Thursday, September 3, 2009
Count Rockula (The Flow)
Take the time out to smell a flower or a bucket of pig entrails! Your time here on earth is pretentious and so is the flow between one moment and the next. When Edward was young, the stars cried tears seeing that he was frail and pale and not like the other children they sent unto Our Eddie a frenid to be his only pal. This star traveler's name was ROCKULA and he was the Edward's constant companion as Eddie first built Minneapolis and then the gothic ubsutrial scene inside of Minneapolis. Tragedy befell the world when Rockul was hit by a falling bucket of pretention and he lost all memory of the Eddie. It is with tears that we cry out for the return! Let there be yoga! Let there be unity! Let ONE be ALL and let ALL be ONE! Come home Rockula!!!!
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When most people think of the middle, they think middle of the road
Obviously, middle of the road means pretty much the same thing to just about anyone
A person who is pretty reasonable about most things in life which also carries the qualities of blandness and unremarkability
Not to trumpet my own greatness but pretty much anyone who has spoken more than two sentences to me knows that neither of those two words describes me
Some of my philosophies are pretty middle of the road
I believe in equality amongst people on the grounds of basic human rights and opportunities
It is the actions of the person that contradicts the issue of equality
Basic equality?
Yes
True equality as it relates to the "real" world
No
In my opinion, most people are not equal to the few
And I consider myself one of the few
Hey buddy, you can trust me! I got your back, brah.
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