Skitzophrenia and A Bottle of Pills..And Somehow I Get to Say Nerdfighter In My Blog

Heh heh I am feeling melodramatic today can t you tell lol! Welcome kiddoes for another Happy Happy Joy Joy ride on Da Ride I am and will always be the Man with a Plan...the Master(bator) of Justice..The Cream of the Crop Circles You host and Fav Ride Attendent: Mister MotherFucking P lol...and yes I had to had the MF ing its just that kinda day!

The Lines You Needed to Hear
Jason Prosser



Past lives
Dead skin
Layers of falsehoods spoken in vain…

Rotten teeth
Marlboros smoked
Another night in pain…

Pepsi drank
Scars revealed
Another lie to hide away…

Regrets had
Innocence taken
Smell the scent of decay…

Short stories
Longer Deaths
The folly of the written word…

Liquid hate
Lovely silence
The bright red swath of judgment’s sword…

Take everything
Keep nothing
I want it no more

Burn the past
Despise the future
Holding you to a word cause you swore…

Yup new poetry for your eyeballs kiddies. I keep shooting for happy and get twisted...Shrugs gots to love me..

Got some new tech today a External harddrive to help feed the beast cause the comp was filling up way too much...It took almost two days to back up everything but I still got like over 89 % free!

Well I gots no feed back on the last batch of vids but I am putting another one up cause it always puts a smile on my face and well..I am short on smiles lately..

This weeks is a lil thing called Brotherhood 2.0 if you are a NerdFighter you gets if not..well its still kinda funny enjoy..

Well Its Time For VIdeo-A-Thon 2 :Attack of the Groans.

Okay ppl last post was Video-A-Thon 1 : The Prosser Menace and well this is the sequel..Attack of the Groans and I am not only the director of this merry go round from hell but now I don the Helmet of a Groan trooper so Roger Roger and watch these clips...



Silly troopers lol...Now that my helmet is off its time to slip on some more headgear as I pull on my lucha mask for a slice of Chikara pie and settle in too watch a Player Uno clip wit Delirious as the discuss the virtue of Princess Peach...



And now its time to Kill em all...Pokemon style.

These Made me Chuckle Hopefully You Do Too

So Mr P was watching the music videos and these two made me chuckle a lot. Now I know I am easily amused dear Riders but I hope you enjoy these as much as I do.
So the first one is the new Fall Out Boy it made me chuckle cause well I would do most of these ebil things too lol!



This second one is a new death metal band...Now usually death metal is not chucklw worthy I know, but Well come on just look at the LOTR themed video and tell A Band of orcs is not funny...If it aint at least think of this somewhere in the world some world of warcraft geek as pants around his ankles stroking his very own "Tower of Isengard" in total Geek pleasure. (OOOH smeagle You are so good at taking care of my staff lol.........)



And one last chuckle worthy video that has me cracking up is done by the fine wrestlers at Chikare.....And well really it speaks for it self ...All I gotta say is...FINISH HIM...



So dear Riders I hope you enjoyed todays Videoathon up in the Ride and hopefully you chuckled at all these like I did.

A town called Hypocracy

Me and Tito have been discussing things and well I am gonna rant about a few of em here. I hope to get a few comments from the peanut gallery to make it worth it. This is one of my famous rants so remember if I hurt lil fweelers...AWWW WELL! =D
First I talked about this on myspace but I want to tackle it here as well. If you do something illegal to stop something illegal you have no right to be morally superior. Been watching whale wars and these idiots are committing crimes to stop whaling. Now I am for saving animals but to me if you are committing acts of piracy and chemical warfare on another country's vessel it kinda make you look like a idiot. The captain of the Sea Shepard's ship put two members of his crew on a ship and then flipped saying they were hostages.....No you put em in harms way and they committed a crime so they deserve their fate ...and you deserve to feel ashamed for putting your crew in dancer MR Paul Wilson..Now I see why Greenpeace booted you!
Secondly happy to see a new face in the Pres office...but how can you promise change then say your gonna bring Hillary Clinton into a position of power...Where is the change in having her ..I was just saying.
And finally ...uh I forgot. Grr Well I guess Ill have another post sooner or later dear Riders. If you feel strongly enough bout what i just said feel free to flame me I can take it!!!

OMG GOD I LOVE MY STATE

I been playa hating on Ct alot in my twenty some odd years on planet Earth..but god damn my state actually got something right! First we shoot down a ill planned ( and stupid as hell ) attempt to rewrite our constitution then a forward thinking supreme court puts the ol smackdown on da conservative right and make it legal to let homosexuals marry...Holy shit Ct Epic Win!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I got a key to the door but it just won t open...

Its been rough couple of weeks in casa de Prosser lately. I have been a bear and a half. Mostly cause I get stuck in my skull and can t seem toi get out of it. have my fav Riders ever have that problem. Where you seem locked into doing one thing because you can t shut your brain up? It keeps going over every mistake and failure you have ever made....Well thats been me lately. So I apologise to ppl I have alienated from lack of attention but my voices needed there say >.<
Not to say that it has been a doom and gloom round here just a rough patch that I can handle. plus I still got da Beast and a million songs to make me happy.

Another Day Another Poem ( Or happy Halloweenie)

Silent Voices ‘08


Silent voices over a telephone wire
Angelic voices heard in a heavenly choir
Lost boy singing dirges in his sleep
Lays is head down as he weeps

Soft touches of hand on chest
Muttered promises of mot to be like the rest
Bursts into flames
And settles down like so many childish games
Loves in a car moving way too fast
Who never knew that this would never last.

Snow falls on a cold stone
And rain caresses me when I am alone
The lost one
The fallen son
The baddest apple in the bunch.

Welcome riders again to a halloweenie bloggy post! It is I your lovely and talented Blogger Extrodinaire...uh me lol! Its Halloween ( well ok so itsactually November 1 but well you know lol) Hope yall got all da candy and poop you can eat! Cause I did.

Poem, updates, and a lil controversy.

Tides Of forever

Find me in the dark
Before I cry myself to sleep
One more night to go…
I creep in the shadows of your heart.

Hidden there like a bitter shard of poison
Turning your soul black
The dark eyed seductress you play oh so well
But Ill play the game no longer
Dangle my self over the ledge

Come on to the deep blue sea
We’ll dance in the sea foam grey waves
And drown all our dreams in the endless embrace
Bitter hearts collide in the tides of forever.


Heyya Riders its Your favorite Conductor and Tour Guide from The Depths of The Darkness lol! So to let y'all know what is up with us here at the Prosser fam. Uh still jobless, but not homeless at least. Still getting paid and getting ready for the holidays. One of my favorite one is coming just round the corner...HALLOWEEN!!! What are all you readers going as. My boys are going as a Knight and a Ninja complete with swords...So watch out you better give us good candy or they will go Avatar on your butt lol!

So I wanna go on record as I am tired of hearing the word abomination as a way to describe homosexuals! They are not but anyone who uses that word is because it degrades and belittled by it.

And I am so glad to see that this election is almost over. Thank god though it looks like Obama is gonna win and well I aint happy bout that either. he is too young and too inexperienced...but that is just my opinion.

Poems and more random blathering..

Smoke Filled Lungs
Jason Prosser 08

Take another sip
Take another drag
Burn the bridges
Raise the dead

Dance in a circle till the moon drips blood down
Fuel this rage that takes over me
Scream out at the Heaven sent
Who are you to judge me!!!

Take your judgment of my sin
And shove them up your ass
Pass that bottle to me
And sing for me when I pass away from the mortal coil

Take the biggest drag on that cowboy killer
And laugh in the face of the past
Dance with the Devil
And swear at that angels
And piss off the closest friends you have.

Alley way sales of the flesh of the innocent
All sponsored by Versace and Dolce Gibbana
And you sip sip away your dreams
In some dank ass bar on thirty third and Avenue A

Take this to your grave
Tell you mama
You cheap ass sister
Take this to your broken home full of dead end dreams…

You only need one more sip
One more freakin drag
To burn all the bridges you failed to cross
Cause your gonna need a miracle to raise me from the dead…

Mentally weary of watching out for shifting sands
and daggers that flash in twilights moon
Watching the lives burn as you dance in the flames
Out of touch
And out of reach
And there is only one bullet left in this rusted out revolver.

Alliances or just sweat tangled dalliances
Burned out souls searching for a little love
What was it that we had
Was it easy to walk away from
I usually am?



Friends with fangs
And the hydra headed beast that swallows me whole
Dance your blissful life away as my soul twists in the wind
And we shall part ways eternally.


Welcome Welcome lil riders! Its time to hop in a cart and enjoy some time together once again! How everyone doing? I am fine( yeas I am fucked up insecure neurotic and emotional lol..Just F.I.N.E lol) The kiddoes are doing great. And so is Lil Miss Tito..If we can get the pain in her paws to stop that is..

Oh My Its A Swear Word In My Blog.

Ok I admit it... I swear... Alot. Some may say too much. I say fuck em lol! Its part of me..One I am not always happy with but I really don t know how to change it. I been doing it since I was in the fourth grade. Its been in grained from when I was a kid..I heard swearing alot..and well I don t notice half the time that I am swearing. So I might try to cut it down but I don t know where to begin.
Now I have been told I come off a lil angry on my blog here...And I guess She is right. I do rant and rave on here alot. I don t mean for this to be a bitchfest. But I guess It has become that...So pls next time you feel or see me actin a fool...Call me on it. Say hey dude You be acting like a idiot...I wanna to accessible to you guys not a B word wit a stick in its craw...
Todays Song of the Day is: Wolf Among Lilacs..Pls enjoy as it plays over your speakers and into your earballs...

Post op...

Okay well really aint much going on lately. I got a new 'do (the whole fam does.) I still aint got a job, but money is coming in. I gots a new video game(and another on the way..Thank you ATLUS you rock!!!!) and well thats bout it on the update front.
Now if I can get away from these shitty dreams and choking da Tito in my sleep I think I would be golden.

Holy Shit They Pay You For Sitting on our Ass

I am in the money..I am in the money ...My ass won t get the lights or cable shut off...I got my unemployment...Take that creditors your checks are in the fucking mail!!!!!!Also I am smoking real cigarettes not two year old cloves I found in the basement(They were sitting by basement cat if you must know...)Also the fm can finally eat real food..not broke food...

So things are looking up for da Prosser clan...Now where is that other shoe..I know its gonna drop soon...

And The Meek Shall Inherit..(Oh did i say meek I meant the dickheads..sorry!)

Heh heh I am back and I come bearing a new Kitteh that made me chuckle...Cause well It is so me...


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And today aint a song of day but a comedy sketch by Eddie Izzard..

Welcome kiddoe to another exciting edition of the Greatest Shit Since Sliced Bread.I am Your host and fav ride attendant J to the Pizzo ...P to the hizzy...Or whatever the hell he says in that song...
If you haven t notice I have added new songs to the playlist that are not Songs of the Day . They are merely tracks I find enjoyable and like to shake my ass to while I do this bloggy thing. So enjoy them yourself as you read on..
read Tommorows (or later tonight not sure yet) for A new Song of the Day and a new kitteh kat!
And i might even sound intelligent when i write next time..
Till then...

Peace and Matt Morgans Chicken Grease..

There Are Two Sides To Every Coin

A New Kitteh to make yall chuckle...


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If you would like to read a subtle rebuttal to last nights post of People who like to fuck it could be found here at www.thruthemaze.blogspot.com. Read and enjoy (and its used lots less of the naughty words that this vulgar ass fuckhead used) But give it a whirl if you want.

A New Day A New Song...

Okay so tommorrow is a big day. I ll have my hearing for unemployment..Hope to God this works out for me. In honor of this I am playing a new song of the day...

Drum roll please...

The boss by Rick Ross and Tpain. Please to check out on music player..

So wish me luck everyone and hopefully Ill be ok soon.

They are famous Cause They Like to Fuck!!!!!!!

Ever wonder what Paris Hilton and The Duggar family have in common..Read the title. That's right the Tabloid Trashpot and the Incredible Growing Family are famous cause they both like to fuck...I mean How many other families are getting their own tv show cause they can have kids....Or how blond haired chicks got record deals cause they really know how to blow..( Ok So that second could be used but a lot of female singers but not all of them have a video available at your nearest Adult video Emporium.) For some reason this is so not cool..I mean since when do you get famous for laying on your back and taking dick...God I know i am old when I can say this..I wanna go back to the days when you didn t get laid until after you were famous..

Now I know Paris is basically a slut...I aint fighting that and The Duggar wife is a perfect christian wifey, but that doesn t mean they should always be on tv. God I am tired of seeing them both and really did I need a new Duggar series..Whats next a trip up her twat while they pulling the mewing lil brat out....Ok lil harsh there I guess but really I feel that a delivery should only be a family thing not splashed over the screen of every tv in the US of A. Its bad enough when idiot fathers got to tape every c section and drop of sweat but really a reality tv series bout her 18th kid.....Hot dog down an alley is all I am saying ...

As a christian it is not my place to judge her or her whacked out ass family...But I am tired of all their wacky ideas bout what a family is...

And well paris is lil more then trash all fancied...

But enough ranting for today. I am your fav ride attendant and ranter extrordinaire....Me

New poem New features and a Added Bonus for Song of the Day.

Ok so there are some new features on the ride...you could say I done pimped my ride lol! First I can now see the traffic my ride encounters by My new Sitemeter Gauge. It ll let me know who is reading bout me and from where..Should be fun. Also i added a playlist player. Any Song of the days will be added to said player so you all can enjoy the soundtrack of my life in stereo...

The newest addition to my poems is done...

The Light of Man
Jason Prosser

I saw a man in the woods.
He was tall thin and full of hatred.
He beat the trees
And burned the leaves.
He kicked the stones
And lost sight of the beauty he stood in.

He hid is eyes .
He hid is heart .
He hid is humanity from the light of the world.

I saw a man on the streets of my town.
He was lost and full of rage.
He growled at the kids that played at his feet,
And scowled at the beggar on the corner.
He screamed at shadows
And lost sight of the empathy within.

He hid is eyes
He hid his heart.
Is light is lost among the darkness of this world

Pretty decent I think but let me know what you think.

Don t Be Silent..

Welcome to another whiz bang episode of Da Ride Wit Your host and Fun loving Psychopath and sharp and pointy collector...ME!!!! You can call me Your Royal Fuckhead Mr P.

Ok I am so tired of hearing this crap about the election. I wanna be on the record for saying this...Both parties suck and A choice for the lesser of two evils is still a choice for EVIL!!!! Neither candidate is gonna change the real issues that are facing this country. Obama can t just take all the troops out of Iraq ppl. It'll just collapse like a flan in da cupboard. Not good in that area of the world. McCain won t fix the economy or the job situation. Biden won t feed the poor and hungry in the country. Palin might try to make abortion illegal across the board but is that a good thing really?!?! Will either one accept the pickens energy plan and get us off the tit of foreign oil.(while saving a shit load of money at the time) McCain is stuck in the same mold as Mr Bush( aka Mr Pussy) and will run the same style of office that got us hated by most of the world and screwed the little man. Obama is too green. We have seen what happens when a Pres. learns on the job ... So i say vote for who you want but i am gonna vote for nobody unless possibly Colin Powell runs !

Ok I am off my soapbox now lol!

New poemage...

The Vigil
By Jason Prosser


Hidden agendas...
Blindsided...
Just didn’t t see the hidden Indians in the painting fast enough…
So now I stand before one lost soul...
Hanging from a tall oak tree... oh shit don t cry for or pity me...
I made this choice to stand my vigil for the one I love
The one I lost.

Dragging razors cross my skin…
The hidden torment of the blackest sin…
Just didn’t t fell the pain anymore…
So now I stand before One lost soul…
Dangling from the razor’s edge…
I need this pain you see so please don’t cry out to me…
I made this choice oh so long ago…
For her to continue to live.

Now I sit..
And I wait to die…
Just didn’t t think it would take so long…
Now I hang from this wise old oak tree…
So please good people don t pity me…
I made this choice for the one I lost oh so long ago.

ok so its a new week and i just wanna say hopefully I will find a job soon...Hugs to my homies fuck yous to the ppl who doubt me And Keep riding da ride till the wheels fall off!!!!

Roses really smell like Poo Poo...

Welcome to another exciting day on the ride. If this is your first time here I am not sorry If I hurt little feelers but Oh Hai I don t care lol!

Quick update on life..I am living. I got job apps and the fam is still alive. =.) My smilie got a lip piercing.

You the worse thing that's been going on lately...I feel so old lol! My back is out my knees hurt and some days it seems like today's world some how passed me by..And I consider myself relevent to today's youth loL! But some days I look at Tito and go What the Fuck!!!! When da hell did that become cool...hell even cool ain t cool now! And i feel so lost that i don t always feel centered. GRRRR some days I just feel so Old...

Well still yob hunting. If you know where to find those wasscly tings I could use all the help my readers could provide me with. I picked up some apps from various local vendor types(cross your fingers maybe gamestop will want me making me very happy...). Ill be dropping those off tomorrow. Will be picking more up. Let ya know how it goes.


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Song of the daY!!

Little kitties ...Big Lie

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LOLOLOLOLOLOLOOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

man don t that kitteh got it to be working for da Lounge loL!

Well its another day at the ride and as always Ill be your ride attendant du jour...

First i would like to say...Heyya to all my readers. Tito has a site meter to see everyone who hits on her blog and i am thinking bout adding one to myself. What you think? Let me know.

that being said on to the actual blog..

And well aint much doing really. Working on working, watching cubs and making tasty ass meals for da fam!

As for inside my head...Trying to get motivated to get things going like motivation and stopping some things...like da boozing...not really!

Song of da Day...

Why can t Pizza and smokes be delivered and for free...

I am a man of means by no means...KING OF THE ROAD

LOl what a intro right. Welcome on to da ride dearest rider. thanks for hopping on this long black train lol! hope you don t mind the smell of sulphor and brimstone! LOL

Well if i ain t said it here or anywhere I am no jobless...Go me go me Go me. if it seems like a i don t care bout what happened...i don t anymore i still gotta life to live.. It happened it sucks but i must move forward or all i did or do is in vain. SO Dickapotumus and Debbiesnatchasaurus Sex can blow me cause i got to feed da cubs !

That being said I hope you riders have been good and well behaved in my absence. Its been awhile since I sputtered and rambled to you guys. Been stuck in my head And haven t been too nice lately. but i am back so lol....

Well its little ride but i goota go for now...Peace out lil homies!

Will work as whipping boy...

Let it all burn

I will burn first

God, I tried, am I lost in your eyes?

Just let me burn

It's what I deserve

God, I've lied, am I lost in your eyes

As i stated before its now day two of my susspension and I been through the wringer and back. My back is still sore from the self flagelltion and i am pretty sure I am all burnt out of anger at the store...Now what do I do now is all I need to know.

Well I do know one thing I do...I plaster a false smile on my face as i keep pounding pavement till i get another job >.< Ugh and hopefully my life doesn t disintegrate before me...

Suspended Animation...

Well i have been formally suspended from my job at Da Lounge...Shrugs I have been through rougher...Hopefully not everything collapses in on itself...Eh..Stitch out !

I am so not stewing..

Ok so Tito says I been stewing in my own juices today. I say i havent just because i been listening to hair ballads and angry music smoking like a fiend and working on my third pepsi means nthing..right....right.....GAWD she is so right..UGH I hate being stuck in my head. But lately i don t know how to get out. There is so much SHIT in the way. I mean this worry bout the missing money, my job woes in general, finicial troubles, guestions bout my sanity, and the usual bric a brac won t let go of me. Maybe a bottle of patron will help lol....Okay so I might not be kiddding bout that...

GRRRRRR GRRRRR GRRRRRR GRRRRR GRRRRR GRRRR GRRRR GRRRR >.<

Oh well could be worse i think....I mean i still gots smokes and Da Beast lol.

Blather ramble seeth and trouble...

Morning dear Riders its now 11 here at the WildRide and we are open for business. Its been a rough few days for your fav Ride attendent and part time bath room sanitizer. I been kinda blah and ugh inside my head but as usual i have had to keep it neatly tucked away for "the Greater Good" around me. So its the usual fake smiles that make me think my cheeks are gonna break off and the daps and the Sup bro How you been..when all you wanna do is collapse their chest with a sledgehammer... Smiles sweetly and innocently as i finger the sledghammer at my side =)

So i aint gots a real topic to chat about today just but wanted to let y all know i ll be at the other store on monday(mutters even though i don t wanna go back but it aint like i gots a choice or a chance to really say no or like they would listen if i said it anyway...) So monday i go back to the scene of my biggest crime ( you know cause i stole like 400 dollars according to rumors now) I ll be back at the ol store again.

Oh to all you Youngins and school types Have a good first day at school! My cubs are back in school finally..YAY YAY! Look out Ivy Drive the Prosser Boys are roaming the halls...

Well you took the usual lil ride through the Ride and in honor of my reckless criminal activity i leave this for ya perusal


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And the song of the day ...Alian Ant farms :

Welcome to Disturbia!!!

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I love this lil kitteh I would so love him and hg him and call him GEORGE!

He is also the new wildride mascot lol!

Its a new week on da ride. Sunday is upon us once again. I now look forward to a week chock full of work kids and stress but least i got things to make me laugh like kittehs and mouthy lil cubs lol!

I have to go to the ol store again this week..think we ll run out of buns again lol? But my last time wasn t too bad so maybe Monday will continue the trend upward!

My head is not full of much today so ill keep it brief. Thanks for a lil ride today Enjoy the sounds of Rob Zombie as you walk off the ride...

Hidden moanings...Oops I meant meanings >.<

Bet i caught your attention wit that title right lol! Its been a week and well i wanted to leave a message on the Ride. i am will always will be your conductor..your guide..your light in the dark ramblings and hidden tunnels that make up this whiz bang roller coaster.

Last post was bout perceptions and how they act and react and mutate as one ages and matures. now i wann achat bout reality..You know that splash of cold water that wakes you up ..that fist to the temple by an angry Tito. Its been hard recently dealing with my depression and my anger cause its no longer there that often. I mean when these things are your constant companions..you deal but when they creep up on you...WOWZA how do you deal..Me i curl up and sleep and listen to music. Now i sure most people didn t realize i was struggling wit this but i have been.

Ok another reality check..AS posted by Missus p...Does not believing in faith healers make you a bad christion...How bout making fun of the pastors star seeking daughter...Yeah ok going to hell for it..>.< Sweet guess ill be warm for the winter!

Ok well thats enough cruising down the ol brain pan tonight....

This weeks song of the week...

Headstrong

by trapt.




Kitty of da week:

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Perceptions...

The man cut an arrogant stride as he pushes the lengths of blond black hair out of his face. Pulling open the Brooks brothers suit jacket open to expose a five hundred dollar belt of soft Italian leather and a custom dagger of gold and silver he smiles a sardonic smile as the fires of hell reflects in his clear hazel eyes...

No that isn t a start of a new story its how i once perceived what was cool. I mean its dark and full of stuff ill never have like money or a suit lol! But it reflects my point to what this post is about...Perceptions.

First perceptions of things around you as you grow up. Things that You thought were cool you find lacking..(like the whole goth scene for instance. You find that maturity is not as unattainable that you perceived it was...But it s still a pain in da ass let me tell you.

Secondly peoples perceptions bout you rarely change..Once you are one thing there is no changing peoples mind. I mean just ask people at BK I am still a pervy fuck head in most their minds and if i became a priest and a monk and shunned everything secular in my life..I would still be a pervy fuck head loL!

Oh wait i am a pervy fuck head in my mind too bad example lol! ( i just said fuck head three times now..There went my pg 13 label..)

Thirdly and lastly....DON T LIVE BY PERCEPTIONS! yours or someone else just go out there blaze your path and Do YOU! Ill blaze up a marlboro and Ill DO ME and we shouldn t care what peoples x y and Z give a shit about...

Okay time for song of the day and it comes in video form lol. In light of what you just read look at the song title and be ready for a Confrontation...Otep..




And a kitty too...


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HEE HEE

Hee Hee i am still alive and doing pretty well!

no work today and just chilling hoping to shower later and enjoy the new conditioner I bought!

just living the simple life today

Enjoy your days guys and girls..I 'll do the same!

On a lighter note...

Uh noticed the blog was all doom and gloom so wanted to add a dose of way much needed frivolity..



Love this all and enjoy your days!

Guess i can drag my head out my ass to blog a lil..

I am so ugh wit people right now…Wish all people would become lil LOLCATS cause then they would make me LOL…Not wanna strangle most of them. Or stomp them wit big black boots (which I use as a weapon..)
Yeah people aint to high on my list lately or work or people at work…You get the gist I think. Now I aint too sure if all my issues stem from being sent to 4065 or if its da Lounge in general. but I am so Done wit feeling like a piece o shit every day of every day. I mean its not like I enjoy feeling like a suck on a daily basis( Now J you know you are lil more then a piece of shit so really why wouldn’t t you wanna be remembered bout that LOL!) But anywho I am alive and everyone tells me that’s a start now if I can stop this urge to curl into the fetal position and weep uncontrollably then I will be golden…(When you bought the apartment…heh heh hidden rent comment lol)


Very special song of da week…
3Am by Matchbox twenty..( Cause I feeling night owlish..)
it's 3am I must be lonely when she says baby well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes she says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

And look iz a new LOLZ


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Well I bitched and I LOL’d and guess its time to sleep or nom..
Your p.o.s.
ME

Back to the scene of da crime...Where I am the victim.

Welcome Boys and Girls its another installment of self flagellation that is called Da Ride! I am your ever faithful writer and conductor down the highways and byways of Psychosis that is my lil adhd addled brain lol!
Its been a fun week really. I mean who wouldn t enjoy my week in hell. I mean its not like EVERYTHING went wrong and I feel like a TOTAL ASSHOLE or anything…Oh wait that is my week never mind.
I been at the old store this week and well…Lets just say that is prety much the same ol same ol wit out all the laughs I used to have or more of the headaches that caused my hands to twitch and my blood pressure soar…
OOOh I aint done a song of da week or kitteh well time to fix that right now..
Dude this kitteh is so me…..
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And today’s song in honor of feeling like a total dillweed os One little slip by Canadian popsters barenaked Ladies…


Lyrics Barenaked Ladies - One Little Slip lyrics

The kitties of summer and weekly bsing

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That kitties is your Kitteh Of Da Week!!

Song of da week…Shawty get loose!

Now I know all you readers of this blog just dropped a brick in your shorts but this song makes me smile and wiggle my tail which I know Tito likes! So there its song and kitteh of da week,

Well now on to less important things( dude I typed thongs at first that’s funny.!) still working and its going pretty decent. but I got a ish wit one person. I don t know how to be cool round her and she HATES me I am sure. Hopefully that resolves itself.
Well gots to go get my hair buzzed folks hopefully next time you see me ill be a blond lol..

Questions
Jason Prosser 08

Can dirty water cleanse the flesh….
Can tainted blood be lead to salvation.
How useful is a tool that cracks under pressure .

I ask these questions in whispered tones
I can t see why you want me
Darkness seeps into my soul at every turn.
And I turn away almost all the time .
I can t take that look in your eyes.
I been a disappointment
A failure
A Broken tool the day you brought me out the forge.

Can impurities be stripped by fire…
Can a lost lamb be welcomed home?
Why do you want this fallen soul so much.

I really mean what I say good sir.
Why am I so important
I am not your only child.
There are others more patient
More humble
More what you want me to be
With less willful stubbornness
And less blood on their hands.

Can I ever see your face My lord…
Will you ever walk away from your fallen son.
How can I ever find a way to pray for sins ill never forgive myself for?



Yay a new poem …has any one else noticed that my poems lately are less Grrr Stab GRR stab…And are a bit more melancholy….Weird…

Okay Besides the poem thing I have started to notice my posts have been a lot bout searching. Looking for something in my past or future. I feel some days my life is at a crossroads and that every day I am just delaying some change. Everyone who knows me that my age is a sore point with me but lately…Its more like a countdown to something I am gonna hate. Now I know Mrs., P can t wait to be thirty(weirdo) Me …Not so much. It scares me cause by thirty shouldn’t t you be like settled in a career with like your shit all Straight and like own a house and stuff…. I will be lucky if by thirty I can afford a cardboard box and spell my name right(prolly won t even have all my hair lol!) as for the shit straight but…UMMM Yeah that will happen really….(not bloody likely) So you can see why I am a lil scared bout that right!!!!! Hopefully ill figure all this shit out wit a lil help from my friends and ever faithful Riders…

Till the apocalypse comes and the earth goes kablooey I am your favorite Ride attendant
Me.

New weekly features and More on the theory of masks...

Well folks I am back with a brand new edition of flog your molly…heh heh. I mean Da Ride lol! As always I am your host and da biggest boss that ya seen thus far…Mr F’N P ! Welcome to all that want to read bout the psycho that is me…Or is it I aint sure anymore lol!

Now my last post on here was pretty deep and also one that is near and dear to my blackened lil heart. The theory of the mask…have you u figured out if you wear one…or multiples lol. I have come to one conclusion bout my problem of slipping behind em way too easy. Its because I been doing it since I was kid. Growing up the way I did it was easier to hide behind a bland exterior then letting people close to you inside. They might hurt you, turn on you …or walk away and your left holding your bean bag crying and sniffling again and again. Slowly but surely you just wear one all da time…then it evolves into something else but all the time it is not you just a mask….And all this happy go lucky skitz shit goes hand and hand with my depression and my abandonment issues…So go me you done hit the fucked up trifecta lol! That was the big epiphany for the week. If I get anymore ill let you all know.

Okay I am putting in a new feature to the ride. Every week is gonna be a song of the week…One that is really a fragment of My soundtrack to this crazy life…And this weeks Song is a lovely lil

Christian ditty by Mercyme…Coming up to breathe…

I'm in way too deep again
I've forgotten how to swim
I can't tell which way is up or down
Save me before I drown down here
I just need some airI'm coming up to breathe

Oh, I'm coming up to breathe
I've held my breath for all my life
But I am breaking free tonight
And I'm coming up to breathe

I just need to break these chains
I just need to leave this place
Before now this was all I knew
But with just one glimpse of You
I seeYou're the air I need

And another feature is LOLCAT of da week…something funny to make me chuckle…
Enter da KITTEH:


more cat pictures

So remember to enjoy your days and neuter your pets…

The art of maskwearing in the age of Insanity

Well myspacers and blogspotters its time for a new post…but oh no not just any post nope this one is so weighty I am letting both blogs share one post…And what a schizophrenic post (also pretty darn deep and emotional too!) Now lets get it on!
I once told a few pal and a therapist bout my theory on masks…Which s prolly why I was on medication. “masks” are the [personalities we wrap are selves in at certain times, with certain types of ppl, or in situations where we feel the need to hide our true self . Now I have worn a few and wore a few out…
Like the dusty old “goth Mask” I wore this one a lot///Or this pain in the ass one. My “wolfy” mask. God that time sucked in my life. Oooh its my ol fav “work” mask. Though one mask I hate is this one: Its my “healer” mask. He is a hypocrite I mean he help any one through any prob fix em up good as new and send them away happy as a pig in new mud…but when was the last time I asked for help while wearing said mask. I could be on fire pissing blood stabbed in the neck and shot ten times and all you would here is..”man I am tired!” Never have I asked for help with my depression when I should or any one of the demons screaming in my head…..So though it helps others it hurts me…
Now the one things I am really worried bout is this: if these masks are false representations of myself and the hide what I really want. How can I know my wants and feelings….Can you if you spent years denying what is the core of your being? Can you even be sure bout what that is???? I am trying to see if what I think is me is really me. But I usually get a head ache and smoke a cig to really contemplate that whole vipers pit.
So in retrospect I am pretty sure I am a nutball and you should tell me that. Or just let me know how you feel bout my mask theory. But ask yourself this…Do you wear one too?!?!?!?

Thoughts of you as we walk around the edges of the moat...

Well if you read my myspace blog you ll realize I did a soundtrack to my life and well I aint doing that here but do wanna start off with a song lyric that’s been hitting me hard…

And I've been housing all this doubt And insecurity And I've been locked inside that house All the while, you hold the keyAnd I've been dying to get out And that might be the death of meAnd even though there's no way of knowingWhere to go, I promise I'm going becauseI gotta get outta here I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistakeI gotta get outta here And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape

And that’s what this is bout...I finally broke free of this rut of doubt and insecurity a bit and been doing this new job and its been good…but still I don t feel totally safe. Like I am walking along the cliff’s edge and can topple over at any point. And I am scared. How can one not be one you know what happens when you give in to the demons that plague you since you were a teen.
See my rut is huge almost a moat at this point and getting out of it aint easy(kinda like pimpin boo boo). And the threat of falling in is always present. So what does one do. I know I am supposed to pray for guidance…but I don t know how to. I should seek mental health help…but I don t want more meds(barely take the ones I am on). I seek out friends a lil but a also hermit up when I feel said friends can only hurt me. I know I should just give it up and release it. But I hold on so tight to that kite string…

So in bringing this blog post to a conclusion PLS. help a brother figure out how to fight these demons in my head some days I am so worn out by it…

Sleep the sleep of angels my friend
For tomorrow is another day
All along the edges of a shattered dream
Lies the broken and condemned.
Kiss me one last time as I drift away
To a land that only I can bare to see
Hells flames and the bloody eyes
Of my own personal Satan…
Jason Prosser, ride attendant, manager, Tour guide Of broken Dreams

Not much happening.

Well as the title says aint much happening round the ride this week. Only work and work and you guessed it more work....ill be happy to talk to you guys any day but right now its bed time..

Peace out lil homies till next crime

ill still be

Me...

New poem and the week in a nutshell..

The Last of Dying Breed
Jason Prosser 08

The last of a dying breed.
The gentle side of my festering rage.
Cool breeze from the pits of hell.
How can you live in the furnace of madness I call this life.
You hold me when the demons cry out for my blood.
You wipe my tears in the night.
I only hold you in contempt
And drain the blood from your veins to feed my need for pain.
Shackled by fear and guided by hate
Driven to madness and self mutilation in front of your gate.
In the end
All I need is a friend.
But no one wants to be close to this moon sick beast.
But you I love the most Happen to fear the least.
The fallen and broken man you see
Is what I came to be now
The ashen eyes, the limp and shuffling strut
The look of a man much older
Then my age belies
Bent from the hatred and anger fueling
The seeking of solace from the days of my past.

Well thats the new poem as for the week..Eh take it or leave a few good moments that ll be treasured but many moments to drive a poor ride attendant nutso. hopefully i won t go mad and start running da LOUNGE wit a axe and start chopping...Not that i would or anything >.<

Got a partial transfer to a store where da crew don t like me and i aint fond of them. I supposed to training but Damn if it don t feel like punishment... But eh i aint gonna walk ...less if i got a new job lol!

Daps to the few the proud
The ppl who keep me sane
Big UPS!

your fav ride attendent who gonna continue to ROCK till the wheels fall off

Me

Abandoned Children and the effect of it on the Heart of a man...

Last night I dressed in tails,
pretended I was on the town.
As long as I can dream,
it's hard to slow this swinger down.

So please don't give a thought to me,
I'm really doing fine.
You can always find me here, having quite a time.
Countin' flowers on the wall,That don't bother me at all.Playing Solitaire till dawn,
With a deck of fifty-one.
Smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.
Now, don't tell me I've nothing to do.
=Eric heatherly…


Now you faithful reader are prob wondering…Uh WTF Mr P. What does that mean…
That riders is the start of the first serious post on the ride. WTF Jay say it aint so a SERIOUS post on here what you mean…Well its like this kiddies something is weighing on my chest and I wanna get it out…
Today's post is bout the biggest factor in any relationship I have ever made IN MY LIFE. Everyone friends fellow employees and even yes lovers. (sorry Mrs. P but even ours) . It starts with the first relationship you ever make on this world..MOM. My life has been and continues to be colored by the way I grew up and the rocky up and down relationship I had wit the first Ms. Prosser.
Me and her have always had a rough one once I came back to live with her. See I was taken away from my mother and lived with my grandma and aunts for a while as she attempted to sober her life up. This forced separation(yes the police were involved and I was literally removed out of my house at age 4. This first rift caused a ripple of doubt amongst my relationships after that…Abandonment for da win Alex…Yup yup that was the start of it all. NOW this might not be so bad if at the age of eighteen I hadn t been heaved out da house for doing the things eighteen year old guys like to do…Crochet! Ok so it was fucking but hey its my blog and Ill lie if I want to! This was the biggie cause ma was using again and I felt like she chose the drugs over me. Again.
Now you say Mr conductor where we going down this path of misery…Here it is I hold so many ppl too far away for them to be lil more then ppl I know and I a lil lonely. I only gots three best friends one is Mrs. P the other is Kay and my best man Raymond. With out these three I pretty sure I would be dead by now. But at age twenty three having gone to school with some ppl all twelve years and to have only three close loving friends….Kinda sad and pathetic right.
But I digress…this post was about abandonment and I feel I have been through the wringer with ppl. I hold most at arms’ length and then they go and prove why I should do that. Causing more heart ache as I lose even more trust and compassion for ppl. And as I burrow away from ppl I get more depressed and angry..and yes jaded. This abandonment is one of the reasons I hate people..Cause in my eyes its only time before you will walk away from me. You will desert in my time of need. I cling to some of you so tight I know I gots to be hurting you but I don t wanna lose more friends..Hell this year alone I had so many ppl I trust turn on me…But still grimly I hold on to the few left..I ask you as your conductor , friend, and long ago hurt child…Don t leave me again..It ll be too much this time…
Wipes eyes…..peace out lil homies and watch out for the kite string…
Your friend and Wolf in sheep’s clothing
Mr P…

Random update Poems Plugs and A finally you don t see coming..Exciting sounding right???

Well as you can see changed the bloggy around a bit..Looks kinda cool! Uh it might get changed again you all know me cant keep anything the same for more then a month. I like this one though wit da lil wolfy going HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWl! Like i do on here when i wanna stab a bitch ass manager or customer or some one who annoyed me that day. plus I like the color...

Okay posting new poemage..hope you likes. Its called Sins and Petty Crimes of a Man Left Behind by ...well duh...me.

Shadows flickering on stone walls
The mist over the moon mutes its light
The silken breathing of my love still echoes
As I walk the stone halls of a broken spirit
And a shattered mind.

Lost in the labyrinth one last time
The sound of boot heels on glass
Broken vase crunching under feet ready to leave one more time.
Egos bruised as the blood dries on knuckles that used to hold her

Screaming inside while smiling on the outside .
One more twisted barb in the mind as you feel the words leave her mouth
Wreathes of twisted poison vines twine through your soul
The once pure love of innocence forever blackened by the death of the light

One more gasp of life
The breath you take turns to moans
One more grasp on the tie that binds
The last chance to burn for something other then your own sins and petty crimes.


That was a new poemage to the growing lists of stuff i posted here.

And the fam is doing(plug plug plugging along) fine. Be sure to check out the wife's ever changing maze if you already don't. And also if you want to meet my friends read Kay's too. (this is the cheap plug section.)

And me i finally think my cold is over YAY!

Well dear readers feel free to leave any comments and remember to keep hands and toes in the ride till we come to a complete and flaming stop!

Your fav operater

Me.

Yeah so today sucked (and not that conventional oh I stubbed my toe that sucked kinda way more like if one more jack hole looks at me wrong he is so drowning in his own blood kinda sucked) ugh the saddest part bout this as soon as this anger burns away ill be left feeling…Nothing. I spend many days numb and apathetic Burned out to all but the most intense of emotion. And this drains me even more…

I learned recently that I started crying in my sleep/ to me this is the most disturbing thing I could be told in my life. To me this means I can only feel when I aint awake…Scary. How does one live if one is perpetually pissed off or numb.

I can t do this much longer my lil bit o sanity that I covet is straining and stretching past its breaking point.
Least I got my meds and da wife and da bestest friend ever to ground me emotionally and to take the sharp pointy objects away from me when the urge to slice a bitch asses throat becomes way to inviting…And yes I see you bitch ass smirking believe you gots lucky!!@!!
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR hopefully soon I.ll be calm relaxed and chilled ..And not working at the Pit! Till then remember…
That’s when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
Were packing nines (actually its knives) \
Well leave you dead in ditches…
-Hollywood undead!

And as always keep all hands and feet till the ride is over I have been you operator…Now get the hell out
Peace!

Epic poem and thoughts of a new year older..

Part 1: the Players of the Game
Sadistic smile and a gleam in the wolf's eye
As he watches the little lamb die.
Wrapped in fur and leather and wearing big black boots
He hunts her down near the trees roots.
Forest primeval and the killers moon in the sky
He laughs as the Goddess sighs.
One last dream my dear one last hope
One last tear my love Its too hard to cope..
One last breath my fave one last sound
Don’t worry dear They wont disturb you under ground.
Dancing before the fallen ones
Her eyes blaze like a thousand suns.
The Dark Haired one wont be broken
Violent princess She’ll leave the men choking
On their own blood and the sour bile of guilt.
Then she will crush all the empires that they built.
One last time Boy one last Look
One more crime Boy One more hook
One more victory Hon one last Breathe
One more memory of your death.
In the grasp of the Queen
Is the leash for the beast unseen.
The whip and the lash
The sound of clinking cold hard cash.
Bought and sold
The Slaughter of the young and the old.
Her laughter deafens the wind
Her anger leaves the ground Skinned.
One last dagger my Toy One last time
One last vision My Bitch One last crime
One more moan Fucker One last cry
One more cut across your wrist till its your time to die..
The three players in this game.
The Wolf of man oh so untamed
The Princess who beauty is a virtue
And the Queen who’s anger is all too true.
The dice is cast
The race is on at last.
Fates hand is holding out for the final dance
And its up to them all to take that chance…..

Part 2: Blood on the Muzzle and Death on his Breathe…The Beast.
Wolf’s tail in moonlight unfurled
Like a battle standard.
All dagger hilts and leather.
He stands and commands the night
Like a general in the army.
Who is this Beast of man?
None will ever know.
Fate has played him his hand.
The last of the Wild in a time of civility.
The last grasp of Mother Nature to win.
Crying out in silence as flames burn his eyes.
The blood is on his muzzle
The Death on his breath.
The pain in his chest.
One last climb up that mountain and his journey is done
One last death and his victory is won.
Condemned by the gods.
Fallen avenger of the woods.
The last gasp of air of a time gone by.
He will see this through .
He got to do this to win the hand
Of his lady love.
The moonlight flashes off dagger steel,
And his laugh is heard through the valley this night.
Some one dies so he can live .
There is Blood on his muzzle
And Death on his breathe.
Curled up on his wild mattress of grass
The Beast dreams of love and freedom amongst the trees.
The laughter of children at play.
The love of his life by his side
The Princess of the people
And Mother of his pack.
There are tears on his muzzle and
Pain in his chest
Fate the cruelest of Bullies
Has cast out his die one more time.
Can this be true a warm hand in his
A kiss of purest bliss.
No death on his tongue or blade in his fist..
Can this be the end of the strife
Did he win or is this another Dream….



Part Three: Barbed wire Heart And The Stone Cold Love From A Shadow...The Princess
Holding back the tears from Eyes so blue.
You stand before her and she looks right through you…
The Nightbird of the Beast’s Heart
Has a Barbed Wire Heart
And the Cold Love of a Shadow of a grave.
Trapped in the past .
Of a time She cant remember.
The lifetime of anger rage and hate.
Has bled her dry to all but the Beast’ s love.
Hurt upon pain
The bruises that barely fade.
The scars on her beauty that belie her real age.
The entrapment between life and her loves
The gilded cage To this Nightbird is
The First or the Boy.
The Beast Or the Life everyone wants her to have.
The Barbed Wire of her heart cuts way to deep
All she wants is not to bleed for one damn day.
To sleep
Perchance to not screw this one up dearest God!
Raven haired and a little bit worn down round the edges.
She attacks her fate with bared blade of her sword.
The blood is just another tear that drips from her eye
Just to mingle with all the rest.
I am coming my Love I wont be Long..
Is her last thought before she drifts off
To dream perchance to Rid herself of this Stone Cold Love and
Wired Heart of Pain…
The Dream is so quite
And her face is covered in tears
Blue eyes drip crimson blood
And her mouth is smiling angelically to the moon.
Before is her future..
The Forest home of the Beast and Her King
Behind her lies her forgotten past.
Broken and boarded windows out looking
On to darkened alleyways and drugged out whores.
The cold hand of fate clasps her shoulder and pushes her forward
With this warning hissed into her brain
“the past can t stop you.
This pain only lasts so long.
The scars are you reminder
That you can never go home.
Flee to your protector Girl.
Your going to need his help.
The Queen wont wait forever
To have her prize
Flee little one
Your Barbed Wire Heart is slowly dulling
It cant cut you anymore
The Blood it pumps surely will warm that Cold Love of the shallow grave
The dream passed on…




Part 3: The Blackest Of Malice and The Deadliest Player Yet….The Queen.
The rustle of steel on silk
Bloody floors and flashing teeth
Spilled lives on the cemetery walls
Queen of the Forsaken and everything lost.
She smiles at screams and and laughs at the tears
One sick bitch she’ll come when you die
Holding your neck as life drains from your eyes
And kiss your forehead as they lay you in the casket.
Kneel before her with the knife at your throat
Then sleep with a smile from to ear to ear
As your life force drips drips drips on cold marble floors
And the sound of stilettos walking away ring in your ears.
This is the lady who rules the land
Mother to the Boy
And hated Keeper of the Beast
And the enemy of the Virgin Princess
This is hatred in flesh
The devil incarnate
In Black pvc and fishnet.
Leader of the known world and Fate’s Dead Mistress
She lays her head down to dream
Of freedoms last breathe.
The furtive gasp of humanity
As she strangles them all.
To end the dreams of many and all
To outlast the men who watched as she fall…




Ok thats my newest work of poetry and its kinda well as the title says epic lol! There will be new parts coming i swear.

As for today for y all who didn t read Tito's blog..Its me Bday! I am now twenty eight years OLD..Emphasis on old and as everyone is quick to point out almost thirty...UGH I aint too happy bout that ya know! I don t feel old and sure as heck do t act my age...But ugh Its there in black and white..

Tito has always said she can t wait to turn thirty and leave childhood behind...But i aint ready to put down all my childish things yet...Smiles evilly...Guess you gonna have to drag me away to sage thirty in my He man Underoos bitches LOLOLOLOLOL!

So in honor of being Bday of the Founder of da ride I end this post with a question (feel free to answer this dear readers) Is age a state of being etched in stone or just a number meaning lil and demanding so much more?

Till the wheels fall off da cart Ill forever be the one on the edge of da track...
Jpro.

Ok Who In The World Isn t Trying To drive Me To Drink!!!!!

Ok between work and life and ppl I deal with on a daily basis which one of you m f'ers isn t driving my to pick up the patron !!!!!!!! Ugh work stunk on ice ! I mean really ppl it aint very nice to make a man simultanously wanna cry, smoke a carton of cigs and drink to the world turns all shimmery and wavey!

As a manager I have to take care of every ones ish...but no one wants to deal with mine but a few of my dearest friends(take a bow you know who you are!) And as these days drag on I can t put up with too much more BS from simple minds and ppl who need to be babysat!!!!

I wanna call it quits almost everyday i walk into that store and that hurts cause once a long time ago I loved My job. But its so stressful now...
i am reaching the breaking point...

Well sorry for bitching and all..ill end with this a lyric for the day..When I want my own way You know the lies I tell When you've gone through hell And I say I can't stay You know how hard it can be To keep believing in me When everything and everyone Becomes my enemy...Pls my nearest and dearest Friends and Pls pt up with me till this passes and i am onto greener pastures.
You fav ride attendant..ME

the comedy of Hate,,Join Me!!

Welcome folks to another day in Paradise…OK so not bloody likely LOL! But another day in the exciting life of me ..A BK executive… Today I would love to share with you a lovely set of song lyrics that describes my feelings…
We’ll start off with everyone’s fav ..Mr Jigga himself Jay Z.. Bk all day man up huh Nigga I don’t give a fuck!!! Yep yep two days at work all ready twenty hours and uh Gots four more days this week..So that sums it up nice
Next is a lil band out of Detroit called Twiztid…I'm beside myself and I don't understand I need some time to breathe and Wake up from my master plan I don't fit in but I'm sure in no time I'll be on your shit list then you'll..Welcome Home cause seems like I been every ones shit list from management to friends to Family So I guess I am used to it!
Now a lil slower song and so much more emo then I am used to loL! I been feeling a lil out of sorts and like I am reaching for a life that isn t mine to have and this somes it up all s well..When I was born, they looked at me and said what a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy.And when you were born, they looked at you and said,what a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl.We've got these chains that hang around our necks,people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath.Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same,when temptation calls, we just look away. Yeah I am so emo = p
And finally this says it all when it comes to work lately from a bad called five finger death punch …It's not that complicated and you ain't gotta believe They'll put me down in a hole before I let you succeed I've never been complacent, I can't afford to be know you think you're special but you ain't nothin'[Pre-Chorus:]Can you read between the lines?Or are you stuck in black and white?Hope I'm on the list of people that you hate It's time you met the monster that you have helped create Boo![Chorus:]You've pushed me one too many times I'm sick of all of the fiction, we're gonna settle it You've pushed me one too many times I'm sick of all of the shit..Ooh sorry that one ran a lil longer then I wanted I was loading the shotgun and sharpening my knives LOL!
So if ya cant tell I am cranky and ugh and blah but nice enough to leave a bloggy blurb!

Oh btw if ya don t get the title its from Bill Hicks Worlds bestest comedian ever....So in his immortal words..Goodbye you Lizard Scum!!!

If ya had a a bottle of wine a riding crop three midgets and a tube of lube...

Id ask what the hell were you thinking you sick fuck LOL!!!! No seriously this weekend is gonna be fun for me. no boyos and a night spent watching men roll around in their undies...I meant wrestling around in their undies..I meant watching a night of wrestling LOL! Today is my oldest cubs birthday so it should be interesting. Having the fams over..Yes both sides @ MY HOUSE So Its gonna be weird. Not used to anyone else here...plus both sides aint to fond of each other...Hell i might get to watch a match early on in da day...In this corner wearing the jeans and smoking the Marlboro's red it SUE "the MaMa" vs Sharon"The Nurse of Death" in a no holds barred Bristol Street Fight!!!

Well my fav kiddos remember as always Keep your hands and footsies in the ride till it comes to a complete stop..And you with the reddish colored fauxhawk stop trying to throw yourself in front of the tracks LOL!!!

Peace Out Yo!!!

New Poem If ya got Tender Sensibilites LOOK AWAY!!

Wicked Despot of The Streets
Jason Prosser

Burn the bridges
And slay the Witches
And wit my blade ill be killing Bitches.
The Wicked Despot walks his dirty Kingdom
The Filthy Faded Bloodstained Will come
Forth And Be Blessed with My Blade
Dance forever in this sacred Glade.
Forget the truth
It lies dead at the feet of the uncouth.
The Course Tongue The Dirty Teeth
The Rough hand on silken sheets.
The Wicked One has passed from shadow
To the Light of burning candle down Low.

Dagger Blade and Hilt
The Blood The Blame The Guilt
Wicked One comes the cry
As I choose the one who has to Die.
Black hooded stare
The moonlights harsh ass glare.
Dagger Blade and Hilt
Its not the last to be kilt.

Blockaded Heart and Blackened Hate
Comes thundering a Barbarian at the Gate!
Bloody fists pounding out the beat
Of a Nameless Tune on a cobblestone street.
Wicked One slipping in
The man laughing at each and every sin.
The Devils left hand and sardonic Grin
The Wicked Blade and The Demons Kin.

Wolf lonely cries
The Child of man spend his life on his knees before he dies.

Well its another Bit Of Dark and Wicked type poetry. Hopefully Yall will enjoy. If not Eh..the Ride goes on till the wheels fall off!!!!! (enter Maniacal Laughter)

Doc Visit: The Aftermath..

Fear Death and a Cigarette
Jason Prosser




Fighting the sins of my Pops
The hard living
Smokes and Pepsi
Two more nails into the coffin top
Pounding my hands till blood pours down the side
Pooling at my feet
Screaming at Death to not drag Me away
Then Light up hastening his cold grip on me.

The Docs say I Live the Wrong Way
How the Fuck am I too change’
Its all I fucking know.
Stress and sleepless nights fueled by
Caffeine and nicotine
Bad food and
One Bad fucking ‘tude

Gotta make changes everyone says
But I don’t change very well!
So instead I drive the Nails deeper into the coffin top.
Pop another Pepsi
And drink it down
Chain smoke some more
While my mind yells What the Fuck you doing!

Fighting and dying two things that happen in my life
Fighting and smoking
Swearing and Drinking
Caffeine Fueling this sadistic Insomnia
That creates the stress
That I Fight against
1 fucking chain around my neck
Dragging further down the path
Of mutually assured destruction

The Coffin sits before me
Death sits next to me
And I cry to What???
The Trigger was mine to pull
(take another drag)
The game was mine to win
(Come on one more Cig)
The end was of my own choosing
(THIS AINT WHAT I FUCKING WANT!)
Burial and desecration of my dreams of my future
Lost among the Ashes in my mouth!

Sitting before the You I say…
How the Hell Am I supposed to
Change!
When I don’t even Know my self!
Change is a fear
And to fear is to die
And Death is a permanent change
And a permanent fear
And another Noose round my
Fucking Neck
Choking me out one last time….

Well went to the docs today for a cold and got news I don't wanna listen to....But I do wanna I just don't wanna hear it...but I gotta! So confused were my thoughts on this so i wrote a poem....And it came out well.....Now hopefully I can "man up" and do something to make sure i don t die at age twenty eight....

SIck and not in da usual way...

I am SICK..and not in the way i usually mean that statement. I got a bad cough and am hacking up chunky shit...Not FUN! Figured leave a lil blog post on sickness and how much it sucks...

I hate being all sicky. The shortness of breath the almost nonstop coughing..Night sweats(they are the worse). The doctor visits. i hate doctors and hospitals and all that but i know this could be pneumonia and well that's bad...Uber Bad!

So tomorrow i go see the Doc and get all kinds of meds. Hopefully ill be coolio enough to sleep without snuffly nose and sinus pain!

Mondays memes

I am doing this Monday Memes thing...It seems kinda cool and well i iz borededed! This is from Curious as a Cat


1) What one expression of gratitude that you made would you like to retract.
Uh I am not sure I usually don't take any thing back once i have said it....Usually i say no worries no regrets!

2) In what part of the world--other than where you are now--would you most like to live?
This is an easy one and i would so have to drag Tito into and the boys but one place and one place only...IRELAND

3) What do you think the role of religion should be in today's world?
UH....Well.....I pass on this one cause i ain't too sure what religion should be in my own lil world.
I mean if i don't know where i fit in How am i gonna tell others where it should...least ones not in a BK uniform!


4) What was the most romantic moment of your life? (Details!!)Tito says wedding day which was pretty romantic, But for me it was the day we went to Salem, Mass. We had broken up for a lil while but were still hanging and chillin and uh...well doing what some ungodly teenagers will do when alone and stuff. So the big day comes and we are riding through some pretty cool looking trees and stuff just chatting bout this and that and in the back of my mind is this thought that for once in my life I was truly happy. Now we continue on and the convo meanders through this and that from the fantastical to the mundane. many cigs smoked and songs listened to. We finally reached Salem Mass, and I took her hand apologised for the stupidity and hurt i caused and asked to be taken back....In front of a CVS no less! Just in case i got punched i could go to the pharmacy LOL! SO that whole day was pretty romantic!

5) Show and Tell. What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one. Uh a tree....just a tree!
Photo © Cat. 2007

Hammr and nails...a remembrence

Hammers and Nails
Jason Prosser

Hammer Nails
And the crown upon his head
Blood and tears
For the ones who Know not what they do…
Thunk
Driven deep on that cross
Thunk
Driven deeper In his flesh
Thunk
Hope this drives it deeper into your heart
Hammer and nails
And the sweat on your brow
The nuts and bolts are there
But I know not what I do
Thunk
Drive the lesson deeper Lord
Thunk
Remind me what is your Word
Thunk
I implore light my path like a million suns
And Ill walk it.
Hammer and Nails
And the spear in your side.
Teacher Rabbi and Gentle Lamb
Teach this one so I may be
Thunk
Not lost one more time
Thunk
The one you want to use
Thunk
Clean my soul of the hurt ..
Thunk
The pain
Thunk
The scars you know all too well.

Well so Mrs. P had said something to me today about not hiding your lantern under a barrel as a christian and well I do that all the time. its not that I don t believe or don t care. Its just easier for me to hide among the dark and Wicked shit then it it is to be a shining example of Christianhood. You all know that Mrs P has or ish bout that and mine are ten times worse cause of doubt and self esteem ish. This poem is slightly a prayer for this to change and for me to grow a lil in my walk....And if anyone wants to help me...Uh HELP lol!

Till the wheels fall off this is da RIDE...Peace OUT!!

Ugh... Uh.. Stepped Out Of the Swamp...

Hey kiddies and frequent riders! Well uh still not much going on either in my life or in my brain. Tito got sick which kinda throws of thing in a tizzy, but we muscle through as usual lol. Still two days left off and i am feeling like dancing..Looks round seeing no one then proceeds to shake ass...Okay now that that's over with i can chill and relax.

The worst thing going on right now is its a new moon and well....I don t play well with the moon and i am a bit restless lately. Which helps neither work or home and makes me one cranky fuck. But i think i will walk it away tonight...or keep shaking my butt its making me laugh ..LOL!

Well another glimpse in my life a lil Bit at a time...Peace out and watch out for the FALL!

Heyya Folks keep on Trucking....or least something that rymes with trucking..

Okay really no point in that Title other then catch attention LOL! And nothing else major going on then a bunch days off really which means cleaning kids and lots of smokes loL!

The Lovers Part 1: The Betrayal
Jason Prosser
In the dark.
They stood…
Who were they to be at this moment together
Who were they to be tempting Fate
And his Blood filled gaze.
She breathed deep
And her Lover held her close
Burning touch against Stone cold flesh.
Warm hands and broken souls coming together
To build upon a memory fraught with torn dreams
And Fates cruel hand.
In the gathering Darkness of Yesterdays
The past of Fallen Angels and Laughing Wolves
Betray them again
To the twisted thoughts of Fate
Cruel barbed taunts of ages past
The Last arrow still yet to come against their Love.
Before the fall of the headsman’s axe.
Back to back
They swung with all their might
Braving demons and the Dark
Till their Cries turned to whimpers
And their Blood pooled beneath them.
Fighting the tides sent against them
The Lovers fell apart
And Fate won again.
The cruelest win of all…

Part on and now part Two...

The Lovers Part two: Blasphemy and the Darkness of Depression’s Cell
Jason Prosser
The chains of hatred bind my wrists to a cold alter of stone
The mask of self deception blind my eyes to the truth
Razors of rage score my skin
And blood gathers in pools
Next to me lays my love
Locked and held similar to mine
Stripped of dignity and her robe
Together we cling to Love in our struggle against Fate
In Depression’s jailhouse
The walls are thick and stone
Iron bars blot out the sun
And the headsman waits with his axe..
To get free of this place
Is my greatest wish
To break my bonds and walk amongst the flowers
To stroll hand and hand amongst the clouds
Instead of withering away in this hall of Torment.
To my surprise my loves voice cracks the silence in half
And Loves song fills the air
Seeming in seconds I am asleep
Floating through clouds and sea scented mists
My Loves voice guiding me to a place that only we know
The center of Our world
Where I dwell to this day!!

And sorry but part three is still in the ethos at the moment ill post it on da Ride as soon as it is written.

Morality and the teaching of it and ...How the fuck am i suppossed to do it!

Listening to Empty Walls by Serj Tankian got me thinking just what kind of moral compass I wanted to hand to my children. This caused much growling because I honestly did not know. I mean obviously i don t want to raise lil mansons (either Marilyn or Charles) but how do i want to shape their lil views on war, preservation of the planet, community service, church attendance, and yes god I hate thinking bout it but sex. I mean these are all things i don t even really have a answer for, but i am supposed to pass this down to the future of the planet!?!?!?!?! specially I am hardly the model of a perfect person...by far! So let it be said I am totally scared to screw this one up. If any one wants to help a brother out might be appreciated.

Peace out

Urges of a Baser Mind…
Jason Prosser
Simple thoughts on a blank white page
Death destruction and murderous rage
Sex with fear and tainted with pain
Dead bodies collect outside in the rain
Screaming for drugs to induce euphoria
Then stabbing myself just a bit more gorier
Stumbling down alleys and shadowed halls
The lost little sheep afraid to answer calls
Burning bridges and desiring no hope
The last sound you hear is the snap of a rope..

Yet another poem hopefull you digz it yo!

Yay The hell Weeks Are Over!!!

Well i did it almost a full two weeks of work and all that comes wit it( screaming customers scheming coworkers, and exhaustion to beat the band). Now tom is a day off and time well spent wit da fam and a few friends on line loL! Its been a mother f'n hard a$$ week because of this bone weary tiredness but i made it with lil fuss and almost NO cut throats and not a single stabbing...One or two shots of patron on the other hand =) No comment lol!

Now the tito and me been a lil rough round the edges but wit tom being a day off that should smooth itself out in No time and i can coast the rest of the week...but enough of my yammering Why we all come here ...

ITS POETRY TIME !!! Ok so maybe we don't all come for this but i wanna anyway lol!

This one was written with me and Tito in mind..She understands the symbolism and y'all can draw the conclusion...Enjoy


The Ballad of the Ice Queen and the Laughing Wolf.
Jason Prosser

Once a millennium the winter Wolf crawls cross the plains
To pray at the temple of a fallen Queen.
His songs of love ring out washing away the stains
Of an age of strife and war.
Angels weep at his plaintive cries of heartache
At the passing of his Love.
His howls of mourning continue at daybreak
Till his throat is sore and raw.
Then as he slinks into Night’s embrace
A single bird lands on his shoulder,
And kisses the tears from his face
And wipes away his fear
With the gentle touch of his wing
“Why dear Wolf”
“Do you sing “
Asked the bird.
“I sing for my Loss I sing for my Love
I sing so My queen can hear
That she still fits like a glove”
Answered the proud Wolf.
“Dearest King
You are never far from my thoughts
I am the one who gave you’re your song to sing..”

hope ya liked and remember Folks all hands and footsies in da ride till it comes to a complete stop/1

Taste the Blood on my Tongue…
Jason Prosser
Drink it deep
The crimson river
Life in a glass
The draught of death
The taste of steel on my tongue
The feel of flesh in revulsion
Gagging on blackened soul
And rotting conscious
A little lost nobody
Walking and dancing on the path
Of salvation lost .
Drink it in
The promise of the end
Life shall never pass
Everlasting love
The taste of wine on my tongue
The feel of love in my heart
Watching as my past dies in His light
The ashes of my body
Are little more then dust
On the wind.
Rain washes the soul
Drink it in
The days will never end
Drink it in
The past has been forgotten
Your Sins no longer drag you down
Drink it in
Drink it in
Sing your love to the Father
And Drink It In!



The Past , The Present And The Future…The Abridged Version
Jason Prosser

The Past blows in on the dust of the wind
The Future is a shiny new toy
The Present aint gift to be squandered away
Live your life
Take that bite
A slim lil Chance to love .
To grasp that ring
To burn the Night to the ground.
The Past does not hold you down
The Future is not yet yours to own
The Present is all you have
Dance and scream in delight
Hug your neighbor
And kiss your wife
The Past is not you
The Future is not set in Stone
The Present is meant to be treated wit Dignity
Lose yourself in the moment
Don t think bout things done to you
Burn the Demons from the shadows
Dance in Defiance of a Future in Chains
Hollering over and over again at the Futility
Of holding back the Tide
Of the Precious Present
Let it Flow through like the River of Time
Make the Past the Future
The Present is a ol Friend
Knocking down your door
And saying your name
In the End you’ll wake from this Dream!


Now these are just two selections of my poetry. I used to write every day, but lately its when the Muses direct me to LOL. Ill be posting lil bits here and there and F'n everywhere on here so be on da look out..If you are into poetry.

As Mrs P (Aka Tito) has warned this is so not a "safe" blog..Its kinda gonna be rated...Uh Dirty LOL! So if i say something to offend..I am somewhat sorry But hell F you too You already been warned!!!

Well Folks Rides over Get the heck out of here till next time America !!!