I have very frequently expressed that I look up, very
much, to Ozzy Osbourne, because of the fact that I
feel he was "deliberately misunderstood." I believe
that it is endlessly interesting how I perceive the
"Price of Darkness" to have "seen the light." Ozzy’s
first album, "Blizzard of Oz" is an absolute
masterpiece, in my opinion. If you ask me, all answers
to religious questions can be found in the lyrics to
the song "I Don’t Know," from that very album. The
insight of Ozzy Osbourne is immeasurable, the way I
see it. I, also, strive to be misunderstood.
I have been on a spiritual mission and, gradually,
have come to realize that I have a deeper agenda in
this life than to make people giggle at my random acts
of silliness, such as breaking bones and shoving
things up my butt. There is more to me than the act of
scrotum-stapling. Believe it or not, the only "A" I
got during my brief stint as a student at University
of Miami was in Philosophy. The Greek philosophers,
Plato, Aristotle, and Socrates, all predated the birth
of Jesus Christ by over five hundred years and
established that matter does not exist (barring our
perception of it) and that we are all nothing more
than the imaginations of ourselves. With a proper
understanding of this reality, it is possible to
imagine dimensions beyond the three in which we feel
trapped. Before being committed to the "funny farm" I
only contemplated the 4th and 5th dimensions. My idea
of the 4th dimension was of a place where Time is not
linear and everyone is confronted by the actions of
themselves and everyone else-good and bad. In the 4th
dimension, I pictured every cheating wife/husband
joining in witnessing their infidelity with their
spouse, everyone bearing witness to every selfish act
ever committed and every selfless act as well. With
this in mind, I had pictured the 5th dimension to be
something of a "VIP room." It turns out that there is
no such thing as coincidence ("That is for damn
sure..." -NLR) and I came to this psychiatric ward to
find out (from fellow pescetarian, NLR) that "The
Agenda" is "deep." There are, actually, no less than
nine dimensions. Of course, I don’t want to get too
heavy with "dimension talk." For those of you that are
interested in hearing from entities that exist in
other dimension, I present you with the word:
"Pleiadians."
For those of you who want to hear a filthy rap song I
recorded with Big Regg after I forgot to teach him how
to juggle, here you go:
"The Gutter Lane"
http://www.ballbagmedia.com/mp3/GuttaLane.mp3Also, keep in mind, there is PLENTY more footage from
that day (when I woke up behind bars) and it includes
another awesome brush with the law that I still can’t
believe.
I Love You All,
Steve-O