so i am going on one tomoro ill tell you about it when i come bback… ill bring souvineirs. maybe ill find a dictionary to learn how to spell.
i currently have 3 dollars and some loose change. thats tomorrows budget. Ill let u kno if it changes.
-still hasnt changed - jan 2009
Today was a day with dumb nothing things going on. the only problem is that i did happen to step on a toothpick and along with stepping on a toothpick comes spliters.
about 10 seconds after i wrote that i realized to my dismay that it was not a toothpick but a chopstick.
on another note my brain feels a little bit funny and i have a little bit o hyperness. I painted one big picture today and drew 3 really bad charcol self portraits.
I did these drawings for a reason. the reason is that i can not afford school so i am copying the HW assignment my friend has. and i am going to go to school with out actually going….or paying a lot of money …for artschool.
i also ate a piece of a kit kat and sushi … just in case (encase ) you were wondering
I cant stop shaking my leg
time to watch a movie.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiNvk4xizc0
Its about to snow outside and the cherries have just been picked off the trees. the cool wind blows, while the machine guns collect a light dust of snow. the heat melts it away and hands raise high and mighty over hearts, the people stand tall. A billion chests puff out, like that of a canary. helments on, the pot boils. pig skin covers bare feet, women let down thier hair. Children have fallen away into the waste land and do not exist. prepetious perserverance is strangled away from the hard working class as they age imediatley with fear. The disc flies over. Another cool wind blows. Lined like buttons on a shirt the cherries sit in place. a gift for the gods. Spinning, faster, and faster. HAnds grab eahc other and the people pray. on their knees foreheads down.
Humans rise!
They rose.
Humans SING!
they sang.
“Almighty gods we offer you our cherries take them and sacrifise us. We want our children back. Here on earth to live and replenish what we have taken from our land each other and them. They have been taught well we can-“
“Stop “. The voice boomed over a sound system the whole world could here. Like the moon and the sun they were seen and felt.
” you have not taught your children anything. They have no manners and they never will. You stupid humans have been our experiment and we have fallen in love with you but we can not tourture our planet any longer it isnt fair. Like your animals in cages we can not hold you any longer. You have progressivley gotten worse and the charts are showing it wont get any better. Today is your last day. You have already let all the children die off and your sa attempt at birth control has only effected you. Unable to reproduce you will suffer. Famine and genocide will swarm cities and swallow the fields where farmers so decpratley seek even a pennie for profit. You need to be stopped”
together humans stood up. ” We are not children. We have hands that have worked for years to provide. We have the inventions only great minds could think up and we have each other.”
“Each other is nothing. each other makes the hands you have, work for crumbs. Each other is the one supporting the invetions that pollute the air and iniallte the trees. Your each other is nothing, you humans are nothing. Your elctrons your nuetrons and your protons are nothing. Carbon 7 you are nothing. We will flip the switch shortly and you will be gone
its fucking raining outside and i have a head ache. today my adventure didnt exsist. I sat inside all day drooling over the pillow. and sleeping.
Then the unbearable happand. I read the early stages of this blog and realized it totally turned into a shit blog.just reblogs of some other persons shit… waaaaack I read the early chapters and watched some old videos…deleted a lot of wack re bloged shit and now im back in charge.
Halpal in full whatever. Back on the scene. Ready to murder your brain with my inhebility to spell words and form sentences. I am heere to report in and let you know im taking over and when im not i still am. so tie up your shoe strings and sadle up your snails. its time to grab life by the pretlzles and smeell the lillies.
this light makes my skin look yellow. Out amongst the deer and their children in their courtyard.
