ride the spiral to the end

Before i start,

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Now that I've got all the A's out of my body, I'd like to ask you what you see:

If you see either
a)an antispiral
b)art
c)a mathematical relation

then, please stay away from me, you may be insane.
Earlier today, Bryan tried to insult drivers with weird gestures and dances. Jackson was swift to save the day with a kick in the nuts. Pretty awesome.


It was weird, the journey back.
I opened a can 'o stout in the car and just before i took a sip, I noticed two cops about 5 meters away.
Pretty awesome. Kids dont drink and drive, you might spill your booze.


so anywhossel, on the way back, i decided that i wanted my sunday to be a little more spirited.

Half an hour later, i ended up in an empty house. I think its the one opposite the mosque on my road.


it really was scary. I'm actually one of the most easily scared people out there. I fear what my physical form cannot comprehend or defend itself against. Also snakes and batman are very real threats.


Anywayssel, i cut through the house. Entered the front and went out through the back. I was sweating fear in the kitchen. It was pitch black, so i had to use the phone's camera flash by repeatedly taking pictures.




You see, nokia has no easy way of turning on the camera light. I guess there's an app for that.

all that added to the whole scare factor. The worst part was the ceiling of the kitchen had enough space for a pontianak or something. Obviously all that went through my mind at the time.

Most people probably conquered their fear of the supernatural at a very young age. I have never been able to, even after all the apparent rationalizing. I do these nonsensical (and probably nonscary) raids and explorations for 3 reasons.

1)i need to master my fears to become the batman(a communist version of him at least. Hey, let me dream)

2)i love the adreanaline rush that it gives. Almost as good as getting chased by dogs on a bike. But my bikes are broken darn it.

3)hopefully it'll just show that no matter how real or apparently logical the supernatural can seem to be, none of it is. I go in with an open mind, if i see something in the corner of my eye, i turn and face it, and make sure i dont jump to conclusions. It would have been so much easier for me to convince most of the people i know that these places are haunted. I'm not trying to be different, i'm trying to make a stand.


But mostly it's the first reason.


anyway, enough bullshit. On the way out, my leg got pierced by some rusty iron fence. If i die of lockjaw or tetanus at the end of the week, it's only because god loves me and wants me back, right?



right?

Unlike the Animal Farm, the communists win this time

My Dad wanted to go to the place where they keep sick animals(Johor Zoo) to take pictures of dying animals. We're a family of sadists, I apologize.

There were a lot of strange animals, like this tiger who was totally zoned out on the floor:


50% sure it wasn't dead. The tail was twitching.



Then I found uncooked dinner walking around:

Mmmmm walking patty. No bread though.

Man, what is up with this Font, it keeps changing.





Also, there was this stuck up guy from Arab. I tried to ask directions but all he did was look smug:



I could smell him from the entrance.


And also an emopony:

Seriously though, they shouldn't let these animals listen to Simple Plan.


My favourite animal today was the Buddhist Flamingo. Balancing on one foot for over half an hour while telling his other feathered friends of the beauty of unfiltered Marxism.

"Filtered Communism is what happens when you get a person or a party to lead communism in; Communism must come naturally once people realize everyone wants and that not everyone can have everything or anything more than anyone else."

I'm sorry, that was direct translation from Flamingo, some nonsense may have been included.

The Dalai Llama was a Marxist. No Llamas in the zoo though. (I know, it's spelled Larma, no wait)

There was also this otter who kept touching itself and rubbing against a log.

log....
must be math fetish I guess.
*shudder*

Remember Hungry Hungry Hippos? Oh c'mon, everyone was into that toy craze 10 Christmases ago. No one?

Umm. OK, well it turns out that Hippos are actually very territorial, and still have disputes with Shell Petrol over the control of the oil fields in the Niger Delta. Also, they capsize boats in Congo. Figure out which one of those stories are true.

I'm on to you, you overweight waterpig.


I never quite understood what a bald eagle was. I mean, the bird isn't even bald. Such a descriptive term should be used on ostriches. And my future self in case I inherit male pattern baldness(please don't be genetic).

Yes, that is an ostrich ass, and No, I wasn't staring at it the WHOLE time.
Just for 15 minutes or so. C'mon, a hairless bird ass, how often do you see that?


Later my mom and grandma went to the Festival of Injuns. I managed to sneak through the bazaar without being tortured or forced to watch Injun Movies(aren't those two the same thing?) while looking for my family.

It wasn't that bad. I found God.

All 24 thousand permutations of him.

From Tool's "Rosetta Stoned"

STRAPPED DOWN MY BED. FEET COLD AND EYES RED.
I'M OUT MY HEAD. AM I ALIVE, AM I DEAD?
CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THEY SAID.
GOD DAMN. SHIT THE BED!



Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the one.
Born to bear and read to all
The details of our ending.
To write it down for all the world to see.
But I forgot my pen,
Shit the bed again.


Who writes songs like that, sheesh y'all.


also,



"The Gaping Lotus Experience"

I had a friend once he took some acid
Now he thinks he's a fire engine
It's okay until he pisses on your lighter
Kinda smells kinda cool kinda funny anyway

satan, satan, satan...

I had a friend once he took some ecstasy
Tried to marry me and every one in the room
He was sort of loving kinda caring,
kinda tried to fuck my lazy boy
It got a bit messy all over the curtains,
arm chair covers, throw pillows, and carpeting

satan, satan, satan...

I'm getting bored again...