i threw gasoline on the fire and now i have stumps for arms and no eyebrows....
well there are only 9 days of school left....also known as, nine days of hell. i can't wait until school gets out i can finally.....well, sit on my ass all day and wish school was back in!!! haha jk, i am not gonna do that, but i wouldn't mind it. it just wouldn't be too productive.
productivity is not my favorite thing, i always like to drag things out, so i can get the least amount of work done in the most time possible(unless this work that i am doing sucks). productivity, to me, spells.....
P.ersonal
R.esistance
O.f
D.enial
U.nder
C.onstructive
T.hought
I.f
V.icarious
I.ntellegence
T.o
Y.ou
which just means, i have a personal resistance when it comes to the denial of the contstructive thought process, especially if vicarous intellegence, or the off-hand knowledge is not availible to you....which still basically means, i deny the fact that sometimes i have to actaully get up and try, rather sit down and learn, if i want to actually create or actually be a productive human being...........that's about all i have to say on that subject.
brilliant? We're describing something dumb
you create to desecrate the villian i've become
a prophet, not to be made. but heard
speaks in tongues and sarcasm
to me it's plain, to you ubsurd
you don't know me let alone my intent
actiond do not always self-represent
i don't fell urgency in explaining
my conscience so vaguley clear
the miracle rebirth a cynic,
in search of something more
the fragrant air cannot compare
to what it was the day before
remember the good old days?
remember the sounds?
remember the sweet mustiness underground?
NO, i don't feel the need for relivin'
some things are better off dead
never thought the furnace was gonna burn us
we worked the bellows for so long
the comfort of the fire appetized us
looks like we burned ourselves alive
remember the old band?
we filled ears with pain
nothing to lose, there was nothing to gain
i don't miss my span of attention
i do miss my old friend......tim!
productivity is not my favorite thing, i always like to drag things out, so i can get the least amount of work done in the most time possible(unless this work that i am doing sucks). productivity, to me, spells.....
P.ersonal
R.esistance
O.f
D.enial
U.nder
C.onstructive
T.hought
I.f
V.icarious
I.ntellegence
T.o
Y.ou
which just means, i have a personal resistance when it comes to the denial of the contstructive thought process, especially if vicarous intellegence, or the off-hand knowledge is not availible to you....which still basically means, i deny the fact that sometimes i have to actaully get up and try, rather sit down and learn, if i want to actually create or actually be a productive human being...........that's about all i have to say on that subject.
brilliant? We're describing something dumb
you create to desecrate the villian i've become
a prophet, not to be made. but heard
speaks in tongues and sarcasm
to me it's plain, to you ubsurd
you don't know me let alone my intent
actiond do not always self-represent
i don't fell urgency in explaining
my conscience so vaguley clear
the miracle rebirth a cynic,
in search of something more
the fragrant air cannot compare
to what it was the day before
remember the good old days?
remember the sounds?
remember the sweet mustiness underground?
NO, i don't feel the need for relivin'
some things are better off dead
never thought the furnace was gonna burn us
we worked the bellows for so long
the comfort of the fire appetized us
looks like we burned ourselves alive
remember the old band?
we filled ears with pain
nothing to lose, there was nothing to gain
i don't miss my span of attention
i do miss my old friend......tim!