To Put Things Right

People complained on my Red ideas. To put it all right; I'm not a communist, I have never been a Communist and hopefully I will never be one either. I can however agree with certain parts of Communism, just like I can agree with a very small part of other policies, it doesn't make me a member of them. I'd rather have a nazi friend than a friend that cant stand up for it's personal opinions. I'd rather be a former nazi that can admit it's faults, instead of always fitting in and agreeing with everyone. I'm not a former nazi however, I'm not a former anything, I'm just saying it doesn't matter, because I'm not the same person anymore. I dont need a word to represent me, I dont need a friend that is everything that I am. I'm older, bolder and a lot more content with who I am today. I wasn't different or smarter than anyone else when I were younger, I was just young, like everybody else at my age. Okay, so I had a friend that were a nazi. Okay, so I thought he was smart and bright, even though I disagreed with him. I wasn't naive, because I was never a nazi. It were a political romantic thing for me, because I wanted to know the softness behind the hardness. Is it so strange?... maybe it was naive of course, maybe it was not very different than the discovery of alcohol. It's new, it's exciting, it's what your parents warned you about. You want to disagree when you are young, you want to find yourself in something that exists beyond your home... Now I dont want to disagree anymore, I dont want to agree either. I dont want to have to defend myself for something I used to be, I dont want to belong to something that isn't me and I dont want to be the next Ceausescu.

I want to see Star Trek on DVD, I dont have a DVD machine. My most favorite satanic sami kYm came over here one day, with his DVD machine. We tried it out on my little TV and saw the tour of the Japanese band called Dir en Grey. The whole thing were in black and white, with some strange green coloured things here and there. Now, we thought it was cool and thought the music documentary were just done this way. However, it was not black and white with some strange coloured things in it at kYm's TV. On new years eve my little TV broke, just like that. I had it fixed and they said I could use it with a DVD machine when I bought one. Ah, what does this mean? No matter what, Dir en Grey were magic, even on a black and white screen.