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COMPLETELY BORED

2009-10-25T09:00:00.001-07:00

BLAH!

singolarita dimensionale, part 7.7

2009-10-25T08:03:00.001-07:00

"welcome to the plane of reality where the battle between the door of existence, and the chasm of non existence will take place creature." barney fife said as they entered a place where the ground was flat and smooth, and the sky was pitch black. "is this place a planet of some sort?" the creature simply asked, his mind still getting used to all of the feelings nad sounds his body was making. "no... this is a plane, a plane! at any rate, on the exact oppisite sides of this plain are the door of existence, and the chasm of non existence. anything that IS exists, and anything that ISNT is non existent." barney yawned, he was anxious to get to morgan before his worst fears came true.

the creature started thinking about it for a second before realizing that most awful of truths. "so that means... everyone that alpha and omega has nothinged... is on the side of non existence! but wait a second... if something goes from existence to non existence then wouldnt that mean that thing doesnt exist any more?" the creature questioned with out really thinking things through. barney fife stood there quietly, lettign the creature talk his way through it, not really knowing the answer to anything at this point.

"i mean think about it, if something where to stop existing, and then dissappear completely, then they wouldnt have a single atom left over. not one... so how can we fight an enemy we cant see, hear or feel coming towards us?" barney fife smirked. "thats just it creature, we cant see, or hear, or fel them. we dont know which way theyll be coming, or how many of them there will be... all we known for sure is that if the non existent win... then there wont be anything left to celebrate." the two stared at the white plain for the longest time, wondering if theo ther would try to come up with a theory or at least how to combat an unknown enemy.

"well, youre right about one thing barney... we have to get to morgan before its too late. i know a shortcut." the creature shouted as he barreled into the door of existence while barney fife raised a hand in warning. but it was too late, the door had swallowed him whole, leaving barney fife on his own, with a terrifying knot of doubt rippling through out his body. he stared at the other end of theb attle field for the longest time, hearing the rumblings of an ever growing chasm of anti existence, watching as an unseen light bathed upon him. "you wont win... i wont let you." barney said as he prepared to fight.

the creature was shot out at a random location in space and time, and beheld what would become if the war with non existence was lost. he was floating in space, no it couldnt even be called that. it looked as if there was nothing. absolute nothingness. it looked as if colossal claws had shredded existence as f it were a painting, and revealed what truly laid behind the very veil of reality. shimmering, gleaming, twisted anti existence had pushed its way through. the creature couldnt even be sure that it could be even called an it, or even a what for that matter. it had no soul, no heart, no exact form that he could even describe.

"I AM THE VOICE OF THE ANTI EXISTENCE!" a voice erupted inside the creatures being, it was as if the voice were a prerecorded tape, playing over and over in his brain like a emeory of something being said, just barely on the cusp of his memory. "HEED MY WORD, CREATURE THAT EXISTS! THIS IS YOUR FUTURE! THIS IS YOUR WORK! YOUR VERY BEING HERE HAS BECOME THIS TIME! YOUR VERY EXISTENCE, IS THAT OF NON EXISTENCE! YOUR MASTER SHALL DIE BY YOUR HANDS! YOUR CREATOR WILL FAIL AND ALL WILL FALL TO THE CLAWS OF THE ANTI!" the creature felt something, or had felt like at one point he felt something pulling him back through the tattered remains of the door of existence. his mind filled with doubt, his heart shaken by the words he didnt remember remembering, his thoughts only of the image he saw or remembered seeing.

the unseen force pulling him back, and whipped him into the randomness against his will, his being, and his very core, into an unknown destination, time, and place, all the while the creatures thoughts on finding morgan before it was to late. the chaos around him swirled like some sort of twisted painting, until finally it settled. he looked around, still disoriented by the trip, by the memeries and find himself staring at the back of morgans head. "caasi, would you do the honors?" the human said with a smile.

the creature looked at what lay in front of him, and found that the four of them had been surrounded on all side by what looked like purple crabs with poodle missile launchers with top hats and monocles. "pi pip cheerio!" a purple crab said behind them. before it had a chance to act it was peirced through the middle by a giant katana. "SCATTER STAB!" he heard caasis voice say.

morgan turned around and saw that the creature had returned to him, but something was wrong, something was very, very wrong.

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i think this is the first time ive ever been THIS wasted. period. enjoy the fucked up noise.

how kanye west should die

2009-10-24T17:22:00.001-07:00

IM FUCKING DRUNK!

2009-10-24T15:00:00.001-07:00

hear ye, hear ye, hear ye! im about to write another drunk blog, the greatsand thelsmalls, the rights nad the wrongs... fuck all... i need something a bit more... powerful. god damned that some nasty stuff. ok, lets begin with my current favorite subject, brian. god loves that little fucking goat fucker. you want to know why? because he fucks goats... and hes usually the one on the bottom.

in fact, i came up with al ittle rhyme for him to help him spread the word that brian quinones has swine flu, and hell deny it up and down... but its true, he does have it..

brian q has swine flu

hell deny till his face is blue

avoid him at all costs

or else your health will be lost

see? that wasnt so bad? but the truth of the matter, is that swine flu is nothing to joke about. not one ounce, so thats why in accordance to my fucking decree, brian must be drawn, quartered, nickled and dimed, and then injected with the vaccine, because his only real hope of actually pulling off a successful marriage.

speaking of the idea of him getting married, to me, thats like putting perfume on a peice of douchey shit. hes still that, whatever i just wrote. wow, that was a nice condensed peice of hate that everyone will enjoy... ive got some other words as well...

folks, it has been a way overdue time since ive actually ranted and raved about someone. so, ill attack the shemale known as hauptman111, because we all know that his clown shoe fetish is just public, and its in the loop, and EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT IT! why? well, lets start off iwth the simple reason that this "hauptan111" is really none other then uswins little bro, maybe... maybe not... the angry email ill get and post here will prove that fact that the two are connected. because as soon as thel ittle dude stopped posting crap about me, hauptman111 did the exact same thing. this is kinda like that scene in close encounters with the htird kind, where the dudes plaing the organ and so is the giant fucking ufo.

the fact of the matter is this folks: giant fucking ufos are somewhat intrusive in the act of sex. im not sure why, or how they would even fit into a vagina... though the vagina are very flexible. after all, brian was born, and he has a big assed ballon like head.

speaking of which, the balloon boy is a little emo bastard... or is that his attention starved father, who by all means may join brian on the bench of douche bags. the simple and elegant truth of the matter is this folks :kanye west is a fucking douchebag king fucker of them all. the one thing you aren ever supposed to do, is rape and piss on someones moment of fun like he did with taylor swift.

i hope that fucker burns in hell after hes ACTUALLY died. and the amazing fact of this whole thing is that its all related! douches wild!

Brian q has swine flu.

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Brian q has swine flu.

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as bored as i am right now...

2009-10-23T00:01:00.001-07:00

i think ive completely forgotten whatever the hell people are complaining about. i never mentioned anyones brother but i meant what i said, that i think freds friggin awesome in his philisopical views. however let me clarify something. if he contacts me with death threats i will sick the police on him for doing so. in other words, if he comes after me with ill will in his words there will be consequences. i never said anything about sicking the police on him if he said hi.

SO CALM THE FUCK DOWN! thanks a bunch, enjoy your life, and stop bugging me i guess.

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singolarita dimensionale, part 7.6

2009-10-22T16:53:00.001-07:00

the creature waited for the force of the explosions to hit him, but he found himself perfectly fine, time seemed to have stopped, at least, slowed to a halt. he could see barney fife walking towards him with a mencaing look on his face. my friend..." he began, heavily breathing, sumbling across as if some great realization had just crossed his mind. "i do hope youll forgive the theatrics, but i had to make the girlscouts of america believe i was on their side. in truth..." he leaned closer to the beasts massive head, the gleaming silver of the creatures teeth reflecting the bright orange skyline above them.

"you have a much greater purpose." barney fife said as he simply walked by. "this place, this dimension were in, is one of three in a greater war." the creature struggled to move but his joints were fused together. "it isnt a war of good and evil, although it could be said that it is a WAR none the less. no, no, no... this war, is far more important then the impolite bickering between two sode of the same coin." the creatures eyes followed barney fifes movements, not daring to look away from the molasses like momentum of the explosions or the frozen demonic faces of the girlscouts, still chanting their selfish motto.

"you see, dearest creature. we are at war with non existence." the human coughed a couple of times, looked up at the ragged remains of the girl scout, and then walked over and tapped the corpse on the head three times. the creature couldnt speak at all. "anti existence, if it wins, will do nothing. what i mean to say is... if non existence wins. there will be nothing, it will all end, time will come to a screeching halt, and then everything will dissapear in the blink of an eye." this concerned the creature a litttle as he watched the ragged corpse stand up only to have its leg bones puncture through the skin.

"you see creature, morgan is a very special person, with a unique set of allies that reside within his very being. these two beings are skeletal angels, but unlike the more usefull ones, they to do nothing to their victims, simply put, they just make them into nothing." barney fife jammed his hand through the ribcage of the corpse and ripped out her heart. the creature looked in horror at what barney fife had done.

"would you relax! this... thing... is just a mailbox. it has no emotions, no soul, no pulse, and much like you, she is purely mechanical with just a spark of electricty running through her circiuts, keeping her moving. oh yes... i completely forgot." barney threw the heart into the creature open mouth, pressed in one of his knuckles, and then snapped his fingers. the creature tried moving again and found that he could do better then move.

his chest took in air, and he ofund it cold. he touched the dirt on the gorund and found that it was smooth, and siffed the air and found it sweet. "just... what have you done to me?" he said, still concerned for this drastic change in his structure. "we dont have any time to talk about that right now, we MUST find morgan before he reaches the nightmare dimension!" barney fife said with an intense look in his eyes. "if morgan reaches the nightmare dimension, before we are able to get ot him, then the war between existence and non existence will become visible to all three dimensions!"

the creature understood perfectly for a small fraction of a second before becoming totally aware of himself. "THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING!? you mean to tell me that morgan has been tramping around with the keys to making everything nothing!?" barney nodded harshley. "are there any more pointless question you want to ask me before everything nothings?" the creature looked around himself. the girlscouts were still frozen in place, the faces contorted with rage and fury that he wouldnt buy their cookie.

"i have one more question for you." barney fife looked the beast square in the eyes, and for a single fraction of a second, the creature wet himself, just al ittle bit. "can we finish off troop eight seventy five?" barney fife smiled and started to fade away while snapping his fingers. "as you wish, me and the mailbox will be watching from the side lines for your victory. but after five minutes we disapear and you fight everything alone, understand?" the creature nodded greedily as he readied himself for his favorite attack.

"do it. buco nero infinito." barney fife snapped his fingers and time resumed as the creature unleashed his personal favortie attack. a microscopic red dwarf died, then an intense gravity well formed. "all done, this should take care of all those cookies... and that fucking explosion. lets go."

the two leftas the fire, force, and the girlscouts and the soccer moms were all painfully sucked into the blackhole that led to an infinite path of increasingly tinier blackholes.

in the singolarita dimensionale, doow and brian were chatting with the underside versions of themselves, each saying the same thing, in different ways, and none of them smart enough to figure it out. "what im saying is that weve been circling the same topic." "we keep saying the same stuff." doow and brian said collectively before a crystal shard appeared in the center of the plain, equal on both sides. "the war has begun between the door of existence, and chasm of non existence. we, the elders of time and space, require a hero that will step up to take the netire burden of winning this war, by himself. do you know any of that character?" adry and crackling voice said slowly.

doow thought for a second before taking notice of the chewed up lifesaver whimpering in the corner. "i think i might have hust the guy youre looking for." brian floated along side doow and said nothing. the q species didnt have any mouth to speak of, but he did have his thoughts. 'the one youre looking for has over powered the mecha fonze. you must follow the trail of the creature if you wish to find him.' the crystal shard said nothing in return, and the two of them waited for a response before going back to their pointles conversation.

morgan and caasi had traversed the deserts of the mindless, the sea of dimensions, and battled their way across many fights and wars. morgan barely remembered the normalcy of the waking dimension, nor could he fathom why he wished to do so. nordefet had taken up residence inside morgans mind as well but lent his physical form over to morgan as armor plating. caasi had become friends with treebeard after saving his life from a much bigger threat then he was. they had come to the nexus of existence, and there morgan beheld a sign.

"beware dreamer, for the place you now ponder entering, is the very place that shall become your tomb. enter if only your wish to see the great wonders in all of existence, throw away your life, and forget about eating for a whole week because we never have any left overs!" morgan was pissed off about the left overs, but he truly wanted to get back to resaec.

reseac returned through his fireplace into the classroom where kim and sarah were silently reading the books he had given them. it had been four weeks since she had come to this class,and sarah had yet to learn a single thing about the course she thought this was. she began shifting in her seat and glared at the clock. 'this is pointless,' she thought to herself. 'i have to be at work by six thirty, and this class doesnt end till five twenty nine!' she looked over at kim with a slight bit of interest. "so... ive been meaning to ask you kim... but how have you been since the whole dream thing?"

kim shifted in her seat, her blue eyes sifting through the pages like nothing was happening. "ive been... through a lot since that time sarah, it really hasnt been a fruitfull experience for me at all, but my minds opened up to a few possibilities, that maybe there are some interesting aspects to life that weve never thought about before. why do you ask?"

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HAHAHAHAHAHA!

2009-10-22T15:00:00.001-07:00

ok im bored:

lol, nothing really makes my day then making fun of people who make fun of me making fun of people making fun those first people who are making fun of me. i have no idea where that came from... i blame the 100% wheat bagel im munching on while writing this.

in this land of dreams

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the skinny cow

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2009-10-22T13:33:00.001-07:00

if you like persistent people, barney fife, and poking fun at disney, then youll love this entry into the series!

singolarita dimensionale, part 7.5

2009-10-22T13:21:00.001-07:00

as barney fife snored, the girl scouts of america slammed into the creature with a force only the crackheads of new york would be able to comprehend. "hey, geto ff me... that TICKLES!" the creature said calmly as the little scouts hits felt like more of a message then anything else. "hey! this aint so bad, a little to the left!" the creature said happily, but then realized that they werent giving him a messagel ike he thought. he looked all over his body to find that they had placed exploding snickerdoodles all over his body. and they would not come off.

"BUY OUR COOKIES OR WE WONT BE LOVED!" shouted one girlscout, "I WANT DADDY ALL FOR MYSELF!" said another particularly ragged looking girl who had tattered her uniform and had also accidenlty placed a number of exploding cookies on her face out of habit. "um... shit." was all the creature could say before the miniture explosions sent him flying into the air, slamming him through many scenes of extreme gore and sickness that he could only attribute to the disney channel. "NO! NOT HANNAH MONTANNA! ANYTHING BUT HANNAH MONTANA!" he shouted in fear as a teeny bopper country singer started singing about family values, corperate sales, and forced virginity.

the explosions rocketed him still further into the sky which had gradually been darkening for an unknown reason. "BUY OUR COOKIES OR DADDY WONT GIVE ME A PONY!" said the same ragged looking girl, who just by coincidence had been launched by the rest of her troop. "SON OF A BITCH YOU PEOPLE JUST DO NOT GIVE UP DO YOU!?" the creature screamed in fear as the cookies explosions slammed them head first into each other. "WHY WONT YOU BUY MY COOKIES!?" she screamed in frustration. "BECAUSE I DONT LIKE YOU ANYMORE!" the creature roared back, equally as frustrated by this turn of events.

"yep, he should be landing here any time now." barney fife said in an unflinching tone of voice. the small town sheriff took two or three steps to the left and yawned as the creature and the girlscout slammed into the ground, sending huge chunks of earth into the sky where they just kind of floated there. "WHY!? WHY WONT YOU BUY MY COOKIES!? DONT YOU THINK IM PRETTY!?" the psychotic girlscout asked in a furious andeven more forceful tone then the creature had ever known. "YEAH! YOUR PRETTY SOMETHING ALRIGHT! HAVE A TASTE OF YOUR OWN COOKIES YOU PSYCHOTIC BITCH!" the creature shouted as his hand shoto ut, grabbed a large amount of cookies, and shoved them down her throat.

he then proceeded to run like hell for fear of being sent into the same area as sky as the girl scouts of america swarmed over him, awaiting barney fifes orders. "girls, i want you... to give him the special treatment. you know the one." he yawned again and stood still as the ragged girlscout exploded into a fiery inferno as she did some serious soul searching in the last two seconds of whatever kind of life she had. "damn it... now i gotta sew her back up... again." the sheriff growled. "she gets dumber every time. oh well."

the creature was now covered in rainbow, butterfly, heart, pony, and princess barbie stickers. he was at his wits end, he was covered in girly stickers, and he didnt want to displease resaec. something had to be done about this. he stopped for a second to consider going into retail, but didnt have much choice in the matter because another hundred explosions sent him flying back to hannah montana where she clobbered him with her disney contract, and then read him the clause about giving them her first born son. "THIS IS TOO FUCKING CRU-" and then kanye showed up. "ID LIKE TO TAKE THIS MOMENT TO SAY THAT IM THE BEST THATS EVER BEEN, AND TAYLORS JUST A LITTLE BITCH WHITE GIRL WHO CANT SING! THIS AWARD SHOULD GO TO BRITTANY!" the creature was even more confused.

"WHERE THE HELL AM I!?" and then barney fife showed up again. with the biggest stockpile of c4 and hand grenades ever. "you know what this is?" he asked casually as if showing a kid a peice of candy. "this is a pile of boom." the creatures eyes started to water up from the sheer level of dissapointment he had in himself. "boom?" he asked in a squeaky fearful voice. barney nodded happily. "boom." he said definitively.

the swarm of girlscouts buzzed around the creaure with deadly fire in their eyes. they chanted their demented motto over and over again. "BUY OUR COOKIES OR MOMMY WONT GIVE US HUGS!" the creature had a sudden thought in his head about buying some of the fucking cookies so they would just leave him alone. but that thought was quickly dismissed as time seemed to slow down and he saw the stockpile slowly explode into a flurry of fire and shrapnel. his body paralyzed by the sudden realization that he would be buying girlscout cookies the rest of his natural life after this.

he watched in terror as barney fife, the lord of where ever the fuck he was, mouthed the words "buy their boom." and faded into the oncoming explosion as five hundred shockwaves slammed through his body, fusing the joints in place so he couldnt avoid the homing shrapnel.

"oh you have GOT to be fucking kidding m-"

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in this land of dreams

2009-10-21T21:49:00.001-07:00

in this land of dreams

i stand alone on one island made two

one side red

the other side blue

in the middle is a dark grey area

of little value

no cause for hysteria

alone i stand deciding where i should side

in the red is my anger

in the blue is where i cry

in the grey is the numbness i feel all around

no cause for hysteria

not one sound

in this land of dreams

i am forced to stay

a lost cause of the red or blue

is a lost cause for the grey

of where i should stand i do not know

in this land of dreams

only false winds blow

this dangerous thought of taking taking that one step

to the left i rage

to the right i cry

to the left is the red

to the right is the blue

in the middle is me

but i do not see you

in this land of dreams

i am forced to stay

completely nuetral

while all things fade and go away

there is no hope

there is no faith

in this land of dreams

only the false words have play...

um... yeah...

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another audio quip

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well what can i say folks? i have the gift of the gab! i think, but dont think before speaking, so... there you go!

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something fucking funny!

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sogno della dinistia: singolarita dimensionale, part 1

2009-10-21T14:24:00.001-07:00

as the god of terror resaec flew calmly down the hole of the screaming shadows, one thought and only one thought came to mind. 'i must be rid of these two... everytime i am close to acheiving my ultimate goals, they appear and all has gone to waste. more importantly, this rainbow colored clown wige does nothing to improve my fear inducing levels... i must be rid of this contraption once and for all!' he rocketed towards an unknown destination as his thoughts become clouded with thoughts of vengeance and better fear inducing clothing.

caasi gavin fell a little more ungracefully then she had expected, but was releived as morgan caught her hand the the walls of the portal reached inwards and swiped at her ankles, missing them by only a few inches. "ive got ya!" morgan said as a shadowy fist passed through his head, messing up his hair slightly. his mind still torn over the loss of his friends, and his mind dead set on destroying the overlord of the nightmare dimension that had set this whole sceme up. "i dont know what hes after, but were going to put a stop to it, once and for all!" caasi looked back up at her husband with a little hint of nervousness in her eyes. resaec had done something to her mind, something that couldnt be undone.

as they flew through the twisting and constantly forking portal of screaming shadows, morgan was consistently annoyed at some of the lame insults the shadows threw at him. "YOUR FACE IS UGLY LIKE THE BACK OF MY MOUTH!" "wha?" morgan asked confused at the whole thing. "I KNOW YOU ARE BUT WHY AM I!?" again, morgan could only looked confused as he saw the familiar shape of a monkey furiously typing an angry letter to his local congressman about the rapid decline in banana imports. "and furthermore, i hate you because you hate bananas! signed, earl t. monkey." morgan was even more frightened by the sound of a green blobish thing jollying its way towards them.

"I WANT PUDDING!" even caasi had to question the sanity of the shadows who were supposedly trying to scream. "where are we going?" she asked, ignoring all the lame insults being thrown their way. "i dunno, but i can feel a strong pull towards the center of this portaled place. how are you holding up?" morgan asked his wife, never letting go of her hands. then he suddenly got a bright idea and slung her up on his back and slamming his face into the wall of the lame shadows.

"YOU-""ARE-""A-""UGLY-""NEWCASTLE BEER!" morgan couldnt take the rampant idiocy in the tunnel and increased his speed drasticly to get to the center of it all. "oh my crapping angry concerned typing monkeys..." morgan said as the end of the tunnel opened up to an empty space four hundred times the size of the sun. in the center was resaec, the god of terror, the overlord of the nightmare dimension, the terrofying wearer of the rainbow clown wig. "i see that you have passed through the portal of the screaming shadows alive... but not unscathed." morgan was more angry then annoyed at this point. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU DESIGN IT WITH LAME INSULTS!?" morgan wanted to know that single fact right off the bat before he pummeled resaec within inches of his life yet again.

"that is not important, lost wolf. what is important is what i am about to do to you and your... wife. you see, this place is the singolarita dimensionale, the place where all three dimensions intersect with one another. and at the very dead center of this wholesome little place where all the sleeping creatures of the multiverse pass through to get to their own dreams, nightmares, or comas... its unfortunate, but it happens..." "GET TO THE POINT!" caasi screamed with little patience for her former masters long winded speeches. "very well. this place, is in essence, a blackhole for the imagination with three very different white hole destinations. but you must first live with the enemies you have defeated on the battlefield in a world divided by three."

resaec disapeared into the center of the blackwhole laughing the entire way. "this isnt goo-" morgan said, but was interrupted by and instantly intense pull of gravity. "HOLD ON AS TIGHT AS YOU CAN CAASI!" he screamed as he saw areas of the dream dimension made of gold and silver and diamonds that were being eaten by the truck loads, lands where fire hydrants and scratching posts battled litterboxes and chewtoys. places where barney the purple dinosaur ruled with an iron bloody fist as children were forced to sing lousy songs about the power of fisting basketballs.

scenes of degradation and decadance that were too horrid or strange to be described, flew past at an irrational pace until there was a giant sucking sound as everything disapeared. no light, no sound, no up or down, absolute nothingness. morgan felt caasis heartbeat against his back. he felt her breath on the back of his neck, but couldnt hear a single word she was saying.

and then they both fell towards a brightly burning, brightly colorful, and powerfully sweet smelling plane only forty acres across. a house ripped up from the ground as they got closer and closer to it. the house then jutted outwards and upwards three hallways that exploded into three different and oddly shaped houses. the first was nothing more then a complex and confusing array of staircases and rooms that defied all reason or logic. the second house was nothing more then a mindbending optic illusion that disoriented the senses and even more so the sense of dirention. the third house was the most curious of all three.

it had a cartoonish look to it, brightly colored, akwardly designed, and strangely constructed out of springs, gears, bars, and food. "YES! FOOD! IM SO FRIGGIN HUNGRY!" morgan screamed in joy, some how, caasi knew that was going to be his first reaction.

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THANK YOU KANYE DOUCHEWALKER... for fucking up twitter.

2009-10-21T14:03:00.001-07:00

ok folks, im in a bit of a mood. you want to know why? because kanye has decided yet again to display his douchiness to us all by fucking up twiter. ever since he posted the video "we were once a fairytale" in which he dances, screws, barfs rose peddles, stabs himself, and al ittle emo rat (which he should really consider killing himself for doing this to all us twitter addicts... DONT JUDGE ME!) kills itself. now im no psychologist, and there have been plenty of people to try to pinpoint where exactly my mental state is actually in, but it would seem that our little attention whore rapper bitch, that is his new official name folks, wear it thin, WEAR IT THE MOTHERFUCKING THIN, is wanting even more attention. this isnt really something that should surprise any of us... because he was on either oprah or dr. "random analogy" phil complaining that he had made a mistake with swift.

REALLY!? WE COULDNT FIGURE THAT OUT IN THE FIRST PLACE! THANK YOU FOR POINTING THAT OUT!

but isnt the point of getting AWAY fro mthe spotlight to actually stay away from attention? and instead we get a little 11m inute emo video about random things happening to a star. yeah, weve all woken up with our hands tied stuffed inside some milfs vagina while a goat nibbles our short hairs and jimmy buffet plays in the background... but thatsn ot happened to me.... honestly. ok i lied... IT WAS VEGAS BABY!

but the truth of the matter is this... we hate kanye, kanye likes attention, kanye PURPOSEFULLY put the video up, then a day later, took it down and twitted that he killed himself. as if this doesnt draw attention enough, his girlfriend gets in on the act. FURTHERING THE ATTENTION. and the brilliance is this folks, kanye posts that he "taking a break from the spotlight to reflect" but for all we know he could be plotting yet ANOTHER publicity stunt for his upcoming album "OMG I SCREWED TAYLOR SWIFTY" yeah.... that feels about right.

if your tired of this douche like i am, then boycott his music. he doesnt deserve any more sales, he should be raped in the only truest meaning for any recording artist. his music should be pirated, illegally copied, and then layed out to bad dragonball z amvs... just like poor linken park... those unssuspecting bastards.

Brian theymcasmanwhore

2009-10-21T14:01:00.001-07:00

Its funny because its true. He really did "take in a lot of costumers".

Posted via email from The mind of Morgan James Gavin

MY APOLOGY TO USWIN WOOD, SO SUCK IT STUPID RABBIT MAN!

2009-10-14T11:24:00.001-07:00

uswin wood, i, morgan james gavin, do declare thati have been acting both uncouth, and not very smart in regaurds to you. i here by apologize for all theoretically impossible accusations that i have made against your person. i have a little respect for you, anf for that im giving you this apology, not because i wanted to, but because web stalkers all over the world are giving me shit about it. this is precisely as sincere as i can get with you since the stupid rabbit man, george grant/hauptman111/whoever the hell else, has decided to chronicle my blogs in an attemtp to better understand my mind... which by all accounts is a little hard to do, even by my standards.

so to end this debacle of a situation, im apologizing, plain and simple. get ready because here it comes, and you dont want to blink.

im sorry.

there. see, that wasnt as hard i thought it was going to be. i would apologize in person, but the only possible place could meet you, i have been banned from by robert... who i do not apologize to. ever again. but thats besides the point, uswin wood, im focusing on you here. because of what i have seen and remembered of you, you are both humble and, dare i say it for fear of armegeddon, kind. no, let me take that back, because i have to just get this out of my system while at the same time, trying not to get vulgar. you are kind and humble, when not making fun of people, recounting tales of your own stupidity, or just plain making an ass out of yourself. your intelligent as well, it takes a real man to go out into the wilderness and get to shooting other men with pain pellets. so in that regaurd you are humble and kind.

but i digress from the simple fact that this apology, because it is just that, an apology to satisfy those that think they are above my in some way or another, when we are all on equal ground, despite interior thinking. i apologize for calling you out as a trekkie spanker. which is all i did in realty. i apologize that you let your fear of what others would think of you get in the way of yo urealizing that this is the exact same prank that brian and darryl pulledo n me, because they thought it would be funny. now you understand the anger and substantial fear that i went through myself. i also apologize that despite what you may or may not think of me, that you all fell into place just as i predicted, and reacted just the way i planned for you to react.

i apologize that the one whose greatest weakness is his greatest strength did not even think of the possibility that maybe there was more to this thought originally thought. because there was, it was all a social experiment, a carefully planned out one that all who were supposed to do their parts, did them perfectly well and without knowing. there was no harm intended, and trust me, it took a lot of restrain to blurt it out in front of your faces like i wanted to. i apologize that your feeling were hurt, i apologize that you had to whine at me through other people instead of confronting me like a real man about the whole thing. i apologize that i found out the sort of person you are, rather then dealing with the situation your self, you have other people do the work for you with out ever having to get your hands dirty.

lifes a bitch, people do stupid things, for even stupider reasons, and like a single pebble in a pond, everything rippled, raged, and ranted about what a horrible person i am with out considering that maybe it was all one big plan. i apologize uswin, to the smartest man who ocldve figured it all out, i apologize deeply and with a great sense of pride that i pulled the greatest experiment ever and the data i gathered was absolutley critical to what im about to do next.

i apologize to the people who thought that you were a pedophile, who now have seeds of doubt about both your character and mine, who are both furious and laughing. i apologize because i want to apologize, and not because others want me to. ill let you in on something that im particularly good at doing. i know how to bait something just right, to hook you on a single though and have it drag your around till you get ready to do something about it. im prefectly capable of creating drama when there should be none.

the reason you need me to apologize to to feel good about yourself. congratualtions, uswin, you got what all the sock puppets wanted.

im sorry. im so desperately sorry. im incredibly sorry that it tickles me red in the face that people whom you have direct influence over have done the same thing to me as i have to them, and they think its alright to blame me for their misfortune. i hate the fact that everything worked out to plan, something i started, i finished. amazing aint it doc?

so to you, and you alone, i apologize for all the ways your feelings have been hurt. but, i dont apologize for one thing alone. that you were unable to leave this alone, that you were unable to tell brian to take down the picture of me, that you alone couldve realized that it was a direct mirror of what they did to me. and now you understand the dangers of pranking me.

ill apologize for one more thing, because im in a giving mood. i apologize... well, i apologize because as long as brian keeps that pic of me up there on his profile, i will not remove the posts. those are my terms and ocnditions for removal of the oh so horrible thing i mustve done to you for other to get involved.

and that IS my apology, and its out their for all to see.

i apologize dearest uswin, because now i have the greatest idea for a story based upon the data i have gathered. and this is sincere, whether you or rabbit man want to beleive it or not.

signed, written, and dictated by morgan james gavin this fourteenth of october, in the year of 2009.

singolarita dimensionale, part 5

2009-10-14T10:19:00.001-07:00

the creature and morgan rushed towards each other as the landscape changed to a chaotic place full of blazing wars between humans and surprisingly intelligent marshmallows. "WHY WONT YOU COME BACK TO ME!?" morgan screamed at the top of his lungs as the combination of explosions and bullets whizzing by did little to phase the two. "I HAVE NO CHOICE IN THE MATTER!"  the creature roared as he jumped into the air with a thousand chains ripping out of his body. "terra que cinzela o furacão!" the creature spun with a untainted ferocity as wind picked up random soldiers from both sides. the landscape changed again to an inverted world of rubber walls and floating spiky objects talking about highly spiritual matters. "ILL NOT LET YOU WIN SO EASILY!" morgan screamed as he whipped the thousand foot chain as hard as he could around the creatures legs. the creatures spinning attack smashed morgan into the rubber wall and launched him into a group of the spiky objects. "i beleive in god, but i dont believe in you!" one fiarly grumpy spiky object said to another. "fuck off!" its companion said in reply. "TODESGRIEFER: TAIFUN!" morgan screamed in retailiation as the creature was spun even faster, sending him rapidly bouncing from one wall to the next, impacting on every spiky object that was in his unfortunate way. the landscape changed again to a ten billion lightyear wide plane of green lasers and a google of mirrored disco balls. "OH MY FUCKING GO-" the creature screamed as his almost in destructable body was sliced into shreds as he flew into hundreds of green lasers after another. he quickly repaired himself but not before morgan launched another attack. "TODESGRIEFER: BLITSHLAG!" the typhoon of sharp edged chain links split into three equal tornados at morgan direct command. they spun violently as morgan stood there in silence, hoping hte creature would come to his senses. "why? whos controlling you? we can free you if you give me a chance to help you! i know youre not the beast, youre something more! i need you as an ally in my fight against the god of terror!" the creature was panting, his blazing red eyes screaming in rage, but his mind a complete mess. his wounds lefts glowing grey scars that made him look like he had been stitched together from hundreds of spare parts. "you dont undertand... do you?" the creature said in silent defeat. "ive seen what the god of terror is capable of... he cant be killed, he cant be defeated, he is a FUCKING GOD!" morgan couldnt beleive what he was hearing. "TODESGRIEFER: BLITZSHLAG!" the three tornadoes split into nine, waiting for morgan to direct them. "im giving you a chance creature... to evolve into something even more powerf-" "SO THATS ALL YOU CARE ABOUT1?" the creature blurted out in anger. "ALL YOU WANT IS MORE POWER? MORE STRENGTH TO FIGHT WITH!? LOOK AT YOURSELF MORGAN! JUST TAKE A HARD LOOK AT YOURSELF!" the creature raged on, catching morgan completely off gaurd. "TODESGRIEFER: BLITZSHLAG!" the nine tornadoes split into twenty seven. morgan has a veritable army of devestation at his disposal. "you used to not care... and then you got caught up in the violence of this place, you dont even visit the waking dimension anymore! yes i was the beast at one point, full of anger and rage and hate and wanting nothing more then to kill... but that all changed once you defeated me..." the creature pleaded to morgan, his heart, what left of it there was, trying to connect with the lost wolf on some level. morgan simply floated there, a couple of green lasers slinging by him before the landscape changed yet again to the devested remains of that once proud battlefield where he had defeated the beast all those years ago. the human looked around the landscape, noting the armor and sheilds that were once shining beacons of hope, but now were nothing more then grassy tombstones of the deom and rouge that had lost their lives in the constant wars that had been rocking the three dimensions since that time. the twnety seven tornadoes spun wildly, tearing up the landscape like it was wet paper and revealing the sick and degenerating underbelly of the three dimensions to all that dared look at their feet. "TAKE A LOOK AT WHAT YOURE PRECIOUS DIMENSION HAS TRULY BECOME MORGAN!" the creature continued hopelessly. "YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY I WONT JOIN YOU? THERE IS YOUR ANSWER RIGHT UNDERNEATH YOUR VERY FEET!" morgan looked down calmly as the tornadoes drilled downward through the sickening golden strings that shined like the bleached white whales bones on a sunny beach. "THERE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES IS THE REOLVE IWTH YOUR MIND THAT CAN NOT BE, THAT WILL NEVER ACCEPT YOUR VERSION OF REALITY, THAT DECIDES TO CORRODE RATHER THEN STRENGTHEN!" the creature continued on. morgan had heard enough talking, he knew directly who was responsible for the degredation of the dream and waking dimensions, and he would stop at nothing till they were repaired and the threat was gone. "so... are you going to join me, or do i have to tear you a new one, AGAIN? YOU THINK I DONT KNOW ABOUT THE CORROSION OF THE DIMENSIONS? THE CORRUPTION OF THE OVERLORDS? THE DECADENCE OF ALL PEOPLES MINDS? HOW FUCKING DAREY OU ACCUSE ME OF SUCH A TREACHERY AGAINST MY BELOVED DIMENSION! i chose..." morgan calmed himself down through a strong force of will before continuing. he needed the creature more then ever at this point. "to remain here because the place that exists at the intersection of all three dimensions is in terrible danger, both sides. this god of terror indeed is immortal, yes, a god even, but all gods are suspect to their own weakness, all things have their own strength and hidden power. their good sides and bad." the twenty seven raging tornadoes ripped through the golden corrosion as if nothing were there at all. "you were once my best friend along with nordafet... weve been through so much together that I WILL NEVER GIVE UP ON OUR FRIENDSHIP, AND WILL CHASE YOU DOWN AND BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU UNLESS YOU REALIZE THAT TRUE FRIENDSHIP, true friendship means always being there for someone thats in need of it... never giving up on them, always confiding in them even when it seems pointless." morgan stopped for a single moment to ponder whether his next choice of action would be worth the trouble. "todesgriefer: siebenundzwanzig Maßschleifen." morgan said calmly. "this is for your own good creature... hopefully youre wounds, both physically and psychologically will heal up." the tornados circled around the creature in a constantly shrinking circle. the creature looked through the shrinking space between the tornados at morgan, wondering what could be possibly going through the humans mind. morgan turned around as the screams of the creature as the tornadoes finally slammed into him left him wondering if he could ever win this battle that seemed to be increasingly hopeless. "you will become stronger my old friend... you will indeed become stronger."

singolarita dimensionale, part 5

2009-10-14T10:18:00.001-07:00

the creature and morgan rushed towards each other as the landscape changed to a chaotic place full of blazing wars between humans and surprisingly intelligent marshmallows. "WHY WONT YOU COME BACK TO ME!?" morgan screamed at the top of his lungs as the combination of explosions and bullets whizzing by did little to phase the two. "I HAVE NO CHOICE IN THE MATTER!"  the creature roared as he jumped into the air with a thousand chains ripping out of his body. "terra que cinzela o furacão!" the creature spun with a untainted ferocity as wind picked up random soldiers from both sides. the landscape changed again to an inverted world of rubber walls and floating spiky objects talking about highly spiritual matters. "ILL NOT LET YOU WIN SO EASILY!" morgan screamed as he whipped the thousand foot chain as hard as he could around the creatures legs. the creatures spinning attack smashed morgan into the rubber wall and launched him into a group of the spiky objects. "i beleive in god, but i dont believe in you!" one fiarly grumpy spiky object said to another. "fuck off!" its companion said in reply. "TODESGRIEFER: TAIFUN!" morgan screamed in retailiation as the creature was spun even faster, sending him rapidly bouncing from one wall to the next, impacting on every spiky object that was in his unfortunate way. the landscape changed again to a ten billion lightyear wide plane of green lasers and a google of mirrored disco balls. "OH MY FUCKING GO-" the creature screamed as his almost in destructable body was sliced into shreds as he flew into hundreds of green lasers after another. he quickly repaired himself but not before morgan launched another attack. "TODESGRIEFER: BLITSHLAG!" the typhoon of sharp edged chain links split into three equal tornados at morgan direct command. they spun violently as morgan stood there in silence, hoping hte creature would come to his senses. "why? whos controlling you? we can free you if you give me a chance to help you! i know youre not the beast, youre something more! i need you as an ally in my fight against the god of terror!" the creature was panting, his blazing red eyes screaming in rage, but his mind a complete mess. his wounds lefts glowing grey scars that made him look like he had been stitched together from hundreds of spare parts. "you dont undertand... do you?" the creature said in silent defeat. "ive seen what the god of terror is capable of... he cant be killed, he cant be defeated, he is a FUCKING GOD!" morgan couldnt beleive what he was hearing. "TODESGRIEFER: BLITZSHLAG!" the three tornadoes split into nine, waiting for morgan to direct them. "im giving you a chance creature... to evolve into something even more powerf-" "SO THATS ALL YOU CARE ABOUT1?" the creature blurted out in anger. "ALL YOU WANT IS MORE POWER? MORE STRENGTH TO FIGHT WITH!? LOOK AT YOURSELF MORGAN! JUST TAKE A HARD LOOK AT YOURSELF!" the creature raged on, catching morgan completely off gaurd. "TODESGRIEFER: BLITZSHLAG!" the nine tornadoes split into twenty seven. morgan has a veritable army of devestation at his disposal. "you used to not care... and then you got caught up in the violence of this place, you dont even visit the waking dimension anymore! yes i was the beast at one point, full of anger and rage and hate and wanting nothing more then to kill... but that all changed once you defeated me..." the creature pleaded to morgan, his heart, what left of it there was, trying to connect with the lost wolf on some level. morgan simply floated there, a couple of green lasers slinging by him before the landscape changed yet again to the devested remains of that once proud battlefield where he had defeated the beast all those years ago. the human looked around the landscape, noting the armor and sheilds that were once shining beacons of hope, but now were nothing more then grassy tombstones of the deom and rouge that had lost their lives in the constant wars that had been rocking the three dimensions since that time. the twnety seven tornadoes spun wildly, tearing up the landscape like it was wet paper and revealing the sick and degenerating underbelly of the three dimensions to all that dared look at their feet. "TAKE A LOOK AT WHAT YOURE PRECIOUS DIMENSION HAS TRULY BECOME MORGAN!" the creature continued hopelessly. "YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY I WONT JOIN YOU? THERE IS YOUR ANSWER RIGHT UNDERNEATH YOUR VERY FEET!" morgan looked down calmly as the tornadoes drilled downward through the sickening golden strings that shined like the bleached white whales bones on a sunny beach. "THERE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES IS THE REOLVE IWTH YOUR MIND THAT CAN NOT BE, THAT WILL NEVER ACCEPT YOUR VERSION OF REALITY, THAT DECIDES TO CORRODE RATHER THEN STRENGTHEN!" the creature continued on. morgan had heard enough talking, he knew directly who was responsible for the degredation of the dream and waking dimensions, and he would stop at nothing till they were repaired and the threat was gone. "so... are you going to join me, or do i have to tear you a new one, AGAIN? YOU THINK I DONT KNOW ABOUT THE CORROSION OF THE DIMENSIONS? THE CORRUPTION OF THE OVERLORDS? THE DECADENCE OF ALL PEOPLES MINDS? HOW FUCKING DAREY OU ACCUSE ME OF SUCH A TREACHERY AGAINST MY BELOVED DIMENSION! i chose..." morgan calmed himself down through a strong force of will before continuing. he needed the creature more then ever at this point. "to remain here because the place that exists at the intersection of all three dimensions is in terrible danger, both sides. this god of terror indeed is immortal, yes, a god even, but all gods are suspect to their own weakness, all things have their own strength and hidden power. their good sides and bad." the twenty seven raging tornadoes ripped through the golden corrosion as if nothing were there at all. "you were once my best friend along with nordafet... weve been through so much together that I WILL NEVER GIVE UP ON OUR FRIENDSHIP, AND WILL CHASE YOU DOWN AND BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU UNLESS YOU REALIZE THAT TRUE FRIENDSHIP, true friendship means always being there for someone thats in need of it... never giving up on them, always confiding in them even when it seems pointless." morgan stopped for a single moment to ponder whether his next choice of action would be worth the trouble. "todesgriefer: siebenundzwanzig Maßschleifen." morgan said calmly. "this is for your own good creature... hopefully youre wounds, both physically and psychologically will heal up." the tornados circled around the creature in a constantly shrinking circle. the creature looked through the shrinking space between the tornados at morgan, wondering what could be possibly going through the humans mind. morgan turned around as the screams of the creature as the tornadoes finally slammed into him left him wondering if he could ever win this battle that seemed to be increasingly hopeless. "you will become stronger my old friend... you will indeed become stronger."

ok, ive got to get focused here...

2009-10-14T09:21:00.001-07:00

no more:

blog warring with some random web stalker
ranting about matters that arent of any real concern to me anymore
giving people the satisfaction of knowing their getting to me
checking out that damned site

what their will be more of:

insightful blogs
more parts to the stories im currently writing
on occasion drunk blogs
some song lyrics
and just good ol fashioned me blurting my thoughtso ut like no ones business.

ivel ost sight of what i REALLY need to do in light of all this blog stalker business. ive become like this little parasite feeding off other peoples opinions of me, and thats not really the thing i like doing much. ive become lazy at what i need to accomplish instead of dealing with net bullies and ive just repeated myself twice. but this doesnt make it any less true. so for now all i will be updating are the story portions. speaking of which, i need to get two pages of the ds done today... and on a side note...

screw what i wrote yesterday, im not focusing on what other people want of me at the moment, i have work i need to get done, a series to write, another story to complete and random shit stories to add to my storymash account. lifes grand aint it?

Just woke up. Im really fucking hungry.

2009-10-14T07:49:00.001-07:00

You're Invited! Assemblyman Adams' 3rd Annual District Office Open House

2009-10-13T13:54:00.001-07:00

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Date: Mon, 12 Oct 2009 18:30:52
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www.asm.ca.gov/ Adams Assemblymember.Adams@assembly.ca.gov You're Invited! Dear Friends, Please join me for our annual open house at my District Office in Claremont. It will be a fun-filled, relaxed evening of great conversation, food and drinks. WHAT: 3rd Annual District Office Open House WHEN: Thursday, October 22, 2009 5:00pm to 8:00pm WHERE: Assemblyman Anthony Adams' District Office 540 West Baseline, Suite 16 Claremont, CA 91711 For more information please contact my district office toll-free at (888) 377-2212 or call (909) 625-1038. Sincerely, Assemblyman Anthony Adams, 59th District Event Map DISTRICT OFFICE 540 W. Baseline Rd. Suite 16 Claremont, CA 91711 (909) 625-1038, (909) 625-1063 fax CAPITOL OFFICE State Capitol Sacramento, CA 95814 (916) 319-2059, (916) 319-2159 fax © 2009 Assembly Republican Caucus | Disclaimer Unsubscribe | Update Email

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Enquiry

2009-10-13T11:33:00.001-07:00

check these guys out!

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Hi, I was wondering if you could help.....? We are hosting Amika and Monroes this weekend and unfortunately we have too many free drinks and not enough people to drink them!!? I was wondering if maybe you may be able to help me get through them, or if you knew anyone who may be able to help...... There is some extra info about our events below and I would be gratefull if you would spread the word and see if you know anyone who might be able to help me get through it!! as it would be a shame to waste all that grey goose vodka? Hope to hear from you soon! Jemina x Friday 9th October Amika (63-65 High StreetKensington,London,W8 5SE) To sample the buzz of London Fashion Week and experience the sights, sounds and famous faces from this influential bi-annual event, take look at what the London Fashion Week clubs have to offer. Models, designers and the most talked-about celebrities will be knocking back he complimentary champers and cutting some moves on the dancefloor. London's prestigious High Street Kensington plays host to a new super elite, acutely vogue concept in members club. A unique playground or the extravagant, designed for affable debauchery and indulgent fun, without pretentiousness but exuding an abundance of class and tyle, it is the ultimate destination for major players and glitterati alike. Amika is now the bedrock of elegant and sophisticated clubbing in Kensington. After 2 years and having been awarded the prestigious 'Best New Club 2007' and 'Best Club 2008' at the
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Enquiry

2009-10-13T11:32:00.001-07:00

check these guys out!

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Posted via email from The mind of Morgan James Gavin

ok. ill play ball.

2009-10-13T11:30:00.001-07:00

heres what is going to happen if your going to keep this game going. ill do what you ask the next chance i get, which might be a while. but in return, because im the kinda guy that likes a fair trade, and this has to be done FIRST. brian must take the pic of me down and apologize on his blog in the same manner that you want me to apologize to the wood brothers. next linzey takes down her posts about me and apologize as well. finaly you must take this blog down (and ill take down all but three blogs linked to my posterous) and never bug me again. finaly robert must at least hold a job for three weeks to get himself some sort of home. these are the terms of agreement and must be fullfilled before i do my part in this already drawn out idiocy of egos. if you agree then text me. david has my number. you have one month from the time of this being posted.

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to my stalker hauptman111

2009-10-12T20:44:00.001-07:00

im going to ignore any insults you threw at me and get down to brass tacks. ive said sorry enough times. the only thing i regret was uswins inclusion in the pic. i wont deny that the wood brothers are good folk. however i must say that you arent an actual person. because on brians profile it warns people of me and then again here you ask the readers what you told them. so that proves without a doubt that this is a sockpuppet account. i dont really care for cowards that dont have the balls/ovaries to reveal their true names and faces. i do know that you will eventualy get bored and move on to other things of interest.

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Watching episode 2. Again.

2009-10-12T06:30:00.001-07:00

FW:

2009-10-12T05:01:00.001-07:00

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I love you caasi lee drury!

2009-10-11T22:04:00.001-07:00

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FW:

2009-10-11T14:32:00.001-07:00

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second greatest thing.

2009-10-11T14:27:00.001-07:00

2nd

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the most awesome thing!

2009-10-11T14:25:00.001-07:00

Download now or listen on posterous

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really!

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my song!

2009-10-11T08:22:00.001-07:00

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HELP ME PLEASE! i have a problem that needs immediate attention.

2009-10-11T03:52:00.001-07:00

i dont like doing this at all.... but it has to be done regaurdless of my personal opinions, im an agreeable guy to an extent, but... i just dont like where this is headed, im incredibly patient when it comes to some things, im used to the comments i get on youtube, but my blogs a completely different matter all together. if there is anyone out there who can help me with this problem, do so IMMEDIATELY. i respect the freedom of speech, and i condone it as well. but one thing i never do is go to other people blogs or websites and insult them outright like these two have done to me. i have done nothing wrong except express myself outright. PLEASE HELP ME DEAL WITH THESE PEOPLE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

also on a side note: NO PHYSICAL OR PSYCHOLOGICAL HARM IS TO COME TO THEM. i simply wish these two to stop stalking me online and cyber bullying me.

he or she has been stalking me on the web as hauptman111 with an alias of george grant. ill even send you a link to their (its a couple) site they have set up to personally herass me. here is a list of all the insulting comments theyve made. they are a couple about to married, their names are brian and linzey.

1. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Just a few more!" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

"I just had a thought Morgan! Didnt you say in an earlier post that you had three chapters to write, and books to proof read and Blah blah blah??????

You arent going to get that stuff done wasting your time posting up your childish attempts at photography/animal pornography!"

2. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "More pics!?" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

Having trouble holding the camera straight? What is it? Is that pole giving you a hard on as you think back to your last depressing career move in trying to be a pole dancer at Blue Clam gay bar? Another failed job attempt in the end, wasnt it?

3. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "123people makes me depressed..." on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

Your mind has always been in a haze because there is nothing where your brain use to be except a the haze of inhaled socal air. And I think a glimmer of truth must have somehow penetrated that haze (or maybe it was just your gay boyfriend skull fucking you again, who knows? I'm really not that interested in your private life) But you win the prize there Chuckles, I am sure of one thing, you most assuredly were an unlikable person then, and you still are now!!

Hope this helps with your self awareness :)

4. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Just a few more!" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

WOO HOO Bring um on, I have plenty of great comments to share!
http://itsallaboutstupid-hauptmann111.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&updated-max=2010-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&max-results=3

It's all about Stupid! (Please think of the Bunny)

5. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Untitled" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

My caption for this one... "When a Blow up Sex doll just isnt enough! Morgan recommends the Just MY SIZE raggedy Andy! It reminds him of an 8 year old boy!

6. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Untitled" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

Didn't..... Didn't I already comment on this one? Oh Yeah... If you see this face, HIDE YOUR CHILDREN!

7. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Untitled" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

If this poor animal could talk, she would say "My Ass hurts so much! Please kill me now!"

8. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Untitled" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

Is this the face of a Pedophile? I'm just asking!

9. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Yet again more of the little fucks" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

You better treat that cat right because to quote a famous movie phrase, "This is the only Pussy you are EVER going to get!"

It's all about Stupid! (Please think of the bunny)

10. Hauptmann111 just commented on the post "Do you hate me yet? No? Ok more pics!" on The mind of Morgan James Gavin

LOL I dont think there is anyone who likes you, except maybe your parents, but they arent exactly known for their opinions.
http://itsallaboutstupid-hauptmann111.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&updated-max=2010-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&max-results=3

here is their myspace, along with their twitter and the blogger sites as well. ive already taken the liberty of blocking them from contacting me. please do something about these two!

twitter:

http://twitter.com/Hauptmann111

myspace:

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=112193029

blogspot:

http://itsallaboutstupid-hauptmann111.blogspot.com/

and individual myspace accounts:

brian:

http://www.myspace.com/icarusvaleon

linzey:

http://www.myspace.com/414839229

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FW:More pics!?

2009-10-10T21:22:00.001-07:00

lgh

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FW:Just a few more!

2009-10-10T21:18:00.001-07:00

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Heres yet another batch.

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FW:Do you hate me yet? No? Ok more pics!

2009-10-10T21:17:00.001-07:00

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FW:Yet again more of the little fucks

2009-10-10T21:15:00.001-07:00

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follow me on twitter!

2009-10-10T20:18:00.001-07:00

singolarita dimensionale, part 4.5

2009-10-10T19:46:00.001-07:00

linheber ed did not move a muscle and only smiled in contemplation as to what he should do. "you know something, for the first time in a long time, everything is exactly to my liking." morgan was furious beyond anything he had ever felt before. "TRIED TO KILL ME!" linheber snarled. "there is went... nothings perfect now-" "PAY ATTENTION YOU ADHD ADLED SON OF A BITCH!" caasi was ocnfused as to what she should do. "morgna... he came here the same way we did... resaec betrayed everyone..." morgans body became covered in thick bright red flaming hair speckled with black crystals. "i should have figured... we simply have to figure a way out of this place." doow flew into the room cautiously, his diamond wings flapping slowly as his blank face looked aorund the room. "i heard the ocmmotion... and beleive it or not, there was a really simple way to get out of this place..."

morgan didnt waste any time in letting go of linhebers shirt and walking out the room, his body returning to normal. "was he always like this?" linheber asked definitively. "not since recently." caasi sighed. "the loss of the beast hasreally taken a lot out of him. somedays i dont know if hes even human anymore..." she sighed as she rolled her hazel eyes and nervously giggled at her own comment. "we should probably follow him before he gets upset again and throws a little shit fit. agreed?" linheber smiled as he held out his hand towards her.

outside, morgan had been staring at brians orbiting red light in confusion. "you mean... this... was the way out this whole time?" brian simply floated as the red light spun around his orb light being with little to no sign of slowing down. "you see, the q are a remarkable species, the bleive that they are the center of existence so whole heartedly, that their entire race has one of these lights orbiting their orb like bodies. and it will literally take you anywhere you want to go." doow explained. linheber and caasi had walked out just in time to see morgan look at doow, then brian, then the red light, back to doow, then his own hands, then to a rnadom lifesaver and decided to chase that instead. "and he said that ive got adhd?" linheber remarked.

a few minutes later and ten giant lifesavers later, the gorup walked towards the edge of the plane and talked to their underside selves for any additional advice. underside caasi did most of the talking. her voice was at a higher tone then caasi, but she spoke with a hard hearted tone that did nothing to lighten the mood. "so youve decided to leave us then? taking the easy way out? cowards... its no loss to us. weve deced to go our way to, brians started to talk a little too much fucking shit, and im about to beat the crap out of him... regaurdless." underside morgan then told them about the dangers that would be present on the otherside.

"uh... y-y-you guys might want to... uh... you know... prepare yourselves? and... um.. geez, well, be prepared for a lot of fighting... there are four lords of the blank space that youll have to face..." morgan spoke up. "SHUT THE HELL UP! god damn i annoy me...so basicly there are four big tough guys we need to fight in order to fight a tough big guy three times tougher and bigger?" underside morgan nodded nervously. "he... did htings to me... horrible things... he did them here and here..." underside morgan pointed to a little doll where these lords of the blank space touched him. "so... they want to play tag?"

an hour after they had gotten al the advice they needed, morgan went to the house of the illogical again to try and repair the creature and get him to join in his fight for one last time. "there... that should about do it..." morgan said to himself as the door of existence sighed heavily. 'what makes you think this one will be any different then the others?" morgan smiled happily, "because im going to beat the hell out of him as soon as he becomes operational!" 'brilliant plan morgan...' morgan worked hard and furiously to make the creature as tough and as fast as he could be. he made the body a shell connected by beams of dark blue energy that slammed form one plate to another.

the head was nothing more then a helmet, its eyes looked as if it was going to devour the very world in which it was created. then the first creature erupted from the ground in several peices as the energy beams slung themselves around the peices of dragged them into the shell. then the second creature erupted in the same manner as the first, and it too was drug back into the hollow shell of the creature. its eyes became filled, not with just a blinding red light, but with four individual pupils in each eye. its body sealed itself up as stiches ripped acorss every availible place and pulled everything together into a tightly wound ball. "i... am... alive..."

morgan burst into his lost wolf form and holwed at the bright red moon which carved itself out of the landscape and flew into the bright black sky. "TODESGREIFER! BLITZSHLAG!" morgan screeched as he ran towards the creature full tilt. "YOU WILL JOIN ME, OR YOU SHALL DIE AS YOU LIVED!" the creatures back arched as small leathery spines three feet in length slammed against the ground. its eyes coming into focus as morgan slammed its head into the ground from behind. "JOIN MY FUCKING TEAM ASS HOLE!"

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2009-10-10T18:57:00.001-07:00

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Slim's path

2009-10-10T18:53:00.001-07:00

the tools that slim had to work with more or less didnt help him, but he did make use of the hundreds of turrets in each of his legs by carefully aiming each individual turret at a specific angle and letting loose a barrage of cave makers that seemingly did the job just right. he was able to make a few land bridges in the process. with the help of the one soul that hadnt developed by the time the other two groups left, he was able to make some decent enough walls from the rubble. after shooting a barb in the the middle of the souls being before it started to form, he waited until its transformation was complete. the new soul had decidedly became something similiar to slim, but changed its orientation just al ittle bit. it had a mouth, two different bodies, which were two halves of a whole. the top half floated with the help of some gas bags that had grown onto his should which were string enough to lift both himself and anything he might be carrying at the time. the lower half had a cradle in which the top half could rest in when he wanted to, but could also be used to carry varied amount of weights. the four legs that supported the bottom half were extremely strong and had pistons spiking out every once in a while to release any built up steam that the legs mightve built up. 'i see that you have finaly awoken from your long slumber, and i assure you that your new body is no stranger then mine or my comrades which have departed on there own seperate journeys to make the stogh more safe and independent. my name is slim, and i have been charged with the building of houses that are both stable and safe. of what name can you call yourself?' the creatures top and bottom halves spoke in turns. "um... my name is-" "not what i would call-" "normal, but i do believe-" "that on rare occasion-" "it could be called normal-" "my name is double-" "or maybe you could help us try to figure-" "it out?" slim was confident that he would have no trouble following with the new soul said if it simply stayed together all the time. 'i think i will advisably give the top half of your duo the respectable name of grip,' slim noted the way the top half seemed to love the name. 'and i think the most reliable name to give you, the lower half would be carrey. grip and carrey? i do beleive we have made each others time spent here, a little bit more pleasurable.' slim had been working with grip and carrey all week to complete the improvements on the stability of the houses and had stopped to take a break while his body regenerated his stock of ammunition. 'yes i do beleive that making tunnels is not the way squigs or ceros would have wanted us to do. but, it mightve been easier had squigs done it in the first place, i wonder how hes doing?' slim thought to grip and carrey as the two of them worked together while grip was trying to hammer a nail into solid stone. "grip-" "yes?" "could you please-" "float for a little while while you rest?" "yes, exactly what i was about to-" "say?" "sometimes i really hate-" "the fact that were tow halves of the same soul? yeah, me too." carrey said nothing while the load on her back lightened considerably. "thank-" "you. yes i know, lets just get the job done-" "as well as we can." she sighed as she sat down next to slim, who, because of his long and dangly four legs had no other choice but to crouch. 'was it just me, or did i hear a giant explosion to the east of our current location?' slim said aloud as he looked up to see the vast oceans and hundreds of broken contenents, each in there own way special, each in there own way full of unknown dangers. carrey looked up as well, noting that there were three to six different castles at various points on one contenent, while a giant lake that was pink and blue with bubbles erupting every once in a while. "it mightve just been your imagination. i think aside from you, ceros, squigs, me and grip over there. were alone on this place. where ever here is." she sighed inwardly. 'i dont think that were alone in this place, tis just that there might be so few of us actually living in this magnificent planet, that we have yet to actually meet anyone else here. but dont lose hope, as soon as we get everything straightened out, then i think every one will eventualy start to appear.' the creature sighed loudly, looking around at all the work they had done, and wondered how his friends were doing. suddenly, with out warning, a rockslide came crashing down onto the area and slim had just seconds to get grip and carrey to saftey before anything happened to them. there were big rocks and boulders, and little pebbles that bounced onto the glass like ground, causing chips and cracks where ever they hit. slim didnt even notice that all the rocks and pebbles were coming from the sky and he didnt even notice that those rocks that had fallen over the edges of the cliff simply floated after falling underneath the top of the bottom most mountain. 'crap, i wonder how ceros is doing with that sky flarn.' he said to no one in particular, looking back to see all the hard work that the three had done for the week had been ruined. The ground lurched beneath them once. Slim ran to gather up Grip and Carrey as the ground began to slowly fall out from beneath them. 'What did she do!? I just wanted to make stable housing!' Slim said as Carrey cradled Grip and the two became one. "Names Gary!" 'NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR THAT!' Slim shouted in anger and sudden fright as the ground fell away from them. Gary went back to being Grip and Carrey again as the three fell away from each other. Slim wasn't built for flying, but apparently his legs were long enough at act as propellers and slowly begian to spin on him. 'This isn't a good thing at all.' he though to himself as Grip fell to the west of him and Carrey almost to the east if he had not thought to grab a hold of her at the last minute. "THANK YOU! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD THANK YOU!". Grip was too far away for anyone to help him, his ability to float wasn't of any help to him as he simply flailed around as the wind flipped him this way and that. Slim and Carrey looked in horror as grip tried to right himself, only to be struck by a large peice of slate that had cracked off the tip of their once proud home. It was almost too much for the two to digest as Grips lifeless body shrank faster and faster still with the weight of the mountain tip. Slim could see the look of terror in his now cold, dead eyes. 'This... This is too much... Hopefully we survive this tragic incident.' Carrey looked at slim with a renewed sense of hope. Her large and muscular legs wraping around his body as they two continued to fall. They had been falling through the sunny orange sky for what seemed like hours to Slim, he looked down to see that Carrey had fallen asleep. Her eye turning a pale blue color as she inhaled, then turning green to red when she exhaled. He looked around at the blue clouds that occasionaly passed them by and noticed that at the edges of each cloud, they were lines of black and silver. Almost as if they were alive and full of people. He suddenly shook that thought from his head as he saw two of the blue clouds collide and explode with tremendous force. The resulting shockwaves were enough to the point where it seperated a panicking Slim, and a sleeping Carrey, and sent them rocketing in two different directions. 'CARREY!'

Cero's Path

2009-10-10T18:51:00.001-07:00

cero went to the easily spottable sky flarn with little to no knoweldge of what awaited her. since the twenty three souls that she took with her werent awake yet, she couldnt do anything about them, so she had tied them all together with a piece of thick rope and tied the end of it to her waist and easily flew upwards. she noticed that the souls werent even the slightest bit heavy since at the moment they were just balls of light that had the slightest bit of substance on them. the sky flarn was bigger up close then she had orginaly thought. the massive beast was simply astounding, and was like a small planet that had a pulse in terms of size. she also noticed that it had a long scaly body like a dragon but many, mnay more mouths and eyes and things to grab her with. 'damn it! why cant i get any of the souls to awaken yet!' she thought to herself. 'i do believe the one you and squigs left with me has awaken-' she blocked slims voice out of her head and continued upwards hoping that one of her twenty three souls would form into someone useful. ceros flew straight up the the sky flarns side and noticed that it was like a small moon in terms of size, but alive, and with plenty of things to hurt her with. the sky flarns long body sped along its own course, navigating between the tips of mountains, through the caves, around bends and cliffs, until it spotted the small creature flying beside it. "this is a most peculiar thing that i am seeing. i have knowledge of everything else that has happened in this world, but never have i yet, in all my life, to see something that is both edible and that flies." the booming slightly stuffed voice of the sky flarn, was both enchanting and endangering to ceros. she darted this way and that, dodging everything that the sky flarn had to throw at her. "really!? i had to pick the flying bug!? well here goes nothing! FIVE YEARS OF LIGHT SPEED PUNCHES IN ONE!" she forced her hand to ball into a fist, and shunted all her strength into it, slamming her tiny fist into the mountain sized behemoth. the punch landed square in one spot, but for the few seconds it was there the sky flarn had been moving three miles. she smiled, the effect of the punch had been spread out. Cero heard the strangest thing come out of the Sky Flarns mouth when the effects of the attack hit him. "THE RESTERAUNT I WENT TO NEVER SERVES THE CAVIAR AT 30 DEGREES FARINHEIGHT! WHY DO THEY SERVE IT AT 31 DEGREES!? WHY!?" the gigantic creature fell through the sky, impacting the surface of the mountainious region that the Stogh were supposed to live on. "Squigs and Slim are not going to be happy with me. at all." she whispered to herself as she saw what happened next. The Sky Flarn's tremendous weight litterally knocked the ball of rock out of the sky and sent it crashing towards the south west of her position. "WHY DO THEY SERVE IT AT 31 DEGREES!? WHY!?" Cero couldn't help but laugh at the creatures complaint. She didn't know what caviar was, but it must have been important to the Sky Flarn for it to make a dying complaint about it. She decided to answer him the best way she could. Cero launched another attack at the base of his head, forever silencing the great Sky Flarn. "IM RICK JAMES BITCH!" it screamed in agony as its final words were lost on his assialent. "Who is this 'Rick James Bitch'?" Cero asked herself as she noticed Squigs and his friend falling in one direction, and Slim and his friends falling in another. She also watched as one of his friends was killed under the weight and impact of a boulder that had cracked off from the top of the mountain. "There is nothing I can do for him at the moment, but I must go and help Squigs while I'm able to." Cero rushed to Squigs aid, noticing the blue clouds lined with black and silver. "Huh... Those are interesting."

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Squigs path

2009-10-10T15:39:00.001-07:00

the twenty three souls that squigs took had been put into a small jar that he put inside of a bag. since he was going to be away the longest he took out two of the souls and walked on while they followed him and formed into their new bodies. squigs smiled akwardly, he wasnt used to the muscles and wires that helped his facial muscles move, and it had only been by luck that he managed not to screw up anything he had been trying to say.

the first of the two souls squigs had taken out merle formed into a skeliton. but it was the size of the skeliton that took the snake like creature by surprise. the energy that surrounded the souls bones was quickly and quietly sucked into the bones and rib cage giving it the apearance that the soul was wearing a skeliton suit and had a case of the shingles. "my my my!" squigs said excitedly as the skeleton moved jerkily this way and that, trying its best to move while its stride was beginning to increase step by step. "look what we have here! i dare say that you are in fact the most intriguing one of us all!" the skeleton stopped moving for just a second and turned its massive skull towards squigs voice. "ME... NOT... FULLY... FORMED... NEED... MORE... TIME." the voice of the soul said as the bones crumbled to dust and the soul returned to the size of a beach ball. "very well then, but i suggest that you start with the appearance first dear friend! i myself am only being held together by the very thing you see."

the second soul however, had been formed all along and was highly motivated to do whatever it was that squigs had been doing all along. "WERE WALKING!" it said in a cheerfull tone of voice as the form of the second soul warbled and flowed like a babbling brook. it had a rather fancy idea of the form it wanted to take, but it took a chance anyways. its main body consisted of a slightly blue thick liquid that was being held in place by only fifteen black orbs with intricate designs on them. it had eyes but found it rather amusing to see squigs try to make eye contact and have to look around.

"my name is squigs, a pleasure to meet you! what might your name be?" the liquid like creature thought about it for only a second before answering rather lazily. "my name? jeez... i dont think i really have one. but i guess you could call me ashford!" squigs looked at ashford rather questioningly before coming to the conclusion that any other questions would be met with by the same attitude. "so why are we walking?" ashford asked high spirited.

"i do believe that we are walking to find more suitable grounds to start a colony, i am one of the three leaders of the stogh, the other two are slim, whos busy making the place where our souls came to be more suitable for habitation. the last of the trio is cero, shes got wings and she the only one who can reach the sky flarn anytime she wants to." ashford looked up at where squigs was pointing and was wide eyed at the sight of the massive sky flarn that seemingly took up half the sky. "oh my.... how terribly interesting!"

ashford heard the giant creature moan and complain about caviar being serve at not the right tempreture, followed by a bunch of soft thudding noises and a bunch of yelling. "wow. thats all im saying. so now that were down here, what the fuck do we do?" squigs looked up at the now unconcious sky flarn that was falling towards them. and also at that exact moment in time squigs first choice for a soul finaly got his form right. at the wrong time since the flarn landed smack dab on him as well as four miles of mountains, flat ground, and pretty much caused the big spiky area that the stogh colony was sposed to be living to fall towards the north east.

ashford, squigs and the new more sturdier soul flew off the spiked ball at what felt like a thousand miles on hour and watched with horror as the ball slammed against the ground and rolled out of sight as they fell nearly to there deaths. ceros had been racing towards them full tilt. "HANG IN THERE GUYS! IM COMING FOR YOU!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. "not like we have a choice!" she heard them say, she caught up to them but was only able to rescue two of them, the skeliton like creature falling a little ways before he was carried away by the random strong winds that seemed to sweep the center of the metal sphere like a fish out of water in a rollercoaster.

squigs watched in terror fearing for its life. "oh dont worry about him, im sure hell be fine," ashford tried to comfort squigs a little bit. the snake like creatures eyes darting towards ashfords with lightning quick reflexes. "its all your fault." he said flatly. "me? whated i do?" ashford replied, still a little bit confused as to how the stoghs homeland and base colony falling from its place, his presence, and the sky flarn falling was connected. "it just is ok? i dont want ot have ot explain my self when were flying about half a million miles about the surface of the planet.

the skeliton fell and was carried a long ways from its original homeland and crashlanded into a strange floating castle where a figure shrouded in dark flowing robes and flaring red eyes glared at him. "this had better be good, or im throwing you out the window." the skeleton stood up slowly, not sure how big he actually was. but noticed right away that he was made out of a blue gray steel and had red eyes also.

"its about john con-" the skeleton was silenced at once and thrown out the window it had just crashed through. "i have no use for this unmitigated prattle of little men, back to my soaps."

Squigs and Ashford had been left on a leftover section of there homeland only fourty miles wide, and ten miles thick. In essence she had left them on an insland with her string of souls that she had been carrying with her up to that point. Cero's explanation of it was that she couldn't afford to lose a random soul to some freak accident like Slim had with one of his that had been formed. "Lazy woman." was all the Ashford had to say to her before being silenced under the glare of Squigs. "Well, for now it seems that this could be a little slice of home. From what i can gather... It doesn't have any mountains on it, just some buildings and a big hill. Ashford, what can you do to help build a colony?"

Ahsford looked at his body, the thick blue liquid shimmering in the orange light, giving it a slightly green look to it. The fifteen black orbs that held his body in shape occasionally switching positions as if trying to find the best way to strengthen Ashfords form all together. "I dunno... I haven't had this body for very long, but I suppose I can try something."

Squigs sighed as he looked to the north to see a run down looking hotel. The blacked out windows cracked and in someplaces broken out completely, making it look like the building was nothing more then a bunch of hungry mouths, looking for there next meal.

Ashford physicaly moved some of the orbs in his arms and hands, but all that happened was they just went back to their place. He tried again with some of the smaller orbs only to find that they wouldn't budge an inch. "This is getting rather irritating." he said to himself as he tried one last time before giving up. "Screw this... Hey, where'd he go?"

Squigs was entranced by the hungry looking building. Marveling at the simplicity on the outside, and even more so at the decorative influences of what he saw on the inside from peeking through the door. "Um, Squigs? I don't think this could possibly be our new home." Ashford said in a worried tone. Squigs ignored him, he also ignored the three souls that had formed there bodies to fit together.

The first of the three souls had large thick mechanical looking legs, a strong waist, a thin looking enlongated torso and a rather oversized head with three eye holes with one orange eye looking through the center. Ashford was pleased to make another friend, but was punched in the head by the second of the three souls. The second soul looked even stranger then the first. It had short squat legs, two rather large mechanical looking left arms, the right side of its torso was disproportionatley large, with a hole for two right arms, and it had one grey eye that was attached to a rather long tendril. Ashford didn't like this soul at all.

The third soul was like a mirror image of the second, but his eye was purple. "WHERE ARE WE!" they shouted in unison, like some trained monkeys in a banana factory. Ashford only too eagerly tried to answer there question. "We are... I dont know we ARE, but I do know where we were!" The three souls looked at each other then back at Ashford. They then turned to the snake looking man in front of them, who seemed to be drooling over a large eery looking building. "OK! where WERE we then?"

Ashford jumped up and down excited, the orbs in his body changing places furiosly now to match his level of excitement. But Squigs jumped in before he could open his mouth. "We WERE in the homeland of the Stogh! That part is clear enough to me, my names Squigs, I'm one of the three leaders of the Stogh... Who might you be?"

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stable housing or lower ground?

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three souls popped into existence in the mountainious regions at the center of the metal sphere. that had been traveling through space for little more then a day. the first of the three souls grew a rocky hide that was constantly changing from green to brown to tan. then its arms grew to ten feet in length and thirteen inchs thick. its body was snake like and its eyes were three different colors. "well, well, well, what od we have here? am i in heaven?" it asked no one in particular as it heard the thundering and mighty screech of the deathly huge sky flarn. "or do i seem to be in hell? in either case i must wait untill my other two comrades have formed so that way i and they may discuss a way to better our current predicament." after a while it folded its many jointed arms together until they were just a little over three feet in length. "this will do for now i suppose."

the second of the three souls developed wings and a nose like those of a tengu, a slender feminine body, a average bust size and a floating abdomen that seemed to end in five mechanical legs which could be joined to form two legs and a tail that also double as a way to defend her self with. she had one complete arm and the other lookes like it was simply three orbs of lightning floating around a foot from each other. she had several eyes and no mouth of which she could be seen speaking from. "where am i now?" it said to the snake like creature. "and who are you?" the snake like creature bowed and simply stated, "just call me whatever you wish, and i will accept it as my actual name."

she smiled and then named him. "ill call you squigs." the snake creature nodded in aproval, "i like it. squigs it is! what might your name be?" the woman sighed and thought for a moment while the htird soul formed. "i guess you could call me cero?" "what a wonderful name! cero! it just simply rolls off my tounges! ooh! i have more then one!" squigs said excitedly.

the third soul chose a simple form that it could move easily and with out limit. the four arms could be stretched to almost thirty feet and the legs could be extended to four times there length while housing one hundred hidden turrets for every three feet of length. the body was simply a tenticle that house most of the internal organs. it had a single insectiod eye, which was all it really need to see everything it wanted to. "welcome!" squigs said in friendly tones. "i have no clue where we are currently located, but welcome none the less!" the creature said nothing at first, then slits opened up on both sides of its neck and tiny barbs shot out and embedded themselves in both squigs and ceros necks. 'i do beg yer pardon kind folks, but it would seem that i am unable to communicate with you verbally, rather, i must commune with you with a shared mind link, of which i have established through the injection of the two barbs into your necks.' squigs was in pain, but not enough to fully feel any anger at his new friend.

'i feel that i must create a name for myself to better circumvent proper speech patters. call me slim.' cero smiled at slim and then noticed that they were just standing on a fifteen foot wide ledge. "i think its time we created some sort of more stable footing for our selves, since none of us can fly. what do you think squigs?" "i must say that i am more concerned with the ravenous creature that seems to be looking for a curent source of food. what of your self slim?" slims insectiod eyes looked around the area they were in and became quite nervous. 'i do beleive that under more acclimated situations, that we must find more stable footing, i might even go so far as to suggest traveling to the foot of this area.'

upon further discussion, it was decided that they would wait until more osuls arrived to this place, but before they could make any actual desicion on what they wanted to do, a new voice, a loud thundering voice that seemed to eminate from the very ground itself called to them.

"THE THREE PATHS YOU MUST TAKE ARE AT PRESENT, FULL OF DANGERS AND CHOICES TO THERE OWN. BUT, YOU ARE OF THE STOGH NOW, THIS IS YOUR HOME AND WHILE THERE ARE OTHERS THAT WILL ARRIVE TO YOUR LOCATION SHORTLY. YOU MUST BUILD HOMES THAT ARE STABLE ENOUGH TO SUIT EVEN THE LARGEST CREATURE. DEFEND YOURSELF AGAINST THE SKY FLARN WHICH APPEARS ONCE EVERY THREE YEARS, TO EITHER FEED OR SHARE ITS KNOWLEDGE OF THE AREA THAT YOU NOW INHABIT. OR HEAD TOWARDS LOWER GROUND TO WHERE IT IS INFINITELY FLAT WITH OUT ANY TRACE OF DANGER. KNOW THAT YOU, SQUIGS, CERO, AND SLIM, ARE THE LEADERS OF THE STOGH, AND YOU WILL BE IN CHARGE OF THE LIVES OF THE SOULS THAT WILL OCCUPY THIS PLACE!"

the voice was silent just as quickly as it had arrived, leaving the three to wonder what would be the best option.

'i will try to build homes that are stable enough for even the mightiest creature!' slim told the other two.

"i will try to reason with the sky flarn!" cero said raising her lightning like arm in the air.

"and i will head towards the foot of the mountains!" squigs said nodded in acceptance.

and so they waited for the new souls to arrive. wondering what adventures they would son be having.

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The Stogh: year one

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The Stogh, in the mountian regions at the center of the sphere and home to the ever protective Sky Flarn, the 50 souls here must find lower grounds and wider footings if they ever hope to discover the mystery behind there entrapment. The Sky Flarn, an ever hungry beast with four head, seventeen eyes, and twelve hundred razor sharp barbed tenticles, is contantly on the search for new food. But it also has the rare temperment to hear out the right kind of soul and listen to reason. But it only goes out of the higher storm clouds, once every three years to feed. The Stogh have access to multiple primitive tools from which they could either make there homes more stable, or make there ways down the trecherous mountain side.

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Getting cleaned up.

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a full defanition of cyber bullying. and external links. pulled from wikipedia.org

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Cyber-bullying defined

The National Crime Prevention Council's definition of cyber-bullying is "when the Internet, cell phones or other devices are used to send or post text or images intended to hurt or embarrass another person."^[2] StopCyberbullying.org, an expert organization dedicated to internet safety, security and privacy, defines cyberbullying as: "a situation when a child, tween or teen is repeatedly 'tormented, threatened, harassed, humiliated, embarrassed or otherwise targeted' by another child, tween or teen using text messaging, email, instant messaging or any other type of digital technology." Other researchers use similar language to describe the phenomenon.^[3]^[4]

Cyber-bullying can be as simple as continuing to send e-mail to someone who has said they want no further contact with the sender, but it may also include threats, sexual remarks, pejorative labels (i.e., hate speech), ganging up on victims by making them the subject of ridicule in forums, and posting false statements as fact aimed at humiliation.

Cyber-bullies may disclose victims' personal data (e.g. real name, address, or workplace/schools) at websites or forums or may pose as the identity of a victim for the purpose of publishing material in their name that defames or ridicules them. Some cyberbullies may also send threatening and harassing emails and instant messages to the victims, while other post rumors or gossip and instigate others to dislike and gang up on the target.

Though the use of sexual remarks and threats are sometimes present in cyber-bullying, it is not the same as sexual harassment and does not necessarily involve sexual predators.

Cyber-bullying vs. cyber-stalking

The practice of cyberbullying is not limited to children and, while the behavior is identified by the same definition in adults, the distinction in age groups is referred to as cyberstalking orcyberharassment when perpetrated by adults toward adults. Common tactics used by cyberstalkers are to vandalize a search engine or encyclopedia, to threaten a victim's earnings, employment, reputation, or safety.

A pattern of repeated such actions against a target by and between adults constitutes cyberstalking.

Research

In the summer of 2008, researchers Sameer Hinduja (Florida Atlantic University) and Justin Patchin (University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire) published a book on cyber-bullying that summarized the current state of cyber-bullying research. (Bullying Beyond the Schoolyard: Preventing and Responding to Cyberbullying).^[5] Their research documents that cyber-bullying instances have been increasing over the last several years. They also report findings from the most recent study of cyber-bullying among middle-school students. Using a random sample of approximately 2000 middle-school students from a large school district in southern United States, about 10% of respondents had been cyber-bullied in the previous 30 days while over 17% reported being cyber-bullied at least once in their lifetime.^[5] While these rates are a bit lower than some of the findings from their previous research, Hinduja and Patchin point out that the earlier studies were predominantly conducted among older adolescents and Internet samples. That is, older youth use the Internet more frequently and are more likely to experience cyber-bullying than younger children.^[4]^[6]^[7]

Surveys and statistics

The National Crime Prevention Council reports cyber-bullying is a problem that affects almost half of all American teens.^[8]

In 2007, Debbie Heimowitz a Stanford University Master's student created Adina's Deck, a film based on Stanford accredited research. She worked in focus groups for ten weeks in three different schools to learn about the problem of cyber-bullying in Northern CA. The findings determined that over 60% of students had been cyber-bullied and were victims of cyber-bullying. The film is now being used in classrooms nationwide as it was designed around learning goals pertaining to problems students had understanding the topic. The middle school of Megan Meier is reportedly using the film as a solution to the crisis in their town.

In September 2006, ABC News reported on a survey prepared by I-Safe.Org. This 2004 survey of 1,500 students between grades 4-8 reported:

42% of kids have been bullied while online. One in four have had it happen more than once.
35% of kids have been threatened online. Nearly one in five had had it happen more than once.
21% of kids have received mean or threatening e-mails or other messages.
58% of kids admit someone has said mean or hurtful things to them online. More than four out of ten say it has happened more than once.
58% have not told their parents or an adult about something mean or hurtful that happened to them online.

A 2006 survey by Harris Interactive^[9] reported:

43% of U.S. teens having experienced some form of cyberbullying in the past year.

Similarly, a Canadian study found:

23% of middle-schoolers surveyed had been bullied by e-mail
35% in chat rooms
41% by text messages on their cell phones
Fully 41% did not know the identity of the perpetrators.

The Youth Internet Safety Survey-2, conducted by the Crimes Against Children Research Center at the University of New Hampshire in 2005, found that 9% of the young people in the survey had experienced some form of harassment.^[10] The survey was a nationally representative telephone survey of 1,500 youth 10–17 years old. One third reported feeling distressed by the incident, with distress being more likely for younger respondants and those who were the victims of aggressive harassment (including being telephoned, sent gifts, or visited at home by the harasser).^[11] Compared to youth not harassed online, victims are more likely to have social problems. On the other hand, youth who harass others are more likely to have problems with rule breaking and aggression.^[12] Significant overlap is seen — youth who are harassed are significantly more likely to also harass others.

Hinduja and Patchin completed a study in the summer of 2005 of approximately 1,500 Internet-using adolescents and found that over one-third of youth reported being victimized online, and over 16% of respondents admitted to cyber-bullying others. While most of the instances of cyber-bullying involved relatively minor behavior (41% were disrespected, 19% were called names), over 12% were physically threatened and about 5% were scared for their safety.

Notably, less than 15% of victims told an adult about the incident.^[6]

Additional research by Hinduja and Patchin^[7] found that youth who report being victims of cyber-bullying also experience stress or strain that is related to offline problem behaviors such as running away from home, cheating on a school test, skipping school, or using alcohol or marijuana. The authors acknowledge that both of these studies provide only preliminary information about the nature and consequences of online bullying, due to the methodological challenges associated with an online survey.

According to a 2005 survey by the National Children's Home charity and Tesco Mobile^[13] of 770 youth between the ages of 11 and 19, 20% of respondents revealed that they had been bullied via electronic means. Almost three-quarters (73%) stated that they knew the bully, while 26% stated that the offender was a stranger. 10% of responders indicated that another person has taken a picture and/or video of them via a cellular phone camera, consequently making them feel uncomfortable, embarrassed, or threatened. Many youths are not comfortable telling an authority figure about their cyber-bullying victimization for fear their access to technology will be taken from them; while 24% and 14% told a parent or teacher respectively, 28% did not tell anyone while 41% told a friend.^[13]

A survey by the Crimes Against Children Research Center at the University of New Hampshire in 2000 found that 6% of the young people in the survey had experienced some form of harassment including threats and negative rumours and 2% had suffered distressing harassment.^[10]

Comparison to traditional bullying

Certain characteristics inherent in online technologies increase the likelihood that they will be exploited for deviant purposes.^[4] Unlike physical bullying, electronic bullies can remain virtually anonymous using temporary email accounts, pseudonyms in chat rooms, instant messaging programs, cell-phone text messaging, and other Internet venues to mask their identity; this perhaps frees them from normative and social constraints on their behavior.

Furthermore, cyber-bullies might be emboldened when using electronic means to carry out their antagonistic agenda because it takes less energy and courage to express hurtful comments using a keypad or a keyboard than with one’s voice.

Additionally, electronic forums often lack supervision. While chat hosts regularly observe the dialog in some chat rooms in an effort to police conversations and evict offensive individuals, personal messages sent between users (such as electronic mail or text messages) are viewable only by the sender and the recipient, thereby outside the regulatory reach of such authorities. In addition, when teenagers know more about computers and cellular phones than their parents or guardians, they are therefore able to operate the technologies without concern that a parent will discover their experience with bullying (whether as a victim or offender).

Another factor is the inseparability of a cellular phone from its owner, making that person a perpetual target for victimization. Users often need to keep their phone turned on for legitimate purposes, which provides the opportunity for those with malicious intentions to engage in persistent unwelcome behavior such as harassing telephone calls or threatening and insulting statements via the cellular phone’s text messaging capabilities. Cyber-bullying thus penetrates the walls of a home, traditionally a place where victims could seek refuge from other forms of bullying.

One possible advantage for victims of cyber-bullying over traditional bullying is that they may sometimes be able to avoid it simply by avoiding the site/chat room in question. Email addresses and phone numbers can be changed; in addition, most e-mail accounts now offer services that will automatically filter out messages from certain senders before they even reach the inbox, and phones offer similar caller ID functions.

Unfortunately, this obviously does not protect against all forms of cyber bullying; publishing of defamatory material about a person on the internet is extremely difficult to prevent and once it is posted, millions of people can potentially download it before it is removed. Some perpetrators may post victims' photos, or victims' edited photos like defaming captions or pasting victims' faces on nude bodies. Examples of famous forums for disclosing personal data or photos to "punish" the "enemies" include the Hong Kong Golden Forum, Live Journal, and more recentlyJuicyCampus. Despite policies that describe cyber-bullying as a violation of the terms of service, many social networking Web sites have been used to that end.^[14]

Legislation against cyber-bullying

Legislation geared at penalizing cyber-bullying has been introduced in a number of states including New York, Missouri, Rhode Island and Maryland. At least seven states passed laws against digital harassment in 2007. Dardenne Prairie of Springfieled, Missouri passed a city ordinance making online harassment a misdemeanor. The city of St. Charles, Missouri has passed a similar ordinance. Missouri is among other states where lawmakers are pursuing state legislation, with a task forces expected to have “cyberbullying” laws drafted and implemented.^[15] In June, 2008, Rep. Linda Sanchez (D-Calif.) and Rep. Kenny Hulshof (R-Mo.) proposed a federal law that would criminalize acts of cyberbullying.^[16]

Lawmakers are seeking to address cyberbullying with new legislation because there's currently no specific law on the books that deals with it. A fairly new federal cyberstalking law might address such acts, according to Aftab, but no one has been prosecuted under it yet. The proposed federal law would make it illegal to use electronic means to "coerce, intimidate, harass or cause other substantial emotional distress."

In August 2008, the California state legislature passed one of the first laws in the country to deal directly with cyberbullying. The legislation, Assembly Bill 86 2008, gives school administrators the authority to discipline students for bullying others offline or online.^[17] This law took effect, January 1, 2008. ^[18]

A recent ruling first seen in the UK determined that it is possible for an Internet Service Provider (ISP) to be liable for the content of sites which it hosts, setting a precedent that any ISP should treat a notice of complaint seriously and investigate it immediately.^[19]

Harmful effects

Research had demonstrated a number of serious consequences of cyber-bullying victimization.^[4]^[5]^[6]^[7] For example, victims have lower self-esteem, increased suicidal ideation, and a variety of emotional responses, cyberbullying back, being scared, frustrated, angry, and depressed.^[5]

One of the most damaging effects is that a victim begins to avoid friends and activities, often the very intention of the cyber-bully.

Cyber-bullying campaigns are sometimes so damaging that victims have committed suicide. There are at least four examples in the United States where cyber-bullying has been linked to the suicide of a teenager.^[5] The suicide of Megan Meier is a recent example that led to the conviction of the adult perpetrator of the attacks.

Intimidation, emotional damage, suicide

The reluctance youth have in telling an authority figure about instances of cyber-bullying has led to fatal outcomes. At least three children between the ages of 12 and 13 have committed suicide due depression brought on by cyber-bullying, according to reports by USA Today and the Baltimore Examiner.

Lost revenue, threatened earnings, defamation

Studies are being conducted by large companies to gauge loss of revenue through malicious false postings. Cyberstalkers seek to damage their victim's earnings, employment, reputation, or safety. A 2008 High Court ruling determined that, generally speaking, slander is when a defamatory statement has been made orally without justification. Libelous statements are those that are recorded with some degree of permanence. This would include statements made by email or on online bulletin boards.^[20]

Adults and the workplace

Cyber-bullying is not limited to personal attacks or children. Cyberharassment, referred to as cyberstalking when involving adults, takes place in the workplace or on company web sites, blogs or product reviews.

A survey of 1,072 workers by the Dignity and Work Partnership found that one in five had been bullied at work by e-mail and research has revealed 1 in 10 UK employees believes cyber-bullying is a problem in their workplace.^[21]

Cyber-bullying also is rampant on Wikipedia entries, Amazon.com and iTunes,^{[citation needed]} where product reviews along with other consumer-generated data are being more closely monitored and flagged for content that is deemed malicious and biased as these sites have become tools to cyberbully by way of malicious requests for deletion of articles, vandalism, abuse of administrative positions, and ganging up on products to post "false" reviews and vote products down.

Cyberstalkers use posts, forums, journals and other online means to present a victim in a false and unflattering light. The question of liability for harassment and character assassination is particularly salient to legislative protection since the original authors of the offending material are, more often than not, not only anonymous, but untraceable. Nevertheless, abuse should be consistently brought to company staffers' attention.

Recognition of adult and workplace cyber-bullying tactics

Common tactics used by cyberstalkers is to vandalize a search engine or encyclopedia, to threaten a victim's earnings, employment, reputation, or safety. Various companies provide cases of cyber-stalking (involving adults) follow the pattern of repeated actions against a target. While motives vary, whether romantic, a business conflict of interest, or personal dislike, the target is commonly someone whose life the stalker sees or senses elements lacking in his or her own life. Web-based products or services leveraged against cyberstalkers in the harassment or defamation of their victims.

The source of the defamation seems to come from four types of online information purveyors: Weblogs, industry forums or boards, and commercial Web sites. Studies reveal that while some motives are personal dislike, there is often direct economic motivation by the cyberstalker, including conflict of interest, and investigations reveal the responsible party is an affiliate or supplier of a competitor, or the competitor itself.

Cyber-bullying awareness campaigns

In March 2007, the Advertising Council in the United States, in partnership with the National Crime Prevention Council, U.S. Department of Justice, and Crime Prevention Coalition of America, joined to announce the launch of a new public service advertising campaign designed to educate preteens and teens about how they can play a role in ending cyber-bullying.

Cyber-bullying was the subject of a forum at the British House of Commons chaired by Tim Loughton and Louise Burfitt-Dons of Act Against Bullying.^[22] A Pew Internet and American Life survey found that 33% of teens were subject to some sort of cyber-bullying.^[23]

20 January 2008 — the Boy Scouts of America's 2008 edition of The Boy Scout Handbook addresses how to deal with online bullying. A new First Class rank requirements adds: "Describe the three things you should avoid doing related to use of the Internet. Describe a cyberbully and how you should respond to one." ^[24] ^[25]

31 January 2008 — KTTV Fox 11 News based in Los Angeles, California put out a report about organized cyber-bullying on sites like Stickam by people who call themselves "/b/rothas".^[26]The site had put out report on July 26, 2007, about a subject that partly featured cyberbullying titled "hackers on steroids".^[27]

2 June 2008 — Parents, teens, teachers, and Internet executives came together at Wired Safety's International Stop Cyberbullying Conference, a two-day gathering in White Plains, New York and New York City. Executives from Facebook, Verizon, MySpace, Microsoft, and many others talked with hundreds about how to better protect themselves, personal reputations, kids and businesses online from harassment. Sponsors of the conference included McAfee, AOL, Disney, Procter & Gamble, Girl Scouts of the USA, WiredTrust, Children’s Safety Research and Innovation Centre, KidZui.com and others. This conference was being delivered in conjunction and with the support of Pace University. Topics addressed included cyberbullying and the law, with discussions about laws governing cyberbullying and how to distinguish between rudeness and criminal harassment. Additional forums addressed parents’ legal responsibilities, the need for more laws, how to handle violent postings of videos be handled, as well as the differentiation between free speech and hate speech. Cyberharassment vs. cyberbullying was a forefront topic, where age makes a difference and abusive internet behavior by adults with repeated clear intent to harm, ridicule or damage a person or business was classified as stalking harassment vs. bullying by teens and young adults.^[28]

Community support

A number of businesses and organizations are in coalition to provide awareness, protection and recourse for the escalating problem. Some aim to inform and provide measures to avoid as well as effectively terminate cyber-bullying and cyber-harassment. Anti-bullying charity Act Against Bullying launched the CyberKind campaign in August 2009 to promote positive internet usage.

Firms have developed tools to help parents combat cyberbullying. In 2008, the company Vanden unveiled a tool that allows children to instantly notify selected adults when they are bullied or harassed online. CyberBully Alert also documents the threatening message by saving a screen shot of the child's computer when the child triggers an alert. CyberPatrol and LookBothWays are two firms that keep up with internet trends.^[29]

In 2007, YouTube introduced the first Anti-Bullying Channel for youth, (BeatBullying) engaging the assistance of celebrities to tackle the problem.^[30]

Mossley Hollins High School in Manchester has recently taken the national lead in developing resources and material in the UK for schools and services to use. Will Aitken, coordinator of ICT, recently organized the countries first cyber-bullying awareness day for students and parents.^[31]

Cyber-bullying in media and pop culture

Adina's Deck— a film about three 8th graders who help their friend who's been cyber-bullied.
Let's Fight It Together — a film produced by Childnet International to be used in schools to support discussion and awareness raising around cyberbullying.
Odd Girl Out — a film about a girl who is bullied at school and online.
Shredderman Rules — a film about a middle schooler who cyber-bullies the school bully to exact revenge for being bullied physically and emotionally.

Women and cyber-bullying

Kathy Sierra is a Java expert and tech blogger who was bullied and endured hate-speech and threats online^[32]. This online misogyny was not only directed at tech-bloggers but occurred in the FLOSS community too ^[33] ^[34] ^[35].

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i had a great day today

2009-10-09T22:15:00.001-07:00

went for a walk, got some cardio done, ate a healthy lunch and watched a good movie. im proud of myself because i had a great day, nothing blew up in my face, and there wasnt a single hatefull thought floating through my head! when i originaly created the posterous site, it was to infinitely up brian. but after a few weeks i suddenly realized the potential to reach a audience that spanned the world with my thoughts. its amazing how fast i grew in readership despite my lack of editing. i feel like those of you who return to read my stuff, are like my family. so thank you for your support!

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not reading anymore comments.

2009-10-09T10:10:00.001-07:00

not because im afraid, but because the planet isnt interested in my personal squables.

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in the next three months

2009-10-09T06:03:00.001-07:00

i need to get three chapters written, 42 pages done, two stories finished and over three hundred pages edited. i am too busy getting all these things done. i apologized and theres not much else i can do to soothe this wave of anger everyone seems to be on. why stay angry at some one for a message?

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interesting.

2009-10-08T22:40:00.001-07:00

folks, let me tell you something. im over whatever happened. its in the past, i like to look to the future and forget about what went down. that being said, i had a great day today. and the post bout the crazy crack head was about robert. so get your facts straight before makin stupid comments. while i could rant a little about all the woes and naysayers, im not going to. its obvious to me now that ill have to say who it is im insulting to avoid any confusion. the wood brothers are cool in my book. im wiped out. speaking of which, i should be done with ch6 by mid november.

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news for Victorville, Brussels, London, and Hesperia

2009-10-08T13:46:00.001-07:00

for victorville:
http://www.vvdailypress.com/news/gran-14915-torino-victorville.html

for brussels:
http://www.demorgen.be/

for london:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/local/london/hi/

for hesperia:
http://www.hesperiastar.com/

Just woke up to the sound of high pitched yipping. I think shes on helium.

2009-10-08T06:32:00.001-07:00

irritation, release through writing.

2009-10-07T10:13:00.001-07:00

hello folks. for those that care im just going to do what i normaly do. ive been noticing that most of you visiting are from victorville, hesperia, parts of la, and bits and peices of the rest of earth. so double kudos to you all. i highly encourage you all to tell your friends about my sites and spread the word that im back and ive got some incredible thoughts to tell you all. also look forward to new chapters for IW and SD!

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On my way to the college now. How do i talk to someone through their lawyer? Weird.

2009-10-06T08:23:00.001-07:00

feel free to nail this guy.

2009-10-04T21:32:00.001-07:00

well folks, here its is, another opium blog... yeah right. anyways, let me catch you up on a few things, next tuesday i will be talking with uswin for as long as i feel safe, and the conversation doesnt lead to me getting hurt in one way or another. ive already taken down the pic from the posterous site, and ill soon be deleting the blog post here as well. anyways, im going to just ramble on, why? i want to!

so for those of you whove been following the story so far, thanks a bunch... or there could be one really crazy person with 25 computers bumping my hits. who knows at this point. but his electric bill must be fucking crazy... thats defenatley for sure! yeah yeah, screw off robert. i feel for your situation, but not so much for the fact your slightly crazy. ill show ya what i mean.

plus i need to get it out there for the record of events as well.

the name of this guy is robert ________ dont know his last name. but i like to call him treebeard, yes the ent from lotr. why? he has this crazy assed beard that looks like its a habitat for crack addled birds or something. anyways, hes a homeless dude thats just bufugly. the total oppisite of perty. even by redneck standards. anyways this is for the record so ill just put his response to my drunk email nuke, then my first reply, then my newest reply now that ive figured out it was robert and not uswin like i originally thought it was. wierd huh?

btw? his myspace name is "All-American Southern Redneck MuthaFukka" just thought id put that out there. anyways, heres robert/treebeard/the creepy fugly guy's response.

"Dickwad, I read what you typed, And on the first note, on what you typed about me, who the FUCK taught your retarded ass how to type? holy fuck, my 5 year old cousin could type better than that. Learn english, not engrish, you idiotic fuck. Secondly, WHERE THE FUCK do you get off, saying that shit about me? YOU'RE the one that has the restraining orders, at least two that i know of, for a fact. YOU'RE the creepy bastard that got caught filiming girls walking by on campus so you could stalk them later, and your lame excuse was, "I'm filiming the ducks." Motherfucker, if you ever, EVER put my name in your mouth again, and come back on campus, i promise you, you will be in extreme mental anguish, and you will not ever have kids, you cocksucking, assramming, shiteating, polesmoking analdwelling idiotic dicksplash motherfucking punkassed prick faggot pedophile sonofabitch. Have a nice life, you pathetic little loser. I wonder exactly how you 'll ever get published as a writer with the extreme lack of skills you showed in that email i saw."

isnt he FRIENDLY??? yes he is folks. now my initial thought was that this was uswin... so i was polite when normally id rant and rave and start a whole new can of worms.. which is kinda my style if the message is angry. so heres my reply back to "him".

"next chance i get ill add this to the record as well brian quinones, darryl maples, uswin wood. if this is the third one then the inclusion of you was nothing more then a mistake of judgement. how ever the first one ive apologized for. darryl maples is the one you should thank for your now bruised ego. do unto others as they do unto you. i have followed through on this to the letter. and linz has completed the circle by roasting me. so your problem no longer is with me but rather the planet earth as i have already acheived the pranks goal many many times over. the only real reason your ticked is because i did what you did to me. as for my writing style... its called a rough draft. there is nothing more to talk about with you three because this matter is finished as far as i am concerned. go cry foul over your bruised egos on 4chan. cause thats where i posted a fixed version with darryl only just minutes ago."

please note: i have no clue how to post on 4chan, nor would i want to really. that was my first reply. now, since i KNOW its robert/fugly/treebeard, heres my response, and i really do hope poor wittle robert reads this... hes my biggest blogstalker so far! tee hee!

"dear poor angry ugly person. i am withholding all and any angry comment back because i feel they have programs for people like you. i think its either called acorn or AA, by the way. by the way, have you been shaving with a peice of glass or something? because you look even worse then when i first saw you.

"as per the orders, i was unaware that they could be done with out notifying the person they wish to stay away from... interesting. also, as for the formentioned video, i taped over it with other footage, and yes, i was filming the ducks. the ducks are fun to watch. but thats besides the point. i was merely persuing my interest of filming. ive no actual interest in following anybody around. trust me, im not the creepy one.

"as per what i wrote, i have the freedom of expression, and when inebriated, i USE that FREEDOM to the best of my ability, whether or not you aprove of what i write about it, how i write about it, and the subject matter at hand, is none of my concern. the fact of the matter is that you, my angry little friend are nothing more then a speedbump trying to slow down the progress of those you find displeasing to be around.

"but, thats besides the point. robert, i want you to know that... you are NOT the king of the desert... you might be king of the crackneedle, queen of the dimebag, and duke of the lsd trips, but you, are not, the king of me. you do NOT boss me around. you do NOT tell me where to go and where not to go. you do NOT tell me what i can and can not do. there is something comically sad about you, always hovering in the net like a rich person, who, by the way, if you wanted to emulate, i could set you up with five or six couch cushions to make a little fort out of...

"but i digress my angry little wizard of oz reject. you see, i award originality, i love it to death. originality is what sets the great from the not so great. see, if you had known that, then you would have chosen better then the usual gammet of insults. but do not cut yourself for need of emotional damage. i am simply stating that you COULD do better then the usual ho hum quality of insults you chose to sadly display.

"on another note, i AM going to marry miss caasi lee drury, i just need to talk to manuel about it. i will eventually have kids, and the world will be much better off for it all together. unlike you, who is presumabley homeless, angry, stressed out beyond normal, and unshaven... also? your face looks like a monkey. just saying. i have plans and goals, while you merely just hang on to your self centered cross dressing ego plays second life online.

"that is another fact i wish to adress. the simple fact that you play a female character, who likes to do guys in the butt with a purple shlong in a VIRTUAL game... says a lot about how you feel about yourself. psychologicaly, your fucked.

"that being said, my style of writing, which is unedited, is merely a rough draft for a grander plan. i will become a published author, and in one planned book, i will dedicate to tearing your angry, degrading, fugly, mean spirited... well, i could go on, but the majority of this reply speaks for itself. my style of writing is my own, i like it. if you dont, then why do you read it? do you secretly wish you couldhave my lifestyle? and why your fixation on phalic insults? so you secrectly want to come out of the closet?

"i feel for your situation, i really do. i may be a jack ass, but i am not a cold hearltess person that you seem to think i am. however, i will NEVER tolerate disrespectful behaviour or messages from others. including those less fortunate then myself. so to you my angry hominid, i bid you adue.

"may you soon be group shanked. because we both know you wouldve perferred it things had been much better off lifestyle wise. sigh."

and there you go.

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2009-10-04T17:36:00.001-07:00

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yay greece!

2009-10-04T09:23:00.001-07:00

Greece's opposition Panhellenic Socialist Movement (Pasok) has claimed victory in the country's snap election.

Exit polls suggest Pasok has secured between 41% and 44% of the vote and will have a parliamentary majority.

The ruling conservative New Democracy, party, led by Prime Minister Costas Karamanlis has between 34% and 37%, the polls suggest.

Official results from the election are not expected to be announced for several hours.

ingushetia... from bbc.news.co.uk

2009-10-04T09:21:00.005-07:00

Ingushetia's cycle of violence

Political violence and killings seem to be daily occurrences in the tiny mainly Muslim republic of Ingushetia in the Russian North Caucasus, which shares a border with Chechnya. Dom Rotheroe explains why.

Batyr Albakov's family learned of his death via the internet

"Don't mention to our mother that he was tortured before he died," one of the sisters of the late Batyr Albakov whispers to us before we interview his family.

"She doesn't know about that and she has a weak heart."

They came in the early hours of 10 July to take Mamma Albakov's son away. Two carloads of security forces had barged their way into the family flat in Russia's Caucasian republic of Ingushetia.

Eleven days later, Batyr's family learned of his death through a report on the internet.

In that time, the 26-year-old aeroplane engineer had supposedly become an Islamic militant, acquired a gun and camouflage gear and been killed in a shoot-out with security forces.

Daily violence

The lie to this is given as soon as Batyr's mother is out of the room, and his siblings show us the mobile phone photos they cannot let her know about.

The photos of their brother's body reveal an array of gruesome injuries - multiple haematomas, knife wounds, an arm almost severed at the shoulder - that could hardly have been sustained in a gunfight.

Such incidents occur almost daily in Ingushetia. The territory with its 300,000 people has suffered for sharing a border with Chechnya during the latter's two wars for independence from Russia.

After Russia finally took control of Chechnya, extremist rebels proclaimed an Islamic Emirate Of The North Caucasus and spread the fight into Russia's other mainly Muslim republics, like Ingushetia.

Their jihadi ideology has not found much sympathy with the general population.

A few miles down the road from the Albakovs we meet another grieving family.

Some days before, two of their sisters were shot dead by militants in their roadside kiosk.

'Fake' attack

It was probably because they were selling alcohol, which is not a crime in conservative but secular Ingushetia.

Yet, like the Albakovs, the family of the murdered sisters lay the final responsibility on the Russian and Ingush authorities and their security forces.

The way these institutions have cracked down on not only the militants but many innocent people has made them the perfect recruiters for the insurgents.

Batyr Albakov's sister, Lisa, blames it on statistics. The security forces have to show they are actively combating the militants, she says.

But it is much easier to grab a civilian and dress his corpse up as a militant rather than go into the woods and actually fight the jihadis.

People here seem to think the only good thing the Russian authorities have done is replace Ingushetia's loathed President Zyazikov with the popular Yunis-Bek Yevkurov last year.

Mr Yevkurov cracked down on the previous regime's corruption and initiated talks with the militants, yet this June he was nearly killed in a suicide bomb attack on his car.

In a society in which blood vendettas are part of a man's honour, young male relatives of the deceased have to seek their own justice

Since then the fight against the militants has indeed been stepped up, but so has the violence against civilians by the security forces.

More than 200 people have been killed so far this year, the same figure as for the whole of 2008.

More and more young men are going "into the hills", as joining the rebels is known.

Some may do so out of religious belief, yet Magomed Mutsolgov of human rights NGO, Mashr, believes that at least 80% leave home because of revenge.

Mashr's office is dominated by a board displaying photographs of the 174 people, including Magomed's younger brother, who have disappeared without trace during the past seven years.

The vast majority of them, Magomed says, were kidnapped by security forces.

In the other 500 cases of abduction and murder that are not on the board, not a single member of the security forces has been brought before a court.

'No justice'

It is a complaint we hear all over Ingushetia, that there is no law or justice.

President Yunis-Bek Yevkurov was nearly killed in a suicide attack

In a society in which blood vendettas are part of a man's honour, young male relatives of the deceased have to seek their own justice.

They head into the hills to get a gun and take revenge. And while with the extremists, their ideology may shift accordingly.

Some may become suicide bombers, of which the North Caucasus has seen a resurgence this summer, culminating in an attack on Ingushetia's main police station in August which killed 21 and injured more than 100 more.

My most poignant memory of the Albakov family is of Batyr's younger brother, Beslan.

Beslan's rejects blood revenge and wants legal justice for his brother, a justice he knows will never come.

He also knows that the security forces will suspect him of seeking revenge and therefore may come for him at any time.

His quietly desperate face is the face of Ingushetia today, trapped between the rock and hard place of the militants and the authorities who seem intent on feeding the ever-growing cycle of violence.