crash into me

in a boys dream...

 

to the girl who makes every breath a little sweeter

every dark day a little brighter

who's beauty can not be compared to earthly things

the only doctor to fix this strange heart

I love you

GPS to where you need to be

if i was rich

not filthy rich, just financially well off........enough to by Lithuania

and have it removed and shipped off to the moon

and then replace it with a huge statue

and i would live in the left nostril of the statue

all the criminals would live in the right testicle

and all the beautiful virgins would live on top.......and one would be sacrificed just for the sport of it all

every hour

how do you get to this place?

walk until you are in a desert with 43 clouds

when you find the purple cactus turn left

walk 354 paces and then lose count

once you reach the scull of an unwanted child begin to dig

with the scull of course

you will eventually hit a box

dont open the box

just walk away

soon you will die of thirst because you are totally lost in a barren desert

this will cause you to start your next life

before you come back alive use this combination:

(up)(up)(down)(left)(B)(X)(X)(A)(left)(down)(down)(B)

you will then end up where you want to be

this ode to madness is mien

Every day I find more and more evidence that I just might actually have a color vision deficiency. take this blog for example.

someone please shoot that stupid bird! where is a cat when you need it?!

please stop staring at me like that.....im not nearly as interested in you as you apparently are in me. im taken, sorry...............why are you following me? oh great, of course your car is parked right next to mine. do I know about radios?! what kind of question is that? no, im sorry. have a great day. stupid shirt

If I was a rich man.....

I talk to myself quite frequently. is that normal? I would say its the only way i stay sane.....but i guess im beyond help in that department.

*clean up on aisle 12*

is


أحبك

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Eg elska thig

what does love feel like to a blind person? indigestion?

i dont think you were pretending to be asleep when i took that picture.....if you were then what did i say to you?                                                                                                                                      le melon

      byddech yn hoffi rhai babanod jeli?

 

I do hope that this hasn't confused anyones little mind.

good night and farewell.

two separate paths

While walking down the cracked and weathered path of my life I caught my first glimpse of another path through a hole in  the hedge, your path. At first I didn't think much of it, for the path I walked had me very distracted with all its loose rocks and potholes, so I pressed on. But a few miles farther I saw it again, I was fascinated. So in an act of desperation to leave the weary path I walked, I jumped from the paved cracked road and started towards yours. As I got closer I began to see that this path was much like mine, possibly even worse. I stopped. Looked back at the road I have so blindly veered off of, and then back at yours.

Suddenly I saw you coming up from a distance. I was shocked at first, that such an ugly path could hold such a beautiful traveler. As I watched you come closer I felt a spark in my chest, never had I seen anything so elegant and beautiful. While I starred in amazement I noticed a wall that ran between us, it was a rather large wall, made of crystal. Instantly I was filled with discouragement as the desire to be there with you grew. you looked so lonely on this dark path. Every fiber of my being went out to you as you came even closer, but still, there was a barrier. A sudden blast of desire and love grabbed me and I scaled the wall, jumping down into the forbidden path. Little did I know what the consequences of such an unlawful act entailed.

I wasn't there long before I began to grow fearful of this new path, I had broken written and unwritten laws by being there. I had wanted so badly to be there, but now that I had done it, in such an untimely matter, there were consequences. the guilt and fear surrounded me with darkness and confusion, until it became a physical entity. This formless conglomerate quickly overcame me and threw me back over the wall. As I flew over the wall I felt a tearing sensation in my chest, not painful, but not comfortable, or normal.

two weeks passed
finally I woke

even though I had spent my whole life walking this path I now felt lost and confused. Nothing looked familiar even though I knew nothing had changed. I realized that I had left a part of myself on the other side of that wall. I looked down. I was surrounded by a pool of blood. startled i jumped back, looking for where the pool had come from. My eyes frantically traced a crimson river, leading from the wall too the pool before me..........and then to my feet! The blood was coming from me! This was my blood on the ground!

I tore my shirt off and starred in horror at the gaping hole in my chest where my heart used to be. Looking back across the way through the translucent wall, for a split second I saw you standing there, gently caressing my heart. I felt a strange warmth in my chest, as if there was some sort of wireless connection between this hole and the organ that once filled it. Delirious from blood loss, I stumbled back to the wall , knowing that I didn't have to strength to get back over on my own. I collapsed to the ground and cried out in agony as I began to slip in and out of consciousness.

 All of a sudden your beautiful hand came through a hole in the wall holding a white jar. you opened the jar and pulled out what I instantly recognized as your own heart. You carefully placed it into the cavity of my chest and immediately the walls closed up around it.

I felt like I had just woken up from a nineteen year long dream. The amazing warmth and power that came from this new heart filled me with unimaginable happiness and love. I looked up and saw your face watching me lovingly through the wall. Everything I had ever known was now meaningless, all I could think about was you. I gave a pained smile as I remembered what happened the last time I tried to be with you. But as if you can read my mind you nod to the north, further down the path. I quickly look over and to my astonishment see that the wall has an end, and at the end I see a beautiful new road, to which both our paths lead. I fall to the ground once more, this time crying tears of joy. I can finally see an end to the loose rocks, potholes, and weeds that i have known for years. finally I can walk the last few hundred feet of this path with a goal in sight. I dont know exactly how far away this new path is but I can see it and I know it is within reach.

I love you, and that will only grow more and more true with time.

choices. and rainbows and stuff.

when your whole life seems to boil down to one huge decision what do you do? cry? no that wouldnt be manly. when your torn 50/50 decisions of this magnitude can destroy your mind, or so i have decided, because it takes over everything and you cant think strait until you make the freaking decision! but what if you choose wrong? sure you can step back and reevaluate your options but you can only do that so many times until the final day comes for you to make your mind up and your scrambling wondering where all that time you had went......

there is still a year......12 months.......52.17 weeks.......365.24 days...........8765.81277 hours............525,948.776 minutes.............31,556,926 seconds...........but when its all over it will have felt like a split second had gone by and you are begging for just a moment longer.

cuz

dear favorite cousin,
 where have you been all my life?!?! I think I can still count the number of times we have hung out on my fingers. it saddens me much that the only time we DO hang out it is because someone is either getting married or being buried.

you better at least be coming to my wedding!!! it isn't for like a while so that should give you time to prepare. I miss you tons! tell your sister that she is a spaz and your brothers that I miss their excessive energy.

P.S. NO MORE CAR ACCIDENTS ALLOWED!!!!!

*in loving memory of Perry Houston, cant wait to see you again!*

you know who you are and you aren't reading this

to whom it may concern,

screw you. ive put up with 7 years of your crap and now you cant handle me finally telling you. what is it like knowing that your three best friends now hate you? who the heck do you hang out with?! you sit and brag about how you dont need us, im just wondering what your back up plan was? cause you still have a few months till you leave on that mission of yours, which by the way i dont think you should be going on, there should be an attitude requirement, but hey maybe you'll learn something and come back a tolerable person. have a great life. try to find some friends, it'll make the suffering easier im sure.

P.S. abby is awesome and will never talk to you again because your a "jerk face"

so.........

it has come to my attention that life without the church is......... ridiculous. so i have made up my mind to start living the way i should have been this whole time. this is not a debate. decision has been made, i dont care what you think.

I bought my first vehicle last weekend. whoo hoo. picture used without permission from Travis Lindsay.

i have a new band that i love called driftless pony club......yea sounds gay but they are pretty rad.

i love jeeps

Eternity

My love for you makes the concept of eternity look like nothing. you are the reason my heart keeps beating everyday. You are the only thing I really cant live without, who needs all those other things like food and sleep when I've got you?!!!! I love you more than this blog or the other people reading this can handle.

yours forever,
Justin

to whom it may concern

you all just brighten my day, you dont even know how much! thanks for being so awesome!!!

the unknown light source

"I love you" doesn't even begin to describe the way I feel about you. the English language cant describe the way I feel about you. the human mind cant describe the way I feel about you. being in such a limited situation I really dont know how to tell you how much I love you. I guess ill just have to show it instead of speak it.

XI........... flange

When I see the face of one who have torn this heart apart it causes my insides to feel nonexistent and time suddenly slows to a drizzle. everything around me instantly points to that person and I cant fight the sudden feeling of ticks in my brain tissue. my heart starts weeping blood out of  old wounds and I fall to my knees, almost losing consciousness altogether. small tattered projector screens in the back right corner of my left side brain start to play old weathered tapes. memories of when we were friends, the projector burns the image of their face onto the screen. as I look at it my bleeding heart begins to beat faster, in 3/4 time. its like a nightmare, all I can see is their face and I cant stand to look at it. i want to look away but the poor muscles in my eyes have given up entirely. as the image burns slowly and painfully into my eyes something flashes to my left, another projector. my heart skips a beat and changes to 6/8 as a spark of hope shoots from the dusty ceiling fan. this projector is 379 times brighter than the old one and it instantly commands my whole attention. and then like a life saving breath your face comes into view and the whole room is lit with a soft warm light. the old projector catches fire and burns, giving off a purple black smoke. all is well.

look both ways before crossing the street, you might find a reason to take the next one instead.

dear copy write office,

Conciser the phrase "what ever melts your Popsicle" copyrighted to Abby Johnson. any time it is used for the purpose of monetary gain she must receive 40% of all gross income from the usage.

this is not a proposal it is a warning.
thank you,
justin

i live in a trailer park

funny how things happen some times. I spent the first 7 years of my life in a trailer park......and now hear i am again liveing in a trailer park. I am actually quite fond of  trailers, they make me happy, like im going back to my roots.

this is a really bad picture cause I dont have a real nice camera yet.

under the shadow.

we all live under this shadow. we all have to conform to its rules. I dont know if a name can be given to it, but it controls society.......or maybe it is society. why must everyone do what "society" thinks they should? how can society be one entity, but have so many faces? who says what I should do, call me crazy but I thought it was me.

We should all be able to do what makes us happy without worrying about whether or not someone thinks worse of you for it. be your self!! saying "go against the flow" makes no sense, just leave the flow all together and start your own!

as inspired by Cassidy,
 dear society,
im sorry i missed church. but im actually lying im not really sorry. as much as I love being guilt tripped into doing things, I think I would rather not. yeah im sure it workes for you but it just isnt working for me so I have jumped, head first and totally blind, into the world to find myself.

All my live ive been afraid to speak up and say that I just want to live! Im not angry im just done being given only one option.

have a good life.
with love,
justin.

insomnia in a bread basket X...............basset hound

to the world you may just be one person,

but to one person you may be the world!

let it be known that all i have ever said about one certain subject is false. i was not seeing things from a correct point of view, i was angry and would only see what was bad so that i would have more reason to be angry. but it turns out i was completely wrong. before you i had lost all hope, there was no reason to try. i had tried and failed so many times that i came to the decision that there was just no way i was going to succeed in this field. then you changed my view of everything. it was like i had been standing on my head and looking at life the wrong way and you came and pushed me over. i sat up and saw that life was livable, and could actually be fun. thanks

if you wonder why i dont like it when you take those its because that is what helped kill a very important person in my life. my personal john wayne. i hated westerns until he died. i saw a movie with john wayne and he reminded me of him because he was a big fan. so if you wonder why i always talk about john wayne.......its because it reminds me of him.

Perry Houston, only the good die young. ill see you on the other side, be it heaven or hell.

if that dream really was true, and you did have that crazy cancer. then those three years would be the best of your life, i would make sure of it!! we would do everything you ever wanted to do and more! and the little girl probably shouldn't be named phillus.

nutrigrain

insomnia in a bread basket IX................ moon

whoa!!!!!! guacamole it the most amazing thing on this planet!! i strive every day to be an avocado, AND YOU WILL NOT MAKE ME FEEL WORTHLESS!!!!!!!! anyway.........i happen to believe that, as dallas has show, guys can be complicated.....but only some of us. I blame insomnia for my complicated way of thinking because i never sleep so all i do at night is think.

in high school i would have said that girls are an arcade machine. you go to the arcade and find the game you would like to play so you give it a quarter from the little bag you mother and father gave you. the machine lets you play the game, but it is preprogrammed for you to loose. so you walk around this arcade place {high school} trying to find the one machine that will actually let you win until you run out of quarters. suddenly you see that there is a snack bar, and all hope is regained! you realize that you dont really need to win any of these games! all you need is some fro yo. now to a person with a broken mind like me this kinda makes sense but it your confused its cause you get a normal amount of sleep and you have a normal brain. thank you, come again

i would love to push you on the swings! and feed you ice chips when your drugged. I love your hair in this picture! you should do it like that again! but if you really want to cut it then go for it, ill love it either way.

hey sis, just cause you dont like the army doesn't mean their backpacks are gross!! lets go back pack shopping then if you really need a new one!

i once saw a day where the birds flew north for the winter

robbery

insomnia in a bread basket IIX................bloodhound

i like lobster..........and by that i mean i have never had lobster but i look like one...i {look} like lobster.

i know the pieces fit cause i build the freakin puzzle!!! if there really was a way there we would have gone right at the fork. dont forget your panda packpack.

is the stomach really something i should be eating? i doubt it but hey why not.
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i bet if we all focused really hard we would be able to talk to each other telepathically. lets try it. 

thats what she said.

love the shirt......love the suspenders.......love the shoes......love the pants........

what has been said it cannot be unsaid.what has been seen cannot be unseen. but what has been sniffed.......thats a whole other story. the patient.

yes it may be potentially deadly.....but waking up and getting out of bed is potentially deadly.

premium breast chicken strips........im lovin it.

be nice!

fry.

insomnia in a bread basket VIII..................evolution

lets have a talk about why you think they way you do..........on second thought.......pineapple.

yes it is in fact a rock but it isnt just a rock, its a heart........a heartfelt heart rock. what did i give in trade for such a wonderful rock? my identity......because i trust you. i may be color blind but that doesn't mean that i cant smell your mockery.

i doubt you really care about what is being said at this very moment cause it has nothing to do with anything you support..........cause it doesnt. im just expelling brain waste.

i saw a plane in the sky today and wondered who was flying it, where they were born, what their political view were.........and if they were gonna survive the landing. about 29 seconds later the plane was gone and i went back to my life.

speaking of the male society...........there are some who believe that they are members......or they belong in the brother hood.....you dont really fit in that well....sorry. its a good thing though cause no one really likes being here.

the device is now deciding that i should talk to all these people. so i did. and now the units are unimpressed with the conduct of their product. as if it knows what it is doing. where would that get anyone in this world?!

<enter> fish <delete?> the process would be painful but it must be done <skip>
_______________ sir i must ask you to put that down and step away...its nothing personal <swipe>
_____<crack$> why werent you at your— post? this riff means_______________ nothing to you
<@6:99>____________the life span of the new species is undetermined but we know that<break> ______________________________<syringe>___________________tool shed behing the black box
_____ where the man was buried with his<space#> the bowl is now empty and the inhabitants are vacated.


1001 101 0011 1001 1 01 010010 101010 101001010 101001 1 010 101 01001 1010 10 11 001001 01

is this what we have come to? i doubt it would approve.

how hard is it to prove your legality? if your not supposed to be here go home and fix your own domestic problems.

the blue eyes will fill my empty dreams with meaning and happiness. had i not seen them i would be the same. but i am now. mantra.

i must ask you.....are you satisfied? am i doing enough? what more can i do to make this the best it can Be?


designs

insomnia in a bread basket VII.................dimension

the beans that i just consumed were forbidden.......therefor it was quite enjoyable. 

where did the letter L come from? its a rather strange letter if you think about it........'L'
which brings us to the new area of the past occurrence that no one really remembers. if you look at the last page of the history book you will find that it was censored out. 

watch the weather change.......while we divide it right in two. i never said i didnt like egg plant.......i just dont find it savory. these digital illustrations are pure eye candy but the device is now full and wont receive anymore.........it saddens me much.

if there was to be a cross between a mythical race........and a predominately controversial race. you would get a very interesting outcome.......such as you would if combining toast and wet sand from alaska. Frodo would be impressed .

you may think that i dont qualify for this position but i do in fact know quite a bit about this field of work. Viginti tres'

where are the shirtless ones!??!

it has come to my attention that what we thought was an extra organ probably was just a protective device....and/or time.

and then a stealth banana split the sky and all the clouds formed a "Q" shape around its face.......or at least it looks like a face......


thank you for the new point of view....i now see this from a new perspective...i thought it made sense until now. i realize just how stupid i was being until you corrected me.

Dear liberty,
can i swim in your lake?


cast

Insomnia in a bread basket VI......................ulcer

hello Vietnam, the morning smiles happily upon you.

lemme give you some advice......
if you ever find yourself lost on a long dusty road some where near the only cactus on the right, turn north and drive strait no matter what is in your way, dont worry you'll make it. if you start to feel lost and lonely and scared, just remember that there is no longer radiation in the underground river you are driving over.

you will eventually end up 5 feet to the left of a yak carcass. the fly with the bright maroon stripe on its back will fly off in the direction you must now go.......walk in the opposite direction. you will come upon a 24 foot long arrow, this arrow has absolutely no significance but you must not touch it......dont ask why just dont touch it!

keep walking until you find a rock shaped like a cow. pick this rock up, spin 14 times to the left and 2 times to the right, and with your eyes closed throw it over your head to the left with your right arm. this rock will land on top of a bronze coin. dig through the sand and find the shovel. use this shovel to dig 32 feet down where you will find a tunnel. this tunnel will most likely be full of howler monkeys so bring ear plugs. walk until the end of the tunnel is visible, now look up and you will see a hole in the roof of the tunnel. climb up this hole and you will come out in the town you were born in.

they thought that you were crazy....you did things like the ones before you. now they all see the reason behind your ways.....but they have no reason to apply it to their yawn. if last years model was good wait until you break this years!

where in the world is Carmen San Diego?

if i was you i wouldn't tap the glass. the monkeys are trying to divide the garden even thought there is plenty of room.

that is not the kinda suspicion i wanted to hear, cause now that idea is gonna infest my brain like a bad action movie until it melts my though processor.

you are going to eat a meal prepared by the dysfunctional society of your imagination. they will grab hold of your disillusionment of reality and send it far far away. when you reach the edge look over the side for me and tell me what it looks like beyond the universe.

infraction

insomnia in a bread basket V...............mozeltov

blank pieces of paper are often the best ones to read.

monkey wrench

insomnia in a bread basket IV...............canada

hey sorry to bother you but there is a fly on that shoe......and a heroin cat. would you mind punching me in the mouth? and then kissing it better? im allergic to grass but if you try to feed it too me ill try not to die. fly is still there. if you will notice....there is a square on this car. im sorry if that offends you but i feel obligated to point it out....would you like my green card? ill take all the red ones you dont want......what ever helps you win. 

Steve isn't really my name and neither is princess but you can call me either. the card says im irresistible....but yours are better. if you would be so kind as to turn that alarm off that would be great...now my neck hurts but it is a beautiful pain that i can live with. i dont know how you feel about all of this but i must say......soy sauce is the winner. while Bach twists the air around us. i wish you knew how i felt about you.

i am a vampire.
i am a leprechaun.
yes i bite but it wont hurt i promise.

coke

Insomnia in a bread basket III.................green

where is the edge of the world? or the universe?!?!? does the universe have an edge? i have heard that it doesnt.....but i have recently decided that it does..........cause i say so! if i shot an egg out of the earths orbit how long would it take to hit the moon......or mars? im sick of talking about space.!!!

around the rock there is most likely a shoe. inside that shoe there is a small world, with small people. these people are basicly human except they all have perfectly beautiful bodies and they use 378% of their version of what we call brain. they have all figured out how to bake bricks with ice spheres. if you spent more than 13 minutes with them, your subconscious would become dormant and you would slowly become a vegetable. these beings are not to be feared but instead you should slap them once you see them cause they are the cause of all that is inconvenient on the earth!!!!

i was told what the mountain is made of......i cant write what i heard because the words do not have an english translation but i can say that the caves are more important than you thought 

insomnia in a bread basket II...........mountain

Once upon a long time ago, the sky was blue.
you think that you have all the answers
your brain may work, but thats not up to you!
if we all just sat down and looked at the options
we might find that the rats have eaten them.

If I was to have the privilege of writing the greatest song in the world it would probably never be heard. Not because no one would be able to hear it, but because no one would want to hear it. this is because if some one wrote a song that was superior to all its siblings it would cause people to think about where they were when the world started spinning the the opposite direction. no one would think about where we are in the universe they would all just cry in disbelief. if we could all live for even a moment in our worst dream we would find more about what we love the most than we could in forty years on the ocean. 

some ask why the universe seems to carelessly exist with no thought of reward. others ask why the world must be so corrupted. the answer is found in our past. a past of murderous lies and deceit within all our DNA. while some deny it others mourn over it. the best comes from the worst.

now back to the subject of why we live the way we do. If we were to all to suddenly trade places with our human counter parts on the other side of the world, we would be very supprised to find that there is no real reason to question our exile on this planet. instead we should all question the motive of society. do we really know what we are doing to our selves? do we care?

life is short so why waste it on people who will hurt us? because we think we love them? cause we think they might change? i think it is because deep down we are all masachists, getting a sick satisfaction in the pain we feel when our heart is broken.

the color you are thinking of doesnt exist. its a figment of your imagination. the better your imagination, the wider your color spectrum. those who supposedly are "color deficient" are just the opposite. they see color in an entirely different way! they dont only see color, they experience it! and they dont realize that this is why they dont see what their friends see.

what if the concept we know as numbers turned out to be nothing? what if it was replaced suddenly by a whole new concept? is that something the human mind can even comprehend? 

yesterday is what made you what you are today, and today will make you what you will be tomorrow. dont think about it too much or you will spend your life being worried which will then consume you until it has devoured your entire being.

rejoice every morning for yet another chance to make your dent in society. if it weren't for these dents society would be dead. there would be nothing unique to be noticed by others watching from the third point of view. we would not recognize the concept of society and therefor would end up folding in on ourselves.

if you have read this whole piece then you will have caught the inside meaning in all of this. which is, a lack of sleep can be a trip. and for those wondering, no i dont understand half of the stuff i just wrote.....

long live existence

gold

insomia in a bread basket.....1:01 AM

you know it never until now struck me as odd that i have never been to alaska at 1:57 in the morning. and that if i was currently living in a sea crustacean my name probably wouldn't have anything to do with toasted bagels. but what reaaally makes me chortle is the fact that the last tsunami I was in was under a brick and the fleas were startled to the point of transmitting Beatles songs out of their feet at frequencies strong enough to reach other planets. but then again......there is most likely a rock shaped like an oyster in wisconsin, so who am i to blame science for all the worlds 2's?!

mountain

jack rabbit genocide.

The life expectancy of an average animal in Wamsutter is very short. there are dead animals all over the road all the time. There was a dead moose on the road, it was a mom most likely, sucks for the baby moose that is now probably on some cliff edge just wanting someone to say "dont jump" but since moose cant talk, he just jumps. just another day in the life of a Wyoming animal.

I picked up a hitch hiker a few days ago and he informed me of what he heard was going to happen on 2012. he said that the earths polarity is going to flip and there is going to be a huge solar wind that will torch the earth. I cant wait!

when the earths polarity flips...trains

I have always thought it would be a grand experience to be a "long haul" truck driver. I like driving, especially through places i have never seen, it makes me feel legit! I think it would be awesome to be a truck driver until I have been through every continental state, and then I will become a logger.

Trains have a surprisingly soothing presence, I dont know why, maybe im just crazy. I live right next to some train tracks and I hear trains about every half an hour. I love to hear the trains, and im close enough that i can actually feel them shaking the trailer. have I said trains enough yet? trains

A really cool super power to have would be the power to climb air! walk up it like it was a stair case! all you would do is imagine a stair case or slope, what ever it is you want to be walking on, and BAM your walking on air as it that stair case or slope is actually there!!!! you could also imagine a trampoline and jump on air! imagine a car and drive on air! the possibilities are endless!!

chivalry isn't dead!!!

Listen to redjrls Playlist

Listen to redjrls Playlist

wombat catchers are true bravery

I once read a book when I was little about green glass. I dont know what it was about the glass that intrigued me so much.....but it did. I have ever since had a special place in my heart for green glass.

where is John Wayne when you need him? this kid is not me.

when in doubt, stop and turn left.

sometimes I miss Salt Lake City's light pollution...........and then I wake up and realize that I love living here instead!! tomorrow Ill get a real meal

I really wish I could help you and make it all go away......but I cant so you have to push on, with vigor and vim*.

*i dont know what vim is.

mushroom.