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Illogical Progression Of The Species
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| ...and the room is shaking |
[21 Dec 2012|12:00am] |
The Dog with Two Bones
Dog has this bone... the most important thing in the world, carries it everywhere he goes. One day he goes down to the water and he sees another dog with a bone, reflected on the surface... it's identical and he wants that bone too. He opens his mouth to grab it and his bone falls in the water and dissappears... gone forever. The dog is left standing there looking at himself... and he has nothing. - John Crichton, Farscape
"I would find it a lot easier to be optimistic if cynicism wasn't right more often.
Paranoid people believe there is a large invisible 'they' out to get them.
Cynics realize that there can never be that large of an organized group and the universe is actually out to get everyone." -Ogun
"You live in a world that desperately does not want you to succeed and will do anything in it's power to stop you." - Unknown
"Do not reach for the sun unless you are sure that you will reach it in a single leap... for if you fail to reach it you will be stranded in space, cold, alone and breathing hard vacuum." - Sid
"We're all made of star stuff... and it's up to us to blaze across the sky and burn ourselves into the world so that we may never be forgotten" - Unknown
"Bravery will take you into the most dangerous of places. Overwhelming firepower will see you safely through them." - The Book Of Cataclysm
"There's a hole in the world like a big black pit, and it is filled with people who are filled with shit... and the vermin of the world inhabit it." - Benjamin Barker
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| The Heroes Dream (?!) |
[11 Oct 2008|12:32am] |
So I had a 1-2 hour long dream based in the Heroes universe. There was all sorts of random shit in it, the characters were mixed up (eg, people in the Heroes universe were just 'stand ins' in my dream for other characters) etc.
I won't explain it all, since most of it was just random dream stuff. Though the closing to the 'episode' was pretty well done. It'll be heavily simplified here. The dream-characters were represented by whoever is in the brackets afterward. I did have to experience the dream in both 1st and 3rd (Well, it was really me as Parkman, and me as some other random depending on what was going on (or me as the camera)) Unfortunately for me, no matter what position I was in I felt every emotion, no matter how strong.
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Over the course of the dream, a mother (Strauss) and daughter (Molly) were seperated for whatever reason. At the end of the dream, the daughter's (Molly) guard (Parkman) finally got the daughter back to the mother (Strauss). At this point, random person who was being hunted (Daphne) was shot at by life-sucking guy (Haitian) (He could instill his power into his gun) as the mother (Strauss) was entering the area. Huntee got knocked down and the bullet ended up going in to the mother.
As the life slowly started draining out of her and she began to rapidly age, guard ran up to her and began feverishly applying his ability (to instill/transfer life, thus regenerating her to an appropriate age and himself to an older age) but they found that whenever he let go, the process began reversing.
The guard and mother then got up, closely attached so as not to lose contact so that the mother could say her goodbyes to her newly returned daughter.
At some stage the mother started saying goodbye to her daughter, and began to sing. At this point the regeneration began to lose its effect entirely and she began turning into ash. The 'camera' began to float up as if it was a part of her floating away, as her singing/humming continued even after she was gone.
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[01 Oct 2008|05:55am] |
I used to be a cynic... I held nothing but contempt for the human race as a whole.
Now that I've started studying Criminology & Criminal Justice however...
I find myself actively thinking about wiping us out.
This cannot be healthy for me.
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[12 Aug 2008|06:10am] |
"...protect your family at all costs, even if you're forced to kill again.
Because if I had to, I'd wipe out the whole planet to get mine back."
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John Smith - Felon
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| It's the name of The Game |
[01 Jul 2008|12:00am] |
Argh I hate to do this, but I think it's for the better.
Ongoing health problems are worsening as of late, which puts me not only in a state of flux as to what I can and cannot do, but it also leaves where I stand on pretty much -anything- up in the air.
( The Game postponed indefinitely )
I will however try and stick to the 'get things done' rules, just less of the having to do random shit regularly. I will try and learn, draw, put on weight etc etc, but there's no going to Canada at this stage and nothing pressure related.
I think I might try starting my org instead, give me something to do.
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[11 Jun 2008|04:12pm] |
It's strange having a passport now.
When I run my hands over it, my fingers dancing through the pages.
It makes me feel... whole?
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| Oh fu-- |
[27 May 2008|01:13am] |
So I penned my requirements... penned the reasoning behind all of my life issues.
I'm not satisfied.
I really don't feel like putting it in to words.
However:
I should be looking for somewhere to live soon, hopefully somewhere with fairly nominal fees, preferably with people I know (or at least people I can get along with fairly easily).
Blah blah, rant rant.
Et. al.
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| ...and if there is no moon upon the hill |
[22 May 2008|01:29am] |
I've been losing control for the last few weeks... maybe even months.
Slowly my dreams are seeping in to my reality, I find myself getting an association with something thats happened in a dream several times a day, like I'm being pulled between consciousness' by some unseen hand.
It's getting to the point where my world is actually beginning to warp around me at times, I've been feeling spaced out (like I'm drugged out on painkillers) more frequently as the days go by and it's beginning to culminate in the occasional aberration, a tear, some kind of scratch where some other dimension is trying to claw its way into my own.
Things that would only ever happen in my nightmares are beginning to become part of my everyday world. Not horrors, but twists in the fabric of the universe.
I'm actually afraid... afraid that these are the final signs of my reality coming to an end and my mind entering some kind of permanently altered state that I might not ever be able to come back from.
I truly fear that I may become someone else and never even remember what it's like to be who I once was.
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"You lock the door and throw away the key. There's someone in my head... but it's not me." - Pink Floyd, Brain Damage
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[16 May 2008|11:16pm] |
My mind has been altered in some dramatic way.
My problem solving skills have gone through the roof, my ability to think multiple divergent paths (entire trees) of thoughts and action/reaction/consequence lines is extending beyond anything I've had in the past.
I've been merely looking at things that are broken and working out what is wrong and how to fix it.
Blah blah blah I went away and came back and can't be fucked with the rest! Rejoice!
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Playing with the space-time continuum is like bomb diving into a wading pool. It might seem funny to onlookers and might make a big splash, but it'll be followed by screams and pain.
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[24 Apr 2008|03:12am] |
I'm completely sure that there's an excerpt of 'Ministry - Corrosion' in the Syndicate Wars PC intro.
As the agents open fire...
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[22 Apr 2008|10:26pm] |
...and with each death I find myself falling slightly further into somewhere I'm becoming less afraid to go.
Soon, I shall lose my footing and close my eyes until I land.
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May you suffer this earth no longer
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[17 Apr 2008|06:25pm] |
There might be one or two people on my friends list who actually have a clue who this is but...
Kieran died this morning...
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[14 Apr 2008|01:29am] |
I'm not exactly sure what's wrong... whether it's the bender I went on Friday night, or the fact that there aren't people in the house other than myself for a couple of days.
I seem to have lost the part of my mind that tells me when to sleep, I'm awake... really awake, totally here, feeling a little weird, but still all here.
Then I realise it's been a 'long' time since I slept and look at the time to find that it's some ridiculous hour since I got up and that I've been staying away for at least 20 hours at a time since friday.
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[24 Feb 2008|07:07am] |
Haha, there's a ginormous black cloud moving at high speed across the horizon outside my window.
It looks like some kind of alien mothership floating on by.
Edit: Okay... the mothership just grew in size and blotted out the sun, covering half of the visible sky in that direction.
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[18 Feb 2008|10:04pm] |
Oh a shooting star, so close... so bright.
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"The candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long... and you have burned so very very brightly Roy..." -Eldon Tyrell, Blade Runner
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| This one's for you kid... |
[10 Feb 2008|02:00am] |
Random note for later:
Becoming intoxicated and releasing ones body to their instincts improves every single function of the body, especially high speed movement.
There is no thought, the brain commands the body to react instantly.
Oh my, I haven't experimented with this in years.
(Oh and by 'ones' I mean, mine, so if it doesn't work for you... sod off)
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[10 Feb 2008|12:27am] |
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Work, damn you, work.
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| Liar liar pants on fire |
[07 Feb 2008|12:21pm] |
It's not working, the drugs...
The need to move is building
The compulsion to do is returning with a vengeance.
I sincerely feel the need building to turn into a fireball, scorching everything around me as I purge the so called energies that have built up over the years and slowly made me incapable of doing anything slowly.
...and in the fires, I will burn.
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