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jayson

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About Me

MB: If you ever read the introduction to Colin Wilson's A HISTORY OF MODERN MURDER, the psychopath is basically a 20th century thing and comes from alienation and rats -- you know, people behaving like rats in an experiment. But I think it comes out of a lack of grown-upness and morality that people have because they don't believe in Christianity. And there's this kind of, you know, "I deserve this, I deserve that," and when people like that are thwarted they're likely to do that kind of thing. It's just like a childishness in people, how they've been really kept from growing up. I think people were more grown-up in other centuries and more rounded-out humans, you know. The majority of adults shooting each other after a small road accident or kinda blowing up all over the spot, it's all just infantilized... the guy, for a long time had waged war although he was, kinda everyone knew he was, a pervert and after boys and stuff; he kept campaigning for himself in public saying, "People are spreading terrible slurs about me," and everything. Posting leaflets. People get a sense of injustice -- even though he knew he was a pervert inside. Can you imagine that kind of wanting it both ways basically. It's like the child that won't admit that it's taken the last cookie or something. It'll have a screaming psychotic fit rather than actually say, "Yes, I took it."

My Interests

always talkin' about how i'm "gonna get my shit together"...

I'd like to meet:

don knotts, may he rest in peace.

Music:

one time, at work, this little freak said the buzzcocks and the deadboys sound the same. sheesh. whadda you say to somethin' like that? really?

Movies:

"the night porter" popped my cherry. seriously, i didnt know people made movies like that. it was 92 , i was 18. just ponder that.

Television:

i have the vague notion that i am training for that show "ninja warrior".

Books:

you really wanna get fucked up? alright...THE PAINTED BIRD.

Heroes:

back in birmingham, in the trailer park, my father put in 14 hour days to feed me and my big sis.

My Blog

a short story

i wake up early for some reason, did i ever go to bed ? fell asleep with groundhogs on my headphones. did i really have to drink that much last night?my friend was buying, how do you say "no"?. no to ...
Posted by jayson on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 11:29:00 PST

no place like home...

anybody ever wonder where they live. like seriously. fine line between reality and fingers slipping from the edge... i lay on a musty futon in the back of a gmc van , middle of nowhere , had dreams fo...
Posted by jayson on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 12:28:00 PST

the day hendrix ruined my life...

i should have written this down a long time ago, maybe that would have spared people who had to hear the long drawn out stoner version of it in person. this childhood incident didnt fully make sense t...
Posted by jayson on Tue, 04 Jul 2006 09:42:00 PST

anonymous quote

" the second you stop to think about what you're doing, what you're doing ceases to be art..." i have no idea who said this.
Posted by jayson on Fri, 28 Apr 2006 01:47:00 PST