Peace on Earth

Well the panic is over After all the hoopla and uproar the 'Hurricane' is over. The city of Houston citizens went into a mad panic and basically ransacked the town. In the two days prior to the 'storm' people mobbed stores buying up any and everything they could get thier hands on. In my area of town there are 14 water vending machines within 6 blocks of each other. They were all emptied out by Thursday night. There are 4 gas stations within these same six blocks. They were empty too. People fled town in cars, caught flights to anywhere, and generaly ran off half cocked and unsure. People were rude and unfeeling to each other and acted as if theirs, was the only life worth while. And after watching all this mayhem I must say..... Damn glad to see it! Oh yeah. You see I have very little belief in mankind as a species. People are rude, destructive, and callous by nature. So I expected people to react the way they did. Whipped into a frenzy by the media, people were practically frothing at the mouth, as the scrambled for supplies. Pushing, shoving, and generaly just being wrong to each other. Why, I saw two guys pull thier vehicles around a gas station and block the entrances so that others could not get into the station atall. Hmmm.... No. they didt work there. They were waiving their buddies thru the blockade. Ahhh.... I tell ya. Its good to know people are just as I expected them to be. Why? Because that means when real disaster hits, most of them are going to kill themselves and each other. And maybe, just maybe there will finnaly be some peace on Earth

Movements in Thought

I will tell you now that I have been thinking. This writing is not ascorbic or blustering. It is simply my thoughts. Take it as it is. A rambling conversation in my head that you are privy to listen to if you choose to. So here I sit. A being of blood and rage awaiting a call. Something to move me towards.... something. I persue fields of right and wrong with a practiced eye towards doing "the right thing" as it is called. But to what ends? After what feels as a life time I still feel no closer to an answer. Am I a wayward soldier struggling to live thru an invisible war? Am I a holyman flung into a pit of heathen? Or am I just a lunatic that has not come to know himself? I once heard something said and it has always weighed on my mind. Does the loneliness of good, compare to the loneliness of evil? And what of these deeds that I do? Do they serve anyone? Have I ever actually saved anyone? Have I even helped anyone? Some would say yes but I do not know. It seems as if for all my attempts they still become victims. And what of myself? Does my suffering bear fruit in the afterlife? Are there members of a great hall waiting to welcome me with open arms, and show me the way into a field of grain? Its nice to think so, but its hard to know. Once my faith and belief was like steel. But steel rusts unless it is oiled and cleaned. I take the small blessings and am happy for them. But what of the joys my heart seeks? Are they simply things to be ignored? Most religions would say that if you do your lord's bidding then you're rewarded. I still wait for joyful rewards. Perhaps the small blessings are my rewards. Maybe they are just gifts of the faith. Mayhap I have not done enough. I dont know. All I really do know is that its dark here, and the only sound is my breathing.

Ya'll dont come back now. Ya Hea!

This goes out to The New York Times. The story they wrote on Houston and the Katrina evacuees was one-sided and biased. There have been a few issues with the evacuees. Not everthing has ever gone as smoothly as it was written on paper. But this big city(which I often think of as one monkey cage) got off thier asses and did something. WE (Houston)have the largest number of evacuees from Louisiana. People are going out of thier way to do something to help thier fellow man. Entire apartment complexes have been re-opened in some cases just to help. ACE check cashing near my home cut prices for anyone with a Louisiana, or Mississpi ID. Burger Kings near downtown are giving away food to the victims. What has New York done? Oh yeah. You nice folks did this and this. And I am very sure the victims appreciate your championing "thier poverty". As someone who is also poor I can say its always nice when some white-middle-class yuppie fuck tellls me how much they are on my side. And I am sure the Katrina victims can feel your love as they eat thier RedCross sandwiches. You send A(as in one)reporter here and talk to 3 goddamn companies about hardware sales and oil rigs and think that is all we are about? What about the people donating thier time? Effectively working a second job to go over to the Astrodome and volunteer? What about the 20 or so people that went down to the Dome of thier own volition and started giving out supplies the first day? Dont any of these people deserve any recognition for thier humanitarian efforts? But no I guess not. That would not be news worthy would it. Afterall with the finger pointing and blame laying that is going on right now, it would be wrong to give anyone credit for anything wouldnt it? Just goes to show there is always one ass-monkey that wants to complain about something they have jack shit to do with. So to The New York Times and The Herald Tribune I say FUCK YOU! And Ya'll dont come back now. Ya Hea! BTW. Hat Tip to Darth Apathy who had this to say Go fuck yourselves. Signed, Pissed Off Houstonian

Will you please, SHUT THE FUCK UP

I got something on my mind folks and it aint going to be pretty.
First and fore-most. Do not talk to me about Republicans, Democrats, Partisans, Bi-Partisans, Liberals, Independants or any of that crap. I do not know the difference and dont give a damn. One politician is just like any other. A sleezy, money grubbing son-of-a-bitch that doesnt do anything for anyone unless they think they can get a vote out of it. And all the political label is, is something they tell you so you will think they are on your side. Remember kids, most politicians started out as lawyers and real-estate salesmen. And how many of you out there trust lawyers?
You dont do you? So stop already with the party titles.
Second thing. If one more person comes and talks to me about the war in Iraq and starts Bush-Bashing I am going to loose my fucking mind. I mean it. I am going to flip the fuck out and kill someone. Everywhere I go some dipshit comes up to me and starts in with the "President Bush, and his war in Iraq. Its all about the oil ya know." These people dont know a damn thing. They can rattle off names and statistics and dates about who went where and who signed what but they cant tell you when was the last time they had soemthing interesting to say. What the hell is wrong with you people? You are ranting and raving about the war like you got a personal stake in it. I dont see non. NOT ONE of your asses over there on the firing line. And what the fuck do you have against the war? What has the war done to you personally? Have you started making less money because of it? Did your wife or husband leave you because of it? Did your house get stormed and taken over by enemy troops? Did the war make your car break down? Could you not buy something at the store because your ration card was used up? HUH? WHAT? TELL ME WHAT THE HELL THE WAR DID TO YOU? Your life was headed right the hell where it is now before the war. Bush didnt do jack shit to you by going to war. If there was no war you would still have your fatass lazing about somewhere blaming Bush, Republicans, Democrats, Martians, or goddamn Molemen for something. So get the fuck over it.
And I am so sick of that stupid woman camped outside Bush's ranch. Whats her name? Cindy Sheehan. Yeah right. That loose pussed bag needs to get a fucking life. I have something I really want to tell her. I would just stroll right up next to her and smile and say. 'Go the fuck home. Your son is dead. He joined the Army and went to war and died just like other people did in every other battle the Us has sent young boys to. Its a war. Men die in war. I know you miss your little boy and you need someone to blame for your grief. If you really need to be mad at someone, be mad at your son. HE enlisted and went to war. No one came to your house and drug him off. HE ENLISTED. HE is the one that left you all alone. But do me and the rest of the world a favor. Go home. Do what they did in the forties. Go home and try to get own with your life. And if you find that you cant. Then you can do what so many others have done when in this situation. OFF YOURSELF'. Then I would offer her a beer. Cause she needs to get wasted and get the shit out of her system.
And before you say it. NO. I dont like Bush. Hate him. But for a different reason than you. He is a politician. And politicians are just lawyers in disguise.

HEHE... I knew that

You are the Hermit card. The Hermit has chosen a
solitary spiritual path. He shines light on his
inner self and, by this means, gains wisdom.
The Hermit's home is the natural world and it
is by being in tune with that world that he
learns the laws of nature and learn how they
operate within himself. His path is a lonely
one as he lives in silence and has for
companionship only his own internal rhythms.
But those crossing his path are touched by his
light and wisdom. Though often alone, he
manages nevertheless to instruct those who meet
him and guides those who chose to follow him on
a path towards enlightenment. Image from The
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