Shattered Fine Thinking

Animals, humans falling into that category as well, have the amazing power to subject themselves to amazing pain to stay alive. They stay alive not because they are afraid of death, but because of the pain others will succomb to after they die. I've seen animals going through the worst pains fighting to stay alive. My boss's pit-bull had lyme disease and a fractured vertebrate. His back would curl up in pain when he was alone, but the second a familiar face walked in the room he would get a bright eyed expression on his face and act like everything was fine. The most recent death of an animal to me was Boo-Kitty...yeah..some people don't like the name, but we gave her that name as very young children...she lived a long long life and never complained when she died a slow death of however many illnesses linked to old age...when you walked in the room she just started purring..even right before she died...animals are tough..not because they want to stay in pain, but because they know that others don't want them to die..and will be very upset once they are gone...so they hold on..and try their best to act like nothing is wrong...i guess a death like getting run over by a car (or traffic accident for us humans) is somehow better than a slow disease..because you can think of them as having had a happy life and it stolen from them suddenly..rather than seeing them fight it to the very end..all the while trying to make you, the healthy one, feel like everything is okay..but it will be..sooner or later

Vehicles of Mass Destruction

There's a realization i've come to. I think that normal everyday citizens create problems. For instance...ordinary folk go about thinking they don't matter and their votes don't count etc etc...but what ordinary folk don't get is the fact that their actions drive many business/politician types around the globe.....You wouldn't care about natural resources such as oil if there wasn't money in it...the more oil the more power...oil runs everything...its like morphine...turn it into heroin and sell it cheap until they get hooked..then jack up the price...THe politician/business type has gotten good at getting the oil....but they're only doing it because the ordinary folk likes to buy it...wasting billions on it...we are hooked...junkies...lost without it. In 1992 there was a type of HOnda civic that got 55 miles to the gallon...My friend Scott has a Hybrid prius that gets about 46 on average...the technology is moving slow..and in the wrong direction...get rid of oil all together..research: Bio-Diesel, Waste Vegetable Oil, Vegetable Oil Vehicles..these are merely ways to use some of the vehicles that can still be used...but..hydrogen vehicles....thats the way to go...we drive around with up to 30 gallons of gasoline or diesel in our vehicles at a time...I used to drive a diesel truck that had a 100 gallon fuel cell in the back...i was a driving gas station...hydrogen is no more dangerous than gasoline...http://www.rmi.org/sitepages/pid536.php...if I could find a way to get soy bean oil...i'd buy a Ford F-350 turbo diesel and stuff the bed with an insulated soybean tank...soy bean oil is ideal for diesel engines...it will give it around 35-40 miles per gallon compared to the normal 15-20..with no loss of horsepower...diesel engines were originally designed to run on vegetable oils...when it was introduced to the public by Rudolf DIESEL..he had it running on peanut oil...

I'm goin' half to start a peanut farm in West Varginayy...if I go to Logan's and steal a bucket of peanuts...can I plant them to grow more peanuts?

I Don't like Chronicles NARNIAS

I turn 9 month's younger than I really am soon..that is only if you think like a psycho...because most of those 9 months I was a mass of worthless tissue meant to be discharged..So..I won't be 23 and 9 months on January 17...i'll be 23..because that's when I was able to leave the womb of my mother and enter this disatrous chaotic world...humans are the only species that will die if left alone after birth...we're fucking useless until age 3-5..or 12 for some of the little bastards who can't seem to get the fact that they're annoying and their actions are not cute...yeah..i like it when kids shit their pants and dig it out with their hands..sometimes..people make us worry and our anxieties build up until we thrash out against the things that make us who we are..even if we are suffering from different mental anguishes..revealed in blogs....you look good in that sweater..sweet water taffy...my dirty fingers scratch my eyes...pluralize the nouns...comprehend your grammatical errors if you want to stay in my class young man..take off my clothes....old women like to talk dirty..its weird..even after they blow six weeks of gingerale carbination out their ass...hehe...good ness...i'm glad church is over..that was a tough semester..but I finally got out..they even gave me a diploma that said I graduated church..but i threw it in their face..and said you can't graduate what ain't real..and the pastor and I faught for 34 minutes.it was a close fight..but I shattered his lower spine...I was Hulk Hogan...I held him over my head..and stopped his fall with a knee to the back..he died without a prayer..he tried..Oh he tried...but i stuffed his cape in his mouth to neglect his final attempt at escaping reality...without engineering there might be less clutter