Re: ::: East-West of the Border :::

On Jan 30, 2:52�pm, "Blue Resonant Human, Ph.D."
<brotherblu...@hotmail.com> wrote:

::: East-West of the Border [-Line Personality DisOrder] :::


[...]

Borderline Personality Disorder
=======================
Borderline personality disorder is a condition characterized by
impulsive actions, mood instability, and chaotic relationships.

Symptoms:
----------------
Relationships with others are intense and unstable, swinging wildly
from love to hate and back again. People with BPD will engage in
frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandonment.

BPD patients may also have uncertainties about their identity or self-
image. They tend to see things in terms of extremes, either all good
or all bad.


-= Daily Dose of Cobalt-Bleu Rantage =-

Well, I already got all coffee'd up this mourning and I was thinking
about two things just a little bit earlier: One (1) is/was Harvey
Keitel in QT's PF and the other One (which is really Number Two (2)
but not Number Two as in going to the bathroom and stuff) was/is 2
(Two) The Fundamental Caerulean Axiom which indomitably and
inirascibly states ...

::: The Best Way To Get Over the Last One is the Next One :::

REMEMBER, the Three (3) MAIN Caerulean Axioms for Surviving an Earth
Walk are as follows:

1)  Don't trust a human being.

[and Number Two (but not Number Two as in going to the bathroom and
stuff) is like unto the First]

2) Don't TRUST a human being.

[and Number Three, in summation, succinctly and poignantly states]

3) Don't trust a HUMAN BEING.

If you can abide by those simple axiomatic guidelines, your stay on
Sol III Monkey-Boy Backwards Prison Planet of the Apes will be a lot
less traumatic, a lot less disillusioning and -- with just a modicum
of luck -- even conceivably almost endurable.

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          !!!wow thats' alot of dots!!!!
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[ed. note: One should also beware of the bizarre evident genetic
mutation extant in the females of the humanoid species (i.e. the
bipedal hominids labelled homo sapiens sapiens) -- the mutation is
such that they are born with an INSIDE OUT PENIS (!) and have their
testicles cowardly mounted INSIDE their containers; behind the
protective wall of the abdominal musculature.  I am telling you THE
TRUTH hear -- I am NOT lying!  Anyways, if this were the extent of the
sordid and diabolical permutation of the humanoid genome, it would
probably be OK but it also appears to have a rather insidious effect
on the psycho-emotional and psycho-spiritual matrices of said mutants
as well; rendering them evidently incapable of either giving or
receiving True Love ... that Most Holy Enigma which contains within it
-- I continue to firmly assert, lo, even after all these years --
answers to questions none of us are anywhere near smart enough to even
think of asking just yet.]
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So, anyways, since it appears to be a Relatively Holy Universal Truth
that "The Best Way To Get Over the Last One is the Next One," we just
went out on The Prowl yesterday looking for -- as the Local Indigenous
Inner City Metropolitan Hoodlums are wont to call it -- "one of our
bitches."

As luck would have it, we happened to stumble into Diane (a hot li'l
unit with a nice figure and absolutely ginormous
[ http://www.usatoday.com/life/books/2007-07-10-dictionary-new-words_N.htm
]
REAL breastesses, so I snagged her, swung by Rite Aid to pick up a jug
of Carlo Rossi's damn fine Sangria
[psee: White Trash Wine Snobbery ~ Carlo Rossi Sangria --
http://www.epinions.com/review/Carlo_Rossi_Red_Sangria/content_185081368196
]
then proceeded to take her home and as soon as we got in the door I
said, you know how Black's Beach
[ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black's_Beach ]
is a "Clothing Optional" beach?  Well, Blue's Place is a "Clothing
Strictly Prohibited" residence, so I took off all my clothes and
poured us a big, fat glass of wine then proceeded to DeClothe the
female F*ck-Unit as well.

Well, that sounds a little cold and/or shallow.  The truth is, she's
kind of a friend (whatever the h*ll a FRIEND is anymore!?!) and we
like to get naked (and/or get high and get naked) every now and again
when we happen to run into each other during our "always in the right
place at the right tyme to meet the right person or learn or share the
right thing" bizarre-o lives.  So really, I guess she's more like a
Friend With Priveleges.  We always laugh and joke around and get drunk
or high and get naked and dance naked and have wonderful Sausage-
Hidin' Sessions together and stuff.

I mean, when I say, "The Best Way To Get Over the Last One is the Next
One," you could interpret that on a baser "Grudge-F*ck" level but
that's not really any fun (for ME, anyways) because if you're just out
to "even up the score" or p*ss off your your main beeotch by nailin'
someone else, you miss out on the joy and good feelings and happy,
warm, fuzzy stuff associated with good f*cking because you're too
fixated on revenge or pay-back or come-uppance or other such silly,
largely irrelevant minutae.

I mean, h*ll, I'd rather just enjoy the f*cking.

Know-whu-eye-m-sayin', an sh*t?

So anyways, we had ourselves a good old time of it then Mouse called
and wanted me to babysit (well, dog-sit, actually) her new dog,
Buddy.  He's a really cool, well-mannered and very affectionate
Chocolate Lab (Labrador Retriever, NOT Chocolate Labratory like over
to Willy Wonka's R&D Dept.) / Pit-Bull mix.  Evidently the previous
owner abandoned him so Mouse (who, not at all unlike her Dad likes
animals FAR more than humanoids) adopted him, but, sadly, after the
local Vegetarian [ http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/veterinarian
] had his way with him
[ http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/castration ] so I said,
"Woah!  Sorry about your balls, dude!" and he just looked at me with
his head cocked [no pun intended] a little bit sideways with one eye
just a little bit more closed than the other but his mouth was
completely closed [no drooling tongue just hanging out there], giving
him a feel not of seemingly typical canine retardation but instead a
somewhat studious and almost scholarly aire which I found most
enjoyable and endearing so I shared my meal of Albacore soaked in
Lemon-Garlic sauce, honey-bread dipped in humus and a Cup-O-Noodles
(Beef Flavour) Soup, some Pomegranite-BlueBerry juice and finally, a
couple big gobs of Black Cherry Ice Cream which he REALLY loved!

Oh yeah, before I forget, whenever I start suffering from an imminent
onslaught of agnostic existential angst, I go to the local Rite Aid
and tell myself, "All right, if there truly IS a God, then they will
have some Black Cherry Ice Cream in the freezer section of the store"
and when I went the other day, not only was there some but it was on
sale for 2 - 1/2 gallons of ice cream for only $5.00 (American, NOT
Euro!), PLUS, I ran into Diane and we had a great tyme together so
there DEFINITELY *IS* a God.

....... ....... ....... -=oOo=-....... ....... ....... .......

::: And Now For Your Moment of Zen :::

"He's more than meets the eye."

"Who is He?"

"He's my Big Best Friend from up in Oregon, we've known each other for
a long tyme.  At first you think He's slow and stupid but actually
He's a Shining Diamond (1).  You'll psee.  Don't let Him cut you to
ribbons.  He'll make the top of your head fly away (2), boy, with a
choice chance word."

-Jack Kerouac, Zen Lunatic and author of _The Dharma Bums_ [obviously
B4 he had fully digested the Lankavatara Scripture which eventually
shows you that there's nothing  [i.e no thing] in the world but The
Mynde Itself, and therefore ALL IS POSSIBLE ... even the suppression
of suffering even though ALL LIFE IS SUFFERING (3).]

Notes:
=====
1) = "Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!"
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/pink+floyd/shine+on+you+crazy+diamond+iv_20108847.html

2) = Like the frog in the Tibetan story when confronted with a
universe too vast to comprehend, "His Head Just Exploded Into A
Million Pieces."
http://www.ufoevidence.org/topics/johnmack.htm

3) = BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

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::: Harvey Keitel in QT's PF :::

In Quentin Tarrentino's seminal magick _Pulp Fiction_, Keitel plays a
Problem-Solvin' Mr. Clean who bails out the dynamic duo of Dr. Samuel
L. "There's WAY Too Many MuthaF*ckin' Snakes on this
MuthaF*ckin' [Earth-] Plane" Jackson and Brother ElRonJohn Vinnie
Barbarino Travolta Hubbard III, Esq., LLC, etc., after Travolta's hair-
trigger .45 splatters Brains 'n Blood all over the back seat of their
jaded jalopy.

After going over the entire mess with The Finest Toothed Comb
Imaginable, there is not a single trace; NOT ONE IOTA of evidenciary
goop for some gung-ho forensic pathologist to use against them.  Not
one hair or skin cell.  Not the slightest shred of Damnable DNA
indicating the heinous boo-boo which had earlier transpired
thereabouts.

So what?

So *THAT*, mi amigos, is The Way of the She-Eye-Luh; the way in which
the latter-day aBUSE-cYCLE-bIMBO-bEEOTCHS-fROM-hELL operate in this
day and age.

They have evidently been "hired" by Sources Unknown to Seek and
Destroy; to ferret out any Single Cell or even barely smouldering
ember of goodness or humanity which yet remaineth in the beleagured
soul of a Male Humanoid, then yank it out, stomp on it, p*ss on it,
sh*t on it, bend it over and f*ck it in the *ss HARD and in any other
possible, conceivable or even unimaginable fashion demean, deprecate,
defile, desecrate and demolish it.

So that if by some UNIMAGINABLE Miracle someone has been able to
somehow, someway, somewhy hang on to the slightest trace of a sliver
of a shaft of Light; her job; her vocation; her calling; nay -- her
MISSION is to seek and destroy that which everything and everyone else
has somehow managed to miss in terms of contaminating, castrating,
parasitizing and putrefying

  -=:::[  L O V E V O L  ]:::=-
               -=oOo=-
http://ccinsider.comedycentral.com/2009/02/17/christopher-titus-love-is-evol-out-today/
               -=oOo=-


I mean, read 'em 'n weep, folks ... it hath become, alas, The Way of
Things.

               -=oOo=-

-Brother Blue, B:.B:., 33�, 8�=3�
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