random ramble about nature and dumb people

San Gabriel Mountains
not very far, but just far enough to make you feel like you're not in the same world you were raised as a part of.
just up the 605, i found myself blowing my mind in mountains that looks at us everyday, growing and evolving as a city and a society, but whom we have forgotten all about. they make the background for a perfect LA picture, but what really goes on in the life of those mountains?? right behind us (or in front, or to the side, to some of us)

BUGS!! a shitload of them!! that is their hometown!!

also, disorganization... which brings me to my point i'm trying to make with this

nature is completely disorganized.. as it should be.. there is no conscious being in nature.. everything just "is"...

example: a tree falls, it decomposes, becomes food and shelter for another species that creates an entire ecosystem out of that fallen tree

now nobody told that tree to fall or break open or even fall where it did and WHEN it did... it just DID... it just IS.... it's either alive or dead... growing or decaying.. and that's the end

it felt weird being in an area that i felt like i've betrayed... i feel like i am part of my ancestors... i speak for them in saying "i'm sorry i've betrayed you, nature.. we were just ashamed of being animals just like you"

the way i see it, we've become feeling so guilty for who we really are, we're trying so hard to make sure nobody remembers where that came from... there follows hygiene, structure, organization, morals.. all that bullshit that makes us HUMAN and apart from everyone else

it's a bunch of bullshit

it's obviously not working either if people are getting reprimanded for trying to act too animalistic...

for the girls:
TRY... JUST FUCKING TRY... to go out of the house without showering for a week, not brushing your hair/teeth... not shaving your legs/arms/pits...

actually, just try to leave the house with no makeup... half of you cant.. and that's sad.. extremely sad.. you play dress-up every goddamn day... and we all know it.. you're not fooling anyone... we know that if we took a loop scraper to your face, we could get a good clean chunk of nice and heavy castor oil mixed with some cattle nervous system to get that good smooth, FAKE look

a girl asked me yesterday how i pick friends who i know wont betray me... here is what i HALF jokingly told her:
i know i cant be friends with someone if:
-they cant go a week without shopping
-they have a handbag that's worth more than $100
-they cant leave the house without makeup
-sports bar it up


list goes on, of course... but these are SURE SIGNS i cannot be friends with someone.. and not because i think i'm better than them or whatever the case you might think it may be (what a long, drawn out, confusing sentence!!).. it's more because i will have absolutely nothing in common with them.. we'll probably resort to talking about inane bullshit things like:

boys
boys with girls
shoes
shoes on sale
boys
handbags
jersey shore

ok i cant anymore.. it's making me nauseous


this post rambled.. as does most of mine... too much coffee, not enough food, too much thinking

FIN