Still Alive

Posted: August 8, 2014 in News

Yup, this hasn’t died yet I’ve just been working on odd projects here and there I’ve got a lot of articles to post but so little time. Just remember that this is a little hole in the internet where I can vent my frustration ūüôā

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Recent events have shown Canadians that the West is preparing for a World War, or at least major battle/catastrophe ¬†similar to Iraq and Afghanistan. I’m not in the mood to post my research since it spans across a few months, but this is your final warning. It is time to anticipate a temporary “Aggressive change”¬†of politics about to hit our country like a storm. Soon Martial Law will be imposed and all foreigners that were not born here will be shipped out at the expense of our tax payers. ¬†Tensions and opinions will run high and the prices will soar, money is going to be tight and technology is going to be hitting the market fresh as cilantro. Google has a very nice surprise for the entire world.

Back to War, it appears that since the Cold War Russia has been planning the annexation of Ukraine (similar to Hitler’s obsession with Poland) and they sent in thousands of Russian citizens to become “Ukrainian” citizens, these people brought over weapons, ammo, uniforms without insignia’s, and everything else you would need to supply a small army. These people are pretty much sleeper agents sitting back inside Ukraine waiting for the Kremlin to make the decision, but they can’t proclaim themselves Russian. No, in order to remain victorious and away from the glares of the U.N and Nato. These “people” will claim to be Ukrainian, full blooded Ukrainians Hell Bent on liberating their country from a fascist dictator, they will fool the world into believing that they are not Russian and will eventually win, just like Crimea, towns, cities, etc these will fall like flies and slowly fall into the hands of the “Real Ukrainians” who are really just Russia soldiers. Eventually Ukraine will fall to Russia, just like Poland fell to Hitler, the world will freak out and fall into a real war, but we have not seen real war since 1914. Everything after the World Wars were nothing in comparison to what is going to happen to us soon, our weapons are so advanced that there is no honor in battle anymore, there is only the option for absolute victory. If your nation tries to beat my nation, I will nuke you, and this is how we think, that is how we could not beat the middle east. We have never had an actual real to go to War, Real War, we simply sent men to peacekeep and maintain order, we had nothing to fight for. But now, we have something great to fight for.

Canada is preparing to go to War with the Ukrainian rebels, not Russia per say, but the pretend Russians, the Kremlin’s Cold War By-product. We are preparing to go to War with them on Ukrainian soil, and clean up a very old mistake before it turns into a nuclear war for absolute power and domination. Right now we have the opportunity to take out a highly contagious target and prevent a massive catastrophe, just like they did to the Malaysian Airline. Canada is going to strike before that contagious target has even a second of a chance to even think about infecting anyone.

Enjoy the rant, I’m too lazy to proof read it.

10 Reasons why you’re full of shit
You follow celebrities
There’s no one out there more full of shit than a celebrity, and you follow them! You watch everything they do, from the music they listen to, to the clubs they break the law in, you know everything about everything, so long as it’s about a celebrity. You make Perez Hilton look like a loser, because YOU are the real know-it-all! And whatever celebrity has an opinion about something you like, you instantly have to agree with them and completely boycott everybody else.
You spend too much time on Facebook
Face it, you’re always on Facebook, and instead of exposing yourself to real world elements like the news, you get your opinion from somebody else; somebody popular who’s just as full of shit as you. “Like this if you agree!” is something you write more than once a day. and you’re always following somebody’s page, like some sort of fan-boy/girl/ lost puppy hoping for a pet.

You can’t speak English
Trying to sway the people around you without the formal ability to properly articulate your words and speak clearly, is a sure way of telling people “Hey, I’m full of shit.”

You spend too much time on your Looks
Just because you spent 200$ on beauty products and spend another 45 minutes using them to both look and smell good, doesn’t mean what you’re going to say to people is going to have any merit. Just people you’ve got big tits, or gel your hair back doesn’t mean people are going to take you seriously. If you think this applies to you, than chances are you too are full of shit. An ugly, unkempt man can get the same results if he knows what he’s talking about.

See Andy Warhol

You don’t listen
You’re the kind of guy (or girl) that has everything you’re about to say already planned out in your head. So obviously you’ll need to blurb it all out as fast as possible. without letting the other person talk. So instead of actually fooling them, you’ve now pissed them off and pushed them away. Bullshitting works a lot better if you work with what’s in front of you, if the other party responds a certain way, react a certain way. Don’t sit there and change the subject like some greasy, arrogant politician. A good ol’ fashion conversation involves interactivity between both parties, why? Because you aren’t both full of shit.

You use keywords to attract attention
You think that because you use words like “the economy” and “anthropology” people will instantly think you know what you’re talking about. Or words like “Shocking”, “Crisis”, “Important”, “Unique”, “Secret” to attract people’s attention. There’s nothing worse than somebody who’s trying to get your attention by shouting things like “You’ll never believe what I just heard!/saw!” just to conclude their sentance with something less exciting as that louder burst of attention grabbing garbage.

You don’t read the news
Look if you go around believing everything you hear then start going around convincing the people around you that, that bullshit is true, you’re full of shit. You need to go out and do your own research on things before you can make up your own mind, or at least formulate a proper opinion. Without actually looking into what you talk about, you are instantly full of shit. Just because you quickly read something online that stated that “Obama was a Woman” with a link to a random source, doesn’t mean you should copy it to your blog and start convincing your friends that “Dr. Charlse B, Anana of the FDA” proved that Obama didn’t have a penis, by swabbing DNA from a cup he left behind at a Starbucks.

You Blog
Bloggers are so full of shit I started doing it myself, I write all sorts of articles, random things, about random things. The internet is full of opinionated people with thousands of followers, spreading their bullshit across the globe, and people just gobble up all this information like they are storing it for later. Hoping that their memory banks would expand and in thus grant them an increased amount of intelligence. Litthe do they know that the brain really kills off the things it doesn’t need, so you’ll forget all that useless crap you never needed, but run the chance at losing memories you did need. Have fun with your life after you spent 30 years doing nothing but blogging about “X amount of ways to do blah” or “Top X things about things.”

You don’t care
You probably just don’t give a shit, about anything, that’s probably your number saying through-out the day. ” I don’t know”, “I don’t care”, “whatever”, it’s these sayings that just go to show everybody how full of shit you truly are. But not giving a shit you throw away all merit your opinion has, since you don’t know, or don’t care, somebody else will decide for you. So since you didn’t have an opinion about what you wanted to do, we are going to watch you eat tacs., Yay! Also we are having your least favorite food. How can you honestly expect anyone to take you seriously if you can’t even come up with an idea for what to do with your time? Especially when you have a group of 4+ people with you. You know you’re full of shit, and everybody else knows you’re full of shit now too.

You won’t admit that you’re full of shit
You know you’ve heard it before, maybe as a joke, maybe at a bar, “You’re full of shit!” Yup chances are you have, and you know what? They were right. Half the time you don’t even know what you’re talking about, let alone remember what you just said 2 minutes ago in a conversation. Your words just flow out like a song, a song swaying the poor, naive souls around you into trekking through you’re forest of shit. which will no doubt cover everybody that crosses through it, full of shit. But all hope is not lost! The first step to overcoming a problem is to first accept that you have a problem!

No doubt now with the help of this guide you too can overcome your full of shit lifestyle and finally evolve into a better, more human being.

“EMP” The Video Blog

Posted: April 9, 2014 in Uncategorized

I got the idea to turn my “EMP” series into a video blog, I’ve got 2 HD cameras and a lot of scripts so I’ll be experimenting with Haris’s perspective. Ultimately I will act out the blog and film it from my perspective, give it a few weeks I might have the first day ready to put on youtube.

I decided to separate my work into two categories

a) News, Jokes, Conspiracies, Random Stuff (Here at So Bleak)

b) “EMP” as a realistic blog (Here at EMP STORY)

 

So choose what you liked best about this site and go follow/ comment the blog you like! (If any)

 

I am afraid. I am anxious, and I am insecure. But I am not weak, I will not let this world drag me down. For I am strong, strong enough to
survive where others will not. There is no stopping me, or what I am about to do with my life. You can run, you can be afraid, and you can
hunt me down. I will probably kill you, or you will probably kill me. In the long run, it doesn’t matter. Because it shouldn’t, if there is a
Hell it surely is here. I can feel things, either I am crazy or I somehow belong here and nowhere at the same time. My only ties to this
world are love, honour, and justice. I have a burning desire in my soul to either burn this world down or save every last one of you for my
own selfish desires. I do not feel like a bad man, but I know that I can be a bad man. There isn’t much difference between you and I, really.
You are either a beast, a saint, or some wierd variation between the two. It doesn’t matter because we all die. I would hope that you be
granted a good death, but there is nothing I can do about that.

A good man does not stand tall, for he has no need to be seen or heard. It is the little things that keep the world going, right? Who the
fuck knows. What I do know is that the only thing making sense right now is money and doing the right thing, but somehow I get this feeling
that you can’t mix money and “doing the right thing”. I refuse to become more of an animal than I already am, I made a decision a long time
ago to better myself. Not for my sake, no, but for the sake of the universe. I need to prove that there is good left out there and that this
“good” is winning. If we let evil men rule this world over and over again, then what is the fucking point in being nice? I have been an
asshole before and a fucking saint before, but doing the right thing only satisfied my soul and got me ridiculed by others. It is strange how
this works here, it is “cool” to break the law and be a badass. Whatever happened to the notion that fighting crime was the badass thing to
do? Am I the only man that was truly effected by Batman? My parents aren’t dead but holy fuck do I want to walk the streets at night and bash
in people’s doors. Somebody out there needs to either die or go to jail. Sorry, a lot of people. And I don’t really see our leaders and our
countries spending billions of dollars stopping crime. Most of our leaders are dirty and corrupt, and we vote for them because we are
brainwashed into going along with this society we’ve created all because we are making money and it “works”. Sure it works, when you have
money you feel like a king, but when you don’t have any money you feel like a slave, just waiting for his day to eat. I’m not complaining
because the alternatives aren’t very fair, such as communism. If I work hard I should earn what I deserve.

But I haven’t made a penny on my art, probably because I suck. Which really seems like an insult after all the shit I’ve created this far. I
write music, I play guitar, I write words on computers, and I sing. I think that is about all I can do. Honestly I feel lost, like a jack-
of-all-trades without any useful skills. I can go to school and blah blah, maybe finish my bullshit English degree or go lift shit until my
back gives up, all the while being verbally abused by coworkers. People love me, or they don’t. I wish I could explain it, everything it
seems that I want to do, I find an excuse to get out of it because of some bad experience with some person or people. I pumped out the last
two paragraphs in a few minutes while I was smoking a joint because I was rambling on, but now that I mention myself I get so lost. Seems
like these lines are taking forever, and I fear that they will just end up in “erase heaven” like most of my work. Killing myself seems like
such a bad idea, but wow, sometimes I can almost convince myself that the future is bleak. Not saying I would ever actually kill myself, that
is never a good idea, there’s always hope right? Just need to have a little faith? Right?

Sometimes it’s easier to just write to a computer and erase everything than actually doing anything else. Life is wierd for me, I don’t care
how you are getting through it, you have probably somehow “won” in your own way, happiness found, whatever it is. COngradulations! You’re a
winner! Best of luck and all that, sincerely. I am a good soul as I write this, do not know what may become of me so far, but at this point I
am going to arrogantly say that I am the pinnacle of Justice. If I had super powers right now I would truly use them for ultimate good. When
the world hurts I feel it too. Not that, that even matters anyways since of course, the world is ruled my evil men and everybody is a
scumbag, selfish, inconsiderate, unworthy of a God to weep to.

I suppose all that I want is some damn appreciation as a Canadian artist, I have read a lot of poems and books by Canadians (and the rest of
the world) and heard a shit load of music, I think that I deserve a million dollars because my art is beautiful and meaningful. I put my
heart and soul into my work and can’t even get more than 10 likes on facebook. But people like YOU KNOW WHO are out there fucking rich and
famous off of crap and it is going down in the history books as “greatest” or “best ever”. I will ve damned if any one of my songs isn’t
better than that top 40’s crap. But I don’t have the popularity and money to buy my way to success. Sure I am working on getting a band for
live shows but something always comes up, somebody always quits right before we are ready. Is it my fault?! PROBABLY! Why?! Because I am an
asshole and a loser and blah blah. I am spiriling down a path I have no control over. I can’t find a job, I can’t make money independantly
and I can’t even finish school. I’ve some bad decisions sure, but I think by now I’ve repented for all my sins, if that is even possible.
Which weren’t even bad fucking sins, at all. Yet somehow I went from having a future, to having fuck all. I know that I have a beautiful
woman that loves me, but love is never enough to survive. This world runs off gold.

I’ve tried countless ways of getting “rich quick” (without spending money of course, I’m not stupid, I think) and simply wasted my time. When
I heard about bitcoins I thought “it will die fast” and brushed it off, I had the money to buy some and I oped out. I tried mining, ad
browsing, blah blah, I’ve got about 0.09 btc so far. I stopped that thought, the mining rate is silly and it requires a large investment in
order to mine something that isn’t worth mining. I need DOLLARS like they are going out of style. But how the fuck do I make DOLLARS?! GET
OFF YOUR ASS RIGHT?! HASN’T WORKED YET! FUCK! What I want is my own business, be my own boss, create jobs, buy stuff, sell stuff, cool stuff,
fun stuff, have a place in my hometown that will provide the people with what they need. Cool stuff thought, I’ve got my ideas but they are
hidden away, Muhahahaha!

I keep having this idea of posting something on a donation site and ask for money, in the back of my mind I would want it to work. I dream of
some rich artist stumbling upon my post one day, FEEL something and say “This guy deserves some economical appreciation!” I am about 17,000$
in debt from student loans and can’t go back to school until I pay the government about 600$+ on my loan, it’s a long story as to why I am
not in school. Either way, I have a bad back, I don’t want to slave over a trade, I want to make this world a better place. I have a voice I
want to use it. Unfortunately I have a lot of anxiety when I’m in public, I can’t always communicate verbally as well as I can think or
write, bad grammer aside. Maybe that’s why I can’t keep a job or finish school? I don’t want to feel like a charity case or a lazy pathetic
human being, but wow. I have been finding it very hard to be happy my entire life.

I hardly ever smile, I don’t really know what I look like everyday but in the mirror I look mean and unprochable. I can’t help it really,
inside I feel like I am a very GOOD MAN, I am JUSTICE! I feel like I’m here to protect people, maybe that’s why I don’t like being alone. I
don’t like being around people either. Wierd. Whatver, that’s why I deserve a million dollars! Is it justifiable or is worthy of a slap in
the face? I have no idea, my perception of the world is very different from everybody else’s, I’m probably a wierdo! WhooooOoooo! I’m eating
a can of chili as I write this now, been munching on it since I walked away to cook it after “Muhahaha”. Yum. I feel sorry for anybody who
has to read this, I don’t even want to revise it. Feels like it’s just a bunch of garbage that belongs in “erase heaven”. I am a talentless
slave with no master, somebody please enslave me and give me purpose!