Monday, 30 August 2010

Requested Copy Pasta


WAKE UP IN THE MORNING FEELING LIKE DER FUHRER
WRITE MEIN KAMPF, TELL GERMANY IM GONNA MAKE RACE PURER
BEFORE I LEAVE FUCK MY NEICE, WITH EVA BRAUN TOO
FOR WHEN I LEAVE FOR MEIN REICH, IM GONNA KILL SOME JEWS

IM TALKIN
TAKIN OFF ALL THEIR CLOTHES, CLOTHES
GASSIN THEM 'TIL THEY CHOKE, CHOKE
THROWING 'EM IN SOME STOVES, STOVES

GOOSE STEPPING
RIGHT INTO ALL YOUR CITIES
SPREADING THE NAZI PARTIES
TRYING TO TAKE OVER YOU COUNTTRRRYYYY

DONT STOP, MAKE EM DROP
NAZI'S BLOW YOUR CITIES UP
TONIGHT, THEY GONNA FIGHT
'TIL YOU GIVE INTO THE REICH

Thursday, 26 August 2010

Shed A Tear

I never used to cry.

As a guy, it always seemed a sign of weakness. Strong men are never known for their ability to cry. I mean, you never see Arnold Schwarzenegger cry in any of his movies do you? And he's the strongest man ever! (Apart from Chuck Norris)

But then about a year back, I shed my first tears, in what must have been a decade. And it kinda started a flood of them. Since then I've cried a number of times. It's not regular, just whenever it happens, it happens.

Now because I write this blog, and I always need new stuff to write about, I delve into my own idividual psyche and emotions a lot more than I should, and I study myself and my own actions. This new crying epidemic in particular.
And I've noticed that I feel no less a man for crying more.

And I realised, that while all this time I've seen crying as a sign of weakness, and immaturity, it is actually something completely different.

Crying doesn't indicate that you're weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.

We cry not to prolong our sadness, but to purify our minds, and our souls.



Friday, 20 August 2010

"The Gospel According To Conor Clarke"

  • Say fuck it.
  • Waste your life on a dream. It's the only way you can get something out of it.
  • Say sorry, but never mean it.
  • Go hard, or go home. Things can always be cleaned up afterwards.
  • Thou shalt never copy/quote good songs. Only bad ones.
  • Never plan. The greatest plans are made up on the spot.
  • Trust yourself, or no one else will.
  • Love yourself, or no one else will.
  • Regret every bad thing you've done. It builds character.
  • Be a hypocrite. It's the only way to understand life.
  • Fear is a waste of energy.
  • If you want to slob around, at least make it look like you're doing something important.
  • Be eccentric. It's the only way to unlock the real you.
  • Get naked. It's fun.
  • If in doubt, sleep.
  • Only care about people that are within a 30 minutes drive from you. Otherwise there's no point.
  • Be a pretentious areshole. And then admit it afterwards.
  • Be really nice to the people that hate you. It fucks them up.
  • Breathe fire.
  • The best anti-depressant drug on the market is fresh air. Use it.
  • Be louder than the person sat next to you.
  • Don't say "I don't care" if you do care. Say "I do care" instead.
  • Don't bother looking at other people's point of view. You're most likely to be right.
  • Don't be me.

Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Am I the only one?

Am I the only one, that when they hear kids talking about pokemon, has to suddenly resist the urge to give them advice?

Or that whenever I remember something really stupid I did, I will shout a very long and exaggerated "Fuck" out loud?

Or that at parties, I will start to dance, but then after about 10 seconds stop, as I feel kinda weird?

Or that when I hear laughter around me, I instantly assume that it's aimed at me?

Or that I practise, out loud, asking what I'm going to order, before I get to the bar?

Or that after deciding to make a phone call, I must spend 10 minutes psyching myself up?

Or that when I'm out and about, and I see a hot girl, I will look at her, but then as soon as she looks back, I look away quickly?

Or that whenever I text a girl, and she doesn't text back, I instantly think, "What did I do wrong?"

Or that whenever I tell a joke to friends, I must then explain the joke to friends?

Or that if my mp3 player dies when I'm out, I will still leave the headphones in, so that no one talks to me?

Or that whenever I try to say something really clever, I am ruthlessly interuppted?

Or that whenever there is a guy standing next to me at the urinal, I suddenly can't piss?

Or that whenever I'm sat at home, watching a normal film on my own, my parents will walk in on the 1 sex scene in that film?

Or that I used to simulate conversations with people in my head, but then never actually talk to them?

Or that whenever I see a hot girl at the bus stop, I will keep my distance, stare at the ground, and just look at anything in the opposite direction?

Or that whenever I lose my phone for ages, I'll find it again, and there will still be no text messages or missed calls?

Or that whenever I see something funny, I'll say LOL instead of laughing?

Or that I sit really quietly during haircuts, despite the fact that the hairdresser keeps trying to strike up a conversation?

Or that.......

Sunday, 15 August 2010

Question of the Day Number 6 of 7

In response the the first Question; Is there any point in finding out the difference between loving somebody, and being in love with somebody?

Because to fall in love, means to attach yourself to somebody. Attachment causes pain. In fact in my mind, attachment is the cause of all pain.

Is falling in love worth attachment?

Saturday, 14 August 2010

Question of the Day Number 5 of 7

In everyones own little mind, they are perfect. They are the blueprint, for how a human being should be created. That is a given.

But when you start to question your own actions, and your own personality, and character, is that when you become a better person? Or a worse one?

A better one for knowing your own faults, and begin able to rectify them?

Or a worse one for losing your own sense of happy, carefree ignorance about yourself?

Friday, 13 August 2010

Question of the Day Number 4 of 7

Is there any point in trying to be a nice person?
I mean, admittedly, no-one is a saint, everyone has done, and will do, bad and dishonourable things, so no-one can fully be a nice person. But sometimes I think, what's the point in trying?

Whenever a nice person, and a horrible person meet, the nice person will always come off worse. Always be stood upon in a horrible way.

Politeness can get you some places, but too much and you'll just look like a fucking loser. Or am I just being an idiot?

Thursday, 12 August 2010

Question of the Day Number 3 of 7

When eating, do you savour your food, take it slowly, having one bite at a time, and cherishing the seperate flavours; or do you just think fuck it, slap it all on your fork at munch down as many different things as possible?

Same applies to life.

Wednesday, 11 August 2010

Question of the Day Number 2 of 7

Would you rather want to grow up to be a good, or a great person?

If you believe you already are a good person, would you want to sacrifice it to become great?

Is it possible to be truely good, and truely great at the same time?

Tuesday, 10 August 2010

Question of the Day Number 1 of 7

How can there be such a big difference between loving someone, and begin in love with someone.

Maybe that one is just an ability, a verb, while the other is the much sought after feeling that people crave.

I know there is a difference. I can feel it.
But what is it?