Thursday, May 5, 2016

Who ARE you?

"Isn't a person just a collection of their mistakes and their kind of undoing of their mistakes? I mean.. what else are you? You're always just a reaction to the bad parts of yourself I think and I think that that is kind of like a driving motivation behind any human being that wants to continue to grow and live life as they are looking at their flaws and trying to go beyond them. I think that a person essentially dies when they think that they have found themselves. Unless you want to admit that you yourself are NOT an individual and are just part of a whole movement of ideas and thought and culture and humanity and furthermore the universe.. unless you REALLY feel like that and you're walking through walls, you know, you are always trying to find yourself. And it's usually a person who believes that they've found the answer, found the end, that there actually is a psychological end. And then what's the point of doing anything after that?"

Tuesday, April 19, 2016


Really it doesn't matter what any of the candidates say because even if elected, the system is built to prevent that one person from having control. PLUS not a single candidate would care to follow through even if they COULD. The ENTIRE web of power has spent decades upon decades becoming infected with nasty,  egotistical people and their roots are far too deep by now for any one person to stand a twinkling of a chance to make it right. I dont even think there is a GROUP that even when perfectly in sync would have a chance.  Until literally 99% of the HUMAN RACE is unwavering in their unity, we are hopeless.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Soylent Cheeseburger

1 lb ground beef
1 tbsp paprika
1/2 tbsp sea salt
1/2 tbsp black pepper
1/2 tbsp oregeno
1/2 tbsp garlic powder
6 tbsp shredded cheese
1 "scoop" soylent

Mix until consistent.

Butter cooking surface, add more butter,  then throw the patties on when around 350° - 400°.

3 minutes before finished cooking to your liking, throw some more cheese on top and kill the heat and let sit.

Thursday, April 7, 2016

So.. You're Agnostic?

No. IF a "god" exists he/she/it must be egoless. Claiming Agnostic would only build my ego and greater the difference between "god" and myself.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

First "recipe" including soylent I made.

Sunkist tuna
Miracle whip
Olive  juice (Green)
Diced olives
Diced pickles(Dill)
Dill weed
Celery salt

Yall will need to tamper with ratios to suit your taste.


Tuesday, April 5, 2016

10/10. Please read.

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.

Monday, April 4, 2016

I Am Free

"I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do."

Sunday, April 3, 2016


"Fuck your religions crusades/
I don't care about you or what you say/
I'm the new face of this new age/
I got girls hearts in my suitcase/
I need pain pills for this tooth ache/
Imma enter the kitchen and wont come out til the whole world eatin my souffle"


The Great Math Mystery


Tuesday, March 29, 2016


After lots of contemplation I purchased "The Food Killer", Soylent. It arrived in the mail today and I almost immediately made a batch (the suggested 1 scoop Soylent, 2 scoop water).

First off, that is in my opinion a very minimal amount of water. It creates a very thick solution. (Mixing in a glass with a fork takes a looong time. Use a blender or something you can shake.) I'd say the standard recipe tastes like oatmeal.. At least that was what first came to mind.

I added another scoop of water and 3/4 scoop of Nesquik chocolate mix which definitely helped but some more tinkering with how much of this and how much of that will be needed. I can't say I enjoy the taste. However, it is not BAD by any means. Just... Mucky. Even if it were impossible to make the taste more exciting, I feel Soylent is worth it if it is to actually "kill food".


Saturday, March 26, 2016

I really miss Eyedea

RapGenius | Smile - Eyedea

"Time taught me how to seen every second as heaven even though they're perfectly disguised as hell."

To think someone that said that offed themselves. Leaves a sense of hopelessness. Ya know?


Namaste, Depression.

"There is no hard and fast rule with how to deal with depression and even psychiatrists do not fully understand it's aetiology or pathogenesis. Trust me people, there is no way to describe the holistic healing power of the empathetic and nurturing support of a person who cares. We may look on any given day as if we are coping well but, after years of living with it, we get very good at hiding it. Please, please do not assume that everything is OK when we appear well. It is at those times that we are most alone and have isolated ourselves and our pain behind a wall of functionality and it is then that we are at the greatest risk. So, be aware of the emotional state of your fellow humans and take seriously their moods as they can be a very clear indicator of potential self harm, self deliverance or even a catastrophic and highly disseminated destructive explosion. Love each other like you have never been hurt and try to feel the pain of your fellow man for, in the end, their pain is all of ours. Peace and blessings to all. Namaste."

Meaningless Intersections

"You're fifty years old. You've seen fifty Christmases, fifty birthdays, fifty years come and go. You've been in love many times, worked countless hours in many jobs, read millions of words, probably written millions as well. You've walked thousands of miles and your life is built out of these teeny, tiny building blocks, the tiniest of LEGO building the Taj Mahal. A tremendous accumulation of experience and knowledge. By now, your heart has beat over two billion times. One day, with another twenty years and 850 million heartbeats under your belt, you will be walking down the street. You'll see an even older man, stooped with age, with all the same breadth and depth of experience and wisdom as you, immeasurable, and you'll exchange a polite glance, perhaps a polite nod. You've never seen each other before. This is your first meeting, a moment your entire life has been leading up to. You will never see each other again. A heartbeat. Maybe three. That's all you get. Out of three billion heartbeats in your life, you each get three heartbeats to exist for each other. That's how we live our lives, every day; thousands of tiny, meaningless intersections that mean nothing, except to help us move forward."

Fortune Cookie

Choosing what you want to do, and when to do it, is an act of creation.

Friday, March 25, 2016

"I'm not on the outside looking in, I'm not on the inside looking out. I'm in the dead fucking center, looking around."

Rest in piece Zach "Widikus" Nordine

Tolerance - Widikus&JohnDaniel || SoundCloud

2010 Game speaking on the GOAT

Watch on YouTube here


"You just get overwhelmed because you try to explain everything that is everything that is every little part of everything, and you can't explain anything but your mind is happy with that, and you accept that you know everything introspectively, and you make sense to yourself but no one else, why aren't all of the three letter word combinations used, jav is not a word, why would we make more complicated words if we didn't use all of the three ones. Life is just life"