Thursday, October 25, 2007

Understanding Of Joy The Is Pleasure Noblest The

Good morning folks. I have a late start this morning to this. I had some first priorities to take care of and I slept for about ten to twelve hours last night. Which is too Much in case you were wondering. I don't think I am going to write too much. I am not really feeling I have too much to write about. Well, I do. But some things are just too personal to share on the world wide web. Yes, even for me. Or I am just self-conscious at the moment and I will blab it all to you later when I don't feel like I am on my period. Because I am actually pretty personal at times in this blog I have discovered. The Government has all they need to control me with written here for them on a silver platter. But I never plan on being important enough to be a target. Nor do I have big plans to change the world. It will change on its own soon enough. I like to try and just survive. Not try to predict what is gonig to happen down the road that I won't like and try and stop it before it happens etc.

I think the world is going to be alright myself. A shitload of people might get wiped out. Society as we know it may crumble. But we are resillient. We will rebuild and evolve to this point or even farther again in the future. As I have said before, the earth is like a self cleaning oven. Needs to warm up (global warming) change it's climate. Kill us. The bacteria that destroys, innovates, and consumes everything insanely. Even me. Even you. I could have fed a shitload of starving Africans and probably educated them as well with the money I have spent on smoking, drugs, parties, bars, restaurants, girlfriends, which is just the socially acceptable way to pay for sex. I told my boss yesterday that I want to go out the greatest way known to man. Death by orgasm. Basically have an orgasm so strong, all my life energy exits through the white liquid that comes out of the head of my cock. Some poor girl would have to be traumatized. I don't know how Jaime would handle me dying on top of her. Probably the same way as everyone else. Freak the fuck out.

Or give yourself a pat on the back for being that good. Imagine being able to consistently be so good at sex that you could choose for your partner to die of orgasm. It would be the greatest way to be an assasin. You carry a sniper rifle. Well I got my cock. Completely untraceable. You won't get any hits in AFIS with this shit. And it is quieter... Actually wait. It is more subtly loud. It is the sound of people fucking as opposed to a gunshot. Which I don't know about you guys, but sounds a little more suspicious and high profile to me. God created sex. Bet you he is a fine fuck. I can't end this post on anything other then that. You can't top God and sex ability. So on that note. Miss you kids. I hope you all have a lovely day. Cheers!

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