And with that I'm lost

When you've spend the majority of your life feeling lost are you still lost?
Eventually the unfamiliar surroundings become painfully familiar. Do I take
comfort in this feeling or do I fight it? To quote Johnny the Homicidal
Maniac "there's nothing terribly wrong with feeling lost, so long as it
proceeds a plan to do something about it." is this where I am? Does this
make me wrong?



Exile

A Break-Up Break-Down

It is during the hardest times in our lives that we are most alone. Be it that our solitude compounds our pain, or that the situation brings light to our solitude it hurts all the same. I have never been the kind of person who enjoyed being alone, I'm just a survivor.

You can't control the emotions of others. Like and dislike, hate and love. The ebb and flow, and as hard as you try they cannot be contained. You can no more keep someone in love with you as you can force them to love you in the first place.


Relationships follow a cycle, beginning slowly at first they soon spike, then begin to taper off. Some taper slowly, so slow, in fact, that both partners die before the cycle ends. Others end quite swiftly. Sadly enough, it is only toward the end that you see where you're going. You muster all your energy to for some control, ultimately expending everything you have.

In the end you're alone, exhausted, and questioning everything you've ever done... And just a little more dead inside.

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The Trix Rabbit May Not Be Gay, But This Is One Flaming Bunny

I normally don't laugh at he pain of animals. For the most part animals don't really deserve as much pain as most people do. But this time I'll make an exception.

In today's Oddly Enough section of the Yahoo! News. There was a story of a bunny that became a flaming fireball of destruction. It turns out this Cricket Club wanted to have a little bon fire, celebrating what ever you celebrate in Cricket. Unbeknownst to the bon fire bureaucracy a small bunny was trapped in the branches they were hurling into the fire. Upon ignition the cotton tail launched from the inferno like Buggs on a quart of hot sauce. While the sight of a flying, flaming, rabbit must have been quite interesting, the fun didn't start until the rabbit landed. It turns out Peter Cotton-Tail shot straight for the grounds keepers shed. The Utility Hut held all the gardening equipment, lawnmowers, and yes fuel (petrol, to the cricketer).

The volatile bunny blaze took out the entire utility hut and most of the club house was engulfed. The damages summed up to a total of $110,000 dollars (60,000 pounds if you want a conversion).



A tortoise with a gas can was detained from a race the following day for questioning.


Here's the link to the story:

http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=573&ncid=757&e=2&u=/nm/20040813/od_nm/odd_britain_rabbit_dc

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The Sanctity of Marriage

The biggest argument against same sex marriage seems to be that marriage is a sacred event. The belief is that a marriage is a ceremony to be held under God by a man and a woman. Anything else would be offensive to God.

But if this ceremony is truly sacred why are Mexicans allowed to do it? Wouldn't that piss off god worse?

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Shit List

From time to time I stumble upon someone's online shit list. Usually it's just guided angst, but you can usually tell the severity of shit the people on the list have caused. More often then not they're very obtuse, usually because they never know who could be reading it. Then there are times that the truly retarded will actually put fictional characters on the list, like Buffy, or Mr Burns, or George W. Bush. ( I know the president isn't fictional, he's only 80% fiction, the rest is "meat puppet.")

I've thought about making my own shit list, but it seems counter productive. It's like those kids who were riding around in cars shooting people with paintballs, they would have gotten away with it if they hadn't filmed it. So why would I want to write out a list of all the people who have earned their place in a list of shit? Why create a laundry list of hate? Wouldn't that be evidence?

Assume for a moment that I were to "go off my rocker" and take the person on top of my "fecal directory." if I'm caught I'm looking at a life sentence, so why stop there? Why not scrape all the dog shit from your shoe? At that point of rationalization it soon follows that you can't go on like this forever without getting caught. So you'll need to prioritize, compare the hate between your fourth grade teacher and a high school bully. Once you've established an order you're on your way. But once you're started and your spree falls into a pattern you've already let out enough rope to hang your self. You can't plead insanity because you've made a list, that premeditated murder, and judges don't like that.

So what's the moral of the story? If you're thinking about killing a bunch or people don't leave the list anywhere that someone will find it. Keep it all locked away in your disturbed little mind.

That's what I do.


Exile

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