The Nonsensical Journal

Intricate… nothing, I just really like that word; it always sounds so… intricate…

Please form an orderly line to hell, and do not feed the demons.

A few nights ago I fell asleep watching a documentary about how the apocalypse is going to hit on 2012. It’s not the most ideal graphic bedtime story, but hey the night before it was about the seven gates of hell that are believed to be on Earth… I can’t watch romantic comedies, they give me nightmares…

The idea of hell being on Earth kind of irritated me a bit, it seemed rather lazy. All these years when people (mostly me) complained about how hellish life is, turns out that they (me again) were right. I’d hate to be right about something so mysterious from my first guess disguised as a complaint.

And considering that believing in hell consequently needs the belief in a soul, because let’s face it without a soul the concept of heaven and hell is quite redundant. So if hell is here on Earth then your soul, which is you in another form, isn’t really traveling far, now is it? No universe to traverse, planetary excursions, or even passing by a shooting star or it passing you… I’m not sure of the physics.

Physics… I came across a question a long time ago, and it keeps ringing in my head from time to time, no not ringing there are no bells in my mind, but more like echoing, it keeps echoing… which might indicate I have an empty mind… maybe I do… I do… I do…

The thought was: if you are traveling on a train doing 120, or whatever speed it is trains travel at, are you also traveling at 120, or are you sitting still? I don’t know… but I think I am sitting still while doing 120, kind of like teleporting… really fast instantaneous teleportation, which I know is impossible because you cannot exhaust that much mutant power without depleting your mana (that’s the blue bar in video games)

Point is, physics is confusing and geography is annoying.

I recently purchased a book titled 50 major philosophy theories you should know, or big ideas or some shit… after reading it, I found out I already knew them. I am not sure how I can go about convincing the bookstore that I need a refund because this book is informing me of information I am already informed of… lesson: don’t forget to skim through a book before purchasing it.

Skimmed milk… the word skim makes me think of skimmed milk… I don’t like milk.

Hell shouldn’t be on earth, if you go through the trouble to be a sinner then you really do deserve a voyage through the cosmos to spend eternity in flames. Heaven shouldn’t be here either, with global warming and all that muck, it wouldn’t feel very heavenly if you had an air-conditioning installed in your never ending pearl castle… plus can you imagine a harem full of cold women, I don’t want to spend eternity listening to “turn down the a/c”.

Read this again, let it sink in and recline and know that I gave you nothing to think about… Food for negligence is a service I strive to provide