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June 30th, 2020

OMFG!

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Oh Travis...
Well with the advent of what i hope my one day be a political career i am going to start posting mostly friends only and will be friend locking most of my past entries as well.

So if you want the full and complete doings of Travis Gray the Troll King and Druid of Gosford you had best be adding me.

Or you can fuck off.

January 15th, 2009

Cleaning up is so dumb.

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Oh Travis...
I really hate cleaning my house. I know this might come as a shock to some. But i really do. Like it is not my most hated thing in the world. But by golly it comes close. Alas i really have to get into today. Now infact.


But first a ramble. So like i need to change the way i live my life. This isn't something i can ignore any longer. If i continue to just float along like a mote of dust the end result will be my life being as meaningful as a mote of dust. I am not exactly in which direction i should go or what it is that i need to remove or change or whatever.... But if i continue as is in five years i will still be working in a toilet for $3 an hour and living hand to mouth every single week.

Dumb

January 9th, 2009

What does one do when one becomes just a feral animal? When one loses all dignity in the persuit of snoutrageous antics? What could one do when your idea of respectibility is by sharing your used condoms?

Why. You hold a funeral.

For your dignity. Because that would be truly amazing.......



APRIL AMAZING 2 - The Death of Dignity

December 26th, 2008

The End of 2008

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Oh Travis...
Wellity Wellity Wellity. Once again it draws nigh the end of the year and time has come for me to pass comment on my actions in the past year and ponder on what i plan to achieve in the future. 2008 was certainly a year to remember. First lets go over my new years resolutions.

1. The continuance of financial growth with the end result being the purchase of my own business in 2010.
2. The finalization of my primary studies by Solstice of this year for obvious reasons.
3. A commitment to the physical improvement of my corpulent frame
4. To cease living in such a way it makes my room look as though i just got robbed.
5. To carry out threats or to just take action
6. To further my fame and become well known as the Troll King of Gosford.


1. Well. Certainly an avenue that was investigated this year and i have come to realise that it will only ever remain a pipedream while i continue to coast along and make do with the bare minium. It was nice that this year i borrowed an extra $5000 from the bank and yet my end of year account is down $2000 on where it was in January. An amazing feat considering i am a fucking animal when i go out and money means nothing to me.

2. Done and completed and the Ascension went off without a hitch and i think will be something remembered in everyones life.

3. Well. This was somewhat disappointing. However i have joined a gym and i do have to walk quite a ways to work, so it is my hope that one day i will shed my outer shell of many good meals.

4. Well. To be fair my room was clean until the other day when it was robbed. Again. But i think we can all agree that my room being clean is a fleeting moment to be remarked upon like haleys commet in the night sky. And i do not forsee that changing.... Ever?

5. In years past i felt i had become nothing more than a blusterer. Well i think this year i have done steady work in erroding that. And i can only hope that i will continue down that path.

6. I think we all have to agree that i have achieved a measure of success with this one. Certainly not many people would get %50 off for being the Troll King.....Much to the everlasting disgust of Miriam Taylor and William Buckley.


All in all i consider 2008 to be reasonable. Certainly getting robbed 3 times takes away from it's overall quality and the continuing realisation that people are shit doesn't take it up a notch. It wasn't a bad year, with amazing events that added to my character and experiance that i will treasure forever foremost amongst them The Zoo and the Ascension but it has left me with a hungry desire for more. A desire perhaps for change.

I never wished to travel. Now i do. I never wished to leave the Central Coast. Now i do. 2009 begins with me leaving my job and with us being forced out of Ondas as it has been solved. And i think the worst thing i could do is just find another job in Fast Food and another house. I need to get into something different or the next think you know i will be still here and 35.... And then it will be time for a murder-suicide. With this in mind i present my new objectives.


1. Find a job in a different line of work that pays more.
2. With the money from that job begin saving $50 a week with the end result being an international trip..... Hopefully Bhutan.
3. Get back into performing amateur stand up.
4. Actually find some people interested in it and start laying the groundwork for ideas i have had for years, foremost amongst them i show for youtube that i will also try to get onto community television.
5. Start to take better care of my body.
6. To get more involved with the Labor party.
7. To avoid being boring at all costs.


2008 leaves me feeling good, yet unsatisfied. I could have done more. I should have done more. 2009 awaits and if i want it to be at all different i am going to have to get my arse into gear. First and foremost i need to find a real job, with a real salary.

And i start that hunt today.

Boring

December 17th, 2008

Murder and Rape

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Oh Travis...
So Onda's got robbed again.

Amongst other things my dildo and lauras vibrator were taken.

This is personal.

I no longer live at Ondas. I now call it Angband, home of Morgoth - Dark Enemy of the World.


Merry Christmas

December 12th, 2008


Dont ask me why i so enjoy this.

December 5th, 2008

HEY!

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Oh Travis...
Just a reminder to those of you that either dont have facebook or dont use it Ondas On Gertrude is hosting both a Vert Ondas Christmas on the 20th and The Festival of Pigs on New Years Eve.

The christms will be a massive feast, helped on buy everyone bringing a plate. New Years will be disgusting and out of control and i will be collecting $5 from everyone to defray party costs.

Please contact me if you require more details.

Boring.

November 20th, 2008


Umm... Well. I think this says enough

October 28th, 2008

Well...

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Oh Travis...
http://www.redtube.com/15880



You have to admit, that is pretty fucking (PUN!) talented.

October 27th, 2008

I am just a feral pig.

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Burning to Death
Thats all.

October 18th, 2008

WTF?

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Ok so i hate mornings. I hate them. I hate having to get out of bed. This morning i set my alarm for quater past eight, as i am going to the races today and beauty like mine just doesnt happen so i need to get up a little early. I was disgruntled to be called at 5 to eight. I thought, meh i will get up. So i awake, give my dog Feanor a pat, he rolls over, opens one eye and goes back to sleep. I get up and take care of my morning deposits. As i return from my ensuite my dog just starts pissing. Now he is asleep, on his back. He is a veritable piss fountain. I can't believe my eyes. He wakes up, has a bit of panic and runs to the end of the bed, still urinating. I obviously give him a smack and speak harshly to him, which makes him wee more. But like, honestly was it even the dogs fault? How does one deal with a dog with an incontinent dog? For the record he is about 6 months old. Surely he shouldn't be doing things like this?


Dogs urinating while asleep - Australia Says No.


Meanwhile, today i am going to the races for the El Rooster christmas party. I will be wearing my new emerald green suit that makes me look like the riddler. Boring.

September 28th, 2008

Well it has been a long time since I updated. And since I will have real internet on tuesday this going to be quite brief.

The recent past was mildly horrific. In the previous weekend 5 houses in gertrude st were burgled. Of course my house was one of them and of course I was the only one to loose stuff. All of my game consoles are now gone. I also had a hell of a good time at arq on saturday night, had a briliant train home and loved the day (apart from the robbery) until the point where I started vomiting and continued for several hours while I was hallucinating I was in a dementia ward in a hospital. I vowed never to take drugs again.

Now for the present. For starters the jame bond film Never say Never Again comes to mind, as Laura Mitchel returns in a few weeks. And I hate El Rooster and I must leave. So I am seriously job hunting, mayb for something with a little extra flexibility for what I have seen I must do.

Ah, the tantalizing smell of the future. In the immediate future I am planning my house warming. To the eternal disgust of laura I wil be calling it the Ondas Charity Ball. The charity is of course for gosfords premier victim of theft, myself. So more details on that later. And of course next year is nearly here and I feel like this year was just a waste. To that end I am going to start making enquiries to partake in part time study of some description. Almost certainly I will have to make use of ourimbah, which is gross and unpalatable to me but the next 20 years in fast food is beyond my minds comprehension it is so horrific.


And with that I leave you.
Boring

August 16th, 2008

calling all scum.

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Oh Travis...
Yeah like I mean, whatever. So I am moving house. And while I have been at that house I have had a lot in the way of events for you freeloaders. And I figure I am owed a few hours of servitude, to be paid out tonight, after I get back from work. And if I get back from wor and don't find a plentiful source of plebs to help me move into Ondas on Gertrude ( formerly known as the summer palace) I am going to have a moment. Next!

August 14th, 2008

Gosford - City of Pigs

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On this disgusting and cold morning I have come to a conclusion. Mostly everyone fits into two groups. People that call themselves pigs and people that are referred too as just pigs.
Example 1.

The scum biscuits in reference to themselves about how revolting we are - "im just a fucken pig!"

Example 2.

The scum biscuits in reference to a dirty slurry with no merit - "that girl is just a pig"


On one hand you have people proud of the fact that they have degenerated as humans and on the other hand you have people that are stripped of ther humanity by there betters (ie us). People like us brake the rules of society on purpose and hence we are pigs. But some, like the two girls on the bus have no idea that to the rest of the world - they are just pigs.

August 2nd, 2008

The of the Era of Junk

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Well. We have finally reached a point many said would never happen.

Three weeks from monday I will leave the Junkyard for a final time. I will leave this building, which is not only my home but an extension of my very being.

I have lost much in my time here. I have gained more. Here I grew from a boy into a man. Here I matured my idealistic notions of the world into resolute conviction. Here I shed the last of the dregs I carried. Here, I ascended from a learner to a full Druid.

This house has served its purpose and served it well. The sun has set on the chapters of my life containing the Junkyard.

And it has risen on the next one.....So begins the Era of the Summer Palace!

July 11th, 2008

Vomit. Death. Murder.


It seems I always fill my life with short negative statements. I love negative answers. I love telling the world no. There is an element of me that would love nothing more than to be the stone in the universes shoe.

I have my reasons. I am sure many people feel it is because I am just a fuckwit. Maybe I am. However I think it is more than that. It is my method for coping with the world.

I am an unlucky person. I often feel like the child who just molested finds their abuser cleaned himself off on their teddy bear. I feel I have every right to wear skinny leg jeans, my chemical romance cds and a collection of knives and scars. I don't. Instead I have tacky bright scraps of cloth, junk like a signed michael bolton poster and a caustic and cynical attitude . Rather than ignore the feces iam served up and live in a fantasy world or give into it all and be mired in misery and loathing I take a middle ground.

I accept the realities of life. I cheer myself with trivial crap. And while I might be getting raped I fight back with what I can, even if that is just by telling my rapist boring.

I take negativity into myself and refine it. In order to turn iron into steel you actually need to add certain impurities. I guess I am like that. Myself life really is a pearl. A piece of grit covered in shiny hard mucus to be make it more bearable.... and oddly it has value now.

Once again fate gave me snake eyes. Once again I believe I am entitled to say "why me?" and snivel like some pittiful victim. Instead I absorb it and turn around and say "vomit, Next!".

Life is what you make of it.

I choose to make mine a pearl.



...


Vomit.

July 8th, 2008

boring.

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Oh Travis...
Ok. Well I don't mind not having a computer(lie). infact I have started daily exercise to fill in the time.


...

OH MY GOD PLEASE HELP ME! Does anyone have a spare computer tower, monitor and keyboard I could borrow for a fortnight? this could be life or death.

July 6th, 2008

boring

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Oh Travis...
ok. so work was pretty lame. my mothers really ill. like possibly about to die. and I came to find we had been robbed, computer gone. I am posting from my phone, which thank god is amazing and has a qwerty keyboard and is made for net use. I don't know what I will do with out a computer. I may just organize a charity ball.

I am currentl waiting on the police to come and fingerprint the place.


Nil Interest .



....can I live without porn, wikipedia and wow?

No.

July 1st, 2008

Do you know who i am?

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Perhaps you do. At the end of the day, it is an irrelevant question. The question we should all ask is....Do i know who i am? And then perhaps you should take it further.... Do i know who i should be? If you start asking yourself that regularly and you compare it with How do people see me? you would be well on your way to be an outstanding human being.

In my case i always knew who i was. It has been speculated that i could well have narcissistic personality disorder..... I certainly have not found it burdensome. If anything my constant inner monologue that promotes me while never ceasing to ridicule others has been a more than capable auto-pilot when the rest of pysche is otherwise engaged. What i lacked was the conviction and surety of myself to simply be what i knew i was. Instead i opted for what at the time seemed like easier options.

It is never easier to be something other than you are. Ever. When you try all you are doing is bending over for the world. And you become a painted target, prone and waiting to be victimized and abused by the predators and parasites that inhabit the earth. And then BAM! next thing you know you are getting socially raped on a daily basis and your life is all kinds of shit falling apart into a well of acid while listening to Shania Twain! And once that happens your life is really up shit creek. Believe me, i know. I was an absolutely total loser during the early years of high school. And not because of who i was, but because of how i acted. I spent far too much time worrying trying to fit in in my own way, too much time worrying about what other people thought(that is, any time at all). Thank fuck i was lucky enough to have a mentor that quite literally told me to shut the fuck up and deal with it. And so from that point i gave about as much thought to other peoples opinions about me as i give to winter olympic sports (it may be a downfall that this dismissal of ideas has now grown to include almost all opinions that don't run with mine). From that point on i stopped trying to fit into society or the box i had been given. It wasn't like i sat down one day and thought "You know what... I am just going to be strange today". It was just a natural progression. As i tested societies boundaries and tolerance i found that you could pretty much anything that didn't brake a law and that our laws don't discriminate against people acting unusual. I wore bad drag to Federal Parliament. If that isn't an example of freedom of expression i don't know what is.

As for do i know who i should be? I am lucky in that too. See i believe it is a trick question. If you really know who you are and have accepted that... Then who else could you be? See people get stuck on this. If someone is unhappy i often ask who they want to be in life. The answer is invariably an occupation like "Promotional Designer for Fuckwit Corp" or some other high and mighty job. A job doesn't determine who you are. Are you a great man because you founded a mulitbillion dollar company? Are you a loser because you are an unemployed bum? No! You founded a great company because you are great, you have no job because you are a loser! Success for most people starts inside. When you get your shit sorted out you generally find other things just start sliding into place. So in knowing who i was from such a young age i knew exactly who i had to be. I had to be me. Unfortunately for a long time i knew i was absolutely failing at that so i tried other things. I think everyone has to get raped a few times. I know i did. I even did some raping.

All of this is what i now come to think of in very simple terms. A phrase that compresses the lessons i have learned in life as well as the theories of my religion. I have started to think of it as the Travis Doctrine.

Without Apology. Without Exception.

So easy and yet so hard. Easy because it is so simple to follow. Just be yourself. So hard because it leaves little room for compromise. Easy enough to be out at work. Hard to let your co-workers know you are a big nelly bottom that just needs good, regular dickings. My counter to that is just to act naturally. If being camp or whatever is unacceptable at your work perhaps you shouldn't be there. And remember that in life we will do things we wouldn't like to be splashed on page 1. Which is fine so long as you never do something you are ashamed of. I have also had people throw questions at me like "But what of killers and pedophiles? Aren't they just being themselves?". My answer to that is that people are more than passions and desires and if someone happens to be nothing but then they are not a human being but an upright beast not worth keeping alive. And while it is every persons inalienable right to express themselves that does not over ride every other persons inalienable right to life without molestation.

And How do people see me? Of course i have said here and other places that you should give no stock in the opinions in others if they are putting you down for being yourself. And that is absolutely true. But a time should come in your life when you have absolutely mastered yourself and thoroughly explored that plateau your personality is. For me the way to get off of that plateau was other people. Other people unwittingly gave me the directions to the trail that continues up Mountain Me. They were my catalyst. I knew who i was and was happy with it...But other people didn't. I didn't give a fuck that they were not happy. But it distressed me that people didn't know me. I realized then that perhaps i wasn't as certain and sure of myself as i thought. And of course i wasn't, there were huge gaps in my life where i was just failing to live up the standard i had set. There were parts now where i was going way over the top, to please other people and i had lost sight of my goals in order to cater for the whims of other people. This is the way life goes. Constantly learning, constantly re-evaluating and constantly striving forward to perfection. You climb that mountain, the peak in sight and when you climb over that last rise you realize this is just another plateau the peak is just THERE! And so off you go.

Some people find that metaphor scary. That life will never be Done. In most cases it is because they don't enjoy it now so horizon of more to come is anathema to them. For me it is an indescribable mix of excitement and impatience.

In answer to this posts subject... I sure know who i am.

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