Screamin' Jay Hawkins is a wild man

-oil on canvas
--digital digital (pictures of screenshots)
---appl cider days
----black and white (35mm)
-----my twin brother with his sun chair
------yeasayer ambling alp video

walk through

2. 
  

-various digital digital
--writing: debord, bureau of public secrets

BREATH UP IN YOUR FRAME

now i n i know. 

The notion of American exceptionalism—that the United States alone has the right, whether by divine sanction or moral obligation, to bring civilization, or democracy, or liberty to the rest of the world, by violence if necessary—is not new. It started as early as 1630 in the Massachusetts Bay Colony when Governor John Winthrop uttered the words that centuries later would be quoted by Ronald Reagan. Winthrop called the Massachusetts Bay Colony a “city upon a hill.” Reagan embellished a little, calling it a “shining city on a hill.”

i know that it takes a whole lot of energy to make the bottles that our beer goes into and a whole lot of our own energy goes into drinking that shit. but how much energy goes into beer and the consumption of it to grow a redwood. nothing scares me is an oxymoronic statement. courtesy of michael p.___---+__

"The United States Bullion Depository, commonly called Fort Knox, is a fortified vault building located near Fort Knox, Kentucky, which is used to store a large portion of United States official gold reserves and, occasionally, other precious items belonging or entrusted to the federal government.

The United States Bullion Depository holds about 4,603 tons (4 176 metric tonnes) of gold bullion (147.4 million troy ounces[1]). It is second in the United States only to the Federal Reserve Bank of New York's underground vault in Manhattan, which holds about 5,000 metric tonnes of gold in trust for many foreign nations, central banks and official international organizations"

-etching (process, unfinished, soon though!)

WELL I CAN SAVE MY LIFE

In his later years Wilhelm Reich came to feel that an “emotional plague” was so firmly embedded in the population that it would take generations of healthily raised children before people would become capable of a libertarian social transformation; and that meanwhile one should avoid confronting the system head-on since this would stir up a hornet’s nest of ignorant popular reaction.

beauty of bamboo

-oil on canvas

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... 

I am not a tool, I swear

Pretty sweet lil online synth found with Max earlier. 

TWOTHOUSANDANDGRIND

Scuttle Snails from Chase Rees on Vimeo.

Ghana In Fog from Paul Octavious on Vimeo.

SUMMER 2 SHORT

THINGS TALKED ABOUT

ITS TOON TIME

iFALAFEL

CHILLEBRATE

travels perpetuate discomfort, and therefore comfort with discomfort
im passive enough to know that it is easier to just go alone than to
actually try and make change where change isnt needed, thats just selfish.
we need another instant truck stop post office card to explain
in the mean time ill share with you this.

geezer

ALL MY LOVE AND LUCK ON THE RIVER EUPHRATES

Backwards, my hat was being worn backwards, a tall dude, with cowboy boots and weathered hands; wearing my hat backwards, waiting in line at the post office, carrying his mothers ashes in a purple urn, the drawl of his breath smelled of the now perpetual past that only his social adieu could justify. I felt his long hair under my hat. How in the world had he found my hat. I anticipated the the viscosity of the plot soon to unfold before me, he pensively walked up to my window. I didn't have to wait long to break the ice about this hat that somehow, he had acquired. The last time I had seen this hat, the girl, Flower, had taken it, with my heart no less. The urn that the tall dude held, was being sent to detroit, which made the ice breaking easy.It was a Detroit Pistons hat. I wanted it back, my mom bought me that! So I asked him - he was Flower's fiance- he gave me back my hat. He told me that he was going to marry flower in the spring they were gonna have a ceremony at the center of a labyrinth on the coast, he invited me, I probably wouldn't be able to make it, no matter how wonderful it sounded, could be, rain or shine, i was a postal worker, and he made me feel civilized. Hella casual. I told him thank you, and he left.

LITTLE BUNDLE

little bundle from peter lyon on Vimeo.

amateur frumious bandersnatch

where the locals go