The church blog has been over taken. I will be blogging a lot. This may seem as inappropriate as anything else you've seen on your freaky tumblr today, but it will be a little more clung to the truths my words have always been able to breath; when you're late to the party it's because nobody likes you and you don't care. If you're at home without any invitations to the life of everyone's groins it's because nobody wants to bang you. None of these trivialities matter that much unless everyone is higher than a gram of cocaine to their brains and molly and more molly and laughing gas nitrous from a whipping cream can dumpstered off of the main road's grocery store. We're cold at 40 degress with a different set of survival fatalities we see at 90 degrees; you'll all get hated on for. Why do we get messed around on by our friends? Never accept friends that don't have as much as you do, ever. IT won't be luck that saves your
Tonight I had an exceptional conversation with the manager of the church site Thebes, he asked me a good question. He wants to know if I'm crazy and I say that I've always thought that I was something else other than what everybody originally placed me to be. That might appear pretty crazy through another person's eyes. The whole of humanity has a innate instinctual behavior that decrees to quit an endeavor as a bad option. It is, it loses friends; I attest to none of that however. I never quit basketball, in fact I'm better than I ever might have been continuing when I did stop. I think I quit not having friends. I can quit that again but this time around I don't have to feel that way as animals are much more involved in my life and it feels like I'm close to 100% on a lot of life or at least the way it's been building recently. No, I don't care if you're a vegan. I care about if others are going vegan.
I've focused on my goals. I've focused on my physical health and dreams. I've focused on my lifestyle and my patience and my political peace ventures and non-traditional education. I've focused on these things in lieu of my mistakes, in lieu of my mother's and in lieu of everything that is good on this Earth.
I'm ready for anything that comes my way except for this and I know many others in (or not in their sailboat) this boat.
DAWN, will a ginger make my sailboat float better?
Answer: No, gingers do not make a boat float better due to the lack of weight from a non-existing soul.
Alternatively, if you have a ginger on a boat and would like it to float better you should try making a ginger-bread-mon.
Why am I not an expectation of what I hoped to be? Why do I bruise and cut and hurt and get bitten? Why do humans need to play a role? Why does only '<strike> shit </strike> excrement' come out of most humans?
I'm still investigating....
Thanks for reading. IF you liked this then by all means stop again regularly to see what kind of products I'm into, daily/weekly activities and projects or events I'm attending this month. Talk to me though because Thebes is technically in his sailboat right now.
Alternatively I'm looking for more interest in deaf and signing women and men of Taos.