You on mine so much, I think it’s time that your grew your own dick.– STRAT
Back in the day when Knytro, STRAT, Ramadan,...
Come what may...
Jared Kenwell: when you're shy, you never score. haha.
Me: lol in most cases, yes.
Jared: people are scared of rejection, being shy amounts to self-rejection. the only difference is, if you're not in tune, you may hurt a friendship if the communication is bad.
Me: yep. in order to love, you must allow yourself to be loved and embrace it.
Jared: yes. do you love yourself?
Me: you can't connect with someone if you don't connect with someone... I'm learning to love myself. I am content with myself I no longer hate myself.
Jared: but why did you hate yourself? I have my own issues...
Me: I'm hard on myself sometimes... but instead of self-mutilation, I now encourage myself.
Jared: but I learned that not everyone is looking for the same thing. you should live to your potential... you may be the last generation, after all.
Me: i'm doing what I can.
Jared: haha... words of encouragement. things don't look good for the planet, I must say, there's part of me that is happy that I am already 47. I think that babies born today are going to see scenes previously just imagined in movies.
Me: i fear for their future... but I quickly take that fear and turn it into fuel to power the machine that will combat the negative changes.
Jared: haha. well, you have a personal interest in that... and it's not like I wish it. I just don't have much realistic hope... human population keeps growing. Forestation and pollution... it will eventually lead to collapse.
Me: especially when my daughter is part of that generation that may inherit a cold, barren, heartless world... yes. that would address the personal interest. however, that is only one half of the inspiration that drives me to do what I do. [I'm doing what I'm doing] for all the sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers. I can't just sit idle... and even if my contribution doesn't amount to much on a global scale, I can rest well knowing I impacted someone positively and my efforts were not in vain.
I love the original version… but the remix...
Shoutout (courtesy of Starchild)
starchildluke: A shoutout to all the guys who fuck with girls’ heads, making my job that much harder and to the girls for assuming this is how it’ll always be despite something better being right under their noses. Spare a thought for the ones who are there for you, listening to you pour your hearts out, the ones who care while you feed them with useless clichés that you can’t adhere to...
Continue to love, let the chips fall where they may, and see where you get an...– Jared Kenwell
another Pearl of Wisdom from Andrew Trautman
Me: roundhouse backhand, all rights reserved.
AT: my girlfriend gave me one of those with mashed potatoes on it earlier... f'n BS.
Me: did you give her one right in the ass?
AT: "nothing fits in there"
Me: mmmmmhmmmmm :-P
AT: no, i tried. with lube... lots of it.
Me: that tight, eh?
AT: mm... i think she puckers it, honestly.
I want nothing more than the same kind of treatment Jim Carrey’s character...– Joseph Guthrie
I love the asian bitches! It’s like fucking a dog’s chew toy…...– pearls of wisdom from Andrew Trautman
Freedom Is Only A Button Push Away...
i wish i could push that red button… just once. just so i could give the world the self-fulfilling apocalypse the prophets, the Christianists, the radical Islamists, the Manson family, the warmongerers and the fear-conjurers won’t shut the fuck up about. i want to live in a real-life Fallout where even the radiated soil would cry out in anguish and woe… where the toughest of the...
Who do you love: me or the thought of me?– excerpt from John Mayer’s I Don’t Trust Myself (Loving You)
No... Like You Mean It
you and i made love underneath the moonlight in a rain forest last night. the memories are still as fresh as the morning’s dew adorning each blade of grass… that night, the light of the moon encouraged the water and each bead of sweat to glisten and sparkle like precious gems… mother nature’s overture was playing at full blast with your persistent moans of satisfaction...
By and By
we just might get through it this time so fly with me through these storm-threatening clouds we just might make it out alive the way we slalom through the lightning, even Zeus himself would be proud we’ve been though most of it we’ve buried the ghost so help me find the storm’s evasive eye… and at that moment in time, it will become better. by and by, it will...
a signature stare, coupled stratigically with that loving embrace, dare to dream of a whimsical love affair, bare my inner feelings, a race against the obvious, heart and mind pitted mano y mano in destiny’s collesium. realease the dragons! this monsterous clash of blizzard, charcoal and hot ash, falleth slowly upon my brow, and as we exchange glances, I ask you now… cherub, I...
As the thick fog fills my lungs, I begin to wonder… The cigarette pressed comfortably between the left side of my mouth… the warm, rich, sweet texture of my drinking chocolate, I stare into the hazy beyond, just gazing and spawing the visualization of a damp Spanish eve. And as God’s Paintbrushes inaugurate the scenery onto the canvas, your eyes appear within the vivid,...
On the Verge
swaying gently in the trains direction, a blessed, spiritual wind caresses her face and destroys my cryptic protection, i used my soul as a shield when her mystic revealed it: an emotional charge that glistens like a kitana when it’s wielded. and when i feel it, all my current thoughts are suddently yielded, my gaze gives way to this magnificent watercolour display. as i piece together my...
Defining 'Auracle' (my moniker)
As much as I enjoy laughing to myself playing Xbox LIVE as people struggle to pronounce my gamertag (The Auracle), I felt enough time has passed just leaving people to stumble and land face first in a pile of ignorant cack. Here’s how it all went down: I spawned ‘Auracle’ when I asked myself what did i want as my moniker… I figured let’s keep it simple, like...