Camo Pants

There is a side of me that my friends do not know about and it’s this blog I have here. I’ve mentioned it a few times before to a couple of buddies but I saw the disinterest.

I like to spend time writing about whatever, it makes me feel good. I can just swiftly dance away in a field of words then step back into the rigid quick rhymes I compose so frequently. The times I feel alone is where I feel at my best because that’s where my mind spills it’s energy into the abyss.

The world is the abyss. The place where shit just so happens to be stumbling around. I never try to cater to what’s around but it’s always like “fuck it,” as I straddle around. I’m just trying to conform in an unconventional way so I can achieve a purpose unsatisfied by my anger. I like to call it lost hate. There’s no template for it, it just is what it is.

So to summarize it all up, as I continue to write I wonder if this is for me or the lonely reader on the internet gazing upon millions of articles. I have nothing special here for you other than my regards and reasons for why I act the way I do. That shits always thrown at ya in a weird way so try not to look for it. I can’t find it either.

~keep it all smiles~

qwerty with these dorito fingers

I’m trying to think of ways to get my mind back on track. Theres nothing wrong with me other than … never mind. Look, I’m here because I’m struggling. I’m just trying to live ya know? Isn’t this what we all want? A life? A future?

I find it quite hard to be intent and in the moment. Meditation used to work for me a long time ago but that slowly faded away. I’m not sure why but theres this feeling I can’t shake and I just don’t understand it. I don’t understand the fear and where it comes from. Why must everything come down to the decisions I make and why do I constantly stress over the small factors?

Peace isn’t just a dream but a reality. I achieved it once. Lasted for just a millisecond but the fact of the matter is, I did it. The feeling was wonderful, I can remember it vaguely but deep down I want to be right there again. Right now I’m just fixated on someone and it’s like, why? Why can’t I just have those moments where their not at the forefront of my mind.

this wasn’t proof read, i don’t care

~ keep it all smiles

corrugated recycles

From time to time I tend to challenge myself with a little bit of bullshit.

Okay not really, I just thought that would be a good opening sentence because the rest of what I have to say may not even be relatable to you.

Its currently 71 degrees and rainy and here I stand with a laptop. My brain goes haywire just thinking about the actual history that has taken place at this house I live in. Before my parents moved in and brought me into this world apparently some old lady lived in my house.

Standing in the garage with the lightning illuminating off my keyboard, I can take a look and see the old wiring from when this garage had lights and a working door.

Today its bored up and those wires dangle loseley carrying no current like they once did.

I think something landed on my head and I’m not sure of what it could’ve been. Whatever it was had me swatting at my hair for 5 minutes only realising that I was just throwing more water all over my laptop cus my hair is SOAKED.

but whatever.

the internet needs to know that there are people like us who dwindle away at things that don’t even contribute to humanity. I mean shit, I know a guy who does nothing but watch anime by himself eating fast food all day. What kind of life is that?

i just write, i write bullshit becasue after its written i read through my poor grammar and laugh at my mistakes.

~ keep it all smiles

Can’t believe it but read it

So I have this friend and we have a strange relationship. Now when I mean friend, I refer to them as just a mere associate all because the relationship is one sided.

It’s sometimes hard for me to grasp how we even have this weird dynamic that works for only so many hours. Once it’s done it’s over with and then we part until the next meeting.

I kinda don’t like it because its one of those things that come about when you’re placed in a situation that stems from the need of a particular item or life style, resulting you to take part in an activity.

None the less, it’s strange that these things just kind of come about but who am I to say what’s wrong and right when we all have the same misconception. Regardless, we wouldn’t even be able to understand it, not to mention the amount of time it would take.

What ever it is, I got to make some serious changes.

~ keep it all smiles

i have a theory.

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I just thought of some shit. Now this is going to sound stupid in the beginning but please allow my high mind to reach its destination as we go through a bunch of bull shit.

First off I was thinking about the habit of smoking and the reason why we do it. If you haven’t smoked a cigarette, it’s not the pleasant of feelings. When you first start out you get light headed (at least it was for me) and then you feel like you want to puke or something. If you were stubborn like me and kept fiddling around with those damn things you would have become used to it and can take in the full effects of what a nicotine fix is like.

So anyways, people that smoke are doing it becasue of what they are receiving from the smoke which is nicotine. All good right? Well heres where my mind took a turn for the worse and began thinking about why we have lungs and maybe when we were created we were such a primate species that our design meant we needed lungs. Well going past that, lets look at how our body intakes stuff. For food and water we ingest it through our mouths and whatever the product contains will then travel through our system. (This is why they tell us to eat healthy, pay attention!)

Other ways stuff gets inside of our feeble bodies is through our lungs. Practically everything we breathe affects our body. That’s why we need to stop polluting the air. Now as I take a toke from the bong guess what I’m receiving? THC. Now where I’m going with this is going to sound strange but what my thoughts behind this were, “What if the reason weed is a medicine that can be smoked and only a primate species would think that.” What I’m saying is, weed is supposed to be here to aid us and is the most natural component here on earth. The plant can do a lot, what’s the point of trying to recreate what can already successfully be done. With the idea of how life originated and the common sense that could possibly be given, I Mr. Afro declare that WEED SHOULD BE LEGAL.

~ Keep it all smiles