30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 1

Posted in Uncategorized on September 14, 2013 by Comatose Casanova


Alright so I am taking the 30 day writing challenge to get myself whipped back into the blogging and creative writing thing. For anyone interested in taking part in this challenge then please click the link at the en of the entry to enjoy. This first one I kind of did something different, but I hope it is enjoyed.


Once upon a time I knew everything. I knew that the sky was blue; I knew the laws of gravity, of attraction. I knew what fresh air smelt like, I knew roughly how cold the water was at the beach snow covered or not. Now I am congested, filled up with all these ideologies, all these ideas that are not my own.  I can regurgitate anything Aristotle said, or write a paper about anything through a Marxist Lens. Once upon a time writing was effortless every thought put to the page was unquestionably my own. Now I question what originality really is. Has it all be written? Has everything of importance been said and what I am doing just merely a reinstatement of those facts and ideas previously presented through the educational system living deep down in the subconscious mind. Even now I can’t shake the idea’s Freud has implanted within the dark corners of my mind.


There is only one thing that brings me back to my childhood bliss. One simple plant that allow the free flow of though I so long for.


So I sit in a cloud of earthy smoke wishing I had something to write down. The thoughts flow uncontrollably behind my thick cranium in rapid succession as my heart bumps softly matching the docile melody creeping from distorted speakers.  Things that are typically unrelated become unified simulating calmness. Peaceful bliss overcomes; I close my eyes and sail through space. Everything in this world is connected, everything is beautiful. I open my eyes and everything is just a little bit brighter. I inhale softly, with heavy lungs I float past my daily fears and insecurities. I reach that purity. . .that innocents that everyone tries to recapture day after day, work week after work week.


This small moment out of the day . . . no one can drag me down.

“It is the mark…

Posted in Uncategorized on April 19, 2013 by Comatose Casanova

“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.”

My Honest Opinion: Violence

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 18, 2013 by Comatose Casanova

My Honest Opinion: ViolenceImage

So I know it has been a while since I have constantly posted, but I will be following  a much better formula. I have just finished University so I will have much more time to mess around on the internet and numb the minds of good bored internet dwellers everywhere. So here is my planned Wednesday instalment of my blog called “My Honest Opinion”.


Now by the time I am writing this there has been a billion posts on the Boston bombing. You can’t escape it is all over the news, it is all over the internet. You load up sites and you are met with the bright eyed 8 year old Boston Bruins fan who died in the blast. You go to YouTube and you see footage presented on the homepage.


Now I am not going to jump out and label anyone as the attacker, as there has been no one blamed yet. Whether it be a foreign or domestic attack on America it comes with the talk of WHY? HOW? All these question that in the face of pure evil no one can really find the answer. Evil just happens, it is like rust eating away at the world. It is senseless, and it is useless. Therefore it is senseless and stupid to try and pull a meaning from it.


So why am I talking about this. Let’s for a second assume it is a domestic attack. It is not that farfetched, American’s have blown up Americans before. Now I try not to blog about gun laws, and whatever simply because I feel like the internet is already full of people to battle for both ends, and you don’t need to find blogs in order to see the discussion. You got to YouTube and watch a video and you look down and all the sudden the conversation comes up.


So just to be clear am I for or against guns? In specific situations you could say that I am both. If I moved to the USA right now one of the very first things I would do it buy a gun. I would buy it to protect myself, simple as that. So do gun laws need to be stricter? I would say yes they do. The idea of outlawing assault rifles is a step forward. I feel as though the mentally ill should not be able to obtain a gun.


The issue I see is. . . taking away guns does stop gun violence. It does not stop all violence. I am not saying it is possible to stop all violence, in fact it is not. That is the world we created. There was a story in the US about a man who went on a stabbing rampage. No it did not kill people, but it was violence. It caused people to feel pain needlessly. I think about this lots of times during the week. It hit me hardest when I was coming home from work and my grandfather asked me “Did you hear about Boston?”. So I turned on the news and there is was. People killed, many injured. Then more news broke about people waking up in the hosital and having no legs. There was doctors saying the worst thing is pulling nails and ball bearing from a little girls leg. It breaks my heart the whole situation.


It does however show that taking guns away from people who are mentally ill does not stop violence. Therefore I am not an advocate for stronger gun laws, I am not against gun laws. I am against all violence. So what solves this issue?


This is my honest opinion. They United States is in dire need of a better and stronger mental health program. Why not? Maybe a free mental health program. It would create millions of jobs for students graduating with a psychology degree. It would eventually lead to a more stable society. I am not a politician by any means, but if you run a country that is coming up out of a recession, and you are willing to spend millions, even billions on bullshit policies. Then you can toss down some big dollars to set up a government funded mental health program that will supply jobs to people in need of jobs, and in turn drive the crime rate down.


It just makes sense. Whether someone kills a man with a chrome snub-nosed gun, or with a homemade bomb made out of a pressure cooker the result is the same. It is time people stand up. It is time the US Government honours that structured agreement. We give up our freedom for safety, safety that is currently not being offered.


Now this tragedy was horrible, it displayed how evil humanity can be, but it also showed how united humanity is. Marathon runners ran directly to the hospital to donate blood, the members of the armed forces ripped down the barrier like it was paper. People carried to wounded. What I saw was a failed attempt at creating terror. I say the American people be strong, be united in the face of pure evil. I suggest that next year the Boston Marathon be the most attended Marathon in American history. I am Canadian, but I am behind the people of America who are so resilient in the face of this attack. No matter how many evil people there are, there are so many good ones.


Keep hope alive. Keep the human in humanity.


This is the part where I would add a link to provide donation to the people who fell victim of the blast, but unfortunately specific members of society are so fucked up there are tons of fakes. Well until next time this was my honest opinion.

Long Way to Neverland

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on April 18, 2013 by Comatose Casanova

Just some Canadian rock to share with the world. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. New tune from The Headstones.

“Didn’t you rea…

Posted in Uncategorized on March 2, 2013 by Comatose Casanova

“Didn’t you read about it?

The devil takes care of his own

Didn’t you read it in the detail?”

-Band of Skulls

Playing With Words

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on February 25, 2013 by Comatose Casanova

I know that I have been a little lacklustre lately, but with school and family life just keeps shitting on your time.  Anyway this is a segment I am going to try and do every money. Just write a bit till I hit a point and post it.


Did you ever look in the mirror and see someone else. Something you never thought you would be? It is like your 5 year plan was just that, a fucking plan.  A plan never set into action and in your early twenties you stand there looking at your face. Your face is cracked, covered in physical and mental wounds with the aging of a forty year old heroin addict. Bags hang under your eyes and you toss back another bit of the blackness, of the coffee. So you run to class to obtain an education they tell you that you need. You go to their institutions, take part in their social structures and one magnificent magical thought that is out of the box. . . and they call you insane. You see thier doctors, take their pills. Pills, pills, pills. You go to their jobs, you become their socially constructed ideal robot. So as you sit here looking in the mirror at someone you no longer know, ask yourself first


1) Is it, NO was it worth it?


2) Who the fuck am I?


We all come out the same, and each of us are to blame. Individualism is a color, uniqueness simply a texture, freedom is an illusion. Underneath our exterior we are all the same. We are all moulded by the man. We are fed their media, their news, their fiction. The dominate ideology destroys anything unique. Nothing is original. Time is money, and money makes the world go round.  Sick capitalism in a candy coating and we eat the shit up like a box of Twinkies.  We are the working class, the dreamers, we are the 99%.


 This is how they plan to kill us. This is how the plan to kill it. . . creativity.

The Frozen

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on February 15, 2013 by Comatose Casanova

Just a spoken word piece by Corey Taylor of Slipknot and StoneSour fame. Beautifully talented artist.

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