on the outside but this time there was nothing left inside. The empty space inside is reflective of who we are; empty spaces colliding electrically. The rest is fluids and built up nothingness with a mouth that sucks air away from meaningful people who will never have the voice to speak. There are 2 many voices speaking and 2 few meaningful spirits. The designs propagated are for but one purpose and it need not float in its shallow pond.

Balls!

Tranquil evenings shape the minds ability to defuse the matters of the day. It is evenings like this that bring breezes through so we can breathe again. Evenings like this make it ok to be around but not in tune with anything in particular. Perpetual state of unconsciousness while looking present is what these evenings are all about. The only present I have for anybody at this time however is a long snooze with the fan blowing keeping my pillows cool when and where they need to be. Tomorrow, golf in the morning followed directly by a nap where I will be dreaming of the one thing I am missing in life.

midnight crossing

We need to believe in this country. We need to be participants in the life experience and we need to have a cooperative opinions about how the social world operates. Those in charge of what we see and hear have accumulated great wealth and influence. In so doing, they have managed to shape our lives, all of our lives. Think about that for a minute. You are not in charge of your life. You are limited in both scope and experience in more ways than you can count and your life experience itself is not of your design. This is the reason we all need to believe in something better on the other side of the cat-box. We need to participate in the life experience because if we choose not to, we fall away into the silent rhelm of obscurity. We need to collectively believe because we are all afraid of the crossing into midnite and together we can still be all afraid. 98.2 LLC

essentials

To wake with the same desire you slept with, to sleep with the same desire you had in the afternoon, to dream of that one moment in time where the pistils sway your way and the scent lingers like shampoo in the morning, to live with the desire unattainable, to live this way, is only because they say such as life and you can't always get what you want. I believe this is true. You can't get what you want because it is a want. Want's are miniscule versions of desire and desire always includes passion and obsession. These two elements are want and for that reason, yes, you can't always get what you want. Love requires no want. It is stable standing alone and requires very little in the way of posturing because love is as natural as a morning erection.