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Quite often I return to the conclusion that the only way to deal with the populace of this planet is to conclude that everyone, including yourself is stark, raving mad. Sanity feels almost like some disjointed TV show you should have been watching back in the 50's from the 'Hello honey, I'm home' era almost. In a very much Pleasantville sort of way - and it disturbs me. But madness is definitely the way to go; given that there's billions of people on this planet and they'll generally have a differing view on at least one thing regarding one of life’s major issues (life, law, religion, relationships, etc) then trying to talk to them as if they think how you do is likely to cause you a headache.
Or something. I'm rambling, there was quite possibly a point that was going to be reached sometime in this sentence, maybe a point of no return, maybe a point of an HB pencil, maybe a POINT structure, I really can't tell anymore - my fingers have taken over my hands and brain and are telling me to type, and who am I to ignore them, they're pretty important all in all so they may as well have their say for once, as opposed to just being the means to which I vent my vague babblings on the world again.
All that with a small slice of cheese toast.
Mmmm cheese, tangy cheese, nothing like a bit of nice tangy cheddar on fresh toast. Or cinnamon toast, not had that for ages - I suspect my stomach is trying to make itself heard now, it's been rumbling for a bit. Ho hum. Hum ho. Hi ho Hi ho...
meh.
Right, music and films... I've already contemplated replacing the filmtrack by David Bowie for Labyrinth by the Prodigy, just for kicks; but I'm sure there’s plenty of other films that could benefit from a musical rework, even just for a one line snippet throwaway comment...
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Fight Club - The Beastie Boys ("...fight for your right to blooooow shit up...")
Bladerunner - Rob Zombie ("...More human than human...")
Contact - Pink Floyd ("...Is there anybody... out there?")
I'm sure there’s more...
I now return you to your regularly scheduled delusion.
Or something. I'm rambling, there was quite possibly a point that was going to be reached sometime in this sentence, maybe a point of no return, maybe a point of an HB pencil, maybe a POINT structure, I really can't tell anymore - my fingers have taken over my hands and brain and are telling me to type, and who am I to ignore them, they're pretty important all in all so they may as well have their say for once, as opposed to just being the means to which I vent my vague babblings on the world again.
All that with a small slice of cheese toast.
Mmmm cheese, tangy cheese, nothing like a bit of nice tangy cheddar on fresh toast. Or cinnamon toast, not had that for ages - I suspect my stomach is trying to make itself heard now, it's been rumbling for a bit. Ho hum. Hum ho. Hi ho Hi ho...
meh.
Right, music and films... I've already contemplated replacing the filmtrack by David Bowie for Labyrinth by the Prodigy, just for kicks; but I'm sure there’s plenty of other films that could benefit from a musical rework, even just for a one line snippet throwaway comment...
~
Fight Club - The Beastie Boys ("...fight for your right to blooooow shit up...")
Bladerunner - Rob Zombie ("...More human than human...")
Contact - Pink Floyd ("...Is there anybody... out there?")
I'm sure there’s more...
I now return you to your regularly scheduled delusion.
