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I want to do what I want.
Wanting is greedy, that makes me greedy, beeing greedy makes me feel bad, i dont like to feel bad it makes me angry, when im angry i do things i dont want to do that makes me sad, when im sad im not happy i dont like not being happy, not likeing something is greedy to because giveing up what others may want is greedy. I hate words words are about as discriptive as crap.

I feel bad, i dont know what truth is, how can you find truth, is beliveing truth, im not talking about god, im talking about actual truth, what if psycopaths are right, maby just one of them, what if the truth is stranger than fiction, what if the truth is not proof and subliminal reality is baced on tradishonal lies that have been set forth by "the man" the man refering to the creater of the lies. Can i find the truth, i belive the truth may be lost, my inablity to find a way to be releaced from the human condishion causes me great fustration. I wish you could see me now on the stage of my life, of my mind's eye. Withount limits crusifying myself. I want to be open so i shut myself in, i dont do anything.

What makes things bad, i say bad assumeing that it is not makebelive everything has been invented, baced on lies and preceptions that make less sence. is their such a noun as a thing.

everything is a idea and a illustion as a person i belive that i am a person, and i wonder what if my brain was in my eyes.

If i could ask a question what would it be?

Would it be better to ask a question?

Greenday is crap.

sincerly CODY "imaginng the world's black is red, i am the new tone of life"