~Let's Swim to the Moon~

My dreams are so big, they can't be even expressed without my incredibly furry alligator wantin a bitin~

alright, enough poodlin~ ya know, there's this sweet, sweet gal... she lives out in Show Low... she takes care of her grandparents all the time because her parents are in a feud with em... man, she's such a diamond... she's so damn amazing...

Every time we talk, it's like, everything is perfect.  It's crazy... I don't know... I just... I really love this gal... she's so beautiful, sweet, and innocent and at the same time, she's rough, and adventurous, and happy-go-lucky~ personified~ definitely...

Man, she's been there throughout these past couple years as I've done crazy shit, ya know... I mean that says something doesn't it..? =) God... Mary Elizabeth Gore... man, I don't know, she just... might be the answer to all my love questions lol.  She's got a perfect score so far... that's for sure... and even if she has some negative component- one thing I've learned is that true love flows regardless of, say, any sewage, or plumbing issues, or anything that might leak ya know (metaphorically speakin)... it keeps on goin on... just like our friendship has been relentless and yet, at the same time, so composed, and careful, compassionate and tender... she really is a great gal... I hope I can work hard enough that I can get a good grade in all my classes and get all the financial aid I should have got, this next semester... I want to go out to show low, and pick her up and take her back to some place that's so good, and healthy, and happy... I'll nurture that baby girl til she can't stand my affection any more ^_^

Man... gosh.... I really love her, like I've never loved anyone else...

I'm gonna start off pretty rough here...

There was this gal in my life, and she was... welll imagine the impact a shooting star has on ur little moon when it comes shooting past man... idk.. all I gota say is.. apparently... I really hurt her... and I had NO clue... she didn't lead on at all...  And I feel so bad because she's such a genuinely pure, beautiful, awesome cat... but then again there is a dark side of the moon... she has treated me so cold and inhumanely disgusting... honest to God, I don't know why I go through the effort.

I have such a sweet gal that wants to be my girlfriend/ wife... soulmate... everything! she lives out in Show Low... I just have to have a income and a place to live, and I can pick her up and we can live together... and honestly I think if we do, God it will be so harmonious...

Mr Green, in the conservatory, with the bong

Alright I'm gonna say something that might sound kinda crazy...

It seems that weed always resurfaces in my life, like it wants me...

Today I went to the store to buy a drink, a 40oz of beer, and I figured I would buy it and play on the laptop all night and just chill out... i even offered to buy this homeless guy a drink... I don't know. for some reason, my card would not work at the register, as debit or credit...

I hitched a ride with some dude that wanted some weed, and I showed him the area where this weed dealer lives and shit, and he dropped me off by the college, where i scrambled up to find... that my account is positive over three hundred dollars, so... i don't know what the fuck happened at albertsons man...

man, all I wanted was to get drunk and maybe get some other cats drunk/happy too... but it's like God diverted me specifically to this pothead... i don't know... i believe in some funky shit, i guess. But that seems to me to be legit...

I don't know though... I'm doing great without weed in my life.  I really don't feel like going out of my way to get it ya know. it's just not worth it...

The light side of the force

I'm catching up really well on my homework... I still have a crap ton to do- A couple essays for Sociology due by tonight, after my water cardio class I guess, and then by tomorrow night I have to have my Accounting problems done... those'll take me a couple hours after Bio tomorrow to complete.

God, I just gotta say, I love women right now. I just love the way their breasts are shaped, the way their hips curve, their tight perky asses and the mysterious creases of their crotch that just draw my gaze and make it difficult for me to walk anywhere without poking someone's eye out... I could stare at some chicks all DAY, I swear... I don't know what it is, I've been so fucking horny lately, it's fucking crazy... I've been out dancing the past couple weekends and even though I was like John Travolta out there, with everyone just like watching me and nodding and cheering and shit, I still couldn't get any action... I don't know what it is, I just ain't good at picking up chicks. I'm either too forward, or not forward enough... I got no subtlety, I guess.

I miss being with my exes, having steady sex and shit... just not having to worry about it, I mean that was such a big advantage for me... just knowing I could hook up with them at any time and have a real good fucking, shamelessly enjoyable time, for both of us- it was nice. Sometimes I'd treat them extra good and give them lots of attention, sotospeak, and other times I would bluntly (al beit shyly) ask for the same in return... it was good shit though, ya know. The best was when I was living with my ex, Amanda, in our apartment. We had such good sex, God... I'd come home from work and get naked with her and just lay in bed while she got on the computer or watched me play Castlevania, or we'd play something together... that was the best man.

Things were going good with this Emma bitch too, although there was this kind of space between us that we never seemed to fill.  It was like we were each holding back something, I guess... but we had alright sex... We both could've probly worked on our oral game a little, but it was really intimate and fuckin sexy...

Me and Amanda were pretty tight, though. (Well she wasn't as tight as Emma but... OHHH xD how scandalous, I know I shouldn't post that kinda shit but... alas... truth is truth. It's my blog, go fuck urself) but seriously, me and Amanda were SO tight, that shit was great.  Just the way our eyes would meet, hell even when we weren't having sex, it was still just so intense and pure, meeting her gaze... I felt like I saw everything about her and just loved it, every time I looked into those eyes... and what's nicer is that i honestly felt like she was looking back at me and feeling the same way.... guess I was wrong though.

Well I gotta get to this water aerobics class. Time to hang out with some old freakin ladies n shit... hope there's some babes....  garrrrr well I'm going out with this awesome gal in Show Low right now, I really should keep my shit in check.  More about that later.... yeah, I'ma blog righteously bout that tonight.

She lives on love street, lingers long on Alder

It's terrible, that you can give your heart to someone and have them reject it, as if they had seen the whole package deal and just said 'nah, you're shitty, i could do better...'

I guess it's how fat chicks feel when they get rejected solely on their weight.  They are usually beautiful peoples, man, but it's just a bummer. They either do two things-  lose weight, for whatever reason, or stay the way they are, and find someone who accepts them for it.  I guess in the end, it boils down to whether YOU are happy with who you are... are you content being a fatso? If so, more power to ya man! If not, then, Godspeed in your endeavors~ anything is possible especially now in this day and age.

We can do whatever we want in this life... I guess I should take it as a great sign, of things to come-! That I should find someone who sees me plainly and clearly and rejects me, yeah, then I should find someone who does just the opposite- not the reciprocal; I want my partner... well I guess it doesn't matter whether they see me in disillusion or not... that's their own journey... if I can be there with them, and continue on forward with them, then, hey that's righteous~ hopefully we can astrive to better clarify ourselves, together- our sight as we relate observances by squinting into the light of God's breaking dawn, so-to-speak...

Honestly, she gave pretty crappy head, though I was willing to instruct her further in the art of fellatio~ as I was a willing student in the object of her beautiful, warm, sweet and tight nectar-succulating clitoral veneration~

Aye, to give so much, yet be rejected so cleanly and precisely... hopefully the inverse, as I said before, is eminent.

I love her still... I truly do.  But she does not know what love is, nor how to love... it is a source of my great pain that I should allow her to slip through my grasp without emboldening her, solidifying the principles of my, nay, the universe's love in perpetuity~

For what are we but an edifice in the choral reef of love on the side of the colossal oceanic cliff between the known and the unknown~

The Day After... Dark World... Searching For Friends...

It's amazing how temporal all things are...

I'm ashamed to say it, but I am so damn lonely... I feel like nothing- no amount of social acceptance or status, or intimacy with any one will ever satisfy this void, this hunger for closeness that perpetuates beyond all relapses of love and comfort.

Yet I must persist... with such a gaping open wound, I must continue forward.  How I do so is the bent of my nature, my character, my rulebook of life, or whatever.

God, the nights are cold here.  I'm definitely doing my laundry tomorrow.  Washing all my clothes, so they're nice and warm. The trouble is getting it to and from my bush without people noticing... garrr, people, man.

Luckily the people of Prescott have been incredibly kind and genuine. I find an innate warmth here that has been lacking in the ghost of the world I lived in before...

Fear escapes through the window
Like the sands pulled back into sea
Latching onto what is precious
Closely held, I think, it's me

For if I am an ocean
Then drifting, all my sailors be,
For no shore is found on any side
Nor no tempest wreaks through me
Still and placid I am always
Such a torture it must be
For those who boldly, barely sail
Like mice running round through endless hallways
Nothing new, to no avail

Man even my poetry is lame... well...

I used to have friends.  My friends kinda pissed me off but at least they wanted to be around me.  Now, I have no one that wants to be around me... Everyone's doing their own thing.  I wonder about those cats sometimes... but it's not like they've ever gone out of their way to reconnect with me. They don't care about me, as much as I don't care about them. I'm sure they all think of me, too, sometimes... Maybe we're just waiting for the right time, when it's easy, and seems right to reconnect.

I want to say that a Warrior makes his own will- that I can GET these friends back, if I want.

Aye, it seems I can't decide whether to use them as a stepping stone to new friends, or keep them and love them as they are... But why would I want friends that never made a single effort to get back in touch with me? I've tried several times to reconnect, honestly. I remember trying to call Lucas, going to his house, and waiting for hours... I did that a couple times... Dylan, Nick, I tried to get a hold of on Facebook.

It's always been my principle belief that you have all the tools you need right here- God provides all we need for any dream or endeavor.

Good God, it's freakin cold tonight... definitely below freezing, or right around there... I have plenty of food and water so I can endure through the night should I so desire...

Hell... I was supposed to do homework. But honestly, homework can wait til daylight lol when it's not below FREEZING xD

*sigh* wish I had stopped by my bush and grabbed my whiskey.  That'd warm me up...

Though I don't think any outside warmth can warm up this void, cold inside me... by the time it did I'd be burned away lol. 

Yeah this is some angsty shit. Ahh well...

It was so good dancing tonight... man.  I'm like a friggin celebrity at the bars...

I don't know... might go to my little burrow, just to get warm. Wish the school was open... I could use a hot shower right now... aye, that'd be nice...

I suppose if I really wanted to I could get a motel room for the night but it's such a waste of money.

Alright, I'm done ramblin... I send my love, as always... God bless~

Like a bat out of hell

I know I post a lot of angsty stuff but honestly... ahh... it is so good to be alive... it is so damn good, to be going through this amazing time, with these wonderful people, on this mysterious world, in this inescapibly magical, titanic universe... To listen to the sweet soothing sounds of the mandolin, or acoustic guitar, or banjo, or whatever instrument floats your poodle, to be able to breath the clear air of the spring's... yeah~

I don't know- I'm downloading some music right now.  Final Fantasy/ Chrono stuff... I got an 8gig SD Card on my phone, man! Shiiiiiiit that's so much music. I was having trouble fillin up like 2 gigs lol! And there's cats out there who want like terrabytes and whatnot! Crazy!

Man, things are going so good right now... I just have to keep focused on my schoolwork despite all the distractions and whatnot.

Have to get some new socks, for sure. God, all my socks are freakin NASTY. It might actually be cheaper just to buy a bundle pack of new ones here and there instead of worryin about washing them. Though, I do have to do my laundry sometime... hmm.

Things are going good- just beat the shit out of this biology exam! I nailed it =) Pretty sure I did awesome on it... now I don't have class til Tuesday, just have homework, and a whole shit ton of money lol.

Life is good, I mean it- even if someone were to take all that I had I right now and beat me up, I'd still be pretty content.  I'm so glad I'm going to school and putting the right step forward, finally... God, it feels like the light of Heaven is shining from behind me, warming my back as I move onward...

OR MAYBE ITS THE FLAMES OF THE GATES OF HEEEEEEELL YEAH~

>_> It could be either... that's largely up to you.

NEVER MORE

So today I did a lot of stuff... well, I mean if progress on the story of Final Fantasy 6 can be considered progress, then yeah, I did alot.   But the thing is, I'm playing this game like i've never played it before... I guess when you're an adult you pick up on more things, ya know. It just blows my freakin mind that they took the tiny cartridges of whateer they had, these SNES cartridges and made such a beautiful, compelling piece... it's like imagine if Les Miserables was filmed in black and white and no sound, but you still revel in the glory, because for the limited instruments they make use of such close, endearing portraits of the human soul...  Idk, I just definitely have a newfound respect for that game, that's for sure.

I gotta roll, the library's gonna be closing in like a couple minutes. 

Things ARE looking optimistic (it's not just Yasunori Mitsuda's compositions uplifting me)

...oh yeah I downloaded a bunch of Chrono Cross music. Wish WISH WISH I had more time to download more! geeeeeeeeeze. I don't know, might be good to just go out and hit the road anyways.

Got a hundred bucks in my pocket, and seven times that coming any day now.

...don't worry, I'm not dancing at the bars this weekend.... not unless i get some new shoes n a motel room for the night. mmmm can't wait to go out dancin, though.... shit! I have so much fun! ^_^ shame more dudes hit on me than chicks, though. I guess the women are intimidated... or maybe I'm supposed to make a move on them, idk.  I'll do what feels right. I don't want no wussy chick, I want someone who can match me on the floor hahahah ^_^ maybe i'll meet her this weekend~!

*cries the raven*

NEVERMORE NEVER MORE

My Wild Love Went Ridin

I swear, you have to be the most foul creature in existence, to just cut someone who pledges their undying love for you, out of your life. Jesus fuckin christ... i guess this is how my mom probably feels... i mean, this bitch is sitting like less than ten feet away from me. she knows i'm here. she just acts like what we shared and everything we did, didn't happen... LIKE WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF DISGUSTING ASS CREATURE ARE YOU, you heartless, inhuman piece of fuckin shit! God, to think that I actually had love for such a fuckin disgusting creature... I hate love sometimes. you can't put it away, you can't diminish it, you cant ignore it...

then again, i guess if you're THIS bitch sitting approximately ten feet away from me all smug as fuck like she's the princess of the fuckin world or some shit, with some all-seeing eye (so fuckin full of herself, the piece of shit) then i guess you CAN put your love away. I swear to God, sometimes I feel like the only human being in a world of fuckin shadows and demons. you all fuckin sicken me.  I fuckin hate every fuckin one of you little shits, you unfeeling, unyearning, lazy pieces of shit that stink up this hellhole and fester around my existence like maggots on an open wound smeared in feces.

and go figure, the nicest fuckin gal in the universe is waiting for me to sweep her off her feet, in Show Low, and I don't have the fuckin drive, or the money, or the balls to do it. I'm scared of hurting this beautiful girl, putting her near something as ugly and fucked up as me... cuz that's what I must be, that's the way these fuckin women treat me, is like i'm a piece of fuckin shit...

yeah i know. it's all so obvious. maybe if i didn't feel like yall were such pieces of shit, yall wouldn't think of me as a piece of shit. well i don't know which came first, the chicken or the egg. but either case, i shoulda ordered the Mongolian Beef.

well, i'm gonna go get some rest. get some sleep in the gentle reverbs of the daytime... while it's still a little warm. I'm fuckin hungry, I have no money cuz my god damn student loans didn't come in like they said they would.

I swear to God, the linearity of this universe is just staggering to me... I see so many patterns in the world around me, like ever-expanding ripples that turn to waves before me... I feel like the only surfer of these cosmic tides, sometimes... like my friends are all on the beach, and I'm the only one with the grit and balls to go out and catch the surf, ya know. I can't just chill on the beach man, I really can't... it's nice to go back every now and then and see you, but God, I feel that pull to swim out... catch the big one...

Well the good thing about having nothing is being humbled... that's for sure. I'm sure I can find some way to capitalize on the heartache this emotionless witch put me through...

and thus the waves doth rumble forth... and i hold my breath and clutch my board... with a smile ^_~m

(or maybe a cheeky grin would be more accurate)

xD

Much love, one love~ true peace, one dream~

It was the summer of love

And I thank the stars above because this woman took her loving over me...

No, we didn't sell any mushroom tea, ecstacy, heroin or pcp (DMT may have been exchanged in small adrenal quantities however).

Look, pooint is, i'm sitting less than ten feet away from a girl that I shared my bed, my hearts, n soul with less than two weeks ago... two LOOOOOOOOONG weeks.  Amazing how time just seems to go slow as a black hole when you're coming out of a relationship.... how can she be so cold... so callous? How can my other ex, Walter/Amanda, be so cold, and callous? Jesus, I feel like I'm the only one with real emotions here... has everyone else just cut themselves off from their feelings... is that the society we astrive for? I will never conform to such didactic dissonance of the love of God.

There's a new son in town... takes a whole barrel of water, just to cool him down...

Yeah I've been living homeless in Prescott, Arizona for the past week.  It's been a blast, to be honest... I've been getting the sleep I need, and all the food.  I just... man it hurt me so much when that girl just.... seriously, what the fuck? I've been a drug addict for 7 years, yet I can honestly say I'm more sound, spiritually and emotionally, than any of these bitches I've dated. I know what I want and I know what I have to give, and when I give my love to someone I don't chop it off, or decide I'm done with it, EVER.

Somehow, that same thing happens to me all the time.  I can't seem to find the right vibe, the right attitude, the right wave, ya know.  I've been surfin for so long, like Kelly Slater man... and honestly I'm not content with just saying some dumb quib like 'ya gotta take it one wave at a time, appreciate each wave, etc'. That ain't enough for me, it never is. I guess that human beings are bound to push forward, to expand their limits, no matter what.  We do it at an incredibly small rate, usually... I feel like I expanded my outer limits way too far, too fast... I'm all over the place, ya know lol.

It's ok though... no matter what I go through, see or do, I will promise you, children of God, Hana no Suta~ to strive ever more for that feeling of ultimate love~

The reason of all reasons

I've always had a problem.  Yeah, talk about being able to relate to someone, eh? Yeah, we all have friggin problems dont we. We either have a problem, or we have an answer. Or we can be like Buddhists, and say 'we have neither and in doing so are harmonious'. But most of us could use a little chicken or teriyaki sauce with our ramen noodles, rather than let it boil by itself all day on the burner.

I've got this problem right now... no, it ain't drugs... yes, it's fuckin, women. Hahah not fuckin women- actually I am pretty good at that; it's just women in general.  Or rather- trying to get a partner in my life.

Oh and yes, I've tried the gay route, and you know what-? Most guys aren't stunning enough for me to consider over a woman. For some reason, I just love the idea of holding a woman close, with her breasts squeezed tight against my chest... or nudging gently as I thrust my tongue between her lips and dart around like I'm gonna rent the place and I'm cleaning the baseboards at the last minute lol. Oh, and then afterwards i usually kiss her. OHHHH if you don't get that, it's cool, you just haven't had good sex.

One thing I love about sex is how everyone is unique- we all generally like the same shit but the specifics are oh-so important.

I guess it's the same as with everything else, eh.

>_>

You can either find beauty in the world around you, or darkness.  Honestly I don't think any of us ever get true control over that seemingly simple prospect; no one in this world can ultimately say they are in control of the vibrations of the world around them, for they would be Godlike in nature. In order to be aware of the surrounding emanations, in all its perplexity, we would have to be formless awareness, similar to a meditative state, minus the husk of a human form. So, aye, in order to attain that which we, as men, strive to attain our whole lives (oneness, inner peace, contentness, happiness, 'real love' etc) we would have to sacrifice our humanity, in the process! So, don't worry, people- if you haven't found happiness- it's not your fault; it is the very nature of man, as a contained, encapsulated pocket of awareness, to be aware of 90% of the world around him... and that nagging 10% (well sometimes this percentage fluctuates marginally, though it seems drastic to us at the time) well that nagging 10% that we just can't catch a glimpse of- it's a product of our own momentum. So don't worry... You'll get it when you die, bro. Til then, enjoy the ride.

**note- the 90% estimation is most likely less than half suggested percentage... but it's nice to be optimistic eh.

I don't wanna be alone anymore

I was checking you out- I was just making sure~
~~~Meanwhile, in downtown Prescott....

Out in the streets, I'm stalking the night...
Something there, I can believe in.

Ozzy... you know what's up.

Yeah random crap, I know.

I just... sometimes, you can appreciate something just for being what it is, ya know...

There's a lot less oxygen down here than in Flagstaff, that's for sure. You get less out of your breaths... I don't know if I mean that literally or metaphorically...

For Shame...

So, some very interesting developments in the life of Charles Motowski...

I got kicked out of my house, because apparently giving kids candy and being a cool older brother isn't acceptable, especially when the mom is a menopausal psychobitch. 

I haven't eaten well for days... been getting good sleep but I'm still... so tired... I just wanna lay down somewhere and nap... maybe I'll go to the park and lay down... sleep during the day and stay up at night to stay warm... stay alive... I'm really beat... man.

I got some money, enough to hold me over til my final loans disburse. My body is aching, though... probably wants a good meal...

I've been unappreciative... I know... I've taken so much for granted... I took a beautiful girl for granted and now she wants nothing to do with me... I'm sorry Emma... I will always love you... as I will always love so many others... Yet no love is the same; all loves are unique...

I just feel terrible. I've been drunk way too much lately... that's how all this happened. Taking things for granted, and indulging in excess... it's no good.

Man I'm so tired.  And my parents are going through a divorce right now, and my ma is living on her own in an apartment. It's all costing my dad a lot of money, too, so I really can't go to him for help right now. God... God, please let me just get some good sleep tonight, undisturbed... God, I hope it doesn't rain.

Broccoli is the shit.... So.

Check it out. It's Charles Motowski! Writing to ya from his crappy old laptop that Tracy Moffit gave to him, because she felt so bad borrowing 500 bucks from him. Yeah, yeah, rappin and a-crappin and a freeeeeestyling nigga beeeee.... it's up to me, don't you see, you can't be ordinary enough, truly, it's a sin-
and let us begin, by making up for this minute equation (let's refrain) from doin things that seem illogical... all that shit- seems so improbable.  But that's an under-handed equation from the left-side of my brain... keep me insane, keep me high on this game I play without you.

Don't need to be nice
You never take my advice
I never doubt you

Won't make the same mistake
Not twice; no pulled e-brake
It was a route you

Had to misplace
Before you found out, this race
Was all about you.

But there are lyrics that my body can't define
As I hold you, it's not enough, to be close- entwined...
I wish only that this way could be as spiritual
As it seems to be so physical, adhere it- you'll
Be with this, full

~

Can you tell me, what it means to be loved?
What it means to be the motion of the ocean
That the partner you choose, to be close enough

Can you tell me, what it means to have it all
To never fear, to give away
To have it all, with what you say
To have an ocean, at your call

Can you tell me, what it means to be a man?
If all you are is this began?
If you don't know what starts it up
Can I trust you to be enough?

Can you be, to me, just what you please
Just what you are, with out dis-ease
I will accept you, as you are
Like oceans, motions, worlds apart...

~~~~~~~~~~~

so you wanna hear the story

Well, let me tell you this...

One evening, I was lookin over at this cute girl to the left of me, as I was workin on my homework at the library... and she never made contact with my eyes, no matter how much I stared at her and looked at her! It was unbelievable! Never in my life had I had someone who so ignored me... I should've realized then and there- that, that was gonna be the rippling effervescence of our relationship.

I slipped her a note, with my name, contact info (email, phone number, name, etc.) and I waited to see her response, before dipping out of the library... she looked at me and I smiled and turned away... thinking that if anything, she would report me to the campus police or some bullshit lol.

Well she got ahold of me through email. And through that, we actually ended up meeting... and what do you know, we really had a thing goin! Geeze... she was so cool, ebullient and outgoing! I really liked this gal...

We shared so much, in bed and in secret.... and honestly, it came as so much of a shock to me, when she told me... that she was better off without me...

...I had never felt such pain, as I had then... or, rather, no one had ever stabbed me in such a way, in such a precisely painful, cold, and harrowing manner... aye, it was not my worst pain, but... in a way, it really was...

I don't know. I just don't know... I just... had to put this out there... God, it hurts so much...

I got dumped today...

ahhh well. she gave bad head, anyways.

Christian Firefighter

For mine poetry art a noble profit-
LAUGH
I
like Tracy Moffit.

It seems...

mosho rigem durrem dow... black fawl adideo~ there's whiskey in the jar~ 



how do you say, i love you,
without it being too bold..?
how can you give your heart to someone,
without asking for that same old~

whiskey in the jar... good shit man.

WHEN U CAN AFFORD IT!

God, isn't it a tragedy that we have to pay just to get ourselves a little farther away from this dreadful reality? I'm talkin about alcoholism man, and if the boot fits~
(knee-grows kneed knott apply)
xD

Also born a poor black child
til the white man came on me
and made my skin white-
that's history~

so, I guess this gal that I'm dating is the real deal.  But even so, things still feel really awkward between us... like we're not really getting a good glimpse at the other person~

well, i guess it just feels that way, because it's all subjective to our past experiences and whatnot...

In both my previous relationships, both women had this common ground....

AND THATS A TALE FOR A NUTHER TIME!

i feed the local flaura and flauna .... err yeah...

lol..

I been ballin that jack-steel hammer while my~
i think these kids these days took  their Elders idea of 'ballin' waaaaaay too far man.

xD

yeah, great scientific breakth
cracking your bones is like a...

honestly... meditation.... yess.....