Punks are coming, everybody act moderately tough

It is warm inside
The rain is rightly outside
Cat stares at the rain
- boredom








They are the quiet ones

I have the only camera that can take pictures of them

But only I can see the pictures

It makes me think they know I am one of them

I try to ignore them, but they seem to be taking notice

Soon it will be over

The shadows are closing in

Those of you working hard to make a living writing

"As long as we live, and whatever fate may have been assigned to us, or we have chosen, there is no doubt that the better the quality of our communication the more useful (and agreeable) to ourselves and others we will be and the longer we wil be remembered. He who does not know how to communicate, or communicates badly, in a code that belongs only to him or a few others, is unhappy, and spreads unhappieness around him. If he communicates badly deliberately, he is wicked or at least a discourteous person, because he imposes labour, anguish or boredom on his readers."

Primo Levi


Because it is quite clear to me that so many people in the world do not want to communicate for various reasons, I wonder at his wisdom.

That said, those who do want to, why do you fail so hard?

Only good picture of me from China

There is no pun

Somehow chilling out never works as well once you acknowledge it

The same works for getting high

Once the first person in the group says something along the lines of 'i am so wasted!' the whole thing becomes farce and everyone starts thinking about, well, nothing at the time.

But after a while, all I think is, damn.

Turning people on is something that you can accommodate, but should not decide to do.

They have to seek it themselves

Of course, Newton fails to specify that you cannot come back to earth past the point directly opposite the point of origin...

They know

I have to be quick, or kill flying chickens while they are looking the other way.

That was an awesome party; wish I remembered more of it...

Well, that is the cost of finishing your first semester.

Exemption is awesome!

Because I actually felt like I earned it

Oh, the meme is just too tempting

I don't know about the rest of the world, but I find inside jokes distasteful.

If you are going to have an exclusive club, you should be trying to kill people or taking over the world or something that makes it worth keeping a secret

I don’t think my brothers like me taking photos of them while they sleep

Wimps!

Everything the light touches bulbasaur, that is our kingdom.

As if that could happen

I must not fear
Fear is the mind killer
Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration
I will face my fear
I will let it wash over and through me
And in the end
Only I will remain

I do everso like Dune

Frank just does a brilliant job

I wish I knew more mentats

My Resume

Isaac Dunn

This is a resume; it gives you the information that you need to know in order to decide that I am worth employing.

I am 19 years old, am able to deal well in stressing situations, have reasonable personal skills and a total lack of any obvious disabilities.

I believe that there are two types of jobs that you can have: a direct trade of services for money, which I would love to avoid, and the benevolent dictatorship of business, in which everyone is given a fair chance to act like a human being and be treated like one. The second of course leads to me acting like a model employee.

I am currently studying a BSc and diploma of modern language at the University of Melbourne. I spent a gap year in China last year studying Chinese language at Liaoning University.

During my gap year I worked as a bartender for two months on weekends, this was mainly a gimmick, but I did learn how to pour a beer.

I also taught English with several companies, this was simple cash in hand work, mainly with university students with classes held in English and Chinese. I was expected to be punctual and put up with whatever disparaging my boss had to say about me in Chinese.

So call or e-mail me.

Isaac wrote this

I guess nobody would actually go for this.

I live in a world where dreams come true rarely, but sometimes

Also a haiku:

Morning clarity
The universe just makes sense
Morning cigarette

And one about my cat:

My cat will kill you
Eat your family and murder
Everyone you love

Hot chocolate being used without a pun

Of course I don't have a picture of hot chocolate, but trust me, I am drinking it now.

I was thinking about drug dealing to other planets yesterday.

Your lone ship arrives carrying the planets yearly supply of alcohol, caffeine, weed, tobacco, lsd, mdma, bacon rinds and soda fizz.

Everybody then throws a month long party in your honour, or gives you some money, or something.

Basically I was just thinking about capturing that happy feeling that everyone has when mildly addicted to something, then they get it.

Not that serious addiction though, no, that is scary.

Bacon

When I wake up in the morning it is six degrees outside and this makes a great segway for me to cook some bacon for breakfast.

I don't know how many of you have tried frying something without a shirt on. But if you have you will know bacon is to frying without a shirt on as zombies are to a picnic lunch at midnight.

And nobody wants that.

First Jazz, next...

Sounds like some dancing lesson or some such ill advised hobby.

But I should pick up something to do; playing with knives and getting drunk every weekend is hardly a noble pursuit.

However fun it may be.

If you ever hear two Chinese people speaking in their native language about how they need to score some weed at uni, laugh, I did.

Maternal breeding sac day poem for the woman who took it upon herself to propagate her gametes in the form of three human offspring:

Today has become,
Doughnut bacon surprise cake,
happy mother's day.

If I were female, I would just have my eggs surgically removed and buried under a tree

Bah, humbug

The most beautiful sentiment is a lie that protects

That which is balanced is beautiful.

Deception is wrong, but when the intent is right it creates a beautiful contrast.

And people wonder why anti-smoking campaigns, abstinence from sex and telling your child that masturbation is bad doesn’t work.

Tomorrow I walked in and began to yell

The Hagakure

Who would have thought that a mix of the two would lead to me walking through a heavy rainstorm laughing randomly at everything in the world?

I guess I should start by quoting a passage

“There is something to be learned from a rainstorm. When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to pet wet and run quickly along the road. But doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet. When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed, though you still get the same soaking. This understanding extends to everything.”

– Hagakure

I had something Daoist to go with it but can’t find it now.

I am starting to enjoy reality more than any drug I try, this is worrying as it seems although maturity or some other boring disease is atrophying my brain.

We will see in time