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(no subject) [Dec. 3rd, 2008|06:25 am]

Best dream last night.
I was on my way HOME (the real one)
We played a game
forget to scan me.
Meat and flesh so grotesque

It was good to see you again.

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(no subject) [Dec. 2nd, 2008|02:33 pm]
I got it!

Am I a door?
Am I a key?

its not is it a door or key

I am door-key

Bwahahahahah! I crack my self up
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random [Dec. 1st, 2008|05:10 pm]

Maybe that is what my problem is here….

America is a Cancer (no not the disease- although similar-) It is a Cancer in astrological terms and I am a Gemini.


What fools are we to not believe in everyting and nothing?
What fools are we not?
What is the degree that I say stop?
What degree is it that will make you stop?
Hate for you do do that to me. Try to explaine that one.


The White Sage smellls good.

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(no subject) [Dec. 1st, 2008|05:03 pm]

"There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line."
- Oscar Levant

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door and key [Nov. 24th, 2008|03:00 pm]

I opend the door with out the key?

or Im looking through the widow of the door looking for the key?


I have the key but opend the door and shut it again?

Do you want the key? Can you find the door?

I am the door with the key in it but not turned?

The door is broken?

I am the door seeing each side?

I am the key?

Your are the key?

You are the door?


I lost all barriers, fear=door.  free=key

I am a ghost that doesnt even need a key or door.
fuck that, should I come over and knock on your door and scare you?

BOO! bwahahahahah!!!

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d- [Nov. 23rd, 2008|09:01 am]
Still here. Grinding my teeth.
Holding it in.

its my culture

Sophie is here now she says I pooped
gotta run.
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. [Nov. 22nd, 2008|12:19 pm]
I am fake
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(no subject) [Nov. 22nd, 2008|07:53 am]
[mood |calmcalm]

Im pretty sure no one reads this journal and if any one does its very few. Thanks and I Apoligize if you actually do read this.
I am going thrugh one of my "issues" again and thinking and typeing seems to help me sort things out as not to go too crazy - my spelling and grammar sucks (yeah Im a high school drop out so what... )(Im in RN school now <I have no effing clue why>). I may be on here a little bit more than normal.

My idenity is not incognito so if this comes back to haunt me wooptie freaken doo. (phraseof the week it seems)

So next year is the 27 and  and in 3 from then would be the 12  and  30 so = 9 and of course 9 because Mr. Telsa says 3 and thats the majick number right. 2 is too human and one is the lonelyest number you will ever do. But what does it all mean?


Sophie is 2 and is starting to studer, not studder really but echo.... card dadadada. Loge-n n n n n .I wonder if she hears echos?

More and more people are taking the stick out of their butts but gaining some sort of new probe. Is ignorance really bliss? I guess everyting has its pros and cons

I have a lot more to think (Not like I dont think some of this same old shit over and over again anyway)
We will see you later.
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help me .... fuck! [Nov. 21st, 2008|06:22 am]

Its pulling again, telling me what need to do. I cant even tell if its a want or need.


Its all in my head. You better come before its too late. Where the hell are you anyway? Im about to create a split personality.  Hold me back before I do it. The urge, not to, is far less. I have no urge to stop it.  Ita a matter of time.  No regrets, no worries. My head is swimmng, I need to feed my addiction or I want to feed IT> . FUCK!

I cant even begin to tell you what Im talking about. YOU WILL JUDGE ME.

I AM FUCKING INSANE! I can control it.... I think

thinks to my self... If I know Im insane then the insane dont now they are so im not so its real?
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Why do we die? [Oct. 31st, 2008|08:15 am]
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Why do we die?

Idea #1:

SciFi Quantum stuff:

Inside every creature there is an infinite number of living conscience universes. Living similar to our planet/universe. They are all working to move “forward” in their illusion of time. Creating ways to leave their home and travel far seeking enlightenment and other things to relate to so that they can understand “the meaning of life”.

While living in their self absorbed enlightenment masturbation they forget  about keeping their home stable, it falls apart. In a tiny microscopic sort of way, then chain reacts due to more seekers, it turns out the body falls apart and dies.  Not only is it happing in you it is happening to someone else in an infinite numbers of way.

I thought of this while driving early this morning. It sounded alot better inside my head than here.

Just saw on the news where this guy started talking about death and the 3 stages. 1, body dies, 2, ground reuses the body, 3, no one speaks your name ever again,  Does that help decide who becomes a zombie and who doesnt?

Moral of the story is to quit seeking and just KNOW-

You know, you just don’t know you know.

Know that you know and you will.


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