the drunken individual side of the moon

During my college experience i learned a lot of things about the world, one important fact I learned which my roommate bob didn't is not to put beer in the refrigerator space that was not yours. Somehow a few beers got drunken. I will not use spell check for this post so i guess individuals looking for free beer can count the number of English errors and get back to me on how i did and I'll buy them a beer when we to meet......

So what shall i talk about ....sip beer...OK i got it... i guess ill talk about what i really learned by going to college.......


By going to college I learned that I don't like people... Yes individuals are interesting, but the vast majority of people you meet at college are not decent people, much like high school Their minisqual problems are self absorbed and their dependence on outside sources to indulge in their self absorbed world make me want to vomit. So i'm happy with the small group of friends i retained from college, and high school..

I learned my limits to alcohol... yes people go to college and have nights where they just get sloppy drunk and waddle around the street until they pass out.. I had those nights, but I've learned not to have these nights when driving a car.... I guess it pays to spend a good amount of money drinking at college so you don't kill yourself not knowing your limit...

There is a time for work and there is a time for play... I learned to procrastinate like a mother fucker, but when the time comes, i'll get shit done.. Scheduling your time is another important factor in going to college.

Maturing as an individual, yes i did a lot of stupid things that i shall never repeat, but the learning experience is priceless. Sometimes you have to stick your head in the toilet and flush it before you realize something was a stupid idea and college is a perfect time to exercise that experience.

Women are the best things in life, and also the worst.. the deepest of your emotions can be explored and toyed with by other individuals you let in. From the greatest mountains of ecstasy to bottomless pits of humiliation, the exploration of the opposite sex can be well..... the sum of human emotions into a finite space where a infinite amount of feelings one could experience can never be fully described because the feelings in themselves are infinite and the measurement of those feelings are deterministic, thus never the same for any individual (even when experiencing the same thing).

Taste is subjective. And individuals who can not understand that shouldn't be in college.

Your mom jokes are funny, and if you say they are old then i say your mom's old.

I learned the world often isn't fair....

Republicans suck

Democrats suck

individuals who push their own agenda and not the group of the whole are horrible individuals.

Money brings out the worst in people... It should be outlawed... But individuals will say, oh your a communist bastard, the only reason communism didn't work was because you had a dictator running the government and not a set of individuals who were set on furthering the progress of man kind.

That's what we need right now, we don't need big oil companies being like we have 20 percent profit earnings this period... i guess were making governments collapse because our goods cost too much.... oh well the individuals in that country that matter can get out and go to a stable country while the poor people can fight amongst themselves... I hate money, i hate the idea of money, i hate giving handouts to poor people, and handouts to rich people... yes if you don't know what handouts to rich people are its called the god damn mother fucking stock god damn fucking market... its simply a place where rich people can somehow make more money... and poor people don't have enough money to invest into it thus

Yes life isn't fair, so i guess i shall stop there...

Good night republic..

An Ever Changing World

Why were we placed on a rock in the middle of the universe millions of light years beyond anything of relative importance?   

We have waged war, conquered and wrote history, only to be conquered again and re-wrote history again and again.  Through infinite possibilities we now live in the world that exists as it is today.

What scares me is the thing that will ultimately ruin our society is the limiting of ideas and the value we put on a piece of paper.  Laws are in constant creation and an individuals who say democracy and free enterprise are the best system we have need to wake up because no one is equal in America anymore. 

 It seems like we have accepted a glorified fiefdom where upper class (individuals such as Paris Hilton)

can buy anything in the world and watch it burn for warmth. Whereas the lower class that needs these material goods to survive must waste an exorbitant amount of time just to make a little bit better then the status quo.

With our leaders in a constant state of argument its hard to foresee a clear vision of change for the better.  If anything it appears that until we stand up for ourselves, society in American can fall by the wayside.  

And with our ideas in a constant state of copyright how long would it take until its illegal to think with the world population reaching 10 billion people? 

Walls

I live in a canyon,close to a dam,
my house made of concrete,
and windows made from sand.

Solid red walls,
Painted the canyon hall,
full of vibrant shades,
of rock; of clay.

Water flows slowly,
cracks in the dam,
a river, gently flowing.

Only....

Twenty feet below,
My house on a plate,
high enough to with stand,
the rivers highest flow.

From there the canyon walls,
peak high overhead,
and at 12 noon ,

daylight peaks through.

I sit by the window,
startled by a noise,

So....

I glance out the window,
as sand stings my winker.

Water flowed,
High enough to break through,
what a determinant hassle,

I'll make it through,
just swim to safety,
please get in the dory,
and float daintily.

Thunder nailed the canyon walls,
as i struggled to bolt,
but to anyone's amazement,
I settled back for my rocker.

Water flowed through,
splashed my ankles,
no chance of escape,
water enveloped my cankles.

The darkened shadow erupted,
down the canyon path,
water...
scheisse...

I should of listened,
in buying a different house,
But Now I shall parish,
As that wall of water,
Engulfs my house.