Okay, so it's story time.
I've been putting this off for awhile because there are a lot of morons out there. <You know who you are> I've shared some stories before, and suddenly they pop up somewhere else with someone else's name on them. My poetry, my sacred thoughts that helped disperse the pain inside so that you, the public could continue living with your bodies intact.
I hate you fuckers that do that. With not an ORIGINAL bone in your body.
Like, oh....Marilyn Manson. Hode up, fuckers...I happen to appreciate one or two of his songs, but there is not one original thing about him, or his music. Those of you who bow to him, are in truth, bowing to someone who came before him, and basically wrote his music for him.
You can't handle the truth? Then maybe you shouldn't be asking me if I ordered any Code Reds.
So now, considering some things, and giving a little leeway to plagiarizing assholes, I figure, if you copy my shit, then I'll forever know that you're a big fucking idiot who couldn't think of something better, and had to steal my shit. Then I'll sue you. :)
What's today's lesson? Let me see. First, I'm getting rid of the online journal, because this will basically take that over, and it will end up a waste of good space.
So good riddance. I can't devote myself to doing it often enough for it to mean something to ME even, so fuck it.
However, let me tell you some other cooler things.
I saw Christopher Reeves on Letterman last night.
Number one, I loathe Letterman. He's not funny, he's ugly, and the only cool thing about his show is Paul Shaffer...and that's not much. But Christopher Reeves is a hero to me. AKA Superman...this man is an idol. He's been the focus of many fantasies, and story ideas, and plenty of dreams involving flying and saving the world.
I loved Superman, and it hurt a lot when I found out he was injured in a crippling accident.
I mean, suddenly Superman can't fly. What the hell has the world come to?
Anyway, it's been a few years, and as fucked up as it is, it's taken him being injured to make people serious about finding solutions to this illness. Like no one else could stand to see Superman chained to a wheelchair either.
He says that the only thing stopping his spinal nerve from regenerating is a protein that keeps you from doing that.
So in 2 to 3 years, he'll be out of the chair. I can't wait.
But think of the possibilities. If they figure out how to get rid of that protein long enough to let your body regenerate damaged nerves, tissue...brain cells even!
Now wait....hear me out...drug addicts. They destroy brain cells. Big problem. So what happens if they figure this out, and just regenerate new ones!
The thing is, you'll be different, because all the memories and knowledge will be gone with those destroyed brain cells. You'd be a whole different person. Not so great....but wait....here's the good part.
You may be different, but in some cases that might be better. You forget that you were addicted to drugs...you're cured.
Then...here's the really good part. How about sociopaths and homicidal maniacs? People that need reconditioning? Here's my theory. Same with the drug bit...you liberal lover people want them to be better? Okay, go in, and destroy some of those brain cells, if not all. Then replace them.
Now they're all new people. No longer a danger to society. No more meanness, no more murder. No more rape.
At least they aren't taking up prison space. A much more human way to deal with evil bad nasty people.
It's an idea, anyway.
Something to hope for. I just wanted to present that, so that if and when that becomes a popular cure, that I get acknowledged for being a person with the idea to begin with. You know, send a little royalties my way?
Or at least, give me some credit.
While we're at it....what the FUCK gives you little rotten bastards the right to blow away a bunch of school students because you got "picked on".
Bunch of sniveling babies. Get a clue....EVERYONE gets teased in school, and beyond that. You can't get over that? Spare us, and throw your worthless selves off a cliff.
You little turds get called names, because you're dressed like a bunch of idiots, and you go off the deep end. What a shitty, cowardly way to go.
What do you stand for? Nothing but an idol for the "galactically stupid".
There is NOTHING so special about you that you can't hack it like everyone else. You want peace? Quit being racial fuckheads, and try being ORIGINAL.
Marilyn Manson has nothing to do with your ignorance, and maybe if you fucking parents would stop giving him that kind of credit, he'd sink back into the cracks like you want him to.
My condolences to the families and friends of those Colorado students.