Saturday, June 28, 2008

Me the Silly

I first would like to start off with saying that by no means do I believe that anything I say or write is correct......it is just what I believe may have the possibility of being real. I never write with the intension of wrecking someone's fiath or attept to piss anyone off. I am aware that some of the shit I say may sound ignerant or completely retarted but honestly I am really just trying to strike up interesting conversation and possibly bring out opinions in people that they might not be aware of.
With that said, religion is fucking stupid, that's why it goes hand and hand with the government. Fuck the government uses religion to intensify the fear they put on their own people. Like 9-11, disguised by religious differences between countries in hopes to unite a nation to all be in favor of going to war for only your god knows why. Bush is fucking evil but it's not his fault he was born into it. All the presidents to this day are related in some way I shit you not. You can six degrees from kevin bacon with all of them with a blood line. All either free masons or part of the skulls and bones with messages writing in codes all over our fucking red, white and blue life. NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM tranlates into NEW WORLD ORDER and you can find that under the pyramid and the all seeing eye on the back of our famous one dollar bill....What the fuck!!! New World Order? Somethings are so apparent but were completely oblivious to it cuz were already brainwashed and cut of cardboard to fit into this weak minded society.
Im just scratching the surface of all this shit and don't plan on getting into details. I just want you to take it for what its worth and choose to look into this shit on your own if you feel the need. Then you can hit me back with responses and opinions. Maybe you'll agree with me, or maybe you'll think that this is all propaganda and conspiracy bullshit. To tell you the truth I personally find myself jumping back and forth from both sides. It's all hard to understand and shitty to believe but that's why most people just look it over, cuz they're scared of the truth. But don't be affraid, cuz the truth shall set you fucking free.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Get KnOCKEd OuT

Fuck I just got back into the fighting game for the first time in a year and a half so I guess you can say that I am kinda pumped up about it. And you know what sux, that I just got injured in training and I can't fight in the next card, but that is cool, cuz I will be fighting in the next King of The Cage Battle in the Welter Weight division if my coach plays my cards right. Either way.........
Would you fight anyone for $1,000?? If you could step into a fight and be able to tap or go limp when the fight is over and get $1,000 would you? I mean fuck, what 2 minutes of pain for $1,000 of free spending money? Shit man, I will fight anyone for $100. Getting knocked out is like anal sex, it only hurts the first time..And I am not talking from personal experience fagets, I am talking from knowledge from my so cal older brother. I can honestly say that getting knocked out isn't that bad. I have been in close to 100 street fights and probably lost more then half of them and never once did I think that getting knock out was a big deal. I think a lot of people out there needs to get knocked out say they know what it feels like. If you think about it, 80% of the world has never been in a fight much less got knocked out. It's like a drug. You do it once, realize it ain't that bad and find yourself doing it again cuz now you ain't scared of it. So fuck, everyone go get knocked out please, go see stars. Then we can all make this world less pussified. I promise you it isn't that bad. Shit if this makes it easier I will let anyone knock me out First, then I will return the favor....for free!!! Let's get this party started, knock a motha fucka out!!

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

The Freaks Come Out At Night

Are you the type of person that feels different on a full moon? Maybe if you're a musician you find yourself and your writing at a peak in the roller coaster when there is a full moon aluminating the night. Or perhaps you're an artist and notice that when a full moon is in effect you fill more of your canvas with more meaning and back bone then usual? Do you ever think it is due to planetary magnetic forces? When it is a full moon the magnetic forces increase (or change) creating a different mood in the atmosphere. But not everyone understands this the same. Some may not even feel a change at all, they only notice others acting different do to the full circle in the sky.

I think when the moon is full any artistic mind out there is running at it's most efficient. I mean fuck, where did the full moon theory come from. Maybe it came from someone explaining that when it is a full moon you are able to see more at night, thus seeing things that you wouldn't ordinarily see. Fuck that, the moon lights up the night but not that much. Never have I been out on a full moon night and been like, "holy shit I've never seen that shit before...but since it's a full moon I can totally see it!" Crazy goth fucks like to go out and do their silly worshiping bullshit on a full moon cuz they believe that is when their is more evil energy out there to consume. Those fucks make the full moon a fuckin' fairy tale. First there isn't anything out there to worship, except Oprah. God was an idea put on this earth so everyone would have something to love, worship and fear. Likewise, there ain't no enemy of god below us turning baby kittens in a big cast iron bowl filled with boiling blood awaiting us to have too much fun(sin) so then we can take over the duties of stirring baby cats for eternity.
The full moon is a natural astrological occurrence that happens from time to time that no one can stop but everyone can see(the exact opposite of god). The big jist of this blog is to just open your minds and think about something you normally wouldn't. I could be way off and you could possibly be done reading this blog by now. Either way, you most likely will continue on after this and hopefully hold a conversation about the full moon and it's theories. If that is done then my mission is accomplished.
If you do think I have something here then consider this....December 21st, 2012. Is that the day our sun will move into direct alignment with the equater of the Milky Way Galaxy? We all have heard about the crazy year of 2012, and for any one of us that aren't sold to Religion then we could possibly look it over due the mass quantities of scared bitches out there hoping for some kind of life after death making that date a historic one in the way of GOD. I believe that it could possibly be the day when the Magnetic poles might change. If that were to happen, maybe all the artistic mother fuckers out there will begin to rule the earth using love and creativity, and everyone else will drink the Kool-Aid in hopes to find GOD.
I personally would like to add that I am knee deep on heavy doses of Seven & Seven, Celexa and Sleeping Medication, so use your best judgement when reading my wordz. But bring this shit up in a conversation with a group of your homies that just ate a lot of pot brownies, but only if they ate pot.
Eating pot is a whole different then smoking it. When you eat pot your body produces what's called Eleven Hydroxy Metabolite, which can give you a better physicodelic trip.
Fuck, anyway I am done for now. If you want to learn more about the shit I just spit then pick up the book The Mystery of 2012 and check out kroq.com, click on Kevin and Bean, go to their Podcast for April 18th and listen to the interview with Joe Rogan.

Peace Fuckers-ShotX

Thursday, March 6, 2008

kick my Ass

FUCK ALL THAT GRAMMAR SHIT RIGHT NOW. misspelled WORDZ, WHO GIVES A FUCK. NO REALLY WHO GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT A MISSPELLED WORD WHEN IT COMES TO A BLOG. SOMETIMES YOU JUST WANNA SIT DOWN AND TYPE THE FUCK AWAY. aIN'T i RIgHT???? dON'T YOU JUST WANNA JUMP UP ON THAT KEYBOARD AND JUST GO THE FUCK OFF. pOP YOURSELF A COUPLE OF PILLS & DRINK A NICE COLD SO-CO AND WHO GIVES A FUCK. i JUST HAD TO CHECK MINE TO SEE IF i PUT ANYTHING ELSE IN IT, i DID, so IM COOL MOTHA FUCKAS. sORRY FOR THE FREAK OUT.
wHO JUST WANTS TO PUNCH SOMEONE SomeTIMES. tHAT WHOLE DAY YOU BE EYEBALLIN' EVeRY MOTHA FUCK WALKING BY IN HOPES FOR THE fUck nuTS TO TURN AROUND AND START TALKING TRASH. YoU INVISION YouRSeLF INSTIGATING SOmE sHIT BY TALKING trASH ON THE FaGO'S OVERLY GAY SHIRT. tHEN HE STEPs UP TO YOU, RIGHT IN YOUR FACE. tHIS IS ABOUT THE TIME YOU GET PUMPED THE FUCK UP. YouR KNEES START SHAKING FROM EXCITEMENT. tHIS GuY IS MUCH BIGGER THEN YOU AND YOU LOVE IT, CUZ FOR SOME DERANGED REASON YOU WANNA GET YOUR ASS STOMP. tHIS IS BETTER THEN WINNING IF YOU ASK ME. sO THEN THE DANCE BEGINS. tHIS GUYS IS BIG, BUT FUCK IM DRUNK, PISSED AND TRAINED WITH HOPES OF GETTIN' BEAT. tHE BIG BITCH THROWS A COUPLE TELEGRAPHED JABS aND i RETURN WITH LITTLE BITCH SLAPS TO HOPEFULLY PISS HIM OFF so HE REVs BACK THE MIGHTY BLOW THAT WILL END MY NIGHT. hE COMES BACK AT ME EVEN DUMMER AND I GET OUT OF THE WAY AND GIVE HIM TWO LOVE TAPS ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD. tHEN ThE ShIT TALKING BEGINS. lIKE I'LL SAY, "IT OKAY SWEAT HEART YOUR JUST NOT OLD ENOUGH TO RIDE THE COASTER." wHICH IN TURN PISSES HIM OFF AND HE DECIDES TO COME AT ME. sO THEN i MOVE OUT OF THE WAY LIKE A MATADOR IN A BULL FIGHT AND AS HE GOES BY I GIVE HIM A COUPLE MORE LOVE TAPS TO THE EARS. nOW THE GUY WHO STEPPED UP IS EXTREMELY PISSED OFF AND SCREAMS,"iF YOU WANNA FIGHT LIKE A FUCKING BITCH THEN GO FIND A CUNT BAG OUT THERE TO CHALLENGE YOU, YOU PUSSY. NOW, UNFORTUNATELY FOR THE BAG OF SUCK i'M BRAWLIN' WITH, HE SAID THE WRONG THINGS. nOW HE COULD POSSIBLE DIE. i TELL HIM TO BRING IT ON AND CHARGES OUT ME. tHEN I GET A RIST LOCK ON HIS LOWER BACK AND SLAM HIM DOWN. QUICKLY AFTER MY KNEE IS ON HIS CHEST ANGLED DOWN FROM HIS RIGHT HanD sIde AS I UNLEASH COUNTLESS BLOWS TO HIS NOW NOT SO PRETTY OF A FACE. HE ATTEMPTS A SLOPPY JAB TO MY GRILL BUT I COUNTER WITH A REVERSE ARM BAR TO THE WEAKlY THROWN PUNCH. aS I SPIN AROUND I FORCEFULLY SLAM MY RIGHT HEEL DOWN HIS FUCKIN' THROAT AnD WHIP BACK WITH HIS ARM IN TOW. tHEN i SLAMM 2 THE GROUND WITH MY RIGHT LEG OVER HIS THROAT AND FLEX MY HIPS UP with HiS ARM Firmly AgAInst My CHesT aND HiS PalM uP AS i BREAK HIS ARM. buT NOW IS WHEN THE FUN STARTS. oNE BIG DUDE NEVER TRAVELS ALONE. tHREE OF HIS BIG BUDDIES JUMP IN AND GIVE ME THE BEATING I WAS WAITING FOR. mAN THAT'S ALL i WANTED, Just 2 WalK awAY with Some BrUISEs, MaYbe I BlAcK eye, AnD enougH SatIFaCaTION 2 Not HAve 2 fIGHt fOR a CouPLE mORe WeeKs. basically WHaT i am SAYING IS I HATE THE MIDDLE MEN SHIT. either way, i still go home and fuck my beautiful wife...I love you baby!!!!!!!!!!!!
LOVE SHOTX

Monday, February 25, 2008

Suposed Wrong Deeds......

I enjoy doing things the suposed "wrong way" in front of suposed "good people", like drinking in public. I'll mix a lot of brandy with a little mountain dew(known as a boogie man), go to the local book store and hang out by the magazine rack. I'll find the most politically accepted looking creature, typically sportin' a tucked in button up with shoes that would be hard to run away from the cops in and stand right behind him.
Now I won't be over obvious and breath like a fat bitch getting fuct from behind, but I will make it known that my 64 oz. am/pm fountain drink has been severly tainted. Once I know he has noticed the boo's on my breath I'll nonchalantly walk in front of him towards the 'porno' section. I'll sift through all the dirty mags slowly and intently as if I know exactly what I am looking for. By now the civilized yuppie has casually began eyeing me without making it apparent.
I then will find the dirtiest, most detailed guy on guy mag', pull it out and begin to flip through the pages with the cover facing our proud tax-paying subject. Next I will just stand there waiting with the offensively, unpleasent magazine covering my face from the nose down....allowing only my eyes to peer over awaiting for awkward eye contact. Once eye contact has been made, I'll lower the magazine and just stare as if I saw an Alice Cooper look-a-like getting fuct by a diseased three-legged donkey. Then I'll just keep staring this guy down like he's the one who killed my father until he breaks the freakishly strange point in time he unfortunetly had to share with a drunk and deranged individual he found at the book store.
Most likely he'll put the magazine back on the rack and leave without buying a thing, and for the rest of the day my eyes will be at the beginning or end of each one of this broken business man's thoughts. After it's all said and done, I'll go home.
-ShotX

Go SATaN!!!!!!??!!!

Am I the only one in this universe that believes in the harsh reality that the majority of this country is a bunch of scared little bitches? They all seem to be running away from the truth like a rabbit from a wolfe and hiding from death like an open bottle of whiskey in a pulled over chevy. Why run away from the truth? Isn't that what sets us free? And why hide from death? Isn't that the only certainty in life we all share? Would it be wrong of me to say selling yourself to a dogmatic religion is like buying insurance for a car that you'll never drive? In other words; go to church, praise jesus, and get a V.I.P. pass to a club you will never find 'cuz it doesn't exsist. This is all my opinion and you are allowed to hate it. But my opinion has set me free.
If your'e a hardcore christian you most likely think that I am the devil and that's fine. Unaware, closed minded, naive mortals such as fagets that believe in the exoteric christian faith make me wanna paint my face pail and bump Marilyn Manson in a baptist church parking lot while i piss on the bible. So go ahead and hate me for believing in what's certain, and I'll continue to make fun of you for running scared.
666,
ShotX

HaLO OvER HoRNS

I'M FIGHTIN' BETWEEN THE CROSS AND THE TRITON/
I GOT A HALO OVER HORNS BUT NEITHER ARE SURVIVNG/
I FEEL DEPRIVED- DON'T KNOW IF I'LL EVER DIE/
POSSIBLE IMMORTAL MAN ALWAYS BE ALIVE/
LIKE ON ONE SIDE I FEEL LIKE IT'S ALL JUST A LIE/
CUZ IF GOD'S SO FUCKIN' GREAT WHY DID NOAH BOYE DIE/
AND I TRY TO FUCKIN' LISTEN BUT I CAN'T BE A CHRISTIAN/
CUZ IT'S ALL HIPOCRITICAL BULLSHIT THAT THEY'RE PREACHING/
ACTING LIKE THEY'RE TEACHING BUT THEY'RE REALLY POCKET REACHING/
STEALING YOUR OWN OPINION WITH THAT SHIT THAT THEY'RE FEEDING/
NOW I KNOW MY FEELINGS SOUND A LITTLE OUT OF REASON/
BUT I'M JUST TRYING TO FIND SOME KIND OF MOTHA FUCKIN' MEANING/
CUZ AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED THAT AIN'T SOMETHING TO BELIEVE IN/
ALL THOSE STORIES JUST SOUND WAY TOO DAMN DECIEVING/
LIKE THE MIRICALES THEY SPEAK OF, WHY CAN'T I SEE ONE/
CUZ IF JESUS WALKED ON WATER IN FRONT OF ME I'D BE HIS SON/