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freedomDustin Eggeling was a little teen-ween when I first encountered him. He seemed ahead of his crowd, as calm as they come, and he always looked me dead in the eyes when we exchanged words. I believe we met close to eight years ago and since then he’s grown a solid foot in height and he now stands tall and firm, no longer looking up at me, but sharing a collinear gaze with me. Funny thing is, many times in the streets of SF people asked if we were brothers; perhaps not by blood, but by friendship and interests. In a day and age when most of the local population is led astray by the mass media, distraught with fear in their eyes and trembling knees, Dustin is fighting back, defending himself with his mental. The world needs more urban ninjas who aren’t disinclined to sharpen their swords with a progressive intellect. Dustin is the next squadron leader.
Mr. Dustin Eggeling, you just turned 45 minus 24 years of age, which makes you legal to enter casinos and gamble, purchase and drink alcoholic libations, labor as a prostitute in Nevada, pay for, own, or rent a hand gun, obtain fireworks in New Hampshire, and get married without parental consent in Mississippi. Of course all these laws are American, and served up with freedom fries, a quarter pound heart attack with cheese and bacon, and an extra large diet coke, with a chili dog for desert. How does it feel to be officially authorized, and do you consider our legal age laws, whether it be 16, 18, or 21, to be archaic compared with other countries’ laws?
I made it, my greatest accomplishment yet. My parents were so proud. I’ve been partaking in drinking and gambling years prior, which actually mildly manifested in your USF residence with Scotty and Robby. I’ve been steering clear of quad stack triple pound heart explosion combos that result in unexpected symptoms, yadadamean. It’s same as it was before, lots of leisure lurking for sure. Laws in general hinder more often than help, in any country. I got a 130 dollar ticket for not wearing a seat belt in the Bronx during rush hour traffic. The police officer and his fellow officers parked there cars on the side of the road and were walking on foot through traffic writing tickets for not wearing seat belts. Serve and protect? The scams and breaks that corporations, Wall Street, bankers, insurance companies, and pharmaceutical companies get away with are some of the biggest robberies. When you control the money you control the laws. Laws are another profitable business.
Now that I’ve got your marbles rolling about, churning that buttery intellect in your cranium caldron, please enlighten the masses on your most recent scholarly scrutiny concerning the universe, and the globe and its inhabitants; a theory, or a solution, and the Eggeling eagle eye evaluation.
Since the industrial revolution we have destroyed 50% of the earth’s biosphere, plants animals and everything in between. This earth is a living organism that has been around for 4.5 billion years, give or take a few. The earth has been absorbing our poisons and pollution into the ocean like a sponge. In our life time 90% of the coral reefs will die out and 80% of the world’s edible fish will vanish. The human civilization is raping this earth for what it has to offer. Taking out all the natural resources the earth offers bottling them up for profit then creating mass waste and burying it back in the ground. The earth works like a human body. Imagine an organism lands on you and sucks all your vitamins and nutrients out of your body and all you’re left to eat is trash, outdated electronics, and chemicals amongst other garbage. Humans on earth are as to fleas on a dog, if we keep up these habits we will be scratched off, if we are not off-ed by our fellow humans first. There is no argument that we are heavily over populated and measures need to be taken, but creating never ending wars and diseases only creates more problems. It’s a problem that needs to be taught and learned through mass education, but the franchise owners know that uneducated people are profitable and if people learn too much the franchise will lose its customers and go out of business. To advance as a civilization we need to start living off a resource system and abolish this monetary system driven by materialistic greed and power which creates ever increasing debt. It is much easier said than done because we have already dug ourselves so deep in the land fill.
Dustin, you grew up in a household of golf orbs, golf wands, with golfing blood relations. Therefore, it’s safe for me to assume you could whoop my arse in a game of putt-putt. How often to you get on a golf course, where has the game taken you in terms of travel destinations, and have you ever drove a golf ball off a sea cliff or coastline that landed in an innocent whale’s blow hole causing it to beach itself?
Golf is the illest outside of skateboarding, it’s so relaxing. I started when I was 2 to 3 years old when my dad cut down some old clubs to my weef specifications and I was sold. I played from 3 until about 13, almost every other day until I found skateboarding. Then I didn’t play for 5 years but now I try to play when ever I can. Growing up, my dad has been a rep for various golf companies and my mom played on the LPGA for 30+ years so I was always around it. Traveling with my mom on the LPGA growing up took me every where, almost every state in the United States, plus Hawaii and Canada. I think that’s where I developed a yearning for traveling. I am looking forward to going back to Tampa so I can play. We had a chipping range at the Shaqueffa Mansion (RIP) complete with glass, tires, bottles, signs, dressers, and bottles, but that’s a wrap now. I never made it in a blow hole, but I did make a hole in one when I was 11. That was off the chain, the dude in the club house gave me free lunch…Hyped.
The last time my anatomy was adjacent to your bag of bones was at a San Franciscan junction. We milled about, drank some brewed battery acid, mashed down the concrete jungle byways, and discussed a few interesting reads while trekking up non-thrashable inclines. Most of the dissertations you mentioned were non-fiction. Have you happened to leaf through any works of fiction that you were keen on, and if not, what non-fiction texts would you recommend?
I haven’t really been up on any fiction lately, I would like to though. Holler acha boy with some suggestions. I have actually been slacking on reading since I’ve been up north. I’ve been doing a lot of intranet lurking, and I’m currently reading a book titled total freedom by J. Krishnamurti, which is real sick. He was an early philosopher that dismantled his congregation of followers because social structure is a product of a conditioned mind, and a conditioned mind can never be free. A book I would always recommend is Behold a Pale Horse by William Cooper. He was in the Navy and CIA for 20+ years and writes on his discoveries. The book was published in 1988 and you can see his claims happening in present day. He was deep in the rabbit hole. I’m glad he got it published before he got silenced (RIP)
As fore mentioned, we last saw each other on the Left Coast, both of us affirming that there is indeed a gold rush in these hills. You then fled for Florida and after a stint in sultriness, you departed on the back of a steel albatross to New York, New York; the metropolis so nice, they named it twice. As a young man on a mission with lack of superstition, I commend you for your back bone and offer you the Metal of Youth, for time served and lessons learned in the field. How have these temporary residences treated you, and what type of berserk bustles have you witnessed in two of the busiest tourist trap hubs in the land of freedom?
I like to move around; a change of environment is healthy to me. If I stay in one place for to long I get burnt out on it. SF and NY are the best the United States has to offer for the life style I choose. Both are opposites though; SF is smaller and slow paced. I lived in the Tender Loin for 5 months which was constant entertainment, as you know; full of tweakers trannies, makers, shakers, and takers. I love it. I’d rather live in the TL than anyplace else in Frisco. Well, maybe the mission because that’s a pretty prime location. I miss the hills and I can't wait to go back and bomb Clement. Hill bombing is the purest form of any high I have ever had. NY is the illest though, it’s so big, so much to offer and there is always something going on. There is an open bar almost every night some where and the subway will take you anywhere with the quickness. It’s a playground for a skateboarder, anything you want. I can’t really put it into words, it’s just something you have to experience and I hope everyone gets too at least once in there life span on this planet.
Mr. Dustin Eggeling, you just turned 45 minus 24 years of age, which makes you legal to enter casinos and gamble, purchase and drink alcoholic libations, labor as a prostitute in Nevada, pay for, own, or rent a hand gun, obtain fireworks in New Hampshire, and get married without parental consent in Mississippi. Of course all these laws are American, and served up with freedom fries, a quarter pound heart attack with cheese and bacon, and an extra large diet coke, with a chili dog for desert. How does it feel to be officially authorized, and do you consider our legal age laws, whether it be 16, 18, or 21, to be archaic compared with other countries’ laws?
I made it, my greatest accomplishment yet. My parents were so proud. I’ve been partaking in drinking and gambling years prior, which actually mildly manifested in your USF residence with Scotty and Robby. I’ve been steering clear of quad stack triple pound heart explosion combos that result in unexpected symptoms, yadadamean. It’s same as it was before, lots of leisure lurking for sure. Laws in general hinder more often than help, in any country. I got a 130 dollar ticket for not wearing a seat belt in the Bronx during rush hour traffic. The police officer and his fellow officers parked there cars on the side of the road and were walking on foot through traffic writing tickets for not wearing seat belts. Serve and protect? The scams and breaks that corporations, Wall Street, bankers, insurance companies, and pharmaceutical companies get away with are some of the biggest robberies. When you control the money you control the laws. Laws are another profitable business.
Now that I’ve got your marbles rolling about, churning that buttery intellect in your cranium caldron, please enlighten the masses on your most recent scholarly scrutiny concerning the universe, and the globe and its inhabitants; a theory, or a solution, and the Eggeling eagle eye evaluation.
Since the industrial revolution we have destroyed 50% of the earth’s biosphere, plants animals and everything in between. This earth is a living organism that has been around for 4.5 billion years, give or take a few. The earth has been absorbing our poisons and pollution into the ocean like a sponge. In our life time 90% of the coral reefs will die out and 80% of the world’s edible fish will vanish. The human civilization is raping this earth for what it has to offer. Taking out all the natural resources the earth offers bottling them up for profit then creating mass waste and burying it back in the ground. The earth works like a human body. Imagine an organism lands on you and sucks all your vitamins and nutrients out of your body and all you’re left to eat is trash, outdated electronics, and chemicals amongst other garbage. Humans on earth are as to fleas on a dog, if we keep up these habits we will be scratched off, if we are not off-ed by our fellow humans first. There is no argument that we are heavily over populated and measures need to be taken, but creating never ending wars and diseases only creates more problems. It’s a problem that needs to be taught and learned through mass education, but the franchise owners know that uneducated people are profitable and if people learn too much the franchise will lose its customers and go out of business. To advance as a civilization we need to start living off a resource system and abolish this monetary system driven by materialistic greed and power which creates ever increasing debt. It is much easier said than done because we have already dug ourselves so deep in the land fill.
Dustin, you grew up in a household of golf orbs, golf wands, with golfing blood relations. Therefore, it’s safe for me to assume you could whoop my arse in a game of putt-putt. How often to you get on a golf course, where has the game taken you in terms of travel destinations, and have you ever drove a golf ball off a sea cliff or coastline that landed in an innocent whale’s blow hole causing it to beach itself?
Golf is the illest outside of skateboarding, it’s so relaxing. I started when I was 2 to 3 years old when my dad cut down some old clubs to my weef specifications and I was sold. I played from 3 until about 13, almost every other day until I found skateboarding. Then I didn’t play for 5 years but now I try to play when ever I can. Growing up, my dad has been a rep for various golf companies and my mom played on the LPGA for 30+ years so I was always around it. Traveling with my mom on the LPGA growing up took me every where, almost every state in the United States, plus Hawaii and Canada. I think that’s where I developed a yearning for traveling. I am looking forward to going back to Tampa so I can play. We had a chipping range at the Shaqueffa Mansion (RIP) complete with glass, tires, bottles, signs, dressers, and bottles, but that’s a wrap now. I never made it in a blow hole, but I did make a hole in one when I was 11. That was off the chain, the dude in the club house gave me free lunch…Hyped.
The last time my anatomy was adjacent to your bag of bones was at a San Franciscan junction. We milled about, drank some brewed battery acid, mashed down the concrete jungle byways, and discussed a few interesting reads while trekking up non-thrashable inclines. Most of the dissertations you mentioned were non-fiction. Have you happened to leaf through any works of fiction that you were keen on, and if not, what non-fiction texts would you recommend?
I haven’t really been up on any fiction lately, I would like to though. Holler acha boy with some suggestions. I have actually been slacking on reading since I’ve been up north. I’ve been doing a lot of intranet lurking, and I’m currently reading a book titled total freedom by J. Krishnamurti, which is real sick. He was an early philosopher that dismantled his congregation of followers because social structure is a product of a conditioned mind, and a conditioned mind can never be free. A book I would always recommend is Behold a Pale Horse by William Cooper. He was in the Navy and CIA for 20+ years and writes on his discoveries. The book was published in 1988 and you can see his claims happening in present day. He was deep in the rabbit hole. I’m glad he got it published before he got silenced (RIP)
As fore mentioned, we last saw each other on the Left Coast, both of us affirming that there is indeed a gold rush in these hills. You then fled for Florida and after a stint in sultriness, you departed on the back of a steel albatross to New York, New York; the metropolis so nice, they named it twice. As a young man on a mission with lack of superstition, I commend you for your back bone and offer you the Metal of Youth, for time served and lessons learned in the field. How have these temporary residences treated you, and what type of berserk bustles have you witnessed in two of the busiest tourist trap hubs in the land of freedom?
I like to move around; a change of environment is healthy to me. If I stay in one place for to long I get burnt out on it. SF and NY are the best the United States has to offer for the life style I choose. Both are opposites though; SF is smaller and slow paced. I lived in the Tender Loin for 5 months which was constant entertainment, as you know; full of tweakers trannies, makers, shakers, and takers. I love it. I’d rather live in the TL than anyplace else in Frisco. Well, maybe the mission because that’s a pretty prime location. I miss the hills and I can't wait to go back and bomb Clement. Hill bombing is the purest form of any high I have ever had. NY is the illest though, it’s so big, so much to offer and there is always something going on. There is an open bar almost every night some where and the subway will take you anywhere with the quickness. It’s a playground for a skateboarder, anything you want. I can’t really put it into words, it’s just something you have to experience and I hope everyone gets too at least once in there life span on this planet.
Truf.
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