Why you can't think in stereotypes

Flower Power didn't work because it was too self-indulgent.

"if you have many desires your life will be interesting"
"looking back is the first sign of aging and decay"
"there's nothing except what you sense"
"It's just an accident that your parents are your parents"

I saw this site and it made me think of RB.

i hate it when people talk on their cell phones while they're "exercising" at the gym. i want to kick them in the face.

women have been having sex with guys who wear bola ties for years...

i want to sink my fingers into your head and bring them back out knowing what you know

it's all i want to do this morning

'BLOGGABLES ??? THE BLOGOSPHERE ??? BLOGOMATIC ??? SIMULBLOGCAST ??? ECOBLOGS ??? METABLOGS ??? BLOGS OF BLOGS ??? MEDIABLOGS ??? CATABLOG ??? UBERBLOG ??? BLOGSERVATION ??? RADIOBLOGS ??? BLOGSPIRATION ??? BLOGS OF BLOGS TALKING ABOUT BLOGGING BLOGS ???

Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen
The Future is here
And it's even lamer than
You ever thought possible"

can nervous breakdown songs also be make-out songs? guess it depends on how much time has past.

This is a picture of an Exploration of Life with No Rules...

and it blasts a hole in the head until it seeps ouw of the mouth and through the fingers and onto the keyboard. and out to you for your mind to interpret. this is life today. (that sounds boring as shit like a PBS special)

"When you choose your friends, don't be short-changed by choosing personality over character." --W. Somerset Maugham

Why is everyone so damned afraid of feeling sad? It's not that bad. There are bad things in the world but feeling something and knowing what it is and why it is and just being able to detach from it and say, "yeah, that's sadness alright" should be worth something. I think you should have to feel really low, otherwise how the hell are you going to appreciate feeling better?

Plus every day, something that feels like it is going to break you that does not break you is an incredible thing to learn about yourself. You're much stronger on the other side of this tragedy, whatever yours is. And there is always an other side.

Maybe I'm too clinical about it. But it's not like as we age and move through life it gets easier. People die, parents are going to die, friends and siblings. Most of us will have to bury a lot of people we love before its our turn. Of course that's scary. But it's life. It's life and more importantly, it's yours. It's the only one you get.

Learn how to sit with the pain, goddammit. Just because you're hurt doesn't mean you're by yourself in anything.

brllaaaggh

smooth and tall and dark and even and i still can't shake it although i know it's not really that at all, couldn't be, it wasn't that great and certainly didn't teach me much, but what if i'm just that afraid of what i know is real? so afraid that the mind latches on, shakes its jaws like an animal and it's suddenly not about the real but instead all about distraction, the ultimate form of self-punishment and it's about time i learned to stop hurting myself, i'm having happiness served to me on a platter and all i can think about is this meaningless smooth tall dark evenness and this feeling better go away right quick because it makes no sense

It’s not that “your” theories are out there that bugs the shit out of me. I mean, who am I to say? You could be right. You’re probably just as right as anyone for all I know. The thing that kills me is the awkward relish with which you espouse others’ claims. It doesn’t help that in your manic sermonizing, you get simple grammar and technical language wrong. I’ve heard this shit once and already I know more about it than you, but you don’t see me making a buffoon of myself. Fuck. And somehow it took watching you confront someone else with your shit for it to really hit me. Your defensive posturing. Almost aggressive. Twitchy. You sputtering imbecile! You’ve never once been able to engineer the word “furthermore” into a sentence and everyone listening to you use it now can tell. What, you read one book and you feel like you’re allowed to say “paradigm shift” whenever you want? Learn to speak in the past tense first, buddy. What? Examples? You need examples?: You said “costed” the other day. “Costed”! For fuck’s sake! I wouldn’t have believed anyone could say that if I hadn’t witnessed it myself. Fucking shut up and save us all the embarrassment. I mean that’s the worst part, that I feel embarrassed for you. I can’t correct you, not here in front of these people. I’m making the least eye contact and probably listening the closest, but you’re doing nothing to warrant a lifeline here. At this point, I want to see you drown.

Oh yes, sweet God in heaven thank you. He fucking walked out! Did you see that? Your would-be convert walked away! Just like that! Just, “Oh, I gotta go.” Not even a “take care.” I always get a “take care and God bless.” Flipmode Bitch!

I felt a lot of things last night, but the most important was I realized I'm going to be alright. Smiles all around.

You have to stop sending me email forwards telling me to pass it on if I want Jesus to bless my friends and family if I agree with teaching prayer in school. I so much disagree with that I just have to open and close my mouth a few times when you send me these things. I don't even think we should allow it, let alone teach it. And I am not going to be frowned upon by god and cursed if I break the email chain. I cannot believe a grown woman buys into that sort of thing.

Happy Mother's Day!

The Promise of Sweets

Lay naked upon my couch and hang your hair. Confused eyes believe you're one. Close yours and inch your body up mine. Let me feel the warmth of your back over my stomach and then against my chest. Tilt your head and take time to touch your tongue to my finger tips. Steal the chocolates from my hands and before you swallow, let me taste them on your lips.

If I put it in a hot dog bun, you'd eat it, wouldn't you?

I'm not getting my 7 touches even though I need way more than that

The ghosts were Jealous

"You can easily judge the character of others by how they treat those who can do nothing for them or to them." -- Malcolm Forbes

"Be honorable yourself if you wish to associate with honorable people." -- Welsh Proverb

"If I take care of my character, my reputation will take care of itself." -- Dwight L. Moody

"Associate yourself with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation; for ‘tis better to be alone than in bad company." --George Washington

"It is easy enough to be pleasant, when life flows by like a song. But the one worthwhile is one who will smile, when everything goes dead wrong." -- Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1850-1919, Poet

Breakfast of champions. A bowl of Soul Crushing Crunch
But not the kind you want for breakfast, dinner, or lunch
You'll pick up your spoon when the milk has gone bad
Until it seeps through your stomach and rots what you had
Add a side of betrayl cause you've tasted that before
Maybe you didn't think about ingredients. A problem once more.
There is a better recipe which you seemed to neglect
Up there on the top shelf you'll find a healthy dose of respect

Last Night

Jesus Christ my heart feels twisted. I've never been treated like this before. It's so upsetting. But you know what, life goes on. Just need to find the right one trick pony.

If this thing doesn't work out, I'm going to see the world the same as I did before. If it does, it feels like things are going to change. I thought about what you said and you're right. Smart girl.

I'm aching in this void without you. I feel like half of a story.

Laying in the darkness he could feel a single tear at the brim of his eye. It had only half left his but the air made it cool and he could feel it beginning to dissolve into his cheek. "This would make for great writing," he thought as he began to get up from his bed. "But what about great living? What will make for that?" And he relaxed and layed back down. The dreamt stories of spending the sunset barefoot in the sand over a bottle of wine shared straight from the bottle awaited him.

You selfish piece of shit. You egomaniacal constant loser. I know a secret. Yo'ull never amount to anything until you can see past the end of your own nose. Which means never, because you never will. You are doomed. And I don't feel at all sorry for you.

100,000$ is a lot of money, but how much is saying "No" worth?