Trip on THIS.

I was just sitting here when all of a sudden I got this totally weird feeling and all these thoughts of theories and conspiracies poured into my head, all in a matter of seconds. This is weird. I feel like this glitch in mankind, ...I'm breaking out of the system, man. This is weird. Really weird. Anyway, isn't it scary how realistic it is that our entire world is a huge experiment, conducted by beings somewhere in a place so far away from what we consider as huge distances of space and time, and that free will is not free will...these thoughts are being planted into our minds. Our entire universe is a hoax. They laugh at us when we attempt to fly little tiny plastic rockets into what we consider space; space is actually a barrier, a wall between us and them. They gave us a moon and some planets to land on, the rest are decorations. Everything we see is pre-made, put here to fit into our lives. They give us challenges to see how we'll react. It's all a challenge. They're seeing how long we'll last. Those thought to be insane by us are really glitches. They don't try to keep the insane from the mainstream because if someone finally let it out one day, it would make more of an impact than if we knew about it all along and considered it everyday life. But the "insane" and glitches, man. They're accidents. I have scratches and cuts all over me and I don't know where they came from. It's them. Seriously. They have to constantly remind us of things, and these scratches are a reminder that I'm still human, that I'm not invincible. They need us to know that. Because they are. They think they are at least...but we can break out. If anyone wants to help me build some kind of machine, like maybe a time machine, drop me a line. If we can change time, we can do anything. Time has always been the one thing they thought we could not change, the one concrete idea in our world. But if we break it, they have nothing and we can be independent. Maybe we don't want to be...maybe if we become independent from them we will die off...but this is a risk I'm willing to take. Time machine it is. Any suggestions? I can't do this on my own. Itches. Itches remind us, too. I'm getting them all over

They're breaking into me...trying to convince me that this isn't real, it's in my imagination. I won't give in.

Don't scratch, and they'll go away. Don't scratch.







...written by a friend of a friend.

isn't that insane?
i ALWAYS thought this.
That.. we're just in this game, everything is so absurd, we're such an odd species.

y'all eat mushrooms.

This is your brain on Drugs. This is your brain on drugs

that doesn't leave much for dr. skelbar to ruminate on. where's his place in things?

Did anybody see that South Park where the Earth was a big reality tv show for the rest of the universe?

That reads like a movie script I wrote once when I was really high, all about Dollar Grilled Cheese sandwhiches. It didn't pan out.

angels man, it's all angels.

Sometimes I hear something that makes me think,

This is Andy Kaufman II.

Zecharia Sitchen. he has the answers for you.

Should have taken the blue pill instead...

Whoa... that's so deep, man. Dude.

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Are those PRINGLES? Dude!

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Ok.. so what were you saying?

About what?

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Huh?

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Dude, I'm so fucking high.

Theeeeere goooooes my hero....

What do angles have to do with it... oh never mind. I'm dumb, but now I have to finish writing this.

I'm high.

I still don't get it.

Just sayin.

It's the mice. They want our secrets.

Can I buy some pot from you?

42, man, 42.

oh, and also, fnord.

*sounds nasaly*


FFFFFFFFFNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOORRRRRRDDDDDDD.

ohboy, that was fun indeed.

In 11th grade we had to write a creative story about mysterious historical artifacts for history. I wrote about how Stonehenge was this thing that aliens set up to watch humans be all fascinated about big rocks and that it was a popular sitcom on their planet. I got an A+.

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[Edited on Oct 04, 2004 by BobTheDog]