Saturday, January 31, 2015
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Getting Back Into It
6:25 AM - Wake Up
Herr's Jalapeno Poppers Flavored Cheese Curls
16 oz. Monster Energy
Turkish Royal
Breakfast Of Champions. *heavy sigh*
Tired. Feel Dirty. Avoiding doing zazen because it "doesn't feel right."
Going to internet for a bit and then shower and then attempt again.
Come on, Mr. Sun. Wake up and then wake -me- up!
7:07AM - Smoked on the patio waiting for the sun to get up, lazy fuck is sleepin' in, it would seem...
9:44AM - Been dickin' around on the internet for a while. Procrastinating. Trying to warm/wake up. Time for annuva energy drank n a puff and to see if that helps get my ass goin'!
10:08AM - Shower Power! Felt good, invigorating. Exactly what the Doctor ordered.
11:15AM - CAN'T FIND MY FREAKIN' GYM SHORTS!
Vitamin By Incubus
I'm born
I'm alive
I breathe
In a moment or two I realize,
that the sphere upon which I reside,
is asleep on its feet.
should I should I should I go back to sleep?
We orbit the sun
I grow up
my open eyes see...
A zombified, somnambulist society.
Leaving us as vitamins
for the hibernating human animal.
Do you see what I mean?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
On the surface you hate,
but you know you need me.
I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit.
Whatever helps you swallow truth
all the more easily.
And I wonder, will you digest me?
Into the sleep machine I won't plug in,
in fact I'd rather die before I will comply.
To you, my friend,
I write the reason I still live,
'cause in my mind it's set the vitamin is ripe to give
Coming closer to another 2000 years
you and I will pry
the closed eye of the sleep machine
12:00PM - leave for gym.
201.5lbs.
Squats - 20@55, 2x10@95
Stiff-Leg Deads - 2x10@135
Hanging Knee Raises/Feet Elevated Crunches - 2x10
Pulldowns/Flat Bench - 2x10@95
Lateral Raises/Shrugs - 2x10@15/135
Handstand x 10secs.
1:30PM - Leave with Abbey to Sheetz.
Search for amiibos: FAIL. Quest to reserve amiibos: DENIED.
Subway Big Hot Pastrami: Delicious.
Naan and hummus from Kuhn's plus a sweet lil plushy rose for Abbles.
5:30PM - Home, cleaning.
7:51PM - Layin' it dahn fer a nap.
9:30PM - HOLY SHIT, I SUCCESSFULLY NAPPED. Left to Sheetz to snag Abs.
Burrito, FIZZ CITY.
10:55PM - Home, chillin' wit Abs, bout to get into a moobie.
Met the potential new owner of my building last night. New landlord? Yes please. Possible renovations and removal of desire to move, YES PLEASE. Dudeman's also a hip-hop producer with a studio right next to my place, so I threw him Joe Long's name in an effort to finally get ma mans recognized for talents. If you're into hip-hop/rap, click the link to his soundcloud below... YOU WILL NOT BE DISAPPOINTED.
JOSH VISH AND THE TALK SHOW, coming soon! First guest: Joe Long!
11:15PM - Introducing Abbey to one of Kubrick's seminal masterpieces: A Clockwork Orange. -- This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultraviolence.
Enjoying Naan and hummus with Abbey whilst engaging in a bit of the old ultraviolence. Afterwards, likely a bit of the old in/out in/out. IVVYANOWUDDAMEEN. (I mean sex. As in sexual intercourse. You see, because the penis enters the vagina and then partially recedes before entering again in varying speeds of succession.)
3:16AM - Actually, scratch dat. The finicky PS2 decided that we watch Pursuit of Happyness instead. A much better choice for the evening I've come to realize. Touche, PS2, touche.
I WANT TO HELP PEOPLE. I WANT TO FEED PEOPLE. I WANT TO TAKE CARE OF PEOPLE.
Herr's Jalapeno Poppers Flavored Cheese Curls
16 oz. Monster Energy
Turkish Royal
Breakfast Of Champions. *heavy sigh*
Tired. Feel Dirty. Avoiding doing zazen because it "doesn't feel right."
Going to internet for a bit and then shower and then attempt again.
Come on, Mr. Sun. Wake up and then wake -me- up!
7:07AM - Smoked on the patio waiting for the sun to get up, lazy fuck is sleepin' in, it would seem...
9:44AM - Been dickin' around on the internet for a while. Procrastinating. Trying to warm/wake up. Time for annuva energy drank n a puff and to see if that helps get my ass goin'!
10:08AM - Shower Power! Felt good, invigorating. Exactly what the Doctor ordered.
11:15AM - CAN'T FIND MY FREAKIN' GYM SHORTS!
Vitamin By Incubus
I'm born
I'm alive
I breathe
In a moment or two I realize,
that the sphere upon which I reside,
is asleep on its feet.
should I should I should I go back to sleep?
We orbit the sun
I grow up
my open eyes see...
A zombified, somnambulist society.
Leaving us as vitamins
for the hibernating human animal.
Do you see what I mean?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
On the surface you hate,
but you know you need me.
I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit.
Whatever helps you swallow truth
all the more easily.
And I wonder, will you digest me?
Into the sleep machine I won't plug in,
in fact I'd rather die before I will comply.
To you, my friend,
I write the reason I still live,
'cause in my mind it's set the vitamin is ripe to give
Coming closer to another 2000 years
you and I will pry
the closed eye of the sleep machine
12:00PM - leave for gym.
201.5lbs.
Squats - 20@55, 2x10@95
Stiff-Leg Deads - 2x10@135
Hanging Knee Raises/Feet Elevated Crunches - 2x10
Pulldowns/Flat Bench - 2x10@95
Lateral Raises/Shrugs - 2x10@15/135
Handstand x 10secs.
1:30PM - Leave with Abbey to Sheetz.
Search for amiibos: FAIL. Quest to reserve amiibos: DENIED.
Subway Big Hot Pastrami: Delicious.
Naan and hummus from Kuhn's plus a sweet lil plushy rose for Abbles.
5:30PM - Home, cleaning.
7:51PM - Layin' it dahn fer a nap.
9:30PM - HOLY SHIT, I SUCCESSFULLY NAPPED. Left to Sheetz to snag Abs.
Burrito, FIZZ CITY.
10:55PM - Home, chillin' wit Abs, bout to get into a moobie.
Met the potential new owner of my building last night. New landlord? Yes please. Possible renovations and removal of desire to move, YES PLEASE. Dudeman's also a hip-hop producer with a studio right next to my place, so I threw him Joe Long's name in an effort to finally get ma mans recognized for talents. If you're into hip-hop/rap, click the link to his soundcloud below... YOU WILL NOT BE DISAPPOINTED.
JOSH VISH AND THE TALK SHOW, coming soon! First guest: Joe Long!
11:15PM - Introducing Abbey to one of Kubrick's seminal masterpieces: A Clockwork Orange. -- This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultraviolence.
Enjoying Naan and hummus with Abbey whilst engaging in a bit of the old ultraviolence. Afterwards, likely a bit of the old in/out in/out. IVVYANOWUDDAMEEN. (I mean sex. As in sexual intercourse. You see, because the penis enters the vagina and then partially recedes before entering again in varying speeds of succession.)
3:16AM - Actually, scratch dat. The finicky PS2 decided that we watch Pursuit of Happyness instead. A much better choice for the evening I've come to realize. Touche, PS2, touche.
I WANT TO HELP PEOPLE. I WANT TO FEED PEOPLE. I WANT TO TAKE CARE OF PEOPLE.
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Way Too Awake
It's just so hard for me to sleep sometimes.
The Ego is not something to be overcome or extinguished. It is not something to be transcended or eliminated. It is simply to be acknowledged. While directly identifying with it is dangerous in a sense and can lead to many problems for the perceived individual, so too can completely distancing oneself from it. Buddhism and many similar philosophies say, "Look, I am the whole thing. The sky, the trees, the birds, the water. I am every blade of grass. I am nothing." And then you ask, "What about Ego?" "Oh. Well. I'm everything -BUT- that. The Ego is evil. U_U"
I am beyond sick and tired of the demonizing of the Ego.
Existence is trying its hardest to trick itself into existence. Existence is existence trying to trick itself into being real. Existence is existence trying to convince itself that it's real.
Death is an even greater illusion than life. The illusion of death is how we create life.
Fear/Death/Pain = The Cosmic Punishment.
Just like spanking or grounding before it, from your parents, soon too will you realize how laughable a punishment these are. Just like the time you stood bravely before your parents and said, "Go ahead, spank me. Ground me. I don't care. I'm still gonna do what I want." now you find yourself standing before the universe saying, "Go ahead, hurt me. Kill me. I don't care. I'm still gonna do what I want."
Now unlike with your parents, this proclamation is not for them. It's for you. With your parents, you were saying it to them. With the universe, you're saying it to yourself.
Without the threat of death there is no motivation to live.
How does it work? - Science and Its Followers, spill out over creation, denying their own divinity in order to prove the solidity of existence to their peers, and perhaps, ultimately to themselves.
We must work on our weaknesses and make them our strengths. It's your whole purpose here. You are this incredibly impossible thing born at this impossible time. Once you've acknowledged that you can begin operating realistically.
My ADHD created my OCD.
Infinity is all here.
How do you convince someone that nothing is real? How do you make nothing seem real? How do you make something out of nothing?
Simple. You manufacture an individual that believes it to be so.
Learning to ask the right questions.
By living your life to the fullest you help the cosmos better render reality. By mapping out what is possible with your random set of data you share the result with the collective.
Robo-Buddha? Robo-Jesus? Robo-Philosopher?
Perhaps The End Of Reality would better be referred to as The Edge Of Reality.
How does matter appear solid? Where does its solidity come from?
Why can't we fly?
Be honest with yourself.
Have the strength and courage to sit and listen and be honest with yourself.
Met or confronted with God, there are only two desires to be had: kill/eat or fuck. Which are essentially the same desire: reunion. All paths are the same. All seek reunion with the divine.
Combining consciousnesses?
Your problems/obstacles are opportunities for greatness/glory.
To religious fanatics "the world" or existence seems inherently evil or flawed, almost because it is, but more because of staunch adherence to duality. The reason the world seems inherently evil or flawed is because it is. Everything is based off of a lie. The Great Lie. The Great Lie: This Is Real. The Truth beyond that, and the creative force behind it is Love. We Told That Lie To Ourselves In An Effort To Love Ourselves.
Problems remain, because problems remain. Working through problems is all there is to do here. It's a test. A game. Something to do.
Multiple Personality Disorder and other mental illnesses remain because the Cosmos has not learned to cure itself of them yet. BECAUSE curing itself of them means relinquishing the illusion of separateness.
The Ego is not something to be overcome or extinguished. It is not something to be transcended or eliminated. It is simply to be acknowledged. While directly identifying with it is dangerous in a sense and can lead to many problems for the perceived individual, so too can completely distancing oneself from it. Buddhism and many similar philosophies say, "Look, I am the whole thing. The sky, the trees, the birds, the water. I am every blade of grass. I am nothing." And then you ask, "What about Ego?" "Oh. Well. I'm everything -BUT- that. The Ego is evil. U_U"
I am beyond sick and tired of the demonizing of the Ego.
Existence is trying its hardest to trick itself into existence. Existence is existence trying to trick itself into being real. Existence is existence trying to convince itself that it's real.
Death is an even greater illusion than life. The illusion of death is how we create life.
Fear/Death/Pain = The Cosmic Punishment.
Just like spanking or grounding before it, from your parents, soon too will you realize how laughable a punishment these are. Just like the time you stood bravely before your parents and said, "Go ahead, spank me. Ground me. I don't care. I'm still gonna do what I want." now you find yourself standing before the universe saying, "Go ahead, hurt me. Kill me. I don't care. I'm still gonna do what I want."
Now unlike with your parents, this proclamation is not for them. It's for you. With your parents, you were saying it to them. With the universe, you're saying it to yourself.
Without the threat of death there is no motivation to live.
How does it work? - Science and Its Followers, spill out over creation, denying their own divinity in order to prove the solidity of existence to their peers, and perhaps, ultimately to themselves.
We must work on our weaknesses and make them our strengths. It's your whole purpose here. You are this incredibly impossible thing born at this impossible time. Once you've acknowledged that you can begin operating realistically.
My ADHD created my OCD.
Infinity is all here.
How do you convince someone that nothing is real? How do you make nothing seem real? How do you make something out of nothing?
Simple. You manufacture an individual that believes it to be so.
Learning to ask the right questions.
By living your life to the fullest you help the cosmos better render reality. By mapping out what is possible with your random set of data you share the result with the collective.
Robo-Buddha? Robo-Jesus? Robo-Philosopher?
Perhaps The End Of Reality would better be referred to as The Edge Of Reality.
How does matter appear solid? Where does its solidity come from?
Why can't we fly?
Be honest with yourself.
Have the strength and courage to sit and listen and be honest with yourself.
Met or confronted with God, there are only two desires to be had: kill/eat or fuck. Which are essentially the same desire: reunion. All paths are the same. All seek reunion with the divine.
Combining consciousnesses?
Your problems/obstacles are opportunities for greatness/glory.
To religious fanatics "the world" or existence seems inherently evil or flawed, almost because it is, but more because of staunch adherence to duality. The reason the world seems inherently evil or flawed is because it is. Everything is based off of a lie. The Great Lie. The Great Lie: This Is Real. The Truth beyond that, and the creative force behind it is Love. We Told That Lie To Ourselves In An Effort To Love Ourselves.
Problems remain, because problems remain. Working through problems is all there is to do here. It's a test. A game. Something to do.
Multiple Personality Disorder and other mental illnesses remain because the Cosmos has not learned to cure itself of them yet. BECAUSE curing itself of them means relinquishing the illusion of separateness.
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
just go with it. write.
9:12am
Wednesday Morning.
Awoke late to alarm.
Hard time getting out of bed.
Grind up a Fruit Roll-Up pack, smoke.
9:39 - Spontaneous journaling.
Powerful feelings for/toward Abbey. An overwhelming urge to hug and kiss her as she sleeps and the very strong desire to move her from the couch to the bed.
"Big Heart" feeling.
"Not enough time" feeling.
Overwhelmed feeling.
Overwhelmed with feeling.
Overwhelmed by feeling.
Listening to music, entirely out of the question.
Feels good to type. Feel the need to observe/document/recall.
Hair is in two french braids, beard in two braids. Robe.
7.30
Smoked.
Ate.
Smoked.
Forgot wallet.
Stopped at bank for cash right beforehand.
Pacific Rim.
Bought T-Bones with Abbey.
Breakfast.
Smoked.
Chest Tuesday. -- Abbey napped.
Seared steaks.
Ate steak with Abbey.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ARNOLD SCHWARZENEGGER. THE AUSTRIAN OAK. 66.
7.31.13
9:50am
9:52am
9:55am Arduously carry Abbey to bed. Cursed acid blankie.
SPEED UP. VERY AWARE OF TIME.
DISHES.
burnt butter.
WASH AND TRY AGAIN.
5 eggs, 3 white, 2 whole. Oatmeal wtih whole milk, 1/2 banana, cinnamon. 1 centrum.
Knight.
WEDNESDAY BACK
DON'T WANNA GO TO WORK. WANNA STAY HOME AND CUDDLE WIF ABBEY.
SUPER COOKIES N CREAM ICE CREAM. DIRT SUNDAE SPECIAL.
nap wif abbey
work
smoke wif coworker
walk home
munchies
movie
sleep.
Wednesday Morning.
Awoke late to alarm.
Hard time getting out of bed.
Grind up a Fruit Roll-Up pack, smoke.
9:39 - Spontaneous journaling.
Powerful feelings for/toward Abbey. An overwhelming urge to hug and kiss her as she sleeps and the very strong desire to move her from the couch to the bed.
"Big Heart" feeling.
"Not enough time" feeling.
Overwhelmed feeling.
Overwhelmed with feeling.
Overwhelmed by feeling.
Listening to music, entirely out of the question.
Feels good to type. Feel the need to observe/document/recall.
Hair is in two french braids, beard in two braids. Robe.
7.30
Smoked.
Ate.
Smoked.
Forgot wallet.
Stopped at bank for cash right beforehand.
Pacific Rim.
Bought T-Bones with Abbey.
Breakfast.
Smoked.
Chest Tuesday. -- Abbey napped.
Seared steaks.
Ate steak with Abbey.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ARNOLD SCHWARZENEGGER. THE AUSTRIAN OAK. 66.
7.31.13
9:50am
9:52am
9:55am Arduously carry Abbey to bed. Cursed acid blankie.
SPEED UP. VERY AWARE OF TIME.
DISHES.
burnt butter.
WASH AND TRY AGAIN.
5 eggs, 3 white, 2 whole. Oatmeal wtih whole milk, 1/2 banana, cinnamon. 1 centrum.
Knight.
WEDNESDAY BACK
DON'T WANNA GO TO WORK. WANNA STAY HOME AND CUDDLE WIF ABBEY.
SUPER COOKIES N CREAM ICE CREAM. DIRT SUNDAE SPECIAL.
nap wif abbey
work
smoke wif coworker
walk home
munchies
movie
sleep.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
MOAR .GIFS!!!
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| Lul Jimmy Two-Shoes |
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| "Haha, what?" |
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| xcubes me, wtf ru doing? |
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| jackin 'it |
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| schmokin' it, jerkin' it |
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| BEARD RUB IN PROGRESS |
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| "The" Point |
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| Lick: Version 1 |
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| Lick: Version 2 |
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| Version 1 |
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| Version 2 |
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| Version 3 |
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| Version 4 |
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| fink fink fink |
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| nuzzles |
Thursday, February 14, 2013
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