This post was not written 4 my cameraden from the former
USSR. What I'm longin' to narrate is strictly prescribed just for
the whole rest of the god damn world. I need
to tell you, who the fuck buddha is. First. He
is high, right here and right now. Headcutting stuff from
Afghanistan is holding his hand. I guess this is a
little stolen piece of nirvana. And I'm sure payback is
inevitable (ахуеть, как мне удалось вспомнить это слово?!) as always.
Back-fucking-door to paradise of emptiness. That's what he thinks. And
he hopes, after these words had been said all the
polite correct, socially active, politically educated, worldwide ignorant, confident about
usa itself won WW II yankee-bad-mazafaka-doodles went fucking away. Hey people,
is there anyone left!?) I hope asians stay. I adore
asians, especially little anime-like kawaii girls. Nevertheless chinese, korean and
er taiwan ladies are kewl two. Pity, that earth is so
big and I'm not able to meet you every day. Second.
Personally, I'm not a racist. I hate all the races
in equal measure. That's why it's so easy for me
to love each other of you, despite of your nationality.
One simple rule: you've gotta put your mind handbrake off.
That's how I do. You are to do the same
thing if you want to diffuse in yourselves what I
say. Third. I don't like myself. I don't like myself so
much I wish I was born dead. But there is
a little innocent hope that I'll throw away my skating
boots [russian saying, means "to die"] soon enough in correspondence
with natural way of things [tao]. Don't take me for chauvinistic
pig, who I certainly am. I just want to make
this shithole aka universe be a better place, or not
to be at all. Никогда не писали под ганжем по английски?
Это улет) наверное я груб, но што, я че то
не так говорю штоле? paramonoff, спасибо друк, что
предложил мне зохавать моск америкосов. Я так давно уже не
веселился. Кто-то может подумает, что я неполиткорректное, мизантропичное, ксенофобское хуйло и
расфрендит меня подобно моей дорогой, одной из любимых подруг дней
моих суровых my_iny. Мне очень жаль, but
that's the way I am. 14 long years of fruitless
search and voila - the truth is there no truth
at all. Or should I say no truth beyond the
consciousness. Do you feel as if you've been offended? Don't do
that, you haven't. I want you to stop being a
herd in your mind. Loose your artificial stereotypes of mass
identity. There are no races, no color of skin, no
states, no united states. All this above mentioned pile of
crap doesn't and shouldn't steal our freeeeeeedooooom!!! Rofl. Jesus, thank you
for that weed you've sent me by your mercy. God
bless my friends and the Academy for the chance to
get so high once more. Ну вот, zzzetrix,
а ты спрашивал, добрая ли будет трава.. Я засомневался, неудержался
и попробовал. И посмотри до чего я дошел с 2х
банок. Четвертый час летаю. А мой французский?) ты будешь смеяться,
но я из того, что написал, половины слов не знаю.
Наверное опять покатил бочку на страны первого мира? Иногда бывает
случится приступ ненависти к этим потомкам выкидышей цивилизации и не
отпускает, и тогда there are only two ways: eather women
or vodka. And better have both simultaneously and a lot
of. Though I'm not used to drinking. That was the short
overview on the subject and plot development (изготовление плотов) of
this blog. 'twas very nice to see you... Oh, shame
on me, almost forgot to mention the primary thing, mostly
on the part of which I've started to post here:
I haven't slept with a woman since january'07, with an
exception of one amazing week. Seems like I'm a heavenly
angel, a saint, so where are my stigmas then? Are
they decorating my old, tho still dumb heart? Шекспир сука отдыхает.
Но некоторых слов я не то что не помню, а
даже не знаю. Например что такое void или как будет
сказать "ставни". С другой стороны, кому нужны эти сложности. That's
the reason why I'd prefer to talk 'bout zen, tao
or buddhism in english. My vocabulary is simple just enough
to accordingly resonate with a simplicity of true nature. My
russian is too complicated, weary and heavy-weight to express what
I really feel. It's the exact case when the expressed
substitutes the subject of expression. Err.. What was I talking about?
Never mind. Kylie Minogue had some insight when she was
singing "you'll never get to heaven if you scared getting
high". I believe that too. Tomorrow morning I'm gonna use some
meth for the day to run faster. And now I'm
gonna sleep. 2 a.m. Time's up.
via zen_buddha