..::The Insane Asylum::..

2008-10-01T20:55:00.000-07:00

HOLA FOLKS!!!

I've been a bad poster, I know. It's been almost a whole year since my last blog entry but there were so many things. Well, no more excuses I am back into this full throttle.

with the apologies out of the way, I am now proclaiming that i'm on a 30 day "raw food" program. The bottom line is that i have a karate tournament coming up in a month and i need to be at my best. So what would be a better way to fortify the body and just flat out detoxify it than going all natural?

This means nothing processed, no bread...cookies (drops a tear), chips, soda pop, and whatever else the kids are eating these days. So wrapping up this mini update, every friday starting on the 10th and ending November 7th i will be posting any ongoing changes (be it physical, mental, emotional, etc)

This is no fad diet plan, and i've been physically training for years so i am not jumping into this blindly. Wish me luck folks.

P.S. i'll be blogging more regularly...if people are still willing to read it. i know i had a pretty healthy following back in the day.

2007-11-06T08:50:00.000-08:00

Cold hearted? No, you're just a coward

Someone on a Bahamian message board asked whether or not it was normal to act colder towards people because they didn't stick to promises. This is why I hate my generation, seriously. We're so selfish and weak that we clutch at any and every excuse to take the easy road.

For the life of me i can not rationalise treating someone new i got into a relationship with in a half butt manner because of slip ups the person before them committed. Is that that fair? Heck, is it how one with supposed intelligence would act?

Still, this is how i responded to the topic in question:
i held back to see how others would respond. still, the young god can't see himself becoming jaded and all bitter because of repeated run ins with retarted daughters. I just chalk it up to experience and move on. I'm a nice dude because that's my inherent character and no one on this planet is relevent enough to change that

2007-04-08T21:10:00.000-07:00

F.O.C.U.S part deux

ok the last time I wrote about focus, it was about how I lost my way mentally. It seems that the late night eating, forced frequent take out dinners, and forced inactivity at work (sitting behind a desk, nice) has taken my body for a ride. And just like the cutie you invited to carnival that ended up puking on the kamakaze...the end result isnt nearly as sexy as before.

So here it begins, phsysical reinvention time....don't get me wrong, i do work out but it's mostly my shoulders and chest (which people think i do steroids for...no joke) but the guiness and heineys tend to round out an area or two. the equation for losing weight is pretty simple...calories burnt must be more than calories taken in.

So let's see....no more midnight snacks, no more cold cans of cerveza based goodness, going back to martial arts training (cringes in fear), and what will surely have me sweating bullets for at least the first week....no more SUGAR. That includes sodas, candy bars, milkshakes, etc.

on that note....health is over rated blah

2007-03-24T17:26:00.000-07:00

Love=I am SO sleeping with you?

In this age of promsicuity and decadence, it seems that the only thing that's moving at a faster pace than the spread of STI infection is the furtive effort to cover one's tracks. I really don't understand, if you are sexually active...FINE. But to claim that person is your eternal undying love because you gave it up is retarted. These aren't the days where a pregnant unmarried woman got shipped off for 9 months and reappeared after visiting her "cousins".

You're loose...yes...but we forgive you.

2007-03-17T18:54:00.000-07:00

F.O.C.U.S

It's wierd, a few months ago I had my life mapped out to the T. I'd graduate from COB, do the computer thing for a bit while researching my novel. I would develop a IT company of world wide recognition in the Bahamas and expand to Mexico (what can I say, i have a soft spot for the place) I would be crowned Nobel Laureate before my 25th birthday as a result of my contributions to the literary world .

But that was then, now I only yearn for the sweet, sweeeet semester's end. I admit that i have lost my way, and even thought out elaborate scenarios that in my most desperate hour I wouldnt have (under normal circumstances). But because of that, I understand (not condone) the reasoning behind alot of society's anti-social behaviour.

With that said, from this day onward i must, without fail...continue in my endevours, and i will begin with launching 2 projects before month's end. (hint: i get to broadcast my brand of humour to an even wider audience)

2006-12-17T16:22:00.000-08:00

The average Bahamian girl is STUPID...DAMN!!!

Alot of time i just chill and converse with different women and they keep asking me why i'm single. My answer is always that I haven't found one that interests me. Some may think i'm being picky but it's just that I don't lower my standards. Sure I like a nice body and pretty face like everyone else but i treasure intellect over all. And sad to say, bahamian girls on average are just plain silly.

Example, some random girl attempts to insult me just because I disagree with her. Especially because she is attracted to the person in question (which i think is stupid but that's a completely different topic). I find it sad that just because I refuse to bend like the mindless THC infested drones that you and this sad generation have come to expect, you need to bitch and sling insults. Yes, I am a pretty smart individual. An more importantly, one that isn't ashamed of it.

In short, women...there is more to men than what's between their legs. Also, just because you want to spread yours apart for that particular person doesn't mean they aren't a punk (it just makes you a freak for weaklings) And for heavens sake, at least TRY to think with that ever decreasin mass of grey matter just wasting space between your ears.

[disclaimer: I know that my beautiful islands of the 242 contain some highly intelligent women, just saying..some of the sisters need a kick in their lower and more active brain]

2006-11-11T00:06:00.000-08:00

Honourable Mention

Most people who know me personally already know that I have a pretty eclectic taste in music. But lately an underground emcee that i've respected for a while but slept at the same time was Brother Ali...the man is ill and his tracks are sick accordingly. I copped his album Shadows on the sun and from the first track "room with a view" i was hooked...Basically dude comments on his surroundings, and personal aspects with a voice that demands attention, like a true orator. And in my opinion, one of the best story telling rappers i've come across so far.

Link to Bio

2006-11-03T19:03:00.001-08:00

So i'm cold now?

Am I the only person left alive that will lay out things in plain language that doesnt aim to pamper the feelings of others? in one day alone I was told by three different persons that i'm a cold individual. But yet these are the exact same people that have come to love the honest, no punches pulled aspect of me...so in a way it puts me in a strange predicament...be the generic happy go lucky sheep minded fellow that tells you what you want to hear...or continue on the path i am currently blazing.

this one requires some thought...

2006-10-11T13:55:00.000-07:00

My Alter Ego's Evolution

When I first started out, i went by the moniker "Commander Skitzo; leader of the Insane Army".

Original Emblem

The army consisted of me and my friends that rhymed together...eventually I got tired of writing such a long name so I simply went as Skitzo.

Here is a Mixtape cover from when my main style was an aggressive one with obvious military overtones.

And finally, after consitently writing and striving to improve, i feel as if no one is touching me skill wise. This arrogance has led me to play off my spanish nickname "Rey". So now, mostly in jest I go by the name "King Skitzo" below is my new official logo.

2006-10-08T10:04:00.000-07:00

Tales from my mexican apartment

oh how i miss her!!! it wasnt big, but i lived alone (well for four months) and mannnnnnn i had fun...today i have a before and after comparison from one of my daytime drinking activities. the events that happened afterward was the stuff of legends...good thing i had an extra room (hehe). Life was simple back then, played video games at times...watched a ton of movies, drank and chilled with the mexicanas and good friends...why did i come home again?

regardless, the body count from that night (as far as i can remember) consisted of 2 Bottles of Mezcal (cheap but effective form of tequila), 1 bottle of malibu, 1 bottle of bacardi superior, 1 box of pineapple juice, 1 tiny bottle of Cola, and 1 bottle of fresca (grapefruit flavoured soda from mexico) did i mention that there was only 4 of us there?

Before legendary fiesta:

The aftermath:

until next time folks....

2006-10-07T10:41:00.000-07:00

A few helpful pointers to all families

1. Do NOT stop a child from explaining their side of things in regards to an event that invloves them. Especially if you were not there to witness said event. This only encourages the child to be withdrawn and not raise their voice when it matters most.

2. Do NOT tell a child that they will end up in prison on drug charges when they are barely in the third grade. This will just make the child hate you for the idiot that you truly are. The child in question will also remember every insulting remark when you try to boast of their successes to others.

3. For the love of god, do NOT immediately take what a teacher says as gospel just because you're too lazy to interact with the child yourself. As much as teachers try to make it look as if they are innocent victims, they do push children in many ways (talking down to them, with holding books, physical attacks)

but then again, most parents dont know how to be parents and let the belt and curse words do it for them...fair enough...same way they'll hopefully end up living alone and relying on the aide of of the occasional social worker.

2006-09-25T20:01:00.000-07:00

Epidemic!!!

The scariest and most prevalent STI that's been sweeping the 242 for a while now, has got to be without a doubt PREGNANCY [cue bloodcurdling scream]. The thing is, i'm dead serious. Everyone and their mummy sportin' the prego look nowadays. I'm a big fan of sexual independence and i preach the scriptures of hedonism but come on folks, put some thought into it. If you are a girl and KNOW that you like to do the deed invest in a contraceptive that YOU can control..cause rubbers break and (even though AIDS flyin all over the place) dudes are still stupid enough to keep strokin and finish off inside of you.

Blah, i'm not a religous person at all and don't have the whole "babies are gifts from God" thing going on. For your average bahamian, they are reminders that your folks found a mutual attraction or mummy was sick for attention (bless their sad souls). So to stem this epidemic i propose the "S.L.U.T" test (Sexual Literacy or Understanding Test) to ensure that only those responsible enough to wield their swords, daggers, sword/dagger sheaths, sword/dagger ROOMS (cause we all know some can and DO hold more than one at a time) do so with enlightened minds.

That is all...

2006-09-25T20:00:00.000-07:00

The SIGNS!!!!

Ever since joining the ever growing amount of internet users back in '97 the messenger screen name has always played a vital role. It often dsiplayed one's feelings at the time, or even their favourite music artist. Personally I always aimed to make mine one of 3 possible things, either witty enough for people to comment, complex enough for people to comment, or just something that signified change. As you can see the point was to invoke thought within the reader.

Nowadays sign in names are anything but unique and original. You can log on and at any time will find that 85% of your list have sign in names declaring their undying love (while still teens) for their significant other, their outcries against cheating, and in my case more and more are advertising their love for their newborns. I think if a sociologist was to sit down and scan through screen names, they would have a more accurate make up of todays youth than straight out asking them.

I guess what i'm saying is that through somethign as simple as a messenger screen name we are becoming more of a outspoken people the likes of jamaica, dominica, etc instead of keeping things within a relatively closed circle. so in short...want to know the current trends? watch the damned sign in names...amen.

2006-09-25T19:59:00.001-07:00

Sickening

g'day folks!!! long time no write, during the last month or so of sitting on my bum...i realised that unless you are into the cramped up sweaty smoky sardine cans we call clubs in nassau, there isn't ANYTHING to do for fun. Well if you have a girl that's a different story altogether but this is me we're talking about...i would have a better chance of stealing a stick of butter from oprah when she was huge.

But the burning question is...why does nassau suck so much goat testicles? I think it may heavily be related to the fact that your average bahamian has no identity. In the bahamas there are 2 glaring influences, american materialism and a "supposed" jamaican mentality. i say supposed because i've met many different types of jamaicans and the ones that possess the same mentality as the uninspired idiot clones sicken me...the type of mentality that defines anyone who doesnt fit your mold as "not-cool".

I find it strange that bahamians don't care about their own culture and history until two weeks before independence day. well not strange, saddening...for the rest of the year you will hear "wha a gwan".."how it go"..and other random dancehall utterances and examples of jamaican culture but for those 2 weeks you will see more gold, black, and aquamarine than thought to be possible. A flash in the pan sense of national pride.

I think i'll end it here because i'm getting a headache just thinking about it, but the way i see it, bahamians who always complain when they see a haitian flag on a car or t-shirt...need to look inwards and ask themselves why is rocking an american flag or jamaican one the cool thing to do? but then again i've lost faith in this country to rise above it's current mental state.

2006-09-25T19:59:00.000-07:00

Am I A Drunkard?

I don't know what the deal is lately but it seems that everyone that matters to me; family, friends, family friends, seem to think that i drink in excess. i mean hell, to me drinking in excess is when you are already drunk out of your mind and doing stupid things. But me, when i drink...i'm calm, collective, and think about how the world screws me over on a daily basis.

But alas, this is the second time that someone (this time a group) has sat me down and lectured me on the perils of the bottle *cowers in fear*. The way i see it, if i drink too much...i throw up, wash my mouth out and get some sleep. no biggie.

But then again it could also stem from my deep seeded belief that my life is one cruel joke and that no matter what i do, people will hate me...but that's a completely different blog entry all together. *goes to write blog now*

So my question is, am i drunkard because i've become increasingly dependant on the bottle to relieve my boredom? Let a Poet know folks......

2006-09-25T19:57:00.000-07:00

My dominican baboon experience

yyyyyup, so it's been an unbearable 6+ months living with the baboonicus dominicus or the famed dominican baboon if you want to get down to it. After such a long period of time i can honestly say that this has got to be the most unevolved primate known to this bahamian. This specimen is known to leave it's outer wear, which can include but is not often limited to shirts, pants, socks, and boots scattered indiscriminatley throughout the living room area.

A prime example of the magnitude of filth that this filthy breed of baboon exhibits was the time that i went to visit a friend in her home town for the weekend. When i came back i could not help but be disgusted at the scene that laid before my eyes and was quick to display it! It turns out that our dear baboon friend was lying down in his cage/room and most likely heard it all, because when i came out of my room 2 hours later, all was taken care of....good baboon, here's your treat.

BUt alas, what saddens me more than the sheer grime that results whenever the baboon is around is the ignorance and utter stupidity that i am privy to witness. Apparently to this baboon, if you hang with someone of another race you are a traitor even though this particular baboon is off a mixed breed. poor confused baboon. It must be hard to be that stupid and still try to classify what is "real".