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Friday, May 21, 2004

   are we...?
i was walking through town today, carrying a wooden sword, my regular scruffy comfey chlothes, and a headband to keep my hair out of my eyes. i had tied some of my hair up at the back, and i tied up my usual top knot, but i left my fringe to hang in front of my face.

and suddenlly, i noticed...

no other guys in the town were dressed like me.

i pride my self as an independant individual. i like what i like, hate what i hate, i'll give new things a go, and i won't dwell on the past. as i looked around, i soon began to see people as less of an individual, and began to see them as sheep. all of them just copying each other.

was there another individual anywhere else?

if there was, where they thinking the same thing as me?

and at that point, i began to let my mind wonder.

are we really hear?

in the 'flesh and blood' so to speak?

or...

are we all just one consusness experiencing itself subjectively?

is there such a thing as death?

is life just a dream?

are we the imagination of ourself?

is this 'life' just a ride at god's amusment park?

when you choose to go on the ride, you think its real, because its that strong on your mind. it has thrills and chills, it goes up and down, it has very bright colours, its very loud, and its fun...


for a while...

some of us have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question,

'is this real, or is this just a ride?'

and they remember this, and they come back to it and say 'hey. don't be afraid, ever, because...its just a ride...'

and just as i reached my house i thought of how we could make this a better ride. do you want to know?





















well, i'm still gonna tell you, even if you said 'no'. ^_^

we let these little deamons run among us. and these little deamons always kill the people who try to help us.

big mistake.

jfk: murdered

jhon lennon: murdured

martin luther king: murdered

ghandi: murdered

jesus: murdered

raigan:...wounded

bad fucking choice

so hears how we get a better ride

if you open your eyes to the world of hate, you'll see a costant battle of people fighting to become richer and richer, becoming more and more selfish.

however...

if we open our eyes to the world of love, and insted of spending all the money that goes towards neuclear weapons, and thats like millions and millios of £ and $, instead, spend it feading and chlothing the poor people of the world, not one human being excluded, we could as one race explore space, inner and outter, as one race, forever.


sorry about the last little bit there.

i was a little high...^_~'










































i'm hungry...
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