"Jimmy Was A Drifter"

Jimmy was a drifter: A schizophrenic bum
Sleeping in a cardboard box, when he wasn’t drinking rum
He found his food in dumpsters and collected soda cans
Soggy fries and chicken bones, he ate them with his hands
In one he found a baby, cold, dead and thrown away
It was a little rotten, but the taste was still okay

I posted a couple of my older "songs" from a few years ago since my music software is history. I'm too poor to buy new stuff at the moment, so oh well. I wish I had something more profound to say, but nothing is coming to mind at the moment. Things are rough all over. 

Anyhoo, I'll be posting more of my Alien Fetus era stuff (even though it's all posted on my Alien Fetus site and this whole thing is kind of pointless.) Hope you're into that sort of thing. The music quality is crap, but sometimes they're, uh, interesting in a "rubbernecking at a car crash" kind of way. I've noticed that the Alien Fetus stuff has a trippy. sci-fi feel to it where as my Divinorum stuff is darker and more tasteless. That wasn't done on purpose. As I often say, my music is not the best. Hell, it's not even all that good, but it was fun to make. All of this has been done in the name of boredom and fun. Nothing more.

I’m still reeling from the loss of all my computer files. My creative constipation has been bothering me for a while, but it feels more like torture now that my music software and writings have been deleted. There is fucking nothing left. Even the jump drive with my really, really old stuff on it is lost. I feel like I should be super depressed, but the feeling isn‘t really there. I guess you can get numb to anything after a while, even without copious amounts of mind altering chemicals. My brain has become a hodgepodge collection of movie references no one understands and tasteless and/or sarcastic jokes no one finds funny. My body grows doughy and weak the older I get and my mind floats further and further away like a bottle in the tide.

But enough whining. My creations have always had a disposable quality to them anyway. I’ll live my life like a cat without its whiskers perpetually trapped behind the TV. If given a choice between fiction and truth, choose fiction or you’re gonna be disappointed.     

UPDATE!

My laptop crashed recently and everything had to be restored. My computer has lost all the programs installed after I bought the thing. That means I’ve lost my abilities to make weird noises and post them here. It also means that this musick project of mine is on hiatus. When I return, I'll have FL Studios or something. Hopefully that'll improve sound quality. Until then, enjoy my offerings from either this channel or my old, decrepit channel. Also, don’t bother buying cheap ass headphones from Walmart or the dollar stores. Even if the sound quality sounds great when you first use them, they are still going to break on you before the week is out.

OVER AND OUT

I am trying to motivate myself into distance running again but I'm having a hard time getting my ass off the couch. Once upon a time I was sort of a fitness weirdo. Now I'm just a half sane, lazy, beer drinkin', fastfood eatin' loner. At least The Walking Dead is back and not sucking yet. Pretty soon Game of Thrones will be back too. I hope the screen writers for GoT base their stories more on the books instead of veering off into random directions like last season. I love watching muh stories. Strange how I used to not watch much TV. I still try to avoid the news. It's too depressing and biassed. I prefer fictional stuff and true crime any day. Forensic Files and Most Evil are fuckin' awesome. Just putting that out there.

I deleted a couple songs because they sucked. Actually most of this crap I've made sucks, but it was fun to make so fuck it. Nothing matters. Nothing.

I remember when the internet was a lot cooler than it is now. It wasn’t that long ago. It started to go downhill sometime around the mid 00’s and has gotten progressively worse ever since. Intrusive advertisements, privacy violations, and corporate mergers have taken something once wonderful and smeared it with fecal matter. Maybe it was inevitable. The government and most major corporations have done what they do best: buying the rights to original ideas from talented, passionate individuals and turning them into soulless cash cows. Blaming the corporate government has become a cliché, and I realize how looney I probably seem by writing this rant, but sometimes clichés are true, at least to an extent. Still, I could forgive the ads and even the lack of privacy if the commercials were interesting and not so constantly shoved my throat. When I see a “blocker” style advertisement that completely obstructs a webpage I’m currently in the middle of reading, I vow to never buy that product if at all possible. Don’t the experts in marketing realize this, or am I just an exception? Do these methods of promotion really increase sales or do they simply create consumer resentment towards the company?  I’m not sure how this affects others, but it annoys the dog shit out of me.   

Praise God and Hail Satan!

Altered consciousness. BRB