Tuesday, February 15, 2011
The Truth Behind Mystery of Gautama Buddha's Life is Finally Revealed..
Once a friend of mine invited me out for lunch, upon checking his wallet to see how much money he could spend, he ordered; "I'd like a glass of water and a slice of cheese please."
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
LA ROUX - IN FOR THE KILL (SKREAM REMIX)
In the beginning of this song there is a sound that will be lost to time, and that is the sound of the pop of a needle dragging over vinyl that has little scratches and dings on its surface. I'm guessing if a person was born in 1990, this is a sound that he/she might appreciate, or should I say might not appreaciate. It all depends on the way you look at things. To me its more of a nostalgia, then anything else.
Well if you were born in 1990 here are some other little subtle things that you might not learn to appreciate. The weight of your record collection as you move your sixty to one hundred pound cardboard box from one corner of the room to another. Another thing you might not experience is the little wait time it takes to "rewind" a cassette tape. Usually 2 to 5 minutes. The awful experience of dragging a needle over a perfectly new record. The careful skill it takes to lift a needle off a record, to keep it in perfect condition. The youth will never know the little act of changing a worn out needle on a record player. At this moment these happen to be a few things that come to the surface of my memory. I'll give it some thought, and post some more experiences forever lost in time.
Well if you were born in 1990 here are some other little subtle things that you might not learn to appreciate. The weight of your record collection as you move your sixty to one hundred pound cardboard box from one corner of the room to another. Another thing you might not experience is the little wait time it takes to "rewind" a cassette tape. Usually 2 to 5 minutes. The awful experience of dragging a needle over a perfectly new record. The careful skill it takes to lift a needle off a record, to keep it in perfect condition. The youth will never know the little act of changing a worn out needle on a record player. At this moment these happen to be a few things that come to the surface of my memory. I'll give it some thought, and post some more experiences forever lost in time.
New Order - Blue Monday
Reminds me of highschool, Central California. 1980 something. Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller's day off. A time when Gun's and Roses became god-like. The DJ played Gun's and Rose's, "Sweet Child O' Mine". Everybody who was sitting down in the Gym was now on the dance floor. My thought at that very moment was "How do you dance to this?".
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Gulf Of Aden Stargate
Alot of this stuff is mindblowing to think about. I've seen alot of this on the History Channel. I believe in this for the simple fact that there's just too much out there. There's too much we don't know. There's too much stuff out there. I'm thinking mankind, we're like rats in the Universal Lab. I get this feeling that there is a "Space Federation" out there, and there out there somewhere looking down on earth. To them its no big deal, we're just one little planet. This planet makes for a great little laboratory, for all types of experiments. This is the thought I get when I contemplate on the matter.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Magic (Asadoya Yunta) Blondie
Magic(Asadoya Yunta) Blondie
I'm hot as a fire burning bright, I feel as empty as air. There is no sense of balance in the howling wind that calls to me. I can feel it everywhere, but it's invisible to me. Distractions and spirit find me floating in a magnetic sea: the nights are phosphorescent, and the days are beautiful and bright, until whispering mist it comes falling down on me. Oh theres fire burning; Looking for the magic in the night time all this brings the magic back to me. I'm looking for the magic in the places I remember it to be. It's in the night time alleys, winding through my deepest memory, and just one simple thought brings the magic back to me. I'm looking for the magic in the places I remember it to be, and just one simple thought brings the magic back to me.
I'm hot as a fire burning bright, I feel as empty as air. There is no sense of balance in the howling wind that calls to me. I can feel it everywhere, but it's invisible to me. Distractions and spirit find me floating in a magnetic sea: the nights are phosphorescent, and the days are beautiful and bright, until whispering mist it comes falling down on me. Oh theres fire burning; Looking for the magic in the night time all this brings the magic back to me. I'm looking for the magic in the places I remember it to be. It's in the night time alleys, winding through my deepest memory, and just one simple thought brings the magic back to me. I'm looking for the magic in the places I remember it to be, and just one simple thought brings the magic back to me.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
DR JONATHAN REED - ALIEN ENCOUNTER - NEW 2009 ODISEALINK.COM
Alot of people want to know what happened to the Alien. Apparently after the incident, the alien wanted to forget the whole thing ever occurred, so he changed his name to Thomas Biltmore. He moved to Honolulu, Hawaii, where he enjoys sunbathing in the nude, reading and writing poetry, and he's been known to date earthlings of the opposite persuasion. "Thomas" was purportedly seen on the U.H. Manoa campus with several female alumni.
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