All Dreams are made out of Real Things

It is sad to think that not one person reads this blog. I know I do not write all that well but it would be nice to see at least one person cares what i like to write about. Most of my close friends know that I have a blog, but none have ever asked for the address. Why is this? Is it because I am quite negative in my writings? Is it because they don't give a fuck what I think or feel? I suspect a mixture of both, but mostly the later. 

Why, when I am high, do I see everything that I hate about myself? I see the lazy, bored, unfocused and sick person I can be. My body aches. My ears ring and my mouth is dry. I cannot stand it, it worries me. I see all the failures in my life and i cannot figure out if those so called failures are real or not. Is it my subconscious showing me the changes I need to make, or am I just high as fuck?

A great song: Beck, True Love will find you in the End (a Daniel Johnston cover) 

An even better song: Wycleaf Jean, If I was President

Go download them both and play them at the same time backwards. Also, since nobody reads this blog I can say things like, vaginas scare me, and it isn't weird.

Piss Piss, Bang Bang

If I have said it once, I have said it a million times; NEVER, fly US Airways. HA, I said it, now stop feeding them your money. They are a horrible company with even worse costumer service. And just when I thought this fuck of a cunt company can not go out of business any quicker, they surprise me with an even dumber idea and unbelievable, ridiculous policies that push flyers to travel other airlines. This airline almost seems to want to self destruct. 

Fly Southwest, Frontier or ANY other airline other than this turd of an airline. Pay more for your  tickets and send US Airways your receipts so they know how bad business interests, policies and horrible costumer service effects them. 

Starbucks, Zappos and Google has this shit figured out. They treat their employees right and they "know" that it pays off. 

When will Americans get off their fat stupid lazy ass's and take their country back. America is falling apart and loosing. Yes, loosing everything; news flash, who gives a fuck about Iraq. The dollar sucks and the government(if that is what you want to call it) is fucking your ass and you thank them. For what? Why do americans, rich or poor; happy or sad, east or west and even fucked or...well, un-fucked put up with this?

Lets take list...

Healthcare? ...ya, its great(sarcasm)

Dollar? ...sucks

Technology? ...what is that?

Real Estate? .... who knows?

Energy? ...lets not get started

Education? ...do I need to say more?

Opportunity? ...do you really think you have this?

Crime? ...LOL

An Illusion of Greatness? ...Yup, we sure have that.

Look at what we are and piss on it. Stand up and be somebody. We seem to have run out of people who want to change. Speak! Take back your streets and challenge your local government to be on "our" side. 

Fuck you, fuck me and fuck them. Lets watch it all burn and go out with a bang.

All my Friends, and all my Lovers...

Tron,

If you could have a theme song play every time you walk into a room, what would you have?

Sincerely,

Danny

Dear Danny,

Great question. If I had to choose a song I would choose Curtis Mayfield's Pusherman. Not so much because the song is all that great; I mean, it is a pretty sweet song but, mainly because I feel that if that were my theme song,porno would just start breaking out all over the place. for example, if I were at a fancy restaurant and my wife had fancy shoes on, the waitress would say, "what can I get for you?" But before I could even muster up the breath to order the Chicken, she would whip out one of her breasts and start making out with my wife while saying, "This is our daily special, may I get you a double order?" Trust me, This type of shit would happen all the time if Pusherman was my theme song. 

The weird thing about the dinner sex is that all of the other customers in the restaurant would not be upset or disgusted to see my naked fat ass. Maybe it was the way I was brought up, but I really feel like that the dinner sex would cause a mass session of masturbation. Yup, everyone in the restaurant, including the kitchen manager would start masturbating. It would be great!

That would be my song, no doubts about it. Work, dinner, traffic and the grocery store would all be much cooler with this song in the background.

Broken Glass, Broken Hungry, Broken Hearts and Broken Bones

“I’m a new soul. I came to this strange world hoping I could learn a bit ’bout how to give and take. But since I came here felt the joy and the fear, finding myself making every possible mistake.”

I think I am starting to understand why some people join religions. Maybe I am being to generous and giving to much credit to human beings, but I would like to think that a large amount of people who join silly religions, cults and support groups are people who are just looking for something to be apart of. Nothing more, nothing less.

Life gets lonely. I was once asked why I do not believe in god, and they went on to ask, "doesn't it get lonely to have no purpose?" I responded then, with what I would still respond with today; once you get passed the idea that there is no point to life and we are no more important than a dried up wad of bubble gum under a picnic table; it is actually quite freeing.

There are no rules. There is nobody to impress. There are no standards you are trying to live up to. You are free to determine what feels good and what doesn't. There is nobody judging you. You get to just live your life.

But at the same time, we start to realize that we are who we are and we are not apart of something special. We are lonely, lesson less beings without a purpose. Once you accept this, the need for a purpose seems to somewhat fade away.

But Lately, things have been different in terms of wanting to be apart of something. It seems like everything had gotten mundane. There are no movements, no changes, no push to become better. The direction our country is going and the direction the world is going is quite scary. Along with the direction, I feel I am going.

But I digress. My point is that I have recently missed the blinders that these silly beliefs came with. Having these beliefs(as silly and unbelievable they are) means being apart of something.

In a recent post regarding the Jewish faith, The blogger for the nogodblogposed the question, "Would you give up religion if it meant you had to start paying taxes?" He discussed how in Israel there are Secular and Haredi Jews and the Haredi are given special privileges; one of which is no taxes.

To walk away from the religion means truth, but also a new perception of everything known. Along with taxes, you have to deal with knowing life will end, and there is no point.

Is this better than blinders? Would you rather see the truth or be trapped in the matrix?