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Mr. Jones

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

Im a dreamer. Nothing but a dreamer.

My Interests

The empathic grasping of the current state of the world and subsequent debasing of the known human world which culminates into not only why you are vortexal in composition, yet in addition why everything around you is even more so vortexal in composition and futhermore why I even notice the presence of your gravity in relation to the gravity of all else that sucks.

I'd like to meet:

The culmination of the essence of life, the universe & everything in a tight mini-skirt.

Movies:

Cool Hand Luke - Explaination not needed, if you don't know why this is one of the best movies in the whole world, then you need to move to someplace akin to perhaps Mississippi or possibly Arkansas as you are more likely to find individuals whom you can cohabitate and identify with.

Television:

Television is the Great God of Morons. I'm sure you all remember them in school, quoting different broadcasts, in order to garnish friends. While there are a few shows which really inspire, which really make you laugh, most of them suck one larger than Tommy Lee's.

Books:

Ender's Game, The Gunslinger Series, Nine Princes of Amber, Still life with Woodpecker, Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy. The assortment is rather juvenile, yet each has its own sense of surreality that leaves a taste in your head that can be frequently recalled. It's like tainting yourself with novelty, but in this the taint feels good afterwards.

Heroes:

Any Female Porn Star- Thank you for making my teenage life a hell of a lot more bearable. While I'm sure it was mighty uncomfy to take it where and how you did, my humble thanks go out to you. It was appreciated, more than a couple of times. Magazines should come with hand wipes, it's only logical.

My Blog

What she didnt know

Your rage is looking for a vehicle,a wave to ride outward from you where you have it imprisoned and shackled.Your rage wants life, breathfire to flame and blame and burn.It has never known the light o...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 12:51:00 PST

Lost

At the ending,   You sit there playing victim, expecting for me to pity your hurt feelings, when I happened to fucking crack just this one time because I can't take your anger over every petty li...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 02:59:00 PST

We'll see when I'm done writing it

Contextual sythex, a syntax of a pretext Though yours will never be mine. Outpoured thus, a thought based sex As two minds weave to intertwine.   Today's age is synthetic meat grown from a lab me...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 01:41:00 PST

Deja

Everyone I know has had "deja vu" but apparently it's such a common phenom that people have broken it down into a bunch of other little sections.  Which ones have you had? déjà entendu - already ...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 12:57:00 PST

On boobies

Obviously, boobies are the most awesome thing in the universe. They must have been the last thing that God created. He said, "Let there be boobies," and then he took pictures of them, put them in a ...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 03:02:00 PST

Saving Face

Her face is not her own.  More-so, that the face doesn't fit the spirit within, like a ho-ho's girl trying on a size 5.  A smile reflected doesn't truly encompass the depth of the emotion be...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 02:55:00 PST

Naughty Horoscopes

TAURUS (April 20 - May 20) --Don't tease them. It will only piss them off. Taureans are realists. If you say that you are horny: Prepare to be @#%^ed. Taureans are heavy indulgers, though. All forms o...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 01:33:00 PST

Assorted

Prelude to a Forclosure Innocence stood on high one dayOn a pedestal in a forsaken landScreaming love and harmony in a dying & drowned out voice She wasn't welcome where she was, what with being a...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 01:47:00 PST

Life

Life Away from you i'll drift awaySo many times we wonder why it is stay We sit outside and argue all night longI wish we were who we were when we wish So So when I die before I le...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 03:36:00 PST

Blind Eyed

In youth, I was transformed by revelation, cruel and bitter.  And the revelation was not caused by experience, but rather a shift in perception and a noticing.  The noticed is thus: There is...
Posted by Mr. Jones on Tue, 11 Oct 2005 01:22:00 PST