Slowburn

Journal Type Thing. Rap Version

I restarted a new tamer version that I don't write any good (or bad) ideas in because I do not talk to many people, so the need to refine or rearticulate points doesn't really come up - I mostly just brag about my kid. That's here I finally got an online journal back up.

Being open and honest is a great idea. Not hiding the things you think out of fear of the consequences, sounds like a pleasant ideal. Bearing your soul on you sleeve in hopes that others will follow the example and open up and discuss things, was something I thought was possible.

It's not. You shouldn't have read my journal if you lacked the capacity to discuss it's impact on you (with me or maybe a trained professional). This is not an advertised site, and anyone who viewed my journal did so out of their own morbid curiosity. Shame on those who took my personal thing, and made their personal reactions into my problems. Those people should avoid all truthful discourse in the future, and watch a lot of television - mostly reality shows as that would provide the greatest comedic irony.

If you've already been scarred by what you've read here in the past - my heart is full of sorrow. I didn't mean a word of any of it and I didn't think anyone would read it any way. I'm actually a little embarrassed that any of it was taken seriously as it was only just a facetious exercise in Kerouac'ian stream of consciousness, and was intended purely in jest.

Maybe I should have only written in allegoric prose, but I thought this explicit disclaimer below was enough to dissuade people from getting all pissed off over the things that happened across my little mind.

If you're still interested in reading my stupid journal, email me at mcc@slowburn.net, tell me who you are, and why you're a good candidate for reading my journal and I'll send you the link to check up on all my trite experiences.

Disclaimer

Okay, just for my own piece of mind, I now have to put a disclaimer up.

If you wish to read my journal there are a few things you must agree with, or at the very least acknowledge:

* - this journal is a personal account and, if it remains true to it's purpose, will contain a complete disregard for the concept of an audience. The author is of the popular opinion that nothing he writes, says, sings, mimes, or displays in an interpretive dance should be paid any attention to.

* - if you really want to read the journal of such a boring person's life, you are by implication a little more twisted then anything he could divulge.

* - everything in this journal is the opinion of just one person: Matthew Charles Moses Cornell. This is a paid program, and the views expressed are not necessarily those of this station or organization.

* - nothing in this journal is anything you should take personally, because in this small sphere of reality, you are not very important at all - actually, you exist only consequently. I am the crayon, this is my paper. People, places, and objects I encounter are the split fruit punch that change what I want to draw.

* - if by some mistake, you are compelled to be affected by anything you read, you are on your honor to deal with that in some constructive way, and are invited to ask or tell the source of this material anything you want.

By clicking on "I Agree and Understand" you hereby acknowledge that you have read and understood the text above.

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