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.
A Sip of the Holy Grail
- E.T.G.
- "...& 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.
Total Pageviews
Monday, January 31, 2011
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.
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.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)









