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Why are you here? Are you listening? Can you hear what I am saying?


The tension rises in and behind your occipital lobes and the blood rushes to paint your cheeks. Red is the color, the headache is in the mail and the aspirin sits, loaded in your hand like a gun at your hip.

I can't stand this.

Look at the red, red changes in the sky. You want to look away but you just can't bring yourself to do it can you punk?

Why?

Because when it comes down to it, this gimme gimme society of ours is missing something magical isn't it? Something so sexy and captivating that it doesn't have to sport a Prada handbag to prove anything to anyone. It's called mystery.

What's with the fascination with the echelon?

This is a gift. This is the part of the bio where you get angry, claw at your screen and take matters into your own hands and this is the part where you shift uncomfortably in your Staples brand office chair because wouldn't you know it, where it is worn out, is the exact spot where the padding doesn't meet your spine.

Only $49.99 what a steal!

This is where you write the damn thing yourself. Where you open your handy dandy program and voraciously begin to change the entire she-bang, the whole enchilada. Bob Ezrin doesn't have creative control, you do.

Hold the onions.

This feeling is not unlike a canis lupus tearing the meat clear off the bones of its prey. And it's not unlike pouring the entire bottle of bleach in the load to get at the stains. It must fall apart before it can be fixed. You smash the letters into the keypad. You are livid and you smell of a sickly sweet combination of testosterone and sweat. This is a monstrosity; you pull at your hair.

What's that word? Trick...trich-oh-till-o-mania something.

Your underwear are in a bunch, you missed the exit and there is no turning back now, so you delete this line.

And this one.
And this one.
And so on.
And so on.

The punctuation was all wrong anyway.

And so on.
Ad libitum.

You hear the voices in your head

G'head, knock yourself out kid. Write the fucking biography.

Later you can print it, frame it and treasure it.

Yes!

More voices?

You wonder to yourself how long you have been hearing those voices but you let it go because the no vacancy sign is lit and because this, this will be an eternal keepsake of the special moment in time when you chose to swim against conformity. And this will be that moment when you chose to use something that very few people still know how to access.

It's called imagination kids. Ain't it grand?

Maybe our hero is a banana-skin-smoking park ranger, working at a naughty nudist colony in Uganda who periodically ships knock-off bottles of crystal for extra bling to MTV sets in the good old US of A for all the pretty, pretty, disillusioned people because "nice work if you can get it." A ranger parading around in only a hat, who over the years has developed an unnatural fascination with bubble wrap and those little static electricity-charged Styrofoam S's. Or maybe, just maybe, he used to model bikinis for some obscure, fetish driven, hairy-backed porn website and the real shocker is that you were in a couple of those glossies.

Say cheese.

You can go on kidding yourself but the truth of the matter is, Mom's going to recognize you on the pop-up whilst surfing for online bargains any day now.

Oh the shame of it!

You breathe through your eyelids.

Get a grip on yourself man.

You align your yin with your yang and let your imagination soar--because when it comes down to it, the sky's the limit baby. The sky's the limit.

Juicy fruit is gonna move you. Chews so soft it gets right through you?

You take a good look around and smile to yourself with the sudden realization that all of this has the potential to be as freeing as Disney intended Willy to be. If only you'd allow yourself the luxury of savoring a moment, you could have a whale of a time.

Take a sniff. Pull it out. The taste is going to move you when you pop it in your mouth.

You don't want to run. You don't want to run.

The taste, the taste, the taste is gonna move you.

Dot. Dot. Dot.

It begins now.... ]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/8259927/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/8259927/ Fri, 24 Mar 2006 21:45:30 PST Question authority

Throughout human history, as our species has faced the frightening,
terrorizing fact that we do not know who we are, or where we are going in
this ocean of chaos, it has been the authorities, the political, the
religious, the educational authorities who attempted to comfort us by
giving us order, rules, regulations, informing, forming in our minds their
view of reality. To think for yourself you must question authority and
learn how to put yourself in a state of vulnerable, open-mindedness;
chaotic, confused, vulnerability to inform yourself.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will
I sure could use a vacation from this
stupid shit, silly shit, stupid shit...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.

Fuck L Ron Hubbard and Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all these gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes.
Fuck retro anything. Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and Fuck your short memory.

Cuz I'm praying for rain
and I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.

Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it come down.


-Tool ]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/7974847/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/7974847/ Wed, 22 Feb 2006 18:56:36 PST The Art is coming along, currently doing a painting assignment which is constricting my time even more. The work load is unbarable at times but im trying to keep a poistive attitude. Gotta make the most of it.
So school is got me tied up for most of the week and when im not doin that im either working or partying. Yeah my life is a whirl wind at the moment.
so chaotic.

But I did get to take a break last nite when I went to the In flames show at the Kool haus. Zao, Devil Driver, and Trivium were the opening acts,, though we missed Zao and Devil driver cause we were to busy trying to get an extra ticket off a scalper.Ugh...worst idea ever!

Anyways when we got in Trivium was playing so we pushed our way to get as close as possible,and we mangaged to get pretty close to the stage.Then I got my head cracked during the Inflames performance, when some fucking moron crowd surfed over top of me and Sandra and nearly dropped on us. Felt like someone hit me with a sack of bricks. But it was all worth while I guess. And I have a bunch of battle wounds I can show off too. .. and a cigarette burn ( yeah the pits were fucking dangerous for sure).
Did a little crowd surfing , which was a total rush. Amongst the list of other crazy things we did (which i wont get into) the highlight definetly had to be meeting the boys of Trivium and In Flames.
You guys are gonna hate me, but yes once again, we managed to get ourselves onto the bands tour buses. Weeeeeeeee....
Yeah I couldnt beleive it myself we got to meet Matt, and Corey who are real nice guys, Corey being the fucking joker. I luv that guy with his naughty deck of 70's homo porn cards. Travis and the boys all signed our tickets and we got oursleves a few souvenirs off the bus. Sandra scored a hat, while I got myself a pair of hand cuffs? haha, yeah im serious. HAND CUFFS!
Then we were introduced to a lovely lady named Rita with a heart of gold. Which also came to be the widow of the late Dimebag Darell, (RIP) of Pantera.
Shes currently touring with trivium capturing tour footage and pics for an upcoming DVD which I dont remeber the release date, but yes me and Sandra may or may not be featured on it.

LOL. Doing what? im not gonna say at the moment. You'll just have to wait and see.

Later we got onto In flames tour bus, and Met Anders, Peter, Jesper, all the guys including there tour manger whos also known as Santa claus. haha.
Yeah super nice, down to earth guys, totally fan oriented, I just couldnt say enough good things about this band. They were real good hosts, made us comfy, got us alcohal, food, even got a part of there crew to go get mine and Sandras jackets that we had left behind in coach check cuase we were to drunk to remeber
We made our rounds from bus to bus, got all our stuff signed, i managed to take a few pics with in flames. Thank god i had my cell phone on me, so yeah once again the pics are shit quality. It was an eventful night...from what i can remeber...lol

It was defenitly the best concert ive been to to date!!
The show was mind blowing and the fans are fucking crazy! (including myself)
Anyone that was there will agree with me In Flames fucking rocked!!!

I give last nite 2 flaming devil horns up!!!

And I will post at least one of the pics in my scraps so check it out

Anyways I hope you all take care, and I should be posting some new art shortly.

Peace. ]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/7322984/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/7322984/ Thu, 15 Dec 2005 21:06:45 PST
I went to the P.O.D show last night at the Opera house and it was fucking awesome! The show was Boomin' and the mosh pits were crazy.
But what made it soo good was after the show when me, Sandra and Drew decided we were gonna get ourselves onto P.O.D's tour bus.
AND WE DID!!!!!!

YES thats right

Well it was really Traa the bassist that got us on. I dont remember exactly how it came about or how we bumped into Traa (yes me and my bottle of rum were getting to know eachother most of the night) But we did get on to one of there bus's. They had 2 there. It appeared that Sonny, Noah and Jason hibernated in the first, well because thier family men and I guess they are not into the hardcore party lifestyle. Which is totally respectable. That and because they were holding a "meeting" at the time. Whatever that means.
We found that out after some old fuck(bus driver) came off the bus and told us to "fuck off!" after knocking on the window. Too bad he dosn't know I unscrewed his gas cap. Muahahahaha! Lose gas cap for him!!!

Traa was totally cool and ready to set it off. We totally hung out and drank a staggering amount of coronas (yes ppl im not a beer drinker on most nights) But thats all they had in stock, so well I took whatever I could get.
A bunch of other ppl were on the bus as well from the opening band Porcelain youth. They were pretty chillin' guys as was P.O.D's tour manager Danny. Near the end of the night they took down my info and promised to get in touch which was really cool of them. They also gave me a can of pringles and a twix for my b-day. Awwww Yeah! And polished my purse with some beer! Thanx guys! lol.

But yeah it was a wicked night, Not anywhere remotely close to my night with STATIC-X(which you can read about in my previous journal entry), ofcourse, nothing will ever top partying with static-x on their bus.....but it WAS alot of fun!
I think im gonna start making a habit of getting on to tour bus's and chilling with bands. Its really that much fun. And well the free booze. Heh.
I gotta keep my polish blood warm somehow, right?

So anyways stayed tuned for the disastrous adventures of Lisa and Sandra, cause you sure as hell know their will be more!
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Maybe we'll get oursleves onto the Deftones tour bus this coming April! That would just plain rock!
And TY, Thanks for pickin' up your phone this time. Sorry I wasn't able to get anyone to sing to you. But I will tell Wayne to call ya back, so keep ur phone on you at ALL TIMES!!!!


*Pics are in scraps* ]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/7221444/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/7221444/ Sun, 04 Dec 2005 15:02:56 PST
So heres what went down. A bunch of friends and I went to the Static-x show at the Phoenix last night, and whoa---eeeeee it turned out to be a killer night. Yes it was amazing with Ill nino as the openers and static-x blowing the crowd away. But besides the show being fuckin wicked, ofcourse, the night progressively got better. (Yeah i know, it actually got better?! Yesser.)
After Static-x cleared the stage and everyone headed out the front doors a goth angel appeared to me and Sandra, with his heavely pierced face and black makeup, he handed us Aftershow/VIP wristbands to hang out and meet the bands. Then he vanished into thin air (guys im not kidding, he seriously did vanish). It was so freakin wierd. but it ruled!!!!! Cause now we had the doors of opportunity opened for us, so we lined up and waited as the club slowly emptied, and waited, and waited. Then out of restlessness my girl Sandra starts making converstaion with some guy in the hallway who ends up being no other then Tony the bassist from static-X! He was so impressed with our lack of star struck attitudes he invited us to the tour bus to chill with the band!!! SO regardless of the fact that we had VIP wristbands he tottally thought we were cool enough to hang. So to make a long story short we all chilled and drank (wayne kept pouring me canadian clubs; he wanted to get me drunk and take advantage of my goodies, which i was totally cool with) He also let me be in charge of what we listened to. I was DJ L to the J the whole night. He was quite keen on my musical choices and when I told him to play some "mutha fuckin Deftones Beee-hotch!" Oh and Tool. Apparently they toured wit Deftones and smoked the chronic with them. LOL. But Maynard is anti-social and dosn't like to crawl out from under his rock. The light burns his skin. So they've never met. Figures.
So the night just kept surpassing my expectations of a good time. Sitting with the band and just shooting the shit was more then I could have asked for. It was amazing. I got my arm signed by Nick after I explained I had alot more dignity then to have my boob signed. He respected that. Wayne didn't. But then again I think he wanted to see some man boob instead. (Only sandra and Phil will know what im talking about). But as the night progressed and my blood to alcohal ratio increased I eventually gave in. I also had my tickets signed and took some pics with the band. Ugh.. but i had to use the camera on my phone cause I lost my disposable earlier. So the quality of the photos is shit, but i guess its not all bad, at least i got myself some proof. So yeah, we all chilled on there bus most of the night, went into the club a few times and ran around on stage like maniacs, got chased down by security (oh and some weird manican looking transexual). But ofcourse they had nothing on us considering we had the ultimate excuse for all our bad behaviour; WERE WITH THE BAND!! (In the face!) Later we decided to hit up Ill Nino's bus which was cramed with hot boys. CRAMED.But I wont get into that. I totally embarassed Tony and Chris when I beat them in an arm wrestle! (Now they know not too mess with my guns) . Hahaha. The only thing that sucked is that I didn't get to fullfill my mission. And the mission was this. To get Wayne static in his bunk with me. LOL. Their bus was actually quite nifty and roomy but there bunks were overwhelmingly tiny, so I decided if I could fit myself and wayne in one ...well then that would be something. and yes it was also a ridiculous excuse to get *ahem* friendly with him. That would be some story to tell my grandkids. lol. But unfortunetly I just couldn't tear him away from one of his overbearing female groupies who hung on him all night like a fat kid on cake. But its all good. I eventually got my time with wayney.
I just so made a long story long but I cant help it! Im not trying to brag, but I must, I MUST, share. I just cant hold it in! I had such an amazing night, I cannot beee-lieve... ]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6993731/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6993731/ Tue, 08 Nov 2005 18:44:56 PST




























]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6918980/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6918980/ Mon, 31 Oct 2005 18:06:28 PST *does a little dance*
And heres the reason why- *drum roll*...... I got accepted to Centennial College for Art !!!!! Yay for me!!! oh after all these long months of waiting, i'll finally be able to put this tired, rusty brain to work....*looks for a stick to poke it with*

Anyways i just want to thank all my friends and all those ppl who believed in me(u all know who u are, JACKIE..heh) that have always told me that as long as i put my mind to something i can pretty much accomplish ANYTHING! like where socks with sandals (Ryan!) but yeah all your words of wisdom mean so much. And to all my wickedly amazing friends who believed in my art and skills...i Freakin luv u guys! (especailly u Sandra , ur like my mini me, but hotter!

Oh and i cant forget my extraordinarily talented/Inspirational/Resourceful friends who without them id be sitting at home scartching my hollow brain waiting for the next breeze of inspiration to blow my way (with the window closed)....see thats an example of how pathetic id be without you all.

(and no i would not like any wine to go along with my ...thankyou)

*sorry guys im all gushy now*

Any-way-z i just realized this sounds too much like a speech i preppared or sumfin. I would like to thank Jesus christ and my parents, and my goat...LOL)

I think i'll stop now for YOUR sakes (or b4 i hurt myself).....but yeah im tottally
pysched!!!!


Peace out

]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6649561/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6649561/ Sat, 01 Oct 2005 09:11:17 PDT what have you gone and done
I can see all your moves are new
and the fine mind behind your face.

You lit me up and made me spark
but yet every surface i touch is cold
so how do i know u wont rule me out?
burn me out, and let me go.

Reassure my passive attraction
you being there is my biggest distraction
as though it were easy for you to lead me
I could be passive gracefully

and i know you tried to change things
you've told me before
but i dont want to compromise
with all i dont say, with all i dont do
and let this heart overflow

So it seems
hesitation's always mine
hesitate outside the times
wishing you would call me or drop me a line
why wont you say you've been with me?
can't say you've been with me
this whole time

So i wonder why no one said a word
do you like it on the sly?
do you like it till it hurts?
Have I been on your mind? or has she?

but i guess nothing beats complete denial
Break to love make lust I know it isn't
your loyal to your history
and lonesome for no one when
the room was empty

So you leave your eyes there for me to memorize
I can see you wonder in the shadows I despise
and i understand this is your battle
to afraid to break it, tear it down and breath
but u must know you and i will never be
until those walls come down~

-|There is more here then just you and me|- ]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6629933/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6629933/ Wed, 28 Sep 2005 22:34:40 PDT
]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6081241/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6081241/ Sat, 30 Jul 2005 19:39:11 PDT Just like yesterday.
I squint my eyes into the light
Then roll over,
My face to the wall.
Why did they build my bedroom
To face east,
So each day dawning
Wakes me from my stupor?
My eyes burn
As I study my wrist.
If I had a knife,
A sharp knife,
I'd embed the tip
At the line
Where palm and wrist meet.
The blood would well up
As the purple and blue
Arteries and veins
Severed.
The knife would slide
To my elbow,
The blood spilling
Red-
Erupting rhythmically
To the excited tempo of my heart,
Slowly fading
As time for me
Ceased.
More blood would flow,
Smoothly spreading
From my arm,
Seeping onto my white bedspread
Until the puddle
Stained my mattress.
If only I had the energy
To find a knife.

by Denise Davis Peterson

]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6081197/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/6081197/ Sat, 30 Jul 2005 19:34:59 PDT
TOO MUCH TIME

At the root of insanity
Is having too much time on your hands--
Too much time to think--
Too much time to remember past hurts
And to wish things could be different.

Too much time spent alone,
Staring at these four walls
With too much time to think,
To remember past hurts
And to wish things were different.

Got to rid myself of this insanity.
I'll busy myself with a flurry of activities
And seek the companionship of others.
They´ll tell me time heals all wounds,

But for now I'll still cry--
When I have too much time to think
And remember past hurts,
Wishing things are different.


--Jo A. Witt

]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5514529/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5514529/ Tue, 31 May 2005 18:16:53 PDT
Hahaha too bad i've LOST MY FREAKIN MIND!!!!!


]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5499981/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5499981/ Mon, 30 May 2005 07:34:59 PDT
For like 2 weeks now my user page is not working , i have no way of accessing it......what the bloody hell is goin on!?
Im gonna have a BF!!!!! BITCH FIT!


Anyone know why this is happening?
Why me

]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5367015/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5367015/ Sun, 15 May 2005 18:07:41 PDT they say one thing yet do another,
how can u just sit there and make promises to someone and then not follow through,
it boggles my mind.
Where has the honesty gone,
is there no more honest truthful ppl out there?
i think not.
Its a selfish world and its starting to show
how can ppls morals drop so low?
ppl go around as if there the perfect model of a human,
honest, decent, sincere, humane, BULLSHIT!
All lies that will be exposed
sooner or later you'll see just the person you are
and u wont be so quick to look in the mirror
because it will only show u the truth,
disgusting, dishonest everything u dont want to be
is nt it sad? does it make u wanna cry?
good! u deserve to feel the pain that u inflict on others
maybe it will make u realize the selfish coward youve become
and im not saying im perfect,
but at least i have enough decentsy to admit my faults

]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5027181/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5027181/ Thu, 07 Apr 2005 16:34:40 PDT
People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be
shot down by the smallest person with the smallest mind.
Think big anyway.
What you spend years building may
be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack if you help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have
and you might get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
- unknown

]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5027151/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/5027151/ Thu, 07 Apr 2005 16:28:17 PDT
People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be
shot down by the smallest person with the smallest mind.
Think big anyway.
What you spend years building may
be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack if you help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have
and you might get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
- unknown

]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/1858271/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/1858271/ Mon, 16 Feb 2004 21:48:24 PST because we have loved
one who was special
now memories must sustain us.
let them guide you and
keep you today and always.
For as we remember we see
loves reflection in our tears. ]]> ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/1858241/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/1858241/ Mon, 16 Feb 2004 21:41:15 PST ~liski06 http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/1540649/ http://liski06.deviantart.com/journal/1540649/ Mon, 15 Dec 2003 20:48:01 PST where i must be,
then i would be
where i am not.
But where i am
there i must be,
and where i could be
i cannot. ]]> ~liski06