M Y S T U P I D F A C E S

M Y S T U P I D F A C E S

Meaningless words

To be a thinker is to think like a thinker which would mean I am not a thinker because I don't think like a thinker who thinks because you must think if you're a thinker who thinks. Therefore I am not a thinker.

If I were a man who saw a saw and sawed into the object being sawed then the saw would saw the object being sawed which is being sawed and would be sawed into two sawed halves. Therefore the sawed halves have never been sawed.

When I was a man a man withought care I cared because a man who doesn't care cares, so I write. A caring man is a man who writes a man to death because the death of the man was brought on by the man who cares but who plotted the death? Only the uncaring man which makes not sense.......so who killed the man?


-Jesse Roland Allan

Monday, August 16, 2010

who is she?

From drafts, June 1st 2010

I don't know, she must be pretty cool though. For the last month or two, I can't remember exactly now but I've had this odd feeling of "love?" or that feeling when you like someone, that has been coming out of nowhere. I don't know, I talked about it in one of my earlier blogs though. So now I am deciding who it is and it is difficult and not difficult to say...oh man, it's just like asldkjasldkgjasd though ... you know? You want to pin point it but you can't...but i've been numbering down the people and who it could be and it is becoming possibly more clear to me who it might be. So, if you where me and you knew, what would you do? For three years I haven't actually liked someone, it has to be someone that's worth it, you know? I don't want to go after someone who is a jerk...someone that will waste my time...I want to be with someone who enjoys my company and  I'd like to enjoy theirs.
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