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October 1, 2007
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about me
Freedom, Sexuality, Being a freak, Performance art, Chaos, Trying new things, Grey areas, Traveling the relms of the unknown, Costume design, Wondering off in the woods, Gardening, Healthy lifestyles, Love, Music, Art, White Magic, Black Magic, Performing for a crowd, Flesh Suspension, Pain, BDSM, The Misunderstood, The Underestimated, Perspective, Perception, Happiness, Not being able to be put into words, Life, Building stuff, Explosive energy, Whiskey, Working out, Yoga, Chi Gung Kung Fu, Healthy foods. The thought of nothingness, Being wild, Willingness, Courage, Kink, Creation, Destruction, Fantasy, reality, Tattoos. I love it when gardens tell the story of your life. I am a masochists(60%). I am a sadist(40%).
The Book of Tabooism: Part 3
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A few people have asked me why I endure pain like at Disturbathon and The Fetish Ball(this Saturday). This is why:
When you experience phyiscal pain or other problems, of course at that moment there is a feeling of "Oh! This suffering is so bad...
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Life Story: Age 21
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On my 21st birthday I went to the bar I had been going to as a minor. We got there at about 11:45pm. I got my first drink at midnight, and it was on. I was friends with ½ the people around the bar. The entire bar was feeding me shots including the...
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The Book of Tabooism: part 2- the pancake theory
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i ate pancakes this morning for breakfeast. i started thinking while i ate:
i am some flour, you are an egg, and our friend is a cup of milk. when you combine us we make batter which then reproduces or turns into a pancake. then someone eats th...
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The Book of Tabooism: part 1
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since i came back from flipside. i've had the pleasure of under going a few stages and thought processes. my beliefs in my mind are more and more able to come into words as the seconds, minutes, hours, days, and weeks go on. i'm studying my 4th re...
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Anything when I'm high
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I was driving down the street listening to Marylin Manson. In one of his songs he says:
"I'll be your lover, I'll be forever, I'll be tomorrow. I can be anything when I'm high."
There is some truth to that. Life's energy is my my drug of ch...
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A few people have asked me why I endure pain like at Disturbathon and The Fetish Ball(this Saturday). This is why:
When you experience phyiscal pain or other problems, of course at that moment there is a feeling of "Oh! This suffering is so bad!" There's a feeling of rejection associated with the suffering, a kind of feeling of "Oh, I shouldn't be experiencing this". At that moment if you can look at the situation from another angle and realize that this very body is the very basis of suff...
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Wed, November 14, 2007 - 3:33 PM
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On my 21st birthday I went to the bar I had been going to as a minor. We got there at about 11:45pm. I got my first drink at midnight, and it was on. I was friends with ½ the people around the bar. The entire bar was feeding me shots including the other ½ I didn’t know. Some of the people got me multiple shots. Between 12am and 1:30am I had 13 shots of vodka and 7 ½ beers. I remember the last three shots I ordered for 2 friends and myself. I was so trashed that the bartender didn’t know who t...
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Sun, June 10, 2007 - 12:46 PM
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i ate pancakes this morning for breakfeast. i started thinking while i ate:
i am some flour, you are an egg, and our friend is a cup of milk. when you combine us we make batter which then reproduces or turns into a pancake. then someone eats the pancake. then it is absorbed into that person. i'll post the translation on a coment after you've had time to think.
what this proves to me:
part 1- the notion of death can not be applied to reality. simply because death or to die means to be s...
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Fri, June 8, 2007 - 9:38 AM
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since i came back from flipside. i've had the pleasure of under going a few stages and thought processes. my beliefs in my mind are more and more able to come into words as the seconds, minutes, hours, days, and weeks go on. i'm studying my 4th religion(tibetan buddhism) and my 7th topic of spirituality(based over the last 6 years).
i must say if i was only allowed to do one thing in my life... i would choose to find the bueaty in all things including pain and suffering.
Wed, June 6, 2007 - 12:33 PM
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I was driving down the street listening to Marylin Manson. In one of his songs he says:
"I'll be your lover, I'll be forever, I'll be tomorrow. I can be anything when I'm high."
There is some truth to that. Life's energy is my my drug of choice. I wake up high, and go to bed high. Because of this I am forever and i am tomorrow.
in the same tsong he says "you cut off your fingers and trade them in for dollar bills. You cake up that makeup to cover all the lies."
Wed, February 14, 2007 - 2:07 AM
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I am 20 years old. I’ve moved out living with a roommate. We didn’t live in the worst neighborhood but it wasn’t the best either. I felt like I had never lived or enjoyed myself. For the most part I felt like I was held captive. Only fighting and rebelling for 20 years. It was time to catch up. Live and enjoy myself for once. So the parting started.
I was introduced to the skater hip-hop crowd. I became friends with those people for many years to come. My 3 grand I had in my savings dimin...
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Wed, February 14, 2007 - 1:49 AM
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I graduated from high school in 1997 with a diploma. The summer was over and I am now 19 years old. I was still saving money, because I knew I had to get out of the house.
I went to go a party with one of the twins in a motel room. We drank allot of liquor that night. I had to work in the morning so I decided to drive home. When i left the motel room I thought I was sober enough to drive home, but i was wrong. Once I started driving the turning and the bumpiness made me feel more drunk th...
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Tue, February 13, 2007 - 7:49 PM
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One part of 8th grade I forgot to mention was the twins. When I was going to Richardson Jr. High. I met this girl in one of my classes. I started hanging out with her. She ended up hooking me up with her sister. I would hangout with her, but when I would talk on the phone with her sister(the one I met first). We would mess around when we could. we made out behind the brums down the street from our houses. I had more of a connection with her sister personality wise. we ended up breaking up ri...
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Tue, February 13, 2007 - 5:32 PM
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12th grade starts up, and I meet up with my old punk rock friends. I realized how much I missed the punk rock scene. I also meet up with some friends of friends in the industrial scene, who quickly become my friends. a few of them i knew previously from boy scouts. I hadn’t seen them in years. I was happy to see some of my old problem causing friends. That year the punk and industrial scenes merged together. Everyone hungout with everyone. punk died long before i got into it. At the same ti...
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Mon, February 12, 2007 - 10:50 PM
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My first trip was on timothy Leary #1. It wasn't the best stuff I've had, but it is in my top 5. There was about 8 of us over at the twin's house. Their parents went out of town for the weekend. I can't remember if it was the 1st trip for all of us or some of us. We ate our acid then watched part 3 of The Beatles Anthology on tv. I first noticed the acid kicking in 2/3 of the way through the movie when they started playing Revolution. After the anthology was over we kicked on some music. I ...
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Mon, January 29, 2007 - 11:57 PM
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practice everyday, not just at events and around friends
Radical Inclusion
Anyone may be a part of Burning Man. We welcome and respect the stranger. No prerequisites exist for participation in our community.
Gifting
Burning Man is devoted to acts of gift giving. The value of a gift is unconditional. Gifting does not contemplate a return or an exchange for something of equal value.
Decommodification
In order to preserve the spirit of gifting, our community seeks to create social en...
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Mon, January 29, 2007 - 7:26 PM
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11th grade was a fun year. I came out of my state of reclusion once school started back up. I met up with the twins from 8th grade that year. I met up with some new friends that year also. I introduced the twins to that circle of friends, and we all got along great. The twins and I were best of friends, we really loved each other. I would escort them to each of their classes. I would alternate every other class. The one I wasn't walking to class that period would get a little jealous. All in...
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Sun, January 28, 2007 - 11:15 PM
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When I wrote my rough draft I started writing about 10th grade, then realized that I was writing about 11th grade. I scratched it out and closed my notebook. I laid in bed and thought to myself “what did I do in 10th grade. Why can't I remember an entire year.” Then I said “oh yeah I know why...”
In the 10th grade I went into a highly reclusive state by choice. For some reason i decided not to hangout with my friends. I socialized in school, but that was it. I don't know why. I guess felt l...
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Thu, January 18, 2007 - 9:11 PM
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When 9th grade came around i had a girlfriend for almost the whole year. She lived on the street behind mine. Both her parents worked all the time. My girlfriend, her twin sister , and her sister's boyfriend would all hangout at her house. Nothing but sex and foreplay everyday. I remember her mom came home early one day and caught both of her daughters having sex at the same time. She stopped it, but didn't kick us out or not allow us to come back. They talked to them. Asked them if we were u...
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Thu, January 18, 2007 - 5:16 PM
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By the time 8th grade came along almost all my friends from 7th grade were in jail. Luckily I was in the clear. I met up with the punkrock crew that year. i do believe we got kicked out of every school dance. No one could pin anything on me whenever I would cause trouble. the principle had that look like I know its you, but I can't prove it. He found out where I lived. the school district said I had to go to Apollo jr. high, because i lived to far from Richardson Jr. High. So 1/2 threw the y...
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Tue, January 16, 2007 - 2:11 PM
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I went to Richardson Jr. High in 7th grade. There I met up with my fellow trouble makers. I started smoking because it was cool. Problems kept being caused. I saw one of my friends from 7th grade in like 2003. He had spent time in prison, but was now on a better track. My other really good friend is in prison for life. Nothing to spectacular happened this year.
Mon, January 15, 2007 - 9:28 PM
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I was adopted straight out of the hospital by the parents I know and have. as a little child I was hyperactive. just bouncing off the walls left and right. I was diagnosed with ADHD. Everyone told me it was a learning disability. A good 4 years ago or so I researched it. I came to the conclusion that it was not a learning disability, but simply a different way of learning. I personally think the cons of ADHD spice up my life. For example the willingness to take risks. I don't for a s...
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Mon, January 15, 2007 - 4:41 PM
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when i finally lay there is no need to be sad. only to be happy. for i have gained freedom from my physical shell. it only makes me stronger. it allows me to be free in the truest form. i will be one with you and everything else that can be concived. i will be more apart of the greater conscience then i ever can be.
when i die i would like to be simply put on the ground of the forest. so animals can feed at me, become part of the earth a more natural way. lay there peacefully like a lion ...
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Sun, January 14, 2007 - 5:33 PM
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THE WOMAN is the most magnificent thing on the face of the planet. How I cherish every interaction. How I love the womans' mind, spirit, and body. Just walking down the street is breathtaking. The passion I have to fullfill their wildest fantasies. To make their dreams come true. Goddesses they are and a god I am...awaiting my goddess. I do not view anyone above or below me. For we are all gods and goddesses. The only difference is there are those who know it, and those who don't.
Sun, January 14, 2007 - 5:11 PM
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