Shameless Advertising to myself.

Yeah I wanna make this lil' here announcement that I has this massively depressive and chaotic new blog, which I mostly post my pseudo/fail poetry. It's all in english.

Deal with it ._.

Will,
Over and out

Rules for a better and improved life.

I realized today that life is nothing but a simple game of interests. So here is the rules I created for you to lead a life full of your own self-improvment with absolutely no considerations for your own emotions and only to improve your rank in respect but made out of no trust.

Rules:

1. Trust NO ONE but yourself. People are fake when they say they're there for you and that they care.

2. Don't tell your painful experiences to others. Keep them to yourself and learn from them.

3. Cry alone. If you cry to someone they'll use your vulnerability for their own interst.

4. Always keep companions in which you can rely on in case your current way out to the business world doesn't work out to what you'd expect.

5. Never, but NEVER cry.

6. Your thoughts and ideas are worthless. No one will listen.

7. Every single person, no matter what style/political view/ethnic/religion/sub-urban group, are all the same inside.

8. If things don't turn out the way you expected, keep trying.

9. Invest on something you're good at and start projects with it. Music is a good example if you play guitar or sing well.

10. Don't show your emotions. Everyone is just as emtpy as you.

11. If you have low self esteem, try to make people pity you and stroke your ego once in a while.

12. Nevermind love, fraternity, brotherhood, family, all things that link you to other people.

13. Be just one for yourself.

14. You are never alone, no matter what anyone says.

Get it?

Good. Now it's your choice to follow them by the code, or in the slightest bit.

Don't be a fool like me, protect yourself.

William, Over and out.

Neutral element? (video)

a video...first video so I'm nervous.

Liberties?

Ok I would like to address a few things, pherhaps an old argument from months ago, with a friend of mine in America(or not, forgot), which happened to be against smoking and would ban smoking for the sake of the welfare of people, and because she has asthma, or asma.

Well I first confronted her kind of revolted, people had the right to choose wether to smoke or not. Personally, one of my family members died of cancer, and he smoked, therefore it might link the disease to this fact, however I don't know for how long he smoked, there's a number of facts missing that I still have to find out.

Thing is, there are a series of risks, and people with asthma are not really the ones benefitted when around an enviorment of people that smoke. It musn't be easy. And sincerely, cigarettes are crap!

But the right for you to smoke that shit, the right for you to ingest chemicals that fuck up your lungs and whatnot, should NEVER be taken.

The thing is, the only solution possible for her was if she got to be president, or mayor or whatever, she would ban tobacco.

But then what? America would lose nearly one thousand million aka one billion dollars.

It would be a big strike on the economy of your country, plus, though the intention is good, and you seek the welfare of people, not everyone sees it that way. You must understand that some people are fucking dumbasses, and will protest. Not only those, but people that just want to smoke and are actually kind of inteligent, will also do that.

You can't have everyone agree with you no matter how strong your point is. I personally agree with you, but I just can't help to notice these people out about it.

Please don't take it wrong, and if you ever see this you know who you are, please, just please let's debate about it.

William
Over and out.

O vácuo

Porque ele me fez assim.

Porque o tempo me criou.

Porque nunca mais o encontrei.

Porque nunca mais fui assim.

Porque eu notei que vivia, passei a ser diferente.

Porque eu tive medo de mim, passei a ser perigoso.

Porque eu não amei, odeio-me a mim próprio.

Desde a noite do limoeiro ate ao pássaro do rei.

Desde que nunca te vi, logo escuso de te procurar.

Porque sou um miúdo, por dentro já cresci até ao pique.

Porque eu sou sádico, masoquista, e cínico para com as pessoas, a minha negatividade rasgou um sorriso de carnificina pelo meu rosto.

Porque eu choro e grito por dentro, por fora falo e rio como um maníaco.

Com este sorriso encontrei o meu mundo, mas a sua descoberta fez com que ele caísse.

Porque com estas metáforas todas, peço apenas ajuda.

Porque eu tenho objectivo de viver, eu quero-me matar.

Eu não gosto de mim.

E tu?

Seriously?

Ok, first of all, let's start with good old fashioned rants on something that just merely fucked up my patience so badly, I just felt like putting it here, for some god damn reason.

Ok, so, recently, yeah, I've had the FUCKING SECOND break-up with this person, and I don't know why the second, maybe I just gave in to stupidity to actually START AGAIN.

First topic: start-overs, or aka, "second chance."

We all had this moment, where we broke up with this person that probably was the first, or we had a good time, a good sexy time(giggidy~), and we feel bad for breaking up and they are having a hard time going by, they all whiny and shit(in my case, she was drunk ._.)...OH THE FUCKING JOY.

Being the naive, emotionally aware stupid motherfucker I am, I actually started over, hopefully shit could get better, and whatnot, maybe, I could get a good time out of this all...yeah right.

Second topic: Post-breakup rules.

The rules are quite simple for a man.

DON'T. FLIRT. AT ALL.

And weeeell...yeah. I did. But not like flirt for flirt, just confort begging flirt, and she didn't know...neh. I spoke to a friend of mine using a comparative which was somewhat like this:

"The results for the investment on that relationship would be the same if I invested a relationship with you."

And of course, she's a mutual friend of hers, and she must have said something of the lines of...

"HEY! Did you know that Will(me) is going to invest on a relationship with me? 8DD"

she must have been somewhat like...

"WHAT?! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM RARARARAR."

...So yeah. I just got fucked over. Not only that, she was pissed off that I broke up too, and her prespective was that

So yeah, I tried to explain I didn't flirt with her, and actually flirted with some other girl.

But it doesn't matter much.

I don't have morals. I hate them. It restrains me from being me, I'm sorry people get hurt from it but it's just me.

So, everyone that's got a problem, can really, FUCK OFF!!

William,

Over and out.

Victory!!!

At last, my friends, this is a moment to rejoice, although I am hours late, I have gotten the knowledge that the "Don't Ask Don't Tell" Policy has been repealed.

For those of you who don't know, DADT is a military policy that obligates homossexuals to conceal their sexual orientation in order to serve their country, and if they show it they get fired, without having commited any perjury or broken any technical military policy.

Now, I am still an anarchist, and still anti-army, or just armed organization of humanity against another group of humans. But still, the concept of countries and nationalistic nature of one's being for being part of a region with a specific culture and language and behaviour of the people, gives them the option to serve and defend their country, but these people, are at least now allowed, and their ideologies were formed, and as much as it pains, I think the government deserves a salute for making this small, yet important step towards the development of humanity. Hope exists for everyone.

"Ice needle".
Over and out.

Strange little thing.

Love.

In the close, standar definition, it is a mutual feeling that occurs between two people of opposite genders, or even between same genders, depends on what kind of physical odors you react to.

But it's ways of happening are many.

In my case...It happened in a few days. I think it's good that we were able to relate so closely in a matter of days, for we have much to discover more of ourselves through the relationship.

I can't really explain much of all this...but it's great, it's grand, I feel great, and I cannot ask for better.

Sorry for this little, useless, post.

"Ice Needle"
Forever in love.

Researching Politics: Indepedent Politicians: Questions for Political Scientists.

Recently, I have been interested in the study of political parties and their ideologies, and I have been interested of how their resolutions would contribute to their supporters' needs and beliefs. Some of these political parties are based mostly on religious beliefs, others just base themselves on human rights.

So here is, what I researched.

I first searched the independent politicians, such as Ralph Nader, an attorney, author, lecturer, political activist, and four-time candidate for the President of the United States in 2004 and 2008. He also had a run as a green party candidate in 1996 and 2000.

I am seeing here, in wikipedia, yes, wikipedia, because I know no other sources of information and this is the one I use the most; in 1971 he co-founded the NGO Public Citizen, he spent most of his career in the 70's educating the majority of people about ecology, in 2007 he gave a speech on the anti-war protest in September.
He is also for gay-rights and he has a negative view on the DADT(Don't ask Don't Tell) policy.

However, as an anarchist, I don't think I need to support this man, but so far his views have been generally good.

On to the questions:

Question 1: What do indepedent politicians base their beliefs on?
Question 2: Is it usual for indepedant politicians to lean towards a political party if they identify with the general beliefs?
Question 3: What is the percentage of the american population that is independent?

P.S: I know that there are some criticisms towards Ralph Nader, such as he being part of the green party and be more worried about safety of driving instead of eco-friendly cars, and also him being a hypocrite and anti-female.

William "Ice Needle" Franklin Blackheart,
Over and out.

Homophobia, take 2

Fuck it, skip the fucking intros and shit.

Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you guys? Why are you so hateful towards a very small decision that shouldn't create any negative or positive effect on our way of life?

I mean seriously!! If this world had no religion at all, people would just define homossexuality as natural never discriminate it! Now, not only the homossexuals need to get dissed by overly religious people and idiots, but politics too?! What the fuck man?! I mean the conservative life form should have NOTHING to do with a concept of a superior being ruling over your ass to do what is right in HIS mind!! And he's probably not real!!! So stop dissing the gays you retard!

No, calling you a retard is an insult to retards themselves.

You don't even deserve to be insulted.

If you are, by any case a homophobe, racist, nazi, sexist, whatever; get the fuck off my blog! Don't read my shit, just get the fuck off!! Scram!

Really, get out!

Ice Needle,
Over and out.

Twilight. The Disgrace of true Vampires.

This is if they existed.

And now we speak of the worse, supernatural, drama/romance novel, classified by vague, twelve year old, pseudo scene girls, that constantly need an obsession to forget just how stupid and self conscious they are, to become "perfect" for their "idol".

The vam--no, thanks to a friend of mine; the TOOTH FAIRY, presented in the twilight series is nothing but a total massacre of the supreme humanoid overlord of all bloodsucking seductive vampires. Well, at least the volturi are still as evil and intelligent, and remain with the crimson bloody red eyes and calculist mentality, seeking only their survival to remain their "world" so to say, in a strict, and organized manner. no relations with humans, they are food only.

But then come these completely pussified vampires, that don't go all nomnomnom on humans, but on animals, as only a surviving alternative!! THEY WANT SOME HUMAN BLOOD THEN GO GET IT YOU STUPID PUSSY--, I mean, EDWARD.

This is also the disgrace for the names themselves. Now the name it self, cannot be mentionted without referenced to the tooth fairy, Edward Cullen! I love the name Edward!! why the fuck such a pussified name FOR A FUCKING AMERICAN VAMPIRE?!!!

If he was brittish, of course, completely excusable, but dammit!! He could be named Glenn, or Owen or something like that!! It'd be far more hateable!!

The topic of the fangs. THERE IS NO FANGS!! THEY ARE FANGLESS. THIS IS COMPELTELY OUTRAGEOUS!! ALL VAMPIRES HAVE FANGS!!! POINTY, SHARP, BLOODTHIRSTY FANGS!!!

Vampires, are cold, feelingless bastards. however, they do not all think the same, they could like to see the general reaction of one knowing of his existance, and pherhaps befriend someone just for the amusement itself, a relationship similar to Raito and Ryuk. When the time comes, the human dies as food or old age. Just that, nothing more, nothing less.

Youth: You're fucked.

Ok, I was just going around, you know, minding my own business and checking out political blogs about america, because my country is boring enough...until I figured out something on a post some guy did.

But first allow me to say: Yes, I worry too much about america's politics because it's probably the most amusing shit to do when you're a 15 year old that was influenced and raised while watching the daily show with your family, and that asked far too many questions for his little simple brain to answer, but those questions remained and I tried to answer them myself, never to be satisfied...

Allow me to continue the blog now.

Assuming that...well, America, creator of reality shows such as jersey shore and the other cheap crap that exploits the lives of complete douchebags and intolerant close minded assholes for the reasons of home entertainment of teenagers that have no life, and I THINK that it got pretty of the general attention of the teenage mind. World wide, but the other countries got their own shit to deal with instead of hogging on that...thing.

These people follow the mind patterns of the people in these kinds of shows. Partying, sex, drugs, useless drama, xenophobia, so on, and follow the standards of the character's lives and way of thinking, in other words, none. I'm not saying that everyone does by the way.

It's just that these people on that series, are old enough to vote, while the own viewers themselves, are not.

The viewers become retards that don't really listen much to their own thoughts and all they care about is partying and sex and what not, and conversations with a few people I had on the presidential elections, shows that they don't listen carefully to their ideologies and resolutions, and therefore, America, is utterly fucked. Really. You guys are fucked.

Yes, I realize this may be a stupid journal, but I have no fucking life, I need something to put my thoughts into. And yes this is only a majority of people and I think that the minority will actually discuss this with me and dissagree, and those who are probably old enough to realize that this post can be classified as bullshit, and want to troll me, please, do not hesitate.

But if you want to actually talk about this with me, which most likely will not happen because I'm a badly known teenager trying to make a point before he is even capable.

Wolfgang, over and out.

Calling Doctor Faggot.

...Well we start off by this overly awesome title that serves a quote ripped out from the movie "The Hangover", and used as my own. I like Doctor Faggot. Sounds like an awesome and random excuse for me to act like a faggot whenever I am surely attacked verbally by a heterosexual macho man jock prick. Please apply the George Carlin war theory here. If you don't know who he is, here it is, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDkhzHQO7jY&translated=1 . He is a genius. Eitherways, I'm going to talk a little about...well since we're already at it, and as the title suggests, Homossexuality. No, I'm not going to diss the gays you idiot, why do you think I like Kurt Cobain? "I was proud of the fact that I was gay even knowing I wasn't." Applies to me. Bi-curiosity helps.

EITHERWAYS, I came here to diss homophobia. It is ridiculous, as that retarded bitch on youtube whose username was Apologetics, now I don't know where she is. But she made a video responding to a famous lesbian atheist by the username KyoraMishiso, which she simply ranted about homophobia being the FEAR of gays. No you retard, we cannot make another word with the latin of hate and homo, so phobia works and describes the hatred. The meaning goes by the one that invented it.

Anyway, homophobia. The hate of gay people. Not to diss the actual homophobics, because Gerald Gardner(google it), was in fact a homophobic person. The question is, why? I generally first thought of this as a product of religion such as christianity, but I think human behaviours also have to do with that, because we still laugh at the back of the gays, and CALL other people gay as to classify them as low, for men, this is being unmanly, and for women...un...womanly? I don't know, don't really care about that.

Why is being gay such a downer? Is it so different for us to just accept that men can like men, and women can like women? or BOTH?

I mean, surely, I have seen a few people that I know that are...well not that bright, and diss homossexuals. But why? Why take your own anger upon someone you have no idea who they are, you heartless motherfucker? Are you so confused of your own identity that you have to diss what you probably are? Fucking christ, I begin to think that humanity is an asshole by heart! So you probably like to take a dick up your ass, or even to suck some. So fucking what?! Dude, that's fine if you like penis, just don't fucking deny it and be a pain in the homossexual's asses!! No pun intended by the way,

William Rockz. Metal.
See what I did there? Deamon Cohln ending thingie?
...nevermind...
Over and out.

This...is where my story begins.

I am typing this right now, as I realized it was important. This story of mine is currently in proggress, and I will write it down in several moments of my life, when I know I trully changed, when I know I did something, when I know something happened.

So here.


I have came to notice my life has been something far better than I ever realized, something I never deserved, something I need but never wanted. At the moment I am in highschool, finished the final exams, which became a burden to me, because I never always liked to study. I never was interested in school. I was always with my head up in the clouds, contemplating choices and fantasies that would soon come to reality. My feet never stepped down. As I type this, my head forever remains in the sky, but my eyes are always down here, on the earth. The unfortunate world I see before me is something I learned to hate. I don't want to make things look so hateful, because the human is made by both a darkside and a brightside. My darkside is the pessimistic, very timid, usually anti-social, cold, critic and angry, very hateful towards what I called society, and refused to bond with anyone. I now have friends I could never imagine to exist. These friends allowed me to be. They were always there for me, and even prenvented me to take my own life. What a mistake it was, to even try to do that. I value life much more now, but I have much to learn yet. There is still much for me to discover about myself and the world. My dream is to bring a message of hope to the world, a message that would say they are not alone. There's always someone there for you, and you can change the fact that you are alone, because my mistakes shouldn't be made by other people. I have pushed away my friends for far too long, because I was, and am depressed. I accept help, but I want to help as well. I, as many people, would like to be loved. But as many people have told me, love comes where I least expect it. I have yet to expect it, for love now has been nothing but a burden to me. Nothing but cheatings and lies and heartbreaks. Enough. I will search no more, and wait. Right now, it's the least I want, but the more I need. In occasions of my life, not frequently but in periods of years, I will have moments of realisation. I will write this as I learn.

Thank you for listening.

Guilherme Rebelo

The Choking game,

The choking game. The most ridiculous and stupid way for a human teenager to reach out for the euphorical "high".

First of all, I edited this post to enlighten people on what it is, instead of only to express my anger upon it.

In case you don't know, the choking game is not a game AT ALL, but a way to get high by cutting the oxygen flow to the brain, which in exchange makes you feel lightheaded, like you were about to pass out. It is NOT. SAFE. It kills your braincells, and it can cause permanent brain damage. I am seeing right now reports, and news upon kids that TRIED this thing(not very sure, but it talks a lot about it), now they are mentally challanged and their sibblings suffer a lot because of it. Most are reported as suicides, and I'm not giving a lecture here.l Stop doing it. do ACTUAL drugs. You may get caught but to hell with it. It's better than winding up dead. I have more to do than drugs, and drinking maybe a thing slighty less dangerous, unless you're a complete dumbass and get drunk all the time. Well in that case stop or be stubborn and addictive and go die elsewhere until you admit you need help. Seriously, I'd rather do fucking marijuana than to choke myself. I MAY be suicidal, but something tells me that I have a lot to live for. Something yet comes, don't waste your time on this bullshit.

Wolfgang, Over and out.


P.S: Já agora, uma mensagem para os tugas que lêm isto, http://umgajosempiada.blogspot.com/ aqui têm o blogue do meu irmão mais velho. Ele até é engraçado, e imita um bocado o Ray William Johnson, Mas no seu próprio sentido. É um Ray William Johnson Tuga.

Erros...

*no vazio interior do meu corpo que não me deixa sentir, solto um suspiro* ...

Bons dias...Hoje a mensagem do blogue vai ser um lamurio deprimente da minha parte em português, porque sinceramente isto já devia ter pelo menos mais um, e lamuriar é coisa de português...

O meu erro, mais uma vez residiu nas minhas esperanças de uma relação amorosa no qual estava optimista, mas devido a pressões familiares, a minha parceira foi obrigada a ceder. Nós não queríamos isto, tentamos, mas depois somos forçados devido a forças superiores e obrigações...

Mais uma vez, um erro que eu não devia ter cometido, uma estupidez enorme, agora que me causa dor...

Vá lá, gozem o que quiserem, estou-me nas tintas para vocês...

Wolfgang, signing out.

Videogames.

Aah...Videogames! The sweet dimensions of groups of pixels that form a hot character and beautifull backgrounds and violence whereever you look...

Then the worse happens. Addiction.

Consequences are, in case if you're someone ACTUALLY important and are good at SOMETHING...

First is, you start to lose communication with your closest friends, the decent people you met from the internet, reality, that aren't so addicted to videogames as YOU...

Then, you start losing your talent, for example, you stop drawing(or not, some people I know still draw, which is good, keep on doing that), your technique starts to get sloppy and your drawings ain't the same they were.

Next is you only DO THAT.

Folks, if you play world of warcraft, in moderate times, good for you, you found a time killer.

But hear me. DO NOT. GET. ADDICTED TO THAT GAME. World of Warcraft takes your fucking soul!!!

People that become too addicted to videogames like WoW usually lose their lives and interests to it, and when they're not playing everything else just seems boring.

Newsflash: Life has a lot more to it than you think.

Search for old friends, make new ones! Pack up your feelings and worries, do your homework if needed(un-applied to writer)!

Life is beautifull, so get up from that chair and go do something, play guitar, read a book, draw anywhere you'd like(even in walls if allowed!), go out with your friends, listen to the bands you once liked lots, and followed each of their steps of development!

Spread the word.
William, Over and out.

Slow People.

Ok, this is really getting old...what the heck is wrong with you people?!

I admit that I made mistakes, some big some small, and some bad. I hurt a few people yes, but for the following seconds after I did that, I have good friends here to cheer me up, because I always blame myself because of it, and I get depressed.

But let's put that aside.

What REALLY pisses me off, is the fact that about a week later, the friend of the person I unfortunately hurt, and which we worked things out, starts asking about the subject. Last time that happened to me I nearly snapped and said I wasn't to hear that shit especially from that person. This one was different, well that person happened to accept my decision and I'm glad.

What REALLY annoys me, is people that keep nagging about that subject and never seem to shut the fuck up!! It's fucking annoying!! They remind you of EVERY fucking detail, every single feeling!!

This is where solutions come in, IF you're a male follower of this blog...

1. Talk to that person calmly, explain that it wasn't your intention(unless if you're a fucking asshole that is), and that you felt even worse by doing that, you talked to the unforunate victim and it's all fixed.
2.If number one doesn't work do it with simple words and curse words along.

God people, shut the fuck up!

Peace out.

Minha introdução e razão pelo qual estou a começar isto...

A principal razão de este blogue e provavelmente porque não consegui fazer log in ao site, e de sem querer registei-me a pensar que era só uma conta...mas pronto. Agora que esta feito...

Este blogue geralmente vai ser, sobre temas múltiplos, onde incluo bastante a minha opinião. (logo, já sabem a razão do título...)

Até agora não há grandes temas, e existe falta de razões para continuar a escrever no momento. Adeus.

P.S: Vou escrever traduções de algumas páginas em inglês, para quem...queira visitar, e quando tiver a paciência.