Inspirational inspiration

This is one of my favorite videos I've ever seen.


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http://www.ljudbilden.com/

The day they took the swingset away

It's a warm Saturday in November.. something that usually doesn't occur, but we'll let it slide this time anyway. What happens to a world without fun? What happens when a world turns eternally cold, like the deadest of winter? I'll tell you what happens. They take the swingset away from the park. They take the jungle gym and super long slides with a rail on top to do flips. They leave a bare landscape of nothing. The only recognition that one would receive that a playground once stood there, is the sign that says children under 7 should be supervised. I suppose it's a precaution, but thanks to the cold hard winter of our times, no more 7 year olds, no more 10 year olds, no more 3 year olds will get to play in the park. Even the trees have started to meander. Whispering Trails is turning into nothing but whispers of the people that once took a plot of farmland and turned it into a future development for families to thrive and grow. They forgot one thing, to ensure that the park never goes with the neighborhood. Along with the trees, the playground is now gone. As am I, to the cold winter of my heart where I'll be swinging into the heavens for as long as the sun is shining.

Check.. Check it out..

I've been going in and out... don't know which way is down, and which way is up.. something be bugging me in my skull, if it isn't there, then what the fuck is makin all that noise? crawling like a spider in my veins i hear a pulse, the spider has been living off my brain and off my thoughts.. kill the mother fucker, who steals the game away.... no one will be missing him, on this final day... cars pull up, and now he's gone, the people crowd, both big and small.. to mourn the man who never was... a failure, a writer, a loser with no cause

Focus, my son...

Capricorn - The pace of your life is a lot faster than you may realize right now. Your unconscious speed may not be bothering you, but it might be bothering the people in your life. This go-go attitude of yours might be sending out the wrong message -- a vibe that says you're not willing to wait for anyone else to catch up, that says you've got too many important things to do. But that's not really true, is it? Make sure you're in step with everyone else right now. You could use the company!

Someone once said..

A wonderful Message by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.

$125 and some Pudding

It sounds like that is all you would need in order to do yourself off.. Or just go for the $1,000 liquid dose, and get it over with quicker. Very strange things to even be considering, but understandable if you're stuck with a terminal disease. Legal death drugs... talk amongst yourselves.

Quote from article: "If the patient is using Seconal, it's either mixed in water to create a bitter drink or stirred into pudding or applesauce to hide the taste. The patient will slip into a coma about five minutes after taking the drug, with death coming within about half an hour. If you're in pretty good shape, or if you're especially fat, death can be delayed for up to 48 hours. In most cases, the time of death is determined by a health-care provider who checks your pulse every few minutes until you pass away."

Everything. Everyone. Everywhere. Ends.

Spaceship, Go!

I think sometimes the hardest thing to do is go outside on a cruddy day. What, about days like these, says.. "Hey.. come play in me, I'm really bad weather!" The sun doesn't really shine much, the wind is a bit too uncomfortable, and the cold breathes down your neck and into the inner linings of your underwear.

When I open the door, the day reminds me to go back inside, there isn't anything out there I want. But today I'm going to step out of the door, when it's the hardest. I'm leaving. I'm going.

It's been fun.