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the first date I am interviewing with the queen and I hope she finds me attractive. I hope I am witty enough to persuade her to take me home for tea, which will spark a two year relationship that we both know will not last, but it will be worth it. Expensive but worth it. At least that is what I will tell me mum. Royal College of London I can not wait to go. When you graduate I heard you get a masters degree, and get knighted. Oh but not before you pass through the gauntlet, a the test of courage and might. Apparently I am not going for an interview, I am going for and entrance exam. I expect a panel of design equivalent of Simon Cowells to tear apart my work. It is ok. It will be a welcomed change from my asshole roommates. (nothing but love guys). Now it is 23:45 the night before and I am trying to prepare. I am researching the professors and student work. I am looking through their portfolios, reading reviews, listening to critics. It is like I am trying to get the background of some girl from the internet, so that when we finally go on a date I will say the right thing. My mom says I should just be myself. Actually...I think I remember saying something about having to jump through hoops. Nevertheless. Lazlo says that..every man reveals himself, and much of it is art. I hope this proves true tomorrow or.. err ..today. 00:03. The common wealth of a man is based on the strength of his will and his designs on life UK is OK I hope our second date will be as lovely as the first We shall visit the mausoleum at Frogmore food and drink are the answer to everything, steven And soon, mechanically, dispirited after a dreary day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, something isolated, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory - this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with a precious essence; or rather this essence was not in me it was me. I had ceased now to feel mediocre, contingent, mortal. Whence could it have come to me, this all-powerful joy? I sensed that it was connected with the taste of the tea and the cake, but that it infinitely transcended those savours, could, no, indeed, be of the same nature. Whence did it come? What did it mean? How could I seize and apprehend it? And soon, mechanically, dispirited after a dreary day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, something isolated, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory - this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with a precious essence; or rather this essence was not in me it was me. I had ceased now to feel mediocre, contingent, mortal. Whence could it have come to me, this all-powerful joy? I sensed that it was connected with the taste of the tea and the cake, but that it infinitely transcended those savours, could, no, indeed, be of the same nature. Whence did it come? What did it mean? How could I seize and apprehend it?

tea will tell I hope our second date will be as lovely as the first|food and drink are the answer to everything, steven Why do we ask questions when we already know the answers? Why do we discuss what needs no discussion? Why am I seeking advice when all I need to take is my own. My own gut knows all. Instead I drink tea and wait for it to tell. tea did actually tell. It told me that I was a liar. It wasnt the leaves at the bottom- but the mere fact that i injested it. what if that is it! she poisoned that tea--she drugged it--yes yes now I can blame her again

of bulshit i am king Maybe I should go into brand. It is such bulshit. I see my teacher got to endless beautiful diatribes and sermons about people, behaviors, money, wealth. I hear her describe, and qualify her business. I see all those around me try to approach this bussiness like a science. I know my teacher knows the secret as I do. I know what she means when she says -intuition- I know. read-money and the meaning of life- ben said quote- they ate it up- in relation to a talk he must have given haha i wonder if he said in his head --eat shit actually I dont hear any hint of bulshit in daniels voice. I really enjoy it. I wonder if I was wrong. do I want to be a speaker or a maker and is there a difference -yes there is- how do we give intuition and creativity a methodology---this website suckas

God and Sex God is connected with sex-with physical longing-with that intimate connection. Every good and perfect gift comes from above. I am lost in this separation. My life is so partitioned. I am convinced that that is why christ had to come into the flesh. God had to become flesh, to understand the longings of it, to overcome it.

article title And soon, mechanically, dispirited after a dreary day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, something isolated, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory - this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with a precious essence; or rather this essence was not in me it was me. I had ceased now to feel mediocre, contingent, mortal. Whence could it have come to me, this all-powerful joy? I sensed that it was connected with the taste of the tea and the cake, but that it infinitely transcended those savours, could, no, indeed, be of the same nature. Whence did it come? What did it mean? How could I seize and apprehend it?

robot I am not a robot. I must remember this. Any new life philosophy that I come up with myself is based on this idea that I can operate like an automaton- waking up early- executing tasks- making brilliant work. This never takes into account my desperate need for connection with people. Robots do not need this. They are set in motion and only go in to service every 150 years. At least the good ones. Maybe I am a robot that just needs a its diodes checked more often than most. malfunction. Any new life method you choose will only work if you feel ok. Everything goes to the crapper every time you hit a low. Then you revert to your most simplistic desires. -what is going to stop this feeling- you will not turn to drugs -well probably not- but you will do other destructive things.

I feel great Any new life method you choose will only work if you feel ok. Everything goes to the crapper every time you hit a low. Then you revert to your most simplistic desires. -what is going to stop this feeling-i will do anything to feel better- anything-this was a week ago I feel to good to write. I cannot say anything now. I write when I feel like crap. I make when I feel good. I am making all the time. This is good.

facing money I wonder if God logs onto my website. -and the lord will pierce your soul too- every relationship is the same, men-women physical, mental,--it only comes down to close and not close, real or fake love or unlove.

aca performance text Outside of this school setting, being a christian is the most countercultrure thing one can be involved in.

Joseph I wrote a poem on 40 dollar bills and had them in my wallet. When I tried to pay with them my roommate got really offended and said I was being disrespectful trying to pay with them. I gave a diatribe about public and private property and about respect. Then the waiter came back totally offended and said he would call the police. I was humbled. Afterwards I gave him my first yes bill. I did not know the first one would mean yes, I am sorry I am an asshole. hey hows it going? what are u trying to say?

love and what if that is it! she poisoned that tea--she drugged it--yes yes now I can blame her again|ben said quote- they ate it up- in relation to a talk he must have given haha i wonder if he said in his head --eat shit|actually I dont hear any hint of bulshit in daniels voice. I really enjoy it. I wonder if I was wrong.

hjlkhgjl New title...DOing whats right. It is a misconception that doing what is -right- will feel right. Most often doing what is right will feel wrong and completely counter intuitive. The rightest things are the things people arnt doing on a regular basis. they will feel like a new pair of pants--but you can wear them in. And pretty soon you will feel comfortable doing what is right.

my soul My soul is consumed with longing for your laws at all times. psalm 119 20 I want to get to this point

olá eu queria ir ter contigo e voar para sempre, num sítio onde nunca chegarei, mas onde sempre estive desde que nasci hello

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I made this crazy blog I hope our second date will be as lovely as the first what?