Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Christ-missed Carol...

All I want for Christmas is...

For the TV to stop trying to convince me that I need it, and want it, in 3D.

To not be told I can't use gadgets while driving, when car companies continue to install more buttons than a jet, and a GPS screen that won't prevent me going through the windscreen.

To not be told what beaches I can smoke at, when factories can pollute the air I breathe.

For people to turn off the lights once they're finished in that room.

For an iPhone App that shuts you the fuck up about what App you just got or are getting next.

For DJs to get a real past time.

For all the girls with orange fake tan to be caged and driven through the city naked.

For the words 'Twitter', 'Tweeted' and referring to internet based 'networking sites' as being social, to be illegal.

For everyone who doesn't like The Doors and the Stooges to be struck deaf.

For everyone to read maps.

For artists who have no idea what the their work is about, to stop dribbling about how it represents this and that when it clearly doesn't. It's just a wall of plastic bags lady.

For the acoustic guitar to make a come back in every child's hands.

For vinyl to be the only source of music reproduction.

For it to be compulsory in all high schools, that students must travel and stay in a 3rd World country for a month.

For it to be compulsory that all high school students must watch Schindler's List, The Elephant Man, and Gandhi.

For High School Religion teachers to teach facets of ALL religions. Give students the knowledge, wisdom, and facts, to counter-attack, and therefore minimise, prejudice.

For school funding for sport to be lowest priority, and music, art and design to be the top.

For all Southern Cross tattoos to be removed by laser and then reapplied to the forehead.

To not be told every time I call, that you are experiencing higher than expected call volumes.

To not be told I've won an 'all expenses paid' holiday to Disneyland followed by "Now I need your credit card details..."

For a world where most of these things would be common place.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Thought Of The Day...

Respect is the grey area between love and hate.
Once you can determine the difference in the spectrum between loving someone and respecting them, and hating them and respecting them, you can deal with anything...and anyone.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Blood Loss...

Teenagers draw cocks.
Adults write what they can't say.

Whore For Acquaintances...

They draw you near
They take your hand
They claim to be you friend here
The best you've ever had

It works easy on the lonely
They can't be alone too long you know

You are a whore for friends
Substitute yourself with them

Build yourself like a factory

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Good On David...

I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in i-ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in yoga
I don't believe in kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles
I just believe in me

John Lennon - The Plastic Ono Band - God

Monday, November 8, 2010

No Moon Maniacs...

This is just a fraction
Just a fragment
This attractions drastic
I'm about to happen

Sunday, November 7, 2010


To be in the presence of such a man must feel like dying and being reborn at the same time.