The Diablo's Rant.
Joe Marco 13 comments
I’m a fucking addict. I drive around thinking about witty status updates, as if my pseudo-philosophical nuggets mean anything, as if giving my self an inflated sense of ego is going to make anything change, as if such action will remove the angst and malaise that plagues me from time to time, because I think too fucking much.
My fucking i-phone is akin to some really fine cocaine, that if I could chop up and snort the fucking thing I probably would. I smoke, I do drugs, I watch porn, I drink, I cuss, I fuck and sometimes I might fight.
I covet, I have attachments, I have issues and a lot of things to say about a lot things, but mainly I dog on love and love on women. I keep to myself at times, I’m stubborn like a motherfucker and up until my thirties it took pulling teeth for me to ever ask for any help from anyone, even my best friends.
I’ve checked facebook from my phone while sitting at my laptop, I’ve driven drunk, and I text while I drive, but I don’t like to fuck in the car.
I’m too lazy to date, it costs too much money and getting to know new women is far too fucking exhausting to even make the effort for the hope of getting some sex at the end of the date even worth it. I don’t want to see women as sexual objects, I respect them far too much, but still long to have sex them.
I long to fall in love, but I also don’t want to die.
I believe that suffering is key to making art that stings and has an impact beyond it’s first impression.
I watch porn and smoke before I fall asleep, I wake up, have coffee, smoke some weed and always get shit done...like most of us I am a functional junkie.
I anger easy, but tend to breathe easy, I see things I don’t want too see and feel things I don’t want to feel...but I understand in the end it is best for me to experience what I need to experience....
at times caught in a forlorn state of mind that makes itself conducive to creative flashes that are solely supported by a staunch determination and very little money.
These are the musings of a drunken bastard. Fuck you if you judge me and fuck me if you like me.
gilly
Sunday 18th July 2010 | 09:55 PMI bought a 40" LED tv with blue ray
Ahhh confession, isnt it so nice
I should become like you Joe
and friendo
"never have they been shallow, pretentious, or stupid, always smarter and kinder with a great inner light. "
maybe you should compare these women to other women, not yourself Chortle chortle
...in response to this comment by gilly. Sorry Gilly, I can't make the comparison, as they are all watching Jack Bauer and American Idol with their friends.
By the way...who is the new judge on American Idol?
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Gina
Monday 19th July 2010 | 12:28 AMJoe,
What does any of what you said have to do with the price of tea in China?
* Shocking
* Self Improvement
* Satire
* Rant
* Opinion
* Lifestyle
* Human Nature
* Exploitation
* Drugs
* Confession
* China
Henk V
Monday 19th July 2010 | 04:08 AMThink its about time someone had kids. It helps when you have someone to stare at you...
ok,ok...it gets a few sandwiches made.
Joe Marco
Monday 19th July 2010 | 04:41 AMI don't know how 'China' got in there...I posted this after a few drinks of Whiskey.
Kids?...why? not now, I'm just starting to rock, I don't some little shit slowing me down.
Friendo - Have always liked your style man.
Did anyone else read that in the voice of Tyler Durden?
Trent Greguhn
Monday 19th July 2010 | 06:22 AM...in response to this comment by Mikey. I am Joe's whiskey soaked existentialism.
Gina
Monday 19th July 2010 | 08:40 AM...in response to this comment by Joe Marco. Oh, I thought you were trying to be funny.
Jake Farr-Wharton
Monday 19th July 2010 | 10:26 AMAt the risk of being an enabler, I love your art, man.
Joe Marco
Monday 19th July 2010 | 05:06 PMenabler!!!
Tony Fyler
Monday 19th July 2010 | 05:34 PMHey man, that was pretty powerful stuff. Thanks for posting it.
Friendo
Sunday 18th July 2010 | 09:41 PMHey Joe...where ya' goin' with that gun in your hand? sorry, couldn't resist...Ya' know what, I understand this 110% We must be brothers, or soul mates, or cut from the same cloth or something. However, at 57(ulp), I have slowed way down, and tend to drift into long periods of sobriety. I don't think I have ever been on a date either, but there has been no shortage of women in my life...and always good ones at that-never have they been shallow, pretentious, or stupid, always smarter and kinder with a great inner light.
I don't know about the suffering though. I'm not into it, yet seem to get enough without making any room for it. I don't like pain, just pain killers.
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So, how did you like Inception, and how did the date go?