Ey.

HI.

"The sounds of the material world are boring, hackneyed and monotonous, but chanting is an ever-increasingly refreshing experience. Make a test yourself. Try chanting some word or phrase for even five minutes. If you chant "Coca-Cola" over and over again, even for a few minutes, it becomes practically unbearable. There's no pleasure in it. But the sound of God's names is transcendental, and as one chants he wants to chant more and more. "

Made me laugh.

RANDOM:



Not a great song. Not a great performance. But I'm really attached to this, I guess I listened to it during a special time or something. Who knows. Brings back good feelings though.

Catchy song I guess.

Boring post.

GAVE UP AND FEEL GREAT.

YO. this bike is so rad. so so so so rad.



uhhhh. easily in my top 5 favorite bike builds ever.

http://www.harbortownbobber.com/


RANDOM:



"Given the infamous violent reputation of rival Los Angeles gangs the Bloods and the Crips, it seems impossible that the two could collaborate on a music project, but that's exactly what the Bloods & Crips did on Bangin on Wax in 1993, organized by Los Angeles area producer Ron "Ronnie Ron" Phillips and rapper Tweedy Bird Loc. The success of N.W.A. had frustrated many in the gang community, who saw the group capitalizing on the gang lifestyle. Actual gang members and local rappers auditioned in an open tryout, with the best talents from both gangs being chosen to record."


Pretty cool, huh? That crip chick midway through is pretty good/hot. Too bad she's probably dead. Just kidding. I hope.

DOG

Forcing myself to post daily. As stupid as they may be.








this spoiler reminds me of hats like these...





not a good thing.

that is all.

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeah

Went back to that damn place tonight.

It actually wasn't so bad, I sat at a new table.

However, the atmosphere in that building stinks, and the barista was talking to me about nuclear fusion, I think what he was try to explain to me was fission but okay. I probably don't even know the difference.

ANYWAY,

useless post.

Lemme put these down

Why do we torture ourselves? We do we strive for something made up? Is that our only incentive to do anything, ever? Should I just go live in the forest? Or is that a cowardly, selfish move?

I don't tend to leave questions open like this, but I have to have coffee with friends at the same damn place we've been having coffee for years, at the same damn table, talking about the same damn thing.


Again, why do we torture ourselves?


I'll reflect on it later. Hopefully.



Random things I enjoy now;





". As some philosopher said, "You are making all human beings into ________. Now you know what a ______ is, it is a pillar in the form of a being holding up the next floor. You are making everybody into _______ for a floor upon which posterity shall dance. But of course they never get around to it. Posterity also is the _______ holding up another floor. And they hold up another floor. And they hold up another floor, forever and ever and nobody ever dances. But you see our philosophy and the philosophy of the communists is exactly the same. In fact we, our system is their system. And increasingly we become more alike because of this lack of perception of reality. We are obsessed with time. And so it is always coming. So Mao Tse Tung can say to all the Chinese, "Let's live a great boring life and everybody wear the same clothes and work and carry around a little red book so that one day, some day perhaps it will be great." But we are in exactly the same situation. We are the richest people in the world, and most of our males go around looking like undertakers. We eat Wonder Bread which is styrofoam injected with some chemicals that are supposed to be nutritive. We do not even know how to drink. In other words, living, we live in the abstract, not in the concrete. We work for money, not for wealth. We look forward to the future, and do not know how to enjoy today. So as a result of this, we are destroying our environment, we are Los Angelizing the world instead of civilizing it. And we are turning the air into gas, the water into poison, and tearing the vegetation off the face of the hills, for what? To print newspapers." - Alan Watts "From Time to Eternity.

I could read that work over and over and over...and over.

UH.

I wish I knew someone who could guide me in the direction towards more books like this;



THAT'S SO COOL.


RANDOM:



lemme take you on a journey through caramel city. that shit's been stuck in my head. I really just want to go to a caramel city, I really do. Just without the sex and shit.

Also, random thought: If Cherry ever decides to die and leave me her regal, I'm totally turning it into a trans am type road track car. I really like trans am race cars, they're so big and unnecessary, I like that. I think it'll be pretty reminiscent of those days, which is coolio.

YES YES Y'ALL

I don't feel like having a blog anymore but I'm going to force myself to do it.

I get over things crazy quick.

ANYWAY.



Reading this book called "Shopclass as Soulcraft". It's basically this guy's (forgot his name) thesis on why manual labor or craftsmanship can be spiritually rewarding, and why its an almost instinctive human way of finding fulfillment. He argues that our education system is breeding an onslaught of paper pushers, which is creating a multitude of problems. Basically, we're dependent on 'specialists' for the most minuscule problems that happen to anything material we possess. The guy used to work for a think tank in D.C. which he says was bullshit, and he prefers working in his motorcycle repair shop. A job he labels as "more intellectually stimulating" than his prior work. I like his premise, and I agree with a lot of what he says, but man this book has so many words I never knew existed. Now, I'm not saying it's automatically a red flag for being ostentatious, it can really embellish a piece of writing, making it flow really well and beautiful. I just don't like it when I read something, and it feels like the writer just throws in some random big ass words here and there to prove a point. Granted, this isn't written to be a piece of art, it's basically a series of essays, but still. It's also hard to take the guy seriously when he's advocating looking into working class jobs as a source of meaningful work, but then uses almost pretentious language. It just feels like he's trying way too hard to prove that blue collar workers can be intellects too. Come on man, you don't have to engorge your dick with all these words, you have a PHD in Philosophy and a BS in physics. You're a smart motherfucker, we get it.

Well, I'll report back when I finish the book. I might burn it for heat, not sure yet, so I may never finish it.

K CYA

OH YEA ALMOST FORGOT.




Yeah, I pull these things out of my random folder, so I'm not exactly sure what will come out...as you can see.

HOMEBOY JEFF.

Dissent is the highest form of patriotism.

Jefferson seems like an interest dude. Scandals, writing in his attic for a month, saying cool shit that turned into cool quotes. I should read a book about him or something.


ANYWAY.

I'm obsessed with this bike.



and my friend.

SUP Y'ALL

SUP, I MADE A FRIEND TODAY.

NO I DIDN'T I HATE HUMANS.

Also, THIS:

"No, I don't like work. I had rather laze about and think of all the fine things that can be done. I don't like work - no man does-but I like what is in the work, the chance to find yourself. Your own reality-for yourself, not for others-what no other man can ever know. They can only see the mere show, and never can tell what it really means." - Joseph Conrad.

AND THIS:

HEY

HEY WHAT'S UP I THINK YOU'RE REAL COOL.


EXCEPT NO.


i made a banner. it needs some work, but i like it.

if you don't like it.

that's cool.

I have to poo.

I like the feeling of having to poo. maybe more-so than the actual poo'ing itself. I'm not sure which I enjoy more. This is a soliloquy.



EXCEPT NOT REALLY.


almost forgot, gonna try to post a current piece of media I'm into with each post.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtXreTFYaDY

sup bitches.

dis is chad warden.

not rly though.

not sure why i have a blog. this will be read solely by me. perhaps while writing one day i'll be inspired to write about something useful.


NAHHHHHHHHHHHH.


here's a cool car, i GUESS.