Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Bottle up and explode: by Elliot Smith
bottle up and explode
over and over,
keep the troublemaker below
put it away,
and check out for the day
and in for a round of overexposure
the thing mother nature provides
to get up and go

bottle up and explode
seeing the stars
surrounding you, red white and blue

you look at him like you've never known him
but I know for a fact that you have
the last time you cried
who'd you think was inside
thinking that you were about to come over
but I'm tired now of waiting for you
you never show

bottle up and go
if you're gonna hide
it's up to you
I'm coming through

bottle up and go
I can make it outside
I'll get though becoming you
becoming you

becoming you



this is one of my favorete song's and i sing it really well. sorry, but i've really gotten in to the song, and so i'd thought i'd put this on my site as a tribut to Elliot Smith. rest in peace Elliot.


see ya'll tomorow. i've gotta finish of washing up, and then i'm off to bed

thanks to those who payed their respects to Blue Hawk's Grandfather. thanks to those who were concerened about me and my unfortunate incident, and thanks to everyone who just visits my site.

sleep well guys ^_^

Hippy-samurai Weaver, with a sword in one hand, and a joint in the other...
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by the way...
if anyone hear is in advertising...



kill you self.

i'm just trying to plant seeds. who know's, one day they may take root. you do what you can. you try.

kill yourselfs. ^_^






seriously though, if you are, do.

your probably thinking

"oh theres gonna be a joke coming up"

theres no joke coming. suck a tail pipe, hang your self, borow a gun from a yank friend, rid the world of your evil soul.

i know what ll the marketing people are thinking.

"oh. you know what Weaver is doing? hes going for the anti-marketing dollar. thats a good dollar. hes doing a good thing."

oh i am not doing that, you scum bags.

"oh the righous indignation dollar. good move. look at our reserch"

i am NOT DOING THAT, YOU FUCKING EVIL SCUMBAGS! QUIT PUTTING A GODDAMN DOLLAR SIGN ON EVERY FUCKING THING ON THIS PLANET!

"ohhh. the anger dollar. big dollar. huge in times of reception"

*sigh* i'm just caught in a fucking web...










ohhh. traped dollar. huge dollar. BIG dollar. look at our rescerch. we see that many people feel traped, and we use that to take a dollar form them..."

i bet you sleep like fucking babies at night...




oh well, no more ranting...for now...

gotta run, theres a voice a-callin' me

The krazy hippy-samurai.


p.s i'm not taking the piss really, so don't be offended if your one of these guys
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Tuesday, May 25, 2004

   please pay your respects...
to my friend Blue hawk, who has just lost her granfather yesterday. Please send her Grandfather your respects
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   okay. why do we read?
i was sitting in a cafe reading one of my mangas, and then the waitress came up to me and said

"hey. whatcha readin' for?"

not, 'what are you reading?'

but, 'what are you reading...for'







isn't that like the dumbest question ayone has ever asked you?


"well, damn it you got me there! hmmm...why DO i read? well, i guess theres plenty of reasons why i read, but i think the biggest one is...


so that i don't end up becoming a fucking waitress..."

and THEN, this trucker gets out of his chair from behind me, and say,

"well, looks like we got ourselfs a 'reader'"

"what the fucks going on? its not like i turned up at a matalica concert dressed in a boy george outfit, its a BOOK FOR CHRIST SAKE!

oh well, such is the way of my wierd encounters with the wrong human beings.

thank you everyone who posted yesterday. just so you know, none of my bones are broken, but i had to get stiches in my chin after being kicked in the face. other than that, a few cuts and bruses, but nothing that should slow me down.

thanks again guys.

*hugs everyone for being there for me, and being great friends*

See ya ^_^

Weaver
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Sunday, May 23, 2004

   i love you all!!!!!!
Thank you to ALL who have visited my site, firends, strangers, brothers and sisters, vibrations in the mind of the one TRUE god, whose name is LOVE!


because, thanks to you all, i now have had over 200 visits, and i am the 962th popular member on the site. i don't really mind though if i never make it into the 500 most popular. i am happy right where i am. i love you all!!!! gives every one a big hug. i'm now gonna sing you guys one of my faveoret songs

R.E.M: Shinny Happy people

"Shinny happy people, laughing

meet me in the crowd.

people, people

throw your love around.

love me, love me

take it into town.

happy, happy

put it in the ground where the flowers grow

gold and silver shines

Shinny happy people holding hands.
Shinny happy people holding hands.

Shinny happy people laughing.

every one around.

love them, love them.

put it in your hands.

take it, take it

theres no time to cry.

happy, happy

put it in your heart where tomorow shines

gold and silver shines.



Shinny happy people holding hands.
Shinny happy people holding hands.

Shinny happy people laughing

Shinny happy people holding hands.
Shinny happy people holding hands.

Shinny happy people laughing

Shinny happy people holding hands.
Shinny happy people holding hands.

Shinny happy people laughing

Shinny happy people holding hands.
Shinny happy people holding hands.

Shinny happy people laughing














next time, sing along with me, and lets all join hands ^_^

well, i gotta go cook something

see ya, and thanks again *bows*

Weaver


p.s, i've drawn a picture, and its now updated. PLEASE, PLEASE rate it and comment on it, PLEASE, as i think its my best picture so far, and i'm REALLY happy with it
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Saturday, May 22, 2004

   Drugs have done good things for us
If you don't belive they have, then all you goths and punks, take ALL of your c.d's, albums and burn them, because those musicians that made that music, were really fucking high. now i like music that was cool in the 70's and 80's (mabye i could be Flukey's dad...) and bands like the beatles, were so high, they even let ringo sttar sing a few tunes. and that song that goes "we all live in a yellow submarine"...

DO YOU KNOW HOW HIGH THEY WERE WHEN THEY WROTE THAT SONG?

they had to pull ringo of the roof with a rake.

"come on Jhon, get Ringo. hes got a great song about us living in a yellow tamberine, or something..."

and these new kids on the block, the ones that actually speak out against drugs...BOY DO THEY SUCK! ^_^

souless, balless, corprate little bitchess, suckers of satans cock, each and every last one of them.

"hey were pop stars that hate drugs, coz thats what the president wants" yeah, well suck satans cock.

satan: send in Garath Gates.

*Garath Gates walks in*

satan: hello Garath...now, it says on your aplication, that you have no talent, and yet you wish to be a star...i think some thing can be aranged...

*satan pulls his dick out*

Satan: SUCK SATANS COCK

*Garath starts sucking*

Satan: i will lower the standards of the earth. i will put 56 channels of american gladiators on t.v.. i will put all the money in the hands of 14 year old girls. they will think you are deep, edgey, and carasmatic.

*grons*

*gasp*

*gasp*

*gasp*






Send in Justin Timberlake on your way out

*Garath walks out, Justin walks in*

Satan: Hello justin...back again, huh?



The only thing i don't get about rock albums and stuff is playing your albums backwards, looking for satanic massages from satan.

you know, if you play "new kids on the block" albums bacwards...


they sound better. it gives them that edge they're missing.

i know what some of you are tthinking. some of you are probably going.

"oh come on Weaver, don't pick on the new kids, they're so cool and clean-cut, and they're such a good image for children."

fuck that...

wen did mediocrity become a good image for children.

i want my kids to listen to people...




WHO FUCKING ROCK!!!

I DON'T CARE IF THEY DIED IN PUDDLES OF THEIR OWN VOMIT, I WANT MY KIDS TO LISTEN TO PEOPLE WHO SINGS WITH HIS FUCKING HEART!!!!

My future son/daughter: mommy, the man daddy told me to listen to has a blood bubble coming from his nose

Weaver:SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO HIM PLAY!!!

...

"were the new kids. were so cool and..."

SUCK SATANS COCK YOU FUCKERS!

...

"were a clean country."
HO! HO! HO!

"a good clean country"
HO! HO! HO!

FUCK THAT!!!!!!!!I WANT MY ROCK STARS DEAD!!!!!!!!

...

I WANT MY KIDS TO LEARN TO PLAY WITH ONE HAND, PUT A GUN TO THEIR HEAD WITH THE OTHER ONE, AND GO...

"I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE FUCKING SHOW!"

BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YES!!!!!!
YES!!!!!!

*starts juping around madly*

SING WITH YOUR FUCKING HEART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*stops jumping around*








































i'm avalable for children's party's by the way...
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Friday, May 21, 2004

   are we...?
i was walking through town today, carrying a wooden sword, my regular scruffy comfey chlothes, and a headband to keep my hair out of my eyes. i had tied some of my hair up at the back, and i tied up my usual top knot, but i left my fringe to hang in front of my face.

and suddenlly, i noticed...

no other guys in the town were dressed like me.

i pride my self as an independant individual. i like what i like, hate what i hate, i'll give new things a go, and i won't dwell on the past. as i looked around, i soon began to see people as less of an individual, and began to see them as sheep. all of them just copying each other.

was there another individual anywhere else?

if there was, where they thinking the same thing as me?

and at that point, i began to let my mind wonder.

are we really hear?

in the 'flesh and blood' so to speak?

or...

are we all just one consusness experiencing itself subjectively?

is there such a thing as death?

is life just a dream?

are we the imagination of ourself?

is this 'life' just a ride at god's amusment park?

when you choose to go on the ride, you think its real, because its that strong on your mind. it has thrills and chills, it goes up and down, it has very bright colours, its very loud, and its fun...


for a while...

some of us have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question,

'is this real, or is this just a ride?'

and they remember this, and they come back to it and say 'hey. don't be afraid, ever, because...its just a ride...'

and just as i reached my house i thought of how we could make this a better ride. do you want to know?





















well, i'm still gonna tell you, even if you said 'no'. ^_^

we let these little deamons run among us. and these little deamons always kill the people who try to help us.

big mistake.

jfk: murdered

jhon lennon: murdured

martin luther king: murdered

ghandi: murdered

jesus: murdered

raigan:...wounded

bad fucking choice

so hears how we get a better ride

if you open your eyes to the world of hate, you'll see a costant battle of people fighting to become richer and richer, becoming more and more selfish.

however...

if we open our eyes to the world of love, and insted of spending all the money that goes towards neuclear weapons, and thats like millions and millios of £ and $, instead, spend it feading and chlothing the poor people of the world, not one human being excluded, we could as one race explore space, inner and outter, as one race, forever.


sorry about the last little bit there.

i was a little high...^_~'










































i'm hungry...
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   lonely...
well, my course finishes in a week, and i've been running the yeah through my head time and time again...its been fun, but i realise that i still haven't had any of my friends come see me at my house, or me visiting them. its going to be pretty lonely this holiday, so i may go back to my home town for a few moths, and that will mean that i wont be able to go on the otaku for a while. i'm just writing to let you know what may possably happen

well, i've been doing school and college for 15 years now, so i'm gonna plaster on another fake smile and trundle through this shit one more time

Well, see ya later guys

p.s: sorry if i sound like a whining bastard
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Thursday, May 20, 2004

   help
Does anyone know a web site that i can submit my movies on?
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Wednesday, May 19, 2004

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I'M HUNGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!

>.<


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