rexx

good afternoon, my loves.




my life can be defined by the items currently on my coffee table:


bag of pot
bowl
weekly crossword
j.p. donleavy novel
cup of coffee
two vibrators
and a one and a half pound tomato.


(just add whiskey)



well i just so happened to be down south paying the family a visit and in the duration of my stay i endured a viewing of the mtv video music awards with my teenage sister (who i love dearly).

the visions and sounds which alighted upon my being filled an old recluse like myself with absolute horror. granted, i expected to be horrified but the thoughts of violence which flooded my mind were a bit overwhelming.

there are hardly words.

but there are two to which i now, after years of ephemeral periods of hope, whole-heartedly surrender:


nihilism |nlizm; n-|
noun
the rejection of all religious and moral principles, often in the belief that life is meaningless.
Philosophy extreme skepticism maintaining that nothing in the world has a real existence.

misanthropy |missanrp|
noun
a dislike of humankind.




let us all take a few minutes and savor the good old days:







it has been a summer. it hasn't been good and at times it was terrible.
but it has been one.

i am disgusted by the majority of the world around me and i am ready for winter
when they will all go the fuck inside.



i have grown absolutely fucking sick and tired of doing anything that i don't want to do and having to tolerate ignorami of all shapes, sizes, and statuses in the workplace. i now work only at 31st street pub for the time being and will probably start doing freelance promotional work again once i feel i have recovered from this season of hell. i have put up with too much bullshit for far too long and working at the pub has shown me that i can have a job with people who possess similar personalities and world views and that actually have a regard for my worth as an individual human being. i can make the money that i deserve. and i will now accept no less.


how rapidly technology has advanced in the last few years and especially in regards to social media (which now consumes absolutely every ounce of the lives of the majority of those in first world countries including individuals, businesses, and former places of refuge such as suicidegirls.com) fills my heart with a massive apathy towards any hope for the future. i will live my life in my little shell of the universe. i no longer believe in change on a large, medium, and possibly even a small scale and i refuse to become a part of where this world is going. i hate what this has become so much that i literally cannot express it to you in words. to even try would frustrate me nearly to my death. i also cannot imagine how this new-found life via screen will continue to evolve over the next few years as it seems to be taking over at a rate of epic proportions. google goggles? fuck yourselves.


so, that is that.

september is on the horizon which i officially deem the beginning of halloween season though my place is already well-adorned with hallowed decor.

this year i will miss having a giant porch to decorate.

oh, that porch
and all of the days and nights upon it.

so much of my life prior to this summer is now gone.
at this point, i will no longer put effort into personal relationships that don't already exist solidly.
and i have very few of those.
very, very few.
i am ok with that.


i feel like a lone hair, squeezed inside of a pair of tweezers, being extracted from the eyebrow of my past with the slowest of motions.

perhaps a brutal waxing with everything left immediately behind would have been better.

regardless, everything which has transpired needed to do so and will ultimately be for the best.


anyhow...


i was yearning for ocean and good company so i went to visit the wonderful zepp101 in new jersey where we had bloody steaks and irish whiskey and great conversation. and while he was at work all day i scampered off to coney island. where i flew high as a kite and wore the sea like a skirt of tulle.









just as much as the destinations i cherished the long bus rides,
the feeling of being neither here nor there.



there are so many good shows coming up here in pittsburgh this fall for which i am most excited.
valiant thorr, gwar, saint vitus, pallbearer, kreator, morbid angel, orange goblin, and nine inch nails are some of the most notable though there are tons of local and smaller gigs as well.



no matter what's going on atop planet earth,
i still got faith in rock n' roll.






though this blog may have sounded completely pessimistic, it was actually written with personal optimism. the putridity towards the outside world that i have just set assail on this blogging vessel frees me from it's cares.




i don't know if i said all i wanted to say but either way i must leave you.
it is almost noon and i need coffee.
thanks for stopping by.

until next time..

<3 Rexx












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