7 Cats
I never post to my blog unless something reminds me that I have one.
A feminist liberal of all people; That?s going to give me a Head Ache.
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I an?t got much to bitch about. Doing classes, ive stopped drinking for the most part. Whent to one party over the summer, and that?s it. DaMn EBAY ive blown some 200$ on it in the last month. ?No Morgan we don?t need to eat, and that Bar Sing is at such a good price.? EBay?s the Devil. Now for the Rant.

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I feel the pain has been lifted, shaped bye the Man and refitted. I fell from the death that might be my certain, but I can?t breathe under the water of this Burden. So I swim to the top and ride the ocean. A sea of rebirth, a sea of renew, reblooomed, and not consumed
I smile for years, and lay with my wife. We made the World into a bed of sand. At night, at night I forgot why Men fight. I left war under the drill, and ignored men and there so called skill. I died with my wife, on the wonderful beaches, I enjoyed life. My skin washes back into the Ocean to be born again. Born back in this cell, 4 walls of my room still make life a total hell.
I can?t breath.

Hopes for shadowman
I want a white cat named blacky, I keep a bat next to the window and a sowing needle in the car. I want to live in a van down bye the river. Salmon swim north and the dear run backwards. I got a tumor in my brain the size of a cell phone. I keep notes on the back of my hand, and swallow my gum. I keep a lust for Ravers, and get sick in airports.
Problems? Complications? Or a life time of Opportunities? You decide.

Ignorance is Bliss
What?s the point of life with out any surprises?
The Smartest are often the Saddest.

Or i was just drunk.

Hahah, Courtney the one girl ive talked to in a long time. She is so nice, and im drunk. Who knows what will happen when I call her. I try any thing at this point, hey she is a brit and she is a Libra. So what the fuck. Try new things. Awesome. Well we will see.

If your mind speaks clean thoughts, than the world just looks to be a dirty place.
?Death is certain, Life is Not? Something to live bye, or die with. The man that wrote it was on death row. You can take a turn. Give your self a break the look at the world around you. Is it complicated to be a token of attention? Just don?t Complicate it all.

Each day is the only day like this day. You can walk around and be said, and pity your self. Or take the day do something that you can remember. Don?t waste today, you don?t get a 2nd one.

Happy Birthday Shadow Man
"Something's changed since those teenage days
I'm growing into my own
I'm the talk of the Town
Looking strang and I'll say it out Loud."
(Orgy)

Soon the man will be Born
Some Boys have their days numbered. This teenager has 2.
?Every one dies. Their is a man carrying a bullet with your name on it, and they don?t even know it. The trick is, try to die of old age before it finds you.?

Wake up, For get the Past. Go a thousand miles in a jet airplane. Wake up

The Sweet is not as sweet without the Bitter.
A Night of Sweat, Loud Music, and Senseless Brawling;
Might have change my Life.
I?m getting a lot of letters now.
Dieing should be left to private, but Cry might be a public display.
Can you yell Fire?

Channel the Mind, and run though all the patterns. The Music. The Sound of the universe. A beat, beat in time. To each shows there own beat, each person play there own Tune. Like one; all the sound comes together. People become one with Harmony. To make an Ocean of Sound. The Sea of music. All the people are the writer , all people are the Music, all beaches are the world. All sounds beat in beauty. Can you hear the Ocean? Can you smell the salty wind? The Beat. The Mind. The Love?

I don?t know what happened to me over the break. In words one might say I face my own daemon? If you show Love, than Love you will receive back. ?the Smarter you are, the sadder you become.? (David Carrie ) When you hit Bottom, only way to go is up.
I?m so happy, so liked now, I don?t want this to end.

Leech's Friends
I love each of my friends to death, and I hate myself for treating them all like crap. I know I'm not the best of people. An egotist, so inconsiderate, I'm a jerk. I hear this too often. It keeps me up at night, much like this one. The problem is easy to fix, but hard to apply the correction. I need help. I ask to all of you. Those who hate me, others that resent me, and most that loath. Please help. Help me with your anger, help me be a better friend, help me to better understand myself. It sucks to be alone. Any one can tell you that. I'm admitting it. The richest man can count his friends in one hand. My open palm set no limits to whom may grasp it. Now I'm reaching, If there was any kindness, please reflect it Or better your self. Give no pity, only acknowledgement. Emotion separates the animals from man, But still selfishness keeps man out of the jungle.
?O the angst, haha it?s my turn.?