The Game

1. In order to play the game, one must simply know about the game, and have a basic grasp of the rules. If one does not read the rules and thus is not playing and cannot lose he wins.
2. There is no way to win the game, but one can, at any given moment, be winning. However, awareness that one is in fact winning will immediately make the winning person a loser. The reasons for this will now become no clearer.
3. In order to lose the game, one must simply think about it. This means that in order to maintain a certain vague level of success one must know of the game, but not be cogitating it at that moment. This means that by uttering the words "the game" on the internets, or saying them aloud in a public place, you are condemning any present players of the game to a similar loser fate.

Where's My Plug In Baby?!

More of a biblical studies doodle than a poem:

Love Life

Taste me/my love,

There'll be sweetness at heart,

But you'll find the bitterness!

And is it that betterness?

Or is what I've created,

Just not enough?

I want someone who loves me!

And if that cannot be you

Should I die alone?

In a house by a river

Where only boats come to visit

All of them empty?

My heart might not be broken

But it sure is forgotten

With no-one who loves me

Your my plug in baby! Crucifies my enimies! I love that song! You should download it, Plug in baby by Muse, their other songs are good too!

Also, I have started a jornal on Livejornal.com! Its not so much a blog as it is a record of my experiances, so yeah feel free to join me if that tickles your wickle!

'How did you find me?'

At the moment, I'm listening to Radiohead's new album. Its alright, not WOW THAT WAS THE BEST ALBUM EVER!!!, but if Radiohead tickles your fancy, then its still the good old soles-of-your-feet tickle.

Thats fine, but it just doesn't progress to that inner thigh tickle that we all love, and that annoys me because I did think they could do better. But no, 'Nude' is still a fantastic song, abeit a little deppressing:

Don't get any big ideas
They're not going to happen
You paint yourself white
And fill in the noise
But they'll be something missing

And now that you've found it- its gone
and now that you feel it- you don't

You've gone off the rails

So don't get any big ideas,
They're not going to happen
You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking...

Anyhow, its a good song, in classic Radiohead escapist style.

Been spending a lot of time on Kai over the past few days. I suddenly seem to like him better than all the others, which doesn't make any sense because he veers left over jumps, and runs away on me.

So, thats my life over the past few days! *wink!*

Silly Rabbit

It seems my emotions are perfectly summed up by a scene in Kill Bill. Its just after The Bride has killed O' Ren's bodyguards and Gogo. She looks up at O' Ren standing on the balcony and they say:

Bride: Any more subordinates for me to kill?

(The sound of speeding cars fills the room as they speed to a stop outside the club)

O' Ren: You didn't think it would be that easy did you?

Bride: You know, for a second there, yeah, I kinda did.

O' Ren: Silly Rabbit

Bride: Trix are for-

O' Ren: -kids.

Its sorta like that. Enemies that have to be destroyed, and with each one that goes down finding a million more in their place. I feel like I'm slipping back into the old me, the one that just sat there and said deep, yet useless stuff all day, and answered every question with another. Maybe some people liked it that way.

Having fun with your life?

No seriously, having fun? Tell me