What Is It?
It is not like a ghost
It is not like a god
It is not unlike a man whose stories are fraud.
It is not like a soldier
It is not like a drone
It is not unlike a child whose brain is a clone
It is not like the dust
It is not like the dead
It is not unlike a tree whose leaves have all fled.
It is not like I care
It is not like I know
All I know is, It sure as hell ain't a turtle.
cC
Monday, July 28, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Blog Yourself
I totally blogged myself today. It happened so fast. I was bored and I just finished up watching So You Think You Can Dance and... and... and I just did it. I don't even remember how it started, I remember being thirsty and I got up and the next thing I know I'm at my laptop... blogging the shit out of myself. It happened so fast.
I used protection. I have a firewall. It glows in the dark and smells like grape. I never thought I would be that guy... blogging when he gets bored, but... man it felt so good. Of course I regretted it when it was all done. I hated myself. But I also felt this strange feeling of freedom like it was the first time I had ever acknowledged that I was alive... I am alive. I don't know, man, I guess it's only natural and like 90% of humanity does it, but it changed my life. I blogged myself last night... using my iPod Touch. It was super easy. I find myself thinking about it at work, at the grocery store, driving around town... I even blogged on my lunch break.
I seriously think it should be taught in schools. I mean, kids are going to blog no matter what we do to scare them away. They might as well learn how to blog themselves correctly... and effectively. That could solve a lot of problems kids face nowadays... blogging increases your self esteem among others things and we all now what low self esteem can lead too. Don't get me wrong, blogging can be abused just like anything else. Hell, I heard of some junior high kid who stayed home from school to blog himself over 13 times in one afternoon, but that is an isolated case.
Anyway, it feels good to get this off my chest and out in the world. I blog. And I am proud. I blog.
cC
I used protection. I have a firewall. It glows in the dark and smells like grape. I never thought I would be that guy... blogging when he gets bored, but... man it felt so good. Of course I regretted it when it was all done. I hated myself. But I also felt this strange feeling of freedom like it was the first time I had ever acknowledged that I was alive... I am alive. I don't know, man, I guess it's only natural and like 90% of humanity does it, but it changed my life. I blogged myself last night... using my iPod Touch. It was super easy. I find myself thinking about it at work, at the grocery store, driving around town... I even blogged on my lunch break.
I seriously think it should be taught in schools. I mean, kids are going to blog no matter what we do to scare them away. They might as well learn how to blog themselves correctly... and effectively. That could solve a lot of problems kids face nowadays... blogging increases your self esteem among others things and we all now what low self esteem can lead too. Don't get me wrong, blogging can be abused just like anything else. Hell, I heard of some junior high kid who stayed home from school to blog himself over 13 times in one afternoon, but that is an isolated case.
Anyway, it feels good to get this off my chest and out in the world. I blog. And I am proud. I blog.
cC
Friday, July 18, 2008
poetry and documentation to come
patience. blogging will commence when you are true of heart. details to follow. secret word: niller puddin'.
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