institutional pedophelia

this is a good question, who dares to answer... who cares enough?... most people won't even go near the question... but the fact is the church has done an amazing job of covering up pedophelia for years... the church defends and protect and hides pedophiles... the church gives pedophiles easy access to children and a safe place to fondle children's genitals and rape children...

do you think pedophiles don't know that?...

think, fools, any organization that actively hides, protects, defends, and supports pedophilia will attract more pedophiles... and you support that?...

and in the end

whatever end we might be looking at, is the love you save really equal to the love you gave?... is the love you made equal to the love you saved or gave?... is the love you gave equal to the love you made or saved?... and regardless of balance, what is made?... what is saved?... and really, no lies, what did you give?... until you answer that last question honestly, at least for yourself, you don't even know who you are... you cry at weddings, why?... you cry remembering tragedies, why?... what do your tears do for anyone outside of yourself?... and who really wants to know they ain't done nothing yet, not nada, no no how, in all you do, you don't give a thing...

feel free to prove me wrong...

and the friends

sure, there are some people in this world who have called themselves friends and even lovers and even family, but does anybody really care enough to help when you hit bottom?... who would take care of you if you had an accident and could no longer walk, or see, or feed yourself, even?... do you have a someone in your life who cares that much?... some lucky few might, and some may think so, but most people do not treat caring as a verb... most people just talk a great game when it comes to unconditional love, but show me where it is really happening in actions...

it can happen, i know, i do it... do you?

besides the love

all the love and emo and wonderful positivity and hopeful optimism and belief in goodness and kindness and the beauty in everyone that fills some f the other blogs is not to be completely discounted, after all, the cynical realist who sees how humanity damns itself to it's delusions of hell through self-destructive and cruel human choices and actions just may be wrong about the inevitable destiny of humanity being species suicide, but this blog is here to allow for the possibility that humanity is too blind, deaf, and dumb to stop killing itself cuz if that is the way it's gonna be, well i, for one, am not going quietly along with the fucking bullshit that calls itself humanity...

love, love, love... let me know when it gets here.

fuck frack

i mean, fuck the hell out of the pretentious bullshit that produces words like frack and fracking as if it could possibly convey the power and meaning of the word fuck... as if there were fucking alternatives to the convey the emotion you want to convey when you feel like saying fuck or fuck this shit or fuck you... of course you might not mean what you are understood to mean cuz fuck as there are so many meanings for the word fuck... so why the fuck add frack to the language when we already have a perfectly great and amazingly versatile fucking word like fuck in the first place... fucking language nazis...

detroit casket

cars are about love and death for most people, we love them to death, we love to watch others die in them, just look at the most popular spectator sport in the usa, auto racing, and ask yourself - do you really pay money to watch cars go around and around and around and around and around and around and around and around and around and around and around and around and around and around and (another 100 or 200 or more times) a track for hours on end or are you really there to see a car smash up and fly through the air and explode?... like you've never slowed down to see if there were bodies on the road as you drive past an auto accident on the street, right... stop being hypocrites and own up to your obsessions...

how long has this been going on?

who the fuck cares?

you miss most of it

that's right, you miss most of it, it being everything (not just past entries, as if they mattered)... you are so afraid of everything, even afraid of missing something, of not knowing, of not being in control, that you can't focus your senses enough to truly experience anything enough to actually get it... you want to possess, to own, to control, to master... but you just don't get it...

sad pathetic fool...

it's the bullshit

not bullsugar for the language nazis among us, but pure unadulterated bullshit that fouls the waters and every human interaction possible, i mean, have you ever really truly without any doubt met an completely honest person?... how about a person who does not lie? (yes, there is a difference, but i wouldn't expect you to distinguish that)... and i don't just mean about sex, but there's the subject that has produced the most human lies of all... and you thought it was money?... close second...

what do you want?

it's not just about fucking

what i mean is, this blog is not just about saying fuck this and fuck that and dropping the word fuck everywhere, or, as if calling the word an f-bomb really makes a difference, no, this blog is not about what stupid pricks with control freak issues might call offensive language (which is one of the most popular of all the human hypocrisies, after all, it's much better to lie and cheat and use someone with language than to come right out and be honest - i mean, you meet someone you really want to fuck but you instead say i love you when you hardly even know them just to get them naked and that is not abusive language, right?)...

george carlin would understand...

but what if i'm not angry?

in all seriousness i am really quite a happy person... most of the time i am not angry, but that's ok cuz all i have to do is look around at what human beings do to each other and to children and to animals and to the planet and a good fuck this shit comes right up on me...

if that doesn't happen to you, well, fuck you too...

free trial

life must be a free trial period for whatever comes next because there is no way anyone who knew the truth would record this crap for any reason, though egos are fragile and deluded enough to think someone might care, i supposed...

so what...

caring

The delusion of caring that passes for caring among humans, like most human delusions, repulses me.

If this is too real for you, fuck off.

random time

sometimes the date and time stamped on an entry in this or any blog has great meaning and sometimes, perhaps most times, it is meaningless... you can only have a clue as to which is which or when if you ask for it, but be prepared, for the answer may be a whole lot more than you are looking for... you can fuck yourself for being a superficial twit and get pissed on or you can suck it up and swallow your pride if you really want to know something... but chances are, you have no clue as to what you really want to know... no wonder you get those odd silent stares when you speak...

if you only knew the truth about your limited conscious awareness, you'd realize that most of the time you are getting fucked up the ass while giving someone a blowjob anyway and you don't even know it...

what time is it now?...

this is not for you

you don't care enough to get it, like most humans, maybe even all humans, so this is not for you except when i am telling you to fuck off because you don't care enough to get it... this is the where only the truest hearts, the most honest minds, and the most aware beings might find a shred of connection amidst the vitriol and sloppy farts... after all, if someone spits on you you likely take offense, but if a lover drools in your mouth you you likely continue sucking on her tongue... it's a matter of perspective and you are definitely not a lover or in any way an intimate...

if you think this does not apply to you, apply within...

if you dare...

you don't know what love is

you think you do, or maybe thought you did, but if you stop sharing your love then you do not love... you can tell yourself you care and you can tell yourself you hurt and create all sorts of rationale in your head for not sharing, but love is not love unless it is shared... the bullshit most people pass off as love is neediness, insecurity, or superficial hormonal impulses that lead to disappointment and pain, even tragedy, because the expectations are much higher than you can give, unless you love... what you do is fear and seek communal comfort to quell your fear, but that is not love... get over your fears and you may begin to understand...

keep your delusions to yourself

i mean, unless we are sleeping together, sharing intimate space, or actually bodily fluids, your delusions are your delusions and i do not want them in my way... whether you think there are spirits in the sky or ghosts in your belfry or even some rodent that can predict the weather, i am not interested in your mental illness unless we actually are sharing something real... if you do not get this, you are probably deluded so before you hurt yourself, just shut up and go away...

if i wanted you to read this i would tell you about it

you are probably just another asshole like most humans, ignorant of your own sensory ability, blinded by the fears you've been taught since before you could walk or talk or think for yourself, condemned to stupidity for your entire life, and worst of all, buying the belief that your life actually means something profoundly wonderful... it's all bullshit, get over it, and wake up... if you aren't laughing, you missed the point, no probably about it...