Inana

Death Reader, I would like to discuss the things I like in this hell-hole called Earth. Sorry for the disenchanted attitude, but c'mon... It's no surprise that this planet is batshit crazy. But, regardless of the hot mess this planet is, I must admit that it does possess incredible redeeming qualities. You just have to know where to find them, and I have found a few, and thank you Jesus for that! I like a few people on Earth. Yes, only a few. The rest can go awesomely to hell. Those that I like are remarkable, so remarkable in fact that I suspect that they are angels dressed as humans because, surely, humans can't be that great, can they? For all the awful people there are on Earth, these few individuals redeem them all. Due to these wonderful souls, I have not murdered anyone because I now have faith that humans can be more than what they present. Maybe, these a-holes don't know that they can be more than the scum they are. Who knows? I like cats, but I can never...

Greetings sentient humanoid Earthlings, I've got nothing to say, really, but since I'm sleeping every 48hrs these days, I have an extra five to eight hours to blow, hours which I would've used for sleep had I been a normal human. They call it insomnia. I call it my natural drug. It's the only thing I do that spaces me out and puts me in a wired, toasted sort of high space of mind, but I only get high twelve hours from now, so I'm still kosher, but only by the skin of my teeth. *I just spaced out. I got distracted by the television in front of me. I'm looking at this guy's arms on the telly, and although they are muscular, they look a bit deformed. Anyway...* I'm not particularly uncomfortable, or tired. In fact, I'm so alright that my memory is still fine because I just remembered that it is time for Dragonball Z. Goku is fighting this android called Cell, I think, and the sparring is very exciting, what with super human strength, speed and van...

Dear Reader, I just wrote 4500 words or so, of very meaningful stuff, which just got lost! I spoke about and explained how time isn't linear and used computer tabs as an example/analogy. I spoke about how I'm brand loyal (the operative word being LOYAL) and how I like Mercedes Benz because it reminded me of my father. I wrote about so much sheeeet and *POOF* all gone. I wrote about how I like things because I'm drawn to them, not because they are on trend, and I explained exactly why this is, due to the space-time continuum and how the energy of an entity should be what we like about it, not what others like about it. Fuck! I'm not even making sense, am I? Bloody hell. I will try some other time. All the words I wrote WILL be written again. Just not today. My post being lost is: Ignorance 1 - 0 Enlightenment. I lose today, but the war is still not lost. Fuck! I feel sabotaged and it's just my phone that couldn't handle the load of the post. Crap! I even...

Dear Reader, A quiet warrior is still a warrior! Listen to your (inner voice/ higher self/ the Holy Spirit) instincts. They know more than your limited human perspective. Listen to your heart. It knows the direction you should take better than any map, compass or GPS system in the world. Know yourself. When you know yourself, you know everyone else. I don't hate anyone as I have said previously, because I am either very forgiving, or because I am too self-involved to care enough about anyone to go that far. Whatever the cause or motive, the result is that I hate nobody because it is a colossal waste of energy. However, I do have people to which I react very negatively toward, or people who I choose to react aggressively toward, because their energy is not harmonious with mine and because their actions attempt to manipulate me somehow and I can not be manipulated by humans! Then I react aggressively toward said people to make them stop their fool...

I'm typing this blog installment from my phone, and I started doing it at 01:11. I read from some eBook that this means that the Zeta consciousness is with me when I see the number 1 stand out that way. What does that mean? I'd tell you if I could use my laptop. Yes, over a month ago, my charger's cord tore, and I haven't bought one since because I'm cheap and I believe that I should get one for free. I was close to getting one for free but the charger I hustled wasn't powerful enough to handle my laptop. So, I am still deciding if I should buy it myself or steal one. Lol. I'm joking. I don't steal. I am just so cheap that I can't get myself to part with money for something that isn't a necessity like perfume, or cosmetics, or jewelry. But, I think I'll have to just grin and bear it and buy the stupid charger. Crap! Another thing that's going on currently is that South Africa is friggen cold and I can't sleep with anything more th...

Dear Reader, Home I'm at home, as usual. I decided to chill. Well... I guess, I didn't quite "decide", because I didn't have any plan I wanted to execute, but since I am here, it would seem as though everything worked out for the best. I have just looked at my twitter updates, everyone is out (or some are in the same position as I, but they won't tweet so as not to seem like LWPs (Losers Without Plans)) and everyone is having a good time doing something "fun" and I can't for the life of me get myself to have fun the way they do. I'm boring, or something. I would rather be at home having sex, playing my guitar or reading a good book than to be at a party or at the club? Am I weird? I sound like a psycho nymphomaniac, but I am not. I am just sharing my preferences i.e. sex with one person and company of only one person. Not more than that. * Booooooo! Boring! No threesomes! * Today I can't take more than one person's company. ...

Dear Reader, I am a bad mofo! A menacing phantom. Meoow! *paw out* I came to the conclusion that I must have been one mean motherf*#$er to have pulled toward me such grueling life experiences. Karmically, I must have screwed a lot of people over. I must have been Hitler or something, or worse, one of those evil mofos whose names aren’t recorded in history because they were just too hardcore. I can see it now, I die and the Karma Council gathers in the astral world and looks at me with reproof and disappointment and says, “You were not incarnated on Earth to enslave the masses and cause carnage on the natives of the planet! Now look at you! All damaged because your power engulfed you instead of you controlling the power. So, on that note, you have to go back to Earth and undo the damage you did to yourself and to learn compassion.” I respond, “I understand. You are the Karma Council. I can’t argue with you but may I...