Well I was sitting and a thought crossed my mind ,and I relized I have been proclaimed war on....and I say to myself as other Marines have said the best to be on your side but the worst to piss off...and I say to any and all adversarys...

HAVE YOU EVER HAD A PISSED OFF MARINE ON YOU ASS? but the depth of those words are beyond the letters them selves we who have seen combat and have served in such a retched place like the ground infantry have been refined in thier ability to inflict pain, we joined becasue we were already crazy... but now we have the knowledge and the know how and the dicipline of a lion on its prowel.Oh how  pray for those who have crossed me that thier pain In which I will inlfict last a long time that they may feel such a wrath...and all who wittness know that an example is made for all to see.

All you who think and dont know me I have place such obsticals in your life, to stop you from it, and never feel accomplished.You poor sad humans you cant even see what they are... I have screwed with you in a way you can never know... diabolical beings we are... byourselves we are dangerous we need not ask for help in such things.... just as a wolf knows its pack my fellow brethern will side me with such diabolical influences they will be my eyes and ears so I may finish what another has begun...battles are nothing,only wars count in the end there will be only one and the one will be me ...I will pray for you ...damn serial numbers, you bleeps on the map , you carbon copies,wretched bricks in the wall,waste of space you medeocer beings,fr33ken copper tops,you system abiding fools, WE wont come for you, WE will come for everyone you hold dear to you and love.....

the depth of being straightforward is different than the talks in a relationship.  i tell my baby some deep shit and she's my wife.  i tell her shit that i wouldn't be telling her if i was just dating her.  i had to impress her then but now i don't have to do that.  when you're dating you have the flavor of the shell mixed with the nut, whether be cashew, pistachio, or a peanut.  you still have the efforts of which it was baked in order to receive its flavor.  but... keyword but in a relationship you are tasting just the nut on the inside of the shell.  so just the flavor of the nut minus the shell.

a story for you all.  a learning tool.  i asked in assumption a title, a "good" friend of mine for a title of an institution and/or organization that this individual is employed by to include an array of some nature of questions to be answered.  i being the person that i am had only one mind in the questions in which were presented.  i came up with a theory in reference to the specific questions placed.  now, either the questions were disregarded due to human negligence and disregard.  two, such answers were not given due to negligence in accordance to history.  three, such inquiries in expectance of such answers were disregarded based on assumptions of history... so i place in a derogatory manner such text sarcasm as it were but also an opposite of an opposite so be a reflection of what was so very obvious... i thank you if there is such a thing in this life once again if there is such a thing.  i now understand far more the depth of complexities of the human mind so i know that i am very much disgusted by humans at this time.  here is where the sarcasm begins.  i thank you for the chance at a world in which i did not know for the last eight years.  thank you for adhering to the small and yet tiny aspiration of being able to make it in such a wretched place we call industry.  thank you for allowing me the paper in which i must press ink upon in order to make my way in the survival of such a place we call the world if there is such a thing.  once again i thank you for the time in which you allowed me to place such information of my life upon such paper in order to survive in this world if there is such a thing so i have asked of a title so loosely used in this world "friend".  i asked only such questions knowing in my mind it would take but mere minutes to place such information on paper to attain the title "job" and so i wonder is anybody out there sean puffy p diddy combs and/or paula abdul donald trump in which i have to place myself before to spit a pitch in order to sell myself to the american dream.  i have no intention to seek this "good friend" nor to place oneself into one's ambiance nor to gain a glimmer in accordance with what is placed at the beginning of this post.  i thank you in such a way so that all who read this can look into the depth of what is written to understand that there are affiliates and there are friends "friends are those who will help you in time of need, in general, they will be there for you at any and all costs".  affiliates are the loose definition of friend in this day that will assume only to themselves for gain of another.  in an essence loosely maintaining friends.  quote "and so let this be your kingdom with your staff to reign and only scorpions and serpents as your subjects go... farewell my one time brother" (1956, The Ten Commandments).  thank you for your help maybe i'll get the answers to my questions.  Usen dinsts ii n'kasht (God is love)

i am one who places pain on oneself in order to understand the depths of what it is to paint such monet skies.  so in this i bleed from the tongue in which i bite and give just a little bit of the sight in which i am endowed.  insecurities of oneself are expressed through such writings that are posted here, there, emails, bulletins, journals, intranet, or a tablet of paper.  nevertheless the epiphany that is placed here today, tonight, if there is such a thing, i've realized a single person understands the definition of definition.  so spread such knowledge for others to pull the wool from their eyes yet i have spoken today, tonight, if there is such a thing and there are those who would steal such words and knowledge and proclaim and exclaim that it is there twinkling of their eye in which they speak such words not acknowledging the very author so to speak in which they have ripped such pages from.  a form of plagering as it were.  i pity these individuals.  i am vexed contently.  i know those who proclaim such titles as knowledgeable, ever knowing, unplugged, dead to the world, lonely, lonesome, drifter, or anything to that magnitude truly boast because they are insecure yet they do not exalt those who are on the same team or on the same quest or those they have learned from or those they have ripped the pages from.  in an essence, the books that stand with the pages ripped from them speak nothing to those that have ripped the pages from them because the book is living the real.  those who have ripped pages are only attempting to get up in their laziness of their slumber.  lying in the real and being tugged, not pulled, by the rope of onslaught.  the books that have been stolen from and those who stole from them, one a rich poor man, rich in such knowledge and vision.  the other, a thief with envy of the rich poor man caught in a robin hood complex.  the rich poor man is balanced and the other can only hope. 

"the depth of depthed thought"  men are wretched things, we are.  we ask for a label and/or title in order to be acknowledged in some sense.  "men are haunted by the vastness of eternity so we ask ourselves will our names echo across eternity.  will people speak of us long after we are gone.  will they know how bravely we fought or how fiercely we loved" (scene 5, movie troy)  there is a circle in everything.  retribute spawns sorrow and so the circle begins.  sorrow begets solitude.  solitude begets lonliness.  loneliness begets hate.  hate begets fear.  fear begets anger.  anger begets retribution.  and so yang will proclaim itself by itself.  so being told this loneliness is such a feeling that would spawn that circle listed above.  how does one talk... with no one to talk... nor no one to listen.  yet one has not bragged nor boasted.  one prong less of a fork placed within an outlet.  the depth of this is self explanatory so if it is not understood, who is the fool, the fool or the fool who follows it.  so let this be your kingdom and may this be your staff with only the snakes and scorpions to serve as subjects.  if indeed you are alone, then farewell my one time brother but no who gave you the crown and staff and who deemed your subjects.  amen?

quite vexed at this time.  in a way only few can understand.  literally a few.  feeble humans who claim they possess such knowledge have only showed their bellies like a hedgehog rolled over.  all you motherfuckers dumbasses fucking idiots frankenstein walking leg dragging wide faced pug looking samich eating bad breath having pork chop hanging around your neck running so the dog can play with you asshole bastard cum bubble.  now that i got that out of my system, i will commence to not being human.  i can't stand a motherfucker who portrays a world of cause and/or a world of knowledge but only backs down on such knowledge or ITS cause.  you'll get the ITS part tomorrow.  the only cause worth fighting for are lost causes.  let me break this down potato head language for those of you who don't understand for all those who possess an IQ of a stuffed animal here it is in laymens terms.  society has adapted life's oncoming flow in every which nature therefore this is the cause worth fighting against.  for those who fight for that lost cause which is to fight the system, fight to make a difference ergo advancing in the rage against the machine to teach and leave a mark.  yet, those who fight and do not ADVANCE or prolong the fight do nothing for fighting for the cause so what's the point in fighting if you haven't bettered the situation you might as well go be like the rest of society because all you are doing is taking up space or to impress me take a flying leap off a rolling donut.  you'll get that one tomorrow too.  to break it down even further, i'm pissed off at my good friend, kainoa.  he claims this and he claims that yet has the audacity to snap at me, to question me, and in these senses, this is disrespect.  he says i am not the person that he knew before, the person he was scared of.  i wouldn't truly believe that he would want me to be that person.  don't bite the fucking hand that fucking feeds you because there may be ten other hands that take the fork and stab you in the face with it.  you gonna say shit then just say it.  so i've said it, even in writing.

was told a few months ago, when half of us returned from afghanistan...the lost forefront.  an old friend got done with navy boot camp.  i considered this friend a bro and that is far more than just a friend.  i remember one of the last times i saw him, i gave him some eagle feathers in the shape of a lily flower with my colors on them and told him a story about a brother that did the same for me to remember where i came from, those who came before you and remember those who have been next to you.  i remember we left off on a good foot and i heard he graduated from navy boot camp and finished his schooling.  i was very proud of him and believe that there was that kind of intestinal fortitude inside him.  he made it.  that's a good thing.  before i returned, i had already heard rumours of his mouth flapping in the wind.  talking of OLD SHIT!  for him being one who had talked about past is the past.  he sure didn't know how to leave dead enough alone.  i would hope to talk to him one day and know why such malice towards me.  in time...

thank you to loa for another great party in honor of my babez return from the war and to those who came out to support him.  we were slaving over the fry bread all day but it was worth it.  i love his fry bread.  yum yum...

we've both been so busy lately.  work has been so hectic for me.  my workload has doubled now that i had to take up some project manager duties.  the client requested i stay on the pohnpei project even though it was moved to our saipan office.  it would be fr33qen nice to be compensated for it!  oh well, someone will hopefully recognize my efforts in one way or another.  i've noticed a lot of the things i do go unrecognized and those that do get recognized for my efforts don't really say anything otherwise or acknowledge my involvement.  it's interesting how they take full credit.  you know what though, someday it will bite them in the ass.  it's called bachi. 

speaking of bachi... some people just do not get the concept of this and continue to do the things that they do without regard to anyone but themselves.  it's quite sad really.  you think you're screwing other people when really you are just screwing yourself further.

we talked with a good friend today and he said he knows somebody that knows somebody that knows sombeody that met somebody that had issues with some old shit.  now what amazes me is the human mind how easy we are able to tuck ourselves in towards our stomachs like a hedgehog when we are under some sort of attack or uncomfortable circumstance.  still yet, we want things said directly to us no candy or sugar coats but just bluntly say if there is a problem. there are those who say i can say whatever i want but when confronted they are quick to keep their mouth shut and not really say what's on their minds or in there hearts. 

i'm going to quote eyeballz, if you have something to say to me then just say it to my face.  end of quote.  monday, labor day, federal day off for all federal workers and government employees.  i will be standing at 11:00 am at Ala Moana between Longs and Sears by the ATM machines and benches.  Come and say what needs to be said by you to my face so you can finally get it off your chest.  A warrior would accept so if you are not there, i will understand you are of the credents.  Challenge has been set.  Love peace and hair grease.

lead: ya yo wey ya yo wey ya, ya aye ha wey ha

echo: ya yo wey ya yo wey ya, ya aye ha wey ah, wey aye ya aye oh

gakaye -ya, base-aye cgogc ,seaye sewaye cgocg-sewaye- ahkwanah- ya pbay kuwanamaka no-te ba-to mah... ya paya waye ya bay kwaye tadigaginakwanah ...wey aye ya wey oh

her are the word for that song as best as i can get themm into the english language,

 "ke pa song"

lead: ke pa ke pa ohnemay-to wha onema-to wha

echo :ke pa ke pa ohnemay-to wha onemato wha onemato wha. basecog ke... de di waneye ma ah ke spayedo. wey aye ya wey oh

ke-pa ke-pa, onemato wha onemeto wha ...wey ya aye ya ..... oh ah wey oh. wey aye ya aye oh ...