the fight club generation

I see in Fight Club the strongest and smartest men who have ever lived. I see all this potential; and I see it squandered. God dammit, an entire generation pumping gas and waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We are the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no great war, no great depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised by television to believe that we’d be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars – but we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed-off.

the older i get, the more i feel the need to disconnect myself from "faith".  about three years ago, i denounced my participation of all forms of organized religion.  now with that, it doesnt mean i dont believe in a "higher being" but what i believe in may or may not be what most consider god.

note to reader: im drunk

Unplugged

un·plug  (n-plg)

v. un·plugged, un·plug·ging, un·plugs

v.tr.

1.

a. To remove a plug from.

b. To free from an obstruction.

2.

a. To remove (an electric plug) from an outlet.

b. To disconnect (an electric appliance) by removing a plug from an outlet.

v.intr.

To become unplugged.

boredom is overwhelming

somewhat expected...

for as much chaos

there is always a point of boredom

im searching for something new...

something natural

something that moves me

i need to unplug

reboot

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