Instant Karma Point

[SummerMorning]

Post Here And Make Your Karma Go Better!

... hook?

Okay. The story. After several recent events - namely a breakup followed by a new love followed by an unexplained series of accidents affecting my bodily integrity*, I've decided that I need a place to set things right ... where I can expose the evil vicissitudes of negative karma and the like.

And then I thought to myself ... maybe other people need something like that too! So, here it is: the Instant Karma Point. Just post your misfortune and it will go away. Or your money back.

*involving in order of appearance: an evil sea urchin, an evil bicycle and an evil pebble; directed by: funky bad karma

 

[Recidiva]

Karma can be bribed?

 

[SummerMorning]

The Evil Sea Urchin

... so there I was. Enjoying sea and sun and sun burn. But more to the point, I was enjoying a love-struck sea-syd holiday with my new love. And oh my droogs, may I tell you, it was indeed a lovely holiday. Of course my glasses were tinted a rosy hue, but lovely it was.

And then came the last day. And on that last day there came the Island. And on that Island there came the beach. The little-shingled, sparkle-watered, Italian-infested beach. And on that Beach there was a path, cleared and algea-free. And I walked upon that path, and I do tell you - it was a fine path. And finely did it lead between the rocks and into the salty sea.

And as we swam out, I struck my foot upon a rock. A sharp rock. I did not yell, I tell you, but I did decide to rest up and see if I was a-bleeding. So I took rest with my other foot upon a rock that turned out to be no such thing. Rather "home" a vile sea-urchin called it. And that self-same vile critter leapt upon my foot and embedded 7 painful spines in my foot (1 for each sin?).

Returning painful-like to shore I spied that I had a problem. A problem with anything involving ordinary perambulation.

All I had to help myself upon that isle was a swiss army knife, a 1L bottle of dark beer and rolling 'baccy. So while I took up sharp-blade knife to my soul, my girl did roll tobacco to calm my soul. And, oh my brothers, she was a treat. And, oh my friends, without her I would've surely wept on that forlorn urchin-fucked beach. But I did not. Thanks to her.

So, come on, some instant karma for my pain!

 

[Stella_Omega]

I am, for the first time in my life, on welfare.
And now I need to learn how to make money under the table- beccause I cannot make enough money yet to support my family without the aid, but I can easily make enough money to disqualify myself from the aid.

 

[Recidiva]

You've only sinned seven times?

 

[SummerMorning]

Karma can be bribed?

In this whoreslut universe? She can be not just bribed, she can be bent over backwards and shagged silly.

 

[SummerMorning]

You've only sinned seven times?

All those sins were deadly.

 

[Recidiva]

In this whoreslut universe? She can be not just bribed, she can be bent over backwards and shagged silly.

Odd, in my universe karma is male, and...well...um.

He and I get along okay.

 

[Recidiva]

All those sins were deadly.

The Urchin of Truth.

 

[SummerMorning]

I am, for the first time in my life, on welfare.
And now I need to learn how to make money under the table- beccause I cannot make enough money yet to support my family without the aid, but I can easily make enough money to disqualify myself from the aid.

I cannot imagine (yet?) how that must be, I cannot say I do not care. I hope you will manage to support yourself and yours. I'm considering striking tent and leaving this camp country of mine for reasons to do with tax burden and bureaucratic incompetence, so I consider myself in fewer financial troubles ...

 

[SummerMorning]

Odd, in my universe karma is male, and...well...um.

He and I get along okay.

Multiple sexual personality. That's Karma.

 

[Liar]

http://seriale.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/01/my_name_is_earl_2.jpg
"Hey, wait a minute..."

 

[Stella_Omega]

You've only sinned seven times?

An anemic record, I calls it

 

[Recidiva]

An anemic record, I calls it

I can't even keep track of how many sins I'm committing in how many traditions just by continuing to draw breath.

 

[SummerMorning]

The Upside Down Bicycle

... and from the Sea of Blood, of my friends, the road took me back to home and hearth and earthy labours. Lack of time and lack of space, roads of stone and house of 'crete.

And one day, not a week ago, my bike - being a green and pedal-powered alternative to internal-combustion-based-transportation-systems - was conveying me from my place of work to my place of study - for I partook of a particularly dis-organized con-ference. Where I less con-ferred than re-read things.

But, that is of no-matter. What is *of* matter is my bike. That blue-violet violent vehicle. While doing a steady 25 kph up Vienna Street and Franz Ferdinand blaring in my headphones (kudos to Philips GoGear), there occurred a cosmic mishap. A celestial wrong. A mis-event.

My front wheel, out of the blue - literally - blocked. And, oh my readers, you must be aware of the consequences of a front wheel blocking at 25 kph. Yes, it 'saults and c'antervaults you forwards onto the bike track, bike a-trolling-and-rolling behind.

Fortunately I carried away only 1 skinned elbow (right), 1 painful and big bruise on my hip (from the right handle-bar), another less painful bruise on my left thigh (the other handle-bar) and a lack of skin on my right knee.

And I'd like to cash in that pain for some karma too.

 

[SummerMorning]

http://seriale.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/01/my_name_is_earl_2.jpg
"Hey, wait a minute..."

Huh? A-huh?

 

[SummerMorning]

An anemic record, I calls it

Well ... call it what you will, it was a good ten-day.

 

[SummerMorning]

I can't even keep track of how many sins I'm committing in how many traditions just by continuing to draw breath.

You are a sin, my sin.

 

[Recidiva]

You are a sin, my sin.

Pleased to make your acquaintance. Sin is much better when personal.

 

[SummerMorning]

The What The Fuck In The Water

And just yester-day, I walked a mountain and three likes and dark forests and cliffs of stone. It was a wonder, a treat, a true day of sensual delight to beat.

And at the end of day there was a lake, long and glacial, mountain-wreathed and green-sparkling. And I, sweaty and fine-walked, decided to take a swim. So I disrobed - which is a polite way of saying I chucked my sweaty shorts and T in a heap and ran butt-naked into the water.

And it was fine water. And some silly people took photos of my naked ass. And I ignored them, and left the water. I don't know if they took photos of my exit. But when I had rubbed off with a towel and pulled on my shorts I noticed blood.

Some painful what the fuck had cut the base of my big toe nearly to the bone. And that, my friends, was a pretty kettle of pudenda ... for it was the same foot that had been bit by evil urchins. And I could not help but think ...

... either this is fucking bad karma ...

... or my ex has a voodoo doll.

So, more of the same, if'n you please.

 

[SummerMorning]

Pleased to make your acquaintance. Sin is much better when personal.

Likewys. They also refer to me as L***.

 

[Recidiva]

Likewys. They also refer to me as L***.

Good to know. Many people refer to me as B****

 

[joeys-game]

I am, for the first time in my life, on welfare.
And now I need to learn how to make money under the table- beccause I cannot make enough money yet to support my family without the aid, but I can easily make enough money to disqualify myself from the aid.

Stella, ive been where you are, it will get better, eventually. My pm is open if you need a shoulder and/ or a sounding board.

 

[SummerMorning]

Good to know. Many people refer to me as B****

Pleased to meet you Four Stars Bee.

 

[Stella_Omega]

I can't even keep track of how many sins I'm committing in how many traditions just by continuing to draw breath.

You can hire a service to do that for you...
Cosmic Accountants, inc.