at times like this it always helps when i remind myself that poop spelled backwards is poop. it may seem a small thing at first but it really brings everything into perspective for me. for example its nice to know that no matter how you rearrange it it's still poop. and no matter how you punctuate it it is still poop. its very resilient. much like murfreesboro. after i destroy the world only cockroaches, cher, and murfreesboro will have survived.
which brings me to monkeys. monkeys have poop to deal with but they are terrible typists and they mostly prefer sign language which somewhat negates the issue of spelling. however it is worth noting that all monkeys, irregardless of their linguisitic abilities, have a rather ingenious solution for poop. they throw it. and not just up in the air. they throw it at people that are bugging them, they throw it at potential mates, they throw it at people infringing their territorial rights like their tree is the monkey kashmir.
Which brings me to my point, a point now enhanced by Punctuation. We aren't monkeys. We are humans. And yet it seems that living in dire straits and confronted with the issue of poop the best we can come up with is to throw it other people. We give people shit for being happier than us, we give them shit so they will take pity on us and perhaps try to make our lives better, we give them shit when they won't. We give people shit for driving slowly, or liking Ska music or weird clothes. We give them shit for Slipknot. As advanced as we are with higher thought processes that have lead us to religion (the good kind, like buddhism, not the republican party or fox news), space flight ( and the brilliant double entendre of Tang), and cures for small pox, polio, infections, and headaches... as smart as we are the best we can do is generally to give people shit. I guess the typical response to your post, especially by me, would normally be "Yeah, I know, I'm miserable too." And then I would follow that up with my own disection of murfreesboro. But ofcourse this town is hell, its just 100,000 assholes throwing poop at each other because they don't want to deal with their own shit. Smile Sav. Breathe deep and just use that shit as fertilizer. Grow some beautiful stories and bring the ugliness to its knees. I think shit should be used for planting flowers, and NOTHING else.
Love, Jesse West End.
which brings me to monkeys. monkeys have poop to deal with but they are terrible typists and they mostly prefer sign language which somewhat negates the issue of spelling. however it is worth noting that all monkeys, irregardless of their linguisitic abilities, have a rather ingenious solution for poop. they throw it. and not just up in the air. they throw it at people that are bugging them, they throw it at potential mates, they throw it at people infringing their territorial rights like their tree is the monkey kashmir.
Which brings me to my point, a point now enhanced by Punctuation. We aren't monkeys. We are humans. And yet it seems that living in dire straits and confronted with the issue of poop the best we can come up with is to throw it other people. We give people shit for being happier than us, we give them shit so they will take pity on us and perhaps try to make our lives better, we give them shit when they won't. We give people shit for driving slowly, or liking Ska music or weird clothes. We give them shit for Slipknot. As advanced as we are with higher thought processes that have lead us to religion (the good kind, like buddhism, not the republican party or fox news), space flight ( and the brilliant double entendre of Tang), and cures for small pox, polio, infections, and headaches... as smart as we are the best we can do is generally to give people shit. I guess the typical response to your post, especially by me, would normally be "Yeah, I know, I'm miserable too." And then I would follow that up with my own disection of murfreesboro. But ofcourse this town is hell, its just 100,000 assholes throwing poop at each other because they don't want to deal with their own shit. Smile Sav. Breathe deep and just use that shit as fertilizer. Grow some beautiful stories and bring the ugliness to its knees. I think shit should be used for planting flowers, and NOTHING else.
Love, Jesse West End.
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suburban_relapse:
point taken.
recordandplay:
I just wanted to thank you for sharing your tattoos on here and the website that explains the 10 bulls. I recently found the bull and I'm working to tame him. Thank you 