Showing posts with label bastards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bastards. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

The difference between a fall and a jump…

I thought we had closed this subject until summer, but guess I was wrong…
We’ve talked about this previously, and it ended up with deWinter calling Jack (and everyone who believed in love) Stupid, and Jack (as well everyone who believes in love) getting mad at deWinter. So his time I decided to take things to my own hands, speeding up the process, and say: “Jack (and everyone who believes in love) you’re stupid, and deWinter is sorry for that.”

Now that we have this cover, I have something to add this new sequence of love posts (Yes, there are many to come in a short period of time, mainly because of Jack and deWinter). Of course those who believe in love are stupid; of course they’re going to suffer, most of them will die in great pain. But, it is true that; they’ll live with a smile.
Falling in love is a dangerous deal, and no one in their right mind would accept it, if didn’t had great perks attached to. Like having someone to talk to about anything at almost any time, having someone to go with to concerts, movies, matches, that freaking thing that people now do (dance), but the greatest perk is the fact you can go up to your friends and proudly announce this two things “I’m banging that!” and after “I have to ditch that”. (Not really good perks, I know, what can I say other than “lake of experience”)
In the other side of the bridge we have …
Jumping into conclusion before hand - prejudice. It’s the safe way home they say. (I know no one really says this but it suits the sentence so…).
Saying that love is a crappy illusion, and a lie, it’s the easy way out, some call it denial, but I don’t care. If someone just wants’ a simple life, with no bumps along the way, it is fine. Life has so many ways that, some are bound to be calm in the emotions department. This to say that the unrelated-to-love-ones, are not automatic depressed people, ready to jump out on the first bridge. (But we’re pretty close to falling, better say, slip from the top of a very, very tall building).

Either way you look at the bridge there’s people diving to death (if you haven’t noticed this before there are many references to the fact of either case people commit suicide, check closely). Some jump other’s fall (of course great part of this people survive the jump/fall) the only difference between them is the push.

John Scar Kramer

P.S.: About some comments that have been written in the blog I would just like to say that: When you say that you’re not here to judge, you’re being a bigger liar then me when I say love is my reason to live. Because I don’t know if you noticed, but in our introduction in this blog it’s written “Life is a Holyday, FRIENDS are JUDGES, and the rest is economy”. Now what I take from when you say you won’t judge us is that you are no friend of ours. Judge us! Otherwise how are we going to be better humans?

Monday, March 2, 2009

Kicking



Kicking
Here’s a new hobby, with very kinds of practicing it, some choose to kick a ball in sports like football, other bags like jujitsu and other martial arts, but my favorite is kicking people.
I’m not talking about like the English teens do it, that choose someone randomly and beat him to death, no my way is less splashy, and more lethal.

I Like to KICK People down, break them mentally, destroy believes and theories whish they accept. Basically what I like to do is to add plus one to the depression group (that’s the goal), or the frustration path (second best, but still very rewarding), the only way I lose in this game is if I don’t find a weak spot, or the person I do this to and I become friends (Like the Lady and Jack) but in this later one I still win out side of the sport.

The rules are simple:

1. Acquire only one target, the option of a second target at the same time always backfires.
2. Do what you have to do, a strong enemy always has its flaws hit them hard.
3. Don’t share target’s or tell who it is, they’ll know eventually.
4. No More rules.

I’ll talk about strategies later, for now I just need to say something that is certainly going to backfire.

I’m Winning this litle game of mine.

John Scar Kramer

P.S.: Don't forget to vote for me to be the clown of the year I truly deserve it.

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