Fuck You Jimbo. Fuck you Satan's Short Bus. Fuck you Jizz Stain and fuck you Krusti the Kum Kovered Klown.

I am feeling like staying in the punk rock genre as of late.... I feel a sense of angst and unsettled raw aggression that is seeking an outlet. Usually, that mentality has led me to trouble. Oftentimes, in this state mind, I find myself in bar fights, brawls, jail and other less than safe and sound situations. I am very bothered by Jimbo ans the Ruptured Assholes because they have done everything they can go fuck with me from afar but nothing so much as face-to-face. That's what I want. To not be Disconnected but rather be Face-to-Face. I know it's a Big Choice but one I am ready for. However, these Project Gaymen led by Jimbo et Al refuse to attack in person and resort to their traditional prolapsed rectum style approach of a mild dusting of aerosolized shit that just smells bad. It's like a fart in the wind. No real damage is done. Anyway, the episode title, another amazing band, more inspirational, than I can describe,... Its an absolute certainty that Jimbo targeted me because I was adopted and therefore not truly a Kambestad. That's fine with me as those Kambestad's The Kids aren't All Right.

If we fast forward far enough into the future; is this the inevitable outcome of a once varied racial population? Do we become one dull, eastern European, before the wall fell, boring homogenous Doppler ganger like species? Does that mean that all prejudices, bias, racial inequality and all the shit that comes with being different just fall away? Or do we find new things to hate each other for? I think and would bet dollars to donuts that it's the latter. Ancient aliens theorist and those that study the UFO phenomenon, I believe its absolutely true, mention numerous references to a type of alien species they call the Grey's. Is that the apex of evolution? Is that the future that lay ahead? Is there truly equality when we are seemingly the same? However, our mind sets and views of ourselves and our relation to other will always create discrepancy and feelings that some are better than others. We are better than you. Human love to always point the finger.... Is that what Michelengello painted on the ceiling of the Sistine chapel?

Fuck you Tessa... You can't sing Bad Religion songs at all. Go back to that John Mayer bullshit you fart out of your mouth.... Because it stinks Tessa. Like dog that shit that has been out overnight when it rained lightly so it's modeled and dimpled and soggy but still intact. That's you Tessa. That's who you are as a human being. Just slimy, dimpled and softened from dog shit.

I think I had this album in the CD player of my truck for a year straight. That year, my first year of college, is inseparable from this album and the zeitgeist it created. An ever-present feeling of always questioning why, challenge the status quo and seeking my own answers instead of blindly accepting those that were regurgitated to me without questions as to it's inherent validity. This is the year I started rocking the cross buster on my truck. I loved it because inevitably some Jesus freak would pull up next to me and either give me the finger or a few choice words that probably wouldn't be heard in Sunday morning mass or service. Very Christian of those open-minded kind and accepting God loving people. I likedtunsticker simply because I didnt believe that crucifixion should be a legal form of capital punishment. It had nothing to do with my view on religion. Just kidding. I like to piss random people off and support my favorite band. It seems like the more God like one claims to be the less humanity they seem to show towards one another. The more pious the more perfect the more narrow minded and judgemental. The more endoctrinated in the Lord or whatever the more intolerant they become of others whose opinions differ from those of their own. It's as if the process of Belief, over time, disenlightens, hardens and darkens ones mind and soul to what we are truly meant to experience in this world. Is this process a zero sum game..... For most that is?

Shout Shout let it all out. These are things I can do without.... And thats The Jizz Stain. God I hate this bitch. You can hear what an amazing person she is in the first five mins. Something about throwing fentanyl on menwhile I sleep to kill me. If you see her in public please break her legs or her face. Caution: her face may be covered in jizz so please make sure it is indeed her, and not Krusti Kristi, acrually.plesse punch either one and remember to wash your hands with bleach and burn all your clothes after coming on her or into contact with her. She is a real cum stain of a chick. A true cum dumpster but it's not viable sperm but rather it's all fucked up and has lots of genomic flaws and other fucked up shit that will create retarded babies. Beware the Jizz Stain. Hopefully, she follows through on what she has promised in this repugnant but all too true and accurate and not fake audio clip I recorded this jizzy morning. Also, they are stupidly broadcasting on the Emergency Broadcast System so anyone can tune in to hear these idiots live. Apparently, that's what bribing all city and county officials and board of supervisors gets you. Because the entire city can hear these num nuts but yet it persists. When something doesn't make sense and the variables don't equal what they common sensically should it's because money, lots of it, have been inserted as a hidden variable. However, it's like a black hole in the sense that you can't directly see it but you can clearly observe the effect and influence it has on other objects.

"Sorrow"

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"Sorrow"

Father can you hear me?

How have I let you down?

I curse the day that I was born

And all the sorrow in this world

Let me take you to the hurting ground

Where all good men are trampled down

Just to settle a bet that could not be won

Between a prideful father and his son

Will you guide me now for I can't see

A reason for the suffering and this long misery

What if every living soul could be upright and strong?

Well then I do imagine

There will be (sorrow)

Yeah there will be (sorrow)

And there will be sorrow no more

When all soldiers lay their weapons down

Or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns

Or when the only true messiah rescues us

From ourselves it's easy to imagine

There will be (sorrow)

Yeah there will be (sorrow)

And there will be sorrow no more

There will be (sorrow)

Yeah there will be (sorrow)

And there will be sorrow no more

Yeah there will be (sorrow)

Yeah there will be (sorrow)

And there will be sorrow no more

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Writer(s): Brett Gurewitz, Greg Graffin

album: "Process Of Belief" (2002)

Supersonic

Prove It

Can't Stop It

Broken

Destined For Nothing

Materialist

Kyoto Now!

Sorrow

Epiphany

Evangeline

The Defense

The Lie

You Don't Belong

Another amaxing Album from. Bad Religion. This was one of the earliest and most reflective of the bands energy and philosophy. What happens when one is pushed to that point when they have no control? Is one exonerated from the reprecussions that accompany the decisions one has made? Is that the brink of insanity? When ones decisions and actions are attibutable to something other than himself. Einstein describes insanity as doing the same thing over and over each day but expecting different results. Our legal system and standard for reasonable conduct employs are different metric or standard for evaluation. What happens when I have no control? Can no control, to someone incredibly smart, seem like chose theory in real time, planned out to masquerade as insanity when truly it's precisely exacted and executed insanity? Isn't that your Primal Fear.... Working the system to ones direct benefit. Knowing what the rules are long before the game starts and bending the rules as needed?

Another amaxing Album from Bad Religion. The cover features a young man, or boy, set ablaze, self immolation, with a Cross buster shirt on. You ever heard the term Gas Lighting? I am nit sure what the connection is between the kid set ablaze and the album but I have a feeling that Faith Alone won't sustain us any more.

I consider myself to be a modern man. An increasingly rare breed as the modern age expands. I have broken, much like Jimbo's rectal tone, the following four hour recording into more manageable chunks but also because The Dirty Bird fucked with my file and than shoved turkey feathers in her asshole.. not sure why she felt the need to do so. Sometimes you feel like a nut sometimes you feel like stuffing feathers in your asshole. To each their own...weird and fucked up shit that should be kept in a dark sex dungeon or disgraceful porn sites. Probably both.... Don't ask me a out either. I have very little to moderate knowledge about said ass feathers.