If I Don’t Know You Personally – Meaning If I Came Across You In A Suburban Shopping Mall I Wouldn’t Know Your Name After One Quick Glance – Then You Have Absolutely No Business Reading These Things I’ve Written. Although, If Proper Introductions Were Made I Could Allow You To Read The Entirty Of The Following Paragraphs Without Having To Cause Serious, Potentially Life-Threatening Injury. But Until I Feel Confident That You Are A Friend – Or At The Very Least An Enemy I Am Comfortable Sharing These Opinions With, And Not A Cop! - You Had Better Deny Ever Laying Eyes On The Words Displayed On This Page.

This Is Simply A Disclaimer. Those Poor Souls Who Do Not Believe Every Word Written Above Have A Terrible Wake-Up Call Coming To You . . . But I Promise - For The Sake Of Legality And Public Safety - That Everything I’ve Written Is A Work Of Fantasy Or Fiction Or Whatever Category “Literary Bullshit” Falls Under, Including The More Violent And Threatening Aspects Of The Disclaimer Above.

To Wit: You Can't Sue Me, Nor Can You Have Me Arrested

I am Keith J. Marinier. Sometimes I am called The Duke or The Doctor (And both are legitimate titles I hold). If you'd like to get to know me then try your best; I'm not going to say much here because, well . . . it's odd and truly worrisome to say too much about yourself to some giant audience of God knows what kind of people, scouring the internet at 3AM in search of stalking targets or prey. Indeed. However, don't hesitate to send a comment and I'll at least reply, though not always in a friendly manner.

Attention: My right knee - the knee that is not plagued by a constantly aching fibrous bone tumor - is now a source of constant pain and handicap. As a result of this most recent, sure to be long-term, upsetting turn of events, I have become increasingly bitter, miserly, rude, irritable and cynical. These attitudes can be interpretted in many ways, the most common being signs of depression in a Type A personality with a considerable personality disorder. Essentially this note is written to broadly communicate the point - thus saving me the additional trouble of having to make it to each individual I encouter - that you are all very self-absorbed, preachy, hypocritical, social sheep who will take for granted all that you have while trying to offer support by way of a twisted take on "constructive criticism" by encouraging someone such as myself that we are not as bad off as we believe or act.
I will resign to accepting that fact that indeed, there are people living in starvation, dealing with terminal illness, and suffering through more severe chronic, physical disabilities than myself, but as far as the majority of you - if not all in my encounters - are aware through direct contact and experience, I am worse of than all others and no amount of pity, support, criticism, coaching or aid will serve to help. Indeed, it will ONLY result in heightening my frustration and, vicariously, anger.
I am not your bird with a broken wing or dog with three legs. I refuse to be treated and cottled in the fashion of a pathetically lame animal - or at least lesser creature. Lame animals are to be shot or left alone if they can survive. I an self-sufficient currently and, if I feel the incontrivertable need for whatever reason to choose the former option it will be the very last thing to happen involving myself, and you can be damn sure I will at least be in total control of that.
Summarizing; fuck off and help yourself. Fighting other peoples battles only emasculates them.
Update: Both knees continue to ache chronically. I have however discovered two modes of walking which offer temporary relief of these pains. One is to favour the sorer leg aleviating the pain until the opposite one hurts excrutiatingly, then switch. Alternatively I can walk in a constant, partial squatting way, keeping both joints at an unwavering 30 degree angle. The latter is most comfortable but difficult to maintain and blatantly awkward looking.

There are certain types of people who have spent their lives being oppressed, depressed, repressed and all kinds of -essed. These people, poor buggers that they are, deal with many mind altering issues that can create Eccentrics, Eclectics, Psychotics, Neurotics and a whole other roster of -tics. Here you may say there's a relation between being -essed and being -tic, but there's not and it was a terrible idea . . . for shame.
Now back to these folks with twisted minds! They may act normal, or not. They may seem odd, or not. They may dress strangely, or not. Thay may create languages from halves of syllables from Madarin Chinese and Dutch . . . or not. The most crucial thing to bear in mind about these people is simply that they are not like you, and they may despise that, or not.
The man who is not like all the others is the one who parades it in front of everyone surrounding him, or who hides it in his straw hut in the middle of the mountains where he whistles She'll Be Comin' Round The Mountain day and night. They are twisted, sometimes insane, people with little grasp on reality as you see it, but with a two handed choke-hold on certain aspects of intelligence or arts that you could never possibly even aspire to attaining.
Now I bet you're scratching your head thinking "Why the fuck is he saying all THIS?! Is there even a point?"
Well, you bet your ass there is! I fit neatly into some of the scenario's I've mentioned above! Nervous yet? Wait til you meet me

Until then, may you be courageous, fearless, thoughtless, friendless, shoeless, mindless, hateless, loveless and any other -less's you can imagine



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-The Who, "Behind Blue Eyes"


- The Headstones, "Tiny Teddy"


To The People of the World,
We all know that it is Truth that God created Man in his own image; amen! This is a fact that all western religions live by, and it is something that no God-fearing Christian will ever dispute. I therefore raise the point - a point that all those God-fearing Christians dare not disagree with – that all man-kind, most importantly the monstrous aspects, are variations of what must have been the schizophrenic entity that is The Lord!
AMEN!
According to the “Good Book” we are all God’s children. There are always those that will try to twist, and contort His words; people that think depression is something to overcome or say that evil is planted in us by the Devil. To these lost souls I reiterate that we are all created in the image of God and that if we have the ability to sin, and be oppressed by depression that God himself also must have these weaknesses.
Here in-lies the myth of Jesus. Jesus - the “son of God” – was an afterthought to distinguish these potentially dissenting thoughts from what the haphazardly arranged religions actually intended.
So now, for only five dollars a week – “donated” every Sunday or Saturday or any day of enough religious merit to show up in a house of worship - you too can follow ancient gibberish that possesses today all the power and import and guilt-laying abilities that this scrap of scornful writing will someday hold.

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If you're still reading this, then congratulations! You are the worst kind of time waster imaginable. . . . Stop stealing my air.