singolarita dimensionale, part 1.5

caasi landed at the center of the forty acre rainbow colored grassy plane. she walked over and layed on her stomach to get a better grasp of the situation. she let out a small squeak of unease as she was looking back at herself. "hi!" the other caasi said in a warbled tone of voice. her hazel eyes darting this way and that. "uh... hi? who are you?" caasi said to caasi in an uneasy sort of way. "oh! im you! my husband and i have been here for a few minutes now!" she giggled weirdly and then turned her head towards whatever attracted her attention and left. caasi felt completely freaked out about her uber cheery self and decided it was for the best if she just checked on morgan.

morgan didnt need any checking up on as his first and apparently only order of business was the devouring of anything that looked edible. "DONT EAT ME!" "I HAVE TO! IM HUNGRY!" morgan screamed in joy and ran after a giant cherry flavored lifesaver. "IM SORRY! DONT HJUDGE ME!" the lifesaver screamed in panic and jumped off the side of the plane, only for its copy to plop onto the grassy plain. "OH GOD! NOT AGAIN!" caasi could hear the first lifesaver say as a hearty slobbering sound could be heard along with the sound of a warbled morgans laughter.

"ugh... morgan! get back here NOW!" caasi said to morgan as loud as she could. morgan however was caught in a delemna of his own creation. there were now four giant living lifesaver, all screaming their heads off and running around in four different directions. now all he had to do was eat all four of them and then he would overcome his problem. "SHWARZENFEUER! ERDE!EIS-WURZEL-DORN-STURM!" instantly giant snake like roots covered in sharp spines of ice shot through the ground under neath the four lifesavers, saving morgan the time of chasing them each down. "yes dear?"

caasi didnt know what to think at this point. she could understand morgans insatiable desire to eat things, no matter if they could feel him doing it to them or not, but she needed to find out a way to get out of the singolarita dimensionale before resaec had a chance to enact his destructive masterp lan whatever that would be. "may i help you?" a voice said that seemed lofty and full of energy. it also happened to belong to a friend of overlord vals. "um..." morgan could only try to sputter the words. but caasi managed to get them out just fine.

"hello there! my name is caasi gavin and this is my husband, morgan, could you please help me out? my darling seems to have a bit of a hunger streak going for him. also... who are you?" the creature looked first at caasi with a sense of smugness to its marble face, then to morgan with a slight sense of horror. "i... and doow suwin. please follow me this way. i have much to tell you about this place. and even somethings about the underside of this place as well."

doow suwin looked like what appeared to be the result if a human, a bat, a diamond, and a chess games bishop ever decided to get it on in a freaky four way and then give birth to this creature. it had long silvery wings, a slender, clear, faceted body that ended with two tails. the face was had one eye, three mouths, and a hole that seemed to have no effect on its inner workings. doow led caasi into the first house. and then lead morgan in next. caasi simply was amazed at the way everything in the house was twisted visually but operated as if nothing were wrong.

she took a step forward and the house shrank. she stepped backwards and the house grew. she looked left, the house inverted itself, when she turned right, the house seemed bent on killing a fly with just about as much accuracy as a bind man with palsy trying to draw a straight line does. she was ismply so amazed at the inner workings of the house, that she nearly forgot that morgan was right in front of her. "im gonna throw up the lifesavers..." he simply said as he ran out of the house.

"doow... tell me about the singolarita please..." caasi said with a feined interest as doow followed her around. "this is the place where all three dimensions become one, the very center of the imagination, the pheonix that gives birth to the waking, the dream, and the nightmare!" doow explained with a heartfelt joy. "the singolarita dimensionale is comprised of the illogical, the first house which you were just in. then there is the unreasonable, which is the house that your husband just ran into... and just proceeded to throw up just outside of... and then the third house would be the incomprhendable!" doow laughed in joy. "but... what about the other side? how come i saw me, and then i talked to myself, and then watched as i left?" caasi asked aloud. she saw the expression projected on doows face go from joyful to serious. "the otherside contains the houses of the reasonable, the logical, and the comprehendable."

morgan chased after another giant living lifesaver, completely carefree that he would cause it grave injury from his eating it. "I WANT TO GIVE YOU A LITTLE NIBBLE! JUST ONE... LITTLE... NIBBLE!" "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?" "A NIBBLE!" morgan screamed as he careened into the living candy and slammed it into hundreds of edible peices. all which proceeded to scream and panic as morgan began sweeping them all into his open maw. caasi looked back at doow and asked one very important question that seriously needed to be answered. "is there going to be any end to those things at all?" doow shook his head complacently. "nope. it comes standard with the places. moving on!"

morgan finally became sick of the living candy popping up whenever they pleased and started to ignore their high pitched screams when ever they would see him. "knock it off! erde, seal those things off!" doow became highly agitated with morgan. "you seriously DO NOT want to do that. they multiply like rabbits and i hate killing them off." caasi gigled for a little bit before coming to her senses. "so, being the center of the three dimensions, do you about the god of terror?" doow landed on the edge of the plain and yawned. "yes... he is not very powerful in this place as he could only stay here for a few seconds before being spat out of the white hole... the hwite hole is filled with very strong creatures that take more pride in toying with their enemies that eneter their domain."

it seemed that caasi needed to find out a way to get herself and morgan back out of the singolarita dimensionale before they too were pulled into the white hole. but first, she needed to stop morgan from eating all the lifesavers. she was hungry as well.

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the loving art of throwing pointy things

well folks, im here to tell you about darts. yes darts. why do i feel the need to tell you about the need to compulsively throw sharp things at a non living circle? because i want to. thats why. anyways, every thursday i play darts with some friends, and its a lot of fun. i realy need to work on my aim though and accuracy as well. oh well i need a distraction from my current embroilment.

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Tired... Gonna go to sleep soon after i add another blog.

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Ive been up since 3:42am

and what do i have to show for it? well for starters, yesterday i had one of the most oscar deserving arguement/shouting matches never to be caught on tape... though i kinda wish it had been. oh it was fun. she wished god would strike me dead and i wished she would have a heart attack. then we went into a logical shitfit and went that course for a while. then i took a nap at 6:30 and woke up at 3:42 not much else happened worth mentioning.

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Infinite Web: The charcoaled remains of the promised souls

The universe is a mysterious and unexpecting place to be in, anything and everything happens there, life, planets, wormholes, and legendary acts of long forgotten experimentations that still traverse the vast expanses of the great, black, plain.

The tale you are about to enter is one of greatest adventure. Love, humour, and action. Drama, horror... Life and death. These tales are interwoven by the 200 souls that have been trapped inside it. But there is something else with in the creation that the souls dare not mention or think about. The Great Squishadon. What was its origin? Why did it take these particular souls? The thing that holds them, the very thing trapped in there with them, has divided these 200 souls that have banded together into four different colonies, that had been spread out far enough away that they did not know of the other three from the very beginning... but they were not in those colonies by choice, each had its own rules and laws, its own customs and teachings.

 Each colony had its own way of punishing those who didn't follow those laws and teachings. How are these laws and teachings, these rules and customs, and the punishments themselves are formed and carried out, would be entirely up to the inhabitants of the sphere themselves? The names of the four colonies were as followed:

The Grefnu, In the fire valleys of the crystaline skelitons. 
The Trelent, in ever expanding networks of caves and tunnels created by unseen hands.
The Stogh, in the mountianous regions, home to the ever protective sky flarn.
The Clarv, in a place that some might describe as heaven, and others might percieve it as hell.

 The souls themselves are formless, and could take any shape they desired. But, once they did, they would not be able to change back. Each soul had the full gambit of thoughts, emotions and free will bestowed upon it for a greater experiment then any single one of them could have ever understood or thought.

 The metal sphere that they were installed into, was no bigger then a tennis ball. but to them, the inside was bigger then four billion suns, and the souls could love and reproduce as they saw fit if that was what they wished. The only rules are the ones that they place upon themselves.

Prepare thy selves. For thou art about to endure one thousand years and many generations of hope and despair, laughter and mourning, war and peace, love and hate. The most importantly of all...

Evolution of the souls themselves.

 

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The universe is a mysterious and unexpecting place to be in, anything and everything happens there, life, planets, wormholes, and legendary acts of long forgotten experimentations that still traverse the vast expanses of the great, black, plain.

The tale you are about to enter is one of greatest adventure. Love, humour, and action. Drama, horror... Life and death. These tales are interwoven by the 200 souls that have been trapped inside it. But there is something else with in the creation that the souls dare not mention or think about. The Great Squishadon. What was its origin? Why did it take these particular souls? The thing that holds them, the very thing trapped in there with them, has divided these 200 souls that have banded together into four different colonies, that had been spread out far enough away that they did not know of the other three from the very beginning... but they were not in those colonies by choice, each had its own rules and laws, its own customs and teachings.

 Each colony had its own way of punishing those who didn't follow those laws and teachings. How are these laws and teachings, these rules and customs, and the punishments themselves are formed and carried out, would be entirely up to the inhabitants of the sphere themselves? The names of the four colonies were as followed:

The Grefnu, In the fire valleys of the crystaline skelitons. 
The Trelent, in ever expanding networks of caves and tunnels created by unseen hands.
The Stogh, in the mountianous regions, home to the ever protective sky flarn.
The Clarv, in a place that some might describe as heaven, and others might percieve it as hell.

 The souls themselves are formless, and could take any shape they desired. But, once they did, they would not be able to change back. Each soul had the full gambit of thoughts, emotions and free will bestowed upon it for a greater experiment then any single one of them could have ever understood or thought.

 The metal sphere that they were installed into, was no bigger then a tennis ball. but to them, the inside was bigger then four billion suns, and the souls could love and reproduce as they saw fit if that was what they wished. The only rules are the ones that they place upon themselves.

Prepare thy selves. For thou art about to endure one thousand years and many generations of hope and despair, laughter and mourning, war and peace, love and hate. The most importantly of all...

Evolution of the souls themselves.

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sogno della dinistia: singolarita dimensionale, part 1

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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cliffnotes for the series so far

1. humour of the amulet

morgan and sarah have an adventure trying to stop beast, run amoke of gummy villages, deom (personified fragments of intense emotion into a physical form and given free will), rouge (same thing, but a little more volitile) only to end up fighting each other in huge robots in a deserted city. short of destroying each other, they find out the unending strife between the deom and rouge was caused over a break up gone incredibly wrong.

2. dream throne

after morgan and sarah get back, they go their own ways for various reasons. morgan get distracted by a huge mansion under the light an even bigger orange moon. upon entering the mansion, he is greeted by a whole slew of random people. the own and creator of the mansion, sogno dinistia, finds him interesting but soon their is an unknown plot afoot and morgan suddenly blacks out.

3. infinite paths

morgan then wakes up in a cold snowy place, and ends up fighting a bunch of giant german midgets with the help of skeletal angels. after which he meets caasi in a cave, the two get aquainted and discover that the ruler of then ightmare dimension resaec is after morgan for some reason. after a few adventures they lose track of each other and morgan is thrown into a war between the dreamers guard, the deom and the rouge. after wards, the beast returns in dire need of help, searching for the deoms third. once again, morgan and sarah fight in giant robots in the deserted city, pretty much over the same reason.

4. i love you caasi

its been sometime since morgans adventures in the dream dimension, and he and caasi and enjoying some time together when reseac stops time and kidnaps caasi. morgan, being the peaceful, kindhearted guy that he is, goes back into the dream dimension, and pretty much demolishes a few million moed, (twisted versions of the deom and rouge, bent towards darker more disturbed desires, also, very irate at morgan... who knew?) vampires, werewolves, zombies, dutch speaking squirrel pirates. (yes... you read correctly) only to find out that no matter how many times he kills resaec, the nightmare king wil always get back up for more. after which a final thumping is delivered to resaec and morgan and caasi get the hell out of there.

5. the beast with out

caasi is once again nabbed into the dream dimension, and morgan follows suit, along with the beast and nordafet. they fight off various amounts of baddies, finish off a couple of dimensional overlords for one evil reason or another, and then the beast becomes the creature. who franly beats the tar out of morgan until the human gets the bright idea and finishes the creature off. he comes back from the fight and then loses the dream dimensions overlord, nordafet. not very pleased with this turn of events, he rampages across the battlefield until he meets up with resaec, only to get get stabbed through the chest by something or other. caasi saves him, morgan proposes, and resaec goes down a portal leading to god knows where.

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note to self...

i suck at bowling.

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woken from a nap by a twisted nut hair.

yep.

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どんなビルか知りなさいか。

どんなビルか知りなさいか。 I' 実際に知るのに時間をかけられるve決して… 私はそれがなぜあるか疑問に思うか。 I' 本当にm I don' tはその質問に実際に知っている答えを… そしてI' I'を考えること本当にm; m 1つの理由または別のもののための馬鹿。 It' sのok! 私は許す。 しかしないMunchkins…. I' 飲まれるm… しかしあなたが付いている脂肪を少しかみ砕くことを許可しなさい私を… または異常に笑うか、またはI'を考える間、少なくともひどく神経質になる水兵; mそのような超小型… 最初に起こるかどれが。 I' 部分的ではないm。 最近I' 私に照るチャンスを与えられる皆へ巨大なろばの何かであるve。 I' 私がそのルートをたどって行くことができるが、スマートがないmここに。 私はここ数日間のためのブライアンに屈辱を与えることと取りつかれていたまたは私が実際にべきであるものをそう、それ私は見失ったする。 そしてそれがであるもの知っているか。 ビルの友人の私のfirend、私の無声顧問、離れたところで幾つかのマイルもからの私の驚きのninjaか。 私は私の生命をもっと真剣に取るべきで人間の条件の改良のための自分自身を中性化する。 要するに学んでいるビル。 私は学ぶべきである。 私は毛が人間性の残りのように育つかわりに縮め続けるまたはなぜ何人かの人々私に彼の頭骨に再び感情を害するvals宇宙のaobutのhtemのysteriesを、いかにのような学ぶべきである、whielは他私の会社を楽しむ、また更に私がそれの地獄のための抱きしめ、次にcharminの歌を歌いたいと思うようにどうして感じるかより神秘的…か。 傷付けなさいcharminの歌を…. 私はちょうど抱擁を必要とする。 私の心ビルにあるたくさん多くの事が、ある。 何のように私が仕事を得れば、得るお金を起こり、次に何か。 whatllはそれから起こるか。 私はちょうどobstanantlely私のfirstiのnstictに続き、世界のstupidest売春斡旋業者になることによって愚かに行動するか。 またはIは私の小さく小さい肩の人間性の残りの運命のための自分自身をよくする。 私に小さい肩がある。 それらを見るべきである…小さいそこに性交…. hsouldersビルがあるか。 か。 肩がか。か。あるか。か。 私はあなたがビルを….する神の愛を望む ので人々が肩を多くの愚かな事起こってもらわない時。 次にその1の事をしたその1人の人、および他の1の人がこと他の事したそれのように。 私は考え、私が…これを送ることを後悔するかもしれないが、それが私が危険にさらされた種ビルであるので私が飲まれて得ることの支払う価格であることを酔ったブログを書き、次に自己保存のために戦う。 私はassholicoasのdiliberatatisのidiotisである。 … latan…ヘブライのためのそのギリシャ人…彼が人を配置する。 私は力を…チャネルを変える…する有するあなたに起こるか。 チャネルの退屈させて得、次により悪い何かにチャネルを変えるか。 私は世界ビルのために恐れている、私実際に… 私はこれの後で良い行っていない。 私はゆっくり私の夢によって私の心のuntravelを見始めている。 ろばの扶助料で4人の子供、重い抵当および苦痛を支払うべき有するので私の精神のその堅い。 主任を述べないことはろばである。 悪い精神。 すべてそれはそれに愛されてほしい。 私の精神ビルを愛するか。 私は悪い状態この時点で何かに実際に当りたいと思う。 私はあるどんな時点、しかし私確かめるか確実ではない驚くばかり、叙事詩、および発泡スチロールのおそらく作られてであることをことを。 私が発泡スチロール都市を破壊したいと思うので。 小さい泡の泡による小さい泡の泡! ビル、四分の一を有するか。 そしてそう…それを使いたいと思えばか。 私は別の質問ビルをしてもいいか。 私は悪人であるか。 私は私がよいが、私がどうしても…もう知らないことを考える 私は助けを必要とする。 または私落ち着かせられる必要がありなさいどちらか。 私は私がむしろ着席するそれから死ぬことを考える。 続いているものが知っていることの恐怖、あなたは出口を変える力をええ来る…、死とのであるよりよいそしてsedation有しないが。 しかし私は死にたいと思わない私は落ち着きたいと思う。 私はむしろ誘惑される… 私はcaasiの… shesを私の完全な天使愛する。 IDは何でも彼女に起こる悪い…私の心を失う 私はこのポイントむしろ飲まれる…. それは時々私の心によるどんな思考のlfoatを…私悪人または善良な人がこの時点であるか私をおびえさせるか。 善良な人なら広告、私は赤いルビー色の緩みが魔法使いが最終的に私に家を送返すエメラルドのゲームの店に戻って私の方法を見つけることを必要とするか。 重要ではない…. 皆はグループの私を憎む…するためにあなたが私をビル憎まないか。 私は私が問題で発言を有することを考えない。 そのok。 グループの心的状態は頻繁に仲間からの圧力、か必要性のために粘着性くまの収集の一部としてaknoledgeである来る。 私は私がたくさんのビルを…書いたかどうか疑問に思う 私は必要とする抱擁を… 私は悪い状態…私が叫ぶ方法を…知らないが、私が叫ぶだろうように悪い状態、実際に悪い状態を…感じる 私は抱擁ビルが…ほしいと思うが、私がそれを前に言うことを得たことを確実…実際にちょっとすばらしいビルを…あなたの回すだれすばらしい人、私考えないではない。 しかし私はcaasiの外の私の好みの人々の1人考える。 エルボはだれでも、彼らjealos人ビルはjealos…か多分ない… arey ouを得るかもしれないか。 彼らはそれがなぜあるかdepressedpeopleが事のより完全にそして幸せな人々を…分析すると言うか。 それらによりよくそして幸せなpeoleをそんなに作る何が。 幸福にチャンスによって弱められる人々を与えなさい! とてつもない不況… 私は私が落ち込んでいる…ことを考え私が言う…傾くが精神分裂症の計算ビルを持っているか。 それはか。 私は私に…それが余りにあるかもしれないことを考える 私は私にこれを重要ではない…読んだかどうかある悪い事ビルに…健康なある実際に悪い事を… oh…書いた …ちょっと私が1つのより多くの質問を…する得るあなたのwieghtのために落ち込んでいる有することを私ちょうど、忘れていない純…生命の側面によってがすばらしいビルであるろばの任意神によって見捨てられるブログにこれをとにかく掲示する行っているか。 そのビルに…答えなければそのok 私は理解する。 私達が決して…話さないのに私の友人であることをありがとうは私にその少なくとも誰かが私のための心配…あるように私を感じさせる 私は非常に愛するcaasiを… 私は彼女を….失ったらどんなIDがするか知らない 大きい。 今私は…叫ぶ方法をlol把握した!

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grouped together news for my top five readers locals!

world:

The UN Security Council has unanimously adopted a resolution calling for nuclear disarmament, in a session chaired by US President Barack Obama.

The resolution calls for further efforts to stop the spread of nuclear arms, to boost disarmament and to lower the risk of "nuclear terrorism".

It was the first time a US president had chaired a Security Council summit.

 

The resolution comes amid growing concerns among Western powers over Iran's nuclear ambitions.

 

"The historic resolution we just adopted enshrines our shared commitment to the goal of a world without nuclear weapons," Mr Obama told the Security Council after the resolution was adopted.

He said the next year would be "absolutely critical in determining whether this resolution and our overall efforts to stop the spread and use of nuclear weapons are successful".

UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon called the resolution "a fresh start toward a new future".

'Proliferation risk'

The resolution does not specifically mention countries by name, such as North Korea and Iran, but reaffirms previous Security Council resolutions relating to their nuclear plans.

 

The unanimous backing for the US-drafted resolution is a measure of the growing sense of urgency.

There is a growing fear amongst disarmament experts both inside and outside government that the whole machinery intended to prevent the spread of nuclear weapons - whose cornerstone is the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty or NPT - is looking increasingly fragile.

The NPT agreement is up for revision in May and the new consensus at the UN Security Council sends a powerful signal that this key agreement must be bolstered.

Iran's nuclear programme has been criticised by the US and five nations who are set to hold talks next week.

Iran says its nuclear ambitions are for peaceful energy purposes, but others fear it is developing weapons.

Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu reflected those fears in his speech to the UN General Assembly on Thursday, saying that stopping Iran acquiring nuclear weapons was the world's most urgent task.

After the resolution was passed, Iran rejected allegations about its nuclear programme as "totally untrue" and reiterated its "readiness to engage in serious and constructive negotiations with interested parties".

The resolution commits member nations to work toward a world without nuclear weapons, and endorses a broad framework of actions to reduce global nuclear risks.

It also urges states to:

join and comply with the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty (NPT)

refrain from testing nuclear weapons and ratify the Comprehensive Test Ban Treaty (CTBT)

ensure safeguards of nuclear material and prevent trafficking

Mr Obama stressed that the US would play its part, seeking a new strategic arms reduction treaty with Russia and moving ahead with ratification of the test ban treaty.

"Although we averted a nuclear nightmare during the Cold War, we now face proliferation of a scope and complexity that demands new strategies and new approaches," Mr Obama said.

"Just one nuclear weapon exploded in a city, be it New York or Moscow, Tokyo or Beijing, London or Paris, could kill hundreds of thousands of people."

'Preposterous' allegations

Also on Thursday, a UN ministerial conference adopted a declaration urging compliance with the CTBT, which has been signed or ratified by 100 countries since 1996.

UN ON THURSDAY

Security Council:

Nuclear non-proliferation and nuclear disarmament

General Debate:

Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu

Japanese Prime Minister Yukio Hatoyama

Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez

Iraqi President Jalal Talabani

Georgian President Mikhail Saakashvili

 

China firm on Iran sanctions

Debuts and diatribes at the UN

UN Assembly: Key Issues

US Secretary of State Hillary Clinton presence at the meeting marked the first US participation at the biannual conference since 1999, when the US Senate refused to ratify the treaty.

On Wednesday, the first day of the UN General Assembly, Iran's plans came under fire from several world leaders, including French President Nicolas Sarkozy and UK Prime Minister Gordon Brown.

Russia signalled that it might be prepared to soften its opposition to sanctions against Iran over its nuclear plans, though China, another Security Council member, said increasing pressure on Iran would not be effective.

But in a statement circulated outside the Security Council on Thursday, Iran said France and the UK had not complied with their own nuclear disarmament obligations, and were therefore not in a position to judge others.

It accused Mr Sarkozy of making "preposterous" claims, and said the UK "deliberately and cynically [had] ignored its legal commitments" to the NPT.

"Our commitment to non-proliferation remains intact," the statement said.

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wedding bells

This is a note

For your eyes only

To forward this message

Is to break my word to the Kelly

So do not be alarmed

Or frightened or meak

Read on dear passenger

For there is a message I seek

No threats to the mind

No assaults to the soul

No feeling of sadness, regret, or remorse shall be retold

If life is to grow

Then so too then have I

For a marriage I have proposed

To the apple of my eye

Though my rules are strict

And my heart dead set

The one i propose to

Is not one in your friendset

This woman is beautiful

This woman is grand

This woman is my soulmate

My lover and friend

This woman I care for

Much more so then myself

The knows me and loves me

She calms my shaking hand

Her name is a blessing and her eyes are very deep

She is my one and beloved

Caasi Lee Drury

So I thought I should state

That I felt so compelled

To share this great news

This great news of wedding bells

So react how you wish

It will not affect me

For you are your own person

And I am to me

So I wish you good things in life

These three things indeed

Good memories

Happy days

And a life free from the depressing...

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La Bestia Senza, part 29. 7

he could hear caasis voice scream out his name, but in his mind it was already too late. "caasi..." his lips whispered as the sounds of screams and explosions rocked the ground sending torrents of dirt flying over his body. he felt the footsteps of resaec and val fade away as they became engulfed in the chaos of their own making. fivem inutes passed with out word or feeling. siddenly morgan felt something press against his lips and suck air out of his mouth. he felt the words of someone crying, someone wishing that he wouldnt die, someone in dear need of his help.

 

his mind sparked back to life as caasi held onto his faint and collapsed body. "caa...si.." morgan said softly as she held on to him tightly. "dont you ever do that to me again!" morgan smiled, his eyes regaining their green hue. his thoughts only on her, his heart thumping in his chest like a madly beating drum. he clutched her in his arms and held on tightly as every muscle in his body spasmed for what seemed like forever. his animalistic growls and snarls scaring caasi but she didnt care in the least. "im here, im here, im here for you morgan, dont go away again, dont go away!" morgans eyes rolled into the back of his head again as if peicing together a hidden checklist.

 

his lungs filled with her scent, the scent he loved more then anything else in the whole world. his bones broken and splintered and his body more black and blue then anything else, and yet, he managed to stand up slowly as metal stitches slammed together, forcing his bones to heal themselves. his arms still tightly clutching caasi, he pressed his lips against hers and breathed in deeply her breathe and made it his. her heart beat tremendously as her energy became his, and as his energy becam hers.

 

"im right here." morgan said definitively. "im not going anywhere... except to put an end to this madness. reason, ill need all the skeletal angels power inside me working overtime... i dont know if my body can take the strain of all that raw power, but ill sure as hell try anything once to end this plague upon our sight." reason knew better then anyone not to try and dissuade morgan once he got into this state of mind. 

 

the angels one by one slipped back into his body, their energy brighteneing his green eyes as he stepped through the chaos. a moed came rambling towards him and morgan punched throug the creature, sending a wave of black dust to the ground and causing all the other moed and rouge to take notice of his presence. resaec  and val noticed as well. "treebeard... take cake of this meddlesome rat." the waking dimensions overlord said as he and resaec continued their journey to an unknown destination. 

 

the deromo smiled gladly, his hand still covered in the glistening bright red blood that distracted his mind so much. "i will make you disapear human brat. just like i did your friend, the so called 'overlord of the dream dimen-" morgan shunted all his fury into the deromos face and shattered its body into diamond like fragments. "thatll be enough from you... my beefs with those two..." morgan said with a gleeming ruby of power lodged in his right eye and a blazing green emerald in his left. 

 

resaec turned to face morgan, but val stepped forward instead. "dont worry, ill finish him off just like i did the beast." val said with a snicker. and vanished before resaec could even open his mouth. "very well..." was all he said as he sunk into a pit of screaming shadows. morgan knew where val was even if he couldnt see him outright. "you know, for a while there i actually thought you werent going to make it morgan... i really did..." morgan smiled as he shot out a root like vien from his arm and swung hard all around him. 

 

"the really surprising thing was that even before all of this happened and those rinky dinkey little creatures of yours made off with mike and kim, i was kinda glad to have you around... but now... with all that youve done..." a root snagged onto vals foot unknowingly and wrapped itself arond the overlords foot. "now youre just going to have to die... but first... let me take care of this little pest." morgan smiled to himself. "you really shouldnt do that." val cut the root off his foot and threw it behind him, the root landed with a thud and started growing taller and taller until it had become a giant creature with several hundred vines whipping about. "that..." morgan said as he watched the root creature roar ferally. 

 

val only sighed as he scooped up the multicolored dust of treebeard and threw it on the nearest vine. the vine then snapped off and reformed the triple threat know as treebeard. "i really hate it when you do htat val." "JUST KILL HIM ALREADY!" "FEUER!" caasi screamed at the top of her lungs, her fingertips spewing a huge ball of flame that screamed and cackled towards treebeard. "no...NO... NOOOOOOOOO-" he screamed as his body imploded from the force of the blast and heat. val looked disapointed, he had somehow forgot about the giant tree like creature swinging its vines around.

 

the creatures vines whipped around vals neck and slammed him against a rock, over a mound of glass shards, through a rosebush, into a pile of venomous snakes, and finally sank him into a quick drying pit of cement. val struggled to get frre but only managed to get one arm free of the cemical substance.  his eyes wide with fear and terror as the vine started to squeeze the life out of him, suffocating him of air. "help...  hel.... he... h..." the creature finished the job by ripping vals head and spine from the ground releasing a giant gusher of skittles and grapejiuce. morgan looked confused and then remebered where he was.

 

"ok... that explains it." he thought to himself. he saw the screaming pit of shadows and looked towards caasi. i have something i want to ask you right here and now caasi... will you marry me?" caasi blushed, she was breathless, her heart beat fiercely in her chest. "how could i say no to a face like that?" morgan held up the now skittlefied head of val and looked at it for a second. "like this... no." he then chucked it into the farthest reaches of the dimension and locked lips with caasi, the woman he loved from that point to the end of eternity. 

 

"you want to come with? im sure its going to get a little hectic in there." she didnt even wait for him to finish before she jumped into screaming pit of shadows. "wow.... i have one hell of a wife." morgan said with a hint of pride.

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the greatest thing you will ever read

ok im back...as i was saying before... i saw watched a bad porn that made bambi look decent...because disneys an emo little bastard "i dont like the jews so im going to freeze my head until they get wiped away !" yep... im thinking walt disney was a nicer version of hitler. at least disney had the balls to animate his thoughts on the world. "ill spread my hatred through out the world in a speacail secret way! ill invent pinochio! as well as dumbo and pete! good ol pete. that furry bastard."

look folks, i hate hitler as much as the next guy, and i have friends that are jewish, so....what? its my blog... i write what i want to. lol. anyways, i could compare hitler to the likes of martha stewart, donald trump, rosie o donnel, neil patrick harris, amy whinhouse, the whining bitch on youtube. "oh my god! my marriage is going down the tubes! well! might as well spread false gossip about my marriage on youtube abd gain a hatred filled audience thatll mae the city of detroit lok like its utah.!", but not because they tried to kill off a part of us... nooooooo. let me elaborate! hehehhehehhehehehhe.

donald trump kills off the balding or bald poeple desire to get a tupee, amywhine house kills off little girls wishes to drink and get laid when they grow up, martha stewart kills off the part of us that makes sense. "its a good thing!" yeah, and so is getting you stomach pumped full of glass and fire ants. but you dont see emo people going that far to get attention do you.... oh wait...yes you do...clay akon...anyways, rosie o donnel kills off the part of us that wants to watch the veiw.... actualy that show does that for us. because im in such a lovly, loving mood today, i might as well include a bunch more of the social screw ups in hollywood, and point out there varios flaws....george...fucking...clooney.

ok, the thing about clooney is this. hes perfect, he is a god of being sexy, he is the epitome of what human civilizations should look up to. i can just imagine christians and jews of the distant future figuring out the link between jesus and clooney right now. "soooo....this book says that in the year 1999 the dark lord will rise to power once again? hey look! oceans thirteen is on again! wait a minute...SON OF A BITCH! GEORGE CLOONEY IS THE DARK LORD! QUICK! SWITCH IT TO SOMETHING USELESS AND STUPID! TURN IT TO NBC! WE MIGHT CATCH THE LAST FIVE MINUTES OF JOEY!"

spin offs are fun to poke at. next we have a famous ass kicking jet fighter piloting slightly gay scientologist, who...just might save the world again from keanu reeves. "there is no spooning tonight....and that makes me sad." "join scientology! im gay!" "i am the one!" and just for kicks and giggles.... well throw in sly just for the fuck of it. "I AM THE LAW!" no....sly...you are the stutter and misunderstood prince of people that cant speak right. do you have pauly shore on your mountian of a shoulder? because hes the weasel, and your the law, and neos the one, and tom cruise is gay. i think theres a connection here somewhere. but i just cant find it.

meanwhile, over is rosie o donnels fat ass, the husband from "rosan" is eating he way to an early heart attack. "would you like an after dinner mint?" because we would love to see three fat as hell people try to fuck to techno music....actualy i just threw up because of that thought and the world is a darker place for it alltogether. more honestly then the dark lord sauron and voldemorts little pedo game of hide the wand in the boy, as well as put the ring on the finger....these rape jokes doing anything for ya? if not... we should hang out more. to be honest, i think mccain should star in the next highlander movie if they ever decide to bring the series back from hell where it belongs. "THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!" should be his campaign slogan with a picture of him standing over george bushes decaptiated body whilst lightning funnles out his ass from just how fucking old he is. yep, mccains age is older then the plot of ten million bc. because he loves him some mastadon ribs.

tom arnolds a fucking pussy and bob sagets got less enthusiasm then a rino getting a boob job from some drunk guy behind the liquor store. back in real life, i think theres a big chance that the dorikame saga will be fucking huge!!!! i loved writing the first book, there was so much energy put into it that we couldnt blame gray davis or tom arnold. because toms thoughts gather electricity from the stupidity of his brain. you know its a dark day when god gets into an accident. im talking not of clooney this time but of morgan freeman. apparently the little bugger got hit by a car and is in serios condition from the briuses that amy whinehouse gave him. what too soon?

momma mia, i hate you. if there was ever a musical that lead to the answer of the ultimate question "where did hillbillies migrate from?" it turns out, they migrated from italy in the 1940's made up histories for the varios instances of inbreeding, impotence, prince charles look alikes and that fact that world war 1 was started from the deformed dickhed who was kiiled. you heard right. prince archduke ferdinand was a freak of incest, hillbilly technology at the time, and mccains genes. yes mccains was alive back there, and in his late 10,000's.

where by we go back to hitler and his stupid ways of getting back at the jews for beating him in hopscotch when he was four years old. little hitler! lol. "he vas a goot german...then he grew up, and became a vunditten sociopath whithe the likes the world had never seen!" lol...we alll like making fun of retarded people. speaking of which, goerge bush is attempting to make his mark in history, already had...just not a good one, by pulling the troops out of iraq. cause he doesnt want to get one uped by the black guy. yes you heard right. now normally, i would say what the fuck to this bullshit. and i will. what the fuck.

you know what...this has been a revivng experience for me. normally i oculdnt get this stuff out of my head even if i wanted to. but much like a bad bratinny experience, itll just keep happening again and show the show the monster of all vaginas in a shot that shot the world to its core and invented the term "a vagina turned me gay." in both sense of the term folks. in the sense of the term.

i havent been able to vent like this in a while so im pretty stoked that i made it this far into the entry with out having to rely on a anna nicole smith joke...oh shit, never mind. the fact that still remains a mystery thus far in the circle of life to me is this. i dont care who the dead womans babies father is, i just want to know the specifics. who was she? why should i care? and why does showtime keep aring her bad porno special everynight at 1 in the morning? and whats there thinking on that matter? "we should air her nude special to the masterbating public at night to honor her memory!" no....no. what your doing is proving that airing pornos of dead people while they were still alive, when they are now really dead, is provoking more and more necropheliacs to come out into the open. you caple...and fucking disturbed. and you want to know the sad thing? im not able to put this on youtube....fucking hell.

speaking of which...youtube! lovely little place that it is....full of such wonder and excitment, as well as family values, such as the ever popular "lets poke the drunk passed out chick in the vagina with a sharp pointy thing and see if she reacts, then well do it again and put it on camera!" or the more popular: "how to gang up on a chick in our grandmothers home and beat the sense out of her, then wait till she wakes up, and do it again! yay me." fucking doctor phil.

i will never watch docotr phil again because of that, i know that this is all old news and everything, much like the clan of pedophles on that one ranch in texas... jehovas whoeritnesses was it? yeah i think it was, or the mighty and all powerfull miss america trip up, or the ranting of a pissed off german kid....but i dont really see the point in helping out stupid people. its called survival of the fittest for a reason. and now the wii has done to american fat people what the betty ford clinics have done for clitorises all over the wolrd, it has made them piss blood for the next five years at how ever growing cute monster games can make fat people thinner, and thin people anorexic. "i cant eat anything today because i want to be as then as a toothpick!" fuck and you.

this is going more to the point of insanity making videos games of movies, and horrifyingly stupid movies out of videogames. i mean...COME ON! HOW MANY TIMES DO WE ACTUALLY NEED TO SEE THESE HOORIBLE B RATED MOVIES TO GET THEP OINT! JUST ADVERTISE THE DAMNED GAME ALREADY! meanwhile sony has officialy dropped the price of the ps3 to $400....meaning that people who get wellfare checks in the mail can now enjoy current game systems. i swwerve to god....lol. im not drunk this time, its amazing! but i swerve to god, that everytime i see a parent come into a video game store and ask for a sega game for the fucking genesis it makes me want to get up, walk over to the parent, and point them in the direction of florida. cause them being really old fecking tech like that, is like lindsey lohan spreading the gospel in her song "i fucked ever truck driver in the world while writing this song!" stupid fucking old tech, outdated systems, obsolete technology that can be pretty much outmatched by the pure and unadulterated systems of tommorow...

im sorry folks, i just have a lot on my mind, so lets see what we covered her so far in this monster of all blogs. cleberty screw ups, hitler, nude pics of a certain someone, bad porno, horrible movie to game and game to movie franchises, the guy from rosan getting lost inside rosie o donnels fat ass, obese threesomes, transvestites...i mean tomcruise, the old systems and christina. lol. im good....im damned good. lol. meanwhile theres still more to go andl ittle time to go for in this thing of mine. zrii. i want to talk about zrii... its a fun little place, where life can chase... where enemies become friends, when bitterness ends, this is my place...because tonight, god is a dj.

lol...love that song... ive recently been doing less videos then i normally would. mainly because i found out that contrary to popular beleif, the devil didnt go to goergia in hopes getting another soul... he went there to get analy fisted by a cement truck. lol. i love it to death. this music is the shit! has anyone seen the new freecreditreport.com commercials? the guys actually happy in them, and that made all the emo people kill themselves right there. i recently did a bunch of stupid comments to sxephil, for those of you that dont know who he is, hes a guy on youtube that makes more sense then i do, and actually has some pretty damned funny shit on his channel. but i can t think of anything really bad about him other then he occaisionally putsh imself down. well whatever, i have better things to do then worry about internet celebrities and there varios screw ups. chris fucking crocker for one, love the guy to death for the shit he has to put up with, and the fact that it has driven him to his current level of success, buit i got a few words of advice for him.

dude, seriosly, if you want to make more veiwers tune in to you, then go outside into the world everyonce in a while, venture out in the daylight and get a tan...that and get some fucking muscles. lift weights, get into shape, and start looking like the typical guy....or not. apparently he likes to be the bitch in the relationship. like i said before, love the guy, but hes got problems.

thats all im saying for the guy. dont want him to start irrigating the cropcircles for fish eggs. where the fuck did that come from? brb...need more coffee....lets see what us in the world can i talk about? other then the fact ive been getting way the hell more dreams with kim in them then id like....or is it candice with kims voice... idunno... but the fact of the matter is that ive been having em. maybe im finally starting to accept what happened for what its all worth. i mean thinking about alot...not all the time mind you has lead me into some pretty deep insight about everything that going on into the world right now...or at least some of the world as it must have been.

but id rather not get into that at the moment because some things are left in the past and buried. not delving into what could have been or getting all lovy dovey on you all. but she is a very attractive women...like they say, once you truely fall in love with a woman, youll never truelly forget them. but with kim...im starting to tear up ow because of the effect shes had on my life. i got to say that im pretty impressed with it all. looking back on how i used to be versus who i am right now, she forced me to open up in areas i never thought possible. but i got over the little monkey and now im better off for it. and i have sarah to thank for that as well, although it boroke my heart terribly when we stopped talking, it was a good thing, because then i moved on to another interest at the time as well. heena, ill not og into too much of this i promise you. but as unlikely as it must seem, thel ittle darling did have an effect on me as well. thanks to those three wonderful women, im better off for the most part. dont think ive forgotten about you chritina, lol.

back to making fun of varios aspects of our lives like mitt romney and his magical underpants becoming mccains runnning mate while obama is still leaving us in the dark about who hes going to have there as well. it turns out that hes going to keep us in the dark about this...or he might not choose a running mate at all. the guys got more charisma then mccains and mitt put together...together they form the equivelant of john kerry, old, not funny, and might kick the bucket at anytime...which come to think about it, if mccain does win with mitt as his running mate, dies in office, then we would have a mormon as president...and i dont think that anyone wants that. plus of how unpopular he was in the primaries... i mean the guy got last place across the board except for utah... he was right up there in utah.... but more to the point, i think that obama beleives that he can win by himself... laughable but ill go with him on this point.

much like michael jackson gets blamed for fucking every little boy under the age of backstreet boys... i think obama....yeah bad call on the joke...lets get it over with then...will win this one. i mean the medias pulling out all the stops in trying ot make him look like an asshole, what with all the one black guy two white gals deal going on as well as the...the....what fuck...i just watched it last night...the whole phalic object thing going on... it just doesnt make any sense at all. this country needs a swift kick in the ass. i dont know about yall, but i think its high time a democrat...thats black...and has a serios chance of going into the oval office....HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!! I JUST GOT AN IDEA WHO HE SHOULD PICK FOR A RUNNING MATE!!!! bill fucking clinton.... wouldnt that piss hilary off so much though? lol.ying at the thought of it all though.... bill and obama, smoking a blunt, hitting all the intern ass in the world. i mean, think about it for a second, who else then bill would make the perfect running mate for obama? no fucking shit, both of em just fucking piss and shit charisma, have a wonderfull speaking ability, and would totaly out match....no...not bill clinton...morgan freeman! obama and god as his running mate! closley stalked by amywhinehouse, brittanyspears, martha stewart, nbcs joey, and of course, donald trumps wig. anf running the last place would be the almighty of evil orphan aducting, friend shooters, dick cheney. may his scowling face remind us all of walt disneys racist ass.

sorry, didnt mean to screw the world there, but with everything thats been happening in the world lately, it wouldnt surpriseme much...hey this tastes almost like a veggy burger... i love those!!!! flava beans boiled in water for eight hours and ranch dressing combines are the fucking shit. this product has my endorsement. mua ha ha ha ha! i just screwed the flava bean industry big time! im so evil. not as evil as dick cheney though. that friend shooting, whore killing, donald trump raping, monkey tail pulling, bush cock sucking, mother fucking, rooster egg of all thats unholy baster. lol.... i just called dick cheney a unholy turkey baster. lol, thats got to be with worlds worst jokes ive just written this far.

ok, now that ive gotten the ritza mitza bar mitzva out of the way, "you may now break the glas carefully wrapped in the tissue thin napkin and potentielly slice your foot off, giving your husband another reason to go through the prom agency and fuck ever single prom queen in the world. wow sex has been a major figure in this thing hasnt it? im getting really really nervous, because anytime i write a blog this big, it somehow gets deleted and im more pissed at myself for going through the paces and writing something so big that even amywhineouse couldnt suck it off. lol.

now that ive pretty much plowed through my inventory of insults, thanks, premonitions, wishes, fantasys, midgets wailing on eachother with socks for with the tears of prenant emo drama queens, lol..... im evil. i think ill finally close this on a more positive note. im pregnant. lol... kidding, im a guy after all. we cant get pregnant unless were a transvestite woman who changed herself into a guy but kept her repruductive organs, went to a gay bar and screwed a dude there, got pregnant, broadcasted it on the local news, got disproven and was primarily shot in the face by dick cheney, amy whinehouse and charles trippy. because they are the axis of evil, lol.

ill close this off with a special note to my best buddies, blake frazee and christina zombrano...YESH! I GOT THE SPELLING RIGHT! anyway...here it is!

my buddies, i love you both like you were my brother and sister, weve been through hell and back, one moreso then the other, and you helped me in your own ways, and given me substance to mylife, i dont know where id be with out youtwo and ive become a better person because of it. dont think im simply saying you two are the only ones whove helped me become the man i am today, there are others, like mom and dad and scott...somehow, but hes helped me out along the way. but im saying that you two are the biggest contributers to everything, i know that i dont really get more on a personal level with you blake all the time, but your more like the borther i wish i had then anyone else. as well as my actual borther and everything...

and christina? love you too, with out your antics to help cheer me up when i was down i mightve gone insane and done something stupid...like appear on dancing with the stars. shudder...... lol. but you have helped me out on more then one occasion and given me some insight on a lot of things. i cant that you both enough for all the wonderful times weve had together and i hope there are many more to come. i hope that i cna have a chance to tell you in person so that way i can get everything straightened out on the whole puppylove thing, still confused on that part.

well my little blogstalkers and blog buddies alike, i hope that this festive top knotch feast of the mind has satified your hunger for my insane at times thought, so until next time my bloggermaroos! arivaderche! and salute!

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record of truthfull events

Record of events from start to current.

Item 1. The letter of the damned.

“dear beloved darryl,

how i count the days till your back and i can kick your narutops playing, cosplay wearing, sasuke loving buttt at that damned fun import of yours. you spine shattered pain in the whiny butt bastard i miss you!!!!! btw, i think treebeards ugly as fuck and could go into plastic surgery to get that ugly mug of his fixed. but more importantly darryl, i think naruto should be canceled, and all other anime banned from the states and web because its just too fucking boring for me… and that’s saying a lot. with much need of an ass kicking, and hopes that these insults will hasten your arrival, and that your combat skills completely suck ass compared to mine, and thats saying a lot.

your buddy

 morgan.

ps? Naruto rocks to socks.org”

“dear brian,

    you unimaginative bastard. i want you to know that even though youve put a lot of great detail into your stories, they really aren’t original enough for me to even consider the concept. but dont worry, there’s an old folks home for people who barrow things from a d an d game thatm ight like you. its called florida. the old fucks home for abusive orderly who like to constantly violate there charges with barbed wire condoms, steel poles, and other things. i, have built my series from the ground up, while you, have built your series up from the 99,999nth floor.  i don’t blame you or usfuck for being unimaginative pricks. because that just who you guys are. i have races that dont include elves or ogres, or orcs for that matter… and alphabets that are not druidic or elvish. nor do i have vampires in my stories.

nor do i give a flying fuck about your attempts to humilait me... i know spelling sucks, but its the messege that counts.

so with being said, i think should take your stupid series and delete it before i decide to rampage all over your useless crap stories ass with my own epics. 270 pages? really? HA!  I LAUGH AT YOUR MEASELY 270 PAGES, as iver written over 1000 pages total, true that the numbers from different series, but... im getting them published. you neither have the guts, nor the courage to venture out of your comfort zone in terms of writing fiction, and you prove yourself just as useless as always. 

brian brian brian.... how many times do i have to tell you that your no match for me in terms of writing? huh? i could just think up fourteen new projects by the end of the day get the basic plots down and post em up here if i wanted to, it really is that easy for me, and since you STILL havent gotten anything published, neither have i but im a fuckload closer then youll ever be to getting it onto the shelves, i guess that puts me in a higher leugue then youll ever be.

so much for the high and mighty poser of rock... you quit while you still had a chance, and now your just getting your ass handed to you by stupid teens on halo 3... how the mighty have fallen... tch tch tch.... well, im off to write any ten grand ideas and get them all posted, i lol at your sorry attempts at whatever it is youre trying to prove. i really do...

as always, go jump off a bridge, you fucking useless crap hazard. just a few more notes on this pathetic drug using manbitch,because he is just that, a manbitch, a manbitch with woman problems, a manbitch of menbitches whose only redeeming quality is that he can stand to have other people be better at him, so he retaliates instead of just leaving things be, but this is nothing compared to an underwhelming self loathing he has for himself due to childhood issues of not getting enough attention as a kid.

to think that his only comeback, the only thing he can think to call me, to try and insult me are the comments i recieved on youtube for nearly a solid year, which might have had some effect if he had been the first to use them, but now it just seems immature, childish, and vaguely moronic. because he still has the mind of a teenager and will never grow out of it. 

they say that everyone has an innerchild in them... buti think he abused his for too long and inner child services took it away... yeah, that would pretty much take the coke laced twinkies he always carries with him. and the pcp, the crack, herione, and the hidden all access pass he has to every single gay club imaginable. you dirty thing you.... LMAO.

 your friend, you gothic emo bastard, morgan”

“dear bil.

you are fat.

and thats all I’ve got to say.”

“dear psycho,

You are a whiny inconsiderate prick who only cares about others misery that he creates himself. You are a closed off prick who bitches about people wronging him when theyve done nothing at all, his ex girlfriend, and being a complete and utter fucktard to people that arent like him. lifes tough, this guys a bitch, lets get the roast on shall we?

 i hope your arm injury worsens, that you get tendonitis from fucking rusted chainsaws and that your eyes fall from your sockets while watching kiddy porn you unfriendly bastard. i also hope that you contract a bunch of deadly diseases which infect your prostate, your lungs and your already squinty vision. may you get face cancer from an exploding nearby television set.

by the way, by the way... your face is ugly. im not being racist, but you make treebeard look handsome by comparison. im not racist. but your a fucking emo boyband reject whose aspirations of the high and mighty life cost you the experience of being a people person. yes your a jaded loser, yes your arm hurts, and yes you whine at even the most easy going of oppurtunities. i look forward to the day when your right arms decides to strangle you in your sleep outo f desperation for a better life.

that felt fucking phenominal. i speak my mind whether people like it or not. so suck it. hrm, i was just about to post this when i thought of a few more interesting factiods about your self. folks, ive never been one for gaining favor through tasks, and i dont think i ever will. i will admit though that ive made my share of mistakes through out the years that ive openly admitted, and will admit to at the end of this blog, but rightn ow, it just feels right to call this retchid hive of disapointment an egotistical prat, whose only great worth in life is that hes just nothing more then an angry fat guy. you heard right, an angry fat person trying to get back at everyone who he deems as unworthy of his distrusting ways. i know that its not completly his fault, but more or less the way of constantly bickering old hags.

Your… person, morgan.

p.s. move out of your moms house, get over the fucking ex girlfriend you fucking stalker, and move on with your life.

p.p.s, you are pretty much the cause of diaper rash at this point. How did you manage to get into all those diapers?

p.p.p.s. take brian out of your ass, i think he’s suffocating from all the anus kissing he’s been doing to you.”

“dear bitch,

 rot in hell, new jersey, or florida, any of the three afore mentioned places that you might fit in. cousin fucker.”

“dear white mike.

how are things going for you? im fine, btw? stop complaining that i get more ass then you. It’s really unbecoming, but of course if i were stuck on xbox live getting MY ass raped by twelve year olds on halo 3, i think i would complain as well. but i don’t think its a bad thing that you drive a piece of crap car, that might be a hidden terrorist bomb in the guise of a car.

p.s. watch out for fat people. if you poke them in the stomach, they will fart. and we will all die horrible, horrible, deaths.

p.p.s. i think your girlfriends hot..... oh right, you dont have one.  your friend, the guy who gets fucked by hot women with nice tits more times then the stock market. morgan.

p.p.p.s. get a tan. i can see your circulitory system. i can also see mine, but not as clearly.”

“dear treebeard,

you creepy, creepy, creepy, bastard, have you everi n the whole span of your 90 year life span, heard of a razor? i think it might actually do you good. plus, now you can stop saying your homeless because i set a cardboard box next to thing i one day mistook for a toilet and crapped on. so hows the move going? more importantly? how do you manage to say on campus with all the restraining orders you have against you? s the fbi hunting you yet for all the computer people you’ve raped along the way to becomeing the most worthless person in the world? i think they are. as you look like youve been hit in the face by both shovels and cocks so much, that youve lost interest in looking decent. ps. if you ever get a perm again, or pretend to be brittany spears by climbing out of a trash and showing your crotch to the world in hopes of getting famous, i will personally take a cleaver to you penis and testicle, and from the looks of it, i dont think they’ve gotten any action since youve turned hobophobic. thats right, hobophobic.  deal with it.

plus i think i saw a APB with your likkeness on it, something about raping mute kids with palsy. 

have you no shame? no, you dont, other wise you wouldve gotten a job and a place of your own instead of sleeping on campus you horrible homeless person. they have shelters for you with nice bars and cozy cellmates thatll do to you what youve been doing to the publics imagination for centuries.

in fact before the term pedophle was even invented, they just used the term treebeard as a reference tool, because your just an evil evil man who is secretly an ugly woman with no boobs. yes he is folks, one look at his face and youd know that god took a frying pan of ugly to this guys face once he reached puberty. hell even rejected his soul because satan feared that he would find the ass ramming more heavenly then hellish. because he just that freaky a person.

your.... person. morgan

 ps. stop fucking kids. it unbecoming of you, and over coming on them.”

Item 2. The profile and the comment:

Item 2.1: the comment:

Deimonscythe (XBOX LIVE) (COD4 2.25 K:D)

Jul 13 2009 2:20 AM  Bill, it's been a while since I've talked to you.  Well, I have some bad news, and some phenomenal news.  On the bad note, Morgan grew a pair and sent an email to david dissing EVERYONE, even the people that were nice to him.  Yes, this included you.  He kept it simple and said you were simply "Fat".  that was it.  For the rest of us, he had a bit more to say.... considerably more to say.  So, rather than beat his ass like everyone wants to, I have chosen to one-up him.... scratch that, infinitely-up him. Submitted for your approval.... Enjoy, and may he be pwned in the butt by a rather large black man named Bubba.

Item 2.2: the profile

http://www.myspace.com/icarusvaleon

item 3: the retaliatiotory prank and the blog post

item 3.1: the return fire blog:

ladies and gentalman, if i may have your attention for a few moments.
Current mood:  angry 
Category: Friends

my ass itches. but thats not what i wanted to talk to you about. im sure that most of you have noted my precariously created background image for my blog. i will only keep that  up there till 1:00pm today. where it will be replaced with something even more ingenious. i am not a vindictive man.... i am retalitory though... that much is true. and some what of an instigator too... but this image was created in response to one brian quinones and one darryl maples colorful image creation of me. and there in lies the beuty of my spiderwebbing project.

you see folks, not only will i take the picture down, but ill add one person picture and full name each day until those colorful images of me are taken down. so, i suggest in order to avoid further escalation of the situation... that you promptly remove the colorful images of me from your comments sections and profiles... brian... or else the colorful images of those of you who know what colorful images of me i am talking about... will become a common place sight on the web.

i will only add  the people that have in one way or another wronged me. and brian, your so fucking wrong about trying to help me by huliating me. the only reason you did and said what you did and said, was because you saw a threat to your masculinity where there was none. you put me constantly on the bottom rung of the food chain in that group, i never thought i was anything more then just a sormal person.

but you went too fucking far with that image darryl and brian. you went TOO fucking far. i have some work to do creating five more blogs for each site... and then i will have the most brilliant satisfaction, the most epic of humiliations planned for you two. after all darryl maples... you said i should get back at the person who did this.... and i will get you back in such a way that your social status will forever be tarnished.

yes, at point you two did try to help me by giving me advice, yes we did get along from time to time... darryl more then brian... i am not a man who holds grugdes, nor am i a man who lets loose anytime i feel like it. i normally hold things in in public, i normaly am a kind hearted person with more then enough patience to go around. 

i am a loving and generous person, funny and good looking. i have a beautiful woman for my girlfriend, i am surrounded by people that love me and care for me despite my shortcomings...

but you have pushed this onto yourselves. remember that one should always treat others the way they want to be treated. the mean to be treated mean. then ice to be treated nicely. after this, i will take down the background image of the blog and forgive you two for the fucktard move you have done.

and you may be asking yourselves, whay am i doing this now? instead of when the situation was a great oppurtunity? because i wanted the noise to calm down, the perople to forget what you unleashed on me. i wanted the spotlight for myself for once, and not to be booed off the stage because people didnt like my brand of humour or didnt get what i was saying.

this is about giving bullies their just deserts. and dont you dare try to dress yourselves up other than that. i have seen your true selves, and you as well darryl maples. playing fucking mind games with your parents? how fucking cowardly is that... making them think something other then the truth? pathetic... just fucking pathetic. and you brian? dont get me fucking started.

i dont fucking care about the gears of war or the hao matches or the sparring, i had fun then. the thing that ticks me off more then anything else is that whenever i was talking to a woman, or women, you just had to but in like you knew what i was up to... you fucking didnt. i just wanted to have conversations with them, you thinking i was going to get obsessed with them shows a clear path of paranioa, a fear of being outdone, of not being the star of the show.

egotistal, pathetic, a cowards path is what you chose when dealing with me. there is only so much i may tolerate before i say enough is enough. and DO NOT CRY FOUL AGAINST ME! is it not fair that what you had done to me, i shoudl return the favor? would it not be justice if you experienced the same sense of humiliation that you caused me, the same sort of anger, and resentment?

do not hide behind you so called morals. i have no regrets about what was, is, or ever will be said. i am honest, i am true. i am not free from the sin of bulling myself. i was forced to fight friends i made in elementary school against my will for fear of being beat up. i have dealt with bullies my whole life, and now that i have the tools to do so, i will do just that.

remember, each day that goes by that those images of me are not taken down from your comments and profiles and photo albums is another day that the image will include more people. this is not a ransom, or a threat. its a fucking promise.

hopefully, those that care for me, will understand.

Item 3.2: the prank:
the three men you see before you....
Current mood:  enraged 
Category: Blogging
 

THE THREE MEN YOU SEE IN THIS PICTURE ARE PEDOPHILES. THEY EACH HAVE THEIR OWN WAYS OF LURING YOUNG BOYS INTO THEIR PERVERTED TRAPS. 

IF YOU HAVE ANY DECENCY AS A HUMAN BEING, YOU WILL IMMEDIATLEY REPOST THIS TO WARN AS MANY PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE OF THESE DEVIANT SEXUAL OFFENDERS! 

IF YOU SUPPORT THE FIGHT AGAINST CHILD ABUSE, HATE RAPISTS AND PEDOPHILES, THEN YOU WILL REPOST THIS TO AS MANY BLOGS, AS MANY COMMENTS, AS MANY EMAILS AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN!

TOGETHER WE CAN END CHILD ABUSE AND PUT AN END TO THE PRACTICE OF CHILD PORNOGRAPHY!

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