no steady step
April 30, 2008 | Filed Under quick thoughts | 5 Comments
I never have a full grip on anything. Sometimes I’m sure of black and then next moment I’m sure of white. I guess the only thing I’m sure of is change. Everything will change. Don’t have your hopes set on one thing, it will change or you will change. The only constant is change. There are so many things that I want but won’t have until I don’t want.
i thought of something
April 29, 2008 | Filed Under Gear-grinding | 1 Comment
I thought of something finally. It seems like the symbol we call “the swastika” was, up until 1930’s, a good luck symbol. Nothing negative about it. There’s theories that it spread world wide originally because it is a natural weave pattern. Those tribes that started weaving were inevitable to stumble upon it. Carl Sagan even had a theory that it was from a comet, from his research with the Chinese Book of Silk.
He says that this book shows comet tail varieties and one of the last ones has a nucleus with bent arms. His theory is that a comet passed close enough to earth that the people could see the nucleus and because of the spinning it gave off what looked to be a svastca.
Maybe a Nazi secondary goal was that if they couldn’t win the war they were going to at least take a good luck symbol away from most of the world. None of us could wear a svastca out, even if we meant good luck and good prosperity with it. It is etched into everyones’ mind that this is a bad bad thing.
I can’t think
April 29, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 1 Comment
Sometimes I can’t think. Like right now. I can’t think of anything to think of anything to think of anything to think of anything to think of. I want to think of everything but I can’t, so I’ll just think of nothing……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
4/28/08
April 28, 2008 | Filed Under g'mornin' | 1 Comment
I’m going to try and write this whole blog with my eys closed. They hurt from looking at this computer screen. Allison and I had a fun weekend.
We went to Ft. Davis to start things off on Fri. night. j We went to the state park and set upcamp and had a beer or two before walking over to Indian Lodge to check it out. We werer prospecting te place to see if it was suitable for our wedding. It passed our test. It looks like it will have plently of space for all the elders to have a room and be out of the heat and then there are all the camping sites for our friends who will be coming. We talked, well let me say Allison talked out the plans with the lady who was in charge there. We found out when we need to come up with themoney.
After that we went back to our camp site and allison started dinner while I played a most excellent hand of solitaire. I thought I was going to lose fast on it, but it tunred out to be a long drawn out win. Allison always makes a bomb ass dinner (that means it’s good Pop). We had spaghetti and salad. We then Drank beer and tequila while playing trivail pursuit. I believe Allison won the night. We didn’t ahve a board but just a die to tell us what quiestion to ask. We didn’t keep score. Sometimes keeping score ruins all the fun. I really hate competitiveness, I’m horrible at it. I prefer to play for fun. Once competition is introduced into a sport I stop having fun and I start looking for the win. We played until my legs got to cold and we hit the tent. I slept just fine, there was no wind and no rain.
We woke up to the sound of one of the park rangers coming by to write us our bill for our site. I drove to go pay it while Allison made coffee and heated up our breakfast burritos. We ate those and hung out then broke down camp and drove to the other dside of the park to go hiking. We went up the hill with the radio tower. We took a trail I never took before. Actually for mostof it we didn’t even take a trail. Just went up the west side of the hill. After we came back down we headed back to alpine for a little re st and then back on the road to Terlingua.
When we got there we stopped off at the Boathouse to see my brother who was bartending. We had a beer and hangout there and then preceded to go to the bbq that La Reviva Collective (I think) was having to protest the border wall. We got stuffed as a I don’t know what and hung out there. We went over to George’s and Jeff’s camp and hung out over there for a while. We played horseshoes and threw the frisbee and watched a little puppet show put on by some kids. After that we went walking around the ghosttown and thru the cemetery. I always love walking through the cemetery. We walked down to the highway and and back to the entrance and back towars the ghosttown. We stopped at the boathouse where Nate was trying to get irections to Arch’s house so he could borrow Arch’s guitar for a little gig he was doing at La Kiva. We decided to tag along which was good because now we knew where Arch was living. Nate gave us a ride back to the ghost town and we picked up our car and went to La Kiva to watch the show. I wished I would have brought my saw. I could of jumped into a little ho down. Alas I did not and I was starting to pass iout. Allison and I drove back to Arch’s and set up our tent and crashed out on top of our sleeping bags because the temp was just right and there was no wind…
until early sudnay morning and then a front blew in like a mad man. We probably could have had good sleep but not in that wind. It was blowing our tent sideways. We could only take so much of it till we had to wake up and get up. Head over to the ghost town for coffee and a hangout. And then we were outta there. We stopped at the spicy chile resteraunt or something like that. We had high expectations but were foiled again. The water was bad and the cofffee was bad and they served my meal with cheese. I should of been more specific than “make mine the same as her’s” Allison had ordered her meal without cheese. We finished and left and went back because I forgot my glasses. We picked them up and then went back to alpine and were pretty much bum’s the rest of the afternoon. Me more so.
I kept my eyes closed for about 95% of the time I was typing.
All that’s fit
April 25, 2008 | Filed Under Gear-grinding | 3 Comments
Usually every morning I take a look at NPR.org. When I first started doing it I was excited with all the stuff to read. But now they hardly have anything new to say. This makes me realize that there is probably not enough happening in the world that is fit for news. All the faux news corporations are making up bullshit. It’s entertainment. And nothing sells like drama and horror. And that’s all they have. AP.
Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather.
-Bill Hicks
Yesterday I had to mess with Vista and try to get it hooked up to a printer. Because it was thru a USB cord, Vista said it could do it itself. But then it told me it had an error and couldn’t do it. Sorry. What the fuck. With XP I could go find the folder with the driver in it that I needed a whole lot quicker than Vista could. This just pissed me off Royally. I wish Vista was an actually physical entity that I could choke.
I’ve been reading the “Illuminatus” trilogy. And it mentions a lot that the Illuminati have a rule of 5’s. That there is something special about 5. And 2 and 3 which make up 5. But the other day I realized that the swastika is two 5’s crossed over each other. I know they got it from Buddhists and even the Navajos usedthe swastika and it was their symbol for the sun but it just made me think.
Why did the Knotzies use the swastika? Anybody?
The Knight is comin’ round the bend
April 24, 2008 | Filed Under g'mornin' | Leave a Comment
All of ‘em
All of ‘em everywhere you feel.
Sacrifice your idol
Sacrifice your beliefs
Vibrate to shake the pollen
From your hard earned state
The capital gain of the ruthless giants
Can’t even fit into a grain of salt
But my
Mine
The one I call LoVe
Can be the surfer or the wave
It hurts to look
It hurts to feel
But it’s good to ride
These,
These Capitans
Guide you
Bind you
Blind you
Build you
A spectacle for all to see
And all to wonder how
The log came to be
Lodged up in your tree
For fuel of fire
To burn the forest
and defeat the pollen shakers
April 23, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 2 Comments
Sometimes I feel like I have a choice. Sometimes I feel like there is no choice. Sometimes it’s both. Like, I didn’t ask to be good at music. It justs flows through me free of my will or choice. But damn if those notes aren’t me. A lot of emotion goes into my good music. Other times it’s just me messing around trying different combinations. Sometimes it’s doing repetitive shit for the crowd’s pleasure. I still have fun those times.
GODDAMN I feel like I have something to say but I can’t say or even fuckin’ think it. fuck.
Man it feels good out there
April 23, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized | Leave a Comment
Sometimes I can’t wait to be an old man. Just to sit around on a beautiful day like this and do nothing. Have your whole life behind you and just waiting for the next level.
quick quote
April 23, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 1 Comment
“Pardon me, I have nothing to say”
-George Carlin
being saved
April 21, 2008 | Filed Under quick thoughts | 6 Comments
Maybe we should all be careful of helping other people grow and think. That is if you appreciate your life. Maybe once you have reached so many people and changed their lives the godly figure (whatever that is) stops saving your life from all the stupid things your doing.
We all do stupid things. And I believe we have all had close calls. Maybe once you have accomplished what you were on Earth to do, you no longer have a safety net underneath you. The next time you mess up is the last time you mess up.
I don’t know.
It’s just a thought I had while walking across campus.