It’s always easier

February 25th, 2006 by fiend under glimpse of genius

To believe the things that aren’t real then the things that are real, i once believed i was an umbrella, why? I’m lying, I’m not a idiot like you all, but that’s besides the point, if you believe on something, why isn’t that real? it’s real on your mind, why isn’t the world on your mind, reality, you comprehend and interpret the world thorough your brain, why not change the rules, why shouldn’t you imagine things?

Try for one day to imagine that the world is a wonderful place, just stroll around, give money to the peddlers, talk nice to people, be cordial and happy, don’t worry about anything, all is well and there is not a care in the world, go eat an apple, or maybe an orange, tell a girl or a boy that you love them, just because you feel like loving and you have a lot of love to give, smile a lot, and be helpful, make wacky faces to babies, and then make them again to the mothers, go and eat ice cream, enjoy the fresh air, the smell of grass or the warmth of hot sand, watch the blue sky and see how beautiful it will get when the blue starts to fade to black with wonderful sunset with the stars popping out, that would be wonderful….but in the end, we all know that’s a lie.

Heartwarming gut-wrenching feeling

February 23rd, 2006 by fiend under glimpse of genius

Who doesn’t love it, that’s one of the reasons i enjoy anime, sure it’s cartoons, but what are movies? it’s the same thing, the same category if things that aren’t real, what i enjoy in this oriental form of entertainment is the lack of inhibitions, if its not real, why do you need restrains?

The same thing goes for duck hunting or seal bashing, seal bashing with 6 year old girls in a tight fit dress…ohh wait i have a better one, a kick in the stomach of a jew nigger pregnant lesbian, yeah that hits (literally) the spot maybe in the end you’ll be left with that oh so unfamiliar, heartwarming gut-wrenching feeling.

Chips sodomize the world

February 22nd, 2006 by fiend under glimpse of genius

Yeah you heard me, fucking chips, we all know fast foods will kill us, and like most vices you know it’s bad but you do it any way, the interesting thing about chips, is that they are everywhere, those damm chips, what the fuck, you can ask for pizza, taco, hamburger, whatever, but chips always come with them, shit, the french fries/chips/taters are the killers, lets get to the facts, shall we:

Potatoes are basically water, carbohydrate and vitamin C, that sounds good, until we reach the toxic parts, including solanine and chaconine (that can cause things like headaches, diarrhea, cramps and in severe cases coma and death), frying a potato, does destroy most of the toxin, but not all of it, ohhh but i also destroys almost all the nutrients including the vitamin C, now we add the frying oil, with that you acquire fat (usually saturated), not only that it also creates a sub product named acrylamide (a carcinogen, just like smoking and gambling) or better yet they use “trans fats” cooking oils that increase diseases like atherosclerosis or coronary heart disease, so in the end you get a sugary/salty carbohydrate full of “cancer inducing” fat sprinkled with tasty toxins, hummm that sounds….wonderfull

So what’s the point of all of this, well if you are thinking of suicide, but you aren’t that sure about it, well, maybe instead of jumping off a building or cutting something, why not go to some fast foods, preferably 3 times a day for a full year, i guarantee in the end you will feel week, miserable, depressed and for all intentions and purposes half dead, the “jumping off a building” will be a breeze ^_^

Redneck Rampage

February 22nd, 2006 by fiend under shit i hate

First… how do you know you’re a redneck…well if you live in the united states of america and you live at least 100 miles from salt water ocean…then you are a redneck, congratulations you are part of a selected american inbreed, so this is just a shout out to all you rednecks, go fuck yourselves

fiendish is part of s2r, with some wp in the mix