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Journal of No. 118

November 8th, 2003

(no subject) @ 09:16 pm


Speaking of movies shot in a stylized manner, I just saw the first half of Kill Bill. It was pretty much exactly what I expected. Violence pornography. Though entertaining on that level, that's all there is.

The following is courtesy of porkjerky, via the_undertow.

Listen Up Dumbfucks:

Most people kill themselves because of a mental condition. This is true in my case too. The condition I suffer from is that I am not normal, I am not like every "sane" person in the world.

I am not normal in the sense that I am not like every other one of you brain-dead zombies. I can think. I can reason intelligently. I can observe and learn from life. I can make my own decisions and follow through on them. And I can do these without any aid from celebrities, T.V. or radio. Unfortunately, every one of you shit-brained lemmings in the world seem to lack these skills and I can't fucking take it any more.

Since everyone else in this world is a fucking retarded drone who revels in their ignorance and unintelligence, I must put an end to my misery. I truly wish I was normal. I wish I could be a fucking retarded drone whore like all of you. I wish I could have the same conversations day in and day out about sports, politics, or "how about that weather, huh?" But I cant. Sure you'll see this note and say Mike's the crazy one. You have to it's the only way you can go on thinking you're sane and your pathetic life is meaningful. Go ahead, call me the weirdo like everyone else surely will. Then return to your happiness of everyday mindless monotony.

My only wish is that the bullet I put into my brain doesn't kill me but only leaves me brain dead. For if ignorance is bliss and everyone of you fuck-for-brains is truly happy, then living a life without a brain stem in a coma must surely be utopia.

Leave my machine plugged in you fucking retards,


P.S. Tell everyone I'm not psychotic.
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Date:November 9th, 2003 03:27 pm (UTC)

That's Awesome!

Ahh, angst. That sums up how I feel about the world so well. Only I learned, long ago, that it's "homicide...not suicide" and "too many people, not enough ammo."

Where's that Al Quaeda recruiting center again?

Never mind, I just found their training manual: http://www.usdoj.gov/ag/trainingmanual.htm

Journal of No. 118