The Book of Ashes
Legend in his own mind, creator of all you see here, he walks this Earth on the path of the becoming.
On Wednesday, 22, August 2001 Ashes wrote...
The deviousness of Ash 1:02AM
Dang I'm in a good mood today. Things are just working out.
A note to the unwary: Never ever underestimate how devious I am. I am the most devious thing ever to hit this Earth. My mind thinks of every possible devious thought there is, and not just that, but its good at it. The only reason that you might have trouble believing this is that by the time these thoughts are thought over they usually are never implemented. I cannot (mostly cannot) ACT devious, it is not my nature. I can how ever THINK it and oh what devious thoughts they are.... hehehehehe. Just to give you an example that illustrates this point beautifully. Gerry was away for the weekend. When shes away I always say to people ""Cool, Gerry's away for the weekend, now I can wander around naked and have heaps of parties and etc, etc."" Of course I don't do a hell of a lot while she's away, but sometimes I might be a bit more naked than usual but anyway I was talking about this to someone when this devious thought crossed my mind. It went something like this... If I walk around without clothes on when Gerry's away then maybe she would do the same (what I mean here is maybe walk from the bedroom to the bathroom naked etc). Therefore I should tell her I'm going away for the weekend, then sneak back in when she's not expecting it and catch her naked. hehehe I am devious. Ok now I gotta clarify here. I did think this thought, this is how my mind works, it thinks of everything for me and I thank it every day for that, but I don't really want to see Gerry naked, I would never do this in reality, I am not obsessed with nakidity and
Happy 25th birthday to Damian 1:07AM
Also of worthy note, today it is Damian's 9131st day of life. Thats right he's just turned 25, a magic trick which turns the young into the old and the vigorous into the somulent.
Happy Birthday Dude!
Birthday meal with Damian, discussion about debates 11:22AM
All up it was a great day. Things just seemed to slowly work out well. I got home and did a bit of motivational dancing to U2 to get me going. Went over to the girls place and gave Char the first book in the Julian May series (shes read the first group of three already) and Fi gave me a big bottle of Bicardi instead of rent for the car park which is REAL awesome. Thanks Fi!
So my night started off pretty good. We went out to Coyote's for a meal for Damian's 25th. Let me tell you now they have excellent food there. Anyway I decided to try Drambue for the first time. Had it on the rocks and it was nice. Very smooth and easy to drink, I think I am going to like this drink. So I kinda know what might almost be the next bottle for my slowly growing liquor cabinet. Kate brought me a big $10 Drambue as well which was cool. The meal and the drinks combined made me very content indeed. So afterwards we headed off to Damians for a while then decided everyone was too sleepy to go out so I came home, put the rubish out and here I am, ready to sleep.
Hey Dan, I loved your diary entry, brings back some good memories, ahh the debates, weren't they fun. We never did resolve whether tossing heads for infinity was possible or not. I used to love those nights sitting up till 3, 4, 5 in the morning debating stuff that was so obscure or so irrelevant that no one but us knew or cared what we were talking about. The best challenges were the Jehovah Witness's. I remember waking up early one morning around 11am and hearing you talking to someone. I lay in bed for a good half an hour before I got up to see who you were still talking to. I walked out the front door to find you trying to explain to two Jehovah's Witness's how your thoughts really came from linking up to the psychic knowledge tree and how the feeling of religion and God that they got was really just them misinterpreting the feeling of the psychic universe. So I joined in and we talked to them for another half an hour or so till they had to excuse themselves to go look up stuff in their books. Ahhh the fun of it. I don't know if I told you about the one I got here or not.
One morning I wake up to this knock on the door so I wonder out in my boxers and tee-shirt and open it to find this Jehovah Witness. He stares at me, bloodshot eyes, messed up hair, so hung over I'm swaying and feeling like I'm going to be sick cause I just stood up a minute ago and says ""You realise your keys are in the front door?"" ""Oh yeah"" I reply, taking them off him ""I had a bit of a hard night last night."" So we start talking religion and he lasted about 40 minutes. He even made the mistake of coming back another day. I don't think he remembered the house till he opened the door and when he saw me again he looked a little shocked, like opps, wrong house. He only stayed about 15 mins the second time on which I was also quite hung over. I think he's probably black-listed my house now as he hasn't been back since
the second part of the rain dance 11:32AM
""And so the second step of the great Journey began and the drops ran as fast as they could, down the valleys and across the pains and as they went they met friends who joined in the Journey, till they were great in number indeed and if one listened closely one could hear the roaring of those million feet rushing past. And the march became a torent and nothing could stop this force that headed in one direction only, until one day they came to a stop and they looked around and they saw nothing but friends as far as the eye could see and they said, it is good here, we shall stay for a while and they did.""
The joy cries of the rain... 11:50AM
""After a diuturnity the water found its way to the city. It was weary from its journey and sought release. At first a few drops fell, testing the air and its resistance, but quickly they were revelling in their new found freedom and more began to follow. As they grew bolder they also grew in size and number until they were of copious quantity to soak anything that happened to walk under their path. Their cries of joy filled the air as their journey finally ended back to the Earth from which they had first come. This sound to any who heard it was that of the pitter patter of a million little feet. One amoung those was moved by the dance of the rain. He raised back his hood and his mind and body were refreshed under the downpour. The rain had servered its purpose and now it began its slow journey, back to wence it came, to begin the cycle all over again.""
Earthquake coincidence 11:55AM
A man predicted an Earthquake on the weekend (in New Zealand) due to a peculiar alignment of the moon. A couple of days later we get a 7.5 on the richter scale, luckily centered off the mainland, which is rare enough to only occur every 10-15 years. Did he know something or was he just lucky