It's my Birthday!!

It's My Birthday!!!!!!!

So excitement excitement excitement.

Ok, so I guess this is my speech and all that..

"The year was good, the year was fine. I think it's gotten better and better. Thanks to all my Bro's for putting up with my crap and always being there for me to talk shit to (and sometimes even humoring me). My Mum. Thanks to Melbourne, Australia and all them crew I met travelling who will never read this, for teaching me about stuff & giving me somewhere to crash. Thanks to Clay for giving me the great opportunity of being in The Brain. *Sniff* I'm not going to cry... *Music Starts* and now they're trying to get rid of me, but i'd also like to thank my agent, GOD, BOB ERIS, my good mate Austin for punching me in the face & giving me a great present. Zoe for becoming cool again. Fairfax for the job and the news each day. My cat Motita for giving me a good work password. Blogger.com which without this never would have been possible & most of all i'd like to thank all the fans out on the street who help keep this dream a reality and anyone i've forgotten I wont forget next time! Respect!"


This is what my starsign has to say about today..

"Jupiter last passed through your sign back in 1993. Think back to that year, and the one before it, and you may yet get some flavour of the change that is now starting to come to your life. A very special phase has begun. To ensure the astrological influence has maximum impact on you, in the shortest possible time, Mars and Mercury are adding their weight to the planetary picture. You'd better forget all your ideas about what can't be done. Ignore too, whatever you think you know about your problems and your difficulties. This really is the start of a new chapter."

How exciting!

"Do things because you enjoy to do them, not because you believe you have to do them. And, then again the larger picture will unfold. " - Tobias

Spudgun Flyer

We played a gig on the weekend at Katoomba, we weren't going to cuz we were all fucked out but I got really angry and then Austin and I got into a fight and he punched me in the face and then we went to the gig.

It was a good gig, I thought we sucked, but watching it back I quite liked it.

The best bit was where we were going off to the crowd and there was actually no one there, at all, in the venue. That was sick.

We then jammed for ages to no one and that was even sicker. People just didn't get it.

But it's not about people. It's about ROK.

It's my Birthday tomorrow.

The Prince of Yucatan

I am the prince of Yucatan.

Hail the mighty Yucatanese prince.

How wavy his dark brown hair.

Singing, singing with the fishies.

Stop The Presses!

I just got back from the printing press where the newspaper gets printed, i said 'Stop the presses!' no less than 4 times, and nobody got it.
Anyway it was cool, there's all this automated robots, and they print 1000 papers a minute and er.. they use like 50 Gallons of ink every week, supposedly a fingertip with this ink on it can draw a 20 meter line (cuz it's that strong and viscous).
They use this huge paper rolls which are 20Km's long each, and every week they go through 1400 of them!
What else.. they have a gym and their canteen is cheaper than ours.
Saw Hoju #8 this morning, we discussed having a train boycott day, cuz we're sick of the crap trains and the lack of accountability in the system.

My birthday is in 6 days! Crazy. I think we have a gig at Katoomba on Saturday night so i might celebrate there. Yay! Fun fun fun fun fun..

Feta cheese is tasty. So very very tasty.

P.S I found this, it makes me proud. http://www.nationmaster.com/graph-T/lif_can_use

Chanel Cole

Love..



I'm in love.

Her name is Chanel Cole.

She's an Australian Idol Finalist.

Wow.

http://www.jc.com.au/~meself/

http://au.australianidol.yahoo.com/

Where is your slack?!

You are a product of your imagination.




Where is your SLACK?!!

Do not be fooled by the dupes, the pinks and the glorps, the conspiracy is after you and it's not giving up.

What is the conspiracy? Who are THEY?!

They are those that take too long on the ATM, those that take away your SLACK, those who deny 'BOB' & Eris (Beautiful Eris) they do not know it because they are DUPES. Dupes of the system.

There is no pity, there can be no shame for it is their choice and the choice must be made.

Black is NOT the oposite of White.
It is the ABSENCE of white.
Nothing is not the OPPOSITE of Everything.
It is the ABSENCE.

As long as sex is your facination you will never understand it. How obvious.

Is 'BOB' really your uncle?
YES! and 'Bob' decrees that no more tomfoolery continue till this tomfoolery is understood.

Your programmed responses are not individual. As long as you follow the mandate of your DNA you continue to be a ROBOT.

A good ROBOT, but a ROBOT nonetheless.

Reality is NOT created by you. Reality has no use for you. You can influence reality, but you can never control it. Fools & Satanists think they can... but they can not.

WE ARE NOT GOD.
We are a PART of GOD.
GOD is not GOD.
God is 'Bob'.
God is 'Eris' Godess Eternal and indefinable.
GOD is confused.

There is NO psychics, or mediums, no prophets or channels.
There is ONLY Awareness.

If all is one, then how can anyone be psychic?

'Bob' knows, you know, and i know.

You are a psyhchic, a shaman, a reality transition team member and a chevrolet to boot. You are the fridge, the cat, my mother, your mother, and the fingernail clippings out the back.

There is no accidents, there is only (un)conscious choices and decisions. There is a plan, but it's not for you, give up your story, you have no story, you were born today. I don't know you. You don't know me. We've never spoken or met.

This is an energy exchange.

WHY?! Because there are no mistakes.

We are always immanetizing the escathon, and we will beat THEM.

Even if it takes another 10 universes, another 10 gods, another 5 apples, and one more 'Bob'.

You are a product of only your imagination.

Life is Wonderful

Life is Wonderful..

Not as wonderful as rice pudding.

Now, Germany's nice, but it's really about how much beer you drink.

Time for teaching.

It's only true if it makes you laugh, but you only understand if it makes you cry.

Miracles have no order, or worth, a small miracle is equal to a giant miracle, the miracle of child birth is as important as the miracle of checking out your turd for chunky bits.

Same goes for apparitions, rainbows, unicorns and lentil soup.

Do not be fooled by the ego's miracles. To be caught up in a miracle is to be caught up in the past, to be in love with something that is gone. In itself it is a trap.

Enjoy miracles, enjoy enlightenend experiences, but never loose the truth of the now reality, the truth of Eris, the truth of the SubGenius, the truth of the 8 and the 1.
(Most importantly, the truth of feta cheese)

More pretty lights for the moths. More illusion. More ego delusion. It is all miracles and enlightened experiences are. .

Never whistle while you're pissing. If you do you will be of 'two-mind'. Enjoy the miracle of urination.

For a fun experiment, drink a glass of water while you pee and feel the wholeness and interconnectedness of your whole body.

None of this matters. None of this is NEW.

Wait for others to come out before you go in.

Time for lesson number TWO (Charge is $59.95)

A ZEN STORY
by Camden Benares, The Count of Five, Headmaster, Camp Meeker Cabal

A serious young man found the conflicts of mid 20th Century America confusing. He went to many people seeking a way of resolving within himself the discords that troubled him, but he remained troubled. One night in a coffee house, a self-ordained Zen Master said to him, "go to the dilapidated mansion you will find at this address which I have written down for you. Do not speak to those who live there; you must remain silent until the moon rises tomorrow night. Go to the large room on the right of the main hallway, sit in the lotus position on top of the rubble in the northeast corner, face the corner, and meditate." He did just as the Zen Master instructed. His meditation was frequently interrupted by worries. He worried whether or not the rest of the plumbing fixtures would fall from the second floor bathroom to join the pipes and other trash he was sitting on. He worried how would he know when the moon rose on the next night. He worried about what the people who walked through the room said about him. His worrying and meditation were disturbed when, as if in a test of his faith, ordure fell from the second floor onto him. At that time two people walked into the room. The first asked the second who the man was sitting there was.
The second replied "Some say he is a holy man. Others say he is a shithead."
Hearing this, the man was enlightened.

vomit is yum

The Weekend

My weekend was good, on Friday I stayed at home, dogging Adams' 22nd birthday and watched telly. I dogged it cuz i had no money and i'd dogged Jeffs birthday 2 years ago plus I also dogged fathers day, so at least i'm spreading the dog.

Saturday was better, though most of the day was spent hanging out at home playing with my remote control car, we also had a jam that reminded me that we're fucking rock gods in hiding, we started work on a couple of newies as well.

In the evening a decision was made to go that degenerate pit of human filth.. Panthers, so the Austinator, Al, Jeffro & I went out and got pissed on jugs & TEQUILA SHOTS. Now, i don't know how this happenned, but we ended up having a really good night, it's not like we did anything that spun out, we just got drunk and hung oput, but in the course of the night we ran into a dude we'd met at sublime & India (Rachels violinist from Melbourne) which was a spin. To cut a short story even shorter, Jeff got drunk, stomped on a glass that had fallen over and got kicked out by security while Austin and Allan promptly followed.

By what was probably caused by a strange cosmic alignment on my chart (and my nicely toasted state of inebriation) I ended up talking to a CHICK and her friend (we had all been talking to them for a while, their names were Yvette and Shahn) . I ended up staying behind to talk more shit with the gals.

Like General Hudson from the Australian reserve once said..

'Alcohol works in mysterious ways'.

I ended up getting in and taking Vettie home... It wasnt spectacular. It was drunk and fumbly, but that's half the fun.
I felt quite good about it all until later, you know, you know, when you wonder if you were too drunk.. did i make a fool of myself? did i take advantage? did i really get kicked out of panthers?

But the answers have come back, and they are : no, no and no.

Life is fun, no one got hurt and I felt good in the morning, she asked me to walk her to the door, called me babe and kissed me goodbye. That's a nice ending I think. So yeah i got some, cuz i wasnt trying, cuz i wasnt looking, cuz i was drunk and open to it and cuz im a super sexy studly Mexican god.

On Jeff & Hipocrisy..

This actually really bugs me, not cuz it's Jeff either, just the attitude behind it.

Basically, Jeff (this is not solely about you Jeff) likes to put down others and make a big point of it, he's extremely loud and he often goes off at me for being immature and not considering others around me.

The hipocrisy of it is how loud, obnoxious and rude Jeff can often be in public areas where there's kids and other more 'pink' members of the community around. I don't care if you put me down (it just makes you look like a fool, a)for associating with me and b)trying to bignote yourself. Anyone with sense will know this, so don't try to pick up chicks using this strategy, it's lame and doesn't work) but I do think it's a tad hypocritical and also, general bad manners.

A gentleman, which I assume is what you would like to pretend to be, behaves like a gentleman.

It's not a big deal and you were drunk and frivolous, but I'm just pointing something out (again) which I think is important and you should be aware of. (I know this sounds gay, I dont care)

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A wise man once said.. 'You can find the truth of the universe inside a Potato'

That wise man is me. =)

September One

A new Dawn!!

So it was & so it shall be, that Austin and I were begotten by the Clay to become fellow neurons in 'The Brain' .

September 1 was the date.

A date to remember.

How unlikely it would seem, the first band Austin ever saw in Australia, the gig i met him through, the first gig I went to in Penrith, the first gig Stixx & Simo went to in Australia...

There was The Brain, playing in their masked glory, and we, fresh young teens, in the front row, innocently headbanging away. Showing our support. Who would've thought one day we would be PLAYING for them..

Eris works in mysterious ways, as do all things red and foamy.

Celebratory shots were had. A new band was formed. The new Brain.

This is serious mum.