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Friday, 28 August 2009

  • Spots from the Sun....

        So, completely broken away from cigarettes. It was a pain in the ass but the deed, and damage is done. I ran a mile yesterday and I looked like I had been pushing a boulder uphill, lol. But it'll be good in the long run, I'm on a healthy diet now, a great fast paced workout routine, and I'm enjoying the heat of the sun on a daily basis. I toast myself in hoping of keeping all of this afloat and continuous. I like a flat sexy stomach, and so does the world for that matter, sushi anyone? (lol) 

        So I traveled over to Atlanta  on the 14th to see Incubus, and I can honestly say that was the best day/night of my life. I bought every single Incubus merchandise I could get my hands on except for one book they were out of, which sucked, but I'm still very happy. They played "Are You In" and "Lets Go Crazy"  in the finale, I lost my freaking mind. And yes, Mr. Boyd took off his shirt (he was very sneaky about it, if you blinked you would have missed it) and every girl and most of the guys fell back in awe with outstretched hands reaching for music and six-pack abs. It was a night to remember and it was great.

    So I'm sipping my coffee this morning in front of the computer, and I watch my neighbor throwing his girlfriends/wifes clothes and other miscellaneous shit out the door onto the grass. This is a bad month for couples. The summer is ending, and most people perform weird rituals in sync with the passing of hot to cold, thriving to dormant, alive to dead, you catch my drift. I think we all change the way we do things based on temperature. The sexy summer flings are winding down, and the lovers are looking more forward to realistic ideas and goals for their future live. Some are hoarding massive mounts of alcohol, marijuana, and matt damon movies to get them through the winter. (more like Hunter S. Thompson) Either way, I'm seeing alot of hatred and alot of weirdness, and I'm just kind of dealing with it. This place isn't quite for me. But I feel like I'm getting closer, one day I will find my happy.

    New Youtube vids up in september,
    For everyone check out this site          www.pandora.com
    It is my personal favorite music player ever invented. I've been listening to this for over a year and it's awesome.
    It over a short time determines what you like to listen to, and introduces you to band you might not know, or others that you love, If you don't love the song thats playing, give it a thumbs down and bam, you'll never hear that song again. It will play music that you enjoy and if you dedicate yourself to it for a lil while, it will dedicate its music to you. The best part, it's completely free, and does not require anything to be downloaded, it's browser based. I use it on my ps3 and hook the audio up to surround sound when I throw partys.

    Live and Love, Let Love Live, and Shibby.

Wednesday, 08 July 2009

  • It's been awhile, since I could smile....

       So first let me say, this world has it's ups and downs. We are happy, then sad, then bitter, then angry, then right back where we started. "People, can be a dissapointment," - Marissa Johnson

    And it's true, as a whole, it's a trashed up world, filled with a demeaning sense of self-deprication. The saddest thing for me to say is this. A couple of years ago in my drug days, I remember being happy only by myself. Now, clean and tobacco, I find that the past holds true, I'm still only happy by myself. Nobody around me is growing up. And, it completely sucks, I don't want to hear a phonecall at 4 in the morning that someone is talking shit about you while your drunk and leaving the club.

    I have been lately completely considering all sides of the fence, but it's coming down to one of my crazy Lassiter adventures again. I'm looking at my bank account and telling myself it's time. I've been saving all of this money for no good reason. No drugs lol, but, a good time is needed in my life once again and it's been awhile. I need to be happy and I think it's about goddamned time I go see mexico. I've packed my bags and they are sitting by the door anxiously, but heres my biggest problem. I'm drunk, and I don't want to start my trip off driving loopy. Who knows, but I'm starting to miss the old adam, I could always rely on him to make me feel good and get myself into situations I could have never imagined. We'll see how I'm feeling in the morning, maybe this is just a quick phase.

    To tom if you still read this,
    I appologize If I hurt your feelings by typing this but please.
    Move out, get out of that shit job, and contact me and get the fuck out of jacksonville.
    I miss you dude, and my life is a lil empty without you. I've been mad as hell since I left from my last trip there.
    But your my best friend and I want to see you out on your own, living up the good life, and enjoying yourself. Theres plenty of places alot nicer than that place.
    I don't want to grow old and find out that you still live there.
    Do good, do great.
    It's all I want from you.........

    To the girl to west, smile and look alive.

    To the world. grow the fuck up,
    and then learn when to act young.
    Then we shall live happy.

Monday, 13 April 2009

  • Derailed on the Tracks Of Genuinity....

       The more and more time passes, it seems I'm seeing this new phase of the generation of my own. The couple who just years earlier dedicated their love in an undenying fashion that lead all others to believe a brick wall could stop a nuke. To the children born from this love, to the houses where these couples claim full responsiblities for what they have created.
    But things have changed, this town I live in, the people here think it is ok, to just give up and abandon, no effort. These people were so full of themselves. I even had a couple yell at me and tell me that their love was true and that I was stupid. Only now, for them to being going through a divorce, and currently figuring out how to split up the children as if they were pieces of furniture, or worse (which I have seen) to give their children to their moms and dads. So that they can continue on with  live as if nothing happened. Generation Selfish is more the name I was searching for. Not one single couple that I know here is together anymore, not one child lives with both parents anymore, and everyone thinks it's ok because the baby is too young to remember.

    I cannot lie, it's taking a toll on me. I'm nervous, will I end up acting like these people. Have I allready done that. Do I still to this day not know what love is. I know musically how it feels. When your soul dances on the edge of anothers fingertips, to the electric stare. I just don't like living in an era where I have to start to look over the many things of my past, present, just so I can get some sort of look future wise. I don't want to know the future, but there are some things I certainly want to avoid. I fear that that existing denies the simple fact of certainty.

    I'm tired, and I'm on day 3 of not smoking and it might just be me. But I'm starting to see what drugs, and alchohol can hide. I know these things won't fix problems, I once believed they would, but, I don't know. I watched too many movies as a kid, and I just imagined too much, hell I still do.

    To the beautiful girl towards the west coast. Keep your head above the water, the waves aren't looking too calm this time of year. You really are an amazing person from what I remember, I hope you are affecting peoples lives, and at some point, affecting their hearts.
    excuse my rambling, a good bottle of wine is weakness nowadays, I need to type something pretty one day.

Thursday, 19 March 2009

  • If Want, In Lust, Then In Pain.....

                I speak, in some form of tongue, in which I believe that a whole would understand if cleverly disguised as a genuine expression of mental disposition. I feel at this point in time, that I, have been gone for a severely long time. I look at the sky now, the way I did at point of time in my life where, it was very easy to blame my actions on something mind-altering. But with with me being free from that I am left, confused and naked. These feelings and emotions feel more subsided than returned. Even that statement leaves me feeling lost, my own mind escapes me, and leaves me feeling like I am in a place that I do not understand. I am not coping with the things that I was supposed to be preparing myself for. It saddens me to actually type this down, but, I am the one who drags myself out of bed. This was not the way I have foreseen. I think I'm living outside of a barrier, but I'm walking around in it daily. It sounds stupid I completely agree, but, I just don't know.

    It seems that it has become a formality to have more enemies than allies in this point, if not only residing in my stature. But, at the same time, I like to pretend. I like to stare, and more importantly I like to be alone. But in that aspect of myself, I treat myself worse than anyone could ever. But what makes me different from the people I know, is that I am not scared of it.

    Drugs do not fuel me anymore, nor would they, it would just remind me of a much simpler time filled with that of drama, romance, compassion, and of blood boiling contempt. But this life, that we are entering, it is different, and ever changing, and I want to see it through. It leaves me lost.

    But there you are in my mind, this siren of the rocks glistening upwards through the seafoam of the ocean.
    I miss you so much, and I wish I didn't have to miss you.....
    My answers for my actions do not satisfy, so I choose, I neglect, but I do remorse.
    So much music written about you, you are the girl in the sunset.
    Sometimes I pretend I can see the outline of your body traced with hues of tangerine and teal.
    I've put thousands of dollars into this guitar instead of replacing it simply because, I see you inside of it's entirety.

    Life, can and will always be this way,
    you simply cannot have a comedy without a drama.

                                            Sleep and awake happy,
        s.h.i.b.b.y. 

Monday, 09 March 2009

  • An Era That Won't Soon Be Forgotten, But Most Will Want....

            From the beginnings of our lives, we were pused and forced, and more simply, told exactly what to do. For 18 years this is what we did, some of us opted to defy the rules that were laid out for us in intense detail, some of us were even told not to wear. Our country told us what we were allowed to do, and how we were allowed to do it. They told stores what they could sell and what they couldn't and what times they could what product. Our government told and taxed whatever products they wanted, ultimately leading even down to a standard that said and did not suggest, claiming anything and everything that could be sold, or more less, what could make a profit in the big beautiful country. 

    Our t.v.'s gleamed and flickered in the corner of the room, with it's own drug, a drug that at one time had one purpose. To inform..... That soon changed into multiple channels, rules were given to the televison stastion, they we're told what they could and could not say. Channels that were created to infom us of the music industry were changed into shows of mindlessness, people letting other people videotape the horrible humanity of people, clamoring for a way to get their hands on the ticket. The golden, goddamned and forsaken ticket. The radio station started off playing the music, but soon became and industry that soon became a leech. A way to make sure the music of the multi-million dollar recording industry had not become in vain. Radis stations started playing what the other radion stations were playing, insuring, and devouring.

    A way to waste time until our death, survive they say. Survive, and populate, and build your arsenal of stuff, so that you may give it to the people of your own breed or the people that you like.

    Most of the country cannot see now, and hopefully our new president will do everything in his power to prevent, what has become. But ladies and gentleman, this is our lowest hour, jobless people sit in their homes and pray for the best. Homeless people told to leave the shelter that were once completely funded by our taxes. Our country, with the biggest deficit. The blind stand and attempt to stay positive by stating that sending money to poorer countries will give them and all a greater sense of self being. Our business started failing, my own has failed, the jobs that once had the had the notoriety of high employment input/output now, have employees that are scared to leave their positions in fear of not being able to find another one.
                                                            Ramen has officially become a household name, and surprise surprise, the government has decided to tax this product more in december.

    Some things I am mad about but simply cannot be justified for in being angry. Cigarrette prices are being taxed a full  dollar  and even more in other states for "scholastic and education purposes."  Which is a great thing, we have a great president for pushing something like this through, even though I smoke. But why for the love of fucking christ is POT still fucking illegal. It completely blows my mind and destroys so much logic in my mind. I think the outside mind believes, that pot will make you forget your problems. Lets all be honest here, this plant does not do that. And this fucking plant can grow anywhere, without need to purchase you could grow it. But the moment you talk like this they call you names, tell you to get a life. Honestly though, pot won't save the world.
                                                         Nothing can save the world anymore.

    We are doomed to death and as such so is this beautiful planet beneath us. For our survival is the death of another, and another. And when everything we've used and used has died, we shall die as well.
                                                    Just like a virus is that of humanity and it's destructive visage of being called "Top Of The Food Chain"

    This planet is going to die because of us.
    Animals are going to die because of us.
    Humanity is going to die because it refused to adapt.

         The species of other planets will laugh and shake their heads at the foolishness of our entirety. Why would they help humanity, when we blow and fight and wage war on our own.

                                                    And to top most and all, we have the gall'  to step on and destroy an ant hill.
    The allmighty human being,
    A visage of evil sent to destroy. 















                                                  

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