Dead blogs and Neurotic fogs

Continual minor stress
always in the background
thinking it's all bullshit
but still caring too much
you know you shouldn't

Measuring yourself against
standards that don't exist
knowing it's a game
but still playing by their rules
self-imposed restrictions

Tearing yourself down
piece by piece
dreading it all
wondering why
you can't just stop

Listening to the fear
unless you're distracted
is that the best we can do
find the best distractions
and hope for the best?

Finding faults is easy
seeing truth is hard
living for tomorrow
because of yesterday
why not now?

Thinking you know better
but finding out you don't
contemplating everything
understanding nothing
caught in your own trap

Delaying and dismaying
being ruled by perception
limitations you place on yourself
holding patterns of the mind
cramping your own style

Supreme Harmony and Enhanced Righteousness*

*Title relates to: Forbidden City Beijing...

OCD v ICD

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder versus Impulse Control Disorder

Look them up I guess, I'm being a bit lazy...

OCD:
Anxious thoughts can influence our behaviour, which is helpful at times. For example, thinking 'I may have left the oven on' leads to you checking the oven and keeping things safe.

ICD:
Impulse control disorder (ICD) is a class of psychiatric disorders characterized by impulsivity – failure to resist a temptation, urge or impulse that may harm oneself or others. Many psychiatric disorders feature impulsivity, including substance-related disorders,attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, antisocial personality disorder, borderline personality disorder, conduct disorder and mood disorders.

Lost in the Scray Hole

Moved countries about a month ago, so here's some youtube music vids to view...


https://youtu.be/Z32tgLHEEBc



https://youtu.be/LDsxtBVLyss


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https://youtu.be/Pe1J4mdVNIY



Once, again sorry for the lack of content/conext, just been mucking around too much and instagramming like a champ.


Collingwood = Portlandia of Victoria


Rando Van Schlando

Infrequent Disclosure

Even though not many people read this, I would just like to explain why I don't put much stuff on here lately.

As you might see, this is just an outlet for me to express my thoughts and chuck up some random stuff that I think I will want to remember in future, if I ever get around to reading my blog.

But as I have been using twitter lately as a 140 character method to discard my thoughts and angry protests I have found less need to update this. So check out @Yossarian25 for more crapola and stuff.

Also I seem to spend heaps more time lately on my Tablet than on my laptop, which seems to be having battery issues. And life in general takes up too much time. See procrastination.

Ohhh, but I am moving countries soon, so that could kick me back into writing more, but might not.

BTW, still listening to a bit of random music lately:

Current songs on high rotate snapshot:

• The Weeknd - The Hills  
• DJ Snake - Middle (Audio) ft. Bipolar Sunshine

Also Kendrick's performance at the Grammys impressed the heck out of me for many reasons, both artistically and politically. Kanye is still a douche though...

But this ain't a music blog though, just a slice of life

They Found Waves in Space

Gravity


Strong Interaction


Weak Interaction


Electromagnetism






Fire


Earth


Wind


Water


Heart

My Animated Voice-over Dream Team

Mel Blanc

Billy West

John DiMaggio

Kristen Schaal

Kevin Michael Richardson

H. Jon Benjamin

Dan Castellaneta

Harry Shearer

Hank Azaria

Tress MacNeille

Tom Kenny

Eugene Mirman

David Herman

Phil LaMarr

Dana Snyder

Teach The Controversy

A temporary collection of atoms

an accumulation of (soul) consciousness

my overall contributions to humanity....

hmmmmm

hmmmmm

anyway...









I don't want to go back to the 1950's,
let's just say my tan wouldn't have been an asset back then...

Killing Time

Can't sum it up and find it hard to articulate exactly...

but something is wrong with the people ruling us

and the massive corporations that control our media etc.

greed is good, ignorance is bliss, yada yada yada

and anyone who thinks the environment is more important than jobs gets freely labeled a 'commie' or some other such slur, but the 'Captains of Industry' and their talking heads (see FOX) never get called 'fascists' openly and if someone did they'd have a shit fit...

don't necessarily believe many of the conspiracy theories out there but I have to admit a few of them can't be dis-proven

just seems so weird that the acts the terrorists commit, usually play out so well for the dominant hegemony, don't want to think about it too much cos even if it's true, most peeps will never believe it and you can't really do anything to change it, can you? If you go on about it too much, people just fink you're some kindo ID10t. probally crazy, half hand, handcuffed covered in chocolate, Dipped in Irony, a dirty baseline and some oral pleasure.


aNd a feather (boa)

Test Slice

We teach others how to treat us.

We are prisoners of comparison.

We impose order on an unordered system.

Inaction, is still a form of action.

Corporate Beneficiaries of Post-Modernity

Cartoons you should (have) watched...


((In no particular order (that I can see))

• Aqua Teen Hunger Force
• Archer
• Rick and Morty
• Brickleberry
• Adventure Time
• Regular Show
• The Boondocks
• Wander over Yonder
• Sanjay and Craig
• Gravity Falls
• Trip Tank
• Bojack Horseman
• Sealab 2021
• American Dad
• The Cleveland Show
• Ren and Stimpy
• Bob's Burgers

And so on, etc...

Reform Project

Dream Pipes

Futile acts can be the most fun...

Don't leave out the best bits.

Mind Shaft

Rights Issues

___________
wealthy
successful

entitled
inherited

dominant
defensive

agressive
protective

natural
innate

Stay Alive Or Die Trying

We need to validate your existing perceptions...

My tears taste like sadness mixed with love.

Remain in charge...

Back In the Day (Pointless Nostalgia Alert)

10 years is a long time in terms of the internet...

But it's fuck all in the scheme of things...




Wednesday, May 18, 2005

The Meaning Of Life...

Why are we here? Where else would we be?
Why do we come up with questions that have no agreed upon explanation? Because we're curious, bored or Trying to avoid thoughts about something worse like, responsibilities we don't want. Our impending deaths or just the general destruction our species is inflicting upon the planet. 

(Woh thats a bit heavy ain't it? Better go watch TV so we don't have to think about that!)

Or are we more worried that our questions have no answers or that we will never learn the answer in our lifetime (what's next?).

What is gonna happen to us when our heart no longer pumps, our brain no longer thinks and we generally start to lose our accumulated molecules? Well no one really knows, so all we can do is argue over who has the best theory. Every pursuit of knowledge (or just answers) be it religion, science or any other attempt to explain what we are and why we're doing it. But what most of these approaches forget is that, no one knows! There is no monopoly on the truth. We can't predict the future. We don't even all agree on what has happened in the past. So what we should be doing is listening, thinking and quietly try to figure out whats going on as we wander through this giant maze, searching for the cheese. 

So this blog if I keep adding to it will explore aspects of whatever I am currently interested in, while putting it in the context of my thoughts about life, love and the universe.
So its just a big load of bollocks!! Refreshing though isn't it???

Tough Love {Cruel to be Kind?}

When you love somebody and bite your tongue all you get is a mouthful of blood

"When U Love Somebody" - By Fruit Bat

Discuss:

Going Up For Fake

Too many people these days think that how they look is who they are, it's more a representative snapshot of current innovations, which are continually changing and evolving... unless you are comfortable enough to not give a shit, either cos your way too cool or way too uncool. No but seriously it's just clothes and shit FFS.

But glad you're making an effort.

Unintended Subtext and Over use of Irony

Internet: (that includes you twitter)
Can you...?
Stop getting so angry about everything and abusing people you don't know.

Especially if the reason for your rant is to protest bullying, which you're now doing.

Call off the lynch mob and just stop telling people to fuck off and die!!
Even though I have trouble not doing the exact same!
and some of these vermin need to go down a peg or two.

But it's funnier if you don't tell them to die or threaten rape/death.
So I guess that a bit of a line there not to cross, if you couldn't make it out. Fo yo self.

We (pretty much) all have opinions, some of them strong, and I'm not trying to stop people expressing these, but there's still a limit to how awful you can be.
So stop going straight for the nastiest nastiness,
If yoou can...
Plzz!

Buffer Capacity and Contingency Plans

Are Important.

Meaningless buzzwords like:
The Ninja-Guru-Rockstar going forward.

The Alpha and Omega:
One and the same. Everything.

Built-up hierarchies:
 of entrenched discrimination:
   and incumbency...
School-to Prison/Prism Pipeline

Write a short story about a fictional future where climate change talks have turned nasty. And some countries effected by global warming/extreme weather have gone to war to attack polluters. A shadow cold war is developing into a full on grudge match. Along the old battle lines. Strange alliances form to defeat shared enemies. East vs West. Old vs New...
(dystopias rule!)

Trying to think outside the square...

Like, uh, this is your lucky day, see
I will uh like, you know, fill you in how come
Suppose you like didn't, uuuh
Run up to a couple of sweet guy like us."
"Heavens no!"
"Oh yeah well we wouldn't want that to happen."
"So I tell you what we're gonna do."
"Oh let's just dispense with formalities
And uh, get down to like business.



Verbal Animé - The Herbaliser

Box n Whisker Graphs

Aesop Rock -  Nine To Fivers Anthem


Zoom in to the fuming of an aggravated breed
Via the study of post-adolescent agitated seeds
Half the patients wasted self prior to Commencement
So I focus on the urban Oxygen samples, the half that made it breathe
They sold Pompeii impression, waste infections
And twelve steps to lesson
Cretins swiftly tippy toe on hard to swallow, barter concepts
The give-it get-it, never let it self passport our stubbornness
Martyrs talks money causes in a harvesting Spartacus
And so on I've thrown long Hail Mary bombs
Toward cookie-cutter Mother Natures bedazzled synthetic fabrics
Life treats the peasants like
They tried to fuck his woman while he slept inside
Well they're merely chasing perfectionist emblems
When the clock strikes nine
I'll be waking with the best of routine caffeine team players
For the cycle of it
Under a dusted angel heart string Big Brother is watching
My odometer like buzzard to fallen elk, talking stealth
We got babies, rubber stamps, and briefcase parts
We on some door-to-door now
Order ten dollars or more, we'll shove it down your throat for free
I'll sacrifice my inborn tendencies
For copper pennies for one commanding "Gimme that"
So we can retain baby fat
Make the biter snake bedlam
Holocaust freak, heckle shiesty brain headroom shaped planet
Make a move, pause, make a move break cannon
Bent barrel one eight zero, you'll turn, squeeze, ending
It's on like it's never been
It's bleeding well
It's bigger than a breadbox
It corrodes my leaky finance
I'll take my seat atop the Brooklyn Bridge
With a Coke and a bag of chips
To watch a thousand lemmings plummet just because
The first one slipped
Sometimes I laugh at victory, kissing these little question marks
I tend to underestimate my average
Just another bastard savage
Someday you'll all eat out of my cold hand
Cuz every dog has its day
At which point, I'll pull it away

[Hook]
Now we the American working population
Hate the fact that eight hours a day
Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us
And we may not hate our jobs
But we hate jobs in general
That don't have to do with fighting our own causes
We the American working population
Hate the nine-to-five day-in day-out
When we'd rather be supporting ourselves
By being paid to perfect the pastimes
That we have harbored based solely on the fact
That it makes us smile if it sounds dope

[Verse 2]
It's the year of the silkworm
Everything I built burned yesterday
Let's display the purpose that these stilts serve
Elevate the spreading of the silk germ
Trying to weave a web but all that I believe in is dead
Nah brother, it's the year of the jackal
Saddle up on high horse
My torch forced Polaris embarrassed
Shackle up the hassle by the dooming legend marriage
I bought some new sneakers
I just hope my legacy matches
It's the year of the landshark
Dry as sand, parched, damn get these men some water
They're out there being slaughtered
In meaningless wars so you don't have to bother
And can sit and soak the idiotbox trying to fuck their daughters
Man it's the year of the Orphan
Seated adjacent to the firefly circling the torches on your porches
Trying to guard the fortress of a king they've never seen or met
But all are trained to murder at the first sign of a threat
Maybe it's the year of the waterbug
Cockroach utter thug specimen
Fury spawned from dreaming of your next of kin
I'm still dealing with this mess I'm in
I've been the object of your ridicule
You've been a bitch lieutenant
God, it's the year of the underpaid employee
Spittin' forty plus a week
And tryin' to rape Earth on my off time
You bored dizzy, I can't keep myself busy enough
So you can run run run
And I'mma let you think you won
EVERYBODY!

[Hook]
We the American working population
Hate the fact that eight hours a day
Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us
And we may not hate our jobs
But we hate jobs in general
That don't have to do with fighting our own causes
We the American working population
Hate the nine to five day-in day-out
But we'd rather be supporting ourselves
By being paid to perfect the pastimes
That we have harbored based solely on the fact
That it makes us smile if it sounds dope

[Outro]
Fumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition and
Yawn and stretch and my life is a mess and
If I never make it home today, God bless
Fumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition and
Yawn and stretch and my life is a mess and
If I never make it home today, God bless






Could just delete the word "American" from the above though...


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tZtish6RPU

Better Titles For This Blog

Didn't Ask For Your Opinion

Focused on the Trivial

It All Depends On Everything

Times I Didn't Do Stuff

My Bloggy Shit in Time

Damaged by Existence

Altered by Measurement

Emboldened by Knowledge

Hardened by Experience

Toughened by Stuff

The Best Bits Don't Exist

Why Did I Bother

Words in Certain Orders

Lies, Truth and the Rest

I Hate Authority But I work for Them

Things by Me

Side Twaddle

Regrets say more about our present than our past...


10 years eh... (almost)

Too True To Be Good

Too this to be that

Too lurid to be punctual

Too loud to be classy

Too cultural to be austere

Too right to be left

Too eclectic to be controversial

Too Scotch to be Irish

Too long to be short

Too whatever to be epic

Too internet to be serious

Too hygienic to be ridiculed

Too bizarre to be interesting

Too sporadic to prolific

Too formulaic to be original

Too general to be specific

Too unknown to be mainstream

Too high to be underground

Fashionably Late

Lab Technician at Airport: This is real shit. This coke is pure shit.

Ray Hughes: It's good shit, right?

Lab Technician at Airport: I mean bad shit.

Ray Hughes: Bad shit like, "this shit is bad?"

Lab Technician at Airport: It's shit shit. This shit isn't worth shit. There's barely enough coke in here to attract the dogs. Anybody caught on the street with this would get killed.

Running Scared (1986) Quotes - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091875/quotes?item=qt0401732

New Tab

this is it*





*til later







(I love you)







probs

Breaking Barriers Over Minorities Heads

...while fleecing their wallets with lotteries and liquor yo!


It's hard to build an empire, when your just fighting to keep what you have...


NOne of it makes sense...
except the parts that aren't meant to

Remember The Intrinsic

...write down the rest.

pre-learned condition(ed)

Basic Courtesy

...goes a long way.

All Beauty Must Die

Disillusionment:

when the majority of people in your nation vote for people you can clearly see are crooks

when you have to just stop caring otherwise you'll go down with everyone

Pre-existing Conditions

It's either witch-hunts or victim-blaming, there is no middle ground...

cos the people that are listening aren't talking and the people talking aren't listening...

or we're all just a bunch of fucktards...

take your pick...

and a shovel

Save. Delete. Next.

We are nothing more than what we choose to reveal...

Time for some photos I guess? Why not...

Right they're out there now, deal with it!

Plausible Deniability

Sorry to both readers of this blog... I've not been on here lately unfortunately...

Got a bit sucked into twitter somehow instead (@yossarian25) and tried to get involved in the discussions (see occasionally funny hurled abuse and outrage) about #nzpol and other such topical thing-a-me-bobs and such...

I wanted to gain a following on the twitface.  But it seems that to gain traction and get noticed you not only need to be quick and sharp of wit, but also fairly prolific and focused on what twitter is doing... It's weird how you can basically tune into it and see all these flurries of debate and conflict that sometimes echo or spill over into mainstream discourse, but you have to watch very hard to keep up and as soon as you leave the conversation or stop paying attention: it's like you've been removed from the matrix and you just can't see all those voices and opinions flying around...

 I have to admit I like twitter at times, especially say around the time of big events, breaking news, elections, etc... but it demands too much attention to watch it all the time. Maybe if my job was writing this blog and not just a hobby I use to occasionally vent or reminisce, I would be able to weave it into my everyday routine a bit more, but work has been crazy busy just of late (so it goes) and I have been going back to the gym again, whilst trying to beat my girlfriend (that sounds wrong, until you read the rest of the sentence) in the now antique real-time strategy command and conquer: Generals: Zero Hour (circa. 2003) (but she's getting too good!) and get through season two of house of cards and all the other TV I try to fit in (daily show, regular show, the job lot, news, et al) as well as like you know see my friends, so get off my fucking back already for fucks sake! JOKING! Joking, that was just being silly... but yeah so you now know my life story (or you can piece it together from the other 630 odd posts I have put up previously over the last 10 years)...

 ohhh and I got some wireless bluetooth headphones and a bluetooth MP3 player, but I end up just using pandora on my phone most of the time. Oh and I won on bonus bonds too, that must be on the kiwiana bucket list for sure... Ohhh and trying to invent a few hashtags an get them to catch on and for some reason watching random old shit on youtube ffs...

That last sentence would have fitted in much better with the rest of the twit-palava above, such is life. So yeah I don't exactly manage my time well, I have fun though, and don't hurt anyone.

Random fact: bought a hacky sack the other day.

Bread for the Birds

Ok just a few links to things...
if you're not looking for that right now,
maybe try another post?
but anyway here are some things to click on:


http://instagram.com/satiregram

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taoism

http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2013/09/mr-thoms-street-art/

http://www.thoms.it/index.php

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcWRPIRxn2E

http://neetflux.tumblr.com/

Exception Reports

when I was a kid
lies were fibs
lunch was pies
farts were fluffs
chips were fries
sounds were tapes
good tv was on late
my heroes weren't fake

Siege Mentality

Temperament:________________________

Personality:________________________

Intellect:________________________

All of that.

Suboptimal Lifestyle Practices

--++=()=++--

Look & feel

Drag & drop

Cut & paste

Stand & deliver

Shop & go

Fish & chips

Cash & carry

Set & forget

Love & leave

Hot & heavy

Name & shame

Off & on

Rise & shine

Wash & wear

Heat & eat

Break & enter

Lift & shift

Tax & spend

Search & destroy

Down & out

Blame & denial

War & peace

Bump & Grind
Crackle & Pop
Serve & Protect
Wither & Die

Rape & pillage

--++=()=++--

By All Means Necessary

Group Soup Troop

Lymph Node Squad

Wed Croats Society

Low Dependency Unit

Project Support Posse

Forgotten Peoples Party

Sequential Patrol Group

Strategic Justice League

Inherently Unequal System

Unlimited Control Committee

Historical Justification Patrol

Corrupt Forication Organisation

Gullible Population Association 

Unauthorised Maneuver Brigade

Meteorological Catastrophe Club

Legitimate Businessmen's Institute



Who killed 2pac and biggie? Same people that took out Fred Hampton?

You're Favourite Colour Red...

Ok I don't usually like apologies, giving or receiving, but I am quite sorry.
Sorry that the images I'm about to post may have already been posted
by myself on an earlier date... possibly, maybe, probably...
I just hadn't seen them in a while and am a bit too lazy to go back
to make sure that they haven't already been, but who gives a flying fortress?

(0)(0)(0()0)(0)(0)

We'll call it greatest hits or some other excuse to recycle old shizz:

Tell me, who is to blame?

Pretty much all of us.

I get a bit angry about nothing sometimes, well not nothing
but just nothing I can control, like all the injustice in the world
(apologies for sounding extra emo on the line above)

I still can't decide whether there are elite conspiracies to fleece the poor
or if it's just an unfortunate bag-o-shight but no one really planned it.

I'd like to blame god or the people in charge of state and government
but I don't actually think anyone really wanted it to get as bad as it is...

I turn lots of things into games...

I enjoy life a lot more than I make it sound, cos without getting overly narcissistic I do think I am a good person, and I usually don't let myself get bored...

people probably think or assume I am a boring person, but if you can't entertain yourself aren't you the boring one?

Street Art Is Free Art (and so is stuff posted on the interwebs)

2 old things and 1 new thing:

gif muncher

time portals 

quasi-logos

#whatever