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    Monday, July 14th, 2008
    4:37 pm
    well, i don't know, it makes sense to me
    so is finding out your sister's pregnant(by phone) while breaking up with someone (in person) just after burying your dog (with that person) a normal chain of events? either way i guess it was a good time for change
    and all for the better i guess
    some people (myself) just feel more normal (for lack of a better term) when they're alone. life just seems to be absent of nonessential bullshit and there is no one to answer to
    except "the man" but thats a subject we all know will lead us nowhere (at least in this particular discussion)
    so this is the deal
    ?
    maybe i don't know what the deal is but that's usually about how it goes and is there really any reason to not be who i am? it is why people care and it also becomes why people hate me
    so i say whats on my mind even when its random so what
    pretty much everything on my mind is random
    i don't get it either get over it
    i'll never be able to "properly" "explain myself" but that is perhaps one of my most dominant traits thats what gets me you don't know me sometimes perhaps I don't know me get it?
    me neither oh well
    the waves will not stop themselves they must either be broken (i don't break easily)
    or they just keep on goin. are we going to watch them all?: analyzing every component and probability thereof (good at times but fucking do it already)-analytical skepticism, i have that too
    try and break them?: REALLY not a good idea most of the time
    or just ride 'em the way we like to ride sometimes losing it but always finding another to ride just as hard
    YOU CANT CONTROL EVERYTHING (neither can i) waves=life (in a sort-of roundabout way)

    Current Mood: too many to choose from
    Current Music: is that what that is?
    Tuesday, July 18th, 2006
    10:18 am
    ?
    sometimes we forget who weare amidst all the chaos of the world we forget where we come from
    differences difrences
    the intangible is what also makes us the same
    subconciously ive died but wait
    how is that any different than REAL life what makes you real
    memory? rationality? concious decisions made subconciously
    life and death go handinhand
    so
    what?
    do something
    NOW

    Current Mood: indescribable
    Current Music: the sound of the thoughts in my brain
    Friday, June 23rd, 2006
    9:37 am
    drivin
    tomorrow begins a long journey to humboldt state u
    im gonnna miss my kats
    thats really all i have to say
    Thursday, December 15th, 2005
    11:03 pm
    forgive my actions
    for i am the protective one
    trying to hold on to something which may be just a little bit more than the nothing that surrounds us
    everyday
    love is not the easiest of emotions
    thoughts are liquid and easily manipulated
    choose your manipulation
    or
    just go with what feels good
    for now until i get a grasp of some sort of solitude involving complete creative
    orgasmic explosion of undisturbed uninfluenced
    death or
    the beginning of a new life not in the literal sense im not a fucking suicidal mind
    in other words my true lightt
    mind and soul to exceed all "limits"
    im wasting time
    or is time wasting me
    where am i or do i even care?'
    i love a girl and
    shes still so far away
    but maybe further than i am
    i lack control though i know what i like and i know what feels good and i know that
    theres more to everything
    why do i feel restricted i get waves of exuberance
    flashes of enlightened thought
    why cant i manipulate a hallucination to my intellectual advantage in a dream state of consciousness
    or do i just miss it every time
    or forget im good at that
    i wonder if soul mates are meant to be lovers or just an assumption
    i know a girl whos so interesting
    we dont like each other like that well she has a boyfriend and she really likes my jewelry
    but our conversations are always phenomenal she is open
    its strange how much we share on a higher level and she believes
    she knows shes died before she hates unproductive mindnumbing bullshit and searches for enlightenment
    but believes (as i do) that this is all working together and everything highlights something else
    basically that none of us are free if one of us is chained
    though its so hard to fathom opening some peoples minds
    i think that may be what we live for
    sorry everyone ha
    but seriously you need to create your own heaven or whathaveyou on earth because
    anything is possible and dont be foolish and think existence is some simple math equation
    its actually a very difficult math equation with rules that arent fully restricted
    restriction is optional but we humans like to manifest difficulty and strife
    to set ourselves back
    fear or laziness
    i dont know but probably both
    Friday, November 4th, 2005
    10:54 pm
    we find ourselves trapped in our own manifestations of
    restriction
    inability lack of hope
    hope for a better world or
    a better life a different way
    or maybe its the search for that way or that complement that defines our individual selves
    the striving: fuel to the creative process a subconcious test of our depiction of the boundaries set by the world that surrounds us
    there is no one reality
    follow with your eyes

    have you ever heard the sound of lifelessness
    nothing where there used to be something
    no sound where there used to be sound
    no life where there used to be life
    the sound of dead

    then
    you see

    the process
    us them humans and society
    we are killing ourselves theyare trying to kill us and pretty soon life and death will be indifferent
    born with talents rendered useless by our continuing state of theivery and politics scams and the glorification of the human characteristic of
    fucking people over feeding from the weak who really arent even weak at all
    the strongest of all
    if you are alive
    if you think you know the answer to the questions yoou probobly never asked yourself
    you might want to ask yourself
    do i want to accept the fact that i know we do not know everything
    or just keep asking the questions with the easy answers

    we should never just let ourselves die sleepwalking through life
    hop on the conveyer belt
    were off to another wasted life
    Thursday, November 3rd, 2005
    10:22 pm
    mystic beauty
    i miss
    the most her words her voice
    the way she felt about
    then us beautiful luv
    the way we felt
    she would write to me
    in a way so powerful it seemed as though
    it could be a foreign language but not foreign to me
    still not foreign
    she would make me cry from shock that another could feel this for me
    well...
    she may always have that advantage
    we had a great adventure
    fuckin incredible
    thank you i still love you
    maybe we'll see each other on the road someday

    headed in the same direction

    and though i cant express to you or anyone why things went
    well the way they went i believe that sincerety knows that isnt necessary
    ive never felt this and i
    d0nt know that i will ever find her again in anyone or anything else
    she knows heather you know ive never stopped believing
    i fell in love we fell in love we fell and arose
    or maybe we never stopped falling
    i still love you

    i want to see your face
    look at you and kiss your forehead and say what we both want to hear
    and say
    i love you

    forever
    and everythings gonna be alright
    Monday, October 17th, 2005
    1:57 am
    art is not the goal but the occasion and the method for locating our specific rhythm and varied possibilities of our time
    Saturday, September 3rd, 2005
    1:01 am
    glug i cry you puke
    dont want you anymore dont want this anymore
    it hurts it feels good
    never there when i need you friend might have to say goodbye soon
    i cant go numb
    might have to say goodbye soon
    my friend
    blank face confused soul with an impartial meaning
    is it me or is it you
    might have to say goodbye soon
    my friend
    might have to say goodbye
    Friday, September 2nd, 2005
    11:38 pm
    im looking for a college away from here
    any suggestions? im thinking co
    or norcal
    maybe socal never texas
    i like humboldt
    i miss it there sometimes although LA does have some things to offer
    really
    i just want to be alone and taking care of my own
    shit
    my life (too many distractions/influences/interruptions here)
    however...
    how can one feel the undying uncontrollable urge or need for solitude
    yet be afraid of being alone
    maybe im not afraid love lost may never return
    maybe i am
    she showed me more
    more than this and theres even more than that i must travel again security almost has no meaning to me right now
    yet i want other things too i just need a few months/probably years doing more seeing more
    than this life
    this place these people as much love as we share and always will
    i think tonite was the first time i ever told blain and kt i love them (sober)(completely)
    i really do though yet i have my own
    shit baggage life things to do things to take care of we'll always be together (in the mind) -message!
    shyyyyt
    am i becoming an insomniac? this has been going on for some time now
    we waste too much time sleeping --h.s. thompson once believed maybe subconsciously i know hes right
    i feel like i shouldnt waste any time with bullshit
    bullshit
    bullshit
    bullshit
    somuchtimewasted but its all the same damn day man cant think too much about tomorrow
    what if it never comes or yesterday
    it already happened anyway one cannot think about learning it happens
    effort permitting of course (most of the time)
    dreams are not a waste ov time though
    if you use them like drugs should be used (learning experience)i try harder than it is to type it
    not always easy but we manifest our own, well, everything its all possible
    always we set our own boundaries we create our own stress and we allow things(sometimes even by free will) to control us to lead us
    someone read bukowski
    i like it
    strange mind he uses creatively
    funny shit sometimes too with meaning (i think, anyway)

    hatred, bloodshed i saw it by the pool the accused child molester (31 on the beach at 1am with 13yr girl)
    3 burly men-one the father of the girl-beat the ever-living shit out of this guy-seriously
    the force began not 3feet away from me poolside at the holiday inn in pcb fla. if nobody were around they would have beat him to death and im not fucking kidding biloxi friends of mine(since 20 minutes before) helped end the massacre before anyone even knew what was really going on- except me (somewhat)
    the dude told me the story it was a "15yr old boy" he just happened to be walking down the beach next to
    seemingly a very harmless nerdy-type guy who liked 60s music(thats how our conversing began)he told me he was confronted by the father on the beach and all had supposedly ended but he was afraid of something
    i later found out SHE was 13 people saw them walk down the beach and sit together--the rest ?
    so once the man was bloody crying and swollen missing teeth blood-soaked poolchairs and ground he slipped
    -more beating all in the face the burly man was unstoppable(the father)by then he was the only one coming back for more his wife (the mother)got on top of the bleeding "molester" to "stop" the massacre
    the father her husband hitting her in the back of the head at fullfledged drunken force to get to the guy
    he would have killed him he wanted to
    i could see the fire in his eyes and this really happened aug 31 1am
    cops paramedics nobody arrested(after the one guy-the one who threw no punches- explained the situation)the other 2 split moments before i did not try to pull them off of him i will not lie if it did happen he deserved it all but really these dudes were crazy and probably would have beaten the shit out of me if i touched any of them so i yelled "what the fuck man?!" "what the fuck?!" i was confused whats a dude like me to do with no involvement and 3 200+ lb men (2 doing the beating) beating the shit fuck everliving life out of someone hatred(with good reason)on their parts drunkenness and physical abuse not on the guy's side by any means AT ALL,NEVER EVER EVER, but whats a 13yr old girl walking down the beach at 1am for anyway? evacuees at that not locals
    never seen abuse like that since junior high seriously even I couldnt sit still after that
    7:44 pm
    whats the use?
    really
    i feel like i really shouldnt care so much but
    i cant help it sometimes
    should we be even further away than we already are?
    dont think it would be TOO much diffrent
    whats the use? whats wrong with me?
    with THIS? who knows or cares
    some whom i know less than others
    care a lot
    where do these expectations come from?
    why?
    why question so much?
    a woman once told me i am a dreamer
    i ask questions that do not have answers and this person believes i waste too much time
    and unneccessary thought and energy on these
    why? she asked
    idunno
    excercising of the mind i guess
    why ask questions that one can answer easily?- i responded in such a way
    we argued a lot she had imput, opinions, and even some rational reason
    but no respect
    we disagreed and she condemned
    i am wrong for thinking this way
    whatever
    dont give advice if you dont accept it from
    -right?
    i CAN accept that i DO NOT know everything
    such an impossible task- to know all
    menial is it to always know the answers
    Thursday, September 1st, 2005
    11:50 pm
    i write because i am
    if i werent
    i wouldnt be
    11:42 pm
    bdaze in 6 daze
    22 wonder whati'll do?
    use my stoner souper powers to fix SE LA
    yeah right
    even that cant help this anxious feeling
    well maybe it would
    where are you?
    where am i?
    does it even matter?
    or does it matter most?
    Friday, August 26th, 2005
    7:36 pm
    katrina
    why arent hurricane names more scary
    ive met chihuahuas with more intimidating names
    i dont really care if it comes but if it does thats just a reason to leave for a few days
    until you come back to the aftermath
    consequences-- some good some bad but they only exist because of reason
    reasoning, morals, decisions
    deciding to live in the SE
    its like living in tornado alley and bitching every time your shit gets destroyed
    you live there dumbass
    we live here
    expect whats to be expected--- at least.
    cant compete with what you dont fully understand (nature)
    and we never will

    im going to six flags tomorrow
    what great fun im only goin cause bri t wants me to go with her
    we'll probably just be high the whole time---she likes to smoke
    shes ok her pit bull- tank- is insane
    in a goofy-ass pit bull puppy sort of way
    but he jumps a lot
    he likes me way too much
    no humping, but he takes advantage of me- not really
    hes cool though
    i might be wakeboarding on sunday but doubtful
    it depends on what katrina wants to do
    shes a natural "weapon of mass destruction" with no regulations--ha its true though
    whatever
    lifes good
    im goin to blains
    Monday, June 13th, 2005
    5:57 pm
    Vacation

    Transcribed by: unknown
    Bryan Irby


    Almost 23,
    I took a trip to the sea.
    Went out for a swim and the waves came crashing down on me.
    Turned to head back in.
    That's when I saw the fin.
    As panic grabbed my legs, you know it, pulled me in.

    I didn't see you were right next to me
    But I'm so glad you could make it.
    With you by my side, I might get back alive
    From my next vacation.

    Mountains looked like fun.
    Climbed up the to sun.
    And from the peak, I got such a view, I forgot to hang on.
    The wind came rushing in
    And broke my safety-pin.
    But as I flew by, you threw me a line. Saved again!

    I didn't see you were right next to me
    But I'm so glad you could make it.
    With you by my side, I might get back alive
    From my next vacation.

    Took a trip over there
    To see how I'd fare.
    Got on my little white boat and didn't have a care.
    The third day at sea,
    We began to sink.
    They said "Women and children first", I said "Guess that's not me".

    But you came along with a raft and a song,
    And I'm so glad you could make it.
    And with you by my side, I might get back alive
    From my next vacation.

    I didn't see you were right next to me
    But I'm so glad you could make it.
    With you by my side, I might get back alive
    From my next vacation.
    -----
    VARIATIONS:

    9/15/86 Athens, GA
    Desert looked like fun
    Thought I'd give it a try
    It's been raining for so long here I can't
    Make myself cry
    5:50 pm
    have you ever looked into the eyes of a sick or dying animal?
    Downed Animal . . .
    Just the words produce an image of a suffering, sick animal. Sadly, this nightmarish vision is all too real every year for untold numbers of animals at stockyards, slaughterhouses, and production farms. The meat and dairy industries call them "downers"- animals so diseased or badly injured that they cannot even walk.

    Many segments of the meat industry deal in "downers" because they can still sell them for human consumption. Profit, not humane considerations, guides industry practice and downed animals suffer gross negligence and abuse at livestock facilities across the country.

    Fortunately, reforms stipulated by the USDA have, for now, stopped the worst abuses of downed cattle at stockyards and farms, following the discovery of a BSE-infected dairy cow in Washington state in December 2003. The resultant, USDA-mandated ban on the slaughter of downed cattle for human consumption has prevented countless thousands of downed cattle from being dragged, bulldozed or otherwise abused to move them alive to the slaughterhouse.

    However, the current USDA ban does nothing for animals other than cattle, and for countless sheep, pigs, and other farm animals who become downed every year, the misery continues. These downed animals may lie in alleyways, without food, water or veterinary care, until it's convenient to take them to slaughter.

    In some cases, downed animals die of neglect. If they are still alive to meet the slaughterhouse truck, they are typically moved by the easiest, but least humane ways, which can include being dragged with chains and being pushed with tractors or forklifts. These practices cause injuries ranging from bruises and abrasions to torn ligaments, broken bones, and dislocated joints.

    Fortunately, the incidence of downed cattle abuse appears to be declining since the USDA ban on their slaughter for human consumption. For those cattle who do become downed on the farm or at the stockyard, on-site euthanasia no longer presents an economic loss.

    However, as fears over "mad cow" disease begin to fade in the public's mind, cattle industry lobbyists are continually maneuvering to weaken the USDA's ban. In recent legislative sessions, they have managed to introduce legislation that will allow downed cattle to be slaughtered for human consumption. Although the bill died in the last session of Congress, we must continually guard against industry efforts to undermine downed animal protection.

    In the meantime, the meat industry will continue to use and abuse livestock who are "downers" until we pass laws to ban downed animal cruelties for all farm animals. The Downed Animal Protection Act, a federal bill which applies to all farm animals, has been introduced repeatedly (and defeated) in past legislative sessions, and we expect it to be reintroduced during the 109th Congress as well.

    Current Mood: (not really)
    Current Music: "vacation"-wp-(new-years eve 2003 phillips arena, atlanta,GA
    Thursday, June 9th, 2005
    6:19 pm
    i can now play rebirth through my amp
    music is a wave
    a sort of natural flow
    like the way we see life moving, ever-changing
    a trance, self-expression
    wp makes me smile

    i can see...on the road ahead
    cant quite make it out just yet
    just enjoying the ride
    some roads are just a little less bumpy
    opinions differentiate, however
    but why not just enjoy being alive and opinionated and free and revolutionary and full of energy
    waiting to explode either on the inside....or outside
    i can see things a little better now...
    just struggling still to see through the fog
    the most difficult situations or experiences become life-threatening
    only the worst will bring out the best--you cant see pleasure without pain
    or pain without pleasure
    without one the other would not exist
    i can see it now and i think its what i want...
    the day shines bright from here
    the hole in the clouds brings a sort of natural enlightenment
    the best of all
    and i can see where it goes from here
    some time to rationalize--whats rational?
    life is and thats it
    i can see all of the different doors
    and hallways
    i like the trees and the rivers
    open mind for an open space
    and some peace and quiet

    art is energy
    is subconcious
    is expression
    comes from the mind
    the body and
    the soul
    divine is all that are alive


    ...werd up
    Friday, June 3rd, 2005
    6:18 pm
    the new system of a down cd is badass
    im goin tubin on the river with some friends tomorrow
    theres something wrong with me theres something wrong with you theres something wrong with me theres something wrong with you
    whoever reads this..
    buy the new system of a down cd
    or burn it
    whatever
    its fucking good
    Friday, May 27th, 2005
    4:05 pm
    i got the bluze
    i made a couple of necklaces today, though
    theyre nice--my aunt bought one
    what to do what to do
    my mind is racing and my muscles are tense and i dont know what to think sometimes
    but im ok
    it felt so good to talk last night
    Wednesday, May 25th, 2005
    9:07 pm
    we saved the life of a puppy
    he came in from mr.fish-a pet shop:(- lethargic and was in the same close quarters of another puppy with parvo(a potentially-almost indefinitely-fatal virus that attacks the intestine,killing off the inner linings of it and obviously is a very serious disease) so he too had parvo
    luckily we caught it early and with aggressive(not harmful,of course) treatment i am happy to say he is alive and well
    he loves to be held and is happy as can be
    fuck mr.fish
    they did not want to pay for the treatment and wanted us to euthanize it
    doc took matters into his hands
    now that hes better, mr.fish wands him back
    needless to say were adopting him out someone at my work is taking him
    fuck pet stores greedy bitches
    breeders too sorry people but...
    fuck you and fuck off
    dont you have anything better to do than to force animals to breed
    take their babies and sell them for profit while animal overpopulation is a growing problem and causes countless euthanasias everyday
    neglect and refuse to treat the sick FUCK YOU
    what makes humans so fucking superior
    even if we are, isn't that more the reason to take care of and look after the "less intelligent"? help them out teach them and learn from them
    no lets treat 'em like shit maybe it'll make our dicks grow hard with desire for power--a true achievement
    right?
    4:49 pm
    do these words mean anything to anyone?
    testure:

    in nervous convulsion crouches infant ape trembling in mothers shit cage eyes tear less filled with contempt clinic mask experiment with life and death smell lingering noxious mixed scent anxiety omnipotent doctor grinds the cage door revealing loves primal instinct taken away the tiny face terrified rant and rave smash your head against the cage vacuum clicks on high conscious of the pain pass off as humane white coat seems so clean most dirt bleached out of greed force the point of habit eyes burn in a rabbit push the pain test button spines cut trip mucous inflection more die. pills each day what goes around comes back stronger tap into the brain break the skull again smash price research rat lab rent pain in flesh more ill drug store sales sharpen the knife emphasis on money new disease everyday end is seen and coming reseach turns it's back to gain crush the spine genocide kitten drags its dead limb continuing all suffering it will come back and win shock paralyse turn trauma burns out the will to live the lying message 5 year genocide 1945 suicide vivisect VI

    fuck animal abusers
    fuck animal abuse
    fuck science
    i could kill a human before i could kill an animal
    i could harm a human before i could harm an animal
    unconditional love is the best overall
    hang in there my furry (and not-so-furry) friends
    you'll all be saved one day
    i love animals
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