HA!

what if you could eat the music you made, you'd eradicate the hungry musician.
metal-heads would create steaks - medium rare
the death metal dude would make it raw.
poppy ( not the plant) people would have some sugar and fluff
I think thats enough.

Damn, I'm hooked on to this online puzzle. bloody addictive. bloody frying.
here's the link. No fun if you cheat.

http://members.shaw.ca/energythief/

हिन्दी

प्रिय आगंतुक,
आशा है कि आप ठीक है .
मैं विरोध नहीं कर सके Google अनुवाद का उपयोग करते हुए हिन्दी में .
मैं समझ भी नहीं कर सकते हैं पाखाना मैं ने लिखा है .
अब मैं हिंदी में बहुत अच्छा है .
रॉक मैं हिन्दी में .
उन सभी हा हा जो मुझे संदेह है .
मैं प्रेम Google अनुवाद.


*For the losers who do not understand hindi use google translate. kickass.

A little more of a little more Waffling

MONEY

I can't stand people who say that money is the root of all evil blah blah ....
What I believe is that people who want money for the sake of it being money are the fuckups.

People do not understand money. Money = Value
It is when this simple equation fails that things go nuts.

Money on its own is useless, its a piece of paper or metal which on its own has no value. It is what money represents in terms of true value that give it its value. When I look at money I have made I most definetely don't think of it as evil, I think of it as value that I have provided in return for value that is mine.

The worst sort of people are those that do not understand this. So on one side you have the type who collects money for the sake of it , without it having any value. So basically this would be the type who makes money without providing value for it. This is no differrent from being a common thief. Hell, at least a common thief would know or admit he is a thief, in a wierd sort of way it is his way of life. But these folks do not consider themselves that. Society does not consider them that either ( and if society considers someone to be something then it must be true, yes? HA!).

Now this is easy to understand when you think of the state and the way it functions. The state takes value from you and gives you nothing in return.

On the other side you have those who say that money is evil. This is the sort who would say that a person should not earn any, should live for the sake of your neighbor etc.. this is truly the worst. What this person is basically saying is go through life without any sense of value for anything. What this person is saying is: do not value yourself, it does not matter if you sell yourself to the highest bidder or the lowest.

Balls. I know my value and would sell only at that. If I don't get my price, screw it I won't sell. I am MINE.

adios.

A little more waffling

"My views on charity are very simple. I do not consider it a major virtue and, above all, I do not consider it a moral duty. There is nothing wrong in helping other people, if and when they are worthy of the help and you can afford to help them. I regard charity as a marginal issue. What I am fighting is the idea that charity is a moral duty and a primary virtue."
– Ayn Rand

I believe the whole thought of being ashamed of success is something that is pre-conditioned into people from the time they are created.

I believe in fairness. What leads a person who has less then I do to believe that he is entitled to what is mine. If I do wish to help a person out, it is because I wish to and not because society demands that I do. I would help a person who I believe is needy and would actually profit from my help. The interpretation of who is needy is completely my decision, and I am not saying that I can't be wrong, but at least the mistake is my own.

The word needy again obviously does not refer only to wealth (meaning money).

I also believe that the world works on a system of give and take ( now everybody's yelling about selfless love etc.). Think of a mother and child. The mother loves the child because the child is hers and hers alone, the child in turn loves the mother because it associates the mother with warmth and is nurtured by her.

Another ooh he's a fucking selfish asshole with no morals whatsoever point – what happens when the balance breaks. ie- you have one side giving more than the other.

Shit happens. So you end up having the weepy ( hindi movie styled) mother who keeps complaining that her kid doesn't give a shit, the kid says his moms an asshole blah blah blah (alright i took it to the next level). What I really want to say is that the balance HAS to be maintained.

Alright the easy way to get everyone to agree with me is taxes. We pay taxes and we do not get anything in return. What the fuck is an income tax? Are you actually charging me to live the way i want to? Believe me I don't mind paying taxes as long as i get an equivalent form of return.

Aaahh screw it.

adios

holy crap, i don't know how to delete posts

th dr blgr

I still like getting sorta drunk,
i'm still at work but am already drunk.
the times are passing by,
and people change.
people change, people change
I, dont think i've ever changed.

maybe for good, maybe for bad
have thought the same, forever and,
still think i'm right, and not in the grey
think i follow the right way.
people change, people change
I, dont think i've ever changed.

tomorrow again i put on my mask(s)
and look at people like auditioning a cast
but for one i'd rather not, (mask)
rather not, rather not,
the perfect fit, for a perfect(?) skit

people change, people change
I, dont think i've ever changed.
dunno if i should,
or if i ever would.

and to end with the cliched excuse (the worst kind)
"i'm drunk" adios.

trip on hoffmon

so al hoffman, messing around ergot
obviously didn,t know the shit that was about to be got ( HA)
lets be hip and make some pharmaceutical,
absorb some through my tips and ride my bicycle. (Hoo -HA)

He rode, rode and rode, rode
the bicycle aint movin down the #$*d
the neighbor's a witch and the furniture's got guns,
what in bloody heaven have i gone and done.

LSD-25, medicine for the soul,
at this point in time we all need some more
screw the bloody hippies, who hijacked it then,
and use it to find out what we are supposed to be now.



R.I.P
Albert Hoffman (January 11, 1906 – April 29, 2008)

*for some reason while writing this stuff, dylan's "hurricane" kept playing through my head.
after i got done i see that the damn words fit directly into that song. talk about Plagiarism.

I like rhyming. good fun.