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Book Of The Dead
2003-02-24 00:05:59 (UTC)

Heart Shaped Hole

Sometime during the months leading up to the recording
sessions for Nirvana's last album, Kurt Cobain wrote a song
titled "I hate my self and I want to die" It was a prhase
he used a lot at the time - ever since the bands Australian
tournin the winter of 92 - as a back handed responce to
people who kept asking him how he was doing. Cobain thaught
it was so funny he wanted it to be the tital of the whole
album. "Nothing more then a joke" Cobain said of the song,
grinning through a thick haze of cigarette smoke as we
talked in a hotel room the prior fall. "I'm thaught of as
this PISSY ASS, COMPLAINING, FREAKED-OUT SCHIZOPHERNIC who
wants to kill himself all the time 'He isn't satisfied with
anything' and I thaught it was a funny tital"

It now appears there is more truth in that song then Kurt
Cobain Ever admited. Or is there, in the wake of Kurt
Cobain's trajic suicide, his Nirvana song books ring long
and loud with the clamor of the dark prohphicy... "you
can't fire me cause I quit"- scentless
apprentice "everythin is all my fault/I'll take all the
blame/married, burried" - All Appologies
- Cobain - by the editors of The Rolling Stone (Heart
Shaped Noise)

So begins my entry, reflect carefully apon the words above,
and lets think about the deciced for a momment, Kurt
Cobain, and Vincent Van Gough. These are my two best
examples. Both wonderfull creative minds of their time,
both died by their own hand. Can we examine why? (article a)
Well when Cobain was 8 years old his parrents got divorced
and from that point on his life was secrative, sheltered.
He had seemd withdrawn and quiet. At the age of 18 he
fished out some of his fathers guns from the bottem of the
Wishka River, and pawned them so he could get his first
guitar. (Article B) Through out Vincent Van Gough's life he
struggled as an artist. His art and thaughts ritaculed by
his peirs, and fellow artists, driving to him to the point
of insanity (causeing him to cut off his ear) then
eventualy killing himself.
Albert Einstien, in the time of his studies at Oxford,
roamed throughout the campus in his boxer shorts, sevral
accounts clam Einstien as being Odd and Excentric.

Great minds are all alike, they opprate on a diffrent level
from the rest of the world, and if they didn't NONE of us
would have some of the most brilliant inventions and art
works that make our life beautifull. So why the fuck do
people judge and rittacule such brilliant minds??
Jellousicy I would imagen, the fact that they aren't that
smart. This is a true phinominon, when people feen inferior
what do they do, they pick on or tease the person who makes
them feel that way, so they feel bigger and better. Well
let me tell all you fuckin ass holes whats up the thinking
kind are B.T.Y. and their ain't shit you can do about it.

Artists, and great minds should be free to express
themselves however they want. With out dick heads who don't
understand their genious, drying them out all the time.

Point is folks, people don't understand us, and we DIE
because of it, so don't be a dick.




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