GREETINGS WELCOME TO MY LITTLE PLACE ON THE INTERNET
WORSHIP THE GIR!!!!
I LOVE SKITTLES!!!!! (i dont know why .... probably cause there M&Ms rip offs that are actually better)
hi i am james and i will be your host for the time you spend here how long or short it may be. i am 6 foot 1, 140 pounds, long dark brown hair, i listen to music constantly. i like to draw and do oragami and i apreciate all art in any form (even rap music and i HATE rap music). if you want to know any more feel free to message me
BEHOLD THE AWESOMENESS
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WORSHIP THE BUNNY
HERES SOME STUFF TO MAKE YOU THINK ABOUT HUMANS AND HOW INFINATELEY STUPID WE ALL ARE
why do people fear falling and not landing?
if were all gods children whats so special about jesus?
why do people drive on park ways and park on drive ways?
why have we not cured cancer when we can make a guy harder than chinese algebra with a little blue pill? (and no im not talkin about the matrix)
if a stupid question deserves getting called a retard then why do you not get called a genius for a smart one?
ok if were the smartest beings on the planet and we can send a giant block of techno crap all the way to mars then why the hell can we not change meters to feet?
if all anyone needed to know you learned in kindergarden then why are there 12 grades afterwards that you still have to take? oh and WHO THE FUCK LEARNS ALL ABOUT LIFE WHEN UR 5/6?!?!?!?!?
if money is the root of all evils then why do churches want it?
if silence is golden why is duck tape silver?
MORE TO COME
welcome to the picture gallery of the Grim Raven i hope you enjoy your stay
THE GRIM
note: i modded that one
THE DRAGONS OF THE GRIM
AND OF COURSE
LIGHTNING
(shocking aint it?)
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ANCIENT WISDOM
What if I told you insane was working fifty hours a week in some office for fifty years at the end of which they tell you to piss off; ending up in some retirement village hoping to die before suffering the indignity of trying to make it to the toilet on time? Wouldn't you consider that to be insane?
We have met the enemy, and it is us
A novice monk asked the master Chi-Ch'en, "What is the way upward?" The master replied, "You will hit it by descending lower."
Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind
Science prospers exactly in proportion as it is religious; and religion flourishes in exact proportion to the scientific depth and firmness of its bases
It helps to know about old theories. They are useful. They remind you that your own theories about life can be outgrown as soon as more facts become available
To study the way of the Creator is to study your own self. To study your own self is to forget yourself. To forget yourself is to have the objective world prevail in you
One thing is everything, all things are One. If you know only this, then don't worry about attaining perfect knowledge
The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook
The wise man knows that success in life is achieved by simply putting a whole lot of mistakes together in a way that works
Seeing is deceiving. It is eating that is believing
The things that we see are only the mind's best bet as to what is out in front
Shall we be the slave of our mind or its master?
To understand is hard. Once one understands, action is easy
Knowledge is a process of piling up facts; Wisdom lies in their simplification
That the birds of worry and care fly over your head, this you cannot change. But that they build nests in your hair, this you can prevent
Remember, when someone annoys you it takes 42 muscles in you face to frown, but it only takes 4 muscles to extend your arm and bitch-slap the motherfucker upside the head.
Within a wall a clay bowl is molded, but the use of the bowl will depends on the part of the bowl that is void . . . so advantage is had from whatever is there, but usefulness rises from whatever is not
note: i do not claim to have said any of these things if you wish to know where i obtained these quotes please contact me
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this is the poem of the badassedness
Behold this ruin, "Twas a skull Once of ethereal spirit full.
This narrow cell was Life's retreat, This space was Thought's mysterious seat.
What beauteous visions filled this spot, What dreams of pleasure long forgot?
Nor hope, nor joy, nor love, nor fear, Have left one trace on record here.
Beneath this mouldering canopy Once shone the bright and busy eye:
But start not at the dismal void--If social love that eye employed.
If with no lawless fire it gleamed, But through the dews of kindness beamed;
That eye shall be forever bright When stars and sun are sunk at night.
Within this hollow cavern hung The ready, swift, and tuneful tongue;
If Falsehood's honey it disdained, And when it could not praise be chained.
If bold in Virtue's cause it spoke, Yet gentle concord never broke--
This silent tongue shall plead for thee When Time unveils Eternity.
Say, did these fingers delve the mine, Or with the envied rubies shine?
To hew a rock or wear a gem Can little now avail to them.
But if the page of truth they sought, Or comfort to the mourners brought,
These hands a richer meed they claim Than all that wait on Wealth and Fame.
Avails it whether bare or shod These feet the paths of duty trod?
If from the bowers of Ease they fled. To seek Affliction's humble shed.
If Grandeur's guilty bribe they spurned, And home to Virtue's cot returned--
These feet with angel wings shall vie, And tread the palace of the sky.
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