Luna Sea

Waxing Gibbous... The night before a full moon. Its a horrible night to spend it indoors or intoxicated. And yet I know many that are.

As I sit on the warm hood of my car I take in one of the and yet unspoiled pleasures of the world. I gaze across the ocean taking in the light of the nights beautiful moon. I watch as the wind moves the sea, scattering the light of the moons reflection. The darkened sky glows with the purity of the moons shine. The few and scattered clouds show their silver lining as they intermittently mask The Goddess. In the back, the mellow melody of Industrial echos in the chilled night air with the occasional distant passing car. Breathe deep the scent of the evening of slightly misted sea air and algea. Search the heavens of sparkled diamonds and seek The Hunter faded in the amber and orange glow of the city. The sky begins to gently light into hues of light blues against orange and yellow pockets. It is late and the sun is beginning to rise. Nested birds wake and chirp, affirming the mourning of the moon. I surrender admittence and retreat to the comfort of my cave. ... But all is not lost. My mistress shall return again and tomorrow... She will be at the peak of her cycle.

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when computers do everything....

you can't get them to do anything. Trying to get facebook to update when I post a new blog automaticaly. maybe its a timed thing... hopefully this'll be up on facebook in the morning so I don't rack my brain over it.

yes, it's harder than you think. ... and that IS what she said!

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I should so be sleeping

But I want to get this working before I go to sleep and forget...

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my new regiment

decided to try use some pills to take care of the stuff I can't meditate out. Biotin, collagen, gelatin, st. johns wort, and centrum performance.

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Do you believe in the user?

As with all retards on intoxicants, I came across an epiphany tonight. Reality is a circuit board and we are charge in that board. Our lives surge across the manufactured and laid paths of logic. Our choices are the resulting logic of electrical signals through a silicon chip. All answers are run series of yes or no, on or off, and positive or negative logic thats be pre-programmed by the laws of physics and logic. Thousands of simple yes or no questions to answer a simple thing like what type of coffee to drink at Starbucks or whether or not to go to mcdonalds or jack in the box. Small and almost insignificant questions that we over look like what type of chocolate flavor or what size. Do I go to College after School or do I straight into the work industry? In either case, which field or expertise should I persue? Do I really like the color black or is it mass social mind programming that tells me that I do?

Some men actually have lives to live

This is the first; and probably not the last, of blog posts about my bachelorism. I know that its not impossible for me to be in a relationship. I just really don't have the time or energy to do the labrynth of modern day courtship. From what I've experienced, women are always ... narcisistic(sp?).They're either introverted or extroverted narcisists The ones that aren't obviously hounding you for attention are being quite and schemeing about why you are not showering them with it.

I'm an adopted only-child. I admit that I'm spoiled. Growing up. with out siblings has more or less made non-reliant on relationships. I didn't have brothers or sisters to ask about growing up in this day and age. I only had my loving parents that taught me virtues and how to live strong and independent. You can't really ask them about modern social behavior or interactions. They are just simply too out-of-date for someone to be socially ept. That being said, I am not in the habit of cancelling plans or modifying my schedule because of some elses plans to stay home and "cuddle" and they didn't bother to let me know ahead of time. I have other things in life to do. And. I don't quite see the reasoning or weighing of cuddleing all night to productive social networking and exposure to support cultural enriching and promoting hobbies. Or studying for a certification to advance career opprotunities and pay... and practicing and enhancing skill sets to aid in the fore mentioned activities. One could state the "stop and smell the roses" thing, but all that I do is not for me. The more that I do, the harder I work, and the more successful I become is to honor my parents and what they did for me through out my life. Its a reason to give them pride and to continuosly do it. There's nothing I can do to honor them enough or give them enough pride for what they've done for me. Choosing honor and pride for my parents over my life satisfaction is a no brainer.

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We are Borg

Welcome to the 21st century where many a fascinatings are. We have small, portable, communication devices that network our lives into the virtual world. We have paper thin mechanisms that move at our whims and a highly structured society.


God... what is the world coming to when our lives are bottle necked in to these small little devices. God forbid that a solar flares radiances fries every computer chip in the world.

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