(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins
Chorus:
From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shaded, God help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
(Slug):
It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your dianoetics
Three for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it
Five for your love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess
CHORUS
(Slug):
I'm catching ulcers from the child proof lighters
And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep
Floors got shifted since the high i got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to seek some reimbursement
For the nerve ending that burnt from the first hits
CHORUS
(Slug):
So fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hang-overs, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me INHIBITION, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built the tolerance, now it's more that I consume it
When it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., irony
But here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
CHORUS
(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life...
Saturday, September 25, 2010
I dont play these games...
Today is sucha beautiful day. Its so nice and overcast and its misty and wet, Im cold but fine with it, my kinda day. Had to share the same sleeping space with Lord Farquaad and yes it was a tight squeeze. The pillock cannot keep to himself. I had to fight him off my person 4 times, the first time it was ok because I kind only expected it to happen once but after a while I wasnt pushing him off, I was actually kicking him, got him in the chest at one time.
National Braai Day yesterday and it was a good day. So I have this girlfriend person and what not, haha ah so we spent the day together, lets say 11 and a half hours? Usually I dont do that, I get bored after a while and want to go pick daisies with my friends and yes I may have thought about them at some point but weirdly the urge was hardly there, I even slept during the day which is something generally impossible for me to do and sure it was probably like 10 minutes but it happened so I must thank you...
Hmm how do I put this... There is a level way a person usually acts, like I would hope in most cases Im considered to be somewhat normal and mature? I was looking around last night at all the pairs of people who were obviously joint at the hip cuz they all insisted on sharing a chair, myself included, and on the one side you get Hamster people, It was mostly male bravado and innuendos that were pretty obvious but seemed to be doing the job, dropping lines that would have them thinking.
And then just over there it was kinda similar but it was a bit further on than that. Working together to make impressions on each other because they've pretty much proven and secured each other so its not pressing but they still keep each other interested.
And then I looked back to us and I laughed a thousand laughs. "Donkey died, daddy cried, niggies not on". After all the clever song remarks and the close little eye winkings of the other pairs to the cackling of hyenas when it came to us Im sure people would assume these were a bunch of children and sure I will admit it was a bit child like but ah I loved it. I love the nonsense that springs up outta those kinda situations, proper tom foolery that others wont get but because its happenin at that time with that person it just doesnt matter, sure its not who you are and what you do for a living but when the mood to be a children takes, you dont let go. Thats all I wanted really, relaxed normality, not being governed by the need to perform that takes so many people now days. I sometimes hark back to those simpler times when things happened in more relaxed tones and sure Im too old for those things and I dont condone acting vaugely immature all the time but I would be lying if I said I didnt enjoy it...
Speaking about how one acts... I dont get why I must be flicked the bird, called a fxxk and then slapped in the face? If Im honest I'll admit that I did expect a little stand off of some kind, one cant not expect to be hit by a pie in the face at a clown school. I didnt however think I would be flicked the bird for scratchin my eyebrow on someones back, called a fxxk for laughing at a joke I was being told and then being slapped for sitting down and minding my own business. I promised I'd behave so the only thing I could do was keep my remarks, insults and various curses to myself and Im glad I did that, I dont play these games, I can get over something, I lack the ability to go on forever about something over and over again I get bored easily. I dont forget but I do clear it all to the back and after a while last night I was over it and Im sure the Watch Dog and I had a few decent conversations after that and I chose to ignore the little comments that were aimed for a bit of confrontation.
Im not at a stage where I cant be civil with people, I bury the hatchet but even so it is a shallow grave...
National Braai Day yesterday and it was a good day. So I have this girlfriend person and what not, haha ah so we spent the day together, lets say 11 and a half hours? Usually I dont do that, I get bored after a while and want to go pick daisies with my friends and yes I may have thought about them at some point but weirdly the urge was hardly there, I even slept during the day which is something generally impossible for me to do and sure it was probably like 10 minutes but it happened so I must thank you...
Hmm how do I put this... There is a level way a person usually acts, like I would hope in most cases Im considered to be somewhat normal and mature? I was looking around last night at all the pairs of people who were obviously joint at the hip cuz they all insisted on sharing a chair, myself included, and on the one side you get Hamster people, It was mostly male bravado and innuendos that were pretty obvious but seemed to be doing the job, dropping lines that would have them thinking.
And then just over there it was kinda similar but it was a bit further on than that. Working together to make impressions on each other because they've pretty much proven and secured each other so its not pressing but they still keep each other interested.
And then I looked back to us and I laughed a thousand laughs. "Donkey died, daddy cried, niggies not on". After all the clever song remarks and the close little eye winkings of the other pairs to the cackling of hyenas when it came to us Im sure people would assume these were a bunch of children and sure I will admit it was a bit child like but ah I loved it. I love the nonsense that springs up outta those kinda situations, proper tom foolery that others wont get but because its happenin at that time with that person it just doesnt matter, sure its not who you are and what you do for a living but when the mood to be a children takes, you dont let go. Thats all I wanted really, relaxed normality, not being governed by the need to perform that takes so many people now days. I sometimes hark back to those simpler times when things happened in more relaxed tones and sure Im too old for those things and I dont condone acting vaugely immature all the time but I would be lying if I said I didnt enjoy it...
Speaking about how one acts... I dont get why I must be flicked the bird, called a fxxk and then slapped in the face? If Im honest I'll admit that I did expect a little stand off of some kind, one cant not expect to be hit by a pie in the face at a clown school. I didnt however think I would be flicked the bird for scratchin my eyebrow on someones back, called a fxxk for laughing at a joke I was being told and then being slapped for sitting down and minding my own business. I promised I'd behave so the only thing I could do was keep my remarks, insults and various curses to myself and Im glad I did that, I dont play these games, I can get over something, I lack the ability to go on forever about something over and over again I get bored easily. I dont forget but I do clear it all to the back and after a while last night I was over it and Im sure the Watch Dog and I had a few decent conversations after that and I chose to ignore the little comments that were aimed for a bit of confrontation.
Im not at a stage where I cant be civil with people, I bury the hatchet but even so it is a shallow grave...
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I dont care what you say about your mates but mine are the best...
Ah here I am with My Ben friend writing my blog.
I've had a reasonably good day, I got out of school cuz my mom wanted to do some shopping which was chilled by me. I got my way on much quicker to be with the guys and it was most certainly worth it.
Scunthorpe decided to have a braai and I would've loved to see your face but ah my friends are beast machines.
I will admit I do miss my mates alot, Im so glad to be having some guy time. Have you ever just wanted to be with those of your kind that get who and what you want to do? Its been a good little braai and we can really do our thing and Im going on and on about nothin that is relevent but Im nearly "on" so Im about to leave...
Lets just say I wouldnt trade any of these guys for crap all...
I've had a reasonably good day, I got out of school cuz my mom wanted to do some shopping which was chilled by me. I got my way on much quicker to be with the guys and it was most certainly worth it.
Scunthorpe decided to have a braai and I would've loved to see your face but ah my friends are beast machines.
I will admit I do miss my mates alot, Im so glad to be having some guy time. Have you ever just wanted to be with those of your kind that get who and what you want to do? Its been a good little braai and we can really do our thing and Im going on and on about nothin that is relevent but Im nearly "on" so Im about to leave...
Lets just say I wouldnt trade any of these guys for crap all...
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
New Masco Gel, super strength
Out there is something more irritating that politicians, more infuriating than a wheel clamp, more common than pop music... People who hand out flyers.
It is impossible to walk anywhere in durban without having about a billion flyers thrust into your face at once, its like they've been strategically placed at your very next foot fall so you dont see anything besides pieces of paper. Its the same story every single day, if i so much as step out onto the street I'll be faced with people who somehow can make a piece of paper make a loud sorta of exploding noise just by forcing it upon you.
Today i kinda felt bad because i always just ignore them as hard as it is but those people are only doing their jobs. I must say tho i regret it, im sorry but i do not need me Masco Gel to make my penis larger and make everyone at work like me. I dont care if your new herbal cream is extra strength infused with tiger penis and whale urine, i still dont want anythin to do with it. These people actually have the guts to go advertise things like that, who wants to turn on their lover with seal scrotum, if somebody tried that on me i would undoubtedly break a bottle on their head.
Singapore this weekend which im sure will be great, for 3 years now I've missed the only night race on the calendar, i hope not to repeat that
It is impossible to walk anywhere in durban without having about a billion flyers thrust into your face at once, its like they've been strategically placed at your very next foot fall so you dont see anything besides pieces of paper. Its the same story every single day, if i so much as step out onto the street I'll be faced with people who somehow can make a piece of paper make a loud sorta of exploding noise just by forcing it upon you.
Today i kinda felt bad because i always just ignore them as hard as it is but those people are only doing their jobs. I must say tho i regret it, im sorry but i do not need me Masco Gel to make my penis larger and make everyone at work like me. I dont care if your new herbal cream is extra strength infused with tiger penis and whale urine, i still dont want anythin to do with it. These people actually have the guts to go advertise things like that, who wants to turn on their lover with seal scrotum, if somebody tried that on me i would undoubtedly break a bottle on their head.
Singapore this weekend which im sure will be great, for 3 years now I've missed the only night race on the calendar, i hope not to repeat that
Monday, September 20, 2010
The caught out factor
I have a this habit of speaking to myself. Its not too bad because i enjoy myself but sometimes i say mean things about people. It ranges from saying how ugly someone is to how irritating that person is to how i dont care about a single thing you're saying to me, really random things.
So just the other day after school there was this really fat lady sitting in front of the door, they're double doors but for some reason they'd closed one. She was sitting blocking most of the way through and wasn't moving for anyone so i tried to squeeze my way through and unintentionally i said "ah lady you're so fat". I thought i'd said it in my head or at least very quietly but when i looked around everyone was staring at me, at that moment that lady wasn't too pleased with me. So sunday im in church and some person behind me keeps knocking my chair and it was starting to irritate me so each time they did i would quietly say "dont touch me" but at one point just when you say something with enough venom to kill, everything just has to go quiet so you end up shouting at an old lady not to touch you cuz she is flipping irritating and is invading your personal space. Its safe to say i wont be goin back there next week seeing as everyone within lets say 5 rows of me probably has a hit out on me right now.
I hate people touching my person its really irritating and i cant help speakin to myself about just how boring it is when you tell me about random dance styles i know nothing about and couldn't be bothered about in the slightest. Its who i am, i hate people as a general rule they dont go along with my way of thinking but unfortunately they are needed in this world. Of course there are people i do like, they've put up with me for long enough but those randoms that suddenly think you're their best friend cuz you let them use your pen to mark themselves on the register? Nein....
I saw Godzilla again today... My word she's beautiful, my very favourite japanese princess. There will come a time where i am given more than a fleeting glimpse on the freeway. One of these days you and i are gonna meet....
So just the other day after school there was this really fat lady sitting in front of the door, they're double doors but for some reason they'd closed one. She was sitting blocking most of the way through and wasn't moving for anyone so i tried to squeeze my way through and unintentionally i said "ah lady you're so fat". I thought i'd said it in my head or at least very quietly but when i looked around everyone was staring at me, at that moment that lady wasn't too pleased with me. So sunday im in church and some person behind me keeps knocking my chair and it was starting to irritate me so each time they did i would quietly say "dont touch me" but at one point just when you say something with enough venom to kill, everything just has to go quiet so you end up shouting at an old lady not to touch you cuz she is flipping irritating and is invading your personal space. Its safe to say i wont be goin back there next week seeing as everyone within lets say 5 rows of me probably has a hit out on me right now.
I hate people touching my person its really irritating and i cant help speakin to myself about just how boring it is when you tell me about random dance styles i know nothing about and couldn't be bothered about in the slightest. Its who i am, i hate people as a general rule they dont go along with my way of thinking but unfortunately they are needed in this world. Of course there are people i do like, they've put up with me for long enough but those randoms that suddenly think you're their best friend cuz you let them use your pen to mark themselves on the register? Nein....
I saw Godzilla again today... My word she's beautiful, my very favourite japanese princess. There will come a time where i am given more than a fleeting glimpse on the freeway. One of these days you and i are gonna meet....
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Baron Lord Senator
I was just watching the Drake documentary on MTV and even though im not the most hip hopping of people i get what the guy is saying.
Here is a guy who is unashamed to claim what is his, he is puttin out his talent to the world and its being lapped up. Somehow He's found his recipe for success, so how come im not cooking yet?
Im not overly concerned about other peoples perception of me but come now, i would be foolish if i didnt want to be adored by millions. I want to have the crooning women and the dedicated fans or just any form of power. I'll be damned if i go through this life as unknown as a security guard, sure his friends and family know him but i want people from Brakpan to Monaco to say my name, whether i am the worlds latest and greatest dictator or i am my new alter ego, Baron Lord Senator. I want to be a Baron so bad. I dont know what they do but i understand they hold some royalty and the title is just too cool. My girlfriend wouldn't laugh at me if i was a Baron, she'd have her head chopped off.
Its become evident to me that deep inside i am a very egotistical power hungry person which is why the thought of being a dictator doesn't leave a sour taste in my mouth. One girl so promptly said the other day that i would suck at ruling the world because i lack empathy, apparently i just laugh and get over things. Had someone else said that i wouldn't have been bothered at all really i would've laughed and gotten over it but she knows the weight of her words and what truth they hold, someone who gets that their own truth always outweighs that of another no matter how wrong they may actually be is someone i would want in my council, at least we think the same.
Im not quite sure what exactly Baron Lord Senator does but thats the exact point i am right now, time for a bit of mind stretching. I've let myself go to such a point where im easily manipulated, i need to get back into the swing of things and really use what I've come to learn i posses
Here is a guy who is unashamed to claim what is his, he is puttin out his talent to the world and its being lapped up. Somehow He's found his recipe for success, so how come im not cooking yet?
Im not overly concerned about other peoples perception of me but come now, i would be foolish if i didnt want to be adored by millions. I want to have the crooning women and the dedicated fans or just any form of power. I'll be damned if i go through this life as unknown as a security guard, sure his friends and family know him but i want people from Brakpan to Monaco to say my name, whether i am the worlds latest and greatest dictator or i am my new alter ego, Baron Lord Senator. I want to be a Baron so bad. I dont know what they do but i understand they hold some royalty and the title is just too cool. My girlfriend wouldn't laugh at me if i was a Baron, she'd have her head chopped off.
Its become evident to me that deep inside i am a very egotistical power hungry person which is why the thought of being a dictator doesn't leave a sour taste in my mouth. One girl so promptly said the other day that i would suck at ruling the world because i lack empathy, apparently i just laugh and get over things. Had someone else said that i wouldn't have been bothered at all really i would've laughed and gotten over it but she knows the weight of her words and what truth they hold, someone who gets that their own truth always outweighs that of another no matter how wrong they may actually be is someone i would want in my council, at least we think the same.
Im not quite sure what exactly Baron Lord Senator does but thats the exact point i am right now, time for a bit of mind stretching. I've let myself go to such a point where im easily manipulated, i need to get back into the swing of things and really use what I've come to learn i posses
A days thoughts
I spent the day with my mommy, haven't done that in a while.
Dragged to church this morning, not having breakfast, not being awake till about 12 only to find out we weren't goin home but were going shopping. I hate shopping with an intense passion especially with a woman but it seems that i usually it away with something after it all.
No guy is meant to know anything about girls shoes, its a known fact and i am no different. I dont know the difference between those shoes with the bangles attached to their soles and those with chainmail on them, they all look the same. I also noticed these clothes shops we go to never ever have clothes in normal size. I asked this lady today if she had a shirt in a size human and she said " human? We dont stock human". I didnt realize i was in a shop that only stocks clothes for bears and pixies, I'll be sure never to make the mistake of shopping in a anti-human establishment.
Another thing thats made me laugh today is Nascar. They say its a sprint cup so its a sprint race. In normal terms a Grand Prix is about 50 laps, a sprint race is around 22 laps but in america a sprint race is 300 laps. I would hate to watch a Grand Priy. It wouldn't be a race weekend it would be a whole year.
little boy
Dragged to church this morning, not having breakfast, not being awake till about 12 only to find out we weren't goin home but were going shopping. I hate shopping with an intense passion especially with a woman but it seems that i usually it away with something after it all.
No guy is meant to know anything about girls shoes, its a known fact and i am no different. I dont know the difference between those shoes with the bangles attached to their soles and those with chainmail on them, they all look the same. I also noticed these clothes shops we go to never ever have clothes in normal size. I asked this lady today if she had a shirt in a size human and she said " human? We dont stock human". I didnt realize i was in a shop that only stocks clothes for bears and pixies, I'll be sure never to make the mistake of shopping in a anti-human establishment.
Another thing thats made me laugh today is Nascar. They say its a sprint cup so its a sprint race. In normal terms a Grand Prix is about 50 laps, a sprint race is around 22 laps but in america a sprint race is 300 laps. I would hate to watch a Grand Priy. It wouldn't be a race weekend it would be a whole year.
little boy
Thursday, September 16, 2010
The greatest gift in life, adventure
Im all for new experiences, i like a bit of adventure. I like being able to tell the stories and reminiscing about by gone times where excitement was my friend but im not that much of a junky, i wont do anythin heavily stupid or silly unless you pay me handsomely.
But you get those guys that do it for the thrill. Those big guys with shoulder length hair that they always flick and pull back before they speak, with their aversion to wearing shirts and their constant need to jump off buildings landing face first in the pavement just because it gives them some kinda rush. Those guys are cool as mistakes with taking drugs during pregnancy go but come on that sorta thing is stupid. You see them on tv swimming with half a cow tied to their ankles in shark infested water cuz its fun.
Imagine how great it would be for drug pushers to hire those kinda types. Pump them full with bags of cocaine and watch how they relish getting through airports. "Ah man that was awesome! It was so intense, I've never felt such a rush before! It got a bit intense at the checkpoints when I was asked to pass through the scanner and my heart was in my mouth when the machine beeped but that was only because my shark tooth necklace i got in Hakkariwa was still on, i nearly split a whole bag of cocaine and ecstasy in that minute man, longest minute of my life, ah I feel so alive!" cue flicking and pulling back of hair.
Those sorta types would also come in handy as kidnappers. Stuff a bag full of children into their stomachs and see them enjoy every moment, even having to crap out the prime ministers son who wont stop squirming. I really am a genius, I should start selling these ideas to the relevant parties, the money i could make...
But you get those guys that do it for the thrill. Those big guys with shoulder length hair that they always flick and pull back before they speak, with their aversion to wearing shirts and their constant need to jump off buildings landing face first in the pavement just because it gives them some kinda rush. Those guys are cool as mistakes with taking drugs during pregnancy go but come on that sorta thing is stupid. You see them on tv swimming with half a cow tied to their ankles in shark infested water cuz its fun.
Imagine how great it would be for drug pushers to hire those kinda types. Pump them full with bags of cocaine and watch how they relish getting through airports. "Ah man that was awesome! It was so intense, I've never felt such a rush before! It got a bit intense at the checkpoints when I was asked to pass through the scanner and my heart was in my mouth when the machine beeped but that was only because my shark tooth necklace i got in Hakkariwa was still on, i nearly split a whole bag of cocaine and ecstasy in that minute man, longest minute of my life, ah I feel so alive!" cue flicking and pulling back of hair.
Those sorta types would also come in handy as kidnappers. Stuff a bag full of children into their stomachs and see them enjoy every moment, even having to crap out the prime ministers son who wont stop squirming. I really am a genius, I should start selling these ideas to the relevant parties, the money i could make...
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Slacker mind state
I've come to the realization that i hate computers. Im starting to hate them with a proper passion...
I've gotten over my course and what im doing, doesn't interest me in the slightest anymore. Its about to enter the levels of hate reserved for Satan, eco mentalists, rats and babies. I think I've just hit that point where i cant stand school much longer. Funny enough tho my school blues have chilled for long before showin their nasty heads, this time last year and i was ready to commit death to myself, You'd swear i'd do all i can to be out of this rut called school but its a bit of a safe place.
Focus and some juice, all i need
I've gotten over my course and what im doing, doesn't interest me in the slightest anymore. Its about to enter the levels of hate reserved for Satan, eco mentalists, rats and babies. I think I've just hit that point where i cant stand school much longer. Funny enough tho my school blues have chilled for long before showin their nasty heads, this time last year and i was ready to commit death to myself, You'd swear i'd do all i can to be out of this rut called school but its a bit of a safe place.
Focus and some juice, all i need
Monday, September 13, 2010
Baby its coming to an end...
I can see it now, it hurts but soon this will end. Im going to have to give you up soon and someone newer, faster, more attractive will have to take your place. If it were up to me i wouldn't let it happen. I would fix you up, a new face here, some touch ups there. I dont wanna have to lose you. We came to be by chance, my love for music and your ability to full fill is what brought us together. I remember so long ago when we first met, i didnt know at the time that we would fall in love and i doubt you did as well but its happened and i loved every minute of it. You were with me on many adventures, nights spent in public bathrooms with sheets, walking in the wrong direction down roads for ages, being sucker punched by eye drops, who'll forget the countless boring movies and long sessions on the john. You were also there when the power died and the need to irritate a house full of people struck, not complaining once i dropped you in my hasty retreats from flying shoes. You've been my lifeline with the outside world. My personal way of getting my fix, telling me of the movements of my boys and not begrudging me a fact or two. Sure others may look at you now and see the scars and marks of time but when i look at you i see past that, i see the one who made it possible for me to be happy, one that sacrificed themselves for my gain, you stuck by me when things got tough, didnt ask for much when the sun shone again. Im a heartless fool for writing all this with you so able to see it but you know how its become. You fail sometimes. You blink out when i have to put down my thoughts and have a knack for keeping me on edge sometimes. I know you're old and i expect so much from you but everything you do doesn't go unnoticed. I will keep you until you blink out for the last time, until your back cover unintentionally slides for the last time and you implode in a glorious inverted fireball. My special telephone, I love you, t'was heaven here with you
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