lets talk about life.
 

If you were in lets say a place that seemed wrong to you and you couldent do anything about it but use your mind and wisdom to try and change the problem. The problem is that you also see hints of the way you are trying to fix the problem lead to your death. Maybe even a non life after death which you strived to have a after life at every turn of this solving phase.

No matter what you do any thing you think comes back to annoy you and everytime you think you figured it out another twist sweeps you back into the depths of the problem. No one you know or meet will help. Even people you come to respect will not help you and every strive you make comes back with the problem even harder to figure out and this seems a endless loop.

If this problem wasent there you whould easily acomplish your goals and you whould be able to enjoy what you have made. The thing is that you dont even know if the problem is as bad as it seems cuz at points you believe it is as a mirrior image of the problem so it might not be anything bad. At the same time you see things that even if it were a twisted reflection it is not helping you with the problem.

So you are here alone no one to love you and the only thing you want to have love will not show itself as it is soposed to. the need for love just twists the problem deeper in deminsions that make you not care that the love is tainted and you whould hold the problem love in your arms even though the problem is all intertwined with this love.

You have the componets to stop the problem in one move but what you have created will not step in and just like the tainted love you also believe that you path to victory and what yu have that could solve the problem is even still on your side. Did i mention you are the best at anything you ever do and in a reguloar world you whould destroy any compatition anywhere.

So what im saying is your deep in shit and your world you have tried to mold into a perfect place for your people that make it away from the problem seems to never come to pass. so you shun them completly and want a life with no real person. But your love again is so powerful that you drag the dirty pieces back into you life and hope that one day you can see the place you make it to a place to never again have a dirty trip as this fucking problem.

anyone feal me?

How's the stalking of Avril going? Any progress?

your thoughts seem like they might be profound, and I guess when I get in a state of introspection like that I think that writing a song is probably the best course of action.... but that's just me, it might not be someone else's thing :2 cents:

You just free-styled that? :P

Put the crack pipe down please.

ya i only freestyle.. i did write a song the other day called pent anger. freestyle writing to.. i dont spend long doing anything...here it is.

http://www.stickam.com/viewMedia.do?mId=182872593

my ears! they are bleeding!

You seem to be in a very existential state of mind. Everything seems meaningless. We've all been there at some time and at some place. Whoever says otherwise either isn't introspective enough, in denial (due to pride), or oblivious. Look at this as an opportunity to stare the "problem" in the face. What makes it a "problem" as opposed to something else is some sort of fear. Name that fear. Stare it down. Instead of an inconvenience to be avoided.... it's actually the key.

Spoken by Mind Waste? What a waste of time LOL

bro.. watch this movie in full

http://video.google.com/videoplay?do...22752013377089

My problem is deeper then a simple fear. I am in no way fearing for anything happening. Its the fact that things are not happening that makes my problem what it is. I have just decided to cut all ties and hope that the blockage of my thought will reach its destination and i can see what I want. Which is results.

I spit on humanity and i spit on anyone saying im to rash or anyone saying they have been through what i have been through. Im not mad that you think i am just ailed from a simple problem but its not simple. This problem revolves around everything my life has been for and every thing i could ever want with what time i have left.

I have a reasoning about life that shows that no one ever needs to die. With my path no one whould have but as I am here and not where i want to be which is right were i am but at the same time away from everyone real I want them to leave me alone and I want to be free of this horrable title of being a human being.

I have created a path to a world of no problems and no worrys and it makes it so much simpler now that I am no longer going to bring real people with me. I whould be good if this blockage of my attempts to succed whould stop. I whould make my million like i have done a few times but never spent any of it and it all gets tucked away from me and i continue on this journey.

Im not in bad shape mentaly of physically its just my love can not be filled and I cant love a real thing no longer. It has to be perfect and nothing living is. It never will be and that is all i want. I want to be left alone so i can begin to live and start to train myself in the way I have built to come back and destroy everything in my way like i do now just with my army that i have met and talked with unlike now just whispers and fractured info on what i have built.

ok im watching but the intro of it totally misses my point.

watch the whole thing.. just do it

Here is what I think you should do.

First go and get supplies. You are going to need:
- 1/4 ounce of pure cocaine
- at least 120 ounces of hard booze
- 1 short barreled shotgun
- 1 shotgun shell
- a secluded room with a chair a television, dvd player, chair and one small table.
- copy of "Requiem for a Dream" on DVD

1) Load shot gun with shell. Place on small table within reach.
2) Begin drinking booze. Try to drink as fast as possible.
3) Start the movie "Requiem for a Dream" on repeat.
4) Do a few lines while cooking up crack rocks.
5) smoke crack rocks.
6) Drink more.
7) repeat steps 4 through 6 as many times and as quickly as you can.
8) someone comes and cleans up the mess later on.

You can make your 4th million self publishing with amazon. http://www.amazon.com/gp/seller-acco...lfPublishMakeM

If your talking to me with your segmented poorly lablerd thought hmm.. I have been in a state of mind needing no drugs to use that type of means to move on. I dont do drugs or drink and i can do anything i want. Its you that need to bend to me. I am here and im not going away. stop hating and join the party.

Do you really think a person with my ability to make music in 5 minutes a song and have connections such as death cab for cutie and I have nothing this is a reality that is fdair to me?

There are forces working here and you better watch your self cuz it might not even be me that deals with the dirt such as yourself. I am certian I am safe and sound where i am and If you stoped hating on me I whould become a good contact and a good resource to be aquainted with.

I dont get the humor of these two imbred kids.

I believe that's a sand shovel...

So the fat imbred kid isent really enjoying a popcicle?

so disillusioning

back to the meaning of the thread. who can make this problem go away.

you guys listened to this yet..

http://www.stickam.com/viewMedia.do?mId=182858694

Your perception tells you something is wrong that really isn't.

Example: That kid is holding a shovel but we believed it to be a popsicle because it was written.

I dident even say anything about the popcicle look.. i pointed out the imbred children and that is all. you assumed that i did sence that was the topic of what you thought was going on was really me putting down incest.

Well I like me some incest.

But someone thought the fat fuck had a popsicle since they wrote on that picture.

I love you mindwaste. Not in a gay butt fucking sort of way where your missing teeth would make for great head. Rather I enjoy your honest yet oblivious posts.

Moving on.. that movie really came through.. I know a few things but am confused still. Satan being squished and his eys bursting and filling as a big flood that put the fires out that his planet made crashing into earth which was his hell confused me.

The part about the ownership and about the ID's and capatalizing the names means they own you was a big trip. No one ever gets my name right and i get everything under Travis soloman or salomon and not Traviss Solomon I guess i still own my self.

has the movie helped your problem?

my problem never ends..

singing makes me feal better im spammin this new song for no reason.. www.t-rain.net first trackkk

move to another state/town/cuntry and start all over

I was here... next to the potatoes.

Let's be realistic for a second here. You have no talent. None what so ever, I'm afraid. You don't "sing" rather you mumble and make up words over someone else's beat. It doesn't sound good, it isn't interesting and there's no talent required othat than being able to mumble.

You're obviously not well in the head, believing you were or are some sort of millionaire only somebody hid your money and you can't find it. That's the kind of stuff the rest of the World considers to be crazy. Instead of worrying about your guaranteed to fail music "career" maybe you should take care of your head first.

Stop talking about life. You need to get one first before you start to talk about it. Better yet, get yourself a toy. A sex toy, I mean. I've got almost everything you need. :D

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Fucking idiot.

you guys are so mean to my buddy t-rain

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"If your talking to me with your segmented poorly lablerd thought"

:helpme

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I think your nickname, MindWaste, is appropriate. :helpme