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2011 YEAR IN REVIEW

@ Molly-Rose. @Hitch Fan. @ Raccoon Society,
Hey Hitch Fan & Raccoon Society, Hey Molly-Rose :)
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I perused a quote about reason and faith, here, so just wanted to leave a quick insight. Times still ticking. So, get ready, like the countdown goes, remember get your dose of Caffeine and ample supply ready, time is here and now, handy keys to the DeLorean, ready, count it down .... 4,3... is seven,2,1... twenty-one go!
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Bringing in “reason” as a debatable perspective is an arbitrary moot inception of hanging on over a cliff after getting caught in suspended animation. In earnest, I’d rather crony up with a like-minded anarchist that befuddles the imposition-ers of faith is somehow equatable to ever be torn asunder by absence of reason as a supposed and dull exploitive of why not to have faith or presumes faith constraints reason. How tired and bored is that perspective, faith is sans reason, etcetera, as how tired and uninspired the word medley of “how tired and uninspired” is in a sentence. Truly, think, open-mindedly, if you are going to stand to incept reason into the mixture.
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Faith is not constraint of reason. Human expectations are the constraint of reason. When you expect an outcome, expecting defies the natural progression of reason and the possibilities of reason, cause and natural common-sense by reason. Esp if an expectation is only geared or rendered for a specific outcome that is meant to propagate a furnished idea – that is what constraints reason and undermines reason. Faith itself is not a constraint in and of itself.

Faith scrutinizes reason in the same manner that reason scrutinizes faith. Even if you are construing my comments in a sense of Biblical faith, (my own affections on Faith is, faith is faith, regardless of own individual’s personal sentiments) it should be applied to bare it as a pertinent truth of your conscience, if it is in tune with your own accordance of Faith. The insight is similar of a notion and passage Mat Devine shared in a previous entry, from the Bible in 1 Thessalonians “"Test all things and cling to that which is good." 1 Thes. 5:2
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The insight is, by mere contemplative states of the least of reality that is truly, utterly, ever known or knowable is dependent upon the realization those that follow the limited intelligence of humanity are no different or variable than those who believe in an infinite power or being. Except, that, the latter ones are not contained w/ limits of other people’s interpretations as to what the individual(s) believe or have faith in believing. In other words, of course, there is an open defiance of censorship. As the effect of censorship in many formulations is non-productive or progressive, plus attempts to suppress individuality and environmental compatibility and functionality. Individuals have an innate right and will, to believe / have faith in what sets their own life in accord with how they truly feel and be able to live according to a sound in-tact own conscience. The utopic is it ought to be a morally/ethically approach that is not projecting undue negative renderances into another person’s life. Give and take , choose battles, our world is further everyday from a utopia considering the majority has shunned itself to ignoring the dystopic qualties that are here right now and that media at large has veiled in elaborate dunce cap shrouding that dystopic societies are in the future although the dystopic future written about as Fiction is actually happening now. If you need hot lead dead giveaway tell-tale, read the Hunger Games. Reality shows and a corresponding match like Survivor and the way our governments handle it citizens and slowly revolve into revolutions is starkly illuminating in contrast to what science and governments would sooner have you believing recently. Citric awakening happens, just like heads up 7-up, goes round by round like kisses on the forehead of what you’re willing to fight for and go to battle.
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Morning tune ready for the day: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSkb0kDacjs
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Personally, I think, plus, prefer, to be limitless w/ willingly choosing to have faith in an infinite that harkens possibilities that exuberate all realities and endless potential for the greater good and bless those who are willing with talents that incorporate into their environments rather than something that devoids humanity of its own existence and destroying itself within by the contraptions of limiting itself like is so often seen and has already been duly established by the acts of science and people having a follow mentality to the state of science and scientists own propulsions of ideas and constructed basis’s that are feasibly assembled for mass production to the herd mentality that those of lower I.Q’s or sheer follow mentality will gobble up without having to test and proof it and prove that the theory itself or basis of scientific belief is sketchy. Esp taking into vantage perspective, equal opportunity intelligent licensures that can compute the information readily on-hand and disseminated to be shredded apart by the citizens sans academic luxury degrees handling inspecting statistics, quantities and exacts, in other words, the scientific misnomers blatantly compiled as derivations alleged to be fact sans exact intricate intra-acted ways of actually testing and provable.
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Thus this ///.... “"Faith is the surrender of the mind; it's the surrender of reason, it's the surrender of the only thing that makes us different from other mammals. It's our need to believe, and to surrender our skepticism and our reason, our yearning to discard that and put all our trust or faith in someone or something, that is the sinister thing to me." ~ Christopher Hitchen ...////
The quoted sentiment is also a mentality that ought be evenly distributed and thus applied to science in the same rigor of scrutiny; otherwise, science in a whole would be an easily reasonable standing on reason sham completely. People whom fully put their faith (be earnest and real, that that’s what is happening) into science, as a bunch of atheists often do blindly, are, again, as I wrote briefly to “Fellow Heathen” no different than the people they claim they are different from whom have faith including certain atheists that are attempting to devalue those individuals whom believe faith in God or deity/deities, et al. So, let’s prevent the ostracization by some ethos that eludes incorporating the fragility of the argument done towards only shunning the hypocrisy of its actions in statement, as is clear with the ///....“Of all the supposed virtues, faith must be the most overrated.”...//// bit of the quote. Anyone with a brain embedded permeating reason plus own foresight is able to tear it tinker tape red, pulling apart the fallibility of the application of exclusion. So, well, let’s say it for what it is, for those who may get a bit riled or bewildered by the notion that that Hitchens quote has to be able to stand soundly to its own accord and then some to win over anything in such a debatable topic of query. Which whoever posted it aka the person behind “Hitch Fan” left it to, what is surmised as an attempted permissive gainer for something it isn’t rather than be seen for what it is. It is what it is; so let it stand to be, and let it be what it is.

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So, what to do, what to do…carry a smile, just smile at all times, esp. smitten. :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKrbAUjBbvU&ob=av2e
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Charles Kingsley, said, ///....“And we shall be made truly wise if we be made content; content, too, not only with what we can understand, but content with what we do not understand—the habit of mind which theologians call—and rightly—faith in God.”...////
If you consider the application of – ///....“we shall be made truly wise if we be made content; content, too, not only with what we can understand, but content with what we do not understand”...//// – you would sooner or later come to deriving the conclusion, if you apply it to theologians that it would then need fairly be dispersed to be applied to scientists and science’s schematics, as well.
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Since, yes, a bunch did catch the flip-syde subtleties and am no longer so-so much M.I.A on-the-grid stats as prior (except at a backwards C//S, let those bones right ;) and sticking true and loyal to odes n’ codes Patrick Henry stylistic lovers “Give me Liberty or Give me death” stance of a prose writer and a bit of an unconventionalist, by art and its unconfined nature, I’d rather par up with movers and doers and standers, with the following quotes. As, this vantage scope of the playing field is where and why art comes into play and tests the grounds. Art endures. Art offers the companionship of the formidable connections of now, urgency and longevity. Legacy – such a regale atoning attenuation intonation inflection to the word while delivering an infliction to naysayers. Cruxly, appropos, regardless, if all there is, is this, every day, every time, I’d rather know within all is aligned in my soul anytime death knocks. Just, must gotta have something to share and faith upon for all those marvelous and wonder-filled death feats after-all. Nil sin Numine.
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Maybe humanities’ expectations need to be readjusted? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HO1OV5B_JDw
“Skepticism Is The Beginning Of Faith.” ~ Oscar Wilde
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///....“In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don't.”...//// ~ Blaise Pascal
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///....“I heard once of an American who so defined faith, "that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue." For one, I follow that man. He meant that WE SHALL HAVE AN OPEN MIND, AND NOT LET A LITTLE BIT OF TRUTH CHECK THE RUSH OF THE BIG TRUTH, like a small rock does a railway truck. WE GET THE SMALL TRUTH first. Good! We keep him, and we value him, BUT ALL THE SAME WE MUST NOT LET HIM THINK HIMSELF ALL THE TRUTH IN THE UNIVERSE.”...//// ~ Bram Stoker, Dracula
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///....“We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of the other...except through faith.”...////~ Stephen King
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///....“That in such righteousness /// To them by faith imputed they may find ///
Justification towards God, and peace /// Of conscience.”...//// ~ John Milton
Ciao.
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NL7, hi-5alive! on January 25, 2012 at 04:11 PM
2011 YEAR IN REVIEW

Mat I recently started my GCSEs and I'm stressing out so much. I've only had two exams so far and they were Maths and History. I have to resit my maths because I didn't get a C and I think I have failed my history exam.
I learned today that you have to get at least a C in Maths, English and Science to be able to get into sixth form and I started crying because I don't think I'll be able to get into sixth form now. But to be able to do what I want when I'm older I'll need to go.

Becky on January 24, 2012 at 03:59 PM
2011 YEAR IN REVIEW

Hey Mat! I think you might find this interesting.. Especially the lack of information we've gotten about ACTA.

http://anonops.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-you-need-to-know-about-acta.html

hanners on January 24, 2012 at 10:18 AM
20 QUESTIONS- Lightning Round PART II: My Breakup with Snooki, Marriage, Music, Public Puking and more...

Mat, what do you think a cure for shyness and when you can't say things right around people you like is ?

Valerie on January 21, 2012 at 01:15 AM
2011 YEAR IN REVIEW

Dear Mat,
I am 16 and I've been invited to my mum's best friend's birthday do in April. She's having it in a posh Hotel and Lodge in the countryside and it sounds great! It's strictly 18+ but I've been told I'm allowed to go which is great!
The catch? I have no idea what to wear. It's advised that girls wear address and, after prom, there is no chance in hell that I will be caught wearing a dress! It made me feel so uncomfortable. So, I need your advice. What should I wear? I don't exactly have a lot of money to spend and I don't want to go looking like someone I'm not. Have you any ideas? Oh, I forgot to mention, it's a masquerade so any thoughts on what type of mask I should go for? Thanks Mat, see you in March.

Hannah

Hannah on January 20, 2012 at 04:27 PM

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Tour Recap and Inane Babbling... Raccoon Style

Posted on July 27, 2009 at 05:03 AM

Reading: Everybody Was So Young (memoir of sara and gerard murphy)

Eating: mozzarella sticks and cole slaw

Drinking: Leonetti cellars merlot (thanks collin)

It's official. I’ve found the thugliest place in the known universe. A town where dreams come to die... even the smallest ones… it’s called Reno, Nevada, and it’s scarier than the Japanese version of The Ring. If I ever wanted to bury myself in an episode of grotesque self-loathing, this would be the perfect backdrop—so in that regard its almost… beautiful.

Postcards boast the slogan, “the biggest little city in the world”… but that’s a small typo. They meant to say, “here in Reno the vultures pick the eyes out of the living” or maybe “the shittiest little city full of big people in the world”. Everyone is gigantic and old and slow. I would say they’re like zombies, but zombies are fast as fuck and don’t wear pastels.

As I type this, in the lobby of my hotel/casino, decrepit monsters surround me...clutching oxygen tanks and praying to slot machines. The carpet looks and smells like it’s been ashed on for a hundred years, and then in like 1950 some janitor had the idea to wash it out using a mop dipped in blood and flies and refried beans.

I see an old asian woman staring into the fitness room with a childlike wonder in her eyes (what are those strange machines? Can I gamble on them?) and I’m getting the hardcore staredown from someone’s great-grandfather who looks like he just stepped out of Metallica’s Sandman video... and he’s the LEAST scary one here.

I think about Dante’s rings of hell, manson videos, and that disturbing book by kafka where that guy turned into a giant cockroach—and I realize… those are just fairy tales.. this right here. Right now. Reno. This is the REAL shit. the casino dwellers are missing their souls, I saw strippers missing teeth and I miss my mom. the set designers of Saw V could save a lot of money if they’d just check out my room at the Ramada.

somewhere

Tour has been going incredibly well. the drives have been long but the shows have been solid and the crowds have been electric.. met a ton of very devoted fans in every city…off stage there’s been some mischief..

Oklahoma city I drove with Jeremy Dawson in a tornado chasing van to a bar in the middle of an office building… overheard our crew playing a fun game: if you could get high with any 2 people who would it be? Gil’s answer: Dimebag Darryl and Einstein.

Watched a set of avant-garde monk metal in Kansas City that I really liked. --our guitar tech Wooter dosed on mushrooms and stuck Band-Aids all over one of my sneakers while I was sleeping.

I drank at a petting zoo in waterloo, IA, and found an archery range where I fired a compound bow.

in Grand Rapids i got yelled at for climbing up the highway wall… i read a quote that i liked: "Who breaks the thread, the one who pulls, the one who holds on?" -came up with another brilliant band name: The Butt Fox

so bold

finally got access at the Rave in Milwaukee to see their famously haunted swimming pool. stayed at a grand hotel called the Pfister and got a great bottle of Tre serre Piemonte Barbera from a cool fan… Found out that until 2006 western union were still sending telegraphs.. so mad that I never thought to send one to my grandma as a joke.

Oyster shooters at black sheep in Ashland Oregon on the way to Portland which was wonderful as always… Sake on the rooftop of The Nines hotel.. visited our fav bar in the country, Ground Control, where they’ve restored dozens of old 80’s video games.. I played Tron and 720.

another fan tat

In Seattle I invented a drink at Oddfellows. St. Germain and Hendricks gin with a splash of champagne and grapefruit juice. i called it The Mozzer since the smiths were on the stereo at the time. ate Beef tongue for the first time at Quinn’s. watched a huge midnight adult Dodgeball game

Santa rosa- wine country.. great crowd.. fights. discovered new fav word: Jejune. Found great quote by Plato: “Love is a serious mental disease.”

In LA got to drop by to watch Kat work.. which was honestly like watching jimi Hendrix play the guitar.. she’s a true master of her craft.. afterwards reconnected with matt skiba, and had great afterparty at Bardot... had amazing time w benji and new friends at Tropicana

Kat!

Las vegas --saw billboards for “$100 tooth extractions.” went to gun club—fired Tommie gun, sniper rifle (Remington) and pistol (1911) loved spending time with our old friend Tomo from 30 Seconds to Mars.. dinner at the Foundation Room—this was my view

Reminder to self: form conceptual death metal band named John Voight

Form a low-bit no-fi math rock project called Poison Sumac

some more random pics from my Blackberry:

king of the obvious

cutest thing ever

antiquated prank

Dommin looking guilty

fan hip tat

leg tat

collar tat

wooter attacking me with a chair.. see my left foot up in defense

scottish novelty hat backwards so party is in front, business in back

skybar in cali... if he's napping here, then who's out doing the date raping?

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Hello From Tour. Papa Raccoon's Departure From Chicago and Reality

Posted on July 15, 2009 at 03:39 AM

Listening to : unknown legend by neil young, scream by A7X, the last 2 minutes of Glósóli by Sigur Ros over and over.

Netflix: Tesla Master of Lightning, Shootout Season 1 discs 1-3

Drinking: Piemonte Barbera and Layer Cake Shiraz

Eating: omega 3’s like a ninja

Twitter. I just. don’t. get it. You’re eating a bagel and renting DVD’s? you’re hungover? You’re taking your cat to the vet? That’s great! truly! But WHO could POSSIBLY give a shit? Someone tell me! Honestly, I have like 4 best friends in the world, and I don’t give a fuck what they do during the day. We are drowning in a cult of such retarded vanity that old self-absorbed prima donnas like myself are starting to feel… almost like.. regular.

One thing I do appreciate about Twitter tho is its brevity. So in that spirit, today’s blog will recap my last week in that sporadic entropic postmodern twit town style.

Saw this sign by my hotel elevator in Milwaukee. like, in case of fire, be sure to creep very quietly down the stairs.

Applied for the Chicago Croquet Club. I will be only member under 55.

Ultimate post-KH life goal: I just want an island. A tiny tiny island.

Invention: a small personal hammock that attaches underneath 18wheeler trucks. Just wait in the bushes at a red light, sprint out, hook up and travel the country for free with your ass just inches above the highway. This is a recession, people. Time to get creative.

Woke up feeling mad at my parents that they never sent me to Institut Le Rosey in Switzerland when I was a child. Their students wear these classic white blazers with emblems and have formal dinners and they sword fight and row and speak French and sail and….what the FUCK were my parents thinking??? how could someone possibly be expected to roam comfortably with the cultured class without... I mean, i didn’t even get to go to sleepaway camp. They were like, “mat, go play in the woods. Holler if you get impaled or something.” Fuck. I want a life Do Over.

photo shoot with tyler shields for album cover.

Updating my bucket list: Places to go: Istanbul, St. Barts, Puglia, Italy, Jose’ Ignacio, Uraguay, Morocco, Goa, Greek Islands, Brazil, The Dalmation Coast.

I know it’s been years but every time I hear the words, 'Governor’ and ‘Schwarzenegger' together, in a row, I just smile and die inside a little at the same time.

Had a horrible dream that pete wentz was trying to kill me. It was so frustrating. I was like “this sucks! Why are you trying to kill me?? Let’s just hang out!”

Sat on my balcony. made friends w a fly for a sec. Anthropomorphisized him. Little spritely personality, an accent, the whole bit.

Walked for hours downtown at night with the advance of our new album in headphones. Epic. Wondrous. This is the prize. This is the reward.

Left on 30-date tour with Lacuna Coil.

New potential song titles written on my arm; Alcoholica, and Blood Diamonds Are Forever

-been wearing the same sleeveless Smiths Meat is Murder shirt for 3 days now. Afro is insane so I tried the headband technique- just ended up looking like I'm from Galilee or some hot shitty place where people slaughter lambs.

Found a note reminding myself to research Marchesa Luisa Casati- a marvelously eccentric Italian woman known for walking naked down the streets of Venice with her 2 pet cheetahs on diamond leashes. This was in 1920. Where are the interesting people now?

Drinking in a petting zoo… every 5 min this goat says "Bahhh" and it sounds just like "maaattt". Too weird. Can’t stay here.

then Eyore tried to eat my Blackberry

My label president got swine flu, so I've promised to order pork whenever I can, in the spirit of vengeance.

Recently very fascinated by owls- need to own one. A huge one. No wait…a really small one. They are so alien.

Played show in Iowa and I already miss civilization. Met a guy named Big Meat. Your name’s Big Meat? Ok I’m completely homesick now.

Bathroom at a truckstop in Minnesota. There are two types of men in this world. men who carry knives into the shitter, and guys like me who don’t. some bumpkin was compelled to carve ‘crazy train’ and ‘brain washed retards’ into the paper dispenser. I guess we are all god’s children.

Finishing up all album art by tomorrow’s deadline. Adderall helping.

New concept for band photo. Band members tied to posts. firing squad of models firing arrows from bows instead of rifles - vintage white suits with black KH armbands.

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