so in my other post, i stated that my one dream was to have a finished cd of my recordings...orsomethinglikethat. well, i've realized that i've actually got two dreams: two things that would bring me unending amounts of happiness. the second one, is to smoke pot with all my mormon friends. because if they were cool with that, we would have a brand new relationship. fresh and chill.

i wish tyler would just think for himself a little bit, stop buying into what other people are selling. i wish he would abandon his mission, on his way home tomorrow, because he figured out how unprovable the existence of god is and therefore how not worth thinking about god is. what is belief? it's putting faith in something you can't prove. and why would anyone do that? because they are afraid; they are afraid to face reality. god serves the purpose of filling the idea of, 'what happens after death'? the biggest thing people are afraid of is no-self, hence, god.

on a more interesting note, what if they made cheese out of mother's milk? i wonder what that would taste like. one thing's for god damn sure: goat cheese...is fucking nasty.