My Life Is An Endless Succession Of People Saying Goodbye

This past Friday, Chris, Bexx, Nicole, Tre, Maxx Powers and I drove down to Wilkes – Barre, PA for Posi Numbers. Fun times. Way too many fights. Lots of good friends. At too much Taco Bell. Got some new jeans.
Got some new books…

Daniel Quinn
Ishmael, a gorilla rescued from a traveling show who has learned to reason and communicate, uses these skills to educate himself in human history and culture. Through a series of philosophical conversations with the unnamed narrator, a disillusioned Sixties idealist, Ishmael lays out a theory of what has gone wrong with human civilization and how to correct it, a theory based on the tenet that humanity belongs to the planet rather than vice versa.

The Story of B
Daniel Quinn
The continuation of “Ishmael”

Portable Nietzsche
Friedrich Nietzsche
This made the weekend more barable.
“Insanity in individuals is something rare – but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.”

“He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”

“The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.”

“Christianity was from the beginning, essentially and fundamentally, life’s nausea and disgust with life, merely concealed behind, masked by, dressed up as, faith in “another” or “better” life.”

I scored this badass last night…
seriously I am obsessed.
Look at all these that I have to get

I will get to the iPod’s when I have more time.
I may just go buy one and play with it…

Children of the Black Sun

I stumbled across a Black Sun sticker here in Salem. The Black Sun is a sneaky swastika mainly used buy esoteric and occult nazi’s. Some Nazi pilots toward the end of the war in 1945 painted the black sun symbol on their aircraft. The black sun had significance as the primal source of life and power, harking back to Blavatsky’s Secret Doctrine, which proto-Nazis mined for esoteric information. Erich Halik, a Swiss engineer and a member of the Vienna circle of Fascists surrounding Wilhelm Landig (1909-1997), was the first to link the “Black Sun” roundel insignia with the esoteric SS. “The alchemical metaphor of sol niger [black sun] was said to represent occultation, blackening, a sinking into the mystery of self-discovery,” writes Goodrick-Clarke in his book Black Sun: Aryan Cults, Esoteric Nazism and the Politics of Identity.

I am fucking slammed at work, so I don’t really have time to write more about it…
Do some google searches on the Black Sun and occult or swastika and some very interesting thing come up indeed.


You Do – Aimee Mann
The Devil’s Daughter – Cat Power
Share This Poison – Razed In Black

I have never seen such a display of low rent mouth breathing trash as I did yesterday when Jonas, Thomas and I went to Ozzfest to hang out with some old friends, sadly we missed all there sets (Throwdown, Bleeding Through, Darkest Hour, and Every Time I Die), but when you play at 10:20 on a monday morning that will happen.

One of the highlights was watching a couple argue over the woman’s constant need to show you breasts. “Why do you have to constantly show everyone your tits. Those are my tits!”. She quited him for a quick second by letting him suck on one of them for a second. They where back to fighting in about 30 seconds. Some of the best qoutes-

“Why don’t I ever get that blowjob I asked for 1000 times”

“I want to take you home and make love to you 2 times”

“Why do you fuck him, and without a condom, that’s my skin!”

Then there was this guy

he fucking ruled.

Hatebreed was amazing as always, Slayer was Slayer, but the highlight was Black Sabbath for sure…
We partied back at the bus waiting for the traffic to die down. Watched Chris Lisk ride a mini street bike around in his underwear and aviators scaring the shit out of shitty bands like OTEP… we started a sick Playstation 2 windbreaker crew…

We said our goodbyes, we will see most of the dudes again in a few weeks at Hellfest.

I got a fucking ticket on the way home.
Improper turn. I got away lucky… a few well spoken lies to pigs can go a long way…

this runs through our veins…

You’re Better Off Dead – Children of Bodom
I Turned Into A Martian – The Misfits
Trigger – In Flames
Nothing In Vain – Most Precious Blood
My Design – Strike Anywhere
Hybrid Moments -The Misfits
Above The Law – Raid
Asphixiate – Earth Crisis
Lifetime – Outspoken
Gone Sour – The Promise
Burial – Septic Death
A Life Less Plagued – Carry On
Outsider – Rocket From The Crypt
Consumed – Ringworm
Talon of Dominion – Assuck
Coptic Times – 108

So I have been so busy I haven’t had a chance to update this fucking thing. Wednesday Jahanna and I went to see fucking Saves The Day. I am a Grown Ass Man (as Jahanna says) amongst a sea of children, I still had fun. We got there as they played there first song and dipped right at it was over… thankfully we didn’t have to put up with any opening band, there is only some much singing about teenage heartache that I can take in one evening.

From there we went to find Cara at some bar in JP. No luck. So Jahanna and I went to Spike’s and made ourselves sick. From there we went to Blackout bar to say happy birthday to a friend. While there I got the rage and Jahanna made me go inside… saw some people I haven’t seen in a while which is good. Saw a band play which was not good. It’s funy how sketchy some people are… some suspensions where confirmed, Jahanna and I laughed. We took off to meet Marquis, TimBomb and company at the fucking Model… TimBomb has a fucking moustache. We played a 4 person game of Buck Hunter, I came in 3rd, sadly I was the only sober one playing…
When we got home, we decided to go to the 100 Demons video shoot in lovely Waterbury, CT in the morning. Of course Jahanna was on time to pick us up and my fat ass was still sleeping.

Bye the time we (Tre, Thomas, Jahanna, and I) got there it was noon. It was good to see F-Sean and Big E. We hung out for a while and quickly got bored and went to Chili’s, which was a fucking horrible idea. For some reason we all felt like shit afterwards. Back at the set Jahanna and I quickly got bored again and decided to hit the mall to find a birthday present. We found everyone in Waterbury is fucking fat, or at least at this fucking trashy as low rent mall we went too…
we wanted airbrush. they take 24 hours.
we wanted name plate necklaces. again 24 hours.
what the fuck.

We then went to the grocery store to get a delicious beverage… I got a huge as Bananna Strawberry smoothie, which I must say, was like pouring concrete directly into my stomach. fucked.

Back to the video shoot. Lots of thugs, pitbulls, and generallly leatheresque people. Thomas got invlovled, Tre and I just watched, Jahanna just text messaged…

The way home brought Taco Bell, Thomas and I gaying off, and massive rain that made Jahanna angry…

Came home to 5000 voice mails. Went to sleep.