A serpent is more powerful than it's venom

Is it possible for this place to be anything more than a collaberation of thoughts? A person's physical strength can only go as far as his muscle's stretch, and that is a limitation I'm not willing to accept. I think people forget that there is more to strength than your heaviest press. The physical embodiment of somone's power fails in comparison with one's ability to emotionally control another. There isn't a single person (Excluding those Everquest junkies who sit in their basement eating dominoes and drinking mountain dew until their level 68 sorcerer learns lvl 10 magic missle. His character is inevitably stolen by some other worthless hacker dork, and our D&D loving friend puts a gun to his face and sacrifices his life to the programmers and graphical engineers at Sony Online Entertainment) who can say that they were never controlled by somone close to them. It's proof that every human is an innate gambler. When we build relationships with people we put certain aspects of ourself on the line. We depend on others for fullfillment of the most basic human drives: love and acceptance. If the ones we love dissapoint us, it refelcts our emotional ante. Can we love another without without fastening our own noose? We struggle as long as possible to keep the foundation sturdy, but even the slightest moment of dishonesty can send that foundation crashing hard. Starting from the top vertebrae, each bone is set out of alignment until you can't move and the rope tugs so hard against your throat that the skin burns from contact. It wouldn't burn so much if you would just stop struggling and let the inevitable sink in as you whither your emotional past away. What my damage could have been. It happens again and again, from day to day, because you are only as strong as your emotional bond with the one you love. And now that love has crashed in flames and you are the epicenter of an unquenchable blaze. No matter how devastating, it will happen again. Maybe one more pull on that slot machine will bring you to pride and fortune. And I can't just sacrifice all we have had for this petty cycle. If I did then there would be nothing left. No storm, no tears, and this reptile, considerately feeding off of my lies. This pain would slip away if I can just let you learn your own lessons, but our relationship was too profound. Your burden has become mine. And I hate you for this. LISTEN TO TOOL

I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me -
"H." Aenima

"Speak for yourself. Question authority" - Maynard

Do words insult you? Do you find yourself frequently upset over the behavior of others? Can you blame most of the problems in your life on somone else? Then please by all means, join the human race. When are people going to start realizing that life doesn't revolve around your hair or your clothes or your car or even your friends? It's what you do with your short time here that counts. I know it sounds tacky but your legacy is worth nothing if you spend your days lying to yourself and appeasing others. DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. Break something, burn something, kill something, build something, grow something, smoke something, and leave everything behind. GET THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR APARTMENT. Make goals and then break them! We have the power to do anything and you're sitting at the computer reading my nonsensicle tirade against a society of cock blockery. Fucking Republicans. You wouldn't call this an editorial, it's called soon-to-be-an-addition-to-this-sick-sad-world angst. I'm writing because it's fun and I can look back at my time spent here and remeber how great it feels just to speak my mind. I wouldn't trade a single second spent with my awesome friends playing video games, or getting drunk, or watching movies, or screaming at Aaron, or playing walleyball, or making fun of the weird people at the bookstore. To anyone I've ever encoutered and connected with, our time was not wasted because we haven't spoken in a long time. We can prove anything we want to ourselves and that is all that is important. Everything in this universe DOES evolve around you. We can't enter anyone elses head, we don't have the capability to do this and we never will. Even if we invented something that interpreted the frequencies of brain patterns to accurately decipher what a person is thinking, that is as artificial as the compents manufactured to fabricate such a slanderous misuse of technology. Just because John Doe has a tumor in his frontal lobe doesn't mean his brain is broken. He just sees things differently than everyone else. You can instituationalize all the people you want, but you can't cease evolution. To quote the great Andrew W.K., "you can't stop what you can't end". Even the constants of every science are only exact to the parameters of this time. During the stages of the early universe the parameters of gravity and the speed of light were different because those constans are a function of the balance of everything. Is it so hard to believe that the balance has shifted due to the existence of life and advanced organisms? Stars have exploded and galaxies have collapsed. Our fundamental explanation of life even dictates that, to adapt, all things must change in time. So there ya have it, life is as you see it and no one can take that away. If you want to be happy then be happy, and if you want to be a melancholy drain on those that care about you, then by all means go ahead and serve your meaningless existance. I just hope that everyone takes advantage of everything on this planet to appease your selfish insignificant mind because that is all the human race can do and has done since the beginning. Maynard was right about evolution, it happens too slow. But, it's just so easy to point the finger and blame others and I am a victim of slow evolution so I'll join the masses and take one for the team. A team where no one knows the players and everyone is playing a different game. But I'll play, and I'll blame you for my bullshit just to appease my broken spirit. LISTEN TO TOOL

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication - "Schism" Lateralus

With the right tools we can all accomplish great things!

Sometimes when you get an idea you just gotta run with it. It's those spur of the moment choices that make life interesting. I've been saying that it's time for a drastic change and that time is upon us! Today, I shaved off all of my pubic hair. Aren't you happy you read my blog? And with that I bid you farewell...have a lovely evening.