fuck you and your cat

what year is it? working and feeling a bit nostalgic.



been craving familiar things...what am i longing for...?
even better...i lost the marker i need and wasted the past 40 minutes trying to find it...
still no luck.
:>(

1996

just two dope boys:

pathfinding adventures
with
eyes sealed after school
cos' ma never even had a clue

7-eleven pitstops
atl in your system

here comes your man

fascinated

its like real life jem dolls in all their turquoise glory.

go, go, go !

fingers of steel

when i was seventeen, i came across a short essay that someone had written and lost. it read....

"And when I help someone
I always help myself by helping"

and went on to form a very persuasive analysis of this quote. i carefully folded the paper and placed it in my forever box when i returned home later that night.

now, some years later, well, a lot of fucking years later, i was reminded of that essay and the quote. i searched for this wonderful, little piece of paper that i intended to keep for the rest of my years...and be reminded of what this person was really trying to say.
what do we do when we help others? we never set out to get a return, or at least, i hope that's not why you are helping people..but in some grand scheme of the universe,when we help others, some how it comes back to help us too. within the act of helping someone else and the gratitude received, you are helped and equally feel good. its like that commercial that spans across a day and watches different people being in situations where they see a person before them helping someone and then in turn they go on to help someone else.

and its taken me many years, but that quote is actually from a goldfinger song...

isn't it crazy how the smallest event in your life can somehow have so much meaning later on...

how do you feel at the end of the day, just like you've walked over your own grave