RANTS IN MY PANTS
...WHEN I GOTTA GO, I JUST GOTTA GO...
...no one knows what it's like...
!! PARANOIA WARNING !!
...the following rant is may test paranoid levels... read at your own risk...
THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
RANTS IN MY PANTS
...WHEN I GOTTA GO, I JUST GOTTA GO...
...no one knows what it's like...
!! PARANOIA WARNING !!
...the following rant is may test paranoid levels... read at your own risk...
(FAQING WITH YOUR FAQ)
just in case you want to know, this is what you are stepping into here: this
page might turn into some sort of official FAQ for me one day... for now,
I'm just FAQing around with ideas and thoughts inspired or provoked by
questions I am frequently asked... the FAQ, or questions frequently asked
of me are in this color red... my initial response, first thought, emotional
reflex, cognitive impulse, spiritual channelling, psychic hotline, psychotic
episode, ethereal seizure, meaningless dribble, unreasonable outrage, burp,
fart, knee-jerk reaction, flippant remark, irreverent seriousness, serious
irreverence, or whatever is in this sorta royalish blue and then a slightly or
much longer reply that might be more serious or more irreverent or more
whatever will follow in this deeper blue color... any questions? (gas)
(this seedling just sprouted, give it time to grow)
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what do you do?
what the fuck does that mean?
if you want to know how much money I make and what I can offer you, just
ask that... if you want to know what my job is, then ask that... if you want
to know what kind of things we could afford to do if we decided to do things
together, then ask that... if you want to know what mundane trap I stepped
into so I can physically survive in this materially warped world, then why ask
'what do I do?'... I do whatever the hell I want to do as much as humanly
possible, don't you?... aren't you in control of you?... I sure hope you don't
follow someone else around like some blind dog begging for food and shelter
and comfort and peace... damn it, think about it... what do you do?...
I disagree!
(followed by irrational random insults)
do you even know what I meant?
your hostility preceeds you and I won't feed it... you assume you know what
I mean and judge me according to your perceptions without even considering
you could be wrong, if fact, you're so threatened by the fact that you don't
really know and are not really in control and might be wrong that you have to
infuse foul language and anger into your irrational judgments... I suggest you
direct your negativity in some other direction because you will probably make
yourself quite miserable trying to interact with me as you are... take a chill
pill and clean up your own yard without dumping your shit into mine, thanks...
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CREATIVE DISCLAIMER: IF YOU DON'T GET IT, TRY AGAIN OR GIVE UP, THAT
IS YOUR CHOICE... RANTS ARE LIVING, BREATHING, EVOLVING EXPRESSIONS
OF THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS... THE WORDS CONTAINED MAY CHANGE AT
ANY MOMENT TO BETTER RELEASE WHAT'S INSIDE... THAT'S LIFE.
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