Tuesday, May 30, 2006

In memory of beruit

yes that game of beer beer and more beer...that game of the ping pong ball.... and that game of plastic cups... oh how dirty the balls were, oh how clean the water cup was... oh now full the beer cups were... ah! the tourneys, the challenge, the revenge, the skill, the talent, the drunkenes... yes yes... beer pong...

Visas

Visas ya visa there are two types of them on that is a stamp that says you're a slave to money one a stamp that says you are a slave to authority. ya... visas...

Monday, May 22, 2006

Dong gone

so heres a story for all the people or peeps as some degenerates refer to people...

Once upon a time there lived a lively old toad that had a nack for the sack and a good old shack for the mac. One day the toad met the greenist frog there was and said to the frog, "so dude, you getting into the toadtastic tussle or what?" the frog being green replied, "DUh... eehuh... no, you see I'm new here I just need to get aclimated." the toad looked down on the poor green one and said, "duderino you need to get teh dealio with the mealio... there ain't no meal here unless you cook it... you dig?" the green frog being green said, "dig it? ya dig it!" The toad about this time spoted the green ones sista and lept off... the green one decided to take the toad's advice and started to dig it... he dug the mud, he dug the trees, he dug the fern and he dug the digging... and low and behold... there was this huge ass snake right in front of him... so what did the frog do? he dug the snake...and there is but one way to dig a snake... straight through this mouth... before he knew it... the frog had dug his own grave...

walla!

Friday, May 19, 2006

Corporate whores

I recently got a $20.00 computer game, and now I have to do over $200.00 worth of upgrades to my computer to actually play this game. How bloody absurd is that?

To say the least I need to get a new monitor not to mention the video card I need to buy... but buy a new monitor? I mean this monitor is half a decade old but I can use it for everything else...

What has become of longetivity? looks like cancer hits us all around us...

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Strange

I can't see my links and picture and shit like that on the side... now what happened?

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

This is it

yes, this is it.

alright lets think about this for a moment, the brain has around 100 billion or more neurons, each neuron is connected to around 10,000 other neurons. Now we have neurons from the mass packed mesh pit of them inside a rigid boney structure on top of the spinal chord which also has neurons and is like the superhighway from which they disperse to all over the friggin body.

Now this is it. this 1.5 kg collection of gooey shit is where it is at. Its like bigger than any other brain in any other species. Other speices brains are like semen to our gargatuous blood intoxicated behemoth. But the thing thats stands out is the neocortex. Neo cuz its new, and recently interms of geological time. This is the place where it happens.

Now why am I going on such a rant? cuz if you check out your dog right now, go up to it and smash its head open its brain is small. Also it wouldn't have a wild sense of histeria and complete confusion and a sense of abandonment running through its head while you mash its brains in. Although you might notice survival instincts do kick in.

Now that point being, why does our brain have this insane parrallel processing capability that just woops any super computers ass? Think guys and gals think. Why? why else but because nature is a super behemoth of a being and we are her neurons. we're doing the scoping and shes doing the thinking. and we are her miniture replicas!

WALLA! HELL YA and HALLA LUYA! but shes not consious yet as we are, once she is... its all el passe duderinos... the shit is going to hit the fan... imagine her goign... eh? what hte fuck? who am I?

so here is my point: we as neurons have been given the task to mess our brains up as much as possible in the attempts of filtering our brain development upstream.

And it is but true that is but true...
a picture may speak a thousand words, but a word contains a thousand pictures
freedom is the embodiment of truth, truth is the qustioning of freedom,
true freedom is freedom from freedom.
freedom is consiousness, consiousness grants freedom.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

A disscussion on the essence of essence

what is essence?

is it the hole in the soul? is it the crazy tuna salesman who thinks tuna is a mulitnational brand that sells fish from mars?

what is essence? oh i get... its here, its there, its everywhere... its essence dude... its the bomb yo... the razzel in the dazzle.... the centre of the spinner... the fly in superfly

to the millions and millions of sane people I would like to point out that your essence lies in lies
the only people who embody the essence of humanity are the crazy mofos and hobos that don't give a rats ass what you think but are to concerned about where they go, what eat and what they do.

the first intelligent ape ate too much peyote and magic mushrooms that he saw god and god was like dude ape! lets get it on!

that was the birth of the essence of our souls: music...

and dude.. the birth of intelligence was drugs and more drugs and intoxication and messed up fucked up fungi and algae filled bacteria caked dead beat animals...

this is quite random but random is good. who says good is random? whats the essence of random but our lives? what is the essence of good but a lie?

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Ok ok...

ok ok... for gods fucking sake.. yes... I am back... the shit in back in town...

oh ya oh ya...

yes yes...

I went out for a walk and the shit hit the roof

what the fuck?

exactly!!!

what the fuck happened to freedom of expresion?

oh ya and why did I pick 3 fucking !!! after exactly?

I typed 4 but choose 3

what the fuck man what the woman

cheers!

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Rapunzel

Going back in time and recalling the ideas of the dada of rajas, nikkudada aka the artists who is a dada but is the dada of the dadas...

Rapunzel had hair that reached the bottom of her tower, why did she not use it as a means of escape? why did the witch not want her to cut her hair? how long was this hair? And what shampoo did she use? did she have dandruff? did she ever oil her hair? was the witch hugh hefner in disguise? Was the prince really a prince? did rupunzel loose her virginity? there is version of the story in which her "belly gets bigger" and then there is a version in which she sets the stage for all dumb blond bimbos and says, "uuuuugh! witch, why is the prince easier on my hair than you?"

neways... apparently rapunzel gets kicked out of the tower and as the prince climbs up rapunzels ex-hair he finds the witch, who had huge tits cuz the moment he sees them he falls down and gets blinded by thorns but does nto break a single bone...

yada yad yada... and rapunzel sings and the prince hears... they meet and her tears make him see again... oh a version goes that she has his twins...

So more questions: why are princes always stupid enough not to have thier own witches and armies and shit? And how the hell does the prince know rapunzul wasn't a high class whore?

Monday, May 08, 2006

Simplicity is the bile of the gods

Seriouly, what is wrong with people who want to simplify everything and make things simple? Anyone who attempts to simplyfy is a simpleton. Anyone who is believes in "simple" living is a simpleton to a buffon trying to live a simple life.

But here is my reason, everything is complex, simplicity is a complexity in which the complexity gets ignored. By simple people often refer to minimal thought aka simple chair: the basic form of a chair, which incidentally would also the the highest form of a chair according to Plato's theory of forms. But anyone who believes in an outcast Athenian that practiced sophistry in the name of Socrates and despised democracy can never have a true american spirit. Not that I know what it would be to have an american spirit but its always nice to write it down since it can include the less thought of people aka the blackfeet indians of america, and also convinently ignores the a brand of tobacco that has chief redbull on the cover. So you see nothing is simple. I mean that literally. nothing is the simplest thing on earth as long as you can truely appreciate nothing. But since you are still reading and thinking you cannot appreciate it and thus will never reach the higher eschalants of buddhist nirvanaistic experience although kurt cobain aleggedly reached there and had to blow himself up with the help of his sex crazed bitch of wife because he just wasn't indian enough.

Also can anyone tell me why there are 265 different ways to make potatoes if things are simple?
And further, who in their simple mind would want to read this complex ramble?

AaAaK!

what the hell? my blog has been infected...

AAAAAAARCk

doopi doopi doooo

Sunday, May 07, 2006

They're taking over

There is a virus out there, or more like a worm that looks like a virus out there...

They infect people!!!

They will enter you and worm their way up your spinal chord up to your neck where it latches on and takes control.

then beware!

They start killing everything they see for no apparent reason.

They are coming...

they are coming...

AAAAAAAARRRRRRRCCCCCCCCHHHHHH...

potatoes of evilness beware... they will no longer eat you...
And they will batter us into nothingness I tell you nothingness... it must be the wish of the buddha...

Thursday, May 04, 2006

The ramble on whales and suff

So there is a story of whale that is not only white but has a bloody god damn good spirit for freedom. A whale that refuses to be tamed. And then there is a half man half pinochino guy that is all about revenge. Now that tells you two things. The man should not be in sea, and whales are intelligent creatures of incredile vibrance.

I don't know why whales are always these creatures that either swallow us and keep us alive in thier bellies or simply just kill us. Why can't whales be like dolphins? I mean how does one get a candle inside a whales gut and for that matter how the hell do you light a match in there?

Did you know that some whales eat these tiny fish like creatures that are so small that you can't see them? thats what I call a fake diet.

I am writing this in the hope that some spark of inspiration shall strike me but none has as of yet. nope. nope.

mannerism.
mammals
muchachos
mammary
macho
manicure
monkey
monster

did you guys know that there is horse out there that is so fed up with grass that its contemplating eating that no good cowboy siting on him?

also an intersting phenomenon is that birds can see UV light so it makes us appear yellow to them when we wear sun screen, the same color piss looks to them. Infact some hawks hunt by following the piss trails of thier prey.

Also there is a fundamental difference between teh buddha and buddhism. The dali lama is like a sore wart on the buddhas ass, not that the buddha particularly cares for warts or the feeling of soreness, but I am sure the dali lama does.

when in rome fuck the romans
when in paris keep away from the hairy french
when in china act japanese
when in japan act like a video game character in the final fantasy franchise
when in india act british
when in england act indian
when in america act like a christian
when in water act like a whale with a heart of a dolphin
when in space hold your breathe
when in shoes wear socks
when in a condom fuck the condom

hurray for my complete lack of interest in anything right now

Monday, May 01, 2006

who the fuck turned on the torch?

An Ode to Light

light light
no light
light fight
is no fight
fight with no light
has no light

light light
no light
light light
very bright light

light light
dark night
light light
morning light

hey light
that light
thunder light

lighten up
this is a blog
my blog
I can write whatever I want on it
and besides
this is light reading

in the name of light I lighten up your world