trixxy3

Humans are the cancer cells of the earth. We go around attacking the environment, expelling all these gases into the atmosphere through industry, upsetting the balance of things, taking over the whole place pretty much, after all it is ours for the taking right. Of course it it. Its human nature to look out for ourselves and be greedy and want everything without regard for anything else, well most people anyway. So here we go destroying the earth slowly, the early warning signs are there, if the earth were a person it would be booking an appointment to go see a doctor for a checkup, because things are not getting better, and it needs some rest and rejuvination. Funny though, there is all these advertisements about how people should get regular checkups, yet when it comes to something as important as the basis for the earths existence, no one really cares in the long term, i mean hey, i'll be long gone by then, so why should i bother.

On a lighter note, i have to break something, release a lot of pent up anger and frustration, then break down and cry.

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Ooh where are these flames coming from.

Those days. Those strange old days. Is there therapy in feeling reminiscent?

Ah fuck, im too volatile, now im not in that frame of mind anymore, and its hard to write about it.

Seriously i know im mature enough to know that im stupid, so i should know when not to and when to be.

It looked so much like something out of the 80s, the hairstyles, the feel of the dream, even the pubic hair was like it was out of the 80s. Fuzzy. 80s hair fuzz. Pubic hair disco fuzz. That feel to it. Afro Pubes and the Fuzz. That was a must own record from 1983.

I guess thats what watching eat carpet before you go to bed does to you though.

Lesson Learnt.

WHAT THE FUCKSKI?

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Great now i've lost my train of thought after doing something else. BAAAAH. fuck.

On Monday I think I will ask my boss if I can have a raise in order to pay off my taxes for the next 3 years.

We have bees in our bathroom. Just what exactly they are doing in there is anyones guess, but they are and its scary. I was standing in the shower, doing what you do, while the bees buzzed around. They were coming down from the light, so they must have a nest or something up there in the roof im guessing. We've had a lot of yucky things in our bathroom before, weve had maggots dropping from the same light too only this time last year, that was fun watching them drop out every minute or so and then crawl all over the floor. They would crawl into the shower cubicle thing, its an open floored one, no glass thing, only a curtain, and then i would proceed to drown them by kicking water at them and watching them go down the drain. Fun. Weve got possums in our roof aswell, i think one of them died that caused the maggot infestation. apart from the usual spiders, ticklebellys, millipedes and ants i think thats about all the animals weve had in that bathroom, no snakes as yet thank god. anyway back to the bees, i was watching them buzz around and they would stop on the bathmat, floor, bath, my preshower clothes, robe and towels. the last one got me a little worried. what if there was a bee on one of the towels that i would use to dry myself with? and it stung me. on the penis. ouch. the thought made me wince, that was my main concern, having a swollen penis......moreso. no, the pain would be bad. but the itch afterwards would be quite nice i must imagine it to be. hmmmm......anyway i didnt get stung and the bees are still in there. what a jolly interesting life.

If only I knew how to capture this, that feeling that eminates from just above your belly button, the third chakra, the yellow one, the one that you can feel radiating through your whole body like a pulsing, twirling writhing mass of life, that tickles your armpits, rises up through your chest and down your legs. An energy force for the body.

I feel invincible, untouchable, in control of my surroundings, completely external of a lot of the things going on within in my body, like my whole body is numb, just a shell for a soul that I am, very peaced out and content within myself.

I feel as though I could control things just by wishful thinking, eye contact, mind control, power over beings, thats how I feel.

Like a god.

I feel like i could fly. I wish i could fly, powered by this energy within that seems to lift me up above the world, weaving between stars, cruising through clouds, up in the air, getting totally blasted by the breeze, yet its extremely calm and peaceful, like happy gas, but with greater awareness. I want to fall over backwards, head over heels backwards, but then keep turning while i'm falling, not hitting the ground and coming back up again, all without touching the ground. Like a plane doing a loop-de-loop......and then take off and glide away.

Perhaps to a loony bin.

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Moderate
Schizoid:	Moderate
Schizotypal:	Moderate
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Low
Histrionic:	Low
Narcissistic:	High
Avoidant:	Low
Dependent:	Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Moderate
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The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

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Well this is it...........a live journal.............scary the thought of that.

A place where I can piss and moan about every little thing that shits me off under the sun, instead of keeping them locked up inside my mind. They can swim around, these little thoughts, out here in the deep dark depths of the internet, and be free, free as thoughts can be.

And thats it, all I wanted to say at the moment. So *waves*