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This is what I got to wake up to today. A comment on my music video for “October”.
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Perhaps it’s because it was 6am and I was angry I had to wake up and go to work that I was so “harsh”....but probably not.
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I have a very very small handful of wonderful, loyal fans...and then the rest are people like this, who think they know me or what I’m about. Who leave strange cryptic, passive aggressive comments where you’re not sure if they’re for you, or against you. Or the trolls who dedicate every waking hour to make fake profiles to call me everything from an asshole to a pedophile, spamming my fans and followers just to try to bring me down....this is what I deal with behind the scenes. This is why I’ve had a stagnant 2 thousand followers for years...and why I’ve given up on trying to “make it”. And why I’m sick and tired of people asking me why I’m not famous yet.
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Just in case you were wondering what I go through or what I have done to try and succeed. I pour my heart and soul into creating things, only to get 17 “likes”, while someone holds a coffee mug up or reposts a pumpkin meme, and their fans and followers are in the thousands and only growing. I’m done.
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Hey, but catch me tonight talking to @allhallowsgeek about my art and music and love for Halloween! And hopefully I don’t take out my anger on the poor guy! Haha.
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Happy Halloween!!
¿puede haber alguien mas feo?
no se me pudo ocurrir otro estereotipo de una persona realmente ñoña y fea.
This is a T-intersection. I'm in the right lane, which can turn right or left. The left lane is left only. Each morning, during rush hour, there are many more people turning right. When we got to the intersection, there was no one in the left lane, yet this woman decided to stay in the right lane with her left blinker going, keeping me and most of the other people behind me from turning right and going on our merry way. Thanks a lot, lady. You're all heart.
Taken at the Demolition Derby at the Butter Festival Fairgrounds in Reedsburg, June 16, 2012. Published in the Reedsburg Independent, June 21, 2012.
Someone broke my moms back window tonight... Also, it be
Someone broke my moms back window tonight... Also, it's ironic that the step-bitch is here...
(220/365) This guy passed my car from the service side of the road (the one you're not allowed to drive in), hitting my left sideview mirror. If this wasn't Ramadhan I'd... patience, calm down, whoooshaaa...
If you see this car with the same license plate, give the driver a middle finger for me.
Quelqu'un ici, a photographié une œuvre de Albert Hirsch dédiée à René Char.
En écho, voici un extrait de Lettera Amorosa. (en musique s'il vous plait...)
"Ce fut, monde bénit, tel mois d'Eros altéré, qu'elle illumina le bâtit de mon être, la conque de son ventre : je les mêlai à jamais.
Et ce fut à telle seconde de mon appréhension qu'elle changea le sentier flou et aberrant de mon destin en un chemin de parélie pour la félicité furtive de la terre des amants."