~In Loving Memory Of Bennie Brian Johnson~
~May 3, 1979 - June 12, 2006~
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"Like a shroom...I sit in the darkest corners of the world feeding on bullshit all day long!"
Madyrn Malaes
"And I can only fight for what I love, love only what I respect, and respect only what I at least know."
Adolf Hitler
"Some say that glass is half empty, others say it is half full...I am just wondering who drank my damn beer"
Author Unknown
"Without the threat of death there is no reason to live at all"
Marilyn Manson
"One death is a tragedy. One million deaths is just a statistic"
Josef Stalin
"Life is a coin....You can spend it anyway you want, but you can only spend it once"
Author Unknown
"The Multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him"
V
"Spare the rod"
V
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous."
V
"My actions are not vengeance, no, not vengeance, punishment"
Frank Castle
Obituary of the late Mr. Common Sense
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.
No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding and unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Tylenol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing
Madyrn Malaes ~Ancient Elven~ Shadow Stalker
I am a bottom dweller...I stick to the shadows...I love the dark...Thus the name...I don't like to be bothered...And I am usually sulking....Just leave me to rot in my own hollow shell...ok?
I hate this world...It is too bright and cheery for me...I have tried to live life to its fullest but yet i have failed miserably time and time again...I will never be rid of this eternal sadness that plagues me...All because I screwed upt he greatest thing I ever had.....
Rammstein
Mein Teil
Heute treff' ich einen Herrn
Der hat mich zum Fressen gern
Weiche Teile und auch harte
stehen auf der Speisekarte
Denn du bist was du isst
und ihr wisst was es ist
Es ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Da das ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Die stumpfe Klinge gut und recht
Ich blute stark und mir ist schlecht
Muss ich auch mit der Ohnmacht kämpfen
ich esse weiter unter Krämpfen
Ist doch so gut gewürzt
und so schön flambiert
und so liebevoll auf Porzellan serviert
Dazu ein guter Wein
und zarter Kerzenschein
Ja da lass ich mir Zeit
Etwas Kultur muss sein
Denn du bist was du isst
Und ihr wisst was es ist
Es ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Denn das ist mein Teil – nein
Yes it's mein Teil – nein
Ein Schrei wird zum Himmel fahren
Schneidet sich durch Engelsscharen
Vom Wolkendach fällt Federfleisch
auf meine Kindheit mit Gekreisch
(And now in English)
Today I will meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
Soft parts and even hard ones [3]
are on the menu
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
There that's my part – no
My part – no
The dull blade good and proper
I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions
It's just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
And with it, a good wine
and gentle candlelight
Yeah I'll take my time
You've got to have some culture
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
Yes it's my part – no
A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds onto my childhood
Stone Temple Pilots
Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin under house
Guess Im livin, Im a mouse
Alls I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, Im half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be
Feelin uninspired
Think Ill start a fire
Everybody run
Bobbys got a gun
Think youre kinda neat
Then she tells me Im a creep
Friends dont mean a thing
Guess Ill leave it up to me
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be,
Half the man I used to be
Brian was more to me than an uncle. He was my older brother and my role model. I went through most of my hardships in my life knowing bub would always be there for me in the end. Now he is gone...I tried to model my life from the bright sides of his......Some life I am going to end up with huh?...Considering he died of an overdose....Lucky me....
Well.....that is all for now.........
~May 3, 1979 - June 12, 2006~
(\ /)
(O.o)
(>" <---
/_|_\ put on your profile to put him further into his
quest of world domination!
"Like a shroom...I sit in the darkest corners of the world feeding on bullshit all day long!"
Madyrn Malaes
"And I can only fight for what I love, love only what I respect, and respect only what I at least know."
Adolf Hitler
"Some say that glass is half empty, others say it is half full...I am just wondering who drank my damn beer"
Author Unknown
"Without the threat of death there is no reason to live at all"
Marilyn Manson
"One death is a tragedy. One million deaths is just a statistic"
Josef Stalin
"Life is a coin....You can spend it anyway you want, but you can only spend it once"
Author Unknown
"The Multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him"
V
"Spare the rod"
V
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous."
V
"My actions are not vengeance, no, not vengeance, punishment"
Frank Castle
Obituary of the late Mr. Common Sense
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.
No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding and unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Tylenol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing
Madyrn Malaes ~Ancient Elven~ Shadow Stalker
I am a bottom dweller...I stick to the shadows...I love the dark...Thus the name...I don't like to be bothered...And I am usually sulking....Just leave me to rot in my own hollow shell...ok?
I hate this world...It is too bright and cheery for me...I have tried to live life to its fullest but yet i have failed miserably time and time again...I will never be rid of this eternal sadness that plagues me...All because I screwed upt he greatest thing I ever had.....
Rammstein
Mein Teil
Heute treff' ich einen Herrn
Der hat mich zum Fressen gern
Weiche Teile und auch harte
stehen auf der Speisekarte
Denn du bist was du isst
und ihr wisst was es ist
Es ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Da das ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Die stumpfe Klinge gut und recht
Ich blute stark und mir ist schlecht
Muss ich auch mit der Ohnmacht kämpfen
ich esse weiter unter Krämpfen
Ist doch so gut gewürzt
und so schön flambiert
und so liebevoll auf Porzellan serviert
Dazu ein guter Wein
und zarter Kerzenschein
Ja da lass ich mir Zeit
Etwas Kultur muss sein
Denn du bist was du isst
Und ihr wisst was es ist
Es ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Denn das ist mein Teil – nein
Yes it's mein Teil – nein
Ein Schrei wird zum Himmel fahren
Schneidet sich durch Engelsscharen
Vom Wolkendach fällt Federfleisch
auf meine Kindheit mit Gekreisch
(And now in English)
Today I will meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
Soft parts and even hard ones [3]
are on the menu
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
There that's my part – no
My part – no
The dull blade good and proper
I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions
It's just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
And with it, a good wine
and gentle candlelight
Yeah I'll take my time
You've got to have some culture
Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
Yes it's my part – no
A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds onto my childhood
Stone Temple Pilots
Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin under house
Guess Im livin, Im a mouse
Alls I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, Im half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be
Feelin uninspired
Think Ill start a fire
Everybody run
Bobbys got a gun
Think youre kinda neat
Then she tells me Im a creep
Friends dont mean a thing
Guess Ill leave it up to me
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
cause it likes to heal, I like to steal
Im half the man I used to me
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be
This I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Im half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be,
Half the man I used to be
Brian was more to me than an uncle. He was my older brother and my role model. I went through most of my hardships in my life knowing bub would always be there for me in the end. Now he is gone...I tried to model my life from the bright sides of his......Some life I am going to end up with huh?...Considering he died of an overdose....Lucky me....
Well.....that is all for now.........
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shadow of the void : yo void here on April 10OOC:hey could you take a look at my carry sheet on the archive, and tell me if my weapons ar to strong and if you see anything wrong, could you tell me so i may fix it. devoted thold me to ask you.
