Cure For Cancer Just A Patent Away

February 1, 2007

So, there has been a major discovery in the past week as far as cancer goes.
Many believe that we (the human race, lol) have finally found a cure for most forms of cancer, if not all forms.
The catch is, that this drug, dichloroacetate, does not have a patent and therefore will not be sought after by the big pharmacuetical companies thus limiting potential research.
This is good in the fact that it will be able to be mass produced at an extremely low cost but at the same time no news is covering this event so what kind of facility is going to want to invest their time in something that appears trivial and would not be a good investment.
Personally, I hope this drug gets researched the fuck out of because I am a heavy smoker and was betting on science to save me anyways.

Scientists Cure Cancer But No One Takes Notice


Everything Points Towards Failure

January 31, 2007

I have reached stalemate in life right now.
I cannot make any money off of ebay because of no credit card or bank account.
I cannot get a credit card because I have never “owned” anything in my life besides a student loan.
And none of my friends are willing to let me use theirs for ebay or a website domain.
So, I suppose I will probably be forced to go back home and risk being institutionalized for my “mental disorders and drug habits.”
If anyone has any ideas on how I can possibly get a credit card or a job or an internet domain, please let me know.

The Beginning of My Blogging Career

January 28, 2007

This is the beginning…

This post is where I plan to set forth goals and let my community know a bit about me.

1. I need to say that I just found out about how completely enveloping and wonderfully exciting the blogging community truly is last Sunday night (January 21)

2. I am sorry, but blogging comes secondary to monetization right now and I currently am jobless, without a car, without any form of identification, and broke; living with my best-friend and his dad with only a few personal assets to sell on ebay (which i am in the process of getting done right now).

3. Before Sunday I knew nothing of the wondrous options the internet has to offer the average intellectual with
half a mind to make something of himself.

4. I have not been able to stop reading blogs after blogs after blogs about SEO, blogging, coding, and just straight up making money on the internet.

5. Once the money comes in from ebay (i should be getting a few hundred dollars in 2 weeks and then a few more the next 2 weekends after that) I plan on buying my own domain name for this blog which will more than likely be or .net.

6. Then I plan on getting adsense and a few affiliate programs running, and maybe even toy around with seeding links throughout my post.

7. After my site is up and running I plan on making a few niche mini-sites to bring in links and a bit of revenue all the same.

8. Write an ebook.

9. Create a site hosting free screensavers.

10. Create a site hosting a few free CSS theme layouts.

11. Open an eCommerce store.

Now, keep in mind, the only HTML I know is how to make a link at the moment.
So I thought it would be interesting to see how successful I can get and how fast I can achieve success.

by the way: from all I have learned so far, I’m hoping to make $200,000 before the end of the year.

Sound Savoring

January 26, 2007

Flinging the words onto the page,
Feeling each word flow from the sage–
Seeing the sage throw down tone;
Tone upon tone from high up on his thrown
Transing cords upon cords of faulty funk
Into a vocabulary of untouchable punk..

Blurred Kiss

January 26, 2007

Way to go,
By the way,
Being late and all.
I was about to leave.
I had just about totally given up hope
When this whirl of pink flew past me
Kissing me in the air on its way by.
You have a hell of a sense of timing.


January 26, 2007

Addictions are chronic disorders:
and social.
They are all here,
Here in my mind;
Because they cause pleasures.
And my being all, so knows these facts
And realizes that it needs these things to avoid depression
Depression caused by self depravation.
Starvation of feelings
When your brain knows that it is not as happy as it could be
It reaches out for that physical dependant.
And causes innate frustrations
Using your body against you
Each muscle hugs the other
Wishing that you were relieving their pains

Whether psychoactive
Or psychological;
With abatement of either
Withdrawal quickly follows.
Whether caused by peptides
Or endorphins;
We experience the same pain,
When others take away our hobbies.

She Is My Baby

January 26, 2007

This is my baby
She tends to be a bit crazy
but for me its no more than some
She reaches and reaches for more.
More of the shit from some
From the everlasting tons from–
Runs into her saying sing this pun.

Reach for me and resist the crazy
The crazy that reaches for you daily
Run from the madness that seeks you more.
I know I cause you more pain daily
Even while you seek relieve freely
Although I do provide the whole spectrum.

Found Poem “Marco’s Travels”

January 26, 2007

When a man is riding through this desert by night
and for some reason ..
falling asleep or anything else ..
he gets separated from his companions
and wants to rejoin them,
he hears spirit voices talking to him
as if they were his companions,
sometimes even calling him by name.
Often these voices lure him away from the path
and he never finds it again,
and many travelers have got lost and died because of this.
Sometimes in the night travelers hear a noise
like the clatter of a great company of riders
away from the road;
if they believe that these are some of their own company
and head for the noise,
they find themselves in deep trouble
when daylight comes
and they realize their mistake.
There were some who,
in crossing the desert,
have been a host of men coming towards them and,
suspecting that they were robbers,
they have gone hopelessly astray….
Even by daylight men hear these spirit voices,
and often you fancy you are listening to the strains of many instruments,
especially drums, and the clash of arms.
For this reason bands of travelers make a point of keeping very close together.
Before they go to sleep they set up a sign
pointing in the direction in which they have to travel,
and round the necks of all their beasts they fasten little bells,
so that by listening to the sound
they may prevent them from straying off the path.

exerpt from “Marco Polo’s Travels”

Fuck This Stereotype>>>Sweet-Hearted Girl

January 26, 2007

fuck this stereotype—->>>>sweet hearted girl

below is a bulletin that i am tired of fucking seeing
there are no girls that are not this
so stop fucking saying that you or your loved one are special because you are the exact copy of every other motherfucking human being walking around america in angst
if you are reading this and you are not an exact copy of the fucking stereotype then you should date me
and fuck my brains out
because to be quite frank…this stereotype more than often fucking sucks at sex
now that i have ranted for the night everyone can get back to their very own little copied bitch ass lifes

I’m the girl who will put her head on your shoulder, not because she’s sleepy, but because she wants to be closer to you…

I’m the girl who likes to be kissed in the rain, more than inside your bedroom or in an expensive resturant…

I’m the girl who says,”ok, but you owe me…” jokingly not because I actually want something, but because it means I get to spend more time with you…

I’m the girl you can take absolutely anywhere and I will (or at least try to) have fun because it means I am spending time with you…

I’m the girl who is incredibly picky, but when I find someone I like I want to spend the whole night curled up in their arms…

I’m the girl who never forgets all the sweet little things you do for me…

I’m the girl who never gives up hope even when I tell others I have…

I’m the girl who once I let you into my heart, there’s always a place there with your name on it. And even if we spend time apart, I’m the girl who never forgets you….

I’m the girl who loves to end a hug with a kiss…

I’m the girl who you can talk to about anything…

I’m the girl who laughs at your jokes…

I’m the girl who will have many inside jokes with you and will remember each one…

I’m the girl who will brag about you to all of my friends…

I’m the girl who will listen to you talk…

I’m the girl who really does want to be friends after a break up…

I’m the girl who loves it when you hug me for no apparent reason…

I’m the girl who loves it when you hug me from behind or kiss me on the forehead..

I’m the girl who loves you for you, and doesn’t care what other people say about us…

I’m the girl who loves it when you introduce me to your friends as your girlfriend…

I’m the girl who loves the feeling when you take me by the hand without saying a word…

I’m the girl who loves you to play with my hair…
SWEET HEARTED GIRLS : If you are this girl repost this saying “I’m this girl”
DUDES: If you want this girl repost “I want this Girl”
LUCKY GUYS: repost “I have this girl”
UNLUCKY GUYS: “I had this girl, once. I want her back


January 26, 2007

this is the point in my life that i have always wanted to avoid.
not this bad trip
i dont mind the trip
its the point in your life that reflects a bad trip that kills you
when your life reaches the point where everything feels wonderful but nothing is actually ever getting worked out or done
where everything seems to be going wrong outside and inside your own little world but somehow everything is still going correctly in everyone elses little worlds
the point where i am now
where everything else is spinning around me in a deep, dark, vortex and all that i am is these little black letters in the midst of a bright white aura