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[Feb. 27th, 2009|01:25 am] |
See right through me
I'm the invisible man |
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| Vision |
[Nov. 16th, 2007|09:53 pm] |
Travis Jeppesen:
He has a nose and a pair of lips, but no eyes. Vision! Vision! he calls out. It's my dog, Vision. Wandered off. I went into the kitchen to cut my arm off. Vision responded, No! No! Vision told me how I think I know everything, and yet this was not true. I don't know. I think.
Vision drank half a bottle of vermouth and laid himself out on the floor. We were just like the rest of the world, only our duties could be performed with filth leaking down the sides of our heads. She looked down to see what she was tripping over. It was then that we simultaneously realised that Vision was dead. |
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| something |
[Nov. 16th, 2007|02:26 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | office desk | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | slounging | ] |
| [ | music |
| | none, but I'm humming Scream Like A Baby... ;-) | ] |
Well, this:
...I like it, although I really can't quite decide whether it's finished yet...
...whilst this one is finished, but I really can't quite decide if I like it :D
Libra... ;-) |
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| Stig Graffiti Mater |
[Jul. 27th, 2007|09:58 pm] |
Surprising things can appear on your body. Graffiti on your skin, a pussy on your leg, a fridge door on your arm.
Sometimes things appear on your windows too.
Today is my mother's birthday but I didn't buy a present. Badjimmy. |
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| A Room With A View |
[Jun. 25th, 2007|12:32 am] |
...which perhaps suggests that I really should go to bed earlier :D However on the upside I finally ate something today. |
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| this is not for you |
[Jun. 24th, 2007|02:43 am] |
Why Navidson? Why not someone else? "Ma io perche venirvi? a chi 'l concede?"
For hell's cartographer the answer is mildly satisfying. For Navidson, however, there is no answer at all. During Exploration #4 he even asks aloud "how the fuck did I get here?" The house responds with resounding silence. No divine attention. Not even an amaurotic guide.
Some have suggested that the horrors that Navidson encountered in that house were merely manifestations of his own troubled psyche. |
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| thank you in anticipation of your co-operation |
[Jun. 22nd, 2007|09:51 pm] |
"I have received complaints regarding the gold decorations that are visible at the above property. Apparently there is writing on the windows also which is detracting from the general appearance of the building."
These people are vandals! - especially the one called Puding, who was particularly suspicious, and what's more I don't think it was even her real name. But the police were very helpful.
I am starting to make a talisman. |
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| Bipolar Days |
[Mar. 7th, 2007|10:08 pm] |
...it's been a long time since I've updated...
...but then it's been a long time since I've seen snow like this:
Yes, yes. I am 5 years old, but I love snow because I see it so infrequently... ;-)
..and now Jim (against a waste bin):
and Lizaaaaaaaaaaaaaard and silentfish:
...and from here, the perfect balcony, the flags can wave, the adoring regiments can be addressed by the leader whilst I sing the lyrics of Heaven's In Here...
Wilommen, bienvenue, welcome.
10 days, 3 cities, 2 situations. |
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| More Blood |
[Nov. 14th, 2006|03:10 am] |
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Maybe two hours later... [picture deleted] ...or so. Wu Bai "White Dove" at volume and no other place to go. My certainties gone. Long weekend. |
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| we'll slide down the surface of things |
[Nov. 3rd, 2006|01:02 am] |
For Tony. Maybe you will like these. Maybe not.
There are fat oily sausages on my table. I acquired them about 30 minutes after I took these photographs. I was excited about them earlier. Probably I will be excited about them again, maybe tomorrow. |
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| Tuesday |
[Jul. 18th, 2006|08:49 pm] |
Tony! I updated! :D
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