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| User: | neoacidcreep (1423715) Declaration of Independence of the Imagination and Man's Right to Madness
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| Name: | Joshua Samuel Bandersnatch | |||||
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| Bio: | "You're like a gas man, you expand to fill the vacuum; if there's a six pack, you'll it, a thirty pack, you'll kill it." Macsen Rutledge The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling that I have always cultivated. - Oscar Wilde I appear to have a morbid aversion to dying The smoke hot and dense inside me feels the way I would if I had a soul. There is no order in the world around us, we must adapt ourselves to the requirements of chaos instead. The tragedy of modern man is not that he knows less and less about the meaning of his own life but that it bothers him less and less. "The time has come," the Vulture said, "To talk of many things, Of Accidence and Adjectives, And names of Jewish kings, How many notes a sackbut has, And whether shawms have strings." when i realized where i was, it occured to me i didn't want to be there, as i got upto leave it dawned on me i didn't want to be anywhere, so i sat back down until i turned to stone, with an exterior to match the interior, quite ironic i must lament "common sense is what tells you that the world is flat." Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer.... Maybe self-destruction is the answer. "An intellectual is a person who has discovered something more interesting than sex." - Huxley "All suffering comes from a person's inability to sit still and be alone." - de Mello To the philosopher, the body is "a disturbing element, hindering the soul from the acquisition of knowledge..." There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die. If heaven is such a wonderful place, then how is getting crucified such a big sacrifice? ~Igby Slocumb Apparuit iam beatitudo vestra Heu miser, quia frequenter impeditus ero deinceps! Magister Mundi sum! Fighting online is like racing in the special olympics; even if you win, you're still retarded. The most important things are the hardest to say, because words diminish them I think we're all bugs and mice, and are only different expressions of an all-inclusive cheese. But Truth is that besides which there is nothing: nothing to modify it, nothing to question it, nothing to form an exception: the all-inclusive, the complete- That firmly to believe is to impede development. That only temporarily to accept is to facilitate. hey there is no need for that kind of language; there are children and a little homo asian present FLIEGENDE KINDERSCHEISSE! WIECZNY KWIAT WTADZA!!!!! Neurosis seems to be a human privilege A little poison now and then: maketh pleasent dreams. And much poison at last for a pleasent death. Early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese "Aww; he looks like a little drunk, insane, angel." There is just this anonymity from being in a car. You're encased in a big steel cage, and no one can hear all the shit you're talking to them. It's almost like a bunch of pure ids driving around. Brings out the worst in people." By progress we mean rape. "It was previously a question of finding out whether or not life had to have a meaning to be lived. It now becomes clear, on the contrary, that it will be lived all the better if it has no meaning"- Camus A medley of broken images Shards of shattered tough-glass Pierce through forced attempts at order Dark and threatening circles Close in on my eyes, concentrically. My muscular male arms Negate my underlying femininity Sometimes I am male, sometimes female Sometimes I am me, sometimes somebody else. In my unified moments I attempt in vain To gather pieces of broken glass For a multi-hued kaleidoscope The kaleidoscope remains a dream I only collect bleeding injuries. My soul lies inert, in a glass jar In the amniotic fluid of primordial confusion As research material for neuro-scientists Cushioned in chaos, there I lay Afraid that the jar would break one day. – AJ Rao "stars above me, dirt below, here i float in time unnoticed by others passing by being born and dying, screaming till i bleed, weeping till i faint, life ripping me apart, death giving me hope, here i float in time, stars above me dirt below" grow & that's beautiful What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music? Objects at rest occupy a space equal to their own dimensions. An arrow in flight at any moment occupies a space equal to its dimensions. Therefore an arrow in flight is at rest. Man is in a condition of anxiety arising from the realization of his necessary freedom of choice, of his ignorance of the future, of his awareness of manifold possibilities, and of the finiteness of an existence that was preceded by and must terminate in nothingness. i tried to hold her and she pushed me away i tried to save her and she fucked me so now i'm fucking her sister Freakazoid! Freakazoid! Runs around in underwear Freakazoid! Freakazoid! Rescues Washington D.C. Freakazoid! Freakazoid! Unless something better's on TV Freakazoid! Freakazoid! His brain's overloading It has a chocolate coating Textbook case for Sigmund Freud Freakazoid! Freakazoid! Check out Dexter Douglas Nerd computer ace Went surfing on the internet And was zapped to cyberspace He turned into the Freakazoid He's strong and super-quick He drives the villains crazy 'Cause he's a lunatic His home base is the Freakalair Freakazoid! Fricassee! Floyd the Barber cuts his hair Freakazoid! Chimpanzee! Rides around in the Freakmobile Freakazoid! Freakazoo! Hopes to make a movie deal Freaka me! Freaka you! He's here to save the nation So stay tuned to this station If not, we'll be unemployed Freakazoid! Freakazoid!Freakazoid!!! Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree. And stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came wiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. When what I seek, my weary travel's end, Doth teach that ease and that repose to say 'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!' The beast that bears me, tired with my woe, Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me, As if by some instinct the wretch did know His rider loved not speed, being made from thee: The bloody spur cannot provoke him on That sometimes anger thrusts into his hide; Which heavily he answers with a groan, More sharp to me than spurring to his side; For that same groan doth put this in my mind; My grief lies onward and my joy behind. casting a shadow of their pretend dominance. Sitting there waiting for you to make the first move Check mate, done for. then they sit. You try to say something, it goes unanswered you feel sickened by their cowardice, want to scream it in their face just to make them feel you want to destroy everything they have thatmakes them happy you feel the joy of a disaster just showing them how better off you are revenge... it's a feeling, much like an orgasm enjoyable, blissfull, and a little messy. "i've got this real bad habit of wanting more than i can get" "it's like, what the fuck can you give me besides some good touching, some good head, and a good orgasm. I mean, is that it? I can do that for myself." "We had two bags of grass, 75 pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers. Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, two dozen Amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can" A mistake which is commonly made about neurotics is to suppose that they are interesting. It is not interesting to be always unhappy, engrossing with oneself, malignant and ungrateful, and never quite in touch with reality. I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me. Hunter S. 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| Interests: | 75: 1984, a clockwork orange, american beauty, anthropology, antiuniformatarianism, arguing, artificial intelligence, atheism, biology, books, brian lumley, buddhism, capitalism, chess, christianity, chuck palahniuk, cigarettes, classic video games, cognition, cognitive science, communism, cultural anthropology, debates, dope, enigmas, evolution, existentialism, fear factory, fight club, final fantasy, finger eleven, flaw, gundam wing, hardcore, irreverence, kate beckinsale, logic, metaphysics, miyamoto musashi, music, neurology, neuroscience, nihilism, paradoxes, philosophy, physics, poetry, ranting, rants, rationality, reading, religon, revelations, sarcasm, siddhartha, socialism, solipsism, soul calibur 2, spirituality, star wars, stoicism, sushi, taoism, taproot, tattoos, techno, the matrix, trials, tribulations, tyler durden, vampires, video games, waking life, walking, writing | |||||
| Schools: | Newburgh Free Academy - Newburgh, NY (1997 - 2001) | |||||
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