It’s that feeling that you get when you heI had a page of shit that I had written, but I shall postpone it. My night was taken hostage when some of the crew came over and side tracked me from my night of drink and writing. I get this drunk for a reason, which some of you may find ridiculous – but here is the breakdown. I get drunk, so drunk that I can barely walk. This leaves me in a state that is near impossible to drive, thus stranding me at home, forcing me to write and take care of what I need to do. I had hammered out several pages of random shit, some of which I had planned to use on an update, but these distractions killed this. First it was the crew and then it was a friend whom I talked with on the phone. Don’t get me wrong though, I am not complaining, for I love all of these people very much. Enough so to trade my life for theirs, but that is another story for another day. Since I am far too drunk at this point to finish my previous writings, I will pick up where the phone call was hovering... What is love?
Love is happiness. Love is not having any doubt or questions in your mind. Love is being able to just look at the person and smile. Love is a feeling that no one can influence. Love is pure and non-judgmental. Love is when you would gladly trade your own life to save theirs without second thought. Love just feels right; it should never feel wrong or awkward. It should calm your soul and give you an inner peace that nothing can penetrate. It should make your cheeks hurt, and your brain numb. It should make the clouds soft and the color of the trees a sharp-crisp-green. It should make you carry an evil grin that makes others just crave to know what evils you must be plotting. It should just make you happy. This is what love is to me. Relationships, sure they are nice – but they are not the only place to find love. Life to me is some weird gigantic Rubik’s cube that I may never solve, but I sure as hell am enjoying the challenge. This shit is good times, enjoy your life. You can watch others but don’t speak, let them enjoy their lives as well – with no influence. Be yourself, enjoy what you got and squish hamburger through your fingertips to ward off the devils that make me type stupid shit like this. In fits of drinking this appears funny, but in the morning it will make me look like a jackass. It will be funny if I actually post this side note to myself, but if I didn’t – then my brain would not enjoy talking to myself like I am now, and that is humorous… oh god – my brain is melting, seeping in to my keyboard, becoming one with the circuitry. Paul Simon is on the radio, he makes me smile. If I smile any more my fucking skull shall explode! The dreams I had last night were about eating kale*, the vegetable. I have no idea the significance of this, but back to where I was earlier... Love, it is everywhere. Just relax, stop taking life so damn serious and realize this shit isn’t permanent. Fix your brain, drop you game and enjoy.
I woke up this morning with my laptop beside me in bed, and I just stared at the mess I had emptied on to the screen. I strummed* my morning wood for a minute, just to watch it snap to attention, peed and now I shall finish.
There are some new photos in
the digiCam project, which are not work safe and some new flicks in
the graffiti project that are in progress. Also I turned off the comments in the graffiti project again. I am tired of people talking shit on there, because it’s not just talking shit. If you doubt your own skills you don’t need to drop names, this isn’t talking shit – it’s called dropping names and that makes you a rat. Well I will be back tomorrow with some vulgar, but entertaining video clips that I shot over the weekend. Well back to the grind, so enjoy your day.
10-25-2005, 08:50 AM
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