I'm really pissed off at life about to drink a 32 oz of malt liqour, who cares if I am some powerful sorcerer?

Old English 800?

Plus a fat bowl of cron to wash it down. Then Im gonna act crazy and stupid then go to sleep. Not sure what Im gonna do tomorrow because I am running low on money..

I am such a fuckin loser.

And I hate this stupid fucking world.

At least you're angry.

I've reached the point where even that is difficult.

Went with classy pisswater, king cobra.

Had some hurricane yesterday.

Threw it all up teaching kids judo while drunk.

yea, its hard to stay pissed when nothing surprises you. beer and pot always work bro

That's why I smoke and drink. lol

Yeah, can't cry, cant scream. It's just this empty feeling. Like you are waiting, endlessly..

I'm sorry, and I hope better times lie ahead for you.

I can't keep doing this shit though. My body is falling apart..

Sucks that the only thing that really helps is something I am ultimately going to have to give up.

Likewise.

Cheers.

Its not real
Click heals 3 times

i wish i could tell you its easy but its not... trust me though, after your through it you will be proud and amazed of yourself. depending on what you believe, defer to that. if your atheist i cant help you... because all you see physically is all you'll get.

Your full of it.

They're 40 ounces not 32.

You should have a pint of vodka for the 40 ouncer to wash down or your doing it all wrong.

Yeah, I know it is an illusion, but it is also very real at the same time...

It doesn't matter who I am, but here is an offer.
I've decided that on June first, I am quitting smokes and Herb.
Come join me on this decision, and drop both obstructions.
Time to clear the spider webs of the past from our mind, let the Sun of June burn away the hunger for these distractions, and get back to creating changes as opposed to reacting to outside daily stimuli.

I'm not atheist. Actually, I am quite terrified of my own god. lol

Yeah,

I quit tobacco it isn't that hard for me.

Alcohol, weed, different story... lol...

June first? Hmm, I just may take up that offer. A good day to quit.

It's just that when I quit,

I have this thing where I notice things others don't. It gets pretty bad when I'm sober. I start getting deeper into sorcery.

Weed and liquor sort of pacify me. keep me away from it. Dumb me down just enough.

Can I live in such a loud world?

You'd make a good French pessimistic philosopher

why would you fear your god? he/she led you down this path, did he/she not?
besides that, you should know fear is a tool for the enemy

40 would be too much for me today...

A pint of vodka? I'm not suicidal!

LOL!

Might be one of the best headlines on GLP I've ever read.

Banned me already? lol

theres no point in that mentality, if it all leads to the same conclusion. the ones people have to worry about are the psychopathic murdering crazies, and they occur in every religion and every country on the planet.

Oh goody, I'm still here..

Anyway, I am terrified. Mortified. I am still pretty new. Still soft I guess, gotta harden in the sun.

i'm replying because i care.

It's not fair that we have to save the world, and we can't even smoke a little weed, or have a few drinks.

Who wants to grow up?

We have a world to save...

And we are gonna have to fight for it, Can't you see it coming?

I saw it coming a mile away..

I hope I survive...

the only people telling you to do anything are people. if your god is anything like mine, stuff like that is trivial, especially if it helps you keep on keeping on. keep on being the advocate for humanity for humans sake.

Living in a loud world can be an advantage if you look at it from this perspective, treat the loudness as a challenge for you to go inwards,
think of yourself from as an above, so below perspective, and realize that the exterior conditions are ripe for their opposite (interior) blooming as well,from the Sun of June to the joy of returning to the inward Journey...

Does it really help though? Not saying I'm not just as reliant and it is wonderful at times hahaha.

But still I feel like I might be able to at least reach a mild contentment otherwise.

My god does not speak to me. It is silent. It shows me through vision, and guides my steps.

I saved the world, but how could I ever expect credit or praise for such a task?

Superheroes are not real, just an ideal.

The real heroes always go unsung.

Only the stars acknowledge them.