THE BEST FRIEND ANYONE COULD HAVE EVER ASKED FOR. MISS YA, BUD. I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU.
Which drunk are you?
You're GG Allin kinda drunk
Drenched in urin and vomit, you stopped caring about self image about 3 lives ago, you're a shame to humanity and your death will be a relief to most of us... yet, such enduring life of filth amazes us somehow.
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Brought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.ALL THINGS DIE, THIS I KNOW ...FOR I AM THE ZEN TOILET . . .JUST WATCH ME GO ! ! !Although the jist of this page contends with my somewhat blasphemous (atleast when it comes to orthodoxy) religious ponderings,and how they pertain to my literary aspirations, my philosophical inclinations reckognize, respect, and are influenced by thinkers of atheism, egoism, and social darwinismEspecially Anton Lavey's church of Satan, as it is their proclaimations on the dominance of the individual that is at the heart of my extremely unorthodox views concerning the blessed trinity--that Christ was a blashpemer and that's why they killed him. He said HE was God. Same as in Satanism. Two halves of the same whole; that's why earlier on this page you saw Jesus' picture adjacent to G.G. Allin. It's all part of a seemless whole.Philosophy, religion (although I view religion as a metaphor for the truth of reality instead of a mythical,literal truth), an all encompassing study of this curious human thing as it results to the infinite and eternal nature of existence itself(the holy ghost or Tao)-- seems to me proof that in the same breath human beings are both the weakest and the strongest creatures on this planet--that is why we have war and we also have art. Figure it out for yourself which one pertains to which--can't answer that for you!I also like chinese take out...And talking about bowel movements.
I'd like to meet:
musicians,philosophers,poets,novelists,dictators,serial killers, and prophets.And The A-TeamThere's a school bus full of innocent children and the school bus driver is drunk and smoking crack...sometimes it seems that this is the way that the world works.
Music:
I MISS THE SHIT OUTTA THESE GUYS!
Movies:
Quizes/Surveys
Pimp My ProfileI told you I was smarter than I look...
You Are 86% Evil
You're the most evil person you know.
The devil is even a little scared of you!
How Evil Are You?
You Are a Great Liar
You can pretty much pull anything over on anyone.
You are an expert liar, even if you don't lie very often.
Are You a Good Liar?
You Are 92% Tortured Genius
You totally fit the profile of a tortured genius. You're uniquely brilliant - and completely misunderstood.
Not like you really want anyone to understand you anyway. You're pretty happy being an island.
Are You a Tortured Genius?
There's a 73% Chance That You Need Therapy
You almost certainly need therapy. And there's nothing wrong with that.
Lately life has not been easy for you. Why not let a therapist help you sort things out?
Do You Need Therapy?
Television:
The Boston Red Sox---it's an obsession!
100% TRUE Red Sox Fan, PLAY ON!
Yeah you are a true and dedicated Red Sox fan, ya wicked sweet ma--hole! Kick those Yanks back to New Yawk where they belong! Go Red Sox! Yankees suck, Yankees suck!!
Are You a True Dedicated RED SOX Fan?
Quizzes for MySpace
Television is about as numbing as cocaine but...
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Books:
Too much to list, currently reading "Les Fluers du Mal" by Charles-Pierre Baudelaire. And no, I dont know french, but it is a goal of mine.And because I'm bored a little sample of one of France's finest poets: "wriggling in our brains like a million worms, a demon demos holds its revels there, and when we breathe, theLethe in our lungs trickles sighing on its secret course. if rape and arson, poison and the knife have not yet stretched their ludicrous designs onto the banal buckrams of our fates, it is because our souls lack enterprise! but here among the scorpions and the hounds, the jackals, apes, and vultures, snakes and wolves, monsters that howl and growl and squeal and crawl, in all the squalid zoo of vices, one is uglier and fouler than the rest, although the least flambouyant of the lot; this beast would gladly undermine the earth and swallow all creation in a yawn; I speak of Boredom which with ready tears dreams of hangings as it puffs its pipe. Reader, you know this monster well,--hypocrite reader,--my alias,--my twin!
Heroes:
MYSELF!!!!!!Ha
Kevin N. Plamondon---that's the name my parents gave me. Everything in life starts with the individual and works outward towards the rest of the world, through the infinite and eternal moment.My dog Bud, a wise and noble bodhisattva who has moved on throughout eternity.Also, this guy-- St. Jean Loius Lebris de KerouacSaint Jack of Cognac Pray For US!--The following poem was written by Jack Kerouac and published in Some of the Dharma, a book of his own notes on buddhism featuring artful full page typecast that this medium will not do justice:
THE PERFECT LOVE OF MIND ESSENCE:- A POEM
Mind essence loves everything, because it knows why everything is---It loves everything because everything ends--- Mind essence is like a little child, It makes no descrimination at all, All is the same and all's in the mind, And all's to be loved as it stands, All's to be loved as it falls. The Karma is done Mind Essence is one--- The wheel of thought Is no more fought---Difference of things Are imaginarey rings---The child of delight Rests in the night---The mind of bliss Is pure happiness--He never dies Who has no eyes He is never hung Who has no tongue---He never fears Who has no ears There is no rain Outside the brain---He never goes Who has no nose--- Unborn, No lamb shorn---He is never bawdy Who has no body---No crying In essence undying Sight is just dust, Obey it must---Mind alone Introduced the bone. Fire just feeds On fiery deeds.-Only mind The flame so kind. Water from the moon Appears very soon.-Mind is the sea Made water agree. Wind in the trees Is a mental breeze.-Wind rose deep From empty sleep.Space in the ground Was dirt by the pound-Devoid of space Is the mind of grace. Fire retires When water admires Fire inhibits What earth admits Fire and water Bring earth a daughter And space accepts The green adepts And wind responds To magic wands And men appear With Dharma dear Explaining in droves To men in groves "Not even alive The Elements Five"**********
