The Ben Blog

I’m afraid I’m going to become all serious like an old man; it’s the way it has to be kid!
I haven’t blogged for maybe a month, lets see. No, over a month; yet for some bizarre reason that is completely profound, yes profound I continued to get views, 300 in a month of absence.
I apologise but I had little thoughts to squander over the keyboard and in fact I have made little attempt at social networking with anyone I know. I just felt more up to isolation this holiday, not in any manner a depressed way; Isolation in an Arcadian fashion.
So I wish to change the emphasis to which my blog has been previous aimed at, as it had no direction and this perhaps lead to its downfall and demise over the last month, it was not as if I forgot, I just did not care nor appreciate it.
Last month I read the God Delusion (Richard Dawkins) I was admittedly already an atheist; it has however enabled me to back up my atheistic ideas, which is positive. So of course now it has built me up and my ideas, not in a fundamentalist way in the least, although my image of religion and its wrong has been perhaps over emphasised. I do still feel that it is something that is, not irrelevant to humans because it is human nature to believe but maybe religious ideas are a sign that some do not wish to evolve with the rest of us. If you like devolution of a huge number of people

because clearly religion can’t take people into the future (unless you include the revelations, which wouldn’t be a cheery thought to wake up to in a morning), how can it command peoples lives? A book written 2000 years ago does not bare the same relevance as it would all those years ago. We live in countries (Britain, America) that have a democracy – where everyone (supposedly) is equal, yet this was not present in the times of the bible (for arguments sake Rome etc but they are irrelevant as they believed in polytheistic gods e.g. Thor). The bible does not treat everyone as equals so already to our times this is a terrible failure of the book, which treats women, homosexuals and other races with repent and hatred.
How is that good?
But yes I thought I should say all this, despite it largely being the views of what I have read in my words, I felt the need to put it into writing and hopefully I will upset a little man sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of a room, with a cat, twizziling his beard.

I hated the old layout... like a layout makes much difference
I can barley do anything with this account becase im not a pro account user. Im not particularly bothered because I have a picture at the top.
I made it, not very good but at least it brightens it up, its in honour of Ceasr what a great guy

Hail the Tsar!

So I am going to try another aproach

EVERYONE should login and look at in on a sunday
that would be a pretty intense Idea is we could get the whole world on the computer on sundays, dont you think. However I myself shall not be taking part in the proceedings... more important things to do
So have fun, there certianly wont be any posts made by me on that day but you can read all manner of stuff about me

Search "Ben Fielden" in google

HOW FUN, WHAT JOY
however having a look at myself on google today I noticed two major things:

1) I am dissapearing, I lierally used to dominate "BEN FIELDEN" (imagine I said that in a booming American accent)
and
2) There are no pictures of me in google images

obviously I need to do something about me
Im not sure what
perhaps you should all talk about me in chatrooms

"that Ben.. like... hes well annoying"

its all good
XD

Well yes I went to look around Cambridge University on thursday - it was one amazing day the place is "wow" yes its "like wow"
I do have quiet a number of photos that I wont bother you with simply becuase they dont show its true splendor in anyway but im sure you can find them on the internet if you are truely abosorbed by looking. Which you should be laddy!
Well as pompus as you think they maybe, I didnt find them so, also to put away to rumours that you cant have fun in a Uni like that, which everyone said. Thats ridiculous, being no drinker myself I dont care about the number of bars as long as some of them sell orange juice! But there are tons
And yeh hey its the flat country, which is something of a spectacle for a notherner like me, the biggest hill being nothing to me; used to the hills of Pendle.

It was super duper, I would love to go there (or maybe Oxford which everyone says is better anyway) but im not going to be able to becuase you do actually have to have some intelligence (to make an understatement) which regretably I do not
So in my flailing aims to reach something of truley spectuaclar heights as Oxbridge I am going to work myslef to death hopefully

So I can be happy for 3 years in Uni
well wouldnt that be lovely

unless I overwork and collapse

So ...
I am considering setting up a paypal donation scheme so you can donate money for the likely or unlikely event of me overworking myself and becoming a nonexistant being

ALL HEED MY WORD

I crashed and killed him
it was all very tragic, especially considering that I crashed into an oversized cow that had escaped from a medical lab
To worsen the situation It turned out that the cow (which I had caused to fly in several different directions) had a terrible disease known by the local people as "Poo"
(how mature I know)
Dont ask why
anyway so I killed of half the village (becuase you dont get cows in town... well not black and white ones anyway...lol)
I was held responisble and I have only just managed to get out of police holding
It was quite a bizare little thing that happened, I could say that I have been put off driving for life... but
I think i'll just get a new instructor now!

TRUTH - I no longer have that driving instructor
FALSE - There was no cow involved

Oh dear, Im not sure I'll have anything to say when it comes to my deathbed
What will happen when im expected to say something for my "final words" then what will I say
No doubt garbage

To be really posotive, I dont think I'll live past 50. Its hard to imagine, I think i'll be run over by something large, which I guess is more manly than been killed by a bike!

Just a lovely thought, like if I threw in to depress you all (becuase thats my secret intention) that the chance from dying from heart disease is 1 in 4. That shockingly high if you ask me...

I did a fashion show on friday (the link to what I just said being it was for charity) it was hollywood Vs Bollywood
Chris Walker was one of those stunning models (he has a RRS feed to me, I think thats what one might call it)
It was lovely I get to be in the Lancashire Evening Telegraph (a news papaer) with quite a sexy pose
Should I actually buy that low quality paper I plan to scan it, with my broken scanner - so i'll have to rethink that one!
And show it off on here and myspace/facebook

Oh you'll be jealous!

Jealous!

it was late night
no one was around so I decided just to sneak downstairs

I had to get it!

I didnt care if anyone saw me at it, what did it really matter it would feel so good, so amazing, unlike anything else that It just didnt matter

I walked down the stairs, they creaked, the plams of my hands were sweaty from the build-up of want in me

Now on the ground floor I dashed throught the house, I wasnt going to wait any longer than I needed to

Dashing into the kitchen - yes the kitchen! This is where Id do it

Ahhhh the temptation!

A bright light shone in my face, cold air swept over my body

Slowly, carefly
I lifted it out

... I bit into the cheese

benandbarnet@hotmamil.com

add me on msn, I barley go on so i'll be okay and safe from any weirdos for the large part

Go Pokemon, so many people still love, as do I
The only problem is for the last two weeks I havent been going on my DS - hence not playing on Pokemon
For one I have been reading more, secondly my DS is becoming a nightmare to use, it never seems to work properly which gets me stressed when all I want to do is see my pokemon
Empoloeon!

Now let me get to the point

Music...

I do want to try and relaunch myself musicaly (as in I actually want to make a decent song for once)
for anyone who doesnt know of my previous efforts the only decent one you can find is...
This one here, kill the emos

So if anyone has a good voice then let me have it, we can do a vocal box transplant, anything like that... its all good
the main themes im trying to create in my music is
FUNK, JUNK and my TRUNK
okay thats exadurated by im talking dance beats etc
etc

oh and etc
:-)

I feel that a little writing is always needed
Im not even doing too bad either

I mean when you think about it, you write a blog you expect maybe... ooh 5 people will read it maybe - if im lucky

just so you all know that the day of highest viewing was the 31st of November when 37 individulas looked at my blog (with 55 overall views between them)
so not only am I doing okay with 37 people, whoever the hell they maybe
some people actually look at it again like - I cant believe my eyes this is like commiting some kind of war crime

I wish everyone would comment me
but they dont
please do

My advertising campagin on myspace must do quiet well

I havent told a story recently so here I go

theres a picture I took at Cradle Of Filth - its is pretty in contrast to the show that was about to unfold....

I was there dancing like a gay person to the next cradle of filth song, which one was it, god how am I supposed to know they were playing loads of old stuff that I didnt know.
I was when i stepped into the mosh pit that events unfolded, events that I have never spoken a word of untill now!!
Upon stepping into the mosh pit or death pit which looked outside very much quiet a violent little thing to be involved in I saw a man in a little outfit. I dont think we was gay else hed be dead by now in this place, no he was something very differnt - I didnt know until this moment when I found out something very new; very intresting. He went by the name of Pedrow, Pedrow Jailhouse; he was a wild cowboy, he got out his lasso and caught me by the neck, pulling me close I feared our lips might touch!
"Nooo" I screamed "Im not actually gay"
but he saved my life in that moment of panic and dread as from behind a massive raging bull had appeared from seemingly nowhere, charging at me becuase I was wearing red (the colour of Bens top at the event is under much debate) its was red and it charged at me. Suddenly the whole gig was in upheaval, the goths got angry and you know what happens when a goth gets angry. Want a few examples, the Tsunami, Hiroshmia
What happened was utter hell, instantly the whole concert hall dropped to the pits of hell, no one could belive what they were seeing
the devil rose from the flames, picked the bull out with his hand flaming burning several goths, turning them into ashes. Ashes.
The floor instantly began to rise with firghtening speed.
The gig contiuted, the cowboy was no where to be seen

My life has never been the same...

sorry again another poor story, I will have to reserect an old story I wrote.

The party in short was... crude
lol that would be the best way I can think to describe it in one word
Im sure Sarahs poor parents werent too happy at the discussions going on - which I took no participation in
Dont I sound fun

Now just for Chris Walker - as he said I should put images on here is my first picture

its my graphics for AS, its some work im doing
Its basically a movie poster for a horror movie (made-up) called
"Tears Of The Faithful" - its about post-modern vampires

If you have any suggestions for poster ideas
or improvements
anything

Im not actually filming the movie... so nothing that way related

Tarra!