What could I put here that would get the point across? Not like anyone reads the shit on these pages. I'm pretty tired of the people here. If you drop friend requests I do expect to actually hear from you. I'm not into collecting people just for a high number count. Also I have no intention of joining your lounge so save yourself the time and not bother. Revisions; Since you people do not seem to understand... 1. No. I will not check out your lounge. Stop the bar tab invites. 2. No. I will not check out your friends. Stop the bar tab invites. 3. Don't bother w/friend requests unless we've talked before. Tired of deleting dead weight.
I'm an artist w/a perpetual writers block. So I'm easily frustrated these days. There's nothing more irritating in the world than feeling an emotion & the second the pen touches the paper or the brush the canvas & losing the way to express it. Which in turn causes a form of temporary insanity. Then it's just looking for a target to unload on. A frustratingly boring cycle. How does an artist survive if they can't/don't/won't create?
As far as social cliques I'd guess the Punx. Though I'm not much into the uniform anymore. No more dark purple mohawk or spiked leathers. These day's I try to be nothing more than the quiet contemplative poet plodding away his own garden trip. I'm more of a people watcher. Prefer to read them on their actions or opinions. Most seem to misunderstand that.
I guess the above affects my attitude and opinion on humanity in general. Not a fan of people in the slightest. I'm of the opinion that the majority of you are brain dead. Good for nothing. Walking husks. Do the world a favor & put a shotgun in your mouth....pull the trigger. Seriously. I used to be a friendly person. Really. But you're race as a whole make me like this. You can only push a person so far before they give up. Accept their role as a product of the environment. Know in their heart they were meant to be on the outside looking in.
I have a strange fascination w/knives. A Microtech Halo 3 is one of the most beautiful things in the world to me. Bush Mills Irish Whiskey is the greatest creation ever. Jim Morrison is our one true God.
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Life. Death. Travel. Revolt. Chaos. Disorder. Activities that have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical. ~Ñ¡ÑÁ§~ஐ Art. Writing. Painting. Drawing. Reading. Playing bass. Trying to learn the piano. Astronomy. Gambling. ~Ñ¡ÑÁ§~ஐ That's all.
A quality of ignorance, self-deception may be necessary to the poet's survival.