With my heart and it’s sorrow I send you my memories of connections being made. May you get back from death, it’s my deepest feeling.
Archive for July, 2002
Looking up to the grey sky, there’s smog all around, and I still can see some white clouds.
So many fruits, all of them roten… gotta find the sweetest ones.
This time, it’s all about the same devenloper.
Find out what anime bad boy you are.
The Herculoid glob.
Find out what secondary animated character you are.
cold.. or are you?
Find out what bishonen you are.
I should make up a new dream out of it, but will we dare?
Gimme the moutache, gimme the human race. This is fucking crap, some get the disease. This boots, I haven’t seen in years, I’ll wear them again soon. Which reminds me: Stupid tests, dig it all.
I hate it when this hapens, fuck’em all. I found it but it wasn’t like before. Edition of reality, this sucks, and listen to me: kids don’t need the monsters. I’ve seen it before: salute deliverance of the pregnant woman… she is the bringer of chaos, she bears the childer of mistake, and is father was an idiot; then, the liar of the dead people came into scene, fucked it all up. And for that, we all got to pay… it wasn’t our mistake, but we paid out of frienship.
Lot’s of paper, lot’s of it in my mind, I figured it all out long ago… but I need the perfect proof, a document. The scupultor will find in myself his own shame, I’ll burn him down. 12 stores of wisdom, and only 7 books about it.
Days are relative, time it is. My fingers on my skin, searching for sings of intelligence, nothing but fear, anger… intelligence is not in solid state… not in me… that’s why I’ll look over virtualia.
Fingernails recently cut, long hair, long beard… well cut. They won’t get in my way, I can ruin myself, but they won’t push me down, not anymore
– whatever, you wouldn’t get it anyway.
Ok, I had too much coffee, it’s been two days of drinking no liquids other than coke and coffe, and eating no more than fruits, cheetos, cheese, tortillas and chocolate.
Saturday I had an event doing some Atomoton demos… during a LotR tournament, it turned out well, I was with my lil’ bro and we had fun as we haven’t in months, maybe years. since I barely see him anymore.
The rest is about lost work, stupid and pointless homework and some real homework as well. I’m working on an organic scupulture based on indian mandalas, microscopic organisms, electronics, and shub-niggurath (it’s turning out pretty interesting).
I took lot’s of photographs today, I’ll check how they turned out later, I don’t have the money right now… I’m really broke since the car crash.
I feel sleepy, and I have too much work ahead, maybe I’ll have to sell my painting and scupultures at the park this summer to pay-off my ass and maybe even saving up for a new computer, ortrip to the next origins, or to help publishing The Hive, who knows, it depends on how many paints I sale, wish me luck.
|I taste like Bread.I am a staple in almost everyone’s diet. Friends like me are a complement to any other friends I get on with almost everyone, remaining mostly in the background, but providing substance when it would otherwise be lacking. What Flavour Are You?|
|I am a Space-invader.I will happily recruit the help of friends to aid me in getting what I want. I have no tolerance for people getting in my way, and I am completely relentless until any threats or opposition are removed. I try to be down-to-earth, but something always seems to get in the way. What Video Game Character Are You?|
I took the What Mythological Creature Are you? test by