Why now?  Why try?  Why not? Play and learn, learn and play or something like that.  Kick or be kicked or is that and be kicked?  It is twisted and reality.  What happens when you contradict your instinct?  (aside - read Instinct vs reason by EAP)  What does that have to do with this?  What doesn't it have to do with it?  Old and tired, tired of being old.  Curse this curse.  Just keep playing until...

The illusion we all buy into.  This transition, this passage, this journey... Countless decisions, actions, reactions, dreams, realities, consequences and reward.  It's all part of the tapestry which we cannot see from a single stitch.  Opportunity cost and surface area.  An inception within reality.  That which is experienced cannot be confirmed or denied.  Our personal deity does not confirm or deny - only witnesses and denotes.  However these moments define our time.  All stumbling to our pre-determined destiny.  Connect the dots along the way.  A wise man once said, "it will not always be like this"  Take it as you will...

Now we re-visit this blog.  Long time, no speak... etc, etc, etc.  For all the that time has past.  The experiences, the beautiful moments, the inner pain and loss, torn between what is expected and the reality of our existence.  Driving through the emotional wreckage of love, loss, happiness and sorrow.  This chance encounter changes everything or was it fate, the random or destiny (at the expense of being redundant) - which in effect represents all of human existence.  The methods we replicate.  The core scenarios are morally irrelevant.  The ends justify the means or is the end, the end? my beautiful friend?  Life feeds on life.  Everyone rushing around.  Distracted, impacted by an endless onslaught of "facts" force fed by an oracle with an agenda.  Are we all casa tabula rosa?  Or imprinted with the blood of cain?  Anyone who tells you the duality of man is a fallacy is either naive or a liar.  Do you realize the fragility of your own existence?  Do you realize what is right and wrong?  How many wrong decisions have been justified?   Lying to yourself does a disservice to your soul.  That part that is within the flesh but only for a time and waiting for the time when it will be free of the physical dimension.  Imagine being an ethereal being trapped in a physical being.  Sitting there with omnipotent knowledge but trapped in a carbon based terminal being that is oblivious or marginally conscious of your presence?  What would you do if all you can do is try to push relevant information into this being's consciousness?  The impenetrable barrier betwixt the physical and ethereal.  Or can we realize our stories (lives) seem to be written reverse and we only become marginally aware of this quasi-symbiotic reality through a glancing view into something we can never clearly define?

Release...

I see the world
Feel the chill
Which way to go
Windowsill
I see the words
On a rocking horse of time
I see the birds in the rain

Oh dear dad
Can you see me now
I am myself
Like you somehow
I'll ride the wave
Where it takes me
I'll hold the pain
Release me

Oh dear dad
Can you see me now
I am myself
Like you somehow
I'll wait up in the dark
For you to speak to me
I'll open up
Release me
Release me
Release me
Release me

Time to re-visit, re-animate, revere...

Bill Hicks on Advertising and Marketing

"By the way, if anyone here is in advertising or marketing, kill yourself. Thank you, thank you. Just a little thought. I'm just trying to plant seeds. Maybe one day they'll take root. I don't know. You try. You do what you can. Kill yourselves. Seriously though, if you are, do. No really, there's no rationalization for what you do, and you are Satan's little helpers, OK? Kill yourselves, seriously. You're the ruiner of all things good. Seriously, no, this is not a joke. "There's gonna be a joke coming..." There's no fucking joke coming, you are Satan's spawn, filling the world with bile and garbage, you are fucked and you are fucking us, kill yourselves, it's the only way to save your fucking soul. Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself now. Now, back to the show.

"You know what Bill's doing now, he's going for the righteous indignation dollar, that's a big dollar, a lot of people are feeling that indignation, we've done research, huge market. He's doing a good thing." Godammit, I'm not doing that, you scumbags, quit putting a godamn dollar sign on every fucking thing on this planet!"

Always happy, always relevant - RIP Bill...

Simple Things

Yes I've run a mile in my head
Didn't listen to the things that you said
But it's the simple things that make you smile
It's the simple things that make you smile

So what went wrong?
Was it me that let you down again?
So what went wrong?
How could I ever lose my best friend?

Cause I've climbed these walls to clear my head
Thought I was something more but I'm a fool instead
But it's the simple things that make you smile
It's the simple things that make you smile

So what went wrong?
Was it me that let you down again?
So what went wrong?
How could I ever lose my best friend?

So what went wrong?
Was it me that let you down again?
So what went wrong?
How could I ever lose my best friend?

But it's the simple things
It's the simple things that make you smile
It's the simple things
It's the simple things that make you smile

But it's the simple things
It's the simple things that make you smile
It's the simple things
It's the simple things that make you smile

We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teacher leave them kids alone
Hey teacher leave them kids alone

All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
In the Wall