Urge to Get Lost

I'm not talking about the TV show we have all been deprived of since last May. I am actually talking about the acute overload of our brains mainly due to the media. With both the American and Canadian elections getting a bulk of the media's attention, I have the urge to lock myself up and throw away the key. The coverage on all the candidates is cancerous and makes me want to vomit. Here's to hoping that no one wins and complete anarchy takes over. Here's to hoping the world really does end as the Mayan's predicted it. Here's to our non-existent future, (this isn't as pessimistic as it seems-- our future literally does not exist yet).

Either way, humanity is in a downward spiral which may or may not lead to the complete obliteration of what we have come to know and live with comfortably... I'm just praying that it results in something cool, like out of Jurassic Park 2, but less 'Vince Vaughn'  aka less lame...


P&L

Random Wednesday?

on the cusp of knowing how little sleep i'll be getting tonight, i default back to not knowing.... this is comforting.

Terminal

I can't for the life of me begin to think of what it would be like to have a known expiration date. It wouldn't be horrible, but I know that my procrastination would overtake me and I wouldn't do the things I've always wanted to.

I am a Cliché

Here I am, oblivious to the entire world and my immediate surroundings giving into the pop-culture cliche of blogging in a Apple Store. My systematic demise and fall into the obscurity of the current world is more or less complete. This means I have 3 options:

1. Leave here fully knowing I have sold out.

2. Look at the dude next to me doing the same thing.

3. Continue with this and blog in as many Apple Stores as I can.

Option three seems the most adventurous.

Apple Store

Ste-Catherine

Montreal

Closer to Clairity

Closed doors may leave behind opened windows.
Allowing yourself to become seduced by the dark passenger is a must.
Mercy, by definition, is a tool of the weak.
The ambiguous will one day prevail.
Breathing has now taken its toll.
All this means is that its coming closer.

Le Weekend

Nothing beats getting away from reality. Whether its a day-dream at work or a weekend getaway to someone else's family party... its great. Obviously I write this for a reason, I did in fact attend another's family reunion, and the best part was that I was at ease the entire time. Having to meet new people, mingle with strangers and friends of all ages and upbringings was calming, and having been witness to such a powerful event brought about a feeling that I thought I would never be able to top. Then I drove back to the city alone smoking a joint, listening to music, with the windows down. Perfection followed me where ever I went, and now I wait for her to catch up with me on Wednesday.

helL.A.'s rooms

Fuck you reality. There's nothing more gratifying than a punch in the face... maybe delivering a punch in the face. If people didn't have such urges then the world would be a boring, uneventful predetermined line. Like a graph in Calculus.... deathly boring.

If you live your life this way then its gonna change. Know that. A brilliant writer came up with this: Life is a series of rooms, and its the people in those rooms that define who you are. Most people live on a constant, I don't want to live my life in the same series of bland rooms. I am not going to live my life in the same rooms. I'm leaving this room.