Sometimes, I may post here again just to save some cool stuff.

Open Mic

No! Everyone else is lying! We went to an open mic night and I read some poetry. No one was paying attention. Then, I started to sing and everyone shut the fuck up. It was fun. I upon leaving stage was told that I should audition for footloose because "you dance, you sing, and your the only biy ever." To which I replied: "not in Rolla I'm not. It was flattering to have the spotlight, which I'm sure you think I am in all the time. But I liked being in the spotlight for something I had created and that was uniquely mine. I'm sure you'll dismis this as a glory hog boasting about his most recent accomplishment, but I assure you that me on stage was a moment of complete vulnerablity and humility.

The truth is I hate that I am precied as brash and arrogant. I wish I could find someone who I could just be unimpressive with. But I guess I do; I have the best of friends. I can always be real with Brien and John. I know Jacob will always help me out, even if he is reluctant. Lane and Sam I can always count on to imspire me to be creative and drive me to do things I don't think I have time for. I have Kelly to relate to on spirituality and home with.

I've written enough.

Me and Meghan

Comparing Failures_Art and magnificentmeg A thorough analysis. Unquestionable truths. magnificentmeg is more ambitious. (Failures_Art's max: 87.3% ...magnificentmeg's min: 89.1% ...at least 1.9% different) Failures_Art is more compassionate. (magnificentmeg's max: 58.8% ...Failures_Art's min: 65.3% ...at least 6.5% different) Failures_Art is less cruel. (magnificentmeg's max: 71.8% ...Failures_Art's min: 73% ...at least 1.2% different) Failures_Art is more independent. (magnificentmeg's max: 50.3% ...Failures_Art's min: 55.5% ...at least 5.2% different) magnificentmeg is MUCH more loving. (Failures_Art's max: 52.3% ...magnificentmeg's min: 90.1% ...at least 37.8% different) Failures_Art is more sex-experienced. (magnificentmeg's max: 56.3% ...Failures_Art's min: 68.1% ...at least 11.8% different) Failures_Art is MUCH hornier. (magnificentmeg's max: 62.2% ...Failures_Art's min: 82.3% ...at least 20.1% different) People without faces get less action. Link: See the comparison with sweet graphs. Individuals: Failures_Art and magnificentmeg. Created by Harvard math grads: OkCupid - Free Online Dating.

A question of philosophy

Does "belief" get in the way of "truth?"

A question of philosophy

"How" and "why" are not the same question. We may find out 'how' we are here tomorrow, but 'why' we are may never be answered. But we must never quit asking.

Something I wrote over the summer

A Cheers

Now at 22,
looking back
I see that my training wheels are off
and that I am finally a part of life.
So to those
who helped me
I give you
cheers.

To Jeremy’s departure.
If you had not left
I would have latched on to you
forever.

To the kids with razor tongues and spiteful eyes.
Not envy,
just destruction.
Because you made me
Hate you
and love
me.

To Smarts.
For making me survive
jealous love
Yet still laugh at all my
Desperate jokes.

To Kathy.
The first lamb
I
ever thought
I could
marry.

To Jose.
Because
you became family
and truly my
brother.

To Taylor.
A partner in crime,
A madman with
cap and a camera.
We could have been rivals,
We choose to be best friends.
Don’t ever quit.

To Corinne.
You told me
to do what ever it takes
to make myself free.
And I’ve been doing my best.
I’m glad you can swim
in the stardust
and sleep in peace

To the kids with shining wheels and the girls with the tight sweaters.
Fuck you.

To Steph.
For imagination.
For respect.
For love.

To countless teachers and counselors.
For not believing in me.
For the patience they denied.
For my time they took.
For every “F.”
I’ll still win without you.

To Sensei.
For commanding my respect
in my youth.
Not an easy task.
Thank
You.

To Dr. Toste.
Never my teacher,
just a grumpy old man
Never afraid to remind me
That I was just
another
asshole kid
dancing like jackass
on the paper thin stage of
life.
Thank you,
And I’m sorry,
Pot-luck means bring something,
I’ll never forget again.

To Meagan.
For innocence
For focus.
For near death.

To the bird.
For shitting on my car.
Or at least trying

To Dr. Fannin.
For exercising no compassion
For a 2ft yard stick.
Yeah,
fuck you too.

To every genius I encounter.
For keeping me sober and humble.
Because
I could be just like you.
But my dunce cap
keeps me warm

To Mother,
For the leather skin,
For the weapon of reason,
For the weapon of forgiveness.
I wield them well
And
Do great harm.

To Ismael,
You wanted me to be; to exist.
Thank you
for your
prayers.

To Junior Flores.
For training my ears
to the tune
of a sweet and low tongue
that speaks only artificial sweetener.
Still a donkey
with his
carrot in the mud

To Senior Flores.
For training my heart
To speak.
For poems.
For songs.
For something human.
Check me out.

To Maia.
To a hero.
My sister
and
most loyal fan

To boys with hungry mouths and loose zippers.
Because they never taste life,
And their zippers will eventually rust.

To Father,
For a legacy,
For pride,
For compassion,
For real masculinity,
For strength.
I’ll never cut my hair.
I’ll never say die.

Kanpai. (Cheers.)

Brain damage.

Yep, I'm on my period. My pussy is soooooooo bloody. My womb is getting pwn3d.

anyways.

Training is crazy. I have never been this busy in my life, and it is just getting started. My apartment is really kewl. I lounge on the big couches.

Right now, my toilet is running, but I can't make it stop. Fuck the water supply! I drain the earth dry!

Meghan is showing me a really dark side of herself these days. She feels threatened by everyone. So now she is being weak and lashing out at everyone. I hold noone to being perfect, but I think you should be able to process your emotions without hurting others. I hope she doesn't do anything she'll regret later. However, I'm not sure she knows regret. She seems to only care when she wants to; she can turn off her concience.

Well, back to doordecs.

So what the fuck is going on........

Why does everyone need to have a Blog with my title? Are they coping me? No that's too weird. "Failure's Art" does not seem to be a common name for something. weird. I repeat, weird.