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back [May. 12th, 2008|11:47 am] i'm back here; for a good while. link 4 comments|post comment

[Feb. 12th, 2008|06:14 pm] Yeah, and every time I come back into this world, it's much scarier here. Don't you feel different? because you seem different lately. (Dennis Cooper, Period. p. 40) Well, he says I'm him. That I'm a reflection of him. He says where he lives, strange things go on a the time. Magic things, evil things. I guess I'm starting to believe what he says. Because he;s so confident, and I;m always confused. (Dennis Cooper, Period. p. 41) That's what I mean. you;re all so different. It's getting harder to believe in this world anymore. I want to be somewhere else. Like in there, where it's simple. Where it's dark. (Dennis Cooper, Period. p. 42) link post comment

[Feb. 12th, 2008|06:13 pm] "In the Chronicle of the North, men act in silence. They make war, they conclude peace, but they themselves never say, nor does the chronicle add, why they make war, for what reason they make peace; in the city on the court of the prince, there is nothing to be heard, all is silent, all sit behind closed doors, and deliberate for themselves; the doors open, the men come out onto the scene, they perform some action, but they act in silence." Soloviev, History of Russia From the Most Ancient Times. link post comment

[Dec. 19th, 2007|10:24 am] i am not here. we move slower. it doesn't hurt yet. link post comment

[Dec. 19th, 2007|10:15 am] [ Current Location | miami, fl ] [ music | dead people's things ] link post comment

[Oct. 21st, 2007|10:27 pm] we were in a grain silo, a cyberpunk art fair ; artworks hovering, some kind of futuristic circus, as usual. intermittent shots of children, ten or twelve years old, sleeping on bunk beds; babies in a nursery, laid out side by side on wide steps on either side of a rift in the middle. it reminds me of bowling. every hour, on the strike of the clock, a child disappears and an infant, rolling over in its sleep, falls down the gash, silently. one by one, absorbed by the depth. people at the art fair. infants falling. perspective from below : narrow, angled, labyrinthine souterrain tunnel, the infants propelled to their deaths, sent crashing, smashing against the walls, floor and ceiling nuch like a marble in a pinball machine. there are no sounds blood everywhere. i wake in terror. link post comment

[Oct. 21st, 2007|10:23 pm] [ Current Location | roadside ] [ mood | stalking ] [ music | picnic ] link post comment

sierra leone [Sep. 2nd, 2007|09:25 pm] "she turned around, and i thought, my god, she is so beautiful. and then i saw that she had no arms." www.ursulameissner.de (from our forthcoming documentary) link post comment

[Sep. 2nd, 2007|09:23 pm] [ music | deathspell omega ] we killed the girl link post comment

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[Aug. 11th, 2007|11:10 pm] she thought, a place where only you went. and never came back. i thought i'd forgotten, but all i speak is you. from below the river. i know now, you were never far. we are transparent like lies. only the video you. my ghost and torment, love is exile. link post comment

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[Jun. 20th, 2007|02:15 pm] [ Current Location | j ] [ mood | j ] [ music | j ] " dear j.- i just had a strange dream- i had just moved back into my old small house in tokyo, but the best thing was, Greyskull was next door. I was giving or geting my keys from my friend s. (who is very much like an elf). There was a large black chest i had sent myself and i was getting ready to unpack it, but you said ,"no, not yet." in a strange dream logic, everything about Greyskull and you were in black & white, while my house was Holga-coloured (faded, distant, familiar, surrounded, as always, with animal sounds). that's about all i can remember so far-- " beijingZoo link post comment

[Jun. 17th, 2007|03:19 am] all the pretty men all the pretty men all the pretty men so contrary how does your garden grow silver bells all in a row and there is danger ahead mary mary link post comment

[Jun. 12th, 2007|08:46 am] "like city lights, receding." link post comment

[May. 17th, 2007|03:51 pm] [ Current Location | meiji jingu, harajyujkyu ] link 1 comment|post comment

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