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Sunday, August 29, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
What Goes In Your BOS? (Essay)
I get this question alot, as do many many other pagans when a newbie is looking to make their first magickal journal, and the answer is simple: WHATEVER FEELS RIGHT TO YOU.
The purpose of a Book of Shadows is to hold whatever has importance to you and your path. That answer is not always enough for some people who want more of a guideline, so here is one I put together real quick.
First you should have a title/ dedication page. This page is where you write down that this book is property off "your name". You can do what I did and put your real name, public craft name, and private craft name. Then you record your spiritual commitment (what you hope to learn, who you wish to have as your dieties (if any) ect. ect.). you may record the date, time, astrological aspects of the night, who else is there (if anyone), your familiars name ( if you have one), ect. I usually draw a pentagram in the middle of the page, and write around it. I also do this on a full moon, and concecrate the book with all the elements, but you may choose to do whatever you like. It is after all your BOS.
Other things you may add:
Correspondence Lists on:
herbs
oils
gems and crystals
candles
moon phases
astrology
colors
elements
anything else you can think of.
Divination
Dreams
Invokations
Meditations
Moon Rituals
Potions
Prayers
Quotes
Recipies
Redes and çreeds
Sabbat Info
Sabbat Rituals
Songs
Spells
Summonings
Symbolism
Trances
You may add anything else not on this short list that you may find important to your path. This book is after all, you personal record of everything you might use in your magickal study/ use.
The purpose of a Book of Shadows is to hold whatever has importance to you and your path. That answer is not always enough for some people who want more of a guideline, so here is one I put together real quick.
First you should have a title/ dedication page. This page is where you write down that this book is property off "your name". You can do what I did and put your real name, public craft name, and private craft name. Then you record your spiritual commitment (what you hope to learn, who you wish to have as your dieties (if any) ect. ect.). you may record the date, time, astrological aspects of the night, who else is there (if anyone), your familiars name ( if you have one), ect. I usually draw a pentagram in the middle of the page, and write around it. I also do this on a full moon, and concecrate the book with all the elements, but you may choose to do whatever you like. It is after all your BOS.
Other things you may add:
Correspondence Lists on:
herbs
oils
gems and crystals
candles
moon phases
astrology
colors
elements
anything else you can think of.
Divination
Dreams
Invokations
Meditations
Moon Rituals
Potions
Prayers
Quotes
Recipies
Redes and çreeds
Sabbat Info
Sabbat Rituals
Songs
Spells
Summonings
Symbolism
Trances
You may add anything else not on this short list that you may find important to your path. This book is after all, you personal record of everything you might use in your magickal study/ use.
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Skyclad - Rituals in the Nude (Essay)
The purpose of skyclad was once depicted in a painting. There were three women, a high class woman, a mid class woman, and a beggar all undressing. This picture shows that through nudity all people become equal, with no class distinctions to judge another by, or to be judged. It is ofted debated that the same kind of equality can be made by having everyone wear matching robes. This is a decision you will have to make yourself.
Another reason behind skyclad is that one cannot enter a sacred circle without trust and love in their hearts. Chances are, most people would not undress among a group that they do not trust, thus the act of undressing is a way to fortify the trust within the group, something matching robes cannot do.
Yet, there is still the magickal properties of nudism. With working with magick you are working with energies, and the forces of nature. Clothing is debated among the occult as to whether or not it conflicts with the flowing of energy around the blody. Although a definate answer hasn't been agreed apon, one thing is for sure. If your clothed, you should be wearing ritual clothes, as your everyday ones will not give the same effect on your energy, which should br preperation, worthyness, god-like, etc.
Working with nature you should have contact with the elements; Earth, Air, Fire, Water. Clothing will hinder this contact, as the wind will not blow against your skin, and the flame will not dance in the reflection of your body.
All in all, skyclad is still believed to sacred for many reasons. Some believe it connects you to your animalistic side, Others feel we are born naked and that it brings us back to children to their mother nature. Some feel the sensual sensations are what is sacred.
Scyclad is however a personal choice, and you should never practice skyclad if you are not comfortable. It will harm your magick workings more than help. Also, if you are invited to ritual, than you should discuss wether or not skyclad is involved in the coven. If it is, then is there something you can wear? Most covens do have some form of clothing available for you to wear if you are not comfortable with skyclad. Almost all will allow you to wear your own ritual clothes, so long as they do not draw attention to you instead of where it needs to be direction (such items would be shinny capes, bright feathers, etc).
Another reason behind skyclad is that one cannot enter a sacred circle without trust and love in their hearts. Chances are, most people would not undress among a group that they do not trust, thus the act of undressing is a way to fortify the trust within the group, something matching robes cannot do.
Yet, there is still the magickal properties of nudism. With working with magick you are working with energies, and the forces of nature. Clothing is debated among the occult as to whether or not it conflicts with the flowing of energy around the blody. Although a definate answer hasn't been agreed apon, one thing is for sure. If your clothed, you should be wearing ritual clothes, as your everyday ones will not give the same effect on your energy, which should br preperation, worthyness, god-like, etc.
Working with nature you should have contact with the elements; Earth, Air, Fire, Water. Clothing will hinder this contact, as the wind will not blow against your skin, and the flame will not dance in the reflection of your body.
All in all, skyclad is still believed to sacred for many reasons. Some believe it connects you to your animalistic side, Others feel we are born naked and that it brings us back to children to their mother nature. Some feel the sensual sensations are what is sacred.
Scyclad is however a personal choice, and you should never practice skyclad if you are not comfortable. It will harm your magick workings more than help. Also, if you are invited to ritual, than you should discuss wether or not skyclad is involved in the coven. If it is, then is there something you can wear? Most covens do have some form of clothing available for you to wear if you are not comfortable with skyclad. Almost all will allow you to wear your own ritual clothes, so long as they do not draw attention to you instead of where it needs to be direction (such items would be shinny capes, bright feathers, etc).
Monday, April 05, 2010
Violence in Human Nature (Essay)
Well, I was watching the news and saw yes another segment on violence in America. And, yet again, the people on the TV were trying to blame Movies and video games for the violent behavoir. So, I got to thinking about why people are violent and came up with a theory.
My thoery on why people are violent is because we are a violent race. What was that? You think Im wrong? Well, let me explain it a little better.
Throughout history people have needed violence. There isnt a time period where there was no violence in all of mankinds history. I think that humans have to watch violence, that its something embedded in us. Think about it. People have always had violence as entertainment. Kings and Queens for centuries have had people fight just to entertain them. The romans had the lions and gladiators to fight and entertain the people. Our history is practically written in blood, and not for the reasons we see such as power, kingdom expansion, ect, but because people enjoyed it.
Today most of us get our fill of violence through movies, music, books, video games, ect. Some of us just have a higher desire for violence and this is not the medias fault, or really anyones fault. I agree that murderers and the such deserve the death sentence because they should have never done what they did, but at the same time it is apart of human nature and they have a higher desire for the violence, which makes then a threat to society.
Now, before you go off telling me that you hate violence and that you would never have an urge to see violence happen, Im going to ask you, do you watch TV? If yes what type of things do you watch? Do you watch horror, thriller, action, suspense, adventure, science fiction, westerns, hell even comedy has some form of human suffering in it (friend who hits other friend in face accidentally)? Everyone has a desire, almost a need, for violence, but some peoples urges are smaller than others. A comedy where someone gets smacked accidentally may be enough for some people, others need to watch people getting sliced and diced in a horror. The point is that we all have the urge.
Now, the reason behind the desire is somewhat uncertain. I havnt really thought of a reason for it. Perhaps it is just because its the way we are, the way we are programmed. We are after all a destructive race.
My thoery on why people are violent is because we are a violent race. What was that? You think Im wrong? Well, let me explain it a little better.
Throughout history people have needed violence. There isnt a time period where there was no violence in all of mankinds history. I think that humans have to watch violence, that its something embedded in us. Think about it. People have always had violence as entertainment. Kings and Queens for centuries have had people fight just to entertain them. The romans had the lions and gladiators to fight and entertain the people. Our history is practically written in blood, and not for the reasons we see such as power, kingdom expansion, ect, but because people enjoyed it.
Today most of us get our fill of violence through movies, music, books, video games, ect. Some of us just have a higher desire for violence and this is not the medias fault, or really anyones fault. I agree that murderers and the such deserve the death sentence because they should have never done what they did, but at the same time it is apart of human nature and they have a higher desire for the violence, which makes then a threat to society.
Now, before you go off telling me that you hate violence and that you would never have an urge to see violence happen, Im going to ask you, do you watch TV? If yes what type of things do you watch? Do you watch horror, thriller, action, suspense, adventure, science fiction, westerns, hell even comedy has some form of human suffering in it (friend who hits other friend in face accidentally)? Everyone has a desire, almost a need, for violence, but some peoples urges are smaller than others. A comedy where someone gets smacked accidentally may be enough for some people, others need to watch people getting sliced and diced in a horror. The point is that we all have the urge.
Now, the reason behind the desire is somewhat uncertain. I havnt really thought of a reason for it. Perhaps it is just because its the way we are, the way we are programmed. We are after all a destructive race.
My List of Pagan Tools
Altar
Altar cloths
Amulets
Athame (black handled knife) (altar item)
Baskets
Beads (for jewelry/talismans/amulets)
Bell (altar item)
Besom (broom)
Black Mirror (divination)
Blindfold
Boline (white handled knife)
Book of Shadows (BOS)
Bowls (for salt, water, oils etc.) (altar item)
Candles (all colors, beeswax preferred)
Candle holders
Capes and costumes and Robes
Cauldron (altar item)
Chalices (ceramic and glass cups) (altar item)
Chalk
Cingulum (rope or cord)
Compass
Crowns (1 oak and 1 holly)
Crystals and gems
Crystal ball (divination)
Decanter (wine, mead, and beer)
Dream Pillow
Dream Journal
Earth
Feathers (all colors)
Felt (all colors)
Glass Bell Jars (screw-on caps)
Glue (various types)
Herbs, dried plants and spices
Holy Water
Incense, bricks and burner (thurible)
India Ink
Lighters and Matches
Magickal jewelry
Mortar and pestle
Musical and subliminal tapes
Ogham Fews (divination)
Oils (various for anointing)
Parchment paper
Pens (watercolor)
Pendulum (divination)
Pentacles and Pentagrams (to place in center of altar)
Pitcher
Platters for other offerings (cake, brea...)
Pocket knife
Potpourri pot
Pouches
Quill pens
Rawhide
Runes
Scales
Scissors
Sea salt
Seeds
Statues
Stencils and brushes
String
Sword
Talismans
Tarot cards (several decks)
Tobacco
Wands
Wooden boxes
Wooden spoons
If I forgot anything, please let me know.
Altar cloths
Amulets
Athame (black handled knife) (altar item)
Baskets
Beads (for jewelry/talismans/amulets)
Bell (altar item)
Besom (broom)
Black Mirror (divination)
Blindfold
Boline (white handled knife)
Book of Shadows (BOS)
Bowls (for salt, water, oils etc.) (altar item)
Candles (all colors, beeswax preferred)
Candle holders
Capes and costumes and Robes
Cauldron (altar item)
Chalices (ceramic and glass cups) (altar item)
Chalk
Cingulum (rope or cord)
Compass
Crowns (1 oak and 1 holly)
Crystals and gems
Crystal ball (divination)
Decanter (wine, mead, and beer)
Dream Pillow
Dream Journal
Earth
Feathers (all colors)
Felt (all colors)
Glass Bell Jars (screw-on caps)
Glue (various types)
Herbs, dried plants and spices
Holy Water
Incense, bricks and burner (thurible)
India Ink
Lighters and Matches
Magickal jewelry
Mortar and pestle
Musical and subliminal tapes
Ogham Fews (divination)
Oils (various for anointing)
Parchment paper
Pens (watercolor)
Pendulum (divination)
Pentacles and Pentagrams (to place in center of altar)
Pitcher
Platters for other offerings (cake, brea...)
Pocket knife
Potpourri pot
Pouches
Quill pens
Rawhide
Runes
Scales
Scissors
Sea salt
Seeds
Statues
Stencils and brushes
String
Sword
Talismans
Tarot cards (several decks)
Tobacco
Wands
Wooden boxes
Wooden spoons
If I forgot anything, please let me know.
Friday, March 20, 2009
City Folk Should NOT Go Into The Woods - NO EXCEPTIONS!!
Ok, so in order to understand WHY those pesky little city people should not go to the woods I should start at the very beginning of the story.
Shortly after getting off of work yesterday (around 5ish) I got a call from my buddy Roy. He wants to go out to the woods and build a camp fire.
Now, I'm a Prineville girl, so I have a redneck inside of me. I'm more comfortable in the great outdoors. For fun us Prinvillians go out to the woods, and light things on fire. Usually there is beer involved, but not this time. So I say yes, I would love to go.
Come 8 we go to my other friend Eric's house, where everyone is meeting. We all pile into the 2 trucks and leave for the middle of nowhere.
While on one of the hunting roads, in the woods, we come across a guy. When we stop he says he had been walking for 2 hours, and that his truck is stuck in some snow a ways up. There are also 2 girls out in the snow. We agree to go up and see what we can do.
Well, the other truck instead of going LEFT with us, goes to the RIGHT. This is where the problems begin. As we are driving up, we meet the 2 girls on the side of the road. They had built a fire to try and keep warm. (good old Prinvillians).
Well, after getting them loaded up, we try and go further up the road, but instead, the truck decides to hit a rough patch of ice, and slide all the way back into a ditch. Now we are stuck, and the other truck is no where to be found.
We spent at least an hour and 30 minutes out there with an ax and hatchet, chopping away at ice and digging out snow, joking the whole time to keep optimistic and over-all in a good mood. We are, BTW on a big ass hill, about half way up.
Apparently the camp grounds we were heading for were closed, so the other truck came in our direction. They couldn't make it up the hill, so they were at the bottom. After we were gone for a while, Eric, Roy and Eric's girlfriend (I apologize for not remembering her name at this time) start hiking up the hill to find us. They are yelling "MARCO" all the way up. When they are about 50 yards from us, we hear them. When they get up there, everyone evaluates the situation and gets to work, still joking to keep up moral.
We yell down the hill a few times, that were stuck, that we are trying to get out, that everyone is ok, we also shine the flashlight in case they cant hear us.
After about another hour we talk about walking back down, and deciding our next move from there. One of the girls who had been stranded out in the snow ALSO had worn flip flops and lost them. We put gloves on her feet ^_^
So, we are hiking down, and when we find everyone else, the not so good mood starts. MY boss (Freddy) and Roy's girlfriend (RG) are obviously city people.
When RG sees us she starts freaking out! Yelling at Roy that he had better not have some bitch on his arm etc etc. I run down to them, hoping to get there first to try and calm her down. There is no calming down RG, she is a city person in the woods, panic is all she can do. And her panic is that sometime during trying to hack away at ice around the truck, that he had time somehow MAGICALLY to cheat on her with ALL of us there too.
So, I'm already pissed off at her, for panicking, which is that last mother fucking thing you ever want to do in the woods, because that is how BAD things happen.
I hear Freddy yelling too. Yet another city person. And he is just even worse than RG.
Yelling about how it was stupid to help someone stuck in the middle of nowhere, how he thought we had all died (oh please city boy), and about how they shouldn't have been out here, and that we should just leave them. Then.. without letting us say anything... he says "Are you coming or staying. Cause we are leaving now with or without you". You have NOOOO idea how much I wanted to hit my boss right then and there. Saying that we never yelled down the hill, we didn't do anything to let them know what was going on, etc etc.
Now, we still had a ways to reach the other truck, and the whole way down I had Roy and RG fighting behind me, and Freddy freaking out in front of me.
When we get back into town, and everyone is calmed down a little Freddy and RG can now have a somewhat sane conversation (no doubt the sight of buildings). But they still think we should have left the guy on the side of the road, and the girls stranded in the snow. Neither of them would have lost a bit of sleep over any of it. I told RG that the reason we stopped and she wouldn't have is because we have a conscious, and we know that if we were in the woods, someone stopping for us would be GREAT.
Anyways.. I learned 2 things that night. Freddy and RG are not good people. Good people do not leave people stranded in the snow. Good people do loose sleep over crap like that. And the second, is that CITY PEOPLE SHOULD STAY THERE ASSES OUT OF OUR COUNTRY FOLKS BACK WOODS!!!
We were calm, collective, knew what needed to be done and did it. We stayed positive, joking and talking. Then those damned city people just had to open there mouths and try to tell us whats what in OUR GOD-DAMNED WOODS!!
Anyways, I'm pretty sure I know who NOT to call if I ever need anything.
That's the end. There isn't anymore. Logan took his dad out to get the truck unstuck. Its daylight now, and with one truck pulling another, it shouldn't take too much.
Blessings to all country folk, (and the city ones who know where not to go)
Scorn
Shortly after getting off of work yesterday (around 5ish) I got a call from my buddy Roy. He wants to go out to the woods and build a camp fire.
Now, I'm a Prineville girl, so I have a redneck inside of me. I'm more comfortable in the great outdoors. For fun us Prinvillians go out to the woods, and light things on fire. Usually there is beer involved, but not this time. So I say yes, I would love to go.
Come 8 we go to my other friend Eric's house, where everyone is meeting. We all pile into the 2 trucks and leave for the middle of nowhere.
While on one of the hunting roads, in the woods, we come across a guy. When we stop he says he had been walking for 2 hours, and that his truck is stuck in some snow a ways up. There are also 2 girls out in the snow. We agree to go up and see what we can do.
Well, the other truck instead of going LEFT with us, goes to the RIGHT. This is where the problems begin. As we are driving up, we meet the 2 girls on the side of the road. They had built a fire to try and keep warm. (good old Prinvillians).
Well, after getting them loaded up, we try and go further up the road, but instead, the truck decides to hit a rough patch of ice, and slide all the way back into a ditch. Now we are stuck, and the other truck is no where to be found.
We spent at least an hour and 30 minutes out there with an ax and hatchet, chopping away at ice and digging out snow, joking the whole time to keep optimistic and over-all in a good mood. We are, BTW on a big ass hill, about half way up.
Apparently the camp grounds we were heading for were closed, so the other truck came in our direction. They couldn't make it up the hill, so they were at the bottom. After we were gone for a while, Eric, Roy and Eric's girlfriend (I apologize for not remembering her name at this time) start hiking up the hill to find us. They are yelling "MARCO" all the way up. When they are about 50 yards from us, we hear them. When they get up there, everyone evaluates the situation and gets to work, still joking to keep up moral.
We yell down the hill a few times, that were stuck, that we are trying to get out, that everyone is ok, we also shine the flashlight in case they cant hear us.
After about another hour we talk about walking back down, and deciding our next move from there. One of the girls who had been stranded out in the snow ALSO had worn flip flops and lost them. We put gloves on her feet ^_^
So, we are hiking down, and when we find everyone else, the not so good mood starts. MY boss (Freddy) and Roy's girlfriend (RG) are obviously city people.
When RG sees us she starts freaking out! Yelling at Roy that he had better not have some bitch on his arm etc etc. I run down to them, hoping to get there first to try and calm her down. There is no calming down RG, she is a city person in the woods, panic is all she can do. And her panic is that sometime during trying to hack away at ice around the truck, that he had time somehow MAGICALLY to cheat on her with ALL of us there too.
So, I'm already pissed off at her, for panicking, which is that last mother fucking thing you ever want to do in the woods, because that is how BAD things happen.
I hear Freddy yelling too. Yet another city person. And he is just even worse than RG.
Yelling about how it was stupid to help someone stuck in the middle of nowhere, how he thought we had all died (oh please city boy), and about how they shouldn't have been out here, and that we should just leave them. Then.. without letting us say anything... he says "Are you coming or staying. Cause we are leaving now with or without you". You have NOOOO idea how much I wanted to hit my boss right then and there. Saying that we never yelled down the hill, we didn't do anything to let them know what was going on, etc etc.
Now, we still had a ways to reach the other truck, and the whole way down I had Roy and RG fighting behind me, and Freddy freaking out in front of me.
When we get back into town, and everyone is calmed down a little Freddy and RG can now have a somewhat sane conversation (no doubt the sight of buildings). But they still think we should have left the guy on the side of the road, and the girls stranded in the snow. Neither of them would have lost a bit of sleep over any of it. I told RG that the reason we stopped and she wouldn't have is because we have a conscious, and we know that if we were in the woods, someone stopping for us would be GREAT.
Anyways.. I learned 2 things that night. Freddy and RG are not good people. Good people do not leave people stranded in the snow. Good people do loose sleep over crap like that. And the second, is that CITY PEOPLE SHOULD STAY THERE ASSES OUT OF OUR COUNTRY FOLKS BACK WOODS!!!
We were calm, collective, knew what needed to be done and did it. We stayed positive, joking and talking. Then those damned city people just had to open there mouths and try to tell us whats what in OUR GOD-DAMNED WOODS!!
Anyways, I'm pretty sure I know who NOT to call if I ever need anything.
That's the end. There isn't anymore. Logan took his dad out to get the truck unstuck. Its daylight now, and with one truck pulling another, it shouldn't take too much.
Blessings to all country folk, (and the city ones who know where not to go)
Scorn
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
FUCK PEOPLE!!!
Ok... so first.... FUCK PEOPLE!! EVERY PERSON WHO I ONCE CALLED MY FRIENDS FUCK YOU ALL!!!
You dont stay in contact, and the ones I can still get ahold of blow me off. EVERY FUCKING TIME I call wanting to hang out, invite you over, ect, you say "Ya, that sounds fun." Then 11 PM comes around and I still havnt heard from you. I call and all you can fucking say is, "Oh, ya. Im not gonna make it tonight."
FUCK YOU ALL!!! EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU 2 FACED FUCKERS!!!
So tonight, I buy 24 pack of beer, 5th of rum, 5th of vodka, half a gallon of margaritas, bottle of wine, 2 racks of ribs, bunch of hot dogs and hamburgers, chips, ect ect. I invite over 10 people. 10. NO ONE SHOWS UP!! Some people are ignoring me (you know who you are), and some flat out said, after I called THEM back, "Not tonight. Dont feel like going over there."
IM DRIVING!! I offered to pick you up! YOU ALL FUCKING SUCK!!
So now, I would like to announce that Im done. I dont have friends any more. None. You fuck up and need me to come bail you out, dont fucking call. I will send you to voice mail, then turn my phone off. I dont care, about any of you anymore. I spent the last 2 MONTHS tryingto get together with all of you in my new place, about once ever week - 2 weeks, and most of the time you bailed on me. You showed up what.... once? And one of you to pick up some cash from me, ask me to take you to run errends, then drop you at home.
How many times did I do that? Just come and get you to bring you fuckers on errend then take you home? And did I ever fucking complain.... NO. Never. And all I want is for you to show me that you are my fucking friend and show up to hang out with me. But guess what.... you cant. Not for me. Im not good enough.
So fuck you guys. Im done with friends. Im piss ass drunk because I have to drink all this by MYSELF. Most of the people Im talking about know what Im like when Im this FUCKING PISSED!! Guess what, Im not a very pretty person right now. FUCK you all.
PS
Am I really that bad of a friend that NONE of you want to ever hang out with me?
You dont stay in contact, and the ones I can still get ahold of blow me off. EVERY FUCKING TIME I call wanting to hang out, invite you over, ect, you say "Ya, that sounds fun." Then 11 PM comes around and I still havnt heard from you. I call and all you can fucking say is, "Oh, ya. Im not gonna make it tonight."
FUCK YOU ALL!!! EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU 2 FACED FUCKERS!!!
So tonight, I buy 24 pack of beer, 5th of rum, 5th of vodka, half a gallon of margaritas, bottle of wine, 2 racks of ribs, bunch of hot dogs and hamburgers, chips, ect ect. I invite over 10 people. 10. NO ONE SHOWS UP!! Some people are ignoring me (you know who you are), and some flat out said, after I called THEM back, "Not tonight. Dont feel like going over there."
IM DRIVING!! I offered to pick you up! YOU ALL FUCKING SUCK!!
So now, I would like to announce that Im done. I dont have friends any more. None. You fuck up and need me to come bail you out, dont fucking call. I will send you to voice mail, then turn my phone off. I dont care, about any of you anymore. I spent the last 2 MONTHS tryingto get together with all of you in my new place, about once ever week - 2 weeks, and most of the time you bailed on me. You showed up what.... once? And one of you to pick up some cash from me, ask me to take you to run errends, then drop you at home.
How many times did I do that? Just come and get you to bring you fuckers on errend then take you home? And did I ever fucking complain.... NO. Never. And all I want is for you to show me that you are my fucking friend and show up to hang out with me. But guess what.... you cant. Not for me. Im not good enough.
So fuck you guys. Im done with friends. Im piss ass drunk because I have to drink all this by MYSELF. Most of the people Im talking about know what Im like when Im this FUCKING PISSED!! Guess what, Im not a very pretty person right now. FUCK you all.
PS
Am I really that bad of a friend that NONE of you want to ever hang out with me?
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Mankind (Poem)
MANKIND
I killed God, therefore I am God.
I killed Satan, therefore I am Satan.
I am Mankind, I come to destroy or to create.
The power rests with me, not with some diety.
In this world, I AM the God, I AM the devil.
Created to be perfect, a mixture of the two.
Will I bring joy or will I bring sorrow?
The choice is mine and mine alone.
They say knowledge is power, and I want it all.
Your God is dead, and so is your devil.
I created both, then destroyed them, me, mankind.
I AM your God. I AM your Devil.
October 28th, 2008
Dedicated to "Morning Star"
I killed God, therefore I am God.
I killed Satan, therefore I am Satan.
I am Mankind, I come to destroy or to create.
The power rests with me, not with some diety.
In this world, I AM the God, I AM the devil.
Created to be perfect, a mixture of the two.
Will I bring joy or will I bring sorrow?
The choice is mine and mine alone.
They say knowledge is power, and I want it all.
Your God is dead, and so is your devil.
I created both, then destroyed them, me, mankind.
I AM your God. I AM your Devil.
October 28th, 2008
Dedicated to "Morning Star"
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Fry Kids Journal #1
Fry Kids Jornal While I was frying I decided to write down everything I saw and thought. Now, It may be hard to understand. Its very random. Just remember that this is an exert from a Fry Kids Jornal.
Double vision. CoCo Bear. TV. Phones ringing. I want techno. More pills. More Dex. The cross in the skull. The blood everywhere. Music! Dorm choose music!!!! TOM PETTY!! I saw, I say, fry kids mind. color. color. color. COLOR! BOMB THE FANS!!!!Dildo spike. Fry. Fry. Fry!!!! Chew. chew. chew. Marbs taste good. Tracers everywhere. Rubbing feet on carpet. Feels tingly and good. Lost smokes, then found. Feet. Carpet. Good. Smoke more. Pitty dex. My special. My precious. My pitty. My dex. Kevin needs to chill. Words!! IT SAYS WORDS!!! Sunny loves Brandy too. My thoughts. My private jornal. Not yours. Bobble heads. Why make Brother Bear 2? FRY!! FRY!! FRY!! Get stoned while you fry. I am, why arn't you!!! Waterfalls pretty. CANT OPEN MY DEX!!!!!!!! WHY! WHY! WHY!!! Took em. High as hell. Fuck em. Tami cannot touch phone. Legions here!!! Kevin came out of NOWHERE!!! Why cigarettes were a game? They misteriously appear. O My God. O My God. Make the preppy moment stop! Lighter. Lighter. Lighter!! FOUND!!! Flick! Flick is found, but lost........Again. Road work ahead sign. Feel so wierd. FRY! Metal music!! Fry!! Lots of Manson. Turn it up!!! Fuck you Carol!!! You turned my Manson down. Good trip. Good Fry. More MANSON!!!! Pen in mouth feels wierd. FRY.FRY.FRY. White black. Good Evil. TO BRIGHT!!! Chewing pen cap fun. Hooka. More pot. Wild and exotic. BOXERS ARE AWSOME!!! Something tells me I hate you. Tyes big ass in my face. Plug hooka. Something tells me I must kill you. KILL EMINEM!!!!!!!!!!
Double vision. CoCo Bear. TV. Phones ringing. I want techno. More pills. More Dex. The cross in the skull. The blood everywhere. Music! Dorm choose music!!!! TOM PETTY!! I saw, I say, fry kids mind. color. color. color. COLOR! BOMB THE FANS!!!!Dildo spike. Fry. Fry. Fry!!!! Chew. chew. chew. Marbs taste good. Tracers everywhere. Rubbing feet on carpet. Feels tingly and good. Lost smokes, then found. Feet. Carpet. Good. Smoke more. Pitty dex. My special. My precious. My pitty. My dex. Kevin needs to chill. Words!! IT SAYS WORDS!!! Sunny loves Brandy too. My thoughts. My private jornal. Not yours. Bobble heads. Why make Brother Bear 2? FRY!! FRY!! FRY!! Get stoned while you fry. I am, why arn't you!!! Waterfalls pretty. CANT OPEN MY DEX!!!!!!!! WHY! WHY! WHY!!! Took em. High as hell. Fuck em. Tami cannot touch phone. Legions here!!! Kevin came out of NOWHERE!!! Why cigarettes were a game? They misteriously appear. O My God. O My God. Make the preppy moment stop! Lighter. Lighter. Lighter!! FOUND!!! Flick! Flick is found, but lost........Again. Road work ahead sign. Feel so wierd. FRY! Metal music!! Fry!! Lots of Manson. Turn it up!!! Fuck you Carol!!! You turned my Manson down. Good trip. Good Fry. More MANSON!!!! Pen in mouth feels wierd. FRY.FRY.FRY. White black. Good Evil. TO BRIGHT!!! Chewing pen cap fun. Hooka. More pot. Wild and exotic. BOXERS ARE AWSOME!!! Something tells me I hate you. Tyes big ass in my face. Plug hooka. Something tells me I must kill you. KILL EMINEM!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Shaved My Head – Why?
I shaved my head. No, Im not a guy, I am a girl, and I am not a full on lesbian.
The reason behind doing this act was some what complicated, but I am going to try my hardest to explain it.
Who says that girls need to have hair? People stare and point all the time now. They wisper when they think I'm out of hearing range. Why? Yes, I have no hair. So?
Some people would call this small act a form of rebellion, but its more of a statement. By cutting of all my hair, I had said that I dont care about fads, style, or appearences. Hair does not make the woman. A hair style is a personal choice, not a social one.
Today, while I was walking down the street, two girls had called my hair "Sick". I had stopped and confronted them about their remark. My exact words were:
"Who is more socialy strong, me or you? Do either of you have the ability to do something such as this. Does a person like me, who doesn't care about what the rest of the world thinks, have a stronger sence of being that a person like you, who has to be 'perfect' or 'in'? Or am I weak because I chose to be an individual and not follow the pack?"
The girls hadn't answered, only gotten in their car and drove away. What they said as they were driving, I can only imagine.
Once again, Hair Does Not Make The Woman.
I am not trying to convince anyone to shave their head like me, that is not the point in this blog. I am only trying to send a message to the women out their.
Why be like every one elce? Why try to look perfect? Who are you trying to impress? Or a better question, why do you need to impress anyone? You are an individual, so why not show that you are?
Don't follow the fads, dont try to be perfect. If your friends would think less of you for not wearing name brands or dressing like them, then why be their friend? There are people who will except you for you.
Now, if you do like the name brands, then good for you. But just remember:
"Live your own life, you die your own death." This is my quote, you will see it on my profile. This is my motto for life. Don't be what the rest of the world wants you to be, be yourself.
I don't think this was a good enough explanation for shaving my head, but I can't find the words to explain it any further.
The reason behind doing this act was some what complicated, but I am going to try my hardest to explain it.
Who says that girls need to have hair? People stare and point all the time now. They wisper when they think I'm out of hearing range. Why? Yes, I have no hair. So?
Some people would call this small act a form of rebellion, but its more of a statement. By cutting of all my hair, I had said that I dont care about fads, style, or appearences. Hair does not make the woman. A hair style is a personal choice, not a social one.
Today, while I was walking down the street, two girls had called my hair "Sick". I had stopped and confronted them about their remark. My exact words were:
"Who is more socialy strong, me or you? Do either of you have the ability to do something such as this. Does a person like me, who doesn't care about what the rest of the world thinks, have a stronger sence of being that a person like you, who has to be 'perfect' or 'in'? Or am I weak because I chose to be an individual and not follow the pack?"
The girls hadn't answered, only gotten in their car and drove away. What they said as they were driving, I can only imagine.
Once again, Hair Does Not Make The Woman.
I am not trying to convince anyone to shave their head like me, that is not the point in this blog. I am only trying to send a message to the women out their.
Why be like every one elce? Why try to look perfect? Who are you trying to impress? Or a better question, why do you need to impress anyone? You are an individual, so why not show that you are?
Don't follow the fads, dont try to be perfect. If your friends would think less of you for not wearing name brands or dressing like them, then why be their friend? There are people who will except you for you.
Now, if you do like the name brands, then good for you. But just remember:
"Live your own life, you die your own death." This is my quote, you will see it on my profile. This is my motto for life. Don't be what the rest of the world wants you to be, be yourself.
I don't think this was a good enough explanation for shaving my head, but I can't find the words to explain it any further.
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