Took a man to die to bring me back from the dead. The oddest of all men...aint that somethin? When Im gone I hope....that I get just a pinch of the tribute he has gotten. However...I can do without the fame...the stress,..the ridicule.
From now on my work is my anger...redirected.
10-22-09
I figure I will turn this into a journal type of thing, although I think myspace is garbage, there may be a few out there listening, everybody likes to be listend to I suppose, I speak well but I believe I listen better.
But the person i have the most difficulty listening to,...is myself.
Is that strange or normal, and who's to say whats normal anyway?
Because "normal" is usually defined by a common habit or opinion of a people, so should these people suddenly participate in strange activity,...does it become normal eventually? Sad truth is that it does,...Im no follower,...so I dont give a fuck about whats normal nor strange,..I am ME, you are YOU...it is...what it is.
(based on an earlier debate)
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