Saturday, April 05, 2003 : Mandys Life Part two(1997)

part 2 (1997): We are the strangest ones of all. This age, a time of apathy and violence. A time where the two ends of the scale are I don't care, and I care so much, I'm gonna kill ya. The only thing we do about it, is sit around and watch the tele and pretend we care. Middle class punks are taking over the world. Everyone is scared of them. The cushy lifestyle is all we need to spawn these hell demons, who just want to fit in. We freak out if someone looks at something that is ours, and freak out if they don't want to . We don't want to be here anymore than you do, we're stuck here, like sardines in a can, living like pigs and giving ourselves to people just to belong to something, anything, as long as it's "in". An open epidemic of solitary confinement. We try to make statements, but were told not to be insolent, we let musicians talk for us, and we are told to turn off that garbage. The 60's had something to unite for, the end of war. The 70's had their drugs, and disco(that was why disco was in. Everyone was to stoned to realize it sucked; acid made the funky colours and clothes really cool) the 80's, well, they had their parents who ignored them, and they wrecked themselves for attention. We got the attention, but it's not good shit. We get fucked over all the time because we're teenagers. Our parents never really grew up, and so we have to deal with their childish affairs, and still it's our fault that we are so screwed up. The Earth is screwed as far as producing anything. In a few years(I say a few not in the literal sense. could be lots) the hole in the ozone will make it so you can't go outside, and what'll we do then? We are the age that has to deal with it. By the time our children are old enough to work, all of the "older" people will be to old to work, and then they'll have the prime jobs, if only we'd have good jobs, so we could send them to school, and they'd know how to do stuff.

I think we should trash all the technology. Go back to horses and buggies, guys who lit all the street lamps with really big matches. Before we had computers, and women wore big dresses, and were married for dowries. It wasn't so bad then, you could have as many affairs as you wanted, and still have an awesome title. It was almost a right to cheat. Love was nothing but a word girls used to sweet talk their fathers into a better marriage. There were problems with those times, but hey, at least they couldn't kill you. The world was a vast empire for everyone to explore. We need to go back to when pot wasn't illegal. The Indians used it forever before the damn white people came and fucked them over with their damn laws. Has anyone every died from pot? NOPE. Genesis 1:12 "I give you ALL the seed bearing plants and herbs to use" I mean, how can you fight the Bible. The artists have it right. They paint pictures of where they wish they were, make sculptures of how they wish they could be. We just have caught on to what they're trying to say. BE WHO YOU ARE. It's all right for you to want to be someone else, just don't imitate, find you're own way of doing it. You are the way you are, because you were meant to be that way. I don't believe in fate. You make you're own fate. It's all up to you. You chose the path you take, and no one else. If you take the high road, then that's you're choice. We all decide in the end. There is no higher power, it's all in our heads. People have a way of making thing up to explain what they are frightened of. It's the spot theory. We call a disaster just that because it wrecks what we have built, and maybe kills a few people. What makes us think that we should name something like that. I personally don't like the English language, or any language for that matter. Ever have one of those days where you say a word, and it just doesn't sound right? EXACTLY!!!! That's because it isn't. What makes us think that a hot dog should be a hot dog? Doesn't look like a "Heated Canine" now does it. But that goes the same for letters. I read once that the alphabet don't like words. It's like our way of keeping them down. Only A and I don't care cause they are their own words. Matthew Good talks to inanimate objects. He said that thing about the alphabet. He's a pretty cool person. For one I haven't met. I would like to do that some time. Meet Matt. Whadda'ya think?