Saturday, March 22, 2008

keep the covers on

it's bed time, children. Stay warm and comfortable. You won't feel a thing.


stretching the limits of our self imposed boundaries can allow us to become in tune with different vibrations that would otherwise go unnoticed

if you want

to fight the tide you can row out to sea and harpoon a giant neon octopus ...he'll tell you about the shapeshifting transluscent bioluminescent outfit you'll prefer in the distant future's past. There are self hollidays to celebrate.


i am the fountain that never ends
i am you . you are the fountain that never ends

us them they all

we are
us them
them are us
our we are us
them them are us hours
hours are their hours
are us hours are them
all are us are you
all all are you are you all are you

Friday, March 21, 2008

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

what the fuck happened

I've never seen Gary Meyer more perplexed as when I put this up on the critboard. It all started as smooth as can be but by the time I got to the infamous "crack tower" I just felt compelled to throw some soy sauce on this and let it bake for about 15 minutes. Of course he had no idea about that... and I didnt feel like bringing up ghosts and time travel when I knew the only constructive criticism would be about the formal elements. Damnit I'm hungry. There were times when I really should have seen that MSG eye drop loving bycicle thief. TourdeFrance is a joke for you, milkman!!

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

ballpoint bubbahpen is mah friend

well... I guess the best I can do by now is to be misunderstood!
Let's take a moment and consider the world through the eyes of a muffin

planetary motion yaaall

everything here is anatomically correct in the 5th dimension

around the world in 5 seconds

this is the only requirement my dear. you have to use your nose! think with your nose!
by the way PERFUME is a demented beautiful film. I highly recommend it to those that listen with their noses

the wheels of time

When I stand up I'm upside down to someone on the other side of the globe and when I arch my back the boxcars align themselves on the tracks laid by white cobras


at some point the hungry lions need to be fed

JSS knows

Monday, March 17, 2008