bored?

being alone isn't really all that bad. but promise me this. don't forget who you are. don't forget where you're from. if you can't be yourself, life in someone else's shoes is going to be alot harder. That's really all I have to say today.

i bet you'll want to know more

coming soon...



a tribute

if my mother died...

i would probably be very sad. I know how to tie my shoes. I would miss her so much. I took this picture the other day and i thought it looked fantastic. it looks way better on paper than it does on the computer. stupid film scanner. something as simple as tieing your shoes can have such emotional connotations. love your parents while you have them. everytime you leave their house could be the last time you see them alive.



so as not to end on such a down note, underoath concert today. it is time to rock out.

life's biggest problem

selfish people who don't realize that they are selfish people. i would say you know who you are, but you don't. you're too caught up in yourself to even know you hurt the people around you. you think you are a perfect person with perfect goals, but you could not be wronger. don't even try to tell me you are not selfish. you are. ask people who know you. you think you have many friends, but take off the mask you wear around everyone and you'll find yourself lonely. i hope you realize what you are doing before you find yourself all alone. but trust me, if you don't change, you'll end up washed up and sad. in all honesty, selfish people are mean jerks. i could say more but you probably stopped reading already.

photographical evidence of life on this planet

i don't know what i was thinking when i wrote the title to this entry. perhaps i was sick of all the fakeness and decided to say that i know there is something more. i am currently scanning some film, so i might post them later on. don't forget to leave a name on your comment, it lets me know who you are.

one of the straws caught the rest of the broom on fire

one of the things that makes me so mad in inconsideration. i don't see how some people can be so incosiderate. i don't claim to be innocent, but at least i know when i'm doing it and i feel remorse, and i seek to do something to make it up. some people however can't even see it and it upsets me, to say the least. stop one second and think about other people and stop thinking about your own agenda for 5 minutes. please. please. as contradictory as it may sound, for your own sake.

you can't spell funeral without "fun"

upon recent inspection of the word funeral, i realized that it's full of fun. or at least the almost half full of fun. the arcade fire is a great band. check them out. download them on itunes or buy the cd. don't steal it. it makes kittens die. seriously.

who to blame, the match or the arsonist?

i just want to say that some people don't know what they had in life until they're dead and gone. isn't that sad? take a look in the mirror and ask yourself why things are the way they are. don't blame other people for your problems. blame yourself. i'm not saying you should hate yourself for what you've done to yourself. you have to keep moving and change what you've been doing. if you aren't happy, if you feel lonely, if things feel too hard, you've only got yourself to blame. as for me, i don't care what you think.

the sideways glance

some people use it to look out their windows while in the car. i do. toonces the driving cat didn't, and he crashed multiple times. after the sideways glance and the obvious forward focus, don't forget to look back. expecially when changing lanes. mistakes in our past shape us into who we are and should keep us from falling into the same hole. keep an eye on them, but not two. look ahead. but remember. never forget.

this accursed astygmatism

don't quote me on the spelling. what is there to say when you have seen nothing or heard nothing? you can't talk without listening to speech. you can't talk about things you haven't seen. you need to be informed and educated. but don't take my word for it, figure it out yourself.




"don't give up fighting until nothing else gets in your way. don't give up talking until there's nothing left to say. no matter what you do, don't ever compromise what you believe"

everything was exactly how it seemed

i sat and thought about stuff and came up with this. also it's a pretty cool picture of me, which was needed to show everyone i am not a dark lord




i am unshaven at time of photograph. i was in a white abyss and couldn't find a razor anywhere.

it's true, it does sound like a train

sometimes life can seem like it's all going in one direction. but stop. no, really, stop. look around you. look behind you. look below you. there is no track. those are dotted lines that society wants you to follow. don't keep moving because you think you hear a train on the tracks. that noise is people lying to you. telling you to get a career, telling you to think like everyone else, telling you to keep in line until the day you die. don't believe them. free yourself and as many as you can. as cliche as it may sound, stop and smell the roses. don't be persuaded by what may seem like a happy life, but instead find out for yourself what makes you happy.

great movie?

The Motorcycle Diaries is probably one of the most touching films i've seen in a while. It is the story of the voyage that changed Ernesto "Che" Guevara's life forever. It made me think.

So many people working to stay alive, while the people they work under reap all the wealth and riches. It doesn't make sense that even here in the US that the wealth distribution is to a point of grave injustice. Everyday people go in to work hoping that one day they will get ahead in the game and just be even with the race, but every hour they put in for a minimal wage only makes the rich that much richer. There's got to be a better way.

now for something a la A Softer World

here is something inspired by a softer world. hopefully i won't get sued for copying style, and hopefully people will like it.



lindsay, don't get offended, this is fiction. I know you don't really want to kill me... i hope...

it's sad. i call it requiem for an escort...




...only for a moment, then the moment's gone...

www.ihatemycar.org

that's not a real link. not endorsed by me, anyways. yet. if it did exist, i would probably endorse it. as long as i didn't have to like my car.

I am thinking a bike would be cool to have. seriously. everyone should have one. and not have cars. they pollute the atmosphere.

keep your's safe from automobile zombies. they like chains.

dawn of the coupes

just like in old times, they will say. bikes will be seen going up and down streets, the air will be clean, and people will be healthy. all cars will have been deposited at one of 100 major automobile graveyards in the nation. everyone thought that they were say. but thoughts like that only get you dead. cars would come back from the dead. they will laugh at us and call us queer. they will point their discombobulated hoses at our bikes and in short, motorized grumblings will say "must eat bikes chains." then all hope will be lost.

does anyone have a chain wrench? i much need one to revive my car and keep it from eating my bike parts.

refraction and glare

sometimes you just need to look at life from a different angle, but sometimes the glare won't let you. you have to get special anti-reflection/refraction coatings or maybe even laser surgery if your plan covers it

eight is too early for anything. life should be lived past ten. in the morning. to two at night. that's eight hours of sleep. the world should shift it's schedule forward two hours.

it's nap time.

tomorrow will be a new day somewhere...

eh, so my car is still broken down, and my patience is running thin, but everything will be fine.

reminds me of a time when my leg was hurt and i couldn't walk. it was painful.

and aliens attacked but they had a.d.d, so we were all spared. pluto wasn't so lucky.

in case you didn't notice, i am trying to randomize my thoughts. it doesn't make sense, but it might someday on the moon.

the picture? yeah, i joined the dark side...

doesn't it look crazy? i was just messing with the levels and smoothened the grain out a bit.

can I recycle titles?

It's true, the hard times only make us stronger. I remember a time when we were close. I remember a time when I was a jerk. I remember a time when you were a jerk. I remember a time when we were mad. I remember a time when we are close again. And stronger. Do you?

Fools and sharp sticks

My car broke down today. I punched it in the face and kneed it in the muffler. I'll fix it tomorrow. Today, rather.

The hamster died on the wheel. No, just kidding, it's been long dead. This makes no sense.

Grow up. I did.