tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17165171705706960642024-09-02T00:33:55.742-07:00The Omnibushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06687868277189970186noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1716517170570696064.post-60458878170897365372010-10-13T19:16:00.000-07:002010-10-13T19:16:56.619-07:00Went in the woods the other day. It was nice. The leaves are changing colors. Fall is like the season of death. Everything is dying a little more everyday. It's a beautiful&nbsp;transformation, life into death. Winter and Summer both have their own intrinsic beauty about them. Some prefer Summer to Winter, others Winter to Summer. This Winter I plan on building an igloo and then just laying in it, listening to some Burzum. It seems to be a good idea,&nbsp;Norwegian&nbsp;music for the snow. It rained today. Now it's foggy. I'm still trying to keep the blog stream of&nbsp;consciousness. It's hard but if it works then I'll have some pure motherfucking Gonzo. I'll probably go out on an adventure this weekend. Shit'll be intense. Until then, I leave you with a little poem I wrote not too long ago.<br /> <div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>Test<o:p></o:p></u></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sterilize,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Band,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tap tap,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Prick,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Blood.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Waiting now.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cold room.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nice plant,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Leaves,</div><div style="text-align: center;">It’s fake.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Twitch.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fox news.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Old man,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Obama’s evil.</div><br /> <div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">It’s done.</div>The Omnibushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06687868277189970186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1716517170570696064.post-58555595840238149942010-10-11T18:47:00.000-07:002010-10-11T18:47:35.789-07:00I have very little to blog about. I might seem to be writing this blog about random awesome things but in reality, it's&nbsp;just&nbsp;because I can't decide on one topic. I also can't really plan out what to write in each post. I need some water. I'm taking a shot at stream of&nbsp;consciousness&nbsp;writing here. Fuckin' Fight Club put me up to it. I'm currently loving on that book with&nbsp;my&nbsp;heart and soul. Underneath the crazy motherfucker that is Tyler Durden lays some rather interesting ideas. Tyler Durden is within us all, there's a part in all of us that just wants to go around being manly and breaking shit. I should also mention now that I'm a writer on the side who can't write for shit.I mean just look at this post. It's poorly thought out writing with a hint of rambling laziness. Fuck my writing. You know what is good though? Electric Six. I picked up Zodiac recently and it really just blows their other albums out of the water. For those not in the know, Electric Six is a disco-garage rock band from Detroit who got short lived fame from their song "Gay Bar". I would actually tell people to buy their album. And I never buy music. They're&nbsp;just&nbsp;that good. In summary, go listen to Electric Six's <i>Zodiac</i>&nbsp;and read some <i>Fight Club. </i>I'm almost sure that they'll raise your testosterone so much you'll get bitch tits.The Omnibushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06687868277189970186noreply@blogger.com1