White Magic///Calendar of the Soul

 New Villager-Rich Doors

triple anti -myopic feeling, everything has some irony, the lake was pretty last night

what does it mean when ?love keeps calling you in your dreams?

no absolutes, no attitudes

this is the gun, you are the bullet.(chll pll- dick moves)

free falling into a world of non-material, my bike got stolen. 

-------what not to think about discovery-------

"Of all the affairs we participate in, with or without interest, the groping quest for a new way of life is the only thing that remains really exciting. Aesthetic and other disciplines have proved glaringly inadequate in this regard and merit the greatest indifference. We should therefore delineate some provisional terrains of observation, including the observation of certain processes of chance and predictability in the streets."

 Secrets Secrets Secrets Secrets Secrets Secrets Secrets Secrets Secrets 

PSYCHOGEOGRAPHY___________________________________________________====>

"In accordance with what you are seeking, choose a country, a large or small city, a busy or quiet street. Build a house. Furnish it. Use decorations and surroundings to the best advantage. Choose the season and the time of day. Bring together the most suitable people, with appropriate records and drinks. The lighting and the conversation should obviously be suited to the occasion, as should be the weather or your memories. If there has been no error in your calculations, the result should prove satisfying."

well Debord sir, you fooled me anyway 

meeting up with dingle dan later, plugging things into walls without inferring what we all assume walls are meant to do, don't even get me started on actuality or syllogisms. I wouldn't know.

----------------(((((this is the color i dyed a bunch of my clothes today))))))))

++++danielson famile rocks like my pops (happy birthday dad)++++

reaching the point where it cultivates itself

the renouncement of desires gives longevity to the things that you once have taken for granted, things that satisfy the moment, but in reality, arent going anywhere. ive been exploreing the other side of desire, and its a mess of self control. my shoes are broken, my backpack was stolen, ive lost my keys and my wallet, now im pulling myself up from my bootstraps that dont exist, capiche?

 WHY?-

   01. As I went out one Morning _Bob Dylan Cover_.mp3

inside jokes with dingle dan

human honesty

people have the tendency to fuck themselves over.

by not expanding their inner self they don't allow themselves to live to their ability to shine their best.

the contrast between two things that are actually the same ,such as who you are and who you can be, is only seen with a notion of www.thunderbird.com

If one feels fulfillment from more than this mere, but crucial, sensitivity to  this conscious notion, only then my friends  will they achieve invisible tower 

Black Moth Super Rainbow - Born On A Day The Sun Didn't Rise from memphis industries on Vimeo.

-1st single from Eating Us-

http://www.memphisindustries.com/blackmothsuperrainbow.html

Lyrics to Grass Skirt Fruit Hat :DOSEONETHEMSELVES
i've been here, sat between railings with god named celeste for, look adam to establish yourself won't really burn off that fat or we'll call it fat, that runs you near, archetypes that have been tested and failed continully tested and failed, god named celeste has always akin to catch stones at dead clock, fortunetly she's beautiful in the corners of her eyes and happy visible, she blinks while ruffage falls from my skirt, my skirt ruffage falls from my skirt,
dripping with face lost i've the frozen meats and convention center specs to build a mirrored phallus right here, 10 miles high, for everyone to imitate, but the drawings in the dust are filling up with dust again, and i've just spent that 100 dollars friends, help though, hook line and sinker, if i could cry and hug my cat all night i'll still be empty, or putting change in the meter for and entire block of people i know from bumps on a log, kite flying and chicken choking and running in place, i'm stuffing mixed messages in bottles and dropping them in gutters and when someone gets it they'll be right where i was, and maybe that'll help, so one day when the snake sucks it's tail, i'll find a pot of gold and tons of letters left for me in a matchbox and that would be idle like grown men in tights, with fists, capes and eyebeams, I-beams, i've been here, sat between poles with god name sid for, look adam to reanimate yourself won't really lop off that foot or we'll call it foot that carries you off mezzanines that burst into situated right as you left situated, tsk tsk god named sid has waited a long long time to say "i told you so" so consequentially he's eaten by a bear and happy unfortunate goodbye he thinks as a tangelo falls from my hat, shush i say to the drones of potato people whistling my social security number, some mail man to be named later must not be doing his job, i'm thinking of when that nuclear thing happens and i'm the only one left a ruin that doesn't look like the movies, it was made before, between 7 breakfast, 12 lunch 6:30 dinner, if i don't stack all these bones now and these feathers right after that i'll pretend i'm sleeping and let them talk to my listening, listening, tounges and forks and noseplugs and problems are gears and i'm lamenting over those two edges coming together in the blood blister i got out of it all,
if i could be any animal which would i be? the human soul because there's almost no halflife,
it's negligable and covered in pus with marrige on top, from globs to shoulder width to back to the hospital it don't stop
it's negligable and covered in pus with marrige on top, from globs to shoulder width to back to the hospital it don't stop
until the socially acceptable thing to do is be real...