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After 20 years, you analyze a lot. You remember people, heroism. Many people come up to me and say that had they been there, they surely would have died. But it makes no sense, because until you're in a... situation like that... you... you have no idea... how you'd behave. To be affronted by solitude without decadence or a... single material thing to prostitute it elevates you to a sprititual plane, where I felt the presence of God. Now, there's the God they taught about me about at school. And there is the God that's hidden by what surrounds us in this civilization. That's the God I met.....
Time is an illusion.
Baby, we’re all just spinning, gninnips, spinning.
Electrons spinning in our tall, fleshy bodies, spinning on our big, wet rock, spinning in our bright, white solar system, spinning in our deep, dark galaxy, spinning in our brain-bustingly big universe.
Listen, this never ending swirly-twirly headtrip can be a bit much sometimes, so we try to place some delicate order on our bumpy, chaotic lives. Yes, we tack calendars on our kitchen cabinets with organized checkerboards of days and weeks and months. We make plans for Saturday night, sleep in on Sunday, and head to work Monday morning. See, now instead of swirling and twirling, we’ve got minutes and hours and days and weeks and months and years and lives.
Drop a tissue on this
Oh sure, maybe setting a calendar on the beautiful insanity of life is like placing a square of tissue paper on a hurricane. But without the structure and routine we’d just sort of wander around aimlessly forever, you know what I mean?
“Hey man, when you gonna finish college?”
“Dude, I dunno, maybe when my beard touches my knees?”
No, no, no, we need order, we want order, we crave order, we love order.
Order gives us birthdays, anniversaries, and hair appointments. Order gives us the recess bell, cake baking smell, and Christmas eves with the family. Order gives us company meetings, holiday greetings, and long weekends in the summer.
Order gives us a lot.
Be like the snail
But people, sometimes it’s great to slow down and get swirly-twirly, anyway.
Sometimes it’s great to set up a crinkly tent on the damp edge of a gushing river and camp out under the stars with someone you love. Sometimes it’s great to shutter in and veg out on the pizza-sauce-stained corduroy couch during a snowy winter break at school. Sometimes it’s great to slap on baggy khaki shorts and a bright, flowery shirt and fly to a distant island just to lay on a hot, sandy beach in front of the blue, glittery ocean.
Sometimes it’s great to step back and stare at the clouds and trees.
Sometimes it’s great to let your thoughts float high and float free.
Sometimes it’s great to close your eyes and let it all just slip away.
Sometimes it’s great to forget the clock and dream a dream today.
Baby, we’re all just spinning, gninnips, spinning.
Electrons spinning in our tall, fleshy bodies, spinning on our big, wet rock, spinning in our bright, white solar system, spinning in our deep, dark galaxy, spinning in our brain-bustingly big universe.
Listen, this never ending swirly-twirly headtrip can be a bit much sometimes, so we try to place some delicate order on our bumpy, chaotic lives. Yes, we tack calendars on our kitchen cabinets with organized checkerboards of days and weeks and months. We make plans for Saturday night, sleep in on Sunday, and head to work Monday morning. See, now instead of swirling and twirling, we’ve got minutes and hours and days and weeks and months and years and lives.
Drop a tissue on this
Oh sure, maybe setting a calendar on the beautiful insanity of life is like placing a square of tissue paper on a hurricane. But without the structure and routine we’d just sort of wander around aimlessly forever, you know what I mean?
“Hey man, when you gonna finish college?”
“Dude, I dunno, maybe when my beard touches my knees?”
No, no, no, we need order, we want order, we crave order, we love order.
Order gives us birthdays, anniversaries, and hair appointments. Order gives us the recess bell, cake baking smell, and Christmas eves with the family. Order gives us company meetings, holiday greetings, and long weekends in the summer.
Order gives us a lot.
Be like the snail
But people, sometimes it’s great to slow down and get swirly-twirly, anyway.
Sometimes it’s great to set up a crinkly tent on the damp edge of a gushing river and camp out under the stars with someone you love. Sometimes it’s great to shutter in and veg out on the pizza-sauce-stained corduroy couch during a snowy winter break at school. Sometimes it’s great to slap on baggy khaki shorts and a bright, flowery shirt and fly to a distant island just to lay on a hot, sandy beach in front of the blue, glittery ocean.
Sometimes it’s great to step back and stare at the clouds and trees.
Sometimes it’s great to let your thoughts float high and float free.
Sometimes it’s great to close your eyes and let it all just slip away.
Sometimes it’s great to forget the clock and dream a dream today.
We get up in the morning in possession of certain assumptions through which all of our experiences must filter. We cannot be rid of those assumptions, although an evolved person can at least try to take them into account. Most people never question their assumptions, and so reality exists for them as they think it does, whether it does or not. Some assumptions are necessary to make life bearable, such as the assumption that we will not die in the next 10 minutes. Others may lead us, as they lead Trevor, into a bleak solitude. Near the end of the movie, we understand him when he simply says, "I just want to sleep."
Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes.
You are free.
-Jim Morrison
You are free.
-Jim Morrison
“If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel."
THAT IS ALL
Ho shizz. Where to start?
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(Which is a really ******** hard thing to do.)
Cakie is the awesomest friend I could have on the internet.
You imbeciles couldn't even compare to how much awesome Cakie excretes on a daily basis. (Ew?)
I'll be watching you Cakie. ;D
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Hi there little pixel person on the other side of the internet.
This is your master a u t h o r a t i v e typing. ;D
Cakie...
How to describe Cakie?
For starters, Cakie keeps me entertained. ;D
(Which is a really ******** hard thing to do.)
Cakie is the awesomest friend I could have on the internet.
You imbeciles couldn't even compare to how much awesome Cakie excretes on a daily basis. (Ew?)
I'll be watching you Cakie. ;D
You know what I'd like to be?
I mean if I had the goddamn choice? I'd just go ahead and be the Catcher in the Rye and all.
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You're all phonies....
I thought what I'd do was I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes.
~How is she when she doesn't surf?~
*How is she when she doesn't surf?*
~How is she when she doesn't surf?~
*I wonder what she does when she wakes up?*
~When she wakes up.....~
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My sweet, sweet Authy. I'm going to miss humping you in rally, and messing around with the "gangstas". You were Batman and I was Robin ;D
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If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
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