Globaltrickster

This is how I honestly feel about my own writing.

Its rare that I come across intelligent and entertaining art without cracking a book binding, but this is exactly what we have with Scroobius Pip. See for yourself….

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A few days ago the earth completed a 32nd spin around the sun for me. Cosmically speaking, this is insignificant, not even a blink on the temporal scale of what matters. However, I find myself focusing more thoughts on this event than in years past.

The source of these thoughts are not new, rather they come from years of wondering and self-flagellation. When asked if he had any regrets, William Burroughs’s is said to have commented, “everyday”. I have tried to place myself in an opposite mindset, trying to force myself to have no guilt, no doubt and no regrets. But I am fighting a human condition developed possibly over thousands of years of evolution, hell, maybe its a necessary condition for learning and survival, no matter how uncomfortable it might be.

Have no doubt, I have made mistakes, large ones, which will affect my thoughts and life till my untimely death. And then there have been other things, not mistakes, but rather inactions, shadow voids of what I should have done, had I the conviction to do them. As each year goes by, these things weigh heavier on me. But rather then dwell on this, I have always tried to keep a forward momentum on my psyche, a focus on what is to come, rather than what was failed.

But this year, this year is one of the first where, I question the possibilities of “what is to come”, where I wonder if inaction has an inverse, where the comfort of the pattern may be too much.

I have determined that I will continue to try, to fix past wrongs by changing my future, but that shadow does not go far, it waits and bides its time for the next revolution of planet and star.

Send your hopeful thoughts my way, I fear I’ll need them.

I need to stop blogging when I’m braindead from exhaustion.

the spiders came to me again last night. orange, about 3 inches long and fast. unlike in nature, they swarm and show a very human aggression. i bring them to me, call them from the dark, as an exercise. all fears should be exercised, not to strengthen or weaken, but to integrate. eventually the spiders will no longer swarm, the will come when called and they will obey.

As you can tell from the recent twitter posts, I received a new job, a second job really. I am working for family doing contract based home repair of…well whatever comes along. So far it has only been two lcd televisions and one plasma, but it could be computers, setup, cable installation, etc.

At times it can be greatly frustrating, especially with some of the more poorly designed machines out there. In one case, I had to remove five layers of metal casings and boards to get to a small board called a vertical control board. I lost count of how many screws at around 5o. Hard to remember where you removed those from an hour later.

It is getting easier, and I hope it continues to. Perhaps I may even start doing this on a more permanent basis, the pay is good, but the hours are far too variable for now.

I have figured out how to get my twitter posts (god I hate that name) sent to my main blog, so I am now micro-blogging on my main blogging….kill me please. I have chosen to do this as I have little time to write longer blog posts, so I shall hand out my wisdom in small 140 character pieces. This is the only way to prevent people’s heads from imploding from my full glory. Shit…I don’t think 140 characters will be enough for my ego….damn technological limitations.

Path: Casper, WY to Colby, KS
Time: bout 7 hours again
iPod: Slower mix, Dresden Dolls, Regina Spektor, lots of radio scanning
Sleep: Another Motel 6

Really….more of the same, scenery changes a little, but after seven hours of driving, again, I just don’t care anymore.

Path: Yellowstone to Casper, WY
Time: 7 F’ing hours
iPod: More Nano mixes, cant remember
Sleep: Motel 6

God forsaken driving! Some of the land looks amazing, like driving through a painting, other times, the land should be covered in a rolling flame, decimating all in sight. We have gone through towns that are casting locations for the Hills have Eyes 3. We drove quickly. I have now seen all of the “old west” I ever want to.

I have shifted to a simple temp design to allow quick loading, will work on it when I am done traveling