It's okay, the holidays cause goyim to go wild everywhere.

If I have the sniffles for six weeks, which happens to me every odd winter, I'm still going to face the public. Hopefully I didn't kill anyone.

I'm still learning the operations of life as well. Maybe a part of me knew I was treading a thin line and that was why I posted about it.

Thanks for reading and for constructive criticism.

M.S.

The Green Plastic watering can
For the Fake Chinese Robert Plant
In a fake plastic Earth.

That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of the sun.

It wears her out,
It wears her out,
It wears her out,
It wears her out.

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns.

I used to do surgery
For girls in the 80s
But gravity always wins.

It wears him out
It wears him out
It wears him out
It wears him out.

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My Fake Plastic love.

In a fast
German car
I'm amazed that I survived
An airbag saved my life.

An interstellar blast (past)
I'm back to save the you (universe)

A part of me is still growing stronger. The chart showing my mental accuity over time, with overlaying symptomology, will be a doozy to produce. Years ago, recognizing improvement necessarily meant I was still mentally ill. Now I'm not so sure. Maybe some people improve and grow stronger as a natural facet of life and getting older.

I'm still approximately 35 years old. Young as hell, still, but on the doorstep of eternity.

Barry Greenstein, whom I dearly miss seeing in the public eye, once remarked that the mind peaks around the age of 50. I can do a lot in 15 years.

Quite often when I misspell, I look at the word and think my choice of spelling is better.

Upon my 1129th blog post there will be a celebration. I will plan something ridiculous.

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My art producer friend is excited to have someone collaborating with him, and even though I spent 45-seconds creating the most pop-sounding trash I could come up with, it's turning into something experimental and cool. I typically play guitar with whatever coins I have laying around, don't own any picks currently lol, and am still procuring old talents from my teenage years amidst a hollow wasteland of being out of practice. It almost doesn't matter anymore, once an instrument becomes apart of you it's almost identical to riding a bicycle.

So I'm kind of happy that's a thing again in my life.

I'm halfway through Doyle's biography. Then I have to read The Genius of Birds, Sklansky and Malmuth's new book, and Slaughterhouse-Five.

I find biographies to be boring. Almost all of them. Doyle's book is immensely good. I wish it were 500+ pages.

same, i often leave it on purpose

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C1NIp...BzeHVnaW9jZA==

I think it's cool. My buddy has improved a ton in the past few years. He basically became a musician from scratch.

I had sent him 10-seconds of guitar playing and he did the rest.

Getting brain damaged every time you have Covid is fun. Healing and neurogensis actually is fun.

I had a thought while on mushrooms. I witnessed the evolution of life in front of my eyes, from recombinant DNA --> cellular life --> modern humans. And then, like an egg, the brain of the modern human hatched! Protruding from the skull was a dragon.

Perhaps I'll get my dragon wings after this virus passes. May it happen in public, please? lol

Jack-knifed Juggernaut--

I am born again.

Song is down for maintenance! If you had a chance to listen to our expiremental 60s groove track, that's great.

I sat down to practice tonight and came up with a 4-note riff immediately. I sent it over to J-Rob who is now in the lab producing another song.

I'll share myself playing guitar one of these days. Does anyone know the best way to convert a "voice memo" file from iphone into something I can share on the forums?

Embarking on a tune by Pink Floyd called 'Pigs on the Wing'. Animals is a really great album. As much as I adore the post-Syd Catalogue of Floyd, I really do find PotW to be their most moving piece of music.

I hope this blog is good enough to warrant the thousands of views it has gotten.

The truth is that my writing could be interpreted as sanctimonious, or worse. I'm not really sure either way, that's for you to decide.

Writing blog posts of past yonder...the quality of writing wasn't as good...but the topics felt more "cutting edge", if not creative, and interesting.

The throes of mental illness is pure agony. Oh boy, it sure is. But some of my writing samples were golden. I'm a more boring person than I used to be, thinking-wise (though hardly with wisdom :P ), at least. It's a preferable state of mind.

Song is back up. If you like early renditions, experimental 60s sound, you will probably dig this one.

Following tedius instruction, your hero has learned how to upload Youtube videos.

I recorded this 8 years ago to impress a girl. She got mad at "how talented" I was. lol, women.

that’s really good. hey teacher, leave those kids alone.

Thanks for the listen, Bryce.

I read your blog. all of it.

That means I've made it!

Sunbro, Arlo, and Spawnwave are my go-tos for video game news.