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Friday, May 18, 2001

 

It has occured to me that it has been quite a while since I have written anything of length and significance. I would like to do that now, but i am fresh out of ideas. Inspiration hits me at the weirdest( I always spell that wrong. I mean, it's "i" before "e" except after "c", right?) times, and not nearly as often as i would like. I am Jack's wasted life. now there's a quote i use all too often. I am the Zen Master, coo coo ca choo. Confuscious was a two bit hack, and Lao Tzu was a lazy bum. I love...all of you...hurt by the cold...so hard...and lonly too...when you dont know yourself. Should I go for it or not? That is the question of the hour. I cant trust a strait answer from anyone i would normally ask about these sort of things, everyone has some slanting interest of their own. maybe i should follow the teachings of buddha. No desire, no pain. Maybe some other day. Might as well do something. people will get hurt if i do, but i have pissed away so many opportunities in life...no. not today. some other time. it's too late to think clearly, this will have to wait. why does history have to repeat itself? i need a band. i just want to play music with friends. Summer is coming. it occured to me that in a month half of our high school careers will be over. i feel as though i just arrived, and i'm already an upperclassman. how quickly it goes. Should i go for it? that being the sixty-four thousand dollar question. This is not the proper venue for such things. we need to start making those movies. We also need a production name. I suggest Zen Master productions. it's ok, not great, so if anyone has any strong objections, or preferably better ideas please speak up. blah. Well, i managed to write a long entry. it may not have any meaningful content, but damn is it long. coo-coo-ca-mother-fucking-choo.

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Wednesday, May 16, 2001

 

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well, i am glad to say that i too went to see the Dalai Lama and i learned quite a bit from what he had to say. i enjoyed him quite a bit, he is a wonderful person. I think if ever anyone gets the chance, they should definetly try to see him at least once in their lifetime.(brodie was here. which is odd, because he really shouldn't be. for some reason the blogger system is letting him edit ALL posts, not only those hatched from his own brain. wierd.)

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Tuesday, May 15, 2001

 



boo-yaw


latest news in my life. i went and saw the dalai lama. he was extremely cool; i'm usually not big on relegious leaders and such, and they're usualy rather pompus, but he seemed like a cool down-to-earth type of guy. and i agreed with just about all of what he was saying. it was an enjoyable experience. and the bus ride up and back kicked ass as well. i had so much fun i nearly pissed myself. ok, maybe not that much, but it was a blast.


in other news, i found this on my way to play pool with ubertopher and brodie. we all thought that it was very interesting and possibly life-altering. so here it is, for your edification. enjoy.

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found here.


keep trying to grab onto this one reason to live.
keep trying to understand a dream i know has no meaning
putting together random facts, words and statements looking
for some universal pattern. some concept that everyone else
was born with but i have to learn.. somehow.. the hard way.
if i cry during a movie at the part where the director wanted
me to cry.. then are those tears even real? all the hundreds of
people who worked on that film knew i was supposed to cry at
that moment, so how can that be authentic?
so do i stare at the truth and burn in its honesty
or do i just find happiness in a blind lie?

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Sunday, May 13, 2001

 

all human's suffer. suffering is caused by desire. cessation is possible. i have no desire, and therefor have no pain. i am enlightened.

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et pour tout les gens qui ne parlent pas allemandoise, j'ai traduise le poeme de ubertopher. on y vas.
les singes dissent a the cuiller
comment allez-vous?
le cuiller a reponde aux singes
ce va, mais je n'ai pas un cerveau.
Vraiment? mais comment est-ce que tu fais les chose?
et le cuiller a dit
je suis un cuiller supere!

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