the stuff in my head

Sad. Then again… Eden was really lost a long time ago ;-(

Eden Lost

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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth.

Choose rotting away at the end of it all, sleeping your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, kids you’ve spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life… But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons.
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(Taken from ‘Trainspotting’ by Irvine Welsh)

People do not want to be told they are pissing away their precious life.

But they need to be told.

I rotted away my life today. I played Zelda and ate junk food for 5 hours.

I was angry at something. I thought it was my pastor (for his comments on a terrible postcard design).

I was really angry at myself.

Now I’m wondering if I will be happy working for any company again. If I’m offered a job I will say “yes.” I will choose life. But will I be happy about it?

I’m starting to feel weighed down by my possesions- as if they own me instead of the other way around. I want to throw some things out and give other things away.

Am I crazy… or finally sane?

Worth a watch. I wish the videos I saw in sex ed were this well produced and this real.

ScenariosUSA | The Monster

I just removed the hands from a clock. On purpose. (I’m not crazy)

It’s an illustration for an interactive service bluer is doing this Saturday (waiting for God, God’s timing is not our timing, etc).

It looks really weird…. almost … unnatural. I’m so used to seeing hands on *every* clock that seeing one without hands actually kind of creeped me out. I got an “all is not right with the world” kind of vibe.

It’s not a big loss. That clock was never right. On purpose. (I’m not crazy)

It was right, for a time, then the battery drained down and the hands just “twitched” instead of moving. People would see the clock and exclaim: “it can’t be 4:17 already!” before they realized the clock was not working. I liked the reaction so I left it that way. Later I replaced the battery but left it wrong. Then people’s heads were really messed up!

After I use it on Saturday it’s going right back up on the wall- where it will continue to mess with my friends heads for many years to come. It just keeps getting better