| a song by the reverend. this iz my hit. it's about the age of aquarius, that's currently sinking its teeth into the 3arth. it's for the speed of mind album. all hail the new flesh. |


red, white, and blue 1.0red iz for all the blood you've spilt all over the world white iz for the clean slate of the mindz you've enslaved the colourless world you want your cuntry to reprezent and blue iz for the sky we will never see againred, white, and blue 1.0


i åm mmørtal i am the ultimate wizdøm iz absølutely nuthing but still exist am neverending like every møvie yøu've seen i am the bad guy that ålwayz diez but i never die the møvie creates imaginatiøn create reality i can be anything ør nuthing whatever chøøze my søul iz the space yøu live in each universe iz every imaginatiøn i've created each galaxy iz every memøry i've existed and each wørld iz every helli


ghosti am no longer here but i am still here somewhere i'm so tired of life and not scared of death but i'm neither living, nor dead i've come to find out there'z a new road at the end of the road but you have to get there before you can see it it's not a road to anywhere and it's not really even there but, like me, it still exists it's like a message, a story i'm finding out who i am now i don't pheel alone anymore i don't pheel so numb anymore i can finally understand i waz neverghost


a safe placethey're taking it all away all my smilez, all my rights just let me shed a tear and then i'll stand up and fight no one knowz the fear i know the pain, the hatred i've grown an age since then i've never phelt this sedated but i've never phelt this alive and they're the walking dead there'z such a difference in the way we all see this and everything iz painted red i know it's not what we'd like but it's what we need most something to come home to i can't play their game it'll never be the same and i can't bring it back never have ia safe place


all that could bedreaming of so many thingz thinking of so many dreamz and the doorway inside them all pay no attention to the magik behind thoze 3yez save the world, and the government diez all who abuze power and cuntrol shall fallall that could be
with all that i've done, i can still pheel the pain wanting to help a world gone insane conscious from the day i waz born alwayz knew what this peace could bring alive, dead, there'z still a reazon to sing so let's shaed theze empty suits we've worn
show them you care, take them everywhere it's not a good ride till someone diez show


exits existyou've never seen anything... it's like you're in a dense fog driving down an unfamiliar road no one can tell you where it iz you just have to open up see it for yourself it's there when you look up at the sky it's even there on a cloudy day lucy in the sky with diamondz it's alwayz been there but very few have seen it but thoze who have, know what it iz it's like an escape route from prizon it fits in to how you picture your world it adapts to your every need come closer, look deeper you'll see it when there'z nuthing else left to see it's lexits exist


sliver of the mooni stand here, looking out under this big yellow sky phiguring it all out sliver of the moon catchez my 3ye u n d e r s t a n d i n g... opening up to abzorb all the thoughts that surround me lift me up, take me away the dawn of this new day a bright light shinez down baeuty all around take me thru this horizon this everlasting dimsliver of the moon


suicide notei'm killing myself right now i slit my wrists, and i'm just waiting to die watching the blood soak my bed all the thingz i've seen, all the thingz i've done they don't matter anymore they obviously don't matter to you so why should they matter to me everything i've done all the thingz i've done for you you never gave a phuk so why should i it's nuthing to me it's over now i tried so hard and it's come down to this i'm ending my life so this won't hurt anymore i've lost everything in my life that i've ever cared about phuk this, once andsuicide note


onei'm one one in a billion sitting here in the tucson heat sweating my dreams away listening to japan who else would be doing this? one in a billion i'm one all alone unique and unuzual heartbroken one in a billion i'm oneone


voidpart one: nevervoid
how close will we come how far will we never go pleaze, stay with me
how close will you come this life, will we ever learn how far have we come this world, will it never end
some say... some never know... give me a chance to be the child i waz born to be some will never know... our dreamz are telling us...
give in to the last chance tell me it will never end tell me...
what are we here for why are we still here give the youth a magik card tell t
| are you a verbal voyeur? here'z an overdose of raw emotion. enjoy. |
| i love cloudy dayz, rayney dayz, sunrizez, and sunsets. i love when the sky changez colourz. so here are some shots i've taken of thoze moments. they are wallpaperz, so click 'download' for the fullsize image, and set it az your desktop. enjoy. |
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alberta| a massive collection of my screenshots. wallpaperz by me, webshots, fellow deviants, or digitalblasphemy. all vizualstylez by *wb-skinner. |
if you want your desktop to look like this, i can help. style: xoddx, by wb skinner. wallpaper: vomo lailai izland at sunset, fiji, by webshots. |
| rayne miakota (just turned three), and leary samana (one). miakota iz native amerikan for 'dancer of the moon'. leary iz for timothy leary, and samana iz a word for the pauze between inhaling and exhaling during meditational breathing. rayne waz born march second, twothouzandsix, at seven:twenty am (same day az dr. seuss), and leary waz born december twentynineth, twothouzandseven, at seven:fiftyfour pm. they both weighed seven poundz, eleven ouncez. rayne lovez her little brother, and she lovez to sit in 'daddy car'. leary iz starting to walk. |

| poetry, songz, rants, and other magikally delicious, colourfully assorted, artificially flavoured, candy coated writingz, verbal creationz and formulaz, wordage concoctionz, and vocabulyrikal errorz, for your reading enjoyment, by the reverend. i'm a conscious, freethinking poet, artist, muzician, pothead, anarkist, and evolutionist. creator of metamorphosis, the speed of mind, alienated, infinityblue, and tearz in the rayne. i'm a proud member of citizenz offering crucial knowledge, and the ozztek unimind collective, featuring dr. porcupine, prophessor skeptikleze, scientist skizophonix, alien synæsthetiks, and the binæural 3volutionist. my mystress, my two children, rayne miakota and leary samana, and my alien orbital, captain sputnik, help to perpetuate my perpetual perplexitiez. |
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| i'm a verbal artist. a wizard of words. a word magician. i'm a very intelligent, knowledgeable, and experienced writer and poet. i write about consciousness and evolution, among other things. i intend to publish a book of my poetry, and other things, sometime soon. i can write anything, if i put my mind to it. i have a very unique writing style, including spelling, which holds creative meaning for me. i am also a musician, a beginning photographer, and i do desktop customization for windows xp computers. i started writing when i was seventeen, and soon figured out that i was onto something. in the early days, i was inspired by black sabbath lyrics (because they didn't write songs about love and relationships, the most boring, unoriginal, repetitive, overdone subject ever). when i was twenty, i read a book that opened my perceptions, called 'turn on, tune in, drop out', by timothy leary. i started writing about consciousness, and my inspirations have broadened greatly ever since. i can totally revamp the look and pheel of your windows xp desktop, using visual styles, wallpapers, icons and cursors, and assorted desktop programs, that not only look cool, but are functional, and have many different features. if you are tired of the same old look, and want to add colour and style to your desktop, and make it asthætically pleasing, i can help. i am a beginning photographer, and am open to learning all different types of photography. i have an excellent, sophisticated taste in many different types of art, and mostly enjoy very colourful images. i love cloudy days, rainy days, sunrises and sunsets, and i love when the skies change colours, so i have taken pictures of those events. |
| mudvayne, world so cold when passion'z lost, and all the trust iz gone way too far, for way too long children crying, cast out and neglected only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold hold the hand of your best friend look into their 3yez, then watch them drift away some might say, we've done the wrong thingz for way too long, for way too long fever inside the storm, so i'm turning away away from the name (calling your namez) away from the stonez (throw sticks and stonez) cauze i'm through mending the woundz of us keep your thornz, cauze i'm running away away from the gamez (phuking head gamez) away from the space (hate this headspace) the circumstancez of a world so cold burning whisperz remind me of the dayz i waz left alone, in a world this cold guilty of the same thingz, provoked by the cauze i'm left alone in a world so cold fever inside the storm, so i'm turning away away from the name (calling your namez) away from the stonez (throw sticks and stonez) cauze i'm through mending the woundz of us keep your thornz, cauze i'm running away away from the gamez (phuking head gamez) away from the space (hate this headspace) the circumstancez of a world so cold i'm flying, i'm flying away away from the namez (calling your namez) away from the gamez (phuking head gamez) the circumstancez of a world so cold why doez everyone pheel like my enemy don't want any part of depression or darkness i've had enuph, syck and tired bring the sun, or i'm gone, or i'm gone i'm backing out, i'm no pawn no mutherphuking slave to this never lied, never left, never lived never loved, never lost, never hurt never worry about being me, or anyone else not a care, no concern, don't give a shyt about anything backing out, giving up, no mutherphuking slave to this... i need to find a darkened corner a lightless corner where it's safer and calmer |
| timothy leary: turn on, tune in, drop out. robert anton wilson: cozmik trigger. nancy privett: stepping into the aquarian age. bob frissell: nuthing in this book iz true... bill hicks: love all the people and agent of evolution. friedrich nietzsche: the antichrist marilyn manson: the long hard road out of hell. anton lavey: the satanik bible. marion weinstein: pozitive magik. aldous huxley: the doorz of perception. alex jonez: descent into tyranny. david icke: children of the matrix. sylvia browne: end of dayz. whitley strieber: confirmation. nick begich: angelz don't play this haarp. jerry smith: haarp. mark borax: 2012. art martin: 2011. sylver ravenwolf: sylver broomstick. aleister crowley: book of liez. natya lacroix: the art of tantrik sex. frater barrabbas: ritual magik. duane henkle: the ascension guidebook. edgar cayce: atlantis. david wilcock: the reincarnation of edgar cayce. carl jung: the undiscovered self. jim marrz: rule by secrecy. jamez walden: the ultimate alien agenda. meg blackburn lozey: the children of now. lee carroll: the indigo children. damien echolz: almost home. gretchen peterz: seedz of terror. ahmed rashid: descent into chaos. joseph campbell: the power of myth. noam chomsky: profit over people. ram dass: journey of awakening. robert arnott: trepanation. zecharia sitchin: the end of dayz. l.g. nicholas: psilocybin mushroom handbook. paul stamets: psilocybin mushroomz of the world. william s. burroughz: naked lunch. hunter s. thompson: fear and loathing in las vegas. allen ginzberg: howl. tom wolfe: the electrik koolaid acid test. ken kezey: demon box. disclaimer: you may think that some of the information in theze books iz contradictory, but when you're openminded, and looking to learn, you can overlook certain contradictionz in this information, becauze it's information. but if you're a religious person, and aren't saying anything informational, but instead, just spouting off a bunch of bullshyt, not only iz it eazy to be contradictory when you're spouting off bullshyt, but you're contradicting yourself, which makes you look like a real jackass lozer, and intelligent people can tell that you're full of shyt, and we can see right thru your bullshyt. that's why your god iz against human intelligence, cauze he'z contradicting himself az well, and he doezn't want people to know that, he just wants you to follow blindly. think for yourself. |
| 'but when a long train of abusez and usurpationz, pursuing invariably the same object, evincez a dezign to reduce them under absolute despotizm, it iz their right, it iz their duty, to throw off such government, and provide new guardz for their future security' (national treazure). we know who we are, and what we wanna say, and we don't care who'z listening. we don't rebel to sell, it just suits us well, we're the bright young thingz. this izn't muzik, and we're not a band, we're five middle fingerz on a mutherphukin hand. i wazn't born with enuph middle fingerz, i don't need to chooze a side. i waz a hand grenade that never stopped exploding, you were automatik, and az hollow az the 'o' in 'god' (marilyn manson). hey asshole, phuk you and your shytty muzik. stink hot at five am, when the machine starts up again. the sky iz still pink. all hail the new flesh (strapping young lad). i ain't selling my soul when there'z nuthing to buy (mudvayne). i wanna be az big az a mountain, i wanna fly az high az the sun, i wanna know what the rent's like in heaven, i wanna know where the river goez (stonetemplepilots). camera'z got them imagez, camera'z got them all, nuthing'z shøcking, show me everybody, naked and disphigured, nuthing'z shøcking (jane'z addiction). won't you help me mr jezus, won't you tell me if you can, when you see this world we live in, do you still believe in man? if my songz become my freedom, and my freedom turnz to gold, then i'd ask the final question, if the answer could be sold (black sabbath). if you can't change your mind, are you sure you still have one? fight the rich, not their warz. jeopardize your future with dangerous free thinking. if you think the system iz working, ask someone who izn't. still living in the sixtiez till something better comez along. if 3volution iz outlawed, only outlawz will 3volve. 3volution, becauze 'revolution' impliez going around in circlez. 'nuthing in biology makes sense except in the light of 3volution' (theodosius dobzhansky). a denial of evolution, however motivated, iz a denial of evidence, a retreat from reazon to ignorance (dr. tim d. white). a mind iz like a parachute, it only works if it's open (thomas r. dewar). (i saw some bumpersticker that said) liberalz are so openminded, their brainz fall out (now how dumb do you have to be to be that proud of being so clozedminded, enuph to put a sticker like that on your car? izn't that the dumbest thing you've ever heard?). (some dumbass therapist once told me) evolution iz over (yeah, maybe for you). dissent gave birth to this nation. (i got a ten dollar bill from taco bell once, that had written on it) when there are no thronez, we can all live like kingz. (i saw this on a sign infront of a baptist church the other day) some mindz are like concrete, mixed up and permanently set. he iz your god, they are your rulez, you burn in hell. if money iz the root of all evil, how come churchez are alwayz begging for it? (i'm getting so tired of seeing stickerz like 'thank a cop', and 'god bless our troops', so i thought of this) god bless our killerz, becauze we know god would want them to kill people. why do we kill people to show people that killing people iz wrong? some people are alive, simply becauze it's illegal to kill them. i don't make predictionz, i make educated guessez. ufoz are real, the government doezn't exist. let freedom ring with a shotgun blast! an open mind with a clozed fist. nineteenninetyfour. corruption, racizm, hate. the church haz failed. if jezus came down, he'd be shot (machine head). i say, let's evolve. let the chips fall where they may (tyler durden). i know all the rulez, but they do not know me (eddie vedder). superprofundo on the early eve of your day (waking life). 3volution®, makin shyt bigger and better since the dawn of time (me). i'm pissed off that not enuph people are pissed off! (bill maher). if you're not pissed off, then you're not paying attention. you can't make an informed decizion unless you're fully informed. knowing you're right, just provez that you're wrong. it's best to keep your mouth shut, and let people think you're stupid, rather than opening it and proving it. the profoundness of the stupidity just numbs my brain. i give 3volution two oppozable thumbz up! make love, not war! drop acid, not bombz! legalize it! kill your televizion! stop letting your mama cut your hair! the caterpillar cannot understand the butterfly. timothy leary identified a genetik type whoze phuture circuits have begun to be activated, and coined them 'phutants'. did you get my message? (jezus christ). jezus iz my airbag. anger iz a gift. don't trust the police. bad cop, no donut. phuk the police. phuk war. iz it fascizm yet? curious how your god hates all the same people you do. it's amazing how your government fearz all the same people you do. don't pray in my skool, and i won't think in your church. believe whatever you want, and shut the phuk up. only an evil, cuntrolling god would tell you that it's wrong to think for yourself. faith meanz not wanting to know what's true. in god you trust. the rest of us will decide for ourselvez, thanks. i tried procrastinating, but i never got around to it (a bum on a bus). i'd rather stay a child and keep my selfrespect, if being an adult meanz being like you (jello biafra). swim against the current. even a dead fish can go with the flow (jim hightower). learn the rulez so you know how to break them properly (dalai lama). you're either in or in the way (ozzy ozbourne). i'd rather have a bottle infront of me, than a frontal lobotomy (wb skinner). life iz not about finding yourself, it's about creating yourself (george bernard shaw). it's better to be hated for who you are, than loved for who you're not (phlogiston verdigris). for once you have tasted flight, you will alwayz walk the 3arth with your 3yez turned skyward, for there you have been and there you long to return (leonardo davinci). you have your way. i have my way. az for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it doez not exist (friedrich nietzsche). one doez not sell the land upon which people walk (crazy horse). the world chewed me up and spit me out. apparently, i waz too bitter for it's tastes (pyropain). shell of choice: one that can keep the rest of the world out (sylverrayne). when the last capitalist iz strangled, with the guts of the last bureaucrat, cherry treez will blossom in our mindz (chewupablotter). what doezn't kill you, simply makes you... stranger (nemesis). phuk you, i won't do what you tell me. yes, i know my enemiez, they're the teacherz who taught me to fight me. what? the land of the free? whoever told you that iz your enemy! (rage against the machine). yeah, well, who'z brain'z workin on outdated software?! (men in black 2). all indianz, no chiefs. the last sane moment we ever knew, waz on the plainz of afrika, 15,000 yearz ago. beliefs are dangerous. beliefs allow the mind to stop functioning. a nonfunctioning mind iz clinikly dead. believe in nuthing (tool). 'god forbid we should ever be twenty yearz without such a rebellion. the people cannot be all, and alwayz, well informed. the part which iz wrong will be discontented, in proportion to the importance of the facts they misconceive. if they remain quiet under such misconceptionz, it iz lethargy, the forerunner of death to the public liberty. and what cuntry can prezerve its libertiez, if its rulerz are not warned from time to time, that this people prezerve the spirit of rezistance? let them take armz. the remedy iz to set them right az to the facts, pardon and pacify them. what signify a few livez lost in a century or two? the tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time, with the blood of patriots and tyrants. it iz its natural manure'. 'the bæuty of the second amendment, iz that it will not be needed until they try to take it' (thomas jefferson). the ugliness of the second amendment, iz that no matter how many gunz you have, the government will alwayz have more, so trying to start a revolution with gunz, will only turn out the same az what happened in waco. so get rid of your gunz, people, and uze your brainz, and think of a better way to start a revolution (me). handgunz are made for killing, they ain't no good for nuthing else. and if you like to drink your whiskey, you might even shoot yourself. so why don't we dump them, people, to the bottom of the sea, before some old fool come around here, wanna shoot either you or me (lynyrd skynyrd). |
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"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination"
Albert Einstein
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The journey is the destination.
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"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination"
Albert Einstein
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~Peace~
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Indians scatterd on American highways bleeding, ghosts crowd this young child's fradgile eggshell mind.
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george bush sayz we are lozing the war on drugz. you know what that impliez? there'z a war being fought, and people on drugz are winning it'. - bill hicks.
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