I'm currently collecting junk mail as a hobby, after hotmnail decided to raise inbox limits to 250mb from just 1mb, I found it clever then too take advantage. I am at the 7% mark of my collection, at this rate when I have around 27,984 junk pieces of e-mail, I will be around 13%. I'm hoping that once I get there, the museam of natural history will give me a bid at worlds least likely person to accept obvious bad news.
I like to reinterate a notion that I allow all my friends to know whenever we talk. Trust is my guiding light in life, to not trust me or be trusted by me is not only a nuisance, but a psychological war that can not be won. We as humans are defined not by our ability these days to be honest, but our ability to act as if we were. The greatest stories ever told throughout history from those told in hollywood, to dare I say it those told over centuries in the desert, have been fabricated to such a degree that no longer is the story necessary to historys survival, just the editing room.
When I die, my family will say how wonderful a son and brother I was, how full of life and education I was regardless of my violent insecure upbringing where in the majority, I was the only one violent. My father deserves all the credit on both sides of the fence though.
His apathy made me weak, but his mercy gave me heart.
Trying to talk to him raised so many questions, but his actions in his life made me want to honor him.
My father is much like Jesus would be to me and so many others. So many times I fail to realize this and I know in a lot of ways why some would find it hard to be like me or to see through my eyes. I am truly lucky to have what I do and can not express that enough.
It almost hurts when I have to face those less fortunate, even more so those who are ungrateful for having so much more, for they reveal my own hipocracy.
This weekend brought forth many new ideas and tribulations all anew. I felt warm for the first time in months, cold for the 8 billionth week in a row. Sang like there was no one there, and pondered the usefulness of getting semi-drunk before hitting the stage, look forward to that experiment shortly.
I am proud of my band, which is their band, which is our band. I love my brothers and would not trade them for anything in the world. Even though they don't understand me anymore than I do them and just as much find hardship in trying to figure me out, the gift in knowing them lies in that they do, they try.
As I try, and shall forever until I understand this life.
I want proof of supernatural beings until I here a knock in the dark. I want to meet God until I do something horrible and then wish to postpone the greeting. Spend money when I really have none. Drink when I'm not thirsty. Smoke when I'm nowhere near a smoker(secondhand reference).
I like to reinterate a notion that I allow all my friends to know whenever we talk. Trust is my guiding light in life, to not trust me or be trusted by me is not only a nuisance, but a psychological war that can not be won. We as humans are defined not by our ability these days to be honest, but our ability to act as if we were. The greatest stories ever told throughout history from those told in hollywood, to dare I say it those told over centuries in the desert, have been fabricated to such a degree that no longer is the story necessary to historys survival, just the editing room.
When I die, my family will say how wonderful a son and brother I was, how full of life and education I was regardless of my violent insecure upbringing where in the majority, I was the only one violent. My father deserves all the credit on both sides of the fence though.
His apathy made me weak, but his mercy gave me heart.
Trying to talk to him raised so many questions, but his actions in his life made me want to honor him.
My father is much like Jesus would be to me and so many others. So many times I fail to realize this and I know in a lot of ways why some would find it hard to be like me or to see through my eyes. I am truly lucky to have what I do and can not express that enough.
It almost hurts when I have to face those less fortunate, even more so those who are ungrateful for having so much more, for they reveal my own hipocracy.
This weekend brought forth many new ideas and tribulations all anew. I felt warm for the first time in months, cold for the 8 billionth week in a row. Sang like there was no one there, and pondered the usefulness of getting semi-drunk before hitting the stage, look forward to that experiment shortly.
I am proud of my band, which is their band, which is our band. I love my brothers and would not trade them for anything in the world. Even though they don't understand me anymore than I do them and just as much find hardship in trying to figure me out, the gift in knowing them lies in that they do, they try.
As I try, and shall forever until I understand this life.
I want proof of supernatural beings until I here a knock in the dark. I want to meet God until I do something horrible and then wish to postpone the greeting. Spend money when I really have none. Drink when I'm not thirsty. Smoke when I'm nowhere near a smoker(secondhand reference).