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[inside the sun]

Introduction to an Epileptic Mind..minus the pyschosis and the Epilepsy

 

we live in a world kind of like king lears where you need to be a little insane in order to be sane

and you need to be blind in order to see. In order to tell the story im about to tell the names

will be changed in order to protect the ones we love, and in order to protect myself i will tell you

that the story is fiction, made up and a completly fake, in fact don't even bother reading it your

 

wasting your time its just another fairy tale.

 

I.E. Chapter 1

 

My story is far from a fairy tale. My thoughts are epileptic on the matter, i spazz out when i read the

 

words fairy tale concerning the story i placed on this sheet of paper. Fairy tale, are you ****ing

 

physchotic? This generation is f*cked, f*ck, f*ck f*ck. Yeah, we love to cuss, swear and curse.

 

Continue.

 

I will not start where my life began, instead i will tell you about a field trip, a school based field trip, i

 

think this is a wonderful place to start, and also since it took place not too long ago it is fresh in the

 

memory bank. So i went to sleep one night and i dreamed of going on this marine bio trip with my

 

teacher for the class Mr. South. (it wasn't really a dream, but for the "protection" of the people we

 

love, i dreamt this whole thing up. The trip started around 8:40-9am. We signed a paper with the

 

words no drug or alcohol on this field trip...every ****ing bag had a bottle of something in it. And on

 

top of that, marijuana in some bags, ridilin, solmas, prozac in other bags. Mushrooms in one girls bag.

 

This field trip is the epitome of highschool i thought to myself. Get together a bunch of teens, and

 

how could you expect anything less than a bunch of kids getting f*cked up and watching jelly fish

 

swim in a fish tank.

 

I'd like to tell you we waited until after we got to our destination before drinking, and engaging in our

 

drugs, but that would be a lie. We began drinking immediately, we began popping pills asap, and we

 

even watched our beautiful girl eat a couple mushrooms. Our first stop we brought out the pipe and

 

smoked some marijuana, no, not even then, we smoked in the bathroom. How convient, the airbus

 

had a giant window and was long enough that we could blaze it up in the bathroom and not even one

 

cloud of smoke, or one whiff of marijuana would enter your proximaty.

 

Lets back track real quick. Our chaporones on this field trip. Mrs. J (a mother of a fellow student), a

 

hot young MILF. (as you all know this prhase from american pie, but incase you don't Mother I would

 

Like to F*ck=MILF). She was planning on baking brownies for her daughter and her daughters

 

friends, she didn't though. Next up was an art teacher, whose name i almost want to say because i

 

despise the b*tch, but i'll still just call her Mrs. M. Man was she a basket case. A little whacked,

 

always drunk and stoned at school. Eyes bloodshot, hair disheveled, this teacher was the definition

 

of the word MESS. So we have A.)Mess, B.) Milf, what a wonderful list of "chaporones" so far, with a

 

bus full of intoxicated children all MIP's (minors in possession). Now we have two more chaporones,

 

Mr. South (the teacher of Marine Bio) and his student teacher. Now Mr. South was an ex. Fisherman,

 

so you bet your *** he drank a lot, he even talks about it. Plus by having this field trip, he gets to

 

enjoy the Monetery Bay Aquarium FREE OF CHARGE. So would he want to ruin this trip by busting

 

some kids for having a little fun, smoking and drinking...hell no. And his student teacher, this guy was

 

young, and when your odds are 3 against one, unless your a major a**hole, your going to keep your

 

mouth shut. so there you have it, "our chaporones."

 

now that we got that out of the way, lets get back to the trip. Man, was it a blast. Straight out of a

 

f*cking movie. Everyone was drunk by 10am, we had two buses. one quiet bus (the kids that play it

 

cool when they are f*cked up, and half the bus was actually not drunk yet..lame anime kids, and

 

geeks and what not. THIS IS A DAY WHEN EVEN GEEKS ARE COOL, YOU MOTHER F*CKERS ARE

 

BLOWING IT! just kidding.. Anyways, our bus had privalleges because we were cool kids and what

 

not so we got to watch movies while we were f*cked up, the other bus was a party. They were loud,

 

and rowdy, the bus driver was a d*ck, which when you don't respect kids, you can't expect them to

 

respect you either. They had no respect for him, so they just got more and more rowdy and give him

 

sh*t the whole drive their.

 

Wait. Why are you telling us this story? ok, so kids got smashed, hammered, wasted, so what? What

 

does it mean. Well, this a tuesday and wednesday of a normal school/work day. For starters. Second,

 

this was what our weeks and weekends were always like. This trip is the epitome of Santa Barbara

 

High School. This is our generation. If you can't ****ing see that out of everything i just wrote your in

 

denial, your blind, you want to remain ignorant. You believe ignorance is bliss? then i guess mentally

 

disabled people are Enlightened Monks. Deal with it, Face it, RELAX, this is the world as we know of

 

it, this is our future, right here, these kids of today are the Adults of tomorrow, ****, one of these

 

****ers is going to be the new president, you laugh at bush, wait to see what we bring you guys. And

 

you say "well sean, this is one highschool big deal." Quit with the ****ing bullshit, do you really

 

believe yourself, or do you just want to? I have moved my whole life, im seeing this everywhere, this

 

isn't one higschool this is America's Highschools...ok fine, i've only lived in California, this is

 

CALIFORNIA'S highschools. And you know what, prove to me otherwise, show me other highschools?

 

You can't. I know our generation, our generation knows our generation, we all know ourselves, we

 

know what we are like. do you believe the lies your kids feed you? Yes. You feed on them, you live for

 

them, you don't want to know whats really going on. It was how you lived to? Or were you better?

I highly doubt that, you guys had more drugs, we can't even get LSD anymore. And the harm that did

 

was made you appreciate **** and feel closer to the world and other people..lets make that drug

 

extinct and replace it with coke...good going. ****ing Cocaine, Speed, that is the epitome of

 

America. FAST FAST FAST PROFIT PROFIT PROFIT.and you wonder why are kids are ADD ADHD and

 

why we have no patience. When we want something we want it NOW! It only comes now, or we are

 

getting it from somewhere else.

 

I' m trailing aren't i. Time for a new chapter.

 

Simply Chapter 2

 

Where do drugs come from? Is it no coincidence that to start my Spring break off i was given a $100

 

bill in an enevlope with my name on it. And that at a party, for my friends birthday i found a folded

 

$20 bill on the ground. People wage wars for money, money saves lives and simotanousely takes

 

lives away. Drugs come from money, and money creates drugs. Even marijuana and mushrooms

 

which used to just grow freely on this planet is no cultivated. You've made plants illegal, You've

 

made Fungus illegal. Why don't we make some animals illegal while we are it...oh wait, we already do,

 

its called Extinction.

 

What has this new age came to? The musics pretty shitty, i mean, don't get me wrong, it sounds

 

good, and feels good, just the words have no meaning. We are degrading ourselves and the women

 

seam to encourage it and love it. I watch as this girls singing along to a song with the words "slap

 

my *****" or "shes a hoe." Do you want to disregard yourself as a human being and wish to be

 

another product? We already have drugs, food, clothing, etc... we don't need women to be products

 

too? Why would you want to. ugh. Lets not even get into that. Question. Where are we going? When

 

will we be there? Are you enjoying life? I'm just along for the ride. I observe, but yes i guess i do

 

participate in the madness. What can i say, i am posioned...no not poisoned on mushrooms, that

 

seams more sane then the way things are now. All those plants do is bring you closer to nature, you

 

can actually sense that a tree or a plant is alive like we are...whats wrong with that? Oh yeah! Duh,

 

we harvest these plants for paper! We don't want to know we are killing living things for paper? Just

 

like we don't want to admit we are animals just like animals and that we are killing living things! "oh

 

its fine johnny, it doesn't even know what life is." It...**** the only IT i know is that clown from the

 

Steven King movie.

 

"We only do things because we think they are right." Can someone tell someone they are wrong

 

then? Because i think that would be right? whats right to me isn't right to you, and isn't right to him

 

or her? Shouldn't we leave decifering right from wrong to the individual unless that right or wrong

 

harms another individual besides the individual themself. Does that make sense? Why make laws

 

saying something is illegal if it doesn't hurt anybody except the person that is doing it? And how do

 

you know its even hurting them, i mean ****, the only harm pot does is making the smoker lazy, and

 

sleep more. I guess thats pretty harmful because bums only eat and sleep? Are you scared of

 

homeless people? They are people, right? DuH! We forget that, it makes it a lot easier to not care

 

about them, because we don't want to care about somebody that doesn't give a flying **** about

 

themselves. By the way does me cussing offend you and make it harder for you pay attention to

 

these words, want to read the censored version? Sorry there isn't one, but feel free to take out your

 

eyeballs and wash them clean with soap after reading this...i try the visine when im feeling obscene.

 

Speaking of being obscene why are you so afraid of Marilyn Manson and Eminem? You know that

 

what they are saying is just wrods, but i guess words make you lift the gun to your head or someone

 

elses? It calms some people to talk or write things out, its what seperates them from actually doing

 

it. If you censor their material your taking away the whole purpose of them even writing it. The fact

 

they wrote it should be enough to let you know now they aren't going to do it. But its alright, we

 

need some people to fear these artists, it's what they feed on. The fact parents are so OMG!!!!!!! (oh

 

my god) YOUR GROUNDED! over that music, is what makes them sucessful. People love Guilty

 

pleasures, and naturally teenagers love to rebel, so you feed them the fuel they need in order to

 

keep going. So be afraid, be very afraid.