the devil and daniel johnston – this may take awhile cos i have a lot to say that or i will pussy out and delete it all. the sony site for dadj.

anyway this kid is like an artistic genius so much so that it’s spooky and he’s growing up christian and the one kid in the family that’s shunning it. there’s something not right about him but over time people come to accept his weirdness as normal for him and that’s just the way it is. he makes little movies about his life and incessantly draws and records music. he documents EVERYTHING. he is not a good singer nor is he a bad one, his timing is off but somehow it sounds right the way he sings the stop start enunciations and the terrible guitar playing. but it’s the lyrics and words he comes up with that’s truly what he is all about and made possible by way of his manic depressive psychosis.

to which i also suffer.

well i’m not psychotic anymore but i was and so this film just tore me the fuck up in a nodding my head every three seconds way, covering my eyes and ears and i can’t even blink.

when you have an artistic genius for whom’s ego is stroked and they are severely depressed you have to treat them with kid gloves, you cannot allow their brilliance to take the better of them or you and unfortunately this is what everyone in daniel johnston camp did, let the unbalanced one behind the wheel cos they were just digging him so much and who can blame them?

he was on many different pills, and many of them didn’t work. i think he might be bipolar but obviously there was something else going on. it’s hard to pinpoint it when you’re watching him create masterpiece after masterpice in front of your eyes however if he hadn’t of had the previous body of work, the tapes and shit i doubt people would have considered the manic babblings and drawings to be art, to be anything other than complete nuts.

psychotic breakdowns typically are referential, meaning, when i lost my mind i was fixated upon the taliban and drug dealers and snipers, anything stressful that has happened to you previously all comes out in the wash of a nervous breakdown – daniel johnston’s fixation was the devil and god which came from his christian upbringing and is very common in breakdowns. you get the i am a messenger of christ complex and sometimes it never goes away and can be pretty scary.

you may know someone who has suffered a delusional psychosis or might in the future so i dunno, don’t be afraid just prepare yourself, somewhere inside they are still there, just recognize the signs as they come so you can get them the help they need.

see this film. just see it.

daniel johnston’s art for sale.

me: i hate system of a down

Phil: that’s crazy talk

me: their songs are irritating and loud and crappy
and his voice sucks
anyone can make their voice sound like that

Phil: he has a message most of the time and no not anyone can sound like that and the guitar is powerful and i like it so there

me: well the only message i got was sucking mtv’s dick

Phil: that’s a good sarcastic message

me: RAH TRULULUHLUHLUHLUHLUHLUH
it makes me think of fat kids in black rock shirts
l.a.m.e.

Phil: that’s what i thought at first

me: and long black hair

Phil: but if you give it a chance it grows on you
but hey whatever

me: and that guy who got kicked out of survivor the second episode

Phil: ya i know

me: i would rather hang out with ginos
are you crying into your leather arm band now?

Phil: gross have fun but oh ya i forgot you like the eye-talians anyway
*raymi*: i would rather hang out with ginos

me: anyway system of a down’s next album should be called MUSIC TO BE A LOSER BY

merkley???: ha — i’m acting all stupid

me: what like an insecure girl?

merkley???: a little
ha ha
i’ve been known to sabotage good opportunities
40 year old moms who go back to college
how gay

me: like my mom
except shes a career student now
no life but seems to know everything about everyone elses life and whats good for them

merkley???: who — you? no
you have a nice life

me: no i mean my mom
has no life
therefore bugs the shit out of everyone else

merkley???: oh yeah
is she still commenting on your blog and mooching your www.fame?

me: yes
im still moderating duh
um if you want to check something cool out you might want to go to my blog right now and read my new title

merkley???: so the moderating is mostly due to your own mother — sheesh

me: YES IT IS ALL BECAUSE OF HER

merkley???: ha ha
nice
releotard

me: yeah it came to me just now

merkley???: leoretard

me: i was going to put DOES LEOTARD RHYME WITH RETARD
hmm i smell a new poll on the horizon

merkley???: its a pretty good poem
the way you did it is obviously better

me: poem?
yeah i guess it is a poem
A POEM ABOUT MY LIFE

merkley???: ha

me: deep

merkley???: repeat it aloud in mixed company for extra nuts driving

me: yeah
in a funny voice

merkley???: over and over
moonwalking

me: yes
i think these are the new cool rules
slipping in a word that rhymes with other words
pretty wicked

merkley???: tongue clicking too

me: if you say it like how deaf people talk
like yelling
and you have to wear a sweatsuit

merkley???: fully

me: im putting this on my blog so my mom will get the point
i hope her heart wont be broken

merkley???: pantsless is acceptable in shopping malls or on the roof deck

me: yes
i am having trouble suppressing my laughter

merkley???: it’s not like you havent told her one billion times
but you love her so its ok

me: leotard retard

me: ok
there
i hope she gets the point
tho she fucking wont

merkley???: she wont
i have seen you tell her a million times

me: ungh
it makes me want to cry

merkley???: i know how you feel
when someone just wrecks your fun its frustrating

caught in the act nsfw

me: hi
go to sleep

merkley???: dude
you go to sleep

me: i just woke up
i had a full nites rest
and now im doing laundry
makes you feel just a little bit lazy dont it

merkley???: thats fantastic
i had 5 hours of sleep and now i’m awake with a buzz

me: woah lucky

merkley???: i’ve been being very mean to people lately
lashing out etc..

me: oh really
why
hey we watched american pimp last nite – have you ever seen that fillmore slim guy in yer hood
he does sf
hes like 70 something now
pretty much the only pimp in the documentary i dont want to stab in the fucking face

me: ok fine dont answer me

merkley???: wait

me: hurry up

merkley???: i need to see that movie
everyone reccomends it
recommend

me: ok well i bet u have seen fillmore slim
hes cool and non-violent
and a total fossil

merkley???: i wouldnt know if i had

me: tall skinny black dude
pimp
old

merkley???: i’m googling

me: sweet

merkley???: Slim&tedShred.jpg

me: anyway why the lashing out at people
send the url

merkley???: http://www.wangphotography.com/fillmoreslim/Slim&tedShred.jpg

me: yeah thats him
but way less cool than in docu

i am sick

i haven’t eaten yet today

i am reading shopgirl despite having already seen it and i can’t stop thinking about steve martin lusting after claire danes. it’s a nice read and makes me want to starve myself again. good timing too cos there’s a wedding on saturday to attend.

we are going to watch that pimp documentary or at least i am.

we argued about rocky all day on gchat about bringing him here for a little while. we are going to do a trial-run soon i hope it works out. since my grandma is dead the house is being sold and my dad is figuring out his life i guess he needs a cat-break but i know they will be reunited cos they are best friends.

i barely opened my mouth all day somedays if no one calls i don’t speak til fil comes home from work and even if i go out to buy food i can get by on just nodding at cashiers and smiling it’s like a test the lengths i’ll go to avoid verbal interaction. i am not sure if speaking to the cat counts. i guess it does.

i guess i got too braggy about how i rarely come into contact with other people and therefore skillfully avoided getting september sickness like everyone got this month so what’s gestating within me now is hand-me-down sickness, secondhand triplehanded bullshit. next september i will be ready and i will not go near anybody until november.

i am tired of my right nostril dribbling stuff.

i think it’s neat tho that humans can “get sick” like it’s just this thing that is part of life like oh ok we won’t be seeing johnny for a few days and it’s completely normal.

i like to think that on other planets people get something else like wicked long pink hair and vomit rubies and this huge black bear shows up and babysits for a day or two and then just leaves. i wonder what it would be called.

“mom i think i’m GETTING SHITZOED AGAIN!”