I can see myself sitting at home, alone by my computer looking over
my shoulder seeing that “M. Hill” story, the final version but then I
turn my back on it, as always. “M. Hill” doesn’t cut it but I look back
once again and there it is, my masterpiece “The Man on the Airport“
it’s the first draft and then I turn my back on that too. Now I sit here
at work, writing this, thinking I should erase every word but then I
think again, these words may be uninteresting but it’s me and it’s me
it’s all about.

By the way, I look good in both sneakers and boots, in the nude.

Back to the point, I’ve written two drafts of “The man on the airport” and it feels good,
not great but good is enough. I hope to publish it soon but for those who have followed
me for a time now, know that you shouldn’t expect something anytime soon but
waiting is half the fun, right?

1. Punch your balls (if you have some)
2. Feel your boobs (or someone else’s)
3. Kiss yourself (it’s very, very satisfying, I promise)
4. Feel yourself (even more satisfying, don’t believe me? Try it!)

If you still decide that this place is the right place for you?
Welcome, you’ve passed the test. You’re totally DP’d. Nice
feeling, right? And it’s now, when you, every worthy soul gets
the shot to be apart of something fantastic, the ideas and thoughts
by me and it’s a pleasant ride, I can assure. So fuck off and welcome
to reality. This is it. As of now, this is it. The shit. The deal.
I look forward to crush your dreams tomorrow and bring you some
new ones the day after tomorrow because that’s the way things
work around here. WELCOME, This is Donkey Punch! The most
wonderful shit hole around here.

Let’s just let go of the anger and enjoy the moment of being invincible
as always. I am, therefore I know. And I know an awful lot about fucked
up people trying to understand why their life suck, well, that’s just because
your a loser, nothing more, nothing less. But I do not fear and I do not
give a fuck. It might seem as I do give a fuck, I don’t, I just like answering to
people leaving worthless comments. Kisses to you, you worthless little lowlife.

Ain’t life just wonderful? Bye bye

As for all my plans; everything is coming, just later than previously promised.

I understand many don’t really know what love is, many says they haven’t
experienced, well that’s not true, we all have experienced love in some way.
Whether it’s by loving someone/be loved by someone or loving something.
Love for the nature is still love, love for heaven is love, love for rain is love.
Everything that gives a certain amount of happiness and gratitude is love, with
that I’m not saying happiness and love is the same, I’m saying that happiness
is the closest way to love. I know of many who only see things in black and white,
who can’t bend their views just a little bit and not taking life so seriously and
that’s a shame cause’ there’s many lovely things out there. I wonder why life is
what it is but that’s a question of life, my life, that’s something I will experience
every living day and for that I am grateful although all the bad things you get through
life is beautiful. Life has it’s downturns but it also has it’s peaks. Life has hate but it also
have love, which is much more powerful in it’s right essence.

Bad things happen, they do, to everyone, sometime in life. No one is spared from
bad things just as no one is spared from good things. I have grown as a man,
as a human, I have less negativity about life, I feel less sorry for myself, I see life
in a new light, I try to seek my destiny, I try to understand life, I now I can’t but
I’m not complaining. Everyone has bad days where everything is so fuckin’ horrible
but to have it everyday doesn’t help you as a human, it does not give life a bigger
meaning, a better purpose. People who are pessimists see life as a burden and not
the gift it truly is, think about all the beautiful things in life, the love, the happiness,
the green leafs, the pouring rain, the waterfalls, the sun, the moon, the night, the day,
the morning, the evening, the dusk, the dawn, beautiful men, beautiful women, hair
that floats in the wind, naked feet in the grass, hands touching, lips locking, tongues
wrestling, why shouldn’t we embrace all this?

This is life in it’s purest form, in it’s most advanced, most simplest ways. Life is beautiful,
life is grey, life is black, life is white, life is red, life is blue, life is yellow, life is green, life is
what it is, just life. Death enters all of our doors, lost souls appears everywhere but we
shouldn’t try to fight what we can’t handle, all life ends with death, you make yourself a
life for others to remember, you can make your life just your life, you can make it what
you want it to be. Death will come, death will always reap life. And in the end that is what
we all have as common, love, life, hate, death. Love is hate, hate is love. Life is death, death
is life.

Let’s call it a collection of sentences, yeah let’s do that.

By the streets of silence, I can see
No words nor whispers I can hear
Who are you if not you, am I me
Night is cruel, night is life, night is here
What is the day?

As words echoes through the light of the day
they miss they’re importance and greatness
I say, you say, they say, we say, let’s pray
We fail to seek peace in the paths of darkness
I am God by some measures, the devil by others
Hit me, pour on me rain, I believe in you.
Can’t you see it, the perfection, the calm?
Feel. Breathe. Touch. Believe. 

Love is all, love is nothing
Love is none, love is everything
Love is weak, love is strong
Love is bad, love is good
Love is love, Love is hate
Love is hope, Love is faith
Love is belief..

Enough about my shaved armpits, time to stop before we come to even more
unpleasant facts about my fat and hairy body. This is one of those, less serious
posts that I shouldn’t really publish but I’m done analyzing, this is it, everything
will be posted, even the most annoying and bad stuff. I don’t give a damn. 

Hrm, don’t forget about Donkey Punch! v. 1, it’s still as bad and good as always.