I believe I have mentioned before that I work at a copy center. If not, I work in a god-forsaken copy center. I do not know what it is about the copy center, but it is like a magnet for disabled people. By disabled I mean people who seem to have no abilities. The concepts of thinking things through, simple math, reading, typing, and communicating are just too advanced for these people. Not to say there aren’t gems out there. Thank goodness there are people who can handle those tasks. But nevertheless, I seem to be constantly dealing with human beings that do not seem to possess any common sense whatsoever. READ MORE »
Posts in category Anger
I Don’t Belong Here: Phoning It In (The Best Of New Sun Rising)
Yeah, so, I’m phoning it in this week. What can I say? The life of a social revolutionary and mental explorer doesn’t always leave time for new content. Personal issues. So here’s some things I already wrote, over at the blog no one reads, and, by virtue of being from the blog that no one reads, may as well be new. So, together again for the first time, the wit and wisdom of Noel R. Rogers, padded out with accompanying surreal original art: READ MORE »
I Don’t Belong Here: Wake Me Up When It’s The Future
I give up guys, I’m gonna go just do my thing, you guys have fun with your presidents and shit, and we’ll try to stay out of each other’s ways. ‘Kay? Wake me up when we’re in the future. Know why? Because I want to see space, that’s why. It’s totally within our grasp and we’re pretty much ignoring it. So wake me up when it’s the future.
I mean, literally. Wake me up. In the future. When you guys have the means to resurrect the essences of the dead. I’m not stupid. I know it’s not going to happen in my lifetime. So when it happens, wake me up. I’m done with the present.
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Letters From God: Fail
I would like to point out that this piece has nothing to do with neither Christmas nor the new year. With the exception of the previous statement, I would like to keep it that way.
Sometimes I feel like I’m the worst person on the planet. Like everyone else is a good person and I just suck at being part of the human race. Everyone seems to feel like it all means something, like it has importance. What is it that everyone else does that I don’t? Is it partying? Playing video games all the time? Working out? I don’t know. I just don’t seem to do whatever it is. Why does it mean anything to us? It probably has something to do with our investments in emotions and awareness. READ MORE »
I Don’t Belong Here: Laws Don’t Exist
“Where no law is, there is no transgression”
(Romans 4:15)
You ever know someone who didn’t break any laws? Any laws at all? I don’t mean the obvious ones like murder and rape and arson and so forth, I mean any laws period. Someone that never drove faster than the speed limit, never drank while underage, never used any illegal substance, never bought a bootleg DVD or downloaded pirated software. Never engaged in perverse sexual practices in areas where said practices were illegal. Never turned without using a blinker. Never, ever, ever broke the law. While you are out looking for this hypothetical person I am going to move ahead with my argument by assuming that this Ideal Law-Abiding Citizen simply does not exist. READ MORE »
I Don’t Belong Here: Man, Fuck PETA
I don’t like PETA because they are clowns. Fuck logic, fuck facts, I’m just starting out with the ad hominem. Facts and logic to follow. Fuck PETA, they’re a bunch of clowns. For all their love of ridiculous media moments and publicity stunts, when it comes to actually saving actual animals from actual mistreatment they are strangely nowhere around. Just saying. They make the entire animal rights movement look like a bunch of tin-foil wearing nuts. READ MORE »
Letters From God: Blood
Blood: the substance of life, the substance of death. An oxymoron in itself.
Taste: metallic and bitter. READ MORE »
I Don’t Belong Here: Hate

I hate it all. READ MORE »
HACK № 11: And Another Thing…
Wait…you mean I have to keep doing this? EVERY WEEK, you say? * Sigh * (Repeats to self) I (still) believe. I won’t quit. This matters. Even if it doesn’t matter, then either way it doesn’t matter. READ MORE »


