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This much overlooked rock-opera has been uploaded to my web server for your listening pleasure... http://squarewaves.net/opentape/
Most people only know the title track, and are missing out on a cleverly written and entertaining story when taken as a whole.
This happens quite a lot. I'll be driving somewhere and what seems like pure genius to me at the time, just starts flowing from my brain. I have no way of stopping to write it down, and attempts to record it ends up in a few random snippets of sillyness. Most of what I do capture never ends up seeming as good as it was right then and there when it came to me. I wonder if this "genius" itself is merely a breakdown of systems meant to keep my ego in check, or perhaps some other function of my brain stressed to the point of loosening guard by the act of concentrating on staying alive in rush-hour traffic.
I don't do much better in the bathtub, but at least there I have pen and paper, or, my phone. I write or type notes while listening to music on my headphones. A lot of examples of my strange notational doodling can be found here. I don't even care if you think I'm crazy at this point. That's stuff which was pouring out of my head that at the moment, and thought had some kind of gravity or needed to be remembered. I have a lot of story ideas in my head and some of that is either related, or a result of needing to just get it out of my head because it was distracting me. The majority of what remains locked inside is what I'm really trying to get out. Part of me wonders that once it is, if it might be as disappointing to me as the rest of it.
This wasn't the blog I even intended to write. On my way home I was going to do something about my past occult studies an an experiment in sex magick, but I failed to capture the moment. I have a lot of knowledge pertaining to things sweet people aren't really supposed to know about. I don't even have anyone here I can really discuss any of it with, but hey, I think I've rambled quite enough as it is.
#file under nonsense
Fractals build on awareness through capillary action into the nether regions of the hologram from which they derive. These shards of intricate codices embody a quantum-entangled subset of the whole, through which all can be revealed.
no, this won't make much sense
but pepper keenan (and dimebag in pantera) makes up for it
A friend said it looked like something out of H.R.Geiger's head, and linked it on his blog. I used to have a blog called "Sauceruney", and would update every day with any weird/cool things I could think of or find. sauceruney.com has a stupid place-holder video I made in Flash, and I have a junk pile of pictures from there and other web-forum fuckery at sauceruney.com/images
Was just doing vanity searches on that new bing.com thing, to see what came up.
This is all random bits of my brain, culled off random scraps of paper I've collected over the past 20 years.
Sometimes I have imaginary conversations with people, in situations I'll never see.
It seems that nothing means anything anymore, anyway.
On Larry Flynt's b-day I wrote - Doo Dah for the Poobah of Hoo Ha.
We're all deceivers,
We're all believers in each other's lies.
Committing crimes,
No matter how small,
There's no reason at all.
They say that man...
Man he is basically evil,
I say the devil is teaching us well.
A little bit of all of us belongs in Hell.
Sometimes, when I wake up, or when I see something on the news, I feel like we're living in a Philip K. Dick novel. It's like he found some way to affect the world on a quantum level after he died. Or perhaps he saw the world in a way that's only become more evident now?
What you say
and what you do
this is your world
a reflection of you
If John Holmes and Sherlock Holmes were brothers, or related in some way, considering their relative fictions and legends, combined they become a wonderful example of men thinking with both brains.
You can't dig a quantum well, nor call a quantum mechanic.
Just as your life has been augmented by technology, so it has been transparently by the systems of government and industry. We are no longer the young nation of rebels seeking refuge from tyranny. Posioned by tales of victories-unbalanced by those of recent failure, the memes of Divine-righted Kings have arisen to infect minds, and bludgeon the skulls of resistance into complacency.
Infra-Redux
Spaced Out
Space Doubt
A bomb which explodes hot, melted, govt-surplus cheese, like a burning hell of napalm.
We need to become a society of intelligent, self-sufficient individuals.
Meditation. Contact with the divine. Interfacing with the universe at the "god" level in order to surf your way through the wave of life. To better remain calm and attentive with heightened awareness.
Sailing ships,
One way trips,
The past, it slips away.
No more pension,
No more perks,
Or nepotistic public works.
Huge pay cuts across the board,
It's time to cull the feeding hoarde.
Terence McKenna rambling on about techno-shamanic something or other and taking high doses of mushrooms... with didgeridoo music, naked dancers and video trippiness in the background...
not sure if this will work... it's a flash music player I code-jacked from the band's website http://www.hirrorenniffer.com/ found them on HydraHead's site. The player's not working.
