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Married to the music

Sin all depends on what you believe in. Faith is what you make it.

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Operatin' under the crooked American system too long. OutKast. Pronouned outcast. Adjective meaning homeless or unaccepted in society but let's look deeper than that. Are you an OutKast? If you understand and feel the basic principles and fundamental truths contained within this music, you probably are. If you think it's all about pimpin' hoes and slammin' cadillac doors, you probably a cracka. Or a nigga that think he a cracka. Or maybe just don't understand. An OutKast is someone who is not considered to be part of the normal world. He's looked at differently. He's not accepted because of his clothes, his hair, his occupation, his beliefs or his skin color. Now look at yourself. Are you an OutKast? I know I am. As a matter of fact, fuck bein' anything else. There's only so much time left in this crazy world. Wake up, niggas, and realize what's goin' on around you. Poisonin' of the food and water. Tamperin' of cigarettes. Disease engineering of control over your life. Take back your existence or die like a punk. This is Big Rube sayin' Right On to the Real and Death to the Fakers. Peace out.-

My Interests

Walking the tightrope between sanity and insanity, fiction and reality. We'll see which way I fall... or if I fall at all. I'm married to the music, my back's against the wall. Don't know which way I'm headed but know that I can't stall. Might see you when I get there.

I'd like to meet:

ANDRE 3000. The baddest motherfucker on the planet. And Kurt Cobain. The baddest motherfucker no longer on the planet.

Music:



Movies:


Television:

"Oh greatest of the mass media, thank you for elevating emotion, reducing thought and stifling imagination. Thank you for the artificiality of quick solutions and for the insidious manipulation of human desires for the commercial purposes. Oh, great altar of passive entertainment, bequeath upon me thy discordant images at such speed as to render linear thought impossible! These jejune bulletins represent my brain. I offer it in humble sacrifice. Bestow thy flickering light forever. Amen." --Justin Abraham Ford 1981-2008. See you soon.

Books:

The Lord of the Rings... haven't read anything in a while.

Heroes:

Whoever saved me.

My Blog

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Morning Class. Page 642 paragraph 6.The horns are marching behind the commoditiesExistential Meltdown existing downtownThe horns are marching behind the commoditiesWe're living in the suburbs drownin...
Posted by Married to the music on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 08:10:00 PST

Concede

Am I the only kid breathing? I wonder if we’re gonna be right. To see their faces wouldn’t be worth it. I hope we’re wrong. God, let us be wrong.How can you rape the beauty!? Shirk...
Posted by Married to the music on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 12:46:00 PST

Let me let go

Let me let go so my focus will readjust.Endless tears force my eyes to rust.What what what... what goes on here?Trying so hard but I can't see clearlyNo I can't see what's happening to me on this bus ...
Posted by Married to the music on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 04:35:00 PST

not to dwell

I saw a blur, a blur of a girlRun around the corner.  First instinct to chase her.But I can't be that obvious, oblivious to consequencesSo I stalk from a distance. Boy, be patient.Let your mind's...
Posted by Married to the music on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 12:23:00 PST

sassy broads.

They call our name, especially in heat.  They come out at night when they're ready to meetThe lucky one of us who's gonna take them home.And we all stand and stare and let our eyes roam.We check ...
Posted by Married to the music on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 05:58:00 PST

Jaded Yacht

Lonely ship on the blueNew storms confront every dayCaught off guardThe captain has no clue But how easy would it be for the shipTo tie off at shore and resideAnd as easy as that soundsThere's not a s...
Posted by Married to the music on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 07:12:00 PST

Delirious Drug-induced DeLorean Daredevil

Starlit Night, Not as cool as a moonlit night. Not as warm as a sunny day.Not as dark as a cave, or a grave.The stars are as bright as freedom to a slave.As excited as children Christmas Day.Star...
Posted by Married to the music on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 07:00:00 PST

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Climbing on out after delving insideThe fearful bowl of secrets that the future hides.excitement at first, but then slowly digressedTo a stagnant stew, a colorless hue; it was only blessedWith one spo...
Posted by Married to the music on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 08:58:00 PST

a scripted life.

Don't let them eat meIt's not like I taste good.They want me as a part of themselves.  My cells in jars on their shelves.Drink this.  Sign here.  Right this way, sir.Here's your new home.  Here's your...
Posted by Married to the music on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 08:48:00 PST

Follow the lovebirds.

Let the record spin.It won't go anywhere.Sit back and mellow down,Lie there and stare. Close your eyes; let go of it all.Your mind'll take you for a ride.Trust in me, Trust in we,Follow us, We'll take...
Posted by Married to the music on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 08:38:00 PST