December 9th, 2001

run the fuck away

Good Morning Remydom

I'm feeling... shpif. Relaxed, mellow, wet and cold, but happy. I'm cutting out the influences I don't want in my life. No more from the Justice Leauge America I've decided. Or the Jamatsy node as I've referred to it in less friendly moments. But all bitching aside, if you're a hinderance to me... goodbye. I'm not cutting you out, don't worry. I'm just not going to go out of my way to share with you anymore. You need me, I'll be there. But remember, and don't be offended when I don't need you. There are people that I need, people that are dear to me, but those numbers are becoming fewer. I'm no longer going to "be polite" with people who don't deserve it. Screw 'em.

My crush list is on the verge of being clean. I've been going through, and spending time around people with whom I've had a slight crush, and BOOM... it goes away. "Waaaaiiiitttt... sorry no, I saw something else there for a second, but it wasn't what I thought it was."

I've got one person on my crush list to spend time with and shove 'em off, but I know I will. It's a matter of internalizing the realization that they aren't what I want.

What do I want? The Dragon and I summed it up pretty well.

Did I post about this? I don't remember. Ah well, it bears repeating.


The dragon showed me an image. I was looking at an individual in my crushlist, and reached out to them, and opened them, like a door, and on the otherside, I saw the best aprts of myself, the self I was trying to be, the self I wanted to be. And I realized that they were doing the exact same thing. That is my paradigm relationship. Both people using the other to transform themselves into something better.

It's moments like these that the infinite
	is tangible
and full
	and empty
And my text formatting 		is meaning
					less
and just done
			to look novel
	but without purpose
		i can imagine amanda
	cringing
			thinking this horrible poesy
and the bane it would be to leslie
	and how it's not really anygood
				as prose
either
	and ranting about my formatting
		but you know what?
			I don't care
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  • Current Music
    Lisa Loeb - Taffy
run the fuck away

More Tesla Stuff...

I read a little bit about Tesla's theory behind his Death Ray. Despite the statements to about his lack of sanity during this period, his Death Ray was absolutely feasible, and the principle upon which it was founded was sound. It was a long range particle accellerator. It would bombard the target with high quantities of energetic particles, shorting out wiring, damaging moving parts, and igniting explosives.

I am all about the Death Ray.
  • Current Music
    Portishead
run the fuck away

GAH!

I dunno... I'm kinda zonked.

Amanda and I are conflicting on the Jamie issue. Andrea is having some Greg problems. Sarah and Dennis... well, Sarah and I cooked an awesome dinner. We rock. Totally. It was good stuff, and you missed it. Sucks to be you. Me, Sarah, Dennis and Andrea wolfed it down to get Andrea back here in time to hit rehersal, she was late anyway. Greg won't be picking her up for a bit, so she may chill here after rehersal. Anywho, I'm all about the cheering the Andrea.

I'm also all about the infinite remydom. When I relax a bit, I can just feel myself as Remy. I'm all about my potential, and the manifestation thereof.

Everyone is shaping up to be cool... or they're drifting away. Everything is realigning, and I think the end is unexpected.

To quote the muslim dude from HVPN today, "If you can imagine it, it's not God." If you can imagine it, it's not how this is going to work out. Nothing works out like you think it will, especially when I'm involved. I don't even know what I'm doing half the time, but I'm all about it.

And I'm all about saying "all about." And I'm not even drunk.

I am not all about getting work done. FUCK WORK! I don't care. It's not me. I've been really busy this weekend, and in addition to being a mad scientist, I'm also going to be an artist. After I get my life somewhat settled, I'm going to go about getting some of my work in a local gallery.

YAY REMY!
  • Current Music
    Eric Clapton - White Room