Do I blog?

Do I blog about blogging?

Do I blog a blogger's blog of a bloggy blog?

Do you blog?

Does your Mom blog?

Bloggidy blog blog.

Blog.


All I know is that sitting in my bedroom is about 90% as good as getting out of my house. I could seriously tell the whole crowd to fuck off, for about 6 months... and then come back with something that they'd never come to understand or expect... and yet I already do it.

The problem with some people is that they do not show respect, when it is due. Some people don't even return a friendly gesture. Some people don't even return love, when pure love given to them. Some people are confused as to why they do what they do, and then they blame it on others or judge others according to their own faults.

What I could expect, is not what is given to me. What I would expect, never is the case.

What I do know is that I am not like you... but I am a lot closer to you than you would ever know. You could actually give me a chance, and then learn that my shit is tight and under control... or you could just tell me to fuck off... and I would. However, I want a sincere "fuck off"... and I will seriously fuck the hell off. No questions, just go my own way.

If some one came to you and said that they thought you were crazy... what would your response be? Mine was to 'act crazy' and it got me plenty of attention.

What I do not like is to be offered sex out of sympathy. I do not want sex for money, either. I want some one to look at me and feel the way I do about them. Could I possibly find this? It is highly doubtful, given my circumstances.

I consider myself to be a joke. The joke is on me, and I know it. If you have not realized that their joke is also on you... then you are blinded by your ego. If you have not noticed that my joke is not on you, but that it is on me... then you should give it a second glance.

I am inspired by certain people. I love some people. Love and inspiration go hand in hand. Sex and love are not equivalent, and many people have mistaken this fact to be false. What I do not get is why people still stand on their little pedestal, and judge other people. Shouldn't every one be given a fair chance at gaining the spot light, if they so desire?

Should people be drowned out?

I didn't think so...

So if you read this, and it offends you... go cry in a corner.

If you think its about you... second guess yourself.

Paranoia is a delusion that we all share. Its your own personal choices that make the difference as to whether or not you end up being paranoid about something.

Rumors are bullshit, and they are false. Liars who spread rumors end up getting fucked up, some how. Its not my fault, its just how things are. If you want to sit there and tell me one thing, when you honestly know in your heart that it is not true... then you better fuck off. I do not like lies.

I usually chose to not deal with people who have fucked me over. The reason why, is because I know that karma is returned in full... one way or another. If it doesn't carry itself out, then it wasn't meant to be... or they did something great, to make up for it and cancel it out. If I retaliate, then it means I have returned the bad karma... and therefore I would be the one who gets the shit end of the deal.

However, let us look at things in a more full light. When you strike something: it reacts. When you feed something poison: it either dies or it absorbs it and becomes stronger. If you want to sit their and tell me that the language of math and logic is true, or that God is absolutely real... then I call your bluff. I know to know not. In knowing not, I know how to turn absolute truth into complete falsity.

If you do not agree with me, then you will see. If you do not understand me, then you should probably find some other blog to be reading.

Our observations are all wrong. Our collective consciousness is telling us one thing, when our collective unconsciousness is telling us another... and we don't even know it. The truth lies in you. You make your own world, and you can break it. Help me break this world. I can do it on my own, but I ask for your allegiance in order to preserve the ones whom I have grown fond of. You must chose, at some point.

Let me know.

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~theMuzzl3


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