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Aaron Russo started a documentary trying to see if there was any truth to the claim that there is no law the requires Americans to pay income tax. He didn’t find a law, but then he uncovered a giant pile of lesser known government political dooky that ya gotta see. The direction isn’t all that great, but the message is too big and important to make it a bad film. This is literally Cannes standing ovation stuff. Prepare to lose some sleep over America: From Freedom to Fascism.

By no means is America headed towards fascism, (indeed the correct term for the trend is Authoritarianism), but Hollywood producer Aaron Russo raises a number of points guaranteed to generate debate. I wholeheartedly disagree with the central point that we shouldn’t have to pay income tax, but there some interesting information in here)

I have been finding myself ambiguous, as of late. My dreams are filled with contradictions- and when my eyes open, those contradictions still exist. Opposing sides clouding my mind and judgement. It has been so long since I felt that I was on the right path. That the steeper, rockier road was the best choice. And now I am lost in this miasma of complete miscalculation. I have no idea if what I do on any given day is going to be the right choice. Because, deep underneath all of the great feelings and decisions I've been making, I feel this deep-seated, darkly lit beacon.

I know that my whole life I have been one of those people who had to ruin what could be perfect. The more potent the longing, the more glorious the feeling, the more I wanted to take it in my wretched hands and squeeze, like a psychopathic kid with the neighbors dog. I revel in misery. It bathes me... It becomes me. It makes me feel whole. Wanting attention was never my goal. I only rarely let all of my feelings and frustrations out. The insanity that filled my heart was closely guarded... maybe you could say I even nourished it, prompting my own thoughts of loneliness.

This rant... this writing... I don't know where it comes from. I usually just feel this pull to begin typing, never truly understanding what will come out. I just know that I MUST... I am usually surprised at my own entries and posts. This time is no different.

I notice that the times when things seem to be going the best are the times where I am the most confused. I stand still, waiting for the floor to drop out from underneath me. Waiting to take the fall. All that time I spend waiting, assuming the worst is around the corner. How much time can I spend without losing all of the glory and good that those same things brought to me?

I suppose that this is just the way I am. I can't imagine being any other way, and I've made enough attempts to change myself to know where my heart and soul truly lie.

Long days and pleasant nights.

I can't believe I am going back to school on Monday. I can't believe that SO much time has passed since I have actually gone to college and had homework and had to network with people and work on projects together and shit. Six and a half years... Damn, I never thought that I would ever decide that this is the right thing for me to do again. I was so proud. I thought that I didn't need it. I thought that I could survive no matter what. Well, I was right... I could survive, but I want more than that, now. I realize that I am going to have to finish what I started before I will ever feel complete.

Three years of college, just to drop out and start back over six years later with 46 credit hours. Jesus. I really fucked up when I was younger. Drugs, money, and partying were the only things that mattered to me. I always thought something was just gonna fall in my lap and make me happy, I guess. I was young and didn't realize---- wait... That's bullshit. I knew exactly what was gonna happen. I just didn't give a fuck.

Well, we now see where that gets you. Of course, I can honestly say I don't regret it. I mean, there are lots of things in my life that I do regret. Fuck it, probably half the things in my life are regrettable. But not dropping out of school. Hell, at least I did it when I did, so my GPA is still high enough to really kick some ass if I try. I also have had TONS of experiences that other people don't get to ever know. Playing in a band, riding Greyhound buses to Hell and back *grin*, living completely apart from all my childhood friends and all of my family. It's been a crazy ride, and I'm only 27!

Looks like I'm going to be writing a lot more for the next three years while I try to get both of my degrees finished up, so I'm sure you all will be reading school papers, rants, editorials, experiences, and just your random everyday shit. Hope that doesn't bother any of you.

Oh lord, life sure is crazy. You really never know where you are gonna end up, and you have to learn to roll with the punches. Damn, I suck at rolling with the punches. I hate change. I need stagnation and repetition. (Sad, but true!)



Peace and hair grease,
-D

I am playing an online game called Ghetoo, and by having people click this link, it gives me free money for the game... It would be great if you all would click it...

Oh, and you can click it everyday, so please do!

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So, I was perusing Netflix as I am usually wont to do and I came across a movie called Faustbook. It looked very interesting, so I added it to my queue and forgot about it for several days. Today, I saw that it was being released on May 23rd, and so I thought, "I wonder who the actor is."

His name is... excuse me, was... Jacob Faust.

Eric Leiser, the director and cameraman for the movie, had this to say about both the movie and the man:

Faustbook is my first feature film which spanned over a 5 year shooting time. The film began with two like minded individuals who shared a passion for a wide range of esoteric subjects, alternative history and the Holy Bible. The intent was to make a completely improvised film based on a purely intuitive process. We set off on this journey with many things in mind but no set plans.

Subconsciously, we would construct the film until it revealed it's true identity. Jacob and I had always joked about his last name and it's significance but slowly over time it became clear that this film was about the Faust legend. Jake took over my old job funeral directing and slowly learned of the secret world of caring for the deceased.

In the end I was left with a very creative, funny, dark piece of work. This is a living memorial to a friend and an artist who worked at the highest degree, sometimes that is too much to keep you contained within this temporal world. To anyone who watches this film I say sit back, relax, and prepare to laugh. Enjoy this offering with all your heart, mind and spirit knowing that this is what you really call a once in a lifetime role.

I thought, "This sounds more like an obituary."

It was...

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