Tuesday, November 25, 2003

Spider spider comin down tree; died, died, die through me.

I am starting a petition: one that says we need to ban Crimson Spider.

If you haven't seen some of this guy's posts, well my friends, I harken you over to here. He has a lot of posts in there, too. Be sure to see them all. They're so long and useless and inane.

There's a point where you get your point across. And there's a point where you lose it from you my-opinion-is-mine-and-no-one-else's-and-I-don't-care-what-you-say-I-will-reign-supreme-and-won't-let-you-have-your-opinion. He does the latter.

Shy and I were considering an assassination attempt; for it was the very day that JFK had been assassinated that we talked of this.

Now, come on. I know you want to get him banned. If there's enough want, then something will abate it. Heh.

Who's with me? Put your thoughts in the comment box.

I don't even know if this is serious lol. We'll see.

Spider spider comin down tree;
died, died, die through me.


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Monday, November 24, 2003

Strange.

ShadowedCloudX: exactly
Dilapoid: Ask what?
ShadowedCloudX: I don't know what is going on, where am I?
Dilapoid: ...?
ShadowedCloudX: gotta go ttyl
Dilapoid: Okay.
ShadowedCloudX signed off at 6:03:02 PM.

That was just strange. You know what came into my head? Maybe Charlie had fallen out of his chair, or sonmething. I could see him falling down, his head hitting hard on his desk, his eyes shut, then him waking up, then typing to me, "I don't know what is going on, where am I?"

That was just weird. Especially the image in my head.

Charlie seemed out of it. Maybe he was just busy. I mean, from what I've found, he talks on the phone while at the same time typing. Whatever he does at his job I don't know; I've asked him to tell me where he works before, but he's never told me.

I don't even know why I am posting here. I just found that odd; very, very odd.

At the moment I also feel surreal. It feels like I'm on the verge of a headache, but it won't come. I can't explain it. It just feels like my mind is crammed and scrambled.
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Tool-Aenema

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.

It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this

Silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

Learn to swim.

Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.

Learn to swim.

Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.

Learn to swim.

Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.

Learn to swim.

Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.

Learn to swim.

Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.

Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.

I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
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Sunday, November 23, 2003

Effegy.

I would like to instate an apology to those whom caught me at late night last night.

I was under the influence of lethargy--a fuzzy sleepiness; and also, I was in a horny haze.

For those whom I injured, I am sorry. Next time I won't be online when such and such a thing leads to another.

...`_`;
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Bob Dylan-Shelter from the Storm

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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i sick what i said.

i'm sick what i said
death ain't dead, 's it?
more like breathin' in.
and you know, well as i do.
i'm sick what i said
and 'nough ain't never 'nough,
buryin' everything's too stuffy
and graves are just stones
in my eyes, through the mirror
i see myself the fear.

i see stones, like i don't want.
see stuff that's fought.

mirrors are twisty things
demented to me, want to shard it.
i sick what i said
death ain't dead, 's it?
i'm all glass.

shattered image never known
bein' nothin' bein' lone
wanna crack it to nothin'.
want to fall cryin'.

and glass's breakable you know
so easy to punch to grains,
the silver frame shakin' and breakin'
feels to me like change.

lookin' in the mirror i see what's there
and scared to me, another dimenson's over me.
seein' things that ain't there, ain't meant to be seen.
stuff that's ugly as dream.

can i see the real things
that ain't meant to be?
never seen a ghost like me
all chain', broken as he scream.
wanna excel to you
wanna be somethin' more that's true.

no more mirrors an' no more stares
no more glass an' no more care
breakin' it like broken legs
breakin' it and bein' me
tryin' to be somethin' that's free.

when i look at me, in the mirror
seem broken already, and breakin' more ain't gonna do good.
but glass fragile, the dimenson's called.
death ain't dead, ain't it?

not at all.

i'm sick what i said.
'nough with this--all of this dread.

promises ain't nothin' but a 'nother mirror
breakin' it ain't what i fear
fear there's nothin' there.

an' dreams ain't nothin' but demented faces
all 'round me, placin'.

time to break the glass
i sick what i said
death ain't dead, i know.
time to stop the show, ain't nuthin 'hind the curtain
but a fool.

an' never again believe what's dead,
an' never again lean on me and be said
'cause i sick what i said.
time to bury what's dead.




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Saturday, November 22, 2003

Crucifixion. Hah. That's just numbing.

For history, for no reason at all, we have to make propaganda posters for World War I. Why I don't know. It has basically nothing to do with the point of the class--which is learning about somewhat modern history to modern history, and seeing its beauty.

But, eheu, I was forced to make one.

I didn't even know what I was going to do when I started making it. It kind of just came instantenously, as all good things seem to come for me.

I began sketching in the word "Crucify," followed by "The," followed by "Germans." This ended up making a the momental phrase, "Crucify the Germans." And the tasty irony was on my lips.

I decided to make a cross, sketched that out. It looked like crap since I cannot draw, but it is easily instated that it is, by george and all things hallowed, a cross.

I sketched in a cartoony looking dude, whom was, if you looked close enough, so German that he looked just like any other person in America or the world, for that matter.

I went upstairs with it, showing my parts. My Dad tells me it's inappropriate and I just laugh, for I find it how funny it is my parents are brainwashed into the iron lung that is, and shall hereafter always be, religion.

My Mom went to tell my Dad that there's a thing such as freedom of speech, and I aquiesced to this oblige, encumbering my Dad with this one point that shall never be overlooked. And that is that I can write anything I want and no one can stop me. Well, that is, unless the government passes something as anally fecal as the Sedition Act again.

When I got to coloring in my cross and my dude drawn upon it, I decided rather just to color the cross in American flag colors. It would symbolize how most of America is Christian, and how American is somewhat tainted in Christianity. I laughed a sneer as I made it, seeing my wonderful genius at its work.

Upon its completion, I smiled. But this was soon ruined by the caustic realization that my poster looked like crap, and that the cross didn't even look like it was painted in American flag colors. And through this I still smiled, because I didn't care. The assignment was stupid, and I had had my fun with it, and it was over.

It's too bad I can't draw. It is also too bad that teachers assign such inane projects which are useless to what you are trying to learn. But at least I have it done.

And at least I have completed another work in the plastic surgic removery of religion's ribs from society.

And for this, it is a glorious day. And for this reason, the project was fun.
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Friday, November 21, 2003

Excursion's delicate.

DeathKnight V4: Oh yeah, definately.
Dilapoid: *definitely
DeathKnight V4: Mitch, stop.
Dilapoid: Or *defiantly
DeathKnight V4: Don't be annoying.
Dilapoid: I am not being annoying.
DeathKnight V4: Yes, you are.
Dilapoid: If you can't attest to the fact that I'm just changing typo errors which just happen, and see that it's nothing to you personally, then I don't know what to say.
DeathKnight V4: If you can't attest to the fact people who do that all the time are annoying for being the idiots they are then maybe you should stop saying anything at all.
Syk3 26 has left the room.
Dilapoid: If you want to think I am an idiot, that's your prerogative.
DeathKnight V4: Don't correct my typos.
Dilapoid: Do it as such.
DeathKnight V4: ;P
Dilapoid: Tell me why not to, other than it makes me look like an idiot, and that it bothers you? Is there anything morally wrong with it? Is there anything mentally wrong with it? Can you give me a valid reason not to? No you cannot. lo
Dilapoid: *lol
DeathKnight V4: Um. It doesn't make me look like an idiot.
DeathKnight V4: I don't care about how I type.
Dilapoid: And frankly, the most you can do to stop it would be to block me.
DeathKnight V4: It is better than half the people I know online.
DeathKnight V4: No, as a friend I want you to stop.
DeathKnight V4: I enjoy your company, you are a good friend.
Dilapoid: I didn't say you were an idiot to you, I said if it makes me look like an idiot, so be it.
DeathKnight V4: I would like you to respect my feelings by stop doing something that is clearly optional and not required.
DeathKnight V4: Do it to other people
DeathKnight V4: Leave what I say alone.
DeathKnight V4: o_O;
Dilapoid: lol.
Dilapoid: But I like pissing off people for the sake of pissing them off. Irony is the most beautiful thing.
DeathKnight V4: This is a casual environment. I'm not writing a term paper.
DeathKnight V4: Don't try to justify it.
DeathKnight V4: Just don't do it to me because I could care less about the typos I make and when you do it to amuse yourself I begin to question if I want to deal with you anymore.
Dilapoid: I am not.
Dilapoid: I basically saying I will do it and you can't stop me. This is why it's called the internet lol.
DeathKnight V4: Oh? I can't stop you?
DeathKnight V4: Then I'm afraid i'm terminating my friendship with you as well.
Dilapoid: *I am basically saying
Dilapoid: You're very rash. Be that if you want.
DeathKnight V4: No. If you can't simply respect my feelings then you aren't worth my time, lol.
Dilapoid: This is nothing to get worked up about. This is nothing in comparison to other feelings I could do to you, or other annoying things I could do.
Dilapoid: It's obvious I respect you.
DeathKnight V4: I'm not getting worked up about it. I'm just getting rid of something that irritates me so I can enjoy my time on the internet more.
DeathKnight V4: You know why? Because, as you said, this is the internet.
DeathKnight V4: ^_~
DeathKnight V4: If you can do what you want to, I can do what I want to.
Dilapoid: I'm only arguing right now because it's fun, lol.
DeathKnight V4: Duh. Why do you think i'm doing it.
DeathKnight V4: Just stop correcting my typos all the time.
Dilapoid: Well, you just said it's okay if I correct your errors. "Do what you want to, I can do waht I want to."
Dilapoid: Hypocrite. :p
DeathKnight V4: No, heh. I didn't.
DeathKnight V4: Terminating my friendship means blocking.
DeathKnight V4: I won't see your idiocy anymore.
Dilapoid: *what
Dilapoid: Then ban me. It won't hurt anyone but yourself lol.
DeathKnight V4: I won't unblock you this time either, I remember why I blocked you now- you think you can do whatever the hell you want to without considering what other people think.
DeathKnight V4: What? I don't give a shit about you.
DeathKnight V4: I never have.
DeathKnight V4: I don't require your services for life, you aren't a good friend of mine.
Dilapoid: I do consider what other people think.
Dilapoid: And if you can't see that, then that's your cataract.
DeathKnight V4: Then consider this.
DeathKnight V4: I don't enjoy being irritated.
Dilapoid: Just because I am arguing over changing your typos means nothing about "considering what other people think." I understand where you stand lol. I see what you're thinking.
DeathKnight V4: A half-wit wannabe poet correcting my typos in an AIM chat isn't going to continue. Either you stop or I stop myself from hearing anything you say.
Dilapoid: But this is just the internet, Ken. I am not better than you. And just because I correct typos should not even make you think I am better either.
DeathKnight V4: I don't think you are better.
DeathKnight V4: o_O;
Dilapoid: Then what bothers you? Nothing should then.
DeathKnight V4: I just don't want to see an astrik followed by the correct way to spell 'definately' just because you feel like it.
Dilapoid: Fine, I'll use a dash.
Dilapoid: :p
DeathKnight V4: That's what I thought. I'll have to block you.
DeathKnight V4: Somewhat sad.
Dilapoid: To get anywhere you have to be tenacious. I haven't done shit wrong.
DeathKnight V4: That's your opinon.
DeathKnight V4: Not mine.
Dilapoid: Blocking someone for the fact such as what you are is absolutely inane.
DeathKnight V4: I don't care if it is.
DeathKnight V4: If something annoys me and it won't stop then it must be curtailed.
DeathKnight V4: I've been through too much shit in life to take anything more, even if it is something small.
Dilapoid: It's a lot easier just to let it slip through your fingers--it will do it either way.
Dilapoid: Everyone's beem through too much shit in their lives.
Dilapoid: They live with it.
DeathKnight V4: I don't care about everyone.
DeathKnight V4: I think everyone is full of shit.
DeathKnight V4: They can die for all I care.
Dilapoid: Everyone includes you, Ken.
DeathKnight V4: I attempted suicide for a reason.
Dilapoid: You're full of shit too then.
Dilapoid: So am I.
DeathKnight V4: Do I have to refine it for you. lol.
Dilapoid: So is "everyone."
DeathKnight V4: I'm elitist.
DeathKnight V4: Everyone does not include me.
Dilapoid: Yes it does.
Dilapoid: The very definition of the word implies all things.
Dilapoid: All humans--including you.
DeathKnight V4: Alright. I guess you'll keep being an idiot.
DeathKnight V4: All of the other people but me.
DeathKnight V4: Can die.
DeathKnight V4: For all I care.
Dilapoid: And what will be left to have had?
DeathKnight V4: Is that plain enough for you, simpleton? Or do I have to find another word that means exactly what I am pointing to?
Dilapoid: All reasons for living will be then gone if eveyone dies but you.
DeathKnight V4: There is no reason to live.
DeathKnight V4: We don't come here by choice, we're forced into it.
Dilapoid: There are reasons, everything has a reason.
Dilapoid: No matter how nothing it is.
DeathKnight V4: No.
Dilapoid: That's fine, that is your opinion.
Dilapoid: You have it Ken, it's yours.
Dilapoid: I respect you enough to give it to you.
Dilapoid: I respect anyone enough to let them have opinions.
DeathKnight V4: Find a reason to live and i'll put you at a higher rank than snail in my mind.
Dilapoid: If you want to insult me, do that too. All it's doing is hurting yourself and accomplishing nothing but making your egotistical viewpoints further heightened, and rather fallacily as well.
DeathKnight V4: This doesn't hurt me at all.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
Dilapoid: Love is the only reason I have found to live. The feelings other people can give you and that exchange.
DeathKnight V4: Love is bullshit.
Dilapoid: If it's bullshit, then I guess there's no other reason for you then./
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
DeathKnight V4: None.
Dilapoid: Love's the only thing I'll live for--even if it is a purposeless reason.
DeathKnight V4: Oh wait, yes there is.
DeathKnight V4: I completely forgot. The only reason to live is just that- to live.
Dilapoid: I will love writing. Perhaps I will love some woman, and if I don't, I don't care. That is about all I love. Oh, and also music.
DeathKnight V4: You fail.
DeathKnight V4: ;P
Dilapoid: And what is loving anything?
Dilapoid: That, Ken, that is living.
DeathKnight V4: That's an emotion.
DeathKnight V4: Not living.
DeathKnight V4: You can live without love, easily. You just need to detach.
Dilapoid: Detaching, to live with it, love is still needed; love of one's self.
DeathKnight V4: Nothing emotional is ever needed.
DeathKnight V4: It is just icing on the cake.
Dilapoid: In all eventuallities, if we didn't have emotions, we wouldn't be alive.
DeathKnight V4: That is idealistic bullshit. Emotions are not needed to be alive.
DeathKnight V4: They heighten the expeirence, that is all.
Dilapoid: We would not feel. We would not care. Life wouldn't bel ife.
Dilapoid: *life
DeathKnight V4: It would still be life.
Dilapoid: But from a humanistic stand point, not exactly.
Dilapoid: A rock is alive, then, by your definition.
Dilapoid: So is the sky.
DeathKnight V4: Haha. No. You missed the point completely.
DeathKnight V4: As long as you have blood in your veins you are living.
DeathKnight V4: Emotions just add spice to it.
Dilapoid: So is a star twinkling in the horizon.
Dilapoid: So is a sweatshirt.
Dilapoid: So is a cane held by an old man.
DeathKnight V4: You can't imagine a person without emotions, can you?
DeathKnight V4: Tsk.
Dilapoid: No I can't.
Dilapoid: Even apathy is an emotion.
DeathKnight V4: I'll achieve it yet.
Dilapoid: Even emotionless is emotion.
DeathKnight V4: And when I do achieve it I pity anyone who wants to hurt me then.
Dilapoid: You're still feeling something. Nothing is still something.
DeathKnight V4: No. Nothing is nothing.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: You're the hypocrite now.
Dilapoid: From your eyes, I suppose. Everyone's a hypocrite, though.
Dilapoid: Even you. Even I. Even others.
Dilapoid: So tell me the purpose to live without emotions, then.
DeathKnight V4: Is that the only way you can debate? Generalization?
Dilapoid: What would be the reason? You should just be dead, then, because that's what I see it as.
Dilapoid: Tell me great things that have been built from nothing?
DeathKnight V4: I don't really care if I do die completely inside by doing this.
Dilapoid: And still stay nothing?
DeathKnight V4: There has been no one before that has completely detatched themselves. Maybe something wonderful will happen when I do.
Dilapoid: It's impossible, Ken. Chaining up your emotions is still having emotions, even if they aren't shown.
DeathKnight V4: Not chaining.
DeathKnight V4: Destroying.
Dilapoid: You can't destroy something that will always be there.
DeathKnight V4: It is not always there.
Dilapoid: And when it isn't, it's chained.
DeathKnight V4: It starts as a child.
DeathKnight V4: If you aren't raised correctly, you can destroy emotions easily.
DeathKnight V4: Because the foundation to keep them and like them is not there.
DeathKnight V4: o.O;
Dilapoid: So if a human was left completely alone, left to live with no one and no thing but itself, and its devices, it wouldn't feel a thing?
Dilapoid: It wouldn't feel lone? It wouldn't feel hunger?
Dilapoid: It wouldn't feel want?
Dilapoid: It would feel nothing?
DeathKnight V4: I am no ordinary person.
Dilapoid: You're just like them all, Ken. Just like me.
Dilapoid: We're all human as hard as we fight it.
DeathKnight V4: No. I am human.
DeathKnight V4: But not that brand of human.
Dilapoid: Then being human is having emotions.
Dilapoid: Being human is feeling, and being human is being mortal.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: Being human deals with species types.
Dilapoid: Emotions have been with us since whenever we were born.
DeathKnight V4: If you want to get into what HUMAN is then go to a different chat because it will never be definate.
DeathKnight V4: I believe that a human can do whatever he wants with his mind.
Dilapoid: For something to come from nothing, there has to be something there; emotion. When something is built from nothing, and still keeps nothing, then what is made? Nothing. And we are obviously something.
DeathKnight V4: Something would be there, a physical form.
Dilapoid: We are chained to our physicalities.
DeathKnight V4: No, we aren't.
DeathKnight V4: lol
DeathKnight V4: No one is.
DeathKnight V4: If you believe it, then you are.
Dilapoid: Our mind is made from this, as we grow.
DeathKnight V4: If you don't, you aren't.
Dilapoid: Physicalities are what meld our minds.
Dilapoid: Otherwise we would have no perception, no thought.
DeathKnight V4: But you aren't changing my mind because I am too far into the process to stop now.
Dilapoid: All we think is found from outside, and brought inside.
Dilapoid: I'm not trying to change anything.
Dilapoid: I'm just an idiot. What would I know, or do.
DeathKnight V4: Then shut up, because i'm trying to watch Comedy Central.
Dilapoid: I'm just having a thought-provoking chat.
DeathKnight V4: No, this isn't thought provoking at all.
DeathKnight V4: I've heard all of this before.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
Dilapoid: And you'd rather watch some stupid, inane show rather than talk like intelligent people should. Ah well.
DeathKnight V4: Yes, I would- this is old news to me.
Dilapoid: Well aren't you just prissy then.
DeathKnight V4: Prolly. I prefer comedy to redundance.
DeathKnight V4: :P
Dilapoid: Life is redundance. You know this.
DeathKnight V4: Yea. That's why I have comedy.
Dilapoid: That is why I have sarcasm.
DeathKnight V4: So, will you stop correcting typos all the time or do I have to make this our last conversation?
Dilapoid: And humor is just an emotion as well].
DeathKnight V4: Answer my question.
Dilapoid: Well, if I don't matter to you, and you don't want to talk to me, and all I know is things that you already know, and I'm full of idiocy, and I'm some fake poet, and this is what you really think, then why talk to me period?
Dilapoid: You answer the question for yourself.
DeathKnight V4: No, no no. I'm asking the questions. You don't annoy me in general.
DeathKnight V4: When you do, I tell you.
Dilapoid: If the answer is you think yes to all of that, then ban me. I'm useless to you. I'm inane to you.
Dilapoid: But let's not make generalizations, I think someone just said?
DeathKnight V4: You're my friend.
Dilapoid: If I'm your friend, then I'll be your friend.
Dilapoid: It's simple as that.
DeathKnight V4: Good.
Dilapoid: Just don't be so egotistical all the time.
DeathKnight V4: Don't set terms.
DeathKnight V4: I'll do as I want to.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: Egotism, elitism.
DeathKnight V4: I have it all.
Dilapoid: And how hypocritical is this?
Dilapoid: You tell me not to correct your mistakes, and you tell me you can do what you want, yet I can't do what I want?
DeathKnight V4: Bingo.
DeathKnight V4: ^_^
DeathKnight V4: Not hypocritical. Elitist.
Dilapoid: Friendship is about fairness lol. You can't just say, "You're just a fucker to me. I'll be friend, but fuck you and what you think, what I think is fucking right."
DeathKnight V4: If you don't like it, then you don't have to be my friend back.
Dilapoid: I'm just asking for the basis of friendship, Ken.
Dilapoid: I have no reason to hurt you for doing this if that's what you think.
DeathKnight V4: I don't think that.
DeathKnight V4: How about this.
DeathKnight V4: I'll ignore you correcting shit.
DeathKnight V4: If you do it to other people.
Dilapoid: Well, you sound to me like a deathly wounded animal that is holding on to shreds of itself to survive.
Dilapoid: Which is the truth, I guess.
DeathKnight V4: Whoa.
DeathKnight V4: We were so close too.
Dilapoid: Just because things hurt doesn't mean you need to just say, "Fuck them."
Dilapoid: I mean what I said well.
Dilapoid: Not in a mean way at all.
Dilapoid: We are all deathly wounded animals in some way, Ken.
DeathKnight V4: I didn't take it that way.
DeathKnight V4: What do you think I am? Crying and sobbing IRL because of that? lol.
Dilapoid: You make it seem like it's the biggest deal on the net you've ever come to, yes. All it is is me correcting errors--and I did it to other people the same as you.
Dilapoid: I'm a kind person. I'm a fair person. I'm not a caustic bitch that hates all things but myself.
DeathKnight V4: It isn't my fault i'm this way.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
Dilapoid: Well, just because it isn't your fault doesn't mean you have to be like it;
DeathKnight V4: You were melodramatic, so I lied back to you to match your melodrama.
DeathKnight V4: If you really think I don't care about anyone I guess all the times I say I love Tori and such is bs. Tsk.
Dilapoid: If life doesn't matter at all to you, well, you'll have to find something that does. And living life just to live isn't that.
DeathKnight V4: Ken is hellbent on becoming inhuman, RAH.
Dilapoid: You can't become what you aren't. You can't mend what you are.
Dilapoid: And you are human,.
DeathKnight V4: You don't get it Mitch.
Dilapoid: Just because you don't feel emotions still doesn't mean you aren't a human, at least physically.
DeathKnight V4: I don't believe in anything I just said. I ran with it to see how far I could get you.
DeathKnight V4: I feel emotions all the time, I am a self proclaimed stand up comedian.
Dilapoid: And this is how you treat a friend? lol.
Dilapoid: It's so kind of you.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
DeathKnight V4: You're the one that believed I was hellbent on becoming inhuman LOL.
Dilapoid: You're lucky I'm not rash like you.
Dilapoid: If you want to fuck with me, fine.
DeathKnight V4: :P
Dilapoid: I'll continue to fuck with you too.
Dilapoid: And we'll continue on this cycle.
DeathKnight V4: I don't care if you fuck with me.
DeathKnight V4: People are false all the time online.
Dilapoid: Then what is it about the grammar then?
DeathKnight V4: Nothing, I didn't really care.
Dilapoid: Just another lie?
DeathKnight V4: It was kind of annoying, but I wouldn't block someone about that.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: I might have cussed you out if you had done it like 3 more times.
Dilapoid: Fine. Whenever you act all pissy about shit like that, I'm not going to fall into it like that.
DeathKnight V4: Suits me fine, i'm pretty calm about crap.
Dilapoid: This is why the internet is useless.
Dilapoid: And I'm pretty sure you actually do feel a lot of what you said.
DeathKnight V4: I don't.
Dilapoid: You're just trying to mend what I've broken, or mend what I've leaked, or whatever.
Dilapoid: It's all your egotisim again it seems.
DeathKnight V4: No, it sounds that way because I do detatch sometimes.
DeathKnight V4: So I know the subject matter pretty well.
DeathKnight V4: Don't think you can completely detatch though, you might end up a vegetable trying.
Dilapoid: Same to you. And why do I want to detach?
Dilapoid: I don't.
DeathKnight V4: I'm not trying it, don't need to reformat my mind.
DeathKnight V4: No, I was just speaking idlely.
DeathKnight V4: I don't think you detatch at all. You seem to enjoy your emotions.
DeathKnight V4: It is hard to do, really. You can only do it temporarly, as well.
Dilapoid: It's the best I can do. I'm not going to live like that anymore.
Dilapoid: It is pointless and only being a rebel to what life's given you.
DeathKnight V4: Don't fret over this Mitch.
DeathKnight V4: Didn't mean to piss you off.
Dilapoid: When you have something, you flaunt it.
DeathKnight V4: Plus, it was a fun conversation.
Dilapoid: Just like you and your seeming egotism I sense.
DeathKnight V4: No, i'm really egostistic.
DeathKnight V4: I wasn't joking about that.
DeathKnight V4: o.o;
DeathKnight V4: Egotistic+Elitism= truth.
Dilapoid: If this conversation was so good, then why did you say comedy central was better?
DeathKnight V4: I was doing it to piss you off.
DeathKnight V4: But you handled that well.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: I am watching CC though.
Dilapoid: If you don't want to talk to me, don't talk to me.
DeathKnight V4: Friday night standup.
Dilapoid: Tell me straight-up, I don't care what you say, fuck you, I want to watch TV instead.
Dilapoid: I handle a lot of things well, Ken.
DeathKnight V4: I know, you're Mitch.
Dilapoid: And again it was you fucking with me.
Dilapoid: Which is fine, I guess.
DeathKnight V4: I didn't piss you off, no harm done.
Dilapoid: It just annoys me you said that it is wrong for me to correct your grammar.
Dilapoid: And then you say that was a lie.
Dilapoid: You're tangling so many lies in this conversation it's hard to believe truth.
DeathKnight V4: It isn't wrong.
DeathKnight V4: You can do it if you want to.
DeathKnight V4: Right and wrong shouldn't really apply to grammar.
DeathKnight V4: o_o;
Dilapoid: Okay then. Why get all melodramatic and introverted about it, and make it a big deal about nothing.
DeathKnight V4: For fun.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
Dilapoid: Oh, that's right, because I'm a puppet. And deserved to be treated such, I guess.
DeathKnight V4: Nah.
DeathKnight V4: You're an intellectual like me.
DeathKnight V4: Get me back sometime IRL, i'll give you that right.
Dilapoid: See, egoes just fuck everything up.
Dilapoid: Instead say what's from your heart.
Dilapoid: Pt and I did this with out egoes, and look where we've ended; we talk fine now.
DeathKnight V4: You know how i'm an elitist is kinda silly.
DeathKnight V4: I was branded an elitist because I think people with 110 IQ and under shouldn't be able to vote.
DeathKnight V4: And alot of people got pissed off at me about that.
DeathKnight V4: o.o;
DeathKnight V4: 110= start of being above average.
Dilapoid: That's more prejudicial than elitist. If you are elitist you wouldn't vote at all then.
Dilapoid: And wouldn't partake in things which you think stupid people are doing.
Dilapoid: And etc etc.
DeathKnight V4: People with a low IQ shouldn't be aiding any presidents.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
Dilapoid: You're too young to vote, but you get my point.
DeathKnight V4: No, i'm never going to vote.
DeathKnight V4: I was raised to be nuetral polotically.
DeathKnight V4: I don't see many liberal socialist on the presidental ballot.
Dilapoid: You're living just to live? What's that? That's not elitist Elitist is killing yourself because you don't like life, and living to just live is stupid.
DeathKnight V4: I didn't claim I was elitist.
DeathKnight V4: I was branded it.
Dilapoid: *neutral
Dilapoid: *politically
Dilapoid: So other people have said it, you mean? I see.
DeathKnight V4: Yeah.
DeathKnight V4: I was sorta dumbfounded.
Dilapoid: You aren't elitist.
DeathKnight V4: Good.
Dilapoid: Just prejudicial and egotisitcal.
DeathKnight V4: People brand me things and rumors circulate.
Dilapoid: And an ego isn't exaclty a bad things..
DeathKnight V4: I meet people and they are like "._.".
Dilapoid: *thing
Dilapoid: But it's when you fuck with people like you did me--who you label as friends--where I start to think that's too much.
Dilapoid: If you are friends with somone, you care for them on some level.
Dilapoid: And thus you have heart for them.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
Dilapoid: And should tell them from your heart.
Dilapoid: Not from your ego.
Dilapoid: And that is what I ask from you.
DeathKnight V4: yeah, sure.
DeathKnight V4: It was more of a rash decision to screw with you.
Dilapoid: Otherwise I'm not going to bother being your friend for the sake of being your friend so I can listen to lies and things from your egoes.
Shinmaru007 has left the room.
DeathKnight V4: Heh.
Dilapoid: You need to be well-mannered and think things out to hell and high water before you do them.
DeathKnight V4: Nah.
Dilapoid: Otherwise people won't give you the time of day.
Dilapoid: If you fuck with someone too much, then they will fuck with you even harder.
Dilapoid: And it will be an endless cycle.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
Dilapoid: Until someone is hurt so much your relationship is ended forever.
Dilapoid: Love is a lot like this in a lot of ways.
Dilapoid: Especially the fucking part.
DeathKnight V4: Indeed.
DeathKnight V4: I'm gonna play a game I guess.
Dilapoid: And obviously I don't want this the case to be in our friendship. I want equality, that is all I am basically asking. I deserve as much as you give yourself. We're both humans. We both think. We both have hearts.
Dilapoid: And we both, from at least what I've gathered, are friends.
Dilapoid: And friends care about each other.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
DeathKnight V4: I apologize for that.
Dilapoid: They don't keep fucking with each other until they fuck up what good things they had.
Dilapoid: And I accept.
DeathKnight V4: So i'll talk to you later.
DeathKnight V4: *saves chat*
Dilapoid: It wasn't bad...it's just the way you masked it and came back from it that bothers me,.
Dilapoid: It's not right, relaly.
DeathKnight V4: I can't believe archive these things.
Dilapoid: *really
Dilapoid: Just say bluntly the truth from the start.
Dilapoid: It saves a whole lot of bullshit.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
DeathKnight V4: But when i'm bored.
Dilapoid: If you are fucking with me, makie it enoughso I can tell.
DeathKnight V4: I do it sometimes.
Dilapoid: *mae
Dilapoid: *make
Dilapoid: *enough
DeathKnight V4: so*
DeathKnight V4: :P
DeathKnight V4: I'll catch you later.
Dilapoid: When it gets to the point I can't see truth from lie, then there's something wrong.
Dilapoid: Then it's not fun.
Dilapoid: And that's what happened.
Dilapoid: And I came to the point where I didn't believe a thing you've told me.
DeathKnight V4: I gotta piss too.
*OnlineHost*: You have been removed from the room for scrolling.

Dilapoid: It removes me from that caht.
Dilapoid: *chat
Dilapoid: *OnlineHost*: You have been removed from the room for scrolling.
Dilapoid: I'll shut up now.
Dilapoid: Hopefully I hit something in your head.
DeathKnight V4: Nope.
DeathKnight V4: But I won't screw with you again.
DeathKnight V4: I'll do it with someone else.
DeathKnight V4: Lets not screw with each other. I think you and I could learn alot from each other.
Dilapoid: If you won't screw with me, then it's obvious that I hit something.
Dilapoid: Of course we can.
Dilapoid: I love you for finally seeing something I've said, Ken.
Dilapoid: Go play your game.
DeathKnight V4: Alright. I declare us to be new friends, closer ones.
DeathKnight V4: *shakes his hand*
DeathKnight V4: I dunno what to play.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: *browses*
Dilapoid: Starcraft is always good to an extent.
Dilapoid: *posts this entire excursion on My O*
Dilapoid: It really did sound like you were going to ban me, you know.
Dilapoid: You did so easily last time.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: I've had practice with that too.
DeathKnight V4: Yeah. You really pissed me off that time.
DeathKnight V4: lol
DeathKnight V4: You can push my buttons.
Dilapoid: And I didn't even do much, really, you know.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
Dilapoid: Ah well. From my standpoint at least.
DeathKnight V4: If I have a pet peeve with something it doesn't take much to piss me off.
Dilapoid: I guess I just have this way about me. Something that screams intelligent.
Dilapoid: lol
Dilapoid: And what's the pet peeve that I hit today?
Dilapoid: Annoyance?
DeathKnight V4: Nothing.
DeathKnight V4: I was pissed IRL so I took it out on you actually.
Dilapoid: So you just pretty much ultimately fucked me over...which I don't deserve at all.
DeathKnight V4: You didn't do anything really.
Dilapoid: Exactly.
Dilapoid: So I didn't deserve to be bitch at.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
Dilapoid: Keep what's pissing you off at its source.
Dilapoid: I'm pretty sure it was your Dad, too.
DeathKnight V4: Which is why I apologized.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
Dilapoid: I'm sorry parents are such bastards..
Dilapoid: But taking it out on me isn't right at all.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
Dilapoid: Taking it out anyone isn't either, in my opinion.
DeathKnight V4: Which is why I apologized.
Dilapoid: That's being egotistical and putting yourself above, making you seem more like a jerk and an asshole than anything.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
Dilapoid: I hate people that blow up on other people--boil over, so to say.
Dilapoid: For what stays in your anger's pot should stay there.
Dilapoid: And keep its space there.
Dilapoid: I guess I just have a better time at controlling my anger, though.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
Dilapoid: Who knows.
Dilapoid: I've always been passive.
Dilapoid: If you are angry, instead of just fucking with me in a tangle of lies and egoes, rather than that, tell me what's wrong.
Dilapoid: Then I can try and calm you and soothe you.
Dilapoid: That's what friends are for.
Dilapoid: They aren't for being blow up at over what someone else did.
Dilapoid: I think I'm over-bearing my point...but I guess this is the way I am.
Dilapoid: I like to make myself clear when I'm serious.
DeathKnight V4: I a;ready know all of this.
DeathKnight V4: I didn't plan to fuck you over.
DeathKnight V4: I rashly did it.
DeathKnight V4: Not like I say and said "Hmm. Fucking Mitch over. Yeah, lets do it."
Dilapoid: lol
DeathKnight V4: sat*
Dilapoid: Well, it's all the same to me, really. Get more of a ride on your emotions.
Dilapoid: Fuck over your emotions.
Dilapoid: Even as instantaneous as your decision to fuck with me was, it still was a conscious decision.
Dilapoid: Fueled by emotions, though.
Dilapoid: But it was twisted emotions.
Dilapoid: It was obtuse emotion--stuff gandered at me for no reason lol.
DeathKnight V4: Yeap.
Dilapoid: Ah well. You know what really matters?
Dilapoid: You apologized.
Dilapoid: And you say you won't do it again.
Dilapoid: That's what matters.
Dilapoid: That's makes it all better for the time being.
Dilapoid: But if you do it again and again, then that's something else altogether.
DeathKnight V4: I've never done it before.
Dilapoid: Then I won't believe you when you apologize.
Dilapoid: You have...a lot more lightly though.
Dilapoid: At times more thicker, but not this thick.
DeathKnight V4: lol.
DeathKnight V4: Have I?
DeathKnight V4: eh.
Dilapoid: You pretty much made a forest, then another, then another, and then burned it all down and told me I was right and you were just fucking with me,.
Dilapoid: And mentally that forest is still here, because I can't believe you just had me go on about apathy and such.
DeathKnight V4: That's alright.
Dilapoid: And them come back and say, oh, I was just fucking with you.
DeathKnight V4: I don't expect you to believe me when I come back and say that.
DeathKnight V4: I don't really see how you can think that I was being truthful about all that.
Dilapoid: Well, this is why it's called the internet.
DeathKnight V4: I obviously have emotions and only detatch them when totally unstable.
Dilapoid: And you seem like a desperate person enough to do it.
Dilapoid: You tried to commit suicide.
DeathKnight V4: what? lol.
Dilapoid: That alone rests my case.
DeathKnight V4: I was 12. LOL.
Dilapoid: And did you ever make this clear to me?

Dilapoid: No.
DeathKnight V4: You assumed, not me.
DeathKnight V4: If you had asked I would have told you easily.
Dilapoid: Well, that's all I can do, really.
Dilapoid: I am a shy person by right, Ken.
Dilapoid: I don't ask a lot of personal questions most of the time.
Dilapoid: I simply assume what I can...which is dumb, I agree.
DeathKnight V4: Feel free to do so with me.
DeathKnight V4: Just expect a long winded answer.
Dilapoid: I'm really a weak person under all this intellect.
Dilapoid: I think anyone is.
Dilapoid: And thus I assumed.
Dilapoid: And on the internet, it IS harder to tell sarcasm from anything else.
DeathKnight V4: *does the IQ test in his myo*
Dilapoid: And this is one of the other reasons I fell for your entire speech about apathy and such.
Dilapoid: But enough about this.
Dilapoid: I've given you what I think pretty well.
Dilapoid: And in the end you've said yes to a lot of things.
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Put it in the head.

http://www.emode.com/tests/uiq/
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Thursday, November 20, 2003

DIgress your soul on the splasm wall.

sheet
sleet
eats
me down
the sheet's
paper
as i write
on thish white
snow.

rain
flames
grains
in my head
crushing
and hemor dead.

this paper
is dapered
in heavy weighters
that pulley
my mind.

semi-circle
signs
fine
me money
that i don't have.

the taxes'
faction
that says
pen to paper
should have rules.

scoff,
sheeply wool,
feel slaughter,
and reak ruin.
never calm
to the rules.
never coon
to the lulls.

always sing
from the heart
always make
from the art.
always eat
from the tart
always feel
with the part.

always be
who you be
when you are
who you feel.

always write
in blood
and guts
and never let go
of what you know.

always think
in death
and life
and never fall
for guise.

write
rightly
and write
nicely.

direct from the heart--
direct from the start--
and as direct
as spontaneous zeal.
never let
interdictions
kill.



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