Monday, 31 December 2007
Friday, 28 December 2007
Thursday, 27 December 2007
Monday, 10 December 2007
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
I groan as people on the radio talk too loudly for the time of day, and I know that the radio is my alarm clock. I take a look beside me and see you lying next to me, half awake. You look so magnificent; your soft hair slightly roughened up, your soft skin against my arm, your naked breasts finding their way from underneath the sheets, your gentle breathing against my shoulder.
Realizing I have some time before I need to get out of bed, I watch and adore you. With two fingers I slowly caress your skin, and you open your pretty brown eyes and look at me. You smile. "Good morning," you whisper, and I reply the same.
I don't ever want to get out of bed. I want to lie here next to you for days and weeks and months.
Wednesday, 28 November 2007
Tuesday, 20 November 2007
Thursday, 8 November 2007
Monday, 22 October 2007
Saturday, 13 October 2007
Friday, 5 October 2007
Wednesday, 3 October 2007
PS: Yes, Mina, I have seen what's going on. I just haven't decided yet on how to deal with it. I have been e-mailing with him, though. As you have. I just need a bit of time to make up my mind about it.
Tuesday, 25 September 2007
Or rather, that is what many people claim. Ironically, people say such things throughout history. And perhaps they are right.
Monday, 24 September 2007
Despite its reputation, the Dark Side (by whatever name) has always been popular amongst both scum and the elite. Modern day views might reject the idea of a supernatural devil, "evil incarnate" seems to persist as a scapegoat for many things.
It is remarkable, for instance, how people who denounce religion and claim to not believe in a god, often continue to believe in a devil of some sort.
Despite the fact that in the Bible there is no Devil as described by most people (horned and with features of a goat or a gargoyle). There is, however, a "great beast" and "the evil one" that comes down from the heavens, and attempts to lure Jesus to evil, respectively. Nowhere does it say anything about leathery wings and menacing horns, yet that is exactly the image most people have of this supposed devil.
I once met a (delusional) man who claimed the devil was after him, in differing appearances. One moment it would look like the man next door, the next it was an attractive lady who offered him drugs. If there is a devil, I'm more willing to believe this guy (despite his apparent delusions) than the traditional view.
Whatever his appearance, it would seem natural for people to need a scapegoat to blame things on. "The devil made me do it", or "she must be straight out of hell". The truth, however, is that there is no devil. The evil is what we bring upon ourselves. We, as mankind, do a great job of it; we don't need a supernatural entity to do that for us.
Evil does not exist.
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled, was convincing the world he didn't exist.
Wednesday, 19 September 2007
Friday, 14 September 2007
I suppose it's been a rather long time since last I blogged - and by "blogged", I mean actually typing words in a quasi-coherent fashion to make up a piece of text, worthy of the name "blog". I've done lots of pretty pictures and short grunts, but I decided to actually produce a serious blog now. And here it is. Pretend to be awed.
How has my life been going recently? Quite good, actually. Since July, I've got a new job at Brijder Parnassia in The Hague; I'm an intaker for an addiction treatment center. That means I see the people who want help for their addiction to alcohol, drugs, medication or gambling, and I map out the treatment that's most likely to be effective.
This, of course, is not to be regarded as working with only criminals and "junkies"; most people that show up are people like you and me. Some of them have good jobs and great family lives. Most people that I see, have trouble with their alcohol consumption, followed closely by people with cannabis and cocaine addictions.
So that's my job. I've only done it for 2 months, but I'm very glad I've got this job. It's a natural extension of my internship at a similar company. The only downside is the travelling: it's about 90 minutes every morning and every afternoon to get from home to work, and from work back home. But I'm changing that: I'm trying to find a house near The Hague.
Am I blogging at work now? Honestly? Yes. My client didn't show up. Part of the job; some people just won't show up. So I've got a few moments to relax and blog.
In other news: nothing else happened. Too busy with work. No time to have awesome long conversations on IM; no time to hang out with friends; no time for myself.
Well, that's a lie. The other day I rented the incredible Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny. That's awesome. The D is The Bomb.
So, that's pretty much what my life is right now. Getting up early, getting to work (90 minutes), doing my job, getting home (90 minutes), having dinner, sleeping. Repeat.
Hey, I'm not complaining. I love my job. And I love my paycheck, too.
Thursday, 13 September 2007
Tuesday, 11 September 2007
Sunday, 9 September 2007
Friday, 31 August 2007
from which I never want to wake
Her hair dances in the wind
the fire is in her moves
the gentle flow of her love
keeps me down to earth
Never would I want to
hurt her, lose her, leave her
for she is and will forever be
my ladyfriend, my girl
She protects me
she encourages me
she stimulates me
she loves me
And I love her, of course
from the bottom of my
aching, scorchèd heart
I love her till it hurts.
Tuesday, 28 August 2007
Saturday, 25 August 2007
Tuesday, 14 August 2007
Tuesday, 7 August 2007
Monday, 6 August 2007
Step 2: Switch off all electric appliances.
Step 3: Lock yourself up in a closet.
Step 4: Scream.
Step 5: Wait. It could take a while before anyone finds you. Maybe ages. Dark ages.
In other news: President Bush has the right to read all my stuff. No matter if I never ever visit the United Bloody States of Bloody America.
Hi, George. Welcome to my blog.
Sunday, 5 August 2007
Friday, 3 August 2007
Honestly. What better way to show appreciation to whatever entity that created you, than to prove the excellent quality of you by killing random strangers in the night and putting them on display for the whole world to see?
I do not, however, like war. War is ugly. Fights should be mann gegen mann, without a platoon of gun wielders to guard your back.
Survival of the fittest. Survival of the best.
I want to embody evolution. I want to hunt, make war, make love to many women, grow better, have lots of offspring... and then die fighting.
...nah. I like my life just fine. My name isn't Hannibal Lecter.
Tuesday, 31 July 2007
Tuesday, 24 July 2007
Why are racists never convinced some other race is superior to their own?
If we're all born naked, why do we need to wear clothes while dead?
What makes anyone think their opinion is so great, they need to kill anyone who disagrees?
If there is one god, why are there countless religions?
How come every religious person is convinced his belief is the only true one?
What's so civil about war, anyway?
I appreciate art as much as the next guy (probably more), but why does it influence us so?
Why are the best photographs either out of focus or badly lit?
Why do we insist on wearing clothes, when all we want is take them off of other people?
What the hell am I doing on this girl's chest? (Not that I'm complaining, mind you...)
In other news: I've started my new job in The Hague. I love it.
Monday, 2 July 2007
Yes, I am an atheist. God does not exist. God doesn't explain anything. And if there is a deity that created the entire galaxy, life, miracles and he can read all of our minds at the same time, I bet he wouldn't be very proud of all the complaining he hears.
So wear your heretic badge proudly and convince the people that religion should be abolished.
PS. Yes, this is the place to discuss religion.
Thursday, 21 June 2007
At last, we shall reveal ourselves to the world. At last, we shall have revenge.
World, beware. The galaxy's most feared bounty hunter and terrorist has returned, and he's coming for all of us. Especially bunnies.
Stay inside, lock your doors and windows, sacrifice your firstborn, pray to the gods, and keep the blue pill nearby.
He's coming. Half of the Marsians have already died.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Oh, and check out my cute new pet!
Sunday, 17 June 2007
Our faces too close to ignore.
The tension grew
As the distance shrank.
My mind raced with anticipation.
What should I do?
Lips closed, or dare open them?
As I first felt her gentle caress
Nothing could be sweeter.
The moment escalated,
Our passions took over.
Excitement consumed us
As embarrassment ensued.
Our teeth clanked;
What seemed so perfect
Now was so awkward.
We pulled away,
Her look was one of confusion.
What I did next
I will never forget.
I remembered the nursery rhyme,
"First is the worst,
Second's the best."
So I leaned back in,
And started all over.
A little experience was all I needed.
by Sean H. on Teen Ink