Nov 5, 2011
Meh..
So here I am again , talking to myself and to you my dear one and only reader. It's been some time since I had something to say , something that I would wish to say to someone or maybe just to myself , today I am maybe just a little more pissed about the society in which me and you must live . I see the lack of respect and that joyfully stupidity on most of the people faces . Those little pathetic excuses for humans are happy or sad with their insignificant lives , I am more and more a traveler ..of both time and space .. in this poor excuse of spontaneously existence . Sometimes I wish I was never been born at all , I saw too many atrocities that maybe somehow affected my mind to the point that I can not see the world as a place where I need to find my happiness . This world is driven by factors I can't rely to , we live in a decadent society driven by clowns and I can no longer laugh at their bad jokes , I wish I can find a place where I can be alone with my thoughts, I need to find a purpose worth fighting for .
You see, I can't close my eyes knowing that people are freezing to death, I can't eat when I know children are dying of starvation, I can't laugh when old men shed tears, I am utterly disgusted for being a human and taking part of this new social slavery imposed by our society . I know I can't change anything , and maybe is nothing meant to be changed because maybe I am the lunatic and is not your fault that I am crazy , but sincerely I would want to push that " end of all things button " so fucking bad ..
I can't feel your tears, I can't relate to your problems when there are bigger issues which nobody tries to overcome .. I am too small to make a change , and I will probably never be able to make a difference . I am not complaining about my life , I am content with what I have, I am at peace with my own self , but not with the world I am part of .
I just want to fade away , close my eyes and wake up when our race will not evolve from wars and murder , when we could just get along with each other , you may say I am a dreamer , maybe , but I am not the only one . Now please excuse me .. is late .. and I just want to sail away , from you my dear , from this world and from this whole realm of ignorance .
Jack
Sep 18, 2011
Lock you doors ☺
Well well well... Hello there my sweet innocent reader , I am Jack as you may already know, proudly presenting you a funny story.
So tonight after a couple of beers I am sitting alone at the window listening to some good old Johny Cash when someone is forcing my door . I looked amazed and with a grin smile on my face I took out my switch blade , unlocked the door and with a state of mind saying " come at me bro " ( I have a vital of 100% and with another 20% booze bonus ) .. but there is nobody there . Mindfuck I say.... what the fuck was I drinking... nothing extraordinary , just plain beer , the drink of Vallhala's gods . The lights were off ( the lights are turned on by motion sensors ) . Well it seems we have a ghost / vampire / entity of unknown source , trying to enter my room . " ha ha " I say in my mind thinking about what is my plan when I will meet a being thought to be supernatural : rape . So I unlocked my door , pulled up a cigar , light it up and praying to god that my neighbor is not trying to enter my place I am sitting here and wait for the one which tried to brake into my place to enter , " come at me bro " I said in my mind while pouring another glass of beer ... I am Jack god of nothing and bringer of futile posts , bringer of sorrow ..come and get me...
So..at least until someone breaks into my mansion ( and will probably be stabbed and raped ) I am saying to you goodnight ( because here..right now is fucking late ) and have a good time.. life is nothing more than a game with awesome graphics but shitty gameplay .
Sep 12, 2011
fuuck fuck fuck..and bla...I am too drunk to give a fuck
So.. I got my beer .. I got my cigars .. I got my head on my shoulders but my mind is gone .
I am writing this ,slightly drunk , I was thinking about a name , a name for a new mask , people love masks , they always do , I have a bad habit of making them from used, or not , t-shirts , I like making them creepy as fuck , because I want to express what I am .. I want people to see that I am the guy which in his spare time is looking for new ways to improve a pipe bomb or that guy who will fucking love a zombie apocalypse just because he is really tired of this life ,, this routine .. this modern slavery .
Don't get me wrong , if you see me you won't notice that I am abnormal , as a matter of fact I am not , I am just thinking ahead of my time , you know.. 2012 and the end of the world , I want to be prepared . Eh.. maybe I got too much time on my own and I am in need of a girlfriend to rule over my life .. let's go shopping .. let's watch that romantic movie , let's go out with my friends , let's pretend that love will be more powerful than your strong anarchistic desires and you will be nothing less than a small man , obedient at his most .
Fuck love my friends , love is the definition of " I want my mind to be fucked at another level " ... maybe I am looking for some mindfuck .. who knows ..certanly not me , I just created another mask .. it's more metaphorically than poetry .. Jack's cutting a t shirt creating a mask , that R. will use in his daily life . I am used to smile when I will just want to smash someone's face , I am used to go along with the society's needs... but maybe one day I could be me .. and I shall dance around the fiery flames like a madman , oh how I will dance the dance of the death and sorrow . Fuck my friends , putt me in chains and lock me away , I am doctor Jeckyll mr Hyde and his brother in law .. Jack Crowley .
I am out because I am too drunk to fucking correct all my english mistakes , I am a fucking romanian mother fucker , so please spare me of my non sense .. I can't write talk and make poetry like this while keeping an correct vocabulary .
See you next time you perishable waste of time and space .
Aug 31, 2011
Hi, my name is Jack , I am R.'s alter-ego , in many ways I control his life more or less, I helped him in many situations, he's my creator but now I am his owner.
And for today , Jack will tell your sorry ass motherfuckers how to man the fuck up and take matter into your own lousy hands .
First of all , if you are a girl , than you are practically doomed to an existence in complete and absolute intellectual darkness... I was just kidin' don't let your ovaries boil to much ..
So first of all you must realize that for your own self YOU are the center of YOUR universe, I mean things actually are like this...* I am not joking
Let's take an example : your friends , family, job , and everything else revolves around you from your own point of view . Don't let others tell you that your sorry ass is not the most important thing in the world ( I was referring to your person , not to your ass ). Don't let others to take your place, don't let them rule your life ( you don't want to be a lousy satellite when you can be the motherfuckin' Sun ! )
It's a problem with some of us which are more sensible and more dependent, some of you use to love another person so fucking much that you let them become the center of you own existence . Now that is a fucking problem kids , and let me tell you what Jack told me not to do : Do not let someone become more important than you ! . I mean this can have many twists, offcourse that when is a life or death matter you are allowed to jump in an active volcano to save a damsel in distress, but don't let that damsel in distress or that silly ass prince charming make you want to jump in a volcano because he doesn't give a shit about you anymore .
I say : Take control of your feelings , be cold , be strong , be like Jack . Even though pools shows that Jack is seen by the women as an chauvinistic pig crossed with a monkey , he's right and he does bang chicks like is no tomorrow , you can't count on that !
The truth is that when you let someone else control your feelings, or when you trust them with them , you sign your own sadness contract . So you can moan and cry, or you can say fuck this , I just read a nonsense post on a madman's blog about how my life shouldn't be so miserable because of that idiot/bitch and I have a strong feeling that I should just let this pass and enjoy life , enjoy the company of my friends or why not enjoy alcohol drugs and prostitution (remember kids use protection !)
So I know I will have probably two or three readers , I will be most gratefully If I could see a comment down below , or I don't know a sign of life , because frankly I am tired of writing this and think over and over again that nobody makes use of my manly wisdom .
And for today , Jack will tell your sorry ass motherfuckers how to man the fuck up and take matter into your own lousy hands .
First of all , if you are a girl , than you are practically doomed to an existence in complete and absolute intellectual darkness... I was just kidin' don't let your ovaries boil to much ..
So first of all you must realize that for your own self YOU are the center of YOUR universe, I mean things actually are like this...* I am not joking
Let's take an example : your friends , family, job , and everything else revolves around you from your own point of view . Don't let others tell you that your sorry ass is not the most important thing in the world ( I was referring to your person , not to your ass ). Don't let others to take your place, don't let them rule your life ( you don't want to be a lousy satellite when you can be the motherfuckin' Sun ! )
It's a problem with some of us which are more sensible and more dependent, some of you use to love another person so fucking much that you let them become the center of you own existence . Now that is a fucking problem kids , and let me tell you what Jack told me not to do : Do not let someone become more important than you ! . I mean this can have many twists, offcourse that when is a life or death matter you are allowed to jump in an active volcano to save a damsel in distress, but don't let that damsel in distress or that silly ass prince charming make you want to jump in a volcano because he doesn't give a shit about you anymore .
I say : Take control of your feelings , be cold , be strong , be like Jack . Even though pools shows that Jack is seen by the women as an chauvinistic pig crossed with a monkey , he's right and he does bang chicks like is no tomorrow , you can't count on that !
The truth is that when you let someone else control your feelings, or when you trust them with them , you sign your own sadness contract . So you can moan and cry, or you can say fuck this , I just read a nonsense post on a madman's blog about how my life shouldn't be so miserable because of that idiot/bitch and I have a strong feeling that I should just let this pass and enjoy life , enjoy the company of my friends or why not enjoy alcohol drugs and prostitution (remember kids use protection !)
So I know I will have probably two or three readers , I will be most gratefully If I could see a comment down below , or I don't know a sign of life , because frankly I am tired of writing this and think over and over again that nobody makes use of my manly wisdom .
Aug 15, 2011
Just Hopes
This is the place where R. grew up, I enter and take small steps on this plane ,far in the distance I can see the forest , I pull a cigar from the pack and light it up, inhale, let's take a walk together , shall we ?
We are walking on the same road R. walked so many times , I can almost see him and his brother heading to the river , pass the forest , on that big yellow hill with a "V" on it .
I lay down in the grass and I am starting to watch the sky , is not night yet , the sun is setting on my left and crisp red rays shine desperately from the clouds . At my right there is nothing except the plain and my shadow stretching on the grass like a memory soon to be forgotten . I open my beer bottle and take a sip , the first cigar is history but her cancerous smoke still rises to the sky .
" I fuckin' miss you people " Shouts R. from the depths of my conscience .
The Sun is going down on the other side, small bugs are crawling in the grass next to my head , I light up another cigar and lay down watching the sky again . I am feeling small , I suddenly know that even If I write this in the instance I am seeing those things you wouldn't be able to enjoy what I am feeling .
The others..the world doesn't belong "here" this is a forgotten place , an cocktail of memories , feelings and images , and to feel what I am feeling right now you will need all the ingredients .
"You" are my friend now .. come next to me so I could tell you stories about ancient battles which took place here , or how in that forest something followed R. and his brother for almost 2 miles , or how deers are coming out from the forest to greet the lone travelers or how about those hidden treasures my grandpa use to tell me about , the ones that have a bright flame just above them , and if you lured by the flame would dig them up , demons will come from and steal your mind making you insane.
There is no word to properly express your feelings, I will end this here , there is just me and the sky . I want to fade away in the memories, nothing is like it used to be , knowing this I smile at the new Moon and drink a beer in her name .
We are walking on the same road R. walked so many times , I can almost see him and his brother heading to the river , pass the forest , on that big yellow hill with a "V" on it .
I lay down in the grass and I am starting to watch the sky , is not night yet , the sun is setting on my left and crisp red rays shine desperately from the clouds . At my right there is nothing except the plain and my shadow stretching on the grass like a memory soon to be forgotten . I open my beer bottle and take a sip , the first cigar is history but her cancerous smoke still rises to the sky .
" I fuckin' miss you people " Shouts R. from the depths of my conscience .
The Sun is going down on the other side, small bugs are crawling in the grass next to my head , I light up another cigar and lay down watching the sky again . I am feeling small , I suddenly know that even If I write this in the instance I am seeing those things you wouldn't be able to enjoy what I am feeling .
The others..the world doesn't belong "here" this is a forgotten place , an cocktail of memories , feelings and images , and to feel what I am feeling right now you will need all the ingredients .
"You" are my friend now .. come next to me so I could tell you stories about ancient battles which took place here , or how in that forest something followed R. and his brother for almost 2 miles , or how deers are coming out from the forest to greet the lone travelers or how about those hidden treasures my grandpa use to tell me about , the ones that have a bright flame just above them , and if you lured by the flame would dig them up , demons will come from and steal your mind making you insane.
There is no word to properly express your feelings, I will end this here , there is just me and the sky . I want to fade away in the memories, nothing is like it used to be , knowing this I smile at the new Moon and drink a beer in her name .
Aug 14, 2011
Don't let me be misunderstood
Hi, my name is Jack. Usually I meet people with a grin smile and act like I enjoy their company, usually I eat girls souls and play with their feelings,usually I write my stuff while being drunk or high...today I am sick of me. I can't believe girls or people in general would want to hang out with me..
Tommorow I will visit my grandmom, the person who raised me at my beautifull countryside ,I miss the old times,life was so simple yet so good, I wish I could have the talent to tell you about things,funny things, I did while I wondered that land. But let's make this short, I miss someone right now, is nothing I can't handle but IWould surely be better without this feeling. My happiness shall not depend on someone or something...yet I can't be really happy without this person . Today my soul craves but I can assure you I am working on this, and when my mind will return I wil be the same jackass everybody knows.
I fucking miss you , silly girl , you stone cold killer of joy.
Tommorow I will visit my grandmom, the person who raised me at my beautifull countryside ,I miss the old times,life was so simple yet so good, I wish I could have the talent to tell you about things,funny things, I did while I wondered that land. But let's make this short, I miss someone right now, is nothing I can't handle but IWould surely be better without this feeling. My happiness shall not depend on someone or something...yet I can't be really happy without this person . Today my soul craves but I can assure you I am working on this, and when my mind will return I wil be the same jackass everybody knows.
I fucking miss you , silly girl , you stone cold killer of joy.
Aug 10, 2011
Reach out touch faith
Wait..wait a second , must light up a cigar..
So many of you ( probably none ) are wondering why do I like this girl , I mean I am the Jack , I do not like girls and in the most chauvinistic manner I just use them for my own hedonistic pleasure . Well I like her because she succeed to be more bitchy than any other girl before , I tend to be sincere to girls, and when I like them I usually go to them ..and say it .. ( Yekshmas ma name is Borat , I like you , how much !? ) Well this time something was wrong , she didn't reply with the characteristic smiley face and "I want you in me" phrase , actually it was ice cold and kinda offended that I had the nerve to tell her that she's damn hot .
you know what .. I still didn't light up that cigar.. must..get..cigar..good.. good now I am smoking like a rastafari . Well the girl had some issues she likes video games , listens to good music she's pretty hot and the most important thing she's a smartass .. I mean literally she knows what the hell is doing .. this thing was contradictory to my beliefs and sometimes I just like watching her ramble :|about work and stuff related to work .. stuff I must know ..and probably don't .. just sayin'
Well enough about her because she will probably read this stuff and will puff up like a puffer fish thinking I am all into her . Thing which is not entirely true , I like her , I like talking to her but it feels like she's so far away and I can't reach out, while ..others are lurking and waiting for a chance .
So right now she's out there with a guy watching a movie or eating something , while I am writing this , more for her than for me , and I am wondering .. how and why am I doing this ? Do I really like this girl so much that I am doing something because she likes or am I really doing this because I enjoy this and I don't want it to end .
I don't know, and probably YOU shouldn't know, now I am going to drink a beer and play the waiting game . Outside is pouring, I couldn't resist at work .. I went at work at 6 AM and call it a day at 8 AM .. I almost felt asleep five times and fuck me sideways if I won't go to bed at 9 tonight .
So the song for today is Depeche Mode - Reach out touch faith . Enjoy it and thanks for reading what I had to say . You will enjoy it more after she will stop talking to me, I bet that .
So many of you ( probably none ) are wondering why do I like this girl , I mean I am the Jack , I do not like girls and in the most chauvinistic manner I just use them for my own hedonistic pleasure . Well I like her because she succeed to be more bitchy than any other girl before , I tend to be sincere to girls, and when I like them I usually go to them ..and say it .. ( Yekshmas ma name is Borat , I like you , how much !? ) Well this time something was wrong , she didn't reply with the characteristic smiley face and "I want you in me" phrase , actually it was ice cold and kinda offended that I had the nerve to tell her that she's damn hot .
you know what .. I still didn't light up that cigar.. must..get..cigar..good.. good now I am smoking like a rastafari . Well the girl had some issues she likes video games , listens to good music she's pretty hot and the most important thing she's a smartass .. I mean literally she knows what the hell is doing .. this thing was contradictory to my beliefs and sometimes I just like watching her ramble :|about work and stuff related to work .. stuff I must know ..and probably don't .. just sayin'
Well enough about her because she will probably read this stuff and will puff up like a puffer fish thinking I am all into her . Thing which is not entirely true , I like her , I like talking to her but it feels like she's so far away and I can't reach out, while ..others are lurking and waiting for a chance .
So right now she's out there with a guy watching a movie or eating something , while I am writing this , more for her than for me , and I am wondering .. how and why am I doing this ? Do I really like this girl so much that I am doing something because she likes or am I really doing this because I enjoy this and I don't want it to end .
I don't know, and probably YOU shouldn't know, now I am going to drink a beer and play the waiting game . Outside is pouring, I couldn't resist at work .. I went at work at 6 AM and call it a day at 8 AM .. I almost felt asleep five times and fuck me sideways if I won't go to bed at 9 tonight .
So the song for today is Depeche Mode - Reach out touch faith . Enjoy it and thanks for reading what I had to say . You will enjoy it more after she will stop talking to me, I bet that .
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