I suppose if you sit here in the end... it all comes together...

"Please don't sue Promethyl. He's my only friend..."- David J. Copeland

David always wrote here. This was is personal journal. If you're truly going to find out why he dissappeared one day, the answer probably is here.

He always said disparaging things. I always assumed he was just playing. I'm not sure why he talked to me. Our relationship can be summed up in simplistic terms:

"A little confession: Yesterday while cahtting with Promethyl on ICQ, I stopped in to read his latest post. He made some comment on how weird it was. My response was that it "fit the Promethyl archetype in every way." He messaged me later saying that he had looked it up because he was unsure of it's meaning, and that it was good to talk to someone at last who was an intellectual equal.

Sorry, but I didn't really know what the hell it meant either ;-) Hope you can forgive me man."

-David J. Copeland

That was David for you. He would say stuff, and I'd have to run and get my dictionary. David was smarter winging it that I was giving it my all.

'David took his life on August 25th. No note or reason that any of his friends or family could detect, just depression. I'm keep this e-mail open in case any of his online friends can think of anything.'

Below you can find a copy of everything David has ever written on my webpage.

Promethyl 



   I Think The Just Being Around The Yuppie Bastards... 
makes Me More Stupid.
DJ Messiah-Saturday 6-3-2000*10:18AM
Chances You Will ... Get Your Dick Bitten Off And Thrown Out A Window, 1 in 477,422,999.

Now, is that saying they'll keep your dick and throw you, or the other way around?
I'll leave thta one for you to decide, Prom.

I find myself watching other people more and more every day. I don't mean stalking them or anything, I mean just taking a good look around whenever I'm out in public.

I suppose it's not much of a coincidence that more and more frequently I simply detest what I see in front of me.

I'm a lower middle class member of an upper middle class community... Which roughly translates to being one of the few people who think for themselves, and in this flood of yuppies that's no small feat.

I was out in a relatively fancy restaurant with a close friend of mine who I hadn't seen for several months, and some twentysomething couple had brought their six year old with them. How the fuck am I supposed to enjoy a quiet conversation with a snot nosed brat screaming in the background? I politely asked them if they could at least TRY and keep their kid quiet-I actually as far as being courteous to them!

They got the fucking balls to get all defensive and say that if we had a problem, WE could leave!

For christ sake people! Just because you knocked up your girlfriend in highschool, doesn't mean you have to ruin MY evening.

They left about halfway through our meal, and I snuck a peek at their table.

Yup. No tip.

Goddamn yuppie bastards...

DJ Messiah on If You Catch Me Grinning, Shoot Me.


   Kindred Spirits?  More Like Lost Souls...
Messiah-12-13-2000*11:33AM I can sympathize.

I think that's one of the reasons I post here on occasion. Perhaps subconsciously I'm comforted to some extent by the fact that somewhere out there there's someone who thinks the way I do. Half the time you post, it's as if the words came right out of my own head. In its own way, that's a little freaky, but I don't mind.

It's too bad about your family. That's the other reason I post here, the complete anonymity of it all. Sure, I post my real email address, but I don't care. If the rest of the world decides to spam the fuck out of me then so be it. At least I'd have a reason to check it then. I can't even beging to think of how much it would suck for one of my friends to stumble across this site one day.

God, I need a drink...


Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.

   Darwin\'s Principal Revealed
Messiah-11-28-2000*3:30PM Natural selection? I can believe that.
Survival of the fittest? Now here's where the questions come into play. What are the qualities that determine superiority?

Mankind has evolved to a state where physical prowess is no longer an advantage. In the last few decades, compare the accomplishments of the phsical versus the mental.

Sure, we've got professional baseball, football, basketball, the Olympics and whatnot, but I have yet to see strength and speed come up with a vaccine for a single disease.

Sure, the millitary wouldn't be effective without what amounts to a leigion of well trained athletes, but even now we are developing missile defense systems, better aircraft and better ways to kill each other. In another decade or two, humans in the millitary will be obsolete except to control the drones that do the fighting for us.

In this day and age, who gives a damn for the fastest and strongest? In the next few years it will be the survival of the smartest.

Messiah on The War Effort?.
Messiah-11-28-2000*12:16AM Please don't feel bad, Faith. You're right, I don't love you.






But I respect you, and that's something you should be proud of.

Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.

   Damnit!
Messiah-11-16-2000*12:50AM That\'s it. Next time I get plastered, I\'m gonna do it where there\'s no possible chance for me to get online.
I had to spend two hours tracking down the places I posted at to make sure I didn\'t make a complete ass of my self.

For the most part, I failed.

Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.


   WHO CARES FOR NOW?
Messiah-11-14-2000*4:45AM i\'M QUITRE OVERJOYED TRO FIND HAT i CAN STAND THE TASTE OF THREESTAR vodka. considering that you get a half gallomn of the dtuff for 13.95 american, you can pretty much get an inkling of the quality. it tastes like rubbing alcohol and burns about the same, although with a good chaser ( i prefer streawberry flavored soda myself) youi can down quite a bit of iut with no problem.

All in all, this is the drunkest I havebeen ever. I\'ll post again soomn when I am more coherent. I just need to reminds myself to talk of my manicness while I am drunk.

Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.

   Drowning In A Deep Blue Funk...
Messiah-10-30-2000*7:37PM I hate fall. It\'s always cold and wet, and setting my clocks back really pisses me off. there\'s always at least on that I miss, and it always makes me an hour early for something.


God, what I wouldn\'t give for some sunshine right now.


I always get totally depressed around this time of year. It\'s usually the wort around christmas.
I\'ve spent more than a fair bit of time contemplating my own mental stability and have come to the conclusion that I am the only truly mental stable person I know.
For instance, when close relative passes away, most people would be a little sad, or at least a little put off for a while.

I on the other hand, don\'t give a rat\'s ass.
My paternal grandmother is in the hospital rightnow. She\'s 92 years old and until a few months ago, she was as lively as all hell.
Now she\'s in the hospital.


My parents are both concerned with how much longer she\'ll \'be able to stay with us\'.
I personally won\'t be affected whether she lives or not. I suppose some people will think I\'m a real bastard for saying that, but that\'s their problem.

The way I see it is that we\'re all gonna kick off sometime, so whe make a big deal of it? Sure the person meant a lot to us, but why spend hours agonizing over whether we really \'did all we could\', because when you think about it, we\'ve all already done more than we should have.

We have made some major medical breakthroughs in the past few centuries. We have even gone so far as to try and immortalize ourselves. We are willing to sacrifice our bodies to the whims of high priced doctors who are charged with keeping our heart beating long after it should have stopped.

Why would anyone want to leave a loved one strapped to a bed, full of tubes and needles and pumped full of drugs? I\'d rathe die when my time came than to make a vegetable of myself just to put off the inevitable.




Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.

 That's Gay.  Hella Gay...
Messiah-10-15-2000*3:34 The 'Is Promethyl Gay' poll got me thinking. What is it with the social stigma of homosexuality? Most straight men who dislake gays find the thought of two men going at it, or just in a relationship period, absolutely disgusting. The same group, however, has nothing against watching a porno flick where groups of lesbians roll around ihoney and lick eachother clean. Most women I've talked to on the subject find both situations equily unpleasant. Why the difference in opinions? I think it says a lot about the male mind in general.

Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.

 Contradictions
Messiah-10-8-2000*2:47 A friend of mine sent me this. I don't know where he got it, so if you are some randome guy reading this post and you wrote it, please don't sue Promethyl. He's my only friend... Ladies and gentlemen, I stand before you to stand behind you to tell you something I know nothing about. Thursday, which is Good Friday, we're having a Father's Day party for mother's only. Admission is free, pay at the door, pull out a chair and sit on the floor. Late one night in the middle of the day, two dead soldiers got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other, pulled out their swords and shot one another. A deaf policeman heard the noise, got up and shot the twice dead boys. If you don't believe me, ask the blind man who saw it all, through a knothole in a wooden brick wall. Cool shit, eh?

Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.

 Night Life?
Messiah-10-7-2000*4:27 My parents are off somewhere and I'm alone. It's abot 2:30 AM (Pacific) and I'm enjoying the luxury of being online with a near certain gurantee that my connection won't get interrupted by my parents or asshole brother trying to use the phone. Being employed is not all it's cracked up to be. I've had two paychecks to date, and both have been spent withing twelve hors of being cashed. Oh well, such is the price of freedom... My last check was for a little over a hundred bucks. That went to a haircut, stamps, deoderant, hairgel, some batteries for my remote and a few hours in the closest thing this shitty little burg has to a hangout. It's just a little restaurant that's open 24/7, and I, being the generous fool I am, spent the last thirty bucks I had on dinner for me and a friend of myself. Looks like I'll be ordering those shirts next week. Sorry Promethyl. Hell. I'd still have to open a checking account anyway.

Messiah on Where Is My Mind?.


 Hamsters Are Fucking Cool
Messiah-10-6-2000*11:04
They are. Really.

Which brings me to my next topic(actually it has no relation whatsoever to what I'm about to write, but who the hell cares?).

Yesterday at work, some guy got caught whacking off in the produce section. Apparently he was going at it and some lady saw him and called the cops, and the police came and hauled his ass away in traditional cop style. (E.g. they tried to break his arms shoving him to the ground...)

What I'm wondering is how the hell can someone beat their meat while looking at a fucking zuchinni? I guess it's another of life's mysteries.

Those fucking fruit and veggie fetishes... Ug.

Messiah on The War Effort?.

 Wet Dreams?
Messiah-9-29-2000*7:28 I hate the fucking rain. no. lets fix that. I hate being fucking WET. Especially in the fall, when it rains just to remind you that life's about to get shitty for the next nine months. I live in western washington, and it seem's we've spent out allotted 90 days of clear skies. All you people from california, or somewhere else dry have no idea how good yo've all got it compared to us. Sure, it's hot as hell a lot of the time, but that's what airconditioning is for, and whereas you can sit in a nice cooled room or go to the beach if it's hot ouy, you can't put an umbrella up over half of a fucking state. I hate washington. It's all so damned depressing. Another interesting fact about where I live. King County(where I live) is ranked third in the entire nation for heroin use and abuse. Coincidentaly, most if it is mexican black tar. Not much of a surprise to anyone that lives in the area. King Countyis pretty much a trading hub. We've got a couple of major highways and one of the busiest ports in the nation. Hell, I don't know if any of you have heard of this, but lately illegal imigrants from asia have been trying to ship themselves into the U.S. by hiding themselves in cargo containers. Why the hell would they want to do that? The weather here sucks.

Messiah on Rants And Raves.

 *grumble*, Damn Typo's
Messiah-9-27-2000*1:28 I read my post and realized it's a bit confusing. He posted aout his dream, which he daid was weird. He looked up the word "archetype". I hope that clears things up. Messiah on Where Is My Mind?. 
 Forgive Me Father...
Messiah-9-27-2000*1:25 A little confession: Yesterday while cahtting with Promethyl on ICQ, I stopped in to read his latest post. He made some comment on how weird it was. My response was that it "fit the Promethyl archetype in every way." He messaged me later saying that he had looked it up because he was unsure of it's meaning, and that it was good to talk to someone at last who was an intellectual equal. Sorry, but I didn't really know what the hell it meant either ;-) Hope you can forgive me man. Messiah on Where Is My Mind?. 
 Repent And Be Saved
Messiah-9-27-2000*0:28 There's still time. The damn politicians and lawyers will be the first to go, which will be a great blessing to the rest of us. I've had enough of their damned self voted pay raises. None of them can do the job right. The american government is a joke. And you gotta love the juducial system. We just love to let rapists and conmen off with a slap on the wrist. Just wait until I'm in charge. None of that old shit will be tolerated. If you've got the balls to grope a five yearold, be prepare to have your balls pulled out of your ass and wrapped around your throat. Messiah on The War Effort?. 
 Looking At The World Through The Neck Of A Bottle
Chuckles The Clown-9-24-2000*7:54 I think I've crossed another milestone in my life. After much prodding from friends, I went out and got liquored up last night. Truthfully, although it is a more than enjoyable experience, getting drunk is a little over rated. After ingesting three 22oz. bottles of Spyre hard cider, nine bottles of mikes hard lemonade, two bottles of Ciderjack(I used to like it, but Syre is MUCH better) and half a can of budweiser(I don't care what you think, beer tastes like shit) I was thouroughly plastered and making an ass of myself. It was a little disturbed to find myself zipping around the room(I'm usually a guy who likes to take his time and doesn't like to rush) and playing pool with an uncanny accuracy which I had never experienced before. All in all, it was definately worth the hangover, but that was remedied with a few extra strength advil. I'll definately have to do that again sometime. Chuckles The Clown on Where Is My Mind?. 
 Work Sucks...
Chuckles The Clown-9-22-2000*12:01 Dammit... I don't want to go to work today. Mostly it's because I'm the one responsible for cleaning up the meat department at the local QFC after the butcher leaves. IT's quite boring. You can't complain about your job until you've had to pick chunks of flesh and bone dust from under your nails after you've finished cleaning the meat saw. The saw in question looks like something from a cheap slasher flick, all chromed and covered in bits of meat and bone... Chuckles The Clown on Rants And Raves. 
 A Little Follow Up...
Chuckles The Clown-9-20-2000*0:19 P.S. I thing all of the types of people I've mentioned should be shot to preserve the gene pool and ensure freedom of thought for generations to come. If you don't believe people of thet nature are a threat, visit here for a closer look at what they can do. Chuckles The Clown on The War Effort?. 
 God, I Hate You People.
Chuckles The Clown-9-19-2000*11:42 I honesly don't know how some people can be so fucking stupid. Keep in mind that when I mean people, I mean those preppy, peppy, retards who delight in listening to Hanson, Britney Spears, N'Sync and other popular groups that all sound the same. Look around any junior high, highschool or college campus for too long and you begin to notice that everyone starts looking the same. At times I fear, for my own sanity. It would be much easier to simple sink into the recesses of my mind than to continuously deal with this horrible world of pretenders, a world where you are marked by your status. Sometimes it seems you're doomed if you don't have a fancy car, a house with a two door garage, or the most expensive brandname on your jacket. I am a Social Martyr. I loath the masses and openly tell them so. I show my disgust as the "normal" kids discuss how they got their daddy dearest to buy them a new BMW as a graduation present. I have more than once payed the concequences for my views in the form of "does not interact well with others" on more than one report card. I've got a little message for any pissant rich kid reading this and trying to get a look on what it's like to be unique. Simply put: 'If someone really thinks you're an ass, they'll tell you in person.' I pull my weight and mine alone, so I'm sorry if all of you little bastards are used to life being handed to you on a silver platter. It's time to grow up a little begause it's coming time to pay the bill. Chuckles The Clown on Where Is My Mind?.



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