Your reality is only partially manufactured.

Overclockin' your noggin. Only on Sumdays.

There's a lot more to the story and off-the-wall rhetoric than at first you might suspect.

It's "just" a meme... Or is it?

If you don't know, you have no idea what you're missing, and there is only one way to find out.

That said; don't be silly. +he 777 Agend^ does not (Really?) exist. Any references are purely coincidental and most likely just a figment of your imagination. 0r not.

For the time being I have been using Facebook as my writing platform of choice far, far, far (x 100,000+pictures and real-time updating and now with New! "Reality Sync") above this blog, so if you're brave and/or bored/curious, be my guest by clicking the badge to the wRight.

You never know what kind of gems you might find hidden in the rough or just how valuable they could potentially be to you and your quality of existence within this lifetime on this planet. Hey, if it's good enough for the Best of the Best, then why would you think it might not be good enough to be of remote interest to you?


Interesting is an understatement.

Once you pay attention long enough to figure out what's really going on it will blow your mind.

In a Good way.

That would be the point.

Merry +++mas.

- A! -

Friday, June 26, 2009

MJ and the Media...

Not well-trained.

Seriously, WTF?

Fine, cover Michael Jackson's death, but at least hide some stuff in between the lines to make it interesting. Oh, you are, because we give a f*ck that Michael was on drugs not about the thousands of others that can be saved or those that survived such tragic conditions?

I mean wow. Unless something dramatically good comes from this...why must we waste so many resources?...ugh, the market based demographics are going to be the death of society. Something about Rome the circus and bread....except the best we can do is this and whatever 'circus' Britney's got going on with the midget porn dude?

Wow, that's what I call a high-class role model. It makes one wonder what kind of society idolizes false idols for profit and then idolizes the process itself like it's normal human behavior.

Is it? A controllable one though.

Seriously what a crazy paradox. I'm not a clinical psychologist, but I think the fame/attention made Michael Jackson regress...big time. I knew some guys in my old acting class who were completely badass dancers...and they had all been to Michael's ranch and seemed to have some inside joke about it. I'm pretty sure they were all gay/bisexual...but I never asked straight-up and didn't want to know more.

Strange world. I'm surprised they interviewed Al Sharpton but not Katt Williams about Michael's death. Hmmm...

Let's see, what else is new? What do you mean you don't know? Well, I've kind of turned Facebook into my diary anyway. (Yawn.)

Yes, I know.

So, what needs to be done by what time in order for planet Earth to have a future?

We can't kill the living planet, but it would be nice if we stopped trying so hard.

Inefficiency isn't pretty.

All you need is least spiritually. Errr...and trust. And food and shelter I suppose...ohhhh...but that leads us back to pointing out the gross inefficiencies in our society. Can we afford to continue living this way? For how long? Can I get a deadline just to be safe? Just watch over and over until it sinks in.

It's easy to do nothing, but I would like to do something in the right direction instead. Luckily we're slowly starting to fire on all cylinders again...although typing with one finger at the moment.


Well, it is what it is...which is getting much closer to perfection from barely still giving a fuck like I have been designing it to for a lo-o-ong time. Go me. At least our society still seems to give a damn and look up to nice guys like MJ as well as the self-glorified 'thugs' like Tupac.


What's most frightening is the turnout Michael Jackson's death pulls, but that 'presence' is completely absent in so many seemingly much more worthy endeavors and causes. It's a junk food society, the signs are everywhere. Literally.

On a brighter note...

I liked Jack Nicholson's yellow 'No Fear' hat I saw when flipping channels through TMZ earlier. Total flashback to when I got my first car that I was so damn proud of...I put a color-coordinated 'No Fear' sticker on the back window...BUT...I picked that up in California and put in on my car back in Texas...where no one had ever heard of No Fear yet...but it caught up with everyone else eventually. I'm cool before it's cool to be cool because I don't give a fuck about trying to be cool anymore. My life runs in funny patterns like that.

'night kids!



P.S. Footnote--> Although after watching an MSNBC special on MJ about his childhood, I feel REALLY bad for the guy. Watching him spend millions of dollars on ridiculous vases seems almost like he's trying to fill some other voids. Oh well. R.I.P. Mike. Any faults he had seemed to be the result of circumstance as much as anything else.