Death is served and deserved.....

Adolescence was wasted on me or so it seems....but then I wonder if Chuck agrees with me when I say Death is wasted on him. Van Gogh died and we still remember him - in hours of melancholy , in moments of inspiration. But no one remembers you when you die in those very moments, let life just slip like mustard seeds on soft palms. There are exceptions to every rule and mind you this is a rule.

Why do people just give up on life os easily? I believe (and this is a fact) that with every rise there is a fall and it is an alternating, monotonous rountine rather act of fate and time. Why let misery take hold off every cell in your body and dine with death? Have you seen the video - Teardrop by Massive Attack - its quite something really....thats all I can say for men and women who give up on life so easily....and throw in the towel before the first retalliating punch has been laid....You will be not be eaily forgotten rather remembered with pity and sympathy....and I definitely don't want that.....

On a valid segue, I want to die eating chocolate I think - preferably Bounty....hmmmm BOUUUNTTTTYYYYY......yummmm

Love burns brighter than sunshine

I never understood before I never knew what love was for My heart was broke, my head was sore What a feeling Tied up in ancient history I didn’t believe in destiny I look up you're standing next to me What a feeling What a feeling in my soul Love burns brighter than sunshine Brighter than sunshine Let the rain fall, I don't care I'm yours and suddenly you're mine Suddenly you're mine and it's brighter than sunshine I never saw it happening I'd given up and given in I just couldn't take the hurt again What a feeling I didn't have the strength to fight suddenly you seemed so right Me and you What a feeling What a feeling in my soul Love burns brighter than sunshine It's brighter than sunshine Let the rain fall, I don't care I'm yours and suddenly you're mine Suddenly you're mine It's brighter than the sun It's brighter than the sun It's brighter than the sun, sun, shine. Love will remain a mystery But give me your hand and you will see Your heart is keeping time with me What a feeling in my soul Love burns brighter than sunshine It's brighter than sunshine Let the rain fall, I don't care I'm yours and suddenly you're mine Suddenly you're mine

To be or not to be - the quintessential Village Joker

I unfortunately attended the English literature class back in college with the mere thought that - what the heck its my dear Shakespeare- my natal birth chart soulmate...(for the slightly confused- we share a birthdate) and fate would be so sweet as to provide the perfect excuse for me to be essentially ambitious without letting me slip under sheets of attitude and drawn pistols.

It can be quite a task to mince your words so as to not be too sassy or get too noticed (if ever that were a bad thing) But honestly can anyone out there with no important work at hand or world to save- take the time to answer this pure and simple question - what exactly is diplomacy and why be so smug about?? Let me set the record straight first - this does not apply to George W Bush.....but why is there a need to be tactful, reverting back to an earlier post...it sounds like civilsation has taken over every natural instinct to behave like a common place asshole and replaced it with a common place asslicker....

Loyalty will get you far as in the case of Mr. Shivraj patil and Dick Cheney and even Max when it comes to his lunchtime .... but in contemporary society - loyalty is misplaced and is conveniently attirbuted to a person rather than a philosophy... and herein lies my problem...to be a village idiot with misplaced loyalty or a village joker with too many ethics????