tomorrow morning i am flying to the moon in search of meteors.
but i don't exactly know when the ship will be ready.
maybe the captain will let me know.
until then i am shoveling coal into the furnace and getting shit ready.
i need 11 bottles of windex to clean the windshield and mirrors for this journey.
we will be lightyears, or rather, just light.
the moon is waiting in front of the sun.
sunshine hiding.
it is raining and i am excited.
Quotes from this summers pj tour:) (anything that SOUNDS dirty was not meant to be...it's just our way!)
"I would of offered you some of my banana but my mouth is already on it"
"Does he know his wacker is out!!??"
"Are you ladies going anywhere near New Hampshire?"
"Can I take your photo?"
"What was he reaching for!?"
"How long a drive is it to philly?"....."LONG!!!!"
"That pretzel is bigger then your head."
"She already creamed in my coffee!!!"
"Rrrrrreeeeeeeerrrrr"
"Your engine is sooooo clean and mine is soooooo dirty!!"
"SUPERNARROW!!!!!!"
"How about u eat a chip outta my mouth"
"Make next legal u turn"
"Shut up NANCY!!!!"
"How ironic that we napped next to a mattress store"
"Those coronas gave me bad gas!"
"Holy fucking woodstock!!"
"It's just the opening band"
"You only changed in the parking lot 3 times!"
"Only floors 1&2 must evacuate the building due to fire".....
"So they want the rest of us to burn!!???"
"We bought so much junk she musta thought we were high"..."Why? Cause u bought marshmallows, slim jims, carmellow bars, and doritos?!"
"Cheeeeeeeeetooos!!!"
"Are you ladies ok??"
"Are they twins?"..."No his friend has a few extra stripes on his polo shirt"
"I'm hungry"..."Me too...oohh chocolate!"..."That's someones room service tray!"...."Well break off the teeth marks!!"...."Mmmmm that was the best chocolate ever!"
"I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
There is always a reason behind the use of 'Invisible mode' here, ALWAYS.
Keep that in mind.
That really bugs you, doesn't it?
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
there's a girl lying in the grass
put me down as minus one to her funeral
I couldn't bear to look upon her
I've already been staring at her
for far too long
it's never been love that I've felt
I'm only trying to seem human
if only they all could see that
wanting to be pictured as though I'm nice
apparently it comes at a price
"this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."
NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
Oh, the world has struck me down into an endless path of undone objectives; a labyrinth of future needs only provided by current production. But what is the “world?” Am I blaming my fucking depression on hegemony, government, capitalism… however this place can be defined by the majority and loathed by us few? Why do the creative and intelligent ones have to suffer while the unconsciously incompetent revel in their day-to-day eating, shitting, consuming, and producing? Or are we, the self-titled “artists” and “intellectuals,” the twits? Would it be better to be Homer Simpson than Hunter S. Thompson? At least Homer Simpson doesn’t kill himself.
Oh, the worst tragedy in the world is to believe you are special, only to come to terms with the fact that you are not special in the least. I am no Thaddeus Golas, no Bill Hicks, no George Orwell. I have never done anything that is in the least bit special, yet I claim to be. I have influenced none, invoked emotion in none, created nothing, produced nothing, and consumed everything. The GDP of my soul is in the negative trillions. I know now after years of searching for what I am, the qualities that embody my spirit – I know who I am.
I am a Homer Fucking Simpson… but worse. I am consciously incompetent. There is no reason for me to be here, but I will continue to live. Eat, shit, consume, produce, then I will die and nobody will give a damn – except me. Then I will be happy.
Everything not forbidden is compulsory and eveything not compulsory is forbidden. You are free... free to do what the government says you can do.
there's a girl lying in the grass
put me down as minus one to her funeral
I couldn't bear to look upon her
I've already been staring at her
for far too long
it's never been love that I've felt
I'm only trying to seem human
if only they all could see that
wanting to be pictured as though I'm nice
apparently it comes at a price
nice addition to this place.
thank you, and please come again.
You had a heart
I hold close to mine,
most sorely weighed
in love and art
and of spirit, there lies yours in mine
Til this, my Troy
is rent apart.
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
I was thinking earlier....how some folks never post without trying to make a joke, be funny.....
I am told I'm too serious at times, but the thing is, listening/reading someones posts that are continually and forever trying to be funny is like listening to someone who thinks they can play the guitar, but can't very well.
People think they are a comedian....yet they churn out a hundred posts trying to be funny and maybe half of one is...it's like being sat in a room with a novice guitar player who hits a chord every now and then inbetween a load of inane, out of tune, and pointless noodling....
make any sense to anyone?
I hope you are utilizing your poker face and cleaning up!
no, I'm shit at poker. I can't be bothered with it the guys drinking and laughing is good, some of us even went to play on the table footbal (fussball) it was greatly enjoyed ... I like that..cards is boring tho
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but i don't exactly know when the ship will be ready.
maybe the captain will let me know.
until then i am shoveling coal into the furnace and getting shit ready.
i need 11 bottles of windex to clean the windshield and mirrors for this journey.
we will be lightyears, or rather, just light.
the moon is waiting in front of the sun.
sunshine hiding.
it is raining and i am excited.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
You can make it through til tomorrow...
Wembley 18/06/07
If there was a reason, it was you.
O2 Arena 18/09/09
"I would of offered you some of my banana but my mouth is already on it"
"Does he know his wacker is out!!??"
"Are you ladies going anywhere near New Hampshire?"
"Can I take your photo?"
"What was he reaching for!?"
"How long a drive is it to philly?"....."LONG!!!!"
"That pretzel is bigger then your head."
"She already creamed in my coffee!!!"
"Rrrrrreeeeeeeerrrrr"
"Your engine is sooooo clean and mine is soooooo dirty!!"
"SUPERNARROW!!!!!!"
"How about u eat a chip outta my mouth"
"Make next legal u turn"
"Shut up NANCY!!!!"
"How ironic that we napped next to a mattress store"
"Those coronas gave me bad gas!"
"Holy fucking woodstock!!"
"It's just the opening band"
"You only changed in the parking lot 3 times!"
"Only floors 1&2 must evacuate the building due to fire".....
"So they want the rest of us to burn!!???"
"We bought so much junk she musta thought we were high"..."Why? Cause u bought marshmallows, slim jims, carmellow bars, and doritos?!"
"Cheeeeeeeeetooos!!!"
"Are you ladies ok??"
"Are they twins?"..."No his friend has a few extra stripes on his polo shirt"
"I'm hungry"..."Me too...oohh chocolate!"..."That's someones room service tray!"...."Well break off the teeth marks!!"...."Mmmmm that was the best chocolate ever!"
Keep that in mind.
yip.
put me down as minus one to her funeral
I couldn't bear to look upon her
I've already been staring at her
for far too long
it's never been love that I've felt
I'm only trying to seem human
if only they all could see that
wanting to be pictured as though I'm nice
apparently it comes at a price
NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
there was a man in front of me
he was carrying a baby
the man kept farting
and he kept blaming it on the baby
Oh, the worst tragedy in the world is to believe you are special, only to come to terms with the fact that you are not special in the least. I am no Thaddeus Golas, no Bill Hicks, no George Orwell. I have never done anything that is in the least bit special, yet I claim to be. I have influenced none, invoked emotion in none, created nothing, produced nothing, and consumed everything. The GDP of my soul is in the negative trillions. I know now after years of searching for what I am, the qualities that embody my spirit – I know who I am.
I am a Homer Fucking Simpson… but worse. I am consciously incompetent. There is no reason for me to be here, but I will continue to live. Eat, shit, consume, produce, then I will die and nobody will give a damn – except me. Then I will be happy.
nice addition to this place.
thank you, and please come again.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
not a good idea, dude.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Thank you to the powers that be.
xoxo
You're my best friend...
so no.... i still don't get it
good night
xx
remember to breathe for me,
for every breath I have is for ......
I hold close to mine,
most sorely weighed
in love and art
and of spirit, there lies yours in mine
Til this, my Troy
is rent apart.
That is all.
Where I'm not ugly and you're lookin' at me
I miss you already...
I miss you always
Three crooked hearts and swirls all around...
I miss you all day
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
I am told I'm too serious at times, but the thing is, listening/reading someones posts that are continually and forever trying to be funny is like listening to someone who thinks they can play the guitar, but can't very well.
People think they are a comedian....yet they churn out a hundred posts trying to be funny and maybe half of one is...it's like being sat in a room with a novice guitar player who hits a chord every now and then inbetween a load of inane, out of tune, and pointless noodling....
make any sense to anyone?
*just a thought that came to me*
no, I'm shit at poker. I can't be bothered with it
nothing can kill this most excellent mood im in.
NOTHING!!!!
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say