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Planning with Detachment

Editor’s note: the following is an unedited excerpt from a spontaneous thought stream captured while exploring a chemically altered state of consciousness — i.e., not to be taken too seriously. Any spelling, grammatical, and/or other errors appear below as they exist within the original text and have been left unedited for full effect. planning with detatchmentt: //how is art categorized in the mind? by which mechanisms are images organized, classified, and understood? consider alternate possibilities concerning how art is thought of and appreciated. look at a trash can. find one. now look at it, for a moment, and ask yourself […] Read more »

January 2003: Kef, Zod, Aht

««kef»» Romans:Jupiter:fifth/equatorialdiameter142,796km/778.3millionkmfrom sun/11.86yearrevolution/>=14moons/saturnlikerings Greeks:Zeus zod. zodiac capricorn/sagittarius/scorpio/libra/virgo/leo/cancer/gemini/taurus/aries/pisces/aquarius animaginarybeltextending8degreesoneachsideoftheeclipticandcontainingtheapparentpathsofthesunmoonandprincipalplanetsthrough12constellationsorsigns adiagramrepresentingthis acircuitorround zillion anextremelylargeindeterminatenumber/jocular(jocosejokingjestingfacetious)alterationofmillionbillionetc folie a deux sharingofdelusionalideasbytwopeoplewhoarecloselyassociated folie de grandeur adelusionofgrandeur/megalomania foible(fault) minorweaknessorfailingofcharacter/aquirkoreccentricityofcharacter/thepartofaswordbetweenthemiddleandthepointlessstrongthantheforte> forte(n) astrongpointasofapersonanabilityorroleinwhichoneexcels/specialty/thepartofaswordbetweenthehilt(thehandleofaswordordagger/thehandleofanyweaponortool(v.t.)tofurnishwithahilt/(idiom)tothemaximumextentordegreecompletelyfully)andthemiddlestrongerthanthefoible forte(adj) loudwithforce/loudly/(n)apassagethatisloudandforcibleorisintendedtobeso Read more »

January 2003: Herium Chat Puffs

puffy puffer dimsum dive in? mother puffer huffin and uh puufinn puff puff gassy puffs gas ape gass man total gass melt your eyeballsss herium gass ape barroon ape nails (rape nails) (ape hairs) gassadness gassedness smak em if ya got em smak it up botch smakky smak smak rope arm of the raw riving a rife of crimb noodle shooter noddle pooter high crime high time bustah rhyme the aht of warh war MONger hahr whahr !!! huh! MONstraw city mohnstraw of rearity of rock monster of rear alley tree back woods bedlam hard wood ram ha! sweet hard […] Read more »

January 2003: Saturday Night Art Chat

january 2003 ~9:30pm :::> <binary>ok <@omik>what are you up to <binary>DLa 17 <binary>marathon <binary>layout <@omik>doin layout n sh*t? <@omik>ah yeh? <@omik>oh yeah!!! <@omik>baby. <binary>ahh yeh <binary>and it is sweet indeed <@omik>any perks yet? <binary>like buttAH <binary>i need a smoke <@omik>already? <@omik>chat a spell – smell. <@omik>here it comes <binary>its been hourz <@omik>maybe we should leave the cold smoker pic up there as a break signal? <binary>ok <binary>yesss.. <binary>yes. <@omik>how long you been working on the layout? <@omik>are you almost done?!! <@omik>how is coming along? <@omik>having any problems? <@omik>did you use all the goods? <@omik>my but itches? <@omik>buttox <@omik>botox <@omik>viral injection […] Read more »

January 2003

20003 breathe think fast sleep read work release paint draw love cherish moments feelings difference real Read more »

December 2002

it has been fire for two months at least and now it is time to rebirth into a new creation. who will i be this time and what about the universal consequences? i need to know these things before I return. after that, it’s ibuprofen. for now, i will draw and paint and mix my music. i will work and play and breathe and smile. it’s a different kind of blue.. seriousness in art and not seriousness in art. be inside and see outside softly reveal. focus or die. fast or slow reap what is sown reap what is sown […] Read more »

June 2002

And yes, you know as I know — the secret of the Lake: early morning freshly fallen dew filling your nostrils, big sky days, and the chillest of sunsets and evening ambiance air still warm from the afternoon heat as the sun goes down — so quiet, so calm, only the sounds of crickets and creatures clicking and chirping and croaking their way into those glorious, panoramic galaxy star-filled glow-moon nights. Read more »

May 2001

Yes it is that time again. that time to write right what it is that must be thought of looked at and expressed throatly so. so silent i sit here screaming my fingers through this iconoplastic monstrosity. and i see my hands and sad to say see they are withering slowly away yet surely yes they seem to be and i will let it go knowing that soon they will be mine no more. i can move them with full control now i smile and sit patiently for the thought to come in like the melodic envelope of that high […] Read more »

December 1999

mr., i suspect there’s business a brewin’ in the bak woodz. geez. it seems like this quarter will never end. hour after hour…i have had so much time to study for finals that i have had plenty of time to do other things like eat and sleep in a sort of spacey, nervous anticipation of things to come. space age. the new millionium. all that millioniums — all that messy, messy meals. hot meals. mcMeals. uncle messy with a hot rockin’ holiday deal. hot fist, fisty sister…twisted fister. aarrrgggh. picking me blisters, hot dog Read more »

July 1999

this world that rapes us hates and kills us we fight and fight and fight but to no avail because the world has us trapped. never a thing of peace only striving after vanity and lofty wishful thinking. everything about everything will fuck with you while demanding full compliance with its every desire saying, "be this way do that for me only me think of me love me." full conformity yet not enough for this world. 7-99 Read more »

April 1997

[It’s] the withered fragment,              Red and dry    And delicate, ripe with time —    Enticingly… invitingly…              Inspiring Its opening.    Once inside, The essence creates another eternity —    Among the parasites…              Explore. Read more »

No Support for Millionaires

Business trips, belated reality. Soon before forgotten business, there was pleasure. Good pleasures hated bad business, they fought always. Business before pleasure then business then pleasure. Soon there was no business nor pleasure to be found. The people panicked. Business was back but no pleasure. Shocked, the people locked their businesses, they ran for pleasure and hid from leisure on the day that business took over. Read more »

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