I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know

AbraCadabra

This world is a very interesting place. Not many of us appreciate the beauty in things anymore. It's funny how we are advanced in our technology, and our cities have gotten bigger and we can bomb larger areas of space, and we think we're getting advanced. But if you look into history and see all the wonderful and amazing things the people back then did, doesn't it make you wonder what happened? People of the past did things that people now can not even explain. They were forced to ACTUALLY USE their brain, to the full extent. They didn't have cell phones, computers, and all these things we have now. And they still did amazing things. They did amazing things without HAVING to know a bunch about technology.

I just want to see one thing that's beautiful that our people have made in this century. Without technology. Back then they had beautiful temples and art and statues that were all hand made.



It's depressing.

In the daylight, anywhere feels like home.

I just want to ask you one thing. What is wrong with people? We look around us and everyone who catches our eye gets judged. Even though we all have tons of work to be done. We believe everything the media tells us. Why? Because they twist it and turn it into this huge thing that looks horrible. We believe everything the government wants us to. Why? Because, they're the government. They wouldn't lie to us, we're citizens of America. We're too good, too special for that. Let me ask you one thing.. why WOULDN'T they lie to us? Do you honestly think that they care, even for a second, about how you feel? Do you think they care about your family, about your friends, about your lovers? No, they don't. You're just another person. Just another life on this planet, taking up space. You're a person that they will never know, and never get to know personally, therefore you don't matter. We have violence, over everything, between everyone who doesn't agree with us. For hundreds of years we have had violence between cultures and religions, and why? Because they don't believe the same as us. They believe in another god, and yours is more important, right? I can understand why we have religion. It gives people hope, it gives people a reason not to be afraid, it gives people morals even. But why do we have a heaven and hell? To make sure you live your life the right way, right? But who gets to decide what is right, and what is wrong? You're just going to let other people tell you how to live your life, by their standards, and not yours. And that's not fair. We should be able to choose for ourselves. But we can't. We are being controlled, and we don't even know it. Everything they want us to believe is repeated over and over and over again until it is planted in our heads as right or wrong. We're being brainwashed. And we don't even realize it. We can't even try to get out of it, why? Because, we are so trapped that it doesn't even matter if we think we got out of it, we can't. It's just another trap. It's sad, really.

I understand why people live the way they do, and I'm not trying to criticize anyone. I respect your beliefs, your morals, your thoughts, I respect the way you live your life. These are my thoughts, and if you can't respect that, why should I respect you?

Polly said.

Me: "Mom, me and Logan have learned a lot more from crack than this whole school year."

While I meant to say cracked, as in cracked.com, I bet you could still learn a lot from crack.



Probably nothing worth learning though.

Looking towards the future, we were beggin' for the past.

There is nothing I like more than art.

NOTHING.

Most forms of art anyway.

It might be considered odd that my inspiration comes from Ozzy Osbourne and Alice in Wonderland (The movie).

And so I am going to (sort of) try to expand my horizons?
I am going to learn how to edit music.
If that makes sense. I know it does. Never mind.
And I am going to make pictures and other related things.
Using computer programs and by hand.

It makes me happy.

Where do bad folks go when they die?

WHY IT NEVER RAINS IN VEGAS.


Please excuse all the crappy fire drawing. I used Paint to draw this.

Rat is dead,

Friend: If a turtle loses it's shell, is it homeless, or naked?

Me: It's dead.

So pleasant.

Hi.

There is nothing that will satisfy the human race, I am sure.

That is all.

Where should I go?

Things I want:

Cars:
Thunderbird
El Camaro
Voltswagen Van

People I Want to Meet:
Peter Steele.
Ozzy Osbourne.
Sharon Osbourne.
Bob Dylan.
Jakob Dylan.
Zack de la Rocha.
Robert Plant.
Rob Zombie.

I would have liked to see,
Michael Jackson.
Kurt Cobain.
Jimi Hendrix.
Bob Marley.
John Lennon.
Jerry Garcia.
Jim Morrison.

Things I want to do:
Ride all the rides on the Stratosphere.
Learn how to moonwalk.
Skydive.
Put a note in a bottle and send it out to sea.
Go on a cruise.
Move out. (:
Be untroubled; tranquil; content.

I only speed at night,

I think I could relate to this song.

To a point anyway.