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Sunday, December 28, 2008
You won’t understand this blog unless you read the last one.
Personally, before I left, I believed the same thing, that Vegas was, "full of deceit, a place where dreams die and lives are destroyed, a place built on crushed hopes..…" a statement that I will admit was very artistic and beautifully put. However, I now believe that your reality is quite frankly what you make of it.

It doesn't matter if it is your reality in a relationship, as a construction worker, a librarian, a cashier at Burger King, or WHATEVER you do, or WHERE you do it. As long as you have the ability perceive your reality in a pleasant way, it will inevitably become something positive to you, with the exception of those who truthfully have no power over negative situations. As long as you dedicate yourself to excellence, you will most likely succeed in your personal goals, and if you don't reach your goals, in my book, as long as you did the best you could do, with the cards you where handed, you should find a sense of fulfillment in that.

You are almost always going to be doing something wrong, no matter what you do. I really wish it wasn't true, but it is. I can't believe that cashier just sold 20 hamburgers to that fat ass!. That evil construction worker BUILT that god awful casino! Where those god awful cocktail servers, bartender, dealers, and whoever else dwell, waiting to pierce your lives with evil that consumes them!!!!!! And by golly that cute old lady at the library just checked me out "How to count cards" by Olaf Vacura! Bitch!! Ahhhhhh!!

Many of us who are inhabiting Las Vegas came here for a better life, to wake up in the morning wide eyed and to see opportunity right outside of our windows and at our finger tips. Sometimes in the form of very tall buildings with flashy lights. Not to, symbolically speaking, find a demon and ask him Where can I find the pit of Hell ? Or Which Casino can I get more money for my soul at?? Or Where can I be trained in the art of lying and counterfeiting my way through life.?

Sure there is deceit here, just like anywhere else. My perception however is, that I came here for a reason. Would I raise a family here? Probably not. Why am I here? Business. Do I know how to spot evil? Yes. Am I evil? Who isn't? Am I a good person? Trying to be. Vegas is like a video game to me, and I'm like on level 3. I'm trying to get to the next level, fighting off evil doers. Trying to leap over tall buildings in shit! My favorite is driving along the strip using every profane word possible waving my fist in the air, then sitting back in my 1990 Honda Accord that I named Royal Flush (it's a girl by the way). smirking and wondering how the heck I wound up in Las Vegas……Level 2: Las Vegas Strip(Race car level). My new job is the level sort of like the level in Mario Brothers when you get out of the tunnel and all you have to do is collect coins. (Cool people will know what I'm talking about).

I have my ideas and notions on personal morals and beliefs and I believe that Las Vegas is a perfect place to test myself and see how strong I really am. "Head strong, I'll take you on….." Your dreams could die easily here, your life could shrivel in an instant. Yet, the same thing could happen to you if you continue to stay in the same place your entire life. So you can win or loose either way.

Do you know what I do with my money? Robin Hood stole from the rich and gave to the poor. Have you ever thought of this concept? Or where you thinking "God that Robin Hood was such an ASSHOLE!" Did I step off of the plane, fall into a set of breast implants, wake up from my induction, with a crack pipe in my mouth? No, that's not how shit works…. However I am really enjoying my new butt implants, and where the fuck is Cartel with my SMACK WTF?! [tapping the inside of my arm] (I'm kidding).

Las Vegas is the entertainment capitol of the world. People want to come here and have fun I agree that I may be contributing to the destruction of lives (I'm not afraid to admit you're right), but to say that, that has any correlation to my ability to be a good person is wrong. I'm doing what I have to do to survive. I'm out here by myself, without a college education at that. I may take that money, turn around, pay for college, become a scientist, find the cure for cancer, and save somebody you know one day. ( I highly doubt this scenario, but it makes your ass think doesn't it?).

I'll leave you with a really cool Ani Difranco quote,

"but that picket line persisted
and that clinic's since been closed
they keep pounding their fists on reality
hoping it will break
but I don't think there's a one of us
that leads a life free of mistakes"

Bottom line and Main point in all of this is: This question is tough because on one hand there is a question about justice (making money/survival) and on the other, there is the question about morality. Everyone is entitled to their own personal opinion, and everyone should be able to speak their voice. Who's right? Who knows (shrug)

P.S. - I love all my friends

Not the comment I expected to be dropped on Christmas Eve, but you know, it is, what it is........

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Ashley Kingsmore

There you go! You always go farther being positive! :)

Posted by Ashley on Monday, December 29, 2008 - 1:51 PM
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BURN THE MUTE


well,

I had no idea that my comment on your blog would get this much response, or that after 6 years of not even seeing you my opinion would still matter to you at all. I like you answer though.....
I don't know if you remember all of those philisophical drunken conversations we used to have, but it reminds me of those times....their are lots of statements here and there that i would love to address individually but It would take far to much reading and writing so......I will quote myself from one of my newest songs.....
you leak out a long sigh, when you see the greeneyed monster. if you fulfill your desires you will leave us all behind you....I know why you came....and I know why you'll never stay.

lies wont wait. truth won't find you....hiding there, waiting for something to fall.

I'm bleeding out of my third eye, i stabbed myself in my karmas artery, clingging on to a feeble mind when I could acsend so easily.....I know why I stay....but who knows why I ever came....
the lyrics here are kinda abstract, I don't know if I knew what it was about when I wrote it, but I feel as if it coralates nicely to this conversation....
anyhow. I did not intend to make you question your righteousness, or your path in life.

to quote bad religeon " do what you want, do all you can, break all the fucking rules, and go to hell with superman, and die like a champion ya hey!" I just like to stir shit sometimes...and vegas sucked real bad everytime i was there...alot of asshole cops and fake ass people, just not my kinda town marnica....
have a nice day!
Timbo

Posted by BURN THE MUTE on Friday, January 30, 2009 - 3:58 PM
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