Aaron

“Is it not enough that I and others had to put up with your criminality, lies, double standards, destruction, hypocrisy, murder — and you have the fucking audacity to write to me preaching ???

What are you preaching about you fucking idiots ? You have nothing to preach, you are a fucking goner. Your days are OVER. Do you get that ? Your days are OVER.

You have no leg to stand on. All your masks have been torn away one by one and they were many. You have lost credibility, respect, standing, value, and worth….so what the fuck are you preaching about ?”

Just one brief bit of genius giving the west (myself included) an good telling off.  just listen and learn and take the words to heart.

LINK TO ARTICLE

I’m already not so sure if I like that last post, but I’ll keep it anyways, as a record.

Hello,

I’ve had lots of free time in the last few days…. visiting my parents in the home that I grew up in, sitting on the bed that I slept in for many years.

Now I type poetry in new verses where I once tried writing it in a tattered notebook with mixed results. How am I supposed to judge my own writing anyways. I feel like this recent stuff is both the closest and furthest I’ve ever reached from my real emotions, and i still can’t really understand how i can feel this paradox. it shouldn’t be but it is. like when I first understood that good and evil were actually pretty flexible concepts!

I rode home with my friends in a car to get here. we stopped in cleveland. I listened to lots of new music. My favorite new song is Janet Jackson’s rock with u which I’m too lazy to link to right now.

“strobe lights make everything sexier”

“all eyes on me, in the center of the ring, just like a circus”

love

here’s a clip of what I’ve been writing:

many times things are left unresolved. many times in theses cases you don’t know where to go but
in side
in side things behave
until something is wrong with you
then there is a prescription
to help tame
your objects
your objectivity
your mouth and eyes and tounge
unleased for a second until you’re arrested
stopped
told to behave
to get a watch and see the time all day
the right time that never goes anywhere or does anything without consulting the higher ups, not out of intrigue
but out of obligation
the pill resolves your objects for you
tamed
resovles their meaning
changes their meaning
entered
into someone elses dossier
a record
under control
your objects are dangerous in all the wrong ways
they are not heroic
entered
record
pill
tame
object
resolution

Reading, writing, loving, learning.

Going home to clean compost and make cake.

Loving life.

Rationality and discontinuity, can they live together? Is being rational an illusion?

You decide, and tell me.

I’ve always been slow to the taking when it comes to online chatting.  Now I am determined to be a facebook chatter.  I will pioneer this technology.  You should fb chat me.

Check it.

This post is stunning, beautiful and upsetting. I cannot imagine a life like that, occupied, controlled.

yeah!!!

with strawberries on top