I am your God...It is blasphemus to ask questions of your god!
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Starting my own religion, playing with myself, eating cereal, counting, smelling farts, licking carpets, sharpening pencil, unbending wire coat-hangers...you name it I do all the fun stuff.
Dear Jim, can you fix it for me to meet the person who said mullets were a good idea! I would like to kick them in the nuts (I'm guessing its a guy)repeatadly before letting a starved rat chew through their stomach... That would teach em.
Late eighties/early nineties grunge & quality acoustic. Ben Harper is the best songwriter alive (let me clarify this a bit 'cause there are some phenominal songwriters out there still alive, Eddie Vedder, Bob Dylan, Paul McCartney, James Taylor, I could go on forever... But honestly people the stuff you are writing now, while being shit hot, isn't as sharp as it's been while Mr Harper's words are just mind blowing!Some honourable mentions to peops that have passed: Mr Elliott Smith - Truly an amazing soul (to any Buddhists reading I use this word for lack of anything better) I was truly crushed when I learnt of your death, I always missed you when you came to Uk & promised myself the next time you came I would see you but you kept cancelling. Shannon Hoon - Always said your mind moved so quickly you didn't know how long your body could keep up! Your music has always been an inspiration. Jeff Buckley (inspired) - Layne Staley (What a voice) -Sure there's more but can't think at the moment...except of course: (last but not least) Kurt Cobain - Did you know he made his suicide note out to his childhood imaginary friend Boddhi!!! (The relavence to that name may be lost on most, but if your interested look into it...it may surprise you.
My taste in movies is the truely high class, intelligent meaningful shit that raises your soul (for lack of a better term) to another level.Animal house, Mallrats (& the rest of the Kevin Smith films except Jersey girl), dazed & confused, Blazing saddles, How High...you know the kind.
I like watching the God channel.
Read...you think I can read??? are you high?!?
My mate Bill once walked out infront of a moving Lada (Yes he was tripping on acid!) stating that they were such shit cars that he would break the car. He broke both his legs, punctured a lung, dislocated a shoulder & required over 40 stitches.z