BART HARLEY JARBIS WORLD

   Hello all. I have been absent from Bart Harley Jarvis World and its associated youtube channel for the past few months. Many of my adoring fans have reached out (shoutouts to Ronnic from the Tired Granolla Bar Podcast who is my most famous subscriber disregarding a Jared Leto impersonator) to see what the deal was with me and my lack of posting. I've had the families of fans reaching out and begging me for more blog posts since their sons and daughters are lost in the cosmic soup without a guiding light in their lives. I even had a father tell me that his son took his own life, his sweet little daniel took his own life because I had not posted for days that turned into weeks which turned into months. I'm sorry to that young boy but nothing, not even saving daniel, could have brought me out of my abscond into the limelight again . I had effectively, internally (mentally and chemistry-wise), retired from the podcast game and started to better my life by walking 5 miles a day...

    Hello all,      I'm writing this blog with a certain person in mind. I've been having an insane few days and have been really emotional. On the one hand, I have unfettered access to the internet and have never been happier. On the other hand, my brother Brady died horrifically due to my parents and their lack of love for Brady. Also their lack of love for each other caused their divorce. This is kind of a bummer but I am incredible at focusing on the bright side of life. It still has been tough though, and I've started to depend on other people for the first time ever in my life. I downloaded discord on my tablet and have been chatting with a girl and she has been really influential in my grieving process and how I'm dealing with the death of the marriage (and B dog). Her laugh makes my heart flutter, and I love when she screams and cries because she died in Pixel Gun 3D. She is my erythang.  With all that being said, this one goes out to my crush. ...

TO MY FOLLOWERS, I SING TO YOU FROM MOUNTAINTOPS - HELLOOO!!!!!!!!!! Haters can fuck off and die (F.O.D.) as always. I'm writing to you all after a long day of hard work. My school started again and I am no longer being given time off due to Brady's death since the school determined I was taking advantage of their leniency due to Brady's death. I begged my parents to remodel my room after his death since we shared a room and they accepted since they were paid a large life insurance pay out after his death. I'm still very torn up over his unexpected death but I kinda made out like a King in the deal. I have been dranking some red stripes and watching The Original Kings of Comedy on repeat since that shit is awesome. I especially love Steve Harvey and Bernie Mac segments. I have been watching it a lot since one of my New Years Resolutions is to watch 501 movies in 501 days (inspired by Greg Turkington) and I can watch movies as many times as I want so I plan to the movie ...

    Hello all,     Friends who truly know me know that I've been interested in the physical and mental forces that control this world for a long time. This has led me to be a man of science. I've been doing my work in secret for years now, and I finally believe I have something concrete enough to share with the community. I am showing my Legumies my findings first to test how they will be recieved in scientific journals. I have been performing these experiments on myself and think I will be hailed as a hero in the future for the discoveries I have made.      I first discovered this 2 months ago, during a dream. In my dreams, I was in school. I was inside of Mr. Stubbs's room and he was talking about some gay ass english teacher bullshit. (I suspect Brady was gay although he would always deny it but I guess we will never know. I have a gay brother so I can call my english teacher gay). I was then called into the nurse's office and I was like alrigh...

 Hello all,     To explain the title. I've been having these dreams man. I hesitate to call them dreams. Their realism strikes me. It stuns me. Every day, I wake up and cry because it feels like I'm leaving where I should be. I feel real emotions for the people in my dreams. I can't feel physical pains or touch, but mentally, I am feel anguish and emotional damage every time I wake up from these dreams. If everything was right in the world, that is where I would be, among my dreams. Now, I'm crying for other reasons. I've been seeing Big Chungus in every dream I've been having recently. I think this may be a mental reaction from the stress of Brady's coma, and may be how I'm coping. The cause doesn't matter. What matters is that I've been seeing Big Chungus around every corner in the dreams. Every dream. It's terrifying. The people I love like Brady get ravaged by Big Chungis. I don't know. I don't think it's dreams anymore. I...