The random photo journal » My Own Worst Enemy (Trapped)

written by Simplenigma, published 2007-Jun-17, comment

Sometimes I feel like I'm my own worst enemy...this was one of those days.

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Why haven't you killed yourself yet?

I recently asked a question on my own blog and not to be mean but the answers I was getting were kind of lame. It was once said to me that the most important man makes each day is whether or not to kill himself.

When you take in all the despair, meaninglessness and suffering that the average human being can go through, it makes me wonder. Why haven't you killed yourself yet? give your reason.

(this is not to say I think you should. I just want to know what your reason for living is)

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Blog Jamaica » Post Office

written by owen, published 2007-Jun-15, comment

So I got up today and proceded to writing a letter and on top of that ACTUALLY, MENTALLY and PHYSICALLY go to the post office. It had to be done like many things destiny waits on no one. I could have hand written it but I typed it instead because I haven't written anything extensive on paper in such a long time. I suppose I could just walk away.

So I arrive that the Post Office at lunch time. I was surprised that it was still open, empty, and spam free. Unlike other places in Jamaica which seem to be gradually lowering their closing hours, affecting the bottom line and raising their charges. The biggest envelope I could find or the first once suggested. So I brought the envelope to the "Post Office Person" who grave me a stamp. At which point I proceded to seduce the stamp and affix it to the top right edge. It refused stick.

I am not ashamed to admit that my lips don't kiss the way they used to. So I went back to her, from whence cometh my help and asked for the glue so I could force a marriage. She looked at me with a confused look on he face - the confused look that a child gives you when you hand them a carrot instead of a lollypop. She motioned to me instead of kicking me in the shins. Apparently these stamps come with a protected sticky surface now. How far we have come.

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Video Blog » Lupe Fiasco-Daydreaming

written by owen, published 2007-Jun-14, comment

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Logbook » Back to Black

written by owen, published 2007-Jun-08, comment

If this is your a first time reading, you will most likely wonder how or what is meaning of this site (refered to as "it"). The Logbook is a complicated narrative lyric. It is an acquired taste. Much like the author's but different. I never know what it will be like. I'm not driving. And that is not a picture of the DLBG in the masthead life like Grand Theft Auto PSP. I'm knee deep in the concrete. Advance from the devil, Lord G.O.D. I need to guidance to be true. Hurricane season.

The site is abstract like a feeling of elation or well-being that is not based on reality and is commonly exaggerated. Euphoria. Your love is what I feel like I'm dieing inside. Its like watching too many movies when the streets are made of quicksand. Its not driven by anything tangible such as my life or what I did yesterday, next week, next year, a process of occasions, events or the like. Its all in the uncomfortable moment, memories, in a Volvo puffing on the lala, say hi to the bad guy. Living this day like the next will never come. On a black river boat ride. I'm good at being uncomfortable, PHP, ASP .NET, MSSQLS, MYSQL, intranets and everything web. What doesn't kill me makes her happy.

Functionality Over Design, Simplicity over art. Try to stay far removed. Back to black. A fail to kiss is a fail to cope. If you try to relate you'll only end up with tunnel vision. Be selfish and narrow minded. Take a step back. Life is predictable like a shadowboxer, in the daylight, half the time. Or a monkey that smiles like a child, born yesterday. It will elicit an emotion from you like a scent that you can perceive by sight. It annoys me too but I can't slow down. Once a week. Its gonna be a bright bueatiful day.

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