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Drink.
Party. Fuck everything.
I need more fucking chaos, more fucking insanity. Im fucking going crazy, bored with fucking everything, hating everyone.
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So its been just over a month since the start to the urban camping.
I wish I could remember everything that I've seen. I've seen more people get punched in the face / beat up / get owned than I've pretty much ever seen. Just people randomly getting the shit kicked out of them for little to no reason.
I saw a dude get stabbed seven times about five feet from me over a ciggeratte. It was sort of weird to actually see through the muscle and everything, looked kind of cool. Dude was lucky there was so many people around to chase off mr. stabby pants and not die.
Its sort of weird just how many people actually drink downtown / live outside or without a place and actually work. The rejection of rent and bills I believe as a wonderful thing.
So far out of all the homeless punks and people I've met I would only put a couple in the "stupid" category. It somewhat amazes me at times just how smart the vast majority of them are, they just cant find a place in society due to how they think (like how people shouldnt be viewed on looks, you shouldnt need to make people money to live, and how we're all basically slaves to the machine). I rather enjoy the viewpoints they usually have, its a nice different perspective rather than BUY BUY BUY. Although they're all substance abusers, but I guess I fit in that category as well.
Ive always thought that I had a rather immature viewpoint on cops, and how the whole "kill cops" thing was rather overplayed. If anything, at this point, I hate cops/pigs more than ever before and how thier double standard hypocrisy is not only bullshit but fucking retarded.
Regardless, its going to be a shitty update but I drank a shitload, I slept in a park and im not all there, so there you go.Current Mood:  accomplished Current Music: The clicking of library keyboards |
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Apr. 26th, 2006 @ 11:53 pm
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Well.
Homeless in three days.
Rocking the outside world. No more computers, no more comfy bed.
ALL HAIL CHAOS |
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After yet another night of content and overall lack of chaos, something happened to make it worthwhile.
While walking home I saw a golf ball sitting in a gutter, all alone. I felt compelled to pick it up and thought as I walked, about how it got there and how im walking with it. Who had it before me? How did it get there? Should I through it at a window (a large amount of my thoughts are of destruction)? Onto a roof? Finally it became "how can I help the ball along on its journey?"
Maybe a boy will grab it, and play with it. Maybe a dog will bite it. Who knows, maybe a car will hit it or someone else will pick it up. Regardless, the very thought of this ball having a story to it was rad.
I thought the best course of action was to walk to the hill/road and throw it as far as I could. As I did, way ahead, someone turned a corner and walked as well. I couldnt see the ball anymore, as it was quite aways ahead of me, and suddenly the guy ran into the middle of the road and got it. He didnt see me, and he walked along.
Suddenly he stopped, I kept walking, and he threw it against a window and started running. I couldnt help but laugh, as that thought had crossed my mind, and I had thought of someone else picking it up, and there it happened. I kept walking, walked past the persons patio whose window had been hit, and a man in his early 30's was standing there. I laughed, shook my head, and kept walking.
Then the golf ball came flying past me (I can only assume it had been thrown at me). Now, what are the chances, that I would pick up a ball, walk with it, throw it down a street, have someone else pick it up, throw it against a window, run away, and have that ball thrown back at me by someone who obviously would not know whats going on or know who I am.
For some reason that made me smile, amused me, and made me think just how fucking absurd this world really is. |
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Drank the last of my alcohol last night, see how long I go without drinking anymore. Guess it depends how long until I think its going to be fun again.
Ive been on a path of alienation and self destruction for awhile now, two things in life I find both retarded but weirdly amusing, but its probably something im going to regret if I keep it going.
I complain about working a lot, easily the thing in life that makes me most angry and bitter, but I really dont see a way around it. Working less is still working, less money for me tends to be less chaos sadly enough, and im not ready to seperate myself from all this shit yet.
Been a weird string of bad luck, but as I dont believe in good things happen because bad has and everything in the end evens out, I can just say I doubt the bad luck will keep going and something good has bound to happen.
Going to try to buy a bike asap, I had nachos last night as my attempted last meal of laziness and unhealthiness before I try to actually eat well, and see how easy or hard it is to reverse the effects for a few months of binge drinking and stupid behaviour.
I say screw moderation, everything is best done in extremes. Besides, I dont want people to start thinking im not actually all that crazy or that I wasnt aware that half the stuff I did was because it was nonsensical.
Mar. 20th, 2006 @ 04:12 am
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| » Gotta love the human race |
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Scaphism
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Scaphism, also known as the boats, is an ancient Persian method of execution designed to inflict torturous death. The name comes from the Greek word skaphe, meaning "scooped (or hollowed) out".
The naked victim would be firmly fastened within a back-to-back pair of narrow rowboats (or in some variations a hollowed out tree trunk, the head, hands, and feet protruding from this improvised container).
The victim was forced to ingest milk and honey to the point of developing severe diarrhea, and more honey would be rubbed on his body so as to attract insects to the exposed appendages. He would then be left to float on a stagnant pond (or alternately, simply exposed to the sun somewhere). The defenseless victim's feces accumulated within the container, attracting more insects, which would eat and breed within his exposed (and increasingly gangrenous) flesh. Death, when it eventually occurred, was probably due to a combination of dehydration, starvation and septic shock.
In other recorded versions, the insects did not eat the victim; biting and stinging insects such as wasps, which were attracted by honey on the body, acted as the torture.
Death by scaphism is painful, humiliating, and protracted. Historical records suggest that one Mithridates, sentenced to die in this manner for a perceived insult to the king, survived for 17 days before dying.
Mar. 7th, 2006 @ 12:16 pm
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Life has ups.
Life has downs.
I cant complain.
Moderate pandemonium, a delicious taste of mayhem and irrationality. An attempt at refocusing on that which is grand rather than that which is meaningless.
To deny the lust of over analyzation.
A requisition to get more Red Dwarf is at hand.
Overly cryptic messages meaning nothing is the name of the game, and CAPITALS MAKE EVERYTHING SEEM IMPORTANT!
My army of invisible wolves grow, and the threat remains unseen by all!
Sleep is where I am a viking!
Feb. 6th, 2006 @ 11:54 pm
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telnet://24.128.17.193
Jan. 20th, 2006 @ 09:21 pm
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| » The binge ends |
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I decided around Nov 29th to have a binge where I drink almost every night for a month just to see how it would go.
I was getting sort of bored, and wanted more random things to happen, it ended up being so fun it went on to jan 14th where it was roughly 6 nights a week.
Im feeling pretty tired overall, but I wouldnt have traded any of the experiences.
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Jan. 15th, 2006 @ 12:06 pm
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| » Fuckin' A |
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Vancouver was fairly rad. Not many people would drink my 60 of whiskey, and I had fun watching cop cars.
Happy 2006 you fuckers
Jan. 1st, 2006 @ 09:30 am
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| » Fun times |
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I spent my christmas drinking by myself on the beach. It really is a nice place.
I drank the rest of the 40 of rum I started on christmas eve and then went onto the 15 pack of extra old stock. Came home, set the alarm for 11:30pm and had a nap, woke up at 5am and realized I set the alarm for 11:30am wrongly, and now im wide awake drinking again hoping to get tired and crash again.
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Dec. 26th, 2005 @ 05:14 am
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| » AND I I I I I I AM ASHAMED |
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CAUSE IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII STILL BELIEVE IN ANARCHY
(fuckin' exploited)
Dec. 24th, 2005 @ 01:49 pm
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| » legum servi sumus ut liberi esse possimus |
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In a rare moment of transient clarity, I sat alone amongst the oceans rocks. A period of bliss silence, while the translucent waves rolled I could only think of freedom. Freedom. Freedom. Does freedom exist, is freedom attainable? Is there ever a moment with the exception of death that you truely are not shackled and chained by doubt, emotion, responsibility. Of people, possessions, thought and money. Devoid of hunger, thirst, madness and sanity, the bindings were momentarily lifted. Freedom. The fire burns out, the embers roar, the journey begins anew. Every piece of garbage, construction, and manmade madness crying selfishness screams out, stabs at my heart. I miss freedom.
Dec. 22nd, 2005 @ 07:39 pm
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| » Life is random, life is good. |
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I went from 3k to nothing in just over a month.
Ive bought shitloads of alcohol, Ive given over 1k to charities so far this year, and I have nothing to really show for my work.
And I fucking love it. Fuck the thought behind working for something, I work to make others smile, laugh, and happy.
Im miserable working, but it all ends up paying off giving shit away to others. Gotta keep up the positive vibe, gotta keep the chaos going, and have to keep everything random.
Fuck the negativity.
Dec. 15th, 2005 @ 09:57 pm
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Thats blackbeards flag behind me.
Blackbeard kicked ass.
Thats all.
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Nov. 12th, 2005 @ 02:44 am
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