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Sometimes, i wonder why...

The Meaning of Life...

We're all here to do one thing. Reproduce. You're bodies designed to do it. You have all the things that make you reproduce,
whether you're male or female. The only reason you're here is to carry on the human race. It's what every specie that's ever lived has done.
Then you're offspring will reproduce; we're only here to reproduce.
I suppose you could say that there's no point to life then.

You have your childhood, puberty, get a good job; but eventually everything ends. It ends in death. The happyness is over and you feel nothing.
Nobody knows what happens after death, but does it matter. You can't do anything, you're life is over. Everyone worries about death.
When they're going to die, you see in the movies, all those people screaming they don't want to die. Nobody does. But it happens eventually, to everyone.
And, although it's a scary prospect, it will happen to you and your children and their children, and very generation after that. That is the only reason to life.

We come and go in the blink of time's eye. We have a tiny lifespan compared to time. Or do we? You hear scientists going on about how long ago things were.
But what if they're wrong. What if, dinosaurs were really on this Earth for only a very short period of time before they're extinction.
What if, Earth has only existed for, say, 100 years before dinosaurs were around. But then again, what if, Earth has been around for ever.
The Bing Bang never happened, Earth's been around for uncountable years. Billions of billions of years, just floating around in space.
No one knows how long time has been, but the meaning of life is the one purpose of reproduction, to keep our specie alive.

After all, we are all alike...

Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?


I am a hacker, enter my world...
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.


I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.


I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I'm a smart ass.. Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.


And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies
is sought... a board is found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...


You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless.
We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap
if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals.

We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals.
You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.

Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you,
something that you will never forgive me for.

I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.

Sexstacy

please tell me where im going
the room is spinning and
the lights they seem so bright, but
the flashes of my past
show up in my mind
i need the time
to do what i have to do
you know what im doing
but you ignore it
do i thank you for that?
baby please wont you help me
im feeling so lost
what can i do?

cause its 1, 2 ,3
maybe 4
sometimes more
i wanna jump, cause i know,
that im never gunna be the same anymore

Alive

Fuck it i dont care,
fuck the time's we have
wont you wish me to be gone
baby all we ever wanted was love

So wish me good luck
honey, im gunna bring the love back
so wish me good luck
honey im gunna come back alive

Time

Baby, the days the fly by
Whenever im with you
The minutes, the seconds, the hours.
Baby this time is all ours

Hiding emotion
Baby as big as the ocean
Maybe we will sail through
Maybe they will see

apparently emo

The poison still runs through my blood
id change it all if i could
like a dying wind you can be felt
almost real, but thats a doubt

the times they change over time
dwindle down till all thats left
hangs on a glimmering thread of fear
spinning over the depths of what was so far
but now so near

Hours of ink to paper
never seem to get me anywhere
only becoming, a work of art
these never show, what i truly feel
just a faint glimse of what i aim to be

im on my knees, i pray for help
never knowing whats coming my way,
it could be heaven, could be my hell
just a poor little victim of those words you say

been a while

wow, ive not posted here in over a year

pizza corner :D no...im full too much pizza

the pain set in then flew away
disappeared and forgotten
i layed it out it in stone
it needed to be remembered

i grew close to it
a blend, of hate and fear
so close to you
you know i wont
apologise
you know what its like

i lived the day for this
you never blamed
a day for this
night became the one for us

theres a word
you must say
say it
i must listen

im lost and im hurt
fromthis time we had
just take me away
from the treachorous place
the life i live is alone and fucked
i cant guess if your the one or not
but id like to know
if your the only one

Zidane headbutt

somebody else must find this as funny as i do

i whisper that we are not alone

the wind tells a lie
whispers alone
through the leaves and the trees
it tells of a secret
decended through time

ive really had it with the time and the shit
that weve had to be put through
through the lies that were said
that said were alone
alone in this world

just hold on
hold on hold on
they will contact this world
unecpectedly dragged into a war

we dreamed of this day
to prove we knew right
the fuckers who said we are the only ones
are to die like the air they breathe
the only people who knew right were the people
who grew up watching the truth

the earch will be made another colony
the galaxy another home
the univerce another city
they beyond will be many another world

Lost

It's Easy to get lost. We can be mentally lost, globally lost, lost socially, lost in our work, lost in our lives and lost in love. We lose our heads, lose our minds, lose our patience, lose our innocence, lose our marbles and even ose our hearts and souls. But what is found? What are the answers that we all look for in our lives?

Imperfect Train Ride

Asleep in the night
awoke by a roar
wish i could stay
asleep in the boar
traveling place to place
the lights outside the window
like eyes in the star lit sky

i feel like im the only one
alive in this passing moment
moving from mile to mile
traveling a meaningfull soar
thinking that i love you to death
wish you were hear
distracting the fact im alone
id welcome your breath
breathing down on my neck
like i knew that you would
come and hold me tonight
feeling your heart
to kiss under the stars

im so alone
the metal and the screams
that ive come to beleive
makes my life just the same
like god when he set out to create
a meaningfull life
that has come to pretend
just the same
as him and her and them

remember tonight
that im here and im just
alone in the seat
the seat numbered 4
number 4 in carriage 2

to much weight tavelling fast
like the weight on my shoulders
pulling me down
but

i love you to death
wish you were hear
distracting the fact im alone
id welcome your breath
breathing down on my neck
like i knew that you would
come and hold me tonight
feeling your heart
to kiss under the stars

More DragonBall Z shit, yeah anyway, theyre differnt than the bottom two

Dragon Ball 2 Sigs

Ok, so both of them, are photoshopped, guess which i made first:P,

So, i made them, lol. In Photoshop, i like them, and dont really care if you dont:P

Fuck this lol

We're dripping with sweat
our breathing is timed
feeling alright
let us rewind

counting, the sheep as they go by
wishing, you were nearby
those times we had
just seemed to fly by

Feeling like a candle in the wind
desperate to find more life
the spark you created
is now a raging fire, out of control

counting, the sheep as they go by
wishing, you were nearby
those times we had
just seemed to fly by

We seemed to laugh
always pulled through
i must thank you