Hey people. How's it?
Well, tomorrow is a really big day for me. I'll be 21!
But I'm not as thrilled as most people would be or like others expect me to. It isn't even here yet and it's kind of already crumbling.
The plans were like this:
Shannon and I were going to go to the beach and hang out with Darrell and LJ. Later in the evening, we were going to go to the 'Crazy Horse'. Then, with luck, we were going to go on at least a small ghost hunt, time permitting. The next morning, we were going to go get wrestling tickets for the show in Conway on December 3.
Now it appears that much of this may not happen.
We're still going down there and all but its uncertain if we will be going to the 'Crazy Horse'. Darrell hasn't got any money. But locals get in free there so we're hoping he and LJ will be counted as locals as they live in the same county. If they're considered locals then we'll only have to pay one admission (we hope) because we found a printable coupon for one free admitance.
I don't know for sure, but the ghost hunt may be out, too. Darrell's car can't be driven b/c of tax issues or something and LJ's car isn't working. So they're going to have to drive some other car and hopefully, we'll be able to go on with our plans with the ghost hunt and the club, too so hopefully the car issue won't be much of an issue at all.
And Darrell isn't going to be able to get his ticket for the wrestling event. We're still going to get our's though, and hopefully he'll be able to get his the next Friday or he won't be able to go. Shannon assures me that we'll be able to go even if he doesn't so that's cool and a good thing.
Hopefully he can at least get seats near us, though. We hope to get ringside so maybe they won't be out of them before they sell out of them.
While I certainly hope he'll be able to make it to the show and I'll feel like a jerk if I go and he doesn't, I'm still not gonna be able to resist going, lol.
BTW, Jeff Hardy has been added to the list of wrestlers. And Mad Max (you should know him if you're local) is going to be the ring announcer.
So hopefully this birthday won't be a bust. I haven't had a good birthday in a really long time. My 18th was shit. I think I spent the night chatting online. This is my last landmark birthday before 30 so I'm hoping I can spend it having fun with a great friend. If not, its gonna suck 'cause Rian's not going with us and it'll be one of the worst birthdays ever.
Anywho, I'm going to try to post VIA my cell when I'm down there. Shannon and I are going to have about 6 hours or more of 'down time' just sitting around the hotel room so I should have plenty of time to audiopost. I'll get some pictures, too, and try to post them from Darrell's laptop if possible.
Yesterday was funky. I went to my uncle, aunt and cousin's house as always on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I almost didn't make it because of a horrid tummy ache. We got there late and all but it was fine. Thanksgiving is like the preseason of family get-togethers.
It was relatively uneventful, though. Rian played with my cousin's little boy. He tackeled him and the other kid's got two years on Rian. My wee man is a tough monster! Hehe...
Anywho, I gotta go for now. Later, all!
-=The Prynce
"I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and you father smelt of elderberries!"
-Frenchman Taunter
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
-Sylvia Plath
Friday, November 25, 2005
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Quickies #1
I have a new post idea. When I don't have time to post anything worth a damn, I'm gonna just post quick thoughts in a numbered format.
1. I'm starting to think that I'd rather not deal with people at all. Sexy people would, of course, be excluded from this. Super-sexy people that don't suck. I mean... They can suck (and that's a preference, though not a requirement), but their personality can't.
2. I'm also started to hate the weather here in SC. Within one week, we went from a high in the 80s to a low in the mid-low 20s. This place is not a sub-tropic paradise, you asses. Its a miserably hot place in the summer and sometimes bitterly cold place in the Fall/Winter. And yes... It does snow in SC.
3. I can do a full body workout at the gym but I don't feel nearly as great the next day as I would if I would have just lifted a little weights, done some sit-ups, and went biking for a little while.
4. I LOVE the pain on the day after such a workout. It hurts so good...
5. I have a pair of two-way radios that Shannon just got for me that require an FCC license to operate. Its silly and I'm poor so I don't see it happening. They have about a 3 mile max range so... What do you think... Prynceton Pirate Radio?
6. If I could strike people that annoy me or otherwise make me angry in any way with any sort of illness, I would choose Irritable Bowl Syndrome.
7. This time next week, I will FINALLY not have to depend on other people to satisfy my beer fits. (Often I'll be sitting around and I'll just crave beer [never domestic]... For those of you who didn't understand what I meant.)
8. I'm exceptionally lazy.
That's all for tonight, folks. Comment if you'd like and also on other posts, even from years ago. I need things to read!
Seriously, though... Even if you hate me, post a comment and say so. If you have never been here before and never intend to return, comment.
I don't wanna have to afflict you with IBS...
-=The Prynce
1. I'm starting to think that I'd rather not deal with people at all. Sexy people would, of course, be excluded from this. Super-sexy people that don't suck. I mean... They can suck (and that's a preference, though not a requirement), but their personality can't.
2. I'm also started to hate the weather here in SC. Within one week, we went from a high in the 80s to a low in the mid-low 20s. This place is not a sub-tropic paradise, you asses. Its a miserably hot place in the summer and sometimes bitterly cold place in the Fall/Winter. And yes... It does snow in SC.
3. I can do a full body workout at the gym but I don't feel nearly as great the next day as I would if I would have just lifted a little weights, done some sit-ups, and went biking for a little while.
4. I LOVE the pain on the day after such a workout. It hurts so good...
5. I have a pair of two-way radios that Shannon just got for me that require an FCC license to operate. Its silly and I'm poor so I don't see it happening. They have about a 3 mile max range so... What do you think... Prynceton Pirate Radio?
6. If I could strike people that annoy me or otherwise make me angry in any way with any sort of illness, I would choose Irritable Bowl Syndrome.
7. This time next week, I will FINALLY not have to depend on other people to satisfy my beer fits. (Often I'll be sitting around and I'll just crave beer [never domestic]... For those of you who didn't understand what I meant.)
8. I'm exceptionally lazy.
That's all for tonight, folks. Comment if you'd like and also on other posts, even from years ago. I need things to read!
Seriously, though... Even if you hate me, post a comment and say so. If you have never been here before and never intend to return, comment.
I don't wanna have to afflict you with IBS...
-=The Prynce
Thursday, November 17, 2005
"I've Seen It. It's Rubbish."
I haven't posted in a while but I thought I would post now for a few reasons.
First off, birthdays.
First was my son's birthday on November 4. He had a nice little party the following day. So... Happy birthday, Rian!
On the very next day was the birthday of one of my absolute favorite bloggers, Carrie. I'm not sure how old she is now, but Happy birthday anyway, Carrie! Her blog is at http://blogofcarrie.blogspot.com/.
Also, Happy birthday to Shannon who's birthday was Oct. 20.
Lastly was my ex girlfriend, Christy. Her birthday was on Nov. 13 and though I know wishing her a happy birthday may lead to a pissing match with myself and Shannon, Happy birthday anyway, Christy! (Whom I'm doubtful has ever even seen this blog of mine. And I haven't even spoken to her in nearly a year. But nonetheless...)
Next, Eddie Guerrero.
He was a WWE wrestler who was found dead on this past Saturday night. He was only 38 but preliminary autopsy reports show he died of heart failure.
In my eyes, he was at the top of his game recently and he was returning to main-event status but tragedy is cold and doesn't mind hitting at unfortunate times.
He was never one of my favorites, but he was one of the best at what he did.
I was on the radio again yesterday. The DJ said he didn't see why Paul McCartney wrote 'Hey Jude' for Julian Lennon and I called and told him that I've heard and read that it is about his father John Lennon's divorce from his mother, Cynthia and/or his father marrying Yoko Ono and it was Paul's way of telling Julian like "Don't let this whole mess and Yoko get you down".
Anywho, he played what I said on the air and afterwards complimented me by saying something like "Wow. This guy's really on top of this stuff."
In short, I have about another minute to be removed from my 15 minutes of fame.
I'm running low on time now so I think I'm only going to be able to tell you all that I should be attending yet another wrestling show in Conway, SC on Dec. 3 of this year. It's gonna be a bitchin' show... Terry Funk, Dusty Rhodes, New Age Outlaws, Psycho Sid Vicious, Abyss, and more are gonna be there. For more information go to http://www.southernchampionshipwrestling.com/.
That's all for now, folks. I'll try not to let the space be so large between posts anymore.
Keep 'em open...
-=The Prynce
First off, birthdays.
First was my son's birthday on November 4. He had a nice little party the following day. So... Happy birthday, Rian!
On the very next day was the birthday of one of my absolute favorite bloggers, Carrie. I'm not sure how old she is now, but Happy birthday anyway, Carrie! Her blog is at http://blogofcarrie.blogspot.com/.
Also, Happy birthday to Shannon who's birthday was Oct. 20.
Lastly was my ex girlfriend, Christy. Her birthday was on Nov. 13 and though I know wishing her a happy birthday may lead to a pissing match with myself and Shannon, Happy birthday anyway, Christy! (Whom I'm doubtful has ever even seen this blog of mine. And I haven't even spoken to her in nearly a year. But nonetheless...)
Next, Eddie Guerrero.
He was a WWE wrestler who was found dead on this past Saturday night. He was only 38 but preliminary autopsy reports show he died of heart failure.
In my eyes, he was at the top of his game recently and he was returning to main-event status but tragedy is cold and doesn't mind hitting at unfortunate times.
He was never one of my favorites, but he was one of the best at what he did.
I was on the radio again yesterday. The DJ said he didn't see why Paul McCartney wrote 'Hey Jude' for Julian Lennon and I called and told him that I've heard and read that it is about his father John Lennon's divorce from his mother, Cynthia and/or his father marrying Yoko Ono and it was Paul's way of telling Julian like "Don't let this whole mess and Yoko get you down".
Anywho, he played what I said on the air and afterwards complimented me by saying something like "Wow. This guy's really on top of this stuff."
In short, I have about another minute to be removed from my 15 minutes of fame.
I'm running low on time now so I think I'm only going to be able to tell you all that I should be attending yet another wrestling show in Conway, SC on Dec. 3 of this year. It's gonna be a bitchin' show... Terry Funk, Dusty Rhodes, New Age Outlaws, Psycho Sid Vicious, Abyss, and more are gonna be there. For more information go to http://www.southernchampionshipwrestling.com/.
That's all for now, folks. I'll try not to let the space be so large between posts anymore.
Keep 'em open...
-=The Prynce
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Go Fuck Your Pop Tarts!
No posts lately and for that, I'm nearly sorry. But it isn't my fault entirely.
Guess what, bitches? I was on the front page of a regional newspaper today! Well, something I wrote and a link to one of my websites was.
These people did a ghost hunt and brought along the newspaper crew and the newspaper found my site and copied some of what I wrote and put it in their article along with the URL to the site.
Now, they may or may not have violated my copyright but... I don't fuckin' care.
Free hits and publicity, bitches.
Seriously... My hits on http://ghosthunters.djara.com/ have like... gone up 600% and people are actually reading my stuff. I'm even getting emails from people... Wow.
Anywho, you can read the article by clicking here. And you can get the history of the place by clicking here.
In other news, a 'friend' of mine is apparently in jail for molesting his 12 year old cousin. He'll probably get what he deserves in jail, though. I mean, he's gay so I'm sure the ass-sex won't bug him but he's really feminine so they're gonna probably wear him out.
He's kind of a pretentious dick, though, so let 'em harm him. He's cool at times but dude's like 25 and he sodomized a 12 year old... and it was a family member!
Maybe now I can go to clubs with another gay friend of mine who the other guy was always jealous of.
Just so you guys know, I'm not gay and I'm not bisexual. But gay clubs are fun. Gay people themselves are fun. They're just cool people. I mean, some are assholes as is the case with any sort of person but... yeah.
George W. Bush blows. The extreme left made him all but change his mind for his supreme court nomination and he's gonna blame it on people who just wanted to know more about what kind of person she was. The cunt.
Rosa Parks died. That kind of sucks. She was on my list of people I wanted to meet before one of us died. What a hero, though. The woman was like 94 and still going relatively strong. And she was an amazing soul from what I could tell.
I wanna go ghost hunting. Its been a REALLY long time for me. And with all of the renewed interest in the paranormal locally and in my site, it makes it even worse.
That's about it for now, though. I'm seriously gonna try to post about Ophielia, Chairmen of the Board and my most recent beach trip ASAP but as for now, Shannon's huffing and puffing behind me now to try to annoy me into getting offline so I'm gonna give her her way.
Now that I've said something to assure she has something to bitch at me about (she would have found something anyway and I'm sure this part itself will get more bitching), I think I'm gonna go.
Oh yeah, one more thing. Am I stupid or is that lass from the OverStock.com commercials like the hottest thing in creation? I want her. And the one that's in the black bikini in that diet pill commercial. And the one in the Fahrenheit diet pill commercial.
I was gonna post my portable MP3 player's play list but I gotta jet so... Maybe later.
That's all though. Seriously.
-=The Prynce
Guess what, bitches? I was on the front page of a regional newspaper today! Well, something I wrote and a link to one of my websites was.
These people did a ghost hunt and brought along the newspaper crew and the newspaper found my site and copied some of what I wrote and put it in their article along with the URL to the site.
Now, they may or may not have violated my copyright but... I don't fuckin' care.
Free hits and publicity, bitches.
Seriously... My hits on http://ghosthunters.djara.com/ have like... gone up 600% and people are actually reading my stuff. I'm even getting emails from people... Wow.
Anywho, you can read the article by clicking here. And you can get the history of the place by clicking here.
In other news, a 'friend' of mine is apparently in jail for molesting his 12 year old cousin. He'll probably get what he deserves in jail, though. I mean, he's gay so I'm sure the ass-sex won't bug him but he's really feminine so they're gonna probably wear him out.
He's kind of a pretentious dick, though, so let 'em harm him. He's cool at times but dude's like 25 and he sodomized a 12 year old... and it was a family member!
Maybe now I can go to clubs with another gay friend of mine who the other guy was always jealous of.
Just so you guys know, I'm not gay and I'm not bisexual. But gay clubs are fun. Gay people themselves are fun. They're just cool people. I mean, some are assholes as is the case with any sort of person but... yeah.
George W. Bush blows. The extreme left made him all but change his mind for his supreme court nomination and he's gonna blame it on people who just wanted to know more about what kind of person she was. The cunt.
Rosa Parks died. That kind of sucks. She was on my list of people I wanted to meet before one of us died. What a hero, though. The woman was like 94 and still going relatively strong. And she was an amazing soul from what I could tell.
I wanna go ghost hunting. Its been a REALLY long time for me. And with all of the renewed interest in the paranormal locally and in my site, it makes it even worse.
That's about it for now, though. I'm seriously gonna try to post about Ophielia, Chairmen of the Board and my most recent beach trip ASAP but as for now, Shannon's huffing and puffing behind me now to try to annoy me into getting offline so I'm gonna give her her way.
Now that I've said something to assure she has something to bitch at me about (she would have found something anyway and I'm sure this part itself will get more bitching), I think I'm gonna go.
Oh yeah, one more thing. Am I stupid or is that lass from the OverStock.com commercials like the hottest thing in creation? I want her. And the one that's in the black bikini in that diet pill commercial. And the one in the Fahrenheit diet pill commercial.
I was gonna post my portable MP3 player's play list but I gotta jet so... Maybe later.
That's all though. Seriously.
-=The Prynce
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Joo Ain My Momma
So, dig. I haven't had a chance to post about the concert or the hurricane yet but I plan to try to do one or the other tomorrow.
But for tonight I have a request...
Do you have any questions about the paranormal, mysteries or the unknown?
Ghosts, hauntings, UFO's, miracles, magick, bigfoot, lake monsters, Nikola Tesla, conspiracies, cryptozoology, OuiJa, psychics, mystics, oracles, divination, etc?
If so, leave a comment asking your question.
I'm fielding questions for a podcast I am planning on starting in the next few weeks and on that podcast, I want to have some questions to answer 'on air'.
No question is silly or stupid. If you've ever wondered something about the unknown that you've never been able to grasp or find out, ask me!
Even if you personally don't have a question that you don't know, you may post a suggestion for something to be discussed on the podcast.
But everyone who reads this, please post a comment with some sort of question or suggestion. Come up with a question for me as a simple favor if you must, just please help me out.
Also, please vote for me on the Top 100 Bloggers topsites list. There are two links to that site on this page. One is at the top near the title banner and the other is on the right under 'links'. Help a brotha out.
Stay tuned!
-=The Prynce
But for tonight I have a request...
Do you have any questions about the paranormal, mysteries or the unknown?
Ghosts, hauntings, UFO's, miracles, magick, bigfoot, lake monsters, Nikola Tesla, conspiracies, cryptozoology, OuiJa, psychics, mystics, oracles, divination, etc?
If so, leave a comment asking your question.
I'm fielding questions for a podcast I am planning on starting in the next few weeks and on that podcast, I want to have some questions to answer 'on air'.
No question is silly or stupid. If you've ever wondered something about the unknown that you've never been able to grasp or find out, ask me!
Even if you personally don't have a question that you don't know, you may post a suggestion for something to be discussed on the podcast.
But everyone who reads this, please post a comment with some sort of question or suggestion. Come up with a question for me as a simple favor if you must, just please help me out.
Also, please vote for me on the Top 100 Bloggers topsites list. There are two links to that site on this page. One is at the top near the title banner and the other is on the right under 'links'. Help a brotha out.
Stay tuned!
-=The Prynce
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Give Me Just A Little More Time!
Hello, people!
I haven't got a lot of time to post right now because I have to hurry and get ready. Tonight, I'm going to go see Chairmen of the Board.
For those of you who don't know who they are, they're one of the greatest groups still around today. They're a beach music / oldies band and they're great!
They've even done songs with punk legend Joey Ramone before his death!
I spoke to a local DJ today and he said they were one of the greatest live bands he's ever seen so I'm pretty thrilled. He also told me to call back tomorrow afternoon and let him know how it was so... Yeah. I have a pathetic life so I like to think of it as me being interviewed, lol.
I hope to have some pictures and a review on my next post (perhaps some audio clips, too).
If you've never heard of them before, though, go download "Give Me Just A Little More Time". It's pretty short so it'll be a small file.
I'm off to go get ready now, though.
-=The Prynce
I haven't got a lot of time to post right now because I have to hurry and get ready. Tonight, I'm going to go see Chairmen of the Board.
For those of you who don't know who they are, they're one of the greatest groups still around today. They're a beach music / oldies band and they're great!
They've even done songs with punk legend Joey Ramone before his death!
I spoke to a local DJ today and he said they were one of the greatest live bands he's ever seen so I'm pretty thrilled. He also told me to call back tomorrow afternoon and let him know how it was so... Yeah. I have a pathetic life so I like to think of it as me being interviewed, lol.
I hope to have some pictures and a review on my next post (perhaps some audio clips, too).
If you've never heard of them before, though, go download "Give Me Just A Little More Time". It's pretty short so it'll be a small file.
I'm off to go get ready now, though.
-=The Prynce
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
"When I Saw The Shop For All The Skater Cunts, It Was Time To Leave"
As the title of this post dictates, I've got to get out of my town. We now have a shop for skaters and I'm about to find bitches and just start punching them.
I can tolerate everyone in my town from the rednecks to the thugs to the hillbillies, the wiggas, the pig fuckers, the Bible thumpers, the neo-Nazis, the Klansmen to the fuckin' coke fiends.
What I cannot tolerate is skater cunts. Back in high school, I dated a few girls who had a few friends who were skater cunts and they were always around me and talking to me and shit and I'll always just be screaming inside my own head "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
Most of them became skater cunts or girlfriends of skater cunts and a few of my guy friends became skater cunts (luckily none of my close friends). This isn't why I dislike the skater cunts, though.
I dislike skater cunts for who they are as individuals. They go around listening to their pop punk all day and claiming to be super Punk but you could be like "So think Sid killed that bitch?" and they'd be like "Who's Sid?"
Now if you don't know what I'm talking about, that's fine. As long as you don't claim to know shit about being punk or even listening to punk then you have no need to know what I'm talking about.
But they sit around listening to fucking Sum 41 and fucking Blink-182 (which isn't a totally horrible band, but they're nowhere near punk) and shit like that and then they just watch 'Viva La Bam' and jerk off. Then they all try to deny that their parents are richer than all hell and that they get anything they want if they whine like toddlers to them, only to try to act like they're 'cool' when their friends get around knowing that they're almost adults, but still up their mommy's ass.
I don't mind rich people. I have rich friends (a few of them anyways lol) and they're cool as shit.
What I don't like is fake people. Bitches who claim one thing while the other is so clearly reality. In other words, posers. Ya know... The same sort of people they claim to hate.
Just to sum up, I don't like skater cunts and if the slightest opportunity and a just cause came to light, I would beat the shit out of many of them.
Now I'm sure there are a few skaters out there who hang out with people as I described them above and aren't like them in reality. Hell, I can think of at least one right off hand. His name is Phillip and he used to (and probably still does) date a former 'close friend' of mine.
But most of 'em are cunts. And there's only one thing to do with cunts... Fuck 'em.
And with that, I'll leave you with a few meaningful words from a song by Pantera... "Be yourself by yourself. Stay away from me!"
CUNTS!
-=The Prynce
I can tolerate everyone in my town from the rednecks to the thugs to the hillbillies, the wiggas, the pig fuckers, the Bible thumpers, the neo-Nazis, the Klansmen to the fuckin' coke fiends.
What I cannot tolerate is skater cunts. Back in high school, I dated a few girls who had a few friends who were skater cunts and they were always around me and talking to me and shit and I'll always just be screaming inside my own head "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
Most of them became skater cunts or girlfriends of skater cunts and a few of my guy friends became skater cunts (luckily none of my close friends). This isn't why I dislike the skater cunts, though.
I dislike skater cunts for who they are as individuals. They go around listening to their pop punk all day and claiming to be super Punk but you could be like "So think Sid killed that bitch?" and they'd be like "Who's Sid?"
Now if you don't know what I'm talking about, that's fine. As long as you don't claim to know shit about being punk or even listening to punk then you have no need to know what I'm talking about.
But they sit around listening to fucking Sum 41 and fucking Blink-182 (which isn't a totally horrible band, but they're nowhere near punk) and shit like that and then they just watch 'Viva La Bam' and jerk off. Then they all try to deny that their parents are richer than all hell and that they get anything they want if they whine like toddlers to them, only to try to act like they're 'cool' when their friends get around knowing that they're almost adults, but still up their mommy's ass.
I don't mind rich people. I have rich friends (a few of them anyways lol) and they're cool as shit.
What I don't like is fake people. Bitches who claim one thing while the other is so clearly reality. In other words, posers. Ya know... The same sort of people they claim to hate.
Just to sum up, I don't like skater cunts and if the slightest opportunity and a just cause came to light, I would beat the shit out of many of them.
Now I'm sure there are a few skaters out there who hang out with people as I described them above and aren't like them in reality. Hell, I can think of at least one right off hand. His name is Phillip and he used to (and probably still does) date a former 'close friend' of mine.
But most of 'em are cunts. And there's only one thing to do with cunts... Fuck 'em.
And with that, I'll leave you with a few meaningful words from a song by Pantera... "Be yourself by yourself. Stay away from me!"
CUNTS!
-=The Prynce
Sunday, October 09, 2005
The Dream Is Over
Today would be John Lennon's 65th birthday if he were still living.
He was murdered by Mark David Chapman on December 8, 1980. This December will mark 25 years since his murder.
John Lennon meant a hell of a lot more to people than any celebrity has ever meant (Elvis may be the one exception).
But I just wanted to write something to let you all know that today is his birthday. He's one of my biggest heroes and one of the greatest people to ever live.
For a site dedicated to him, click here. Read the quotes. They're probably the best part.
I'll leave you all with the lyrics of some of my favorite songs by him.
-=The Prynce
Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isn't hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possessions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
God
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over,
Yesterday,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.
Working Class Hero
As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
He was murdered by Mark David Chapman on December 8, 1980. This December will mark 25 years since his murder.
John Lennon meant a hell of a lot more to people than any celebrity has ever meant (Elvis may be the one exception).
But I just wanted to write something to let you all know that today is his birthday. He's one of my biggest heroes and one of the greatest people to ever live.
For a site dedicated to him, click here. Read the quotes. They're probably the best part.
I'll leave you all with the lyrics of some of my favorite songs by him.
-=The Prynce
Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isn't hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possessions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
God
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over,
Yesterday,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.
Working Class Hero
As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Please Help!
Missing since August 22, Please repost this message to everyone. Click here for posters you can print on your printer.
I'm counting on every one of my friends to repost this. Please do it. You guys are always reposting stupid things that don't matter. This is so important. Do the right thing. Even if you don't have kids.
BEFORE YOU SKIP THIS, LOOK AT THE KID. DO IT AGAIN. NOW TRY NOT TO REPOST. IT TAKES 10 SECONDS. SOMEONE MISSES HIM & HE PROBABLY WANTS TO BE HOME. DO SOMETHING GOOD.
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And as a separate favor, please go to One.Org and join the non-partisan One Campaign (its free!) to help fight poverty and the war on AIDS.
Please do this in addition to the thing above if for no reason than liking U2 or Pearl Jam (they stand behind this campaign).
-=The Prynce
I'm counting on every one of my friends to repost this. Please do it. You guys are always reposting stupid things that don't matter. This is so important. Do the right thing. Even if you don't have kids.
BEFORE YOU SKIP THIS, LOOK AT THE KID. DO IT AGAIN. NOW TRY NOT TO REPOST. IT TAKES 10 SECONDS. SOMEONE MISSES HIM & HE PROBABLY WANTS TO BE HOME. DO SOMETHING GOOD.
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And as a separate favor, please go to One.Org and join the non-partisan One Campaign (its free!) to help fight poverty and the war on AIDS.
Please do this in addition to the thing above if for no reason than liking U2 or Pearl Jam (they stand behind this campaign).
-=The Prynce
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