Why is it anytime you bring up something that defies what others think, they abandon all and that’s it….
Kinda like my friends…
But what I don’t understand is what everyone has a problem with when it comes to ‘possibilities’ and actually discussing it.
Why is it that people really don’t care about the world and the truth. Facts, what’s right in front of them, the really smart people out there who understand what you don’t. Why do people ignorantly push these things away.
The majority don’t care and ask the dumbest questions like, “what does it matter to me and how would it effect me?”
“Where is your proof?!?”
Well the PROOF is right in front of you every day. You just need to open your eyes. Change your perspective and stop listening to those who believe “gravity” explains everything and makes it blatantly obvious earth is a globe running under the laws of gravity.
Start looking at the horizon and understand you could see New York from California if it weren’t for moisture in the air.
Flat? ^^^^ apparently pictures without a fish eye lens aren’t enough for most. You want this…
People, especially when given money for a product, should understand business as business. Not being a dumbass and try to haggle once a deals been made and transfer of money to seller from buyer… in person.
So I’ll be building this bike over the winter. Then start back on my zx9r I am building.
I’m doing well after my accident. It has been a year now since the day I died in that ditch. I am not the same man, but considering, I’m doing rather well physically.
Still, fuck all you who said they were there for me and just bailed.
Worms 2: Armageddon for any platform happens to be one of my all time favorite.
I have the worms games on different platforms but always preferred worms 2: Armageddon on the Xbox 360. I love the controller and the way the thumbsticks somehow work differently than the PS3 joysticks. I have had both systems playing at the same time and it was different when I was using the rope. Other than that nothing else that I can remember.
I have most of the dlc for it and on the battlepack you have the body count. Where waves of worms come at you. No time limit except for each turns length. It can vary from time to time for me on how they will be in body count. I have put many hours, days, weeks, years in a futile game that I somehow seem to enjoy.
Did I break it video (Click here)
But tonight, for some reason I had to ask my girl if she did an update or something. You know how your phone learns about you? Your likes, dislikes, usual lingo and sometimes wants to know you too much. Like Instagram…
Anyway, tonight it was like worms was learning what I have been doing. Which is something I’ll update on later. But about everyday I play a few rounds of body count to try something specific and intentional. Whether I can break the game or not is my experiment.
Which I’ll post later.
And on that note…
This world is not for me. It never has been.
I know I do not belong here. I look human.
But I am nothing like these creatures we call humans.
I’m often misunderstood. I know a lot of that has to do with knowledge and my perception of the world. I do not think at all like these humans around me. Always causing chaos and havoc and focusing on the negative. I too spend time looking at the negative, although I am surrounded by it in my eyes. But I feel I manage that part of me more effectively than humans.
I do not fear death. One would say a lot of my thoughts would be considered suicidal. I want to die, because I am tired. Tired of living in a world I do not belong in. One where everyone is consumed by the lies they tell themselves everyday. Death is a liberating experience. I pray many times someone from my past would come out of the shadows and finish what my country once started with me. Or a random person walk up and jab me in a vital spot. A car pin me somewhere until I bleed out. Anything that they couldn’t “save me from.” But I don’t feel that would happen. In my mind the pain and suffering wouldn’t end with death as life for me doesn’t end there. Maybe a lot of my problems are past lives causing problems for me. I don’t know what is reality or the world created in my mind.
I know the world and these creatures known as humans aren’t ready for those like me.
So in a world that I am the only one of my kind, means I am alone. Which is the true meaning of being alone, when you’re the only one of your kind. Inevitably bringing the feeling of not belonging.
The world is a giant paradox to me. Ugh… I don’t feel like explaining my perception of that right now.
If I was on a subway car and a crazed gunman started popping people off. By the time he got to me I’d have to do something and then cover my face. I’d turn and look to the rest of the people and scream, “why?”, “why the fuck do I have to save you. You don’t care!” Then asap, bolt! Because I’m a felon, for asking for my dog back from the one who stole it. So if I shot the gunman or ended the situation I’d be put in a bad spot. Too many questions, too many assumptions.
Humans disgust me… Why can’t I just be left alone!
I live in a world where ignorance is bliss and legal. I’m a felon for doing what’s right. But as an American citizen my rights can’t be infringed upon, which means I’m not really a felon because the government is fictitious, although as a felon I can’t legally own a gun. Contradiction which equals a paradox.
You humans allow these things to happen. Live in the matrix, I don’t give a fuck.
I find it very upsetting that it doesn’t seem to fail. Society always being the way they are. Not a true care in the world for others, despite those who would like you to believe otherwise.
Time and time again I’ve had my moments, just like everyone else, when I’m at ends meet in my mind. Some of us it is worse for. Others its just as hard but they can keep their composure. Some just straight up lose It……. well I won’t even finish this.
Because no one really cares. And for those in the same position as I, I apologize for any false hope.
I never asked to be reconstructed. I never asked to be different. If you had asked me when I was on the operating table WHAT I wanted, I would of said, “let me go!”
I didn’t give you permission to put me under for surgery!
I didn’t give you permission to reconstruct me!
I didn’t give you permission to let me live!
Who the fuck are you!
The Internet and what some people’s lives revolve around.
Wasting days on finding some of the dumbest stuff online and then just “liking” it or talking about it or reporting it.
Lets give some examples.
Yea, this would make a hot topic in my life. Sure it’s funny but why waste your life searching for it?
And lets not forget what we’re teaching younger generations.