weBLANDFILL

...is what I'm considering changing the name of this weblog to. Maybe I will put a slash in it, such as, 'BADASSNESS/weBLANDFILL' or something.

Have you ever watched years of work fizzle? A fifth of your life turn to dust-covered memories? Do you think the fire in your closet will stay contained to that area or will it take the rest of the house with it? Will these memories stay where they belong or will they haunt your waking and dreaming life? Imagine something that you thought was the most important thing not return the same sentiment. Visualize self-sacrifice in the most rawest of forms. If you're at a loss for words besides the ones you're reading, I understand completely. I can't identify, but I can understand that no one else can understand. Have you ever built a religion based on sheer and unaltered Love and played it by ear? Just think, what if four accumulative years of your trash sat on the side of the street in front of your house and the dump truck was just now coming by to pick it all up. One man's trash is another man's treasure but the trash man wouldn't dare go through so much. He wouldn't know where to begin. Some of it is treasure to him, as it was to me; and some of it is trash to him as it is to me. Maybe I should befriend him, teach him of my Love. That's how religions start right? A man with an idea so bold, yet faulted, shared with another and built from there? I see these faults. I don't care. As of 5:16am EST in Kent, Ohio it is now A.D. This is the real after death. I say time can start now. The difference between Love and Jesus Christ: Love will keep it real and stay dead. 5:16am, September 22nd, 2007 is the new 12am, January 1st, 0000.

Have you ever watched the teeth of a saw eat the floor around your feet? Have you ever witnessed someone witnessing that saw and not tell you you're about to go straight through the floor?