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| .prime.time.deliverance. |
| 03.28.04 (4:25 pm) [edit] |
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[music|.matthewgood. does it matter what song really?] [i][b]"They found her in her room Wearing a pink bunny suit In sour cherry lipstick Hanging from the closet door Her eyes were wide maybe to despise Maybe just to look into your head light Morning glow" [/b][/i] [LINE] just rehashing old memories ... thinking that mattgood and adam.duritz are some of the last real storytellers in the rock portion of the music industry these days.. I'm not intent on belittling all of the music I listen to here... the point being is that so few write scenes outside themselves and look at the distinct commody of people & community.. the things gov't and media feed us.. but c'mon kidz, we are told to be more spiritual, so we are.. told : we need to live more fuller lives.. so we try, and we shake, and we fail and we fall all over ourselves to become what they say... what we are supposed to be? maybe I'm just rambling now.. but it takes a lot to look at the world around you.. think I'm too afraid to anymore... people are horrible.. why deal with it, I've got my own baggage.. lite maybe, but its mine.. why the fuck do others need to dump it all over everyone else? but I guess its either stay on the ship or throw yourself overboard.. think I'll stick around awhile.. lend a hand... [just have to get out of my shell and dismantle my misentropy] till later all +laine+ [LINE] Matt Good says: [b]10 Things I Would Love to See but Know I Never Will.[/b] 1 Mars. 2 An all-nudist HANDS ACROSS AMERICA. 3 The day the Special Olympics becomes an advertising-worthy television event, instead of being guilt driven, broadcast out of pity, and McDonald's need to rent out orange-drink dispensers. 4 To wake up one morning, turn on the news, and discover that during the night Jerusalem was suddenly overrun and subsequently taken by the armed forces of Palau. 5 To endure an extinction-level event, survive it, and discover that the Bud Girls and I are the only people left on the planet. 6 To have the Playboy Channel hold Hedonism V at my house. 7 To see thousands of cars with bumper stickers that read: "If Jesus is the King of Peace, it's time for a little regicide." 8 Farm animals overrun a farm in England and build a giant windmill. 9 To invent a shrinking machine so that I might fuck Barbie and then steal her Corvette. 10 When juveniles wake up to the fact that they can go on gun-crazy killing sprees and will only be forced to serve eight months for it. |
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| .adam.qadmon. |
| 03.27.04 (12:24 am) [edit] |
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ummm.... .. ya.. a word out to my peeps in ol'London Town... ... beware the lying whore-bag.. she likes to play head games and thinks lowly of others... btw plans are not looking too good for this summer, but hey.. all of hell could break loose and I turn up anyways... miss you all.. those that I have, my aim is improving... ... run, just run... be good kidz... reach me when you can... cheers +laine+ my tatt: | eye of horus | sky/lunar god | egyptian god of magic | |
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| .here.and.down. |
| 03.24.04 (1:02 am) [edit] |
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[ music | glycerine/fly .bush. ] ...build these hands to lift me up... [i]"Lonliness is now on such a grand scale that, quite paradoxially, it is a shared experience"[/i] [LINE] Yes its late.. yes I'm sick yet again... yes I work in godz know only short hours, but I felt it best to add something... I still exsist, although rather burnt out.. I think charred wood best describes my current chemical-relavent state... cheers +laine+ |
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| .rain.king. |
| 03.20.04 (11:15 pm) [edit] |
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I'm just pondering if the shorter the blog, the more likely people will be to respond to it... regardless I am suffering from some kind of excessive exhaustion... hopefully it doesn't kill me... can't happen yet, anyways... *cheers* |
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| .explicit.content. |
| 03.18.04 (11:25 pm) [edit] |
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[ mood | melencoly ] [ music | sic transit gloria .brand.new. ] I'm learning to actually write web content, so I am doing a bit of extra reading.. [fuck, extra reading.. that should read as nothing but reading, I'm in the middle of 5 books, and I'm not in classes] Anyways, in persuit of irony, I'm certain there is a joke out there about writing about content.. but anyways.. just some stats to ponder.. [LINE] .Every issue of the [i]New York Times[/i] contains more information than someone in the 17th century would have read in a lifetime. .There is enough scientific information written every year to keep a person busy reading day & night for 460 years. .In the past 30 years we have produced more information than in the previous 5,000. .The amount of recorded scientific knowledge is doubling approximately every 15 to 20 years. .More than 1,000 books are published around the world every 'day'. .Every 'day' seven million new documents are published on the Web, where there are already more than 550 Billion. .The world produces between one and two exabytes of unique content per year, which is roughly 250 megabytes for every man, woman, and child on earth. [LINE] Interesting the amount of text we produce in this time in age, huh? |
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| .w.t.f.am.I.doing? |
| 03.17.04 (11:31 pm) [edit] |
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[ music | linkin park ] [ mood | depressed ] what the fuck am I doing? I feel like I'm wandering around with my fucking head chopped off... I need money, need sanity, need sleep... everything just feels really fucked up lately.. and everyone around me is dealing with their own crap.. I couldn't scream enough to make me feel better... fuck.... |
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| .pretty.now. |
| 03.14.04 (12:49 am) [edit] |
[ music | watching me fall .the.cure. ]
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| .have.you.seen.me.lately? |
| 03.12.04 (1:40 am) [edit] |
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christ, I'm just never on here lately.. busting my ass at work, and to have a social life I have to give up sleep.. not content about that.. need more money for the work I do... more pay, less work... get paid to think, instead of monkey grunt work.. grrrrrrrrrrrr |
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| .the.intimate.dissapointment.of.being. |
| 03.06.04 (8:13 pm) [edit] |
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[ mood | angry w. breathing ] [ music | in your room .depeche.mode. ] [i]"will you lead me to your armchair or will you leave me lyinghere... I'm hanging on your words, living on your breath, feeling w your skin, will I always be here?"[/i] [LINE] I'm so tired of being this way... so tired of waiting for something to happen.. its sucking the life out of me.. so tired of waiting for others to get their shit together.. so tired of being in trouble for thinking or acting a certain way or not acting a certain way.. sit, stay, don't move.. like I'm a puppy... fuck.. I'm so tired of not becoming myself... |
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| .gas.weir. |
| 03.05.04 (8:22 pm) [edit] |
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| .nazi.orgy. |
| 03.01.04 (7:01 pm) [edit] |
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[i]Formerly, when religion was strong and science weak, men mistook magic for medicine; now, when science is strong and religion weak, men mistake medicine for magic.[/i] ~Thomas Szasz [i]Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.[/i] ~Oscar Wilde [LINE] bugger, woke up and have a freakin cold.. either that or I need to sleep for a week straight to myself cleared up.. I have to make a correction... I have a nice purple blotchy mark on my ass.. Minou is so proud of herself! hmmm had a bad dream last week.. at first is was WWII fighting as an ally.. we infiltrated this SS command group incongnito... once we were accepted as one of them, we were expected to board this train and join this SS Colonel to travel to somewhere annonymous like Prague so he could find this rare book.. the whole ride we were unfortunately trapped on the train... the whole scene devolved into this giant Nazi Orgy... lots of blondes.. this afternoon, dreaming yet again, I was part of this occult group.. we were in the middle of this war and defending this abnormally huge observatory/library.. after fighting down this line of mismatched soldiers, killing them with pikes.. we had to find some other infiltrators that were searching for something we had.. I had this weird encounter with this 'five' that were our arch-nemesis.. some powerful group of women that wanted out power.. after the showdown, I devised this plan to remove our group.. then with a duo object.. it would split the space we were in.. the talisman would open a small portal to an convienient location while I sealed our enemies in; one half sat in the observatory the other half would open up a portal into the ocean and drown everyone inside the observatory... hmmm need more sleep... cheers +laine+ |
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| .hell.is.where.the.heart.is. |
| 03.01.04 (9:38 am) [edit] |
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[ mood | ravenous :? ] [ music | synapse .bush. ] [i]"I don't mind this.. bear foot again.. just a skin full.. of what we choose to forget.. hell is where the heart is.. synapse again.. burning holes in all your clothes.." [/i] [LINE] hmmm been so busy, actually social.. nets been wonky, black outs, brown outs.. I'm used to s.ontario where you have some giant electrical storm and something blows up, so your out of power.. calgary, nope.. it gets a bit warm/cold we get a heavy three day fog, and power all over the city is fucked up... ummm well finally got around to using gothic.personals.. holy fuck, it took me forever to cut down my write up.. I talk too much when I can write =p hung out with new and exciting people... drank some wine, minou got to play, found a girl that her skin wealts when you scatch it... OOOOOOOOO.. I am so going to carve wings into her back for fun! umm.. next nite had company where minou got to tortue the lot of us.. seran wrap & rope, oh yeah.. [ thanx for the beating btw ] have to figure out what my actual limit is, that was only like two hours hehehe I don't think I'm even bruised, scarred, or red.. a bit sore today.. its not for failing to try, believe me!] meh, I'll be back on later today probably.. |
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