I am speaking to you from the brainwave.. I am imploring you all to listen to the third eye and follow me down the path that is true reality...
Just fuckin with ya.
Here's a little something I'd like to share with you all for a moment.
People are making robot fuck dolls. Yep, it's happening. And some fucking weirdo somewhere married his. mm-hmm. They also have robot killing machines, some remotely powered by human operators, some actually programmed to make their own decisions.
Wow, robopussy and robots with guns. Still no floating cars that are completely electronically powered and non-threatening to the environment, but we have robotic vagina. Probably the same reason we haven't cured cancer, but we developed a pill to keep old guys happily erect.
Terrence McKenna is some random dude I stumbled upon today while poking around youtube looking for some random entertainment. He was some cool ass old dude who tripped a lot of hallucinogens and tried to unlock the mysteries of life in general.
That had nothing to do with the preceding paragraph and it's discussion of robopussy and real life terminators, I am aware of this. I'm really fuckin' baked right now, and that type of randomness is only to be expected from someone in my mindstate right now.
So's this..
youtube is the new TV.. Something that could either rot our brains or stimulate them, depending on how you use it. I tend to do an equal amount of both. Just as I have lately been looking up videos on Terrence McKenna and his theories on humankind, I have also been replaying a video over and over called "pug life". This video is a pug dressed in a hoodie and a chain, posing all hardcore with a revolver being dangled next to him, while some random rap song yells out "my momma's a BITCH!" in the background. priceless entertainment.
I wish I could just fucking link these videos directly to this blog, but I'm using a Mac, and I'm not tech-savvy enough to figure out how to do that yet. Beats the shit outta me, I'm a PC.
Rock on, peeps. I just waisted a good five minutes of your life that you no doubt wish you had back, but that's not possible, so just take solace in the fact that time is merely a human concept thought up to measure that which is actually immeasurable and that none of this matters. Till next time. Adios.
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