Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Driving The Demons Out.

You passed him around like he was the Superbowl Trophy,or the Stanley Cup. How pathetic. We,elected one man,to speak the word of a supposed God,and he dies.Good. The biggest Child Molesting Religion in the world,and the leader who did nothing about it dies. It's a cold hard world,and I hate to say it but I just don't care about the Pope and Really I never did. He was just as guilty as the rest of the religion,for allowing these men who Molest children to serve in the name of god. Good Riddance.

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Wednesday, February 16, 2005
American Idol SUCKS!!!!

What the hell ever happened to having to work your ass of to become a great singer?American Idol,is indeed a worthless show. Most people who audition for that show,don't know what real music is about.Most seem to be stuck in the Hip-Hop line,and refuse to get out. I like the show for one purpose,and one purpose only;watching the people fail miserably! I hope the show goes off the air soon,and that people in America will soon realize how shitty this show really is.

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Wednesday, February 09, 2005

I am talking about the band. I just downloaded a bunch of songs by Queen,and I must say that Freddy Mercury,has one of the best voices in music ever.He was a great vocalist. I'd say Freddy Mercury,and Thom Yorke(from Radiohead)are two of the best vocalists ever to be in music. Download these songs now,if you want to hear some great music from the band QUEEN: Don't Stop me now Bohemian Rapsody Bycicle Race These Are The days Of Our Lives Love Of My Life These are some of the softer songs that Queen,has put out.They are indeed worth checking out,even if you're looking for a good change of pace.

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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
What I've Been Listening To Lately.

I've been going through a phase of listening to old bands I used to really like.Though Damageplan and Superjoint Ritual are not old bands,they have a few good songs.I like many others have dogged a few of the bands on my list for being complete shit,but after various downloads,and various listens to all kinds of songs,I can say these bands arent half bad. 1)Metallica 2)Marilyn Manson 3)Pearl Jam 4)Damageplan 5)Superjoint Ritual 6)Pantera 7)White Zombie/Rob Zombie 8)Type O Negative 9)Korn Random Songs I Have Downloaded Lately: Norah Jones:Sunrise,Wurlizer Prize(I Don't Want To get Over You),Come Away With me,I Don't Know Why. Clutch:The Mob Goes Wild,Careful With That mic,The Promoter,Profits Of Doom Jet:Look What You've Done Velvet Revolver:Fall To Pieces Seether:Broken Finger Eleven-One Thing Modest Mouse:Float On Flaming Lips:Do You Realize? Los Lonely Boys:More Than Love

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Saturday, February 05, 2005

Well,I have decided to write for once again.Lots of things are going on in my life.The biggest change being,that I am having a kid.It's going to be really odd I tell you.I wan't a boy.We already have a named picked out for it,and whatnot.It's due in july,so that will be an interesting change in my life. I'm trying to become a better person,and I have no idea how that is going to take place.I guess it all starts with changing things about yourself,and sticking with it.I know I need to change quite a few things in order to make myself happy,and make the other two people in my life happy as well. All I can do,is try my best I suppose and go on with life.

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Monday, January 24, 2005
A Story(don't have a title yet)

Before you read this,understand that this story was written quick.I intend to re-write it eventully.There are no edits in this story.****** (Flashback) He grabs the coat hanger,whipping into the boys back.Flesh ripping,and tears from eyes flowing out.He,slams the coat hanger into the boys flesh again,the boys screams getting louder.He turns the boy around and grips him by the throat,black and blue colors staring him back in the face,one eye closed and a bloody nose.'Tell me you love god boy,he screams at the boy'A small gurggle pours from the throat of the boy,tears streaming hard from eyes,blood flowing faster than before.The voice rises anger flowing even harder.'Tell me you love god,you little sonofabitch.'gripping the throat even tighter,boy struggling more trying to escape.He slams the boy hard against the wall,watching him slide down slowly to the floor,the boy gasping for breath,blood dripping fast like rain.'You will never ever fucking disrespect God,your mother and I again,because things can get much worse boy,and you will learn,no matter how many times I have to teach you'.The boy falls all the way to the floor lying into a ball,crying loud.The darkness consumes him and he passes out. (Now) images go through the brain of the boy.Images of being happy at one point in his life.Images of his real mother and father.Echoes of his mothers voice going through his mind. He awakens suddenly,water pouring down his face. 'Wake up boy,a woman screams'. Her hair tied up in a pretty little ribon in back,and wearing a nice long blue dress. 'Get up daniel,you've got work to do,and it's got to be done before your father comes home from work'. 'Yes ma'am,he says in a quiet voice' He didnt want to make her angry,thats the last thing he needed to have his stepfather find out.Daniel pulls himself up,unable to really walk but trying his best.The house they lived in was old and falling apart.Paint was peeling,and inhaling meant filling your lungs with dust.Walking up the stairs was a task.He had to do his choirs though,his mother and father demanded it. (Flashback) The world slowly comes to.The surroundings quite different than before.A tube in his mouth,and oxygen blasting in his nose.Tears streaming from his eyes,and trying his best to talk.He didnt remember anything.He could barely hear,when the doctor explained that his mother and father and brother had died.He simply blacked out again. He woke up three weeks later in the hospital.They explained once again that his father and mother and brother had been killed when a man driving 80,smashed hard into the side of the car,crushing his mother into the door and trapping his father in the wreckage.The man,was drunk.He wouldn't pull over and that's pretty much what happened.He couldn't stop from crying. He wondered what would happen to him,now that he was alone. Weeks later the seven year old daniel was taken,to a loving home.The most loving home in the world. His stepmother and father were quite protective of Daniel.He would stay at home,his mother gave him home schooling while his father went to work everyday.Things seemed okay at the time. Eventully his father would come home in bad moods from work.He would often yell. 'They dont want to listen to me anymore.They all want to stay home and watch television.They don't deserve to hear me.Bastards,all of them'. He could hear his steparents talking at night.He would talk about work,and how sick he was of the people.How people simply woulnt listen to him.Daniel's mother would often show sympathy for her husband.Giving him her best advice,and trying to soothe him. His father started coming home later and later every day.She would greet him at the door and just smile.He seemed happy. She would tell him about the things I had done that day,and he would just look at me and shake his head. He started with the beatings if Daniel had done something wrong.Then one day,Daniel refused to study anymore because he was tired.His father seemed to have snapped. 'You are just like everyone else boy.They all stopped listening to me.They don't come around anymore.They figure I'm not good enough to do my job.Now you're going to hear what I have to say boy' Daniel tried his best to run,but things only got worse. He grabbed Daniel by the hair and threw him down into the basement.He followed Daniel down each stair kicking him in the ribs and stomach. He grabs the coat hanger,whipping into Daniels back.Flesh ripping,and tears from eyes flowing out.He,slams the coat hanger into the Daniels flesh again,the boys screams getting louder.He turns Daniel around and grips him by the throat,black and blue colors staring him back in the face,one eye closed and a bloody nose.'Tell me you love god Daniel,he screams at the him'A small gurggle pours from the throat of the Daniel,tears streaming hard from eyes,blood flowing faster than before.The voice rises anger flowing even harder.'Tell me you love god,you little sonofabitch.'gripping the throat even tighter,Daniel struggling more trying to escape.He slams him hard against the wall,watching him slide down slowly to the floor,Daniel gasping for breath,blood dripping fast like rain.'You will never ever fucking disrespect God,your mother and I again,because things can get much worse boy,and you will learn,no matter how many times I have to teach you'.He falls all the way to the floor lying into a ball,crying loud.'Why do you hate me,he whispers'The darkness consumes him and Daniel passes out. (Now) He was never the same after that.He had to obey.He didnt want to be beaten like that ever again. The phone rings,and his mother begins talking. 'I see she says.' The conversation is killed,as she slams the phone down.It pounds into his head,and echoes. The door suddenly swings open violently. 'You knew didn't you boy,she screams' "What are you talking about mom,he says with a shaky voice' 'Daniel you knew what your father was doing' 'No mother I don't understand what you're talkin... She pulls a gun from her back and points it at Daniel's head,her hands shaking violently. 'They will never find out a thing,she screams.They will never find out I knew about your father.' Daniel begins crying again.Ten years into his life and again he is suffering. 'Mother,please don't Daniel sobs' She takes one last look at him and pulls the trigger.His body hitting the floor quickly. 'God,will save my soul like he will my husbands'. She sticks the barrel of the gun into her mouth,and pulls the trigger.... (The Church) Thirty people gathered.Some crying.Police and ambulence gathered around.Body's being removed from below. They found the basement with the bodies hidden.Ten dead,with writing in blood splashed across the walls The priests dead body lying on the basement floor. 'I don't understand how this type of shit can happen in such a small town'.Why the fuck did priest nelson go off and kill a bunch of people for,I just don't get it'.The sheriff turns around and looks at the deputy. 'All I know is,this place is going to be a circus once those news stations find out'. The sheriff turns around and nods. 'I best go tell Sarah her husbands dead.Can't say how her and Daniel are going to take it.' The sun slowly sets,and darkness fills the area.The world turns again,and everywhere else the world is at peace.

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Monday, November 08, 2004

I have a feeling that I don't really have much to write about anymore.My tank seems to be kind of empty with ideas,and it has been that way for awhile now.I have been throwing around a few ideas in my head though.Nothing major,nothing groundbreaking though.I should be able to throw down some new stuff soon.

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Wednesday, September 22, 2004
True Romance(Twisted Vision 2)

*This isnt about anyone or anything.This is just a random thing I wrote.Don't ask me how I come up with something like this,maybe to many movies or brain damage perhaps.One never knows.* You look so beautiful today.Skin so soft.It feels so nice,being here with you.I almost feel as though I am part of you.You make me quite happy.You're the only one who makes me want to wake up and face the day.I think about you all the time,and now you are forever mine.
Looking in the mirror,the skin doesnt fit quite well but it looks good.Her body was now mine,everytime I wanted it.Her skin so beautiful,it carressed mine like a blanket.Her eyes,a soft blue sitting in a jar so that I may stare and glance when I need to look into her soul.Her body,skinned laying in the bed.The thing I make love to everynight.She needs me,as much as I need her.Her heart,around my neck on a chain still bleeding for me.Blood dripping down my body,becoming one with her.Her brain digested into my stomach,feeling her mind exploring her deep undisturbed though patterns.Slowly we become each other.And I will always love her.

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Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Got This Idea From A Friend

What Is Your Animal Personality?

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The Moon Card
You are the Moon card. Entering the Moon we enter
the intuitive and psychic realms. This is the
stuff dreams are made on. And like dreams the
imagery we find here may inspire us or torment
us. Understanding the moon requires looking
within. Our own bodily rhythms are echoed in
this luminary that circles the earth every
month and reflects the sun in its progress.
Listening to those rhythms may produce visions
and lead you towards insight. The Moon is a
force that has legends attached to it. It
carries with it both romance and insanity.
Moonlight reveals itself as an illusion and it
is only those willing to work with the force of
dreams that are able to withstand this
reflective light. Image from: Stevee Postman.

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Angry Goth
Angry Goth

What Kind of Goth Are You?
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You represent... loneliness.
You represent... loneliness. Always alone and always sad about it... unlike
angst, you don't have to look for a reason to
be miserable. You want to be in the company of
people but aren't sure how to act when you're
with them. Sometimes you have to make an
effort. You can't always wait for others to
come to you.

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As if you were born into a world of tears, you
always tend to look at the darker things in
life. Inside you crave attention yet push away
society, and you're a hopeless romantic. Drawn
to things like the occult and mysteries, you
spend your time daydreaming.

What Type of Soul Do You Have ?
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You are a Resident Evil Zombie. You were infected
with the T-Virus, and now you wander through
abandoned buildings looking for living flesh to
munch. Sometimes you mutate into more horrible
things. You can be killed, but it ain't easy.

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Trust Me I Know.

Being,as I am into many different kinds of music,and having heard lots of it the conclusion I have come up with is the fact that most punk sucks.I'm not saying all,but most indeed does.The only punk I can actully stand would be THE MISFITS,THE STOOGES,THE RAMONES,and probably BLACK FLAG and 7 SECONDS.The rest just sucks to me.Modern punk is nothing more than emo,crammed with shitty guitar playing and whiney vocals.Most people wouldn't know real music,if it walked up and kicked them right in the junk.You have to understand,that yeah the punk bands I named are simple,guitar rifts music and all,and thats fine.I have always thought that playing good music requires you to play more than three chords,over and over again.

Most people don't understand that it's simple,that most metal bands are ten times more talented than any punk band.There are plenty of shitty metal bands as well so don't get me wrong.In this case,let me throw out most any punk band,and then MACABRE.Of course you've never heard of MACABRE,because they havent been thrown into the spotlight.MACABRE,has three members and with the three members they have,they create a sound it would take 5 members of a punk band to compete with.I honestly don't care which punk band you name either,with all out music style,MACABRE is more brutal and just better at playing.They have been around for 20 +years as well,and you don't see kids going"Yeah I liked MACABRE since the begining",and it's simply because these so called"Nu-Punks"Don't know what music is.Another band called SUFFOCATION,which most metal fans should know of is more brutal than most punk can possibly think of.As far as music and lyrics go,not many bands can even come close to SUFFOCATION,and thats a simple fact.

The difference is,is the fact that I've heard so much music and heard alot of different stuff.The two bands I've named are simply better than alot of the shit out there right now.Especially most of the"Pop-Punk".I know you're saying two different styles of music,well yes and no.Music,is just music to me.Not to many bands can bring out any feelings in me at all.And most punk is just taht,same-old,same-old shit.

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April 27th 1979  (Age 38)
Movies I have seen,that I enjoy:Clerks,Mallrats,Chasing amy,Dogma,Jay And Silent Bob Strike Back,From Dusk Till Dawn,Resevoir Dogs,Kill Bill Vol.1 and 2,Very Bad Things,The Ring,Creep Show,The Shining(Original),Texas Chainsaw Massacre(Original),Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2,Night Of The Living Dead(Original)Dawn Of The Dead(Original and remake)Day Of The Dead,Dead Alive,Re-Animator,Bride Of Re-animator,Seven Doors Of Death,The House By The Cemetary,Zombie,Strangeland,28 Days Later,Cabin Fever,Vampires,Halloween,Halloween 2,As Good As It Gets,Old School,Anger Management,Happy Gillmore,Dog Soldiers,Friday,Bowling For Columbine,Pulp Fiction,Hellraiser Series,Most Monty Python Movies and probably alot more movies I can't possibly remember.

As far as music goes,You won't get me.You'll look at my list and wonder about me.I like all kinds of music.Here goes:Suffocation,Macabre,Pig Destroyer,Bird Flesh,Opeth,Static-X,EELS,Radiohead,Hatebreed,Johnny Cash,Soundgarden,Deftones,Faith No More,Slayer,David Grey,RATM,Cold,Pink Floyd,The Beatles,Queen,Tom Petty,and again alot more bands than I can remember.

I'm going to change a few things up around here.I want to make this a better site.I'm probably going to end up removing some of the writing and concentrate on some of the better stuff on here(Or what I feel is my better stuff.)

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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here...

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