A Sip of the Holy Grail

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"...& then the clouds parted and riding down a stray beam of light in the land of pure darkness twas the one & only, who is braver than a hundred lions, wiser than a thousand goats, a mac in a million times a million...EMAC The Great." That was mentioned by some guy from a crowd when I was born...in my dreams. See...now you've come to understand just why I'm already cooler than you. In any case, I bring upon you the RAGE! & Reign of Great Music, Great Women, Great Art & Great Laughs. May you suffer the inevitable in peace.

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Monday, January 31, 2011

My Theme

Ok...i just finished up my zombie theme for this page. it kinda just appeared to me since well...i didnt really have any ideas on what my theme would be. So I choose "Night of a Million Macs" which some credit can be derived from Call of Duty: Black Ops. That damn Nazi zombie game is so addictive. So here is some of the other zombie motif background pics I may experiment with in the future. This is just my page theme...it has nothing pertaining to what Im gonna be bloggin about. Enjoy.







Sunday, January 30, 2011

FOREWARD -____- & The closet poet

{SIP}....AHHHHHHHH!!!! I love me some lemonade. I tell you what...if you give me some lemonade, I will ask you to marry me...& for some cookies. I was looking at a lot of the random blogs on here and it inspired me the second of an instant. Certainly there is a lot more I have to say that I feel I may be too cool to spew to my friends on Facebook who should so catch in their feed. I know how people and their posts can seem overwhelming and its down right annoying. So yea...hopefully those who come across my ramblin blog page would appreciate the mind of a well...nothing less of a genius!
E.T.G.
(of course this stands for Emac The Great)


                                         I like to write poetry. It has been one of the things i have clanged on to to save my sanity throughout my life. Im feeling the spirit so heres a lil sumthin sumthin freestyle to christen this voyage you are about to traverse into my  mind. 
                                                
                                                    "the decisions we make
                                               ripple thru space and time
                                                    like a rock tossed at the bottom of a lake
                                         what if that rock was me?
                            I wonder sometimes why
               why do i do the things I do?
                                                   I do em because something in my mind is telling me to
                                       at least i still have a choice
                                                     that rock could be me
                                 i could be at the bottom of somewhere
                                            or at the top      
                                                      the more decisions you make should let you know
                       as to which you have gone*
                                         they both feel the same
                                 cold and alone. so very alone
                                      I am just a rock
                             just going with the flow"                         

Did you like? the * was for cuz i was feelin that part and i wanted it to rhyme. so i kinda pronounced it like go and jus kinda slipped the "enh" sound to it. This damn english language.