goodness and stuff

An intangible quality has pertained itself to me, like a higher understanding of the laws that surround me. And I should keep it a secret because heads roll and blood is shed every day. It is clear and clear and crystal pristine. Oh my. So that's it. Simple but sobering. Ink on the skin. I am good. We are good. We are good.

see saw

In the haze of the day after I try to hold on to the memories of pleasure but the tunnel is dark. I understand in the clear light of conscience that I have sabotagged myself entirely and yet this feels much more right. Is it right to hold onto a memory you like a lot? Is it wrong to relive the past? Like a movie well-favoured, which one keeps winding past the eyes of the mind. Is there anything wrong with that? Is it better to let go? Like a dream come true or something equally boring. I don't know.

fresh from the oven

technocrats

EVERYONE
IS
SMARTER
THAN
YOU
THINK
THEY
ARE

1 + 1 = 0

CONTENT = VOID < MEANING

the meaning of circles

A degree of pleasantness, or let's say "acting", is necessary when engaging with people. The best way to contribute to a social situation, which in itself is already a tense one for all involved, is not to pursue those individual opinions and keepsakes that one may think are so rightly his, that define and contour him as a person, so much as it is about facilitating, or "easing" conversation by sticking to a predictable norm that allows the listeners to relax and feel familiar in their surroundings. People like comfort. Therefore using terminology, body language, and speech that is familiar to your subgroup is the easiest way to ease yourself in, and to ultimately "belong".

- Unknown

horns

does it come from the genuine face?
they can tell
(all of them)
do you neutralize the random space?
sucking away all its fearsomes.
would you dare?
(do you ever)

do you realise you aren't to show
and that by not doing it,
you negate your own bold
inhumane
uncourageous soul?
i wouldn't rhyme you in my own dying
surrendering capacities,
deprived of breath
sleep and some other faculties.

yay

I feel happy again. I can't explain.

tea time

sirinival

Dude these guys are my neighbors. How sick is that.

health

Keeping the ego in check is good for the heart and soul and other parts of the body.

pacman

It is sad but true but some people just fly under the radar until they got themselves a boyfriend/girlfriend. And all of a sudden you begin wondering to yourself, oh hang on, right, he/she is nice. Look how nice he is. Look how he laughs. Lookie. And then all of a sudden, their "flaws" - wait, no need to bracket that - their dirty, dirty flaws begin to look pretty meaningless and petty. And you start thinking to yourself, God I'm stupid. Why didn't I pay attention. Why was I a bitch. Well, honey, I got news for you - it's called partial reasoning. Or something. It's a sales term, I forget what it's called. You only want it 'cos other people have it. You're a greedy bitch and if you don't watch your manners you will turn into a home wrecker forevermore.

...

just wanna eat alone

I was reading some hate article about Sasha Grey and found this video. I don't know, there's something really "gutsy" and "honest" and "passionate" about Grey in this interview. Then again, there were lots of parts that I found to be "ambiguous" and "confrontational" and "counter-reactive."

Whatever.

the pick-up move

There is nothing more romantic in these modern times than when a boy picks you up half-drunk, twirls you around, and makes sure your undies aren't showing.

professions

Girl: "What do you do?"
Boy: "I skate."
Girl: (trying not to swoon)
Boy: "I also look for jobs."

mars bars

chewy