Saturday, January 31, 2009

Figurescraft

UFO warning, we are wide open for penetration. Our airspace is being invaded by unknown somethings, seen by military, the apparatus, and documented.

Free culture, freedom of ideas, rent culture. Spread ideas, remixed digitally, colored in peace, spoken by pirates, creating not consuming, potentially. Finish what someone says the way you want to, photoshop history.

Astreroids are eventually going to fall. There's so much chaos happening in space. In 1969 the mutual UFO network started. Volunteers investigate and report sightings. Seeing ships, figures, abductions, contactee interaction, documentary evidence, ask a scientist who invented anti-gravity, get followed on the way home, missing time. Evidence of entities, and knowledge of star systems, protein stains, implants, fit within a statistical anomoly. We as human beings have some power.

Peggy Sue has psychic premonitions.


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Thursday, January 29, 2009

Bite My Dust

The tide has started to ebb, just as it reached its highest point. Bright rays of sunlight cut the melting ice like lasers. The cult of Snuggie reminds me one size fits all, but I've done some personal growths, my soul got larger. I used to hang my coat by its hood now I use that inner string thing they sew on the back collar.

I'm seriously considering buying bulk food for emergency situations. I wonder what food I'm eating during superbowl.

I've been playing with designs, but nothing is exciting me. Ever since the holidays, I've been in a far less productive phase. Although I never give myself enough credit. I spent hours on something I'm not happy with now, it was an idea I had to work out, and now instead of a feeling of accomplishment I have a mix of tired disappointment and self loathing. Problamata XXX as Aristotle called it, the unhappy meloncholy which drives me to create.

We are third dimensional beings who learn our lessons in time and space.


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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Got Ice?

My back is sore from shoveling ice, on the sidewalk and driveway. It zapped my energy. It broke up and plowed kinds easy, I think because I waited till the warmest part of the day. The ice was heavy though, and I had to get real low to scoop it up. I got really anal with getting the concrete super clean ice free zen garden style. But that was really the only activity I've had all day.
Spending some time getting caught up on Lost so when I watch Lost tonight I'm not so lost.
Outside there's a cool orange light stripe with dark purple clouds. There's no camera in the iPod touch, which is a big draw back with me. But I will get a better camera phone next upgrade with my Verizon Wireless. I think it's stupid there isn't an iPhone for Verizon, that's a big fuck up in my opinion.


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Saturday, January 24, 2009

RAMjet

Disclaimer : descriptions of subatomic brain reactions may induce vomiting.

"Yes, I Agree to terms of services."

In once time, sticky sparked ignition: kids in a candy shop, new shoes, rappers, rock stars & runway models. Map the burn, maximize, Sally McDonalds millions of tiny happy customers.

"Keep the seeds & sacred seven alive past 2012."

"The hive mind will dissolve the concept of personal ownership anyways. The Photon Belt was beyond my comprehension doody cava blue jeans ago, today I see everything is related to the Photon Belt. We're in it."

The liquid core, sits green glowing electric soul, the tree, the orbs, the channels and tunnels, rip curls and pulls, fractalized into the overmatrix of existence.


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Friday, January 23, 2009

Tap Type On The Tiny Keys

It's like a tiny lttle instrument. I'm talking about my iPod touch again. Maybe it's just that new toy feeling, or all that advertising finally got to my head, or I'm already addicted to iPod touch.

Wrech to the pipe brick thumbs tap type.
I want a death bed blow job, until then plenty of green giants.
Calcium dot pineal gland constructor, scan for ESP.
Remote viewing simulcast various reality tunnels like tabs on a web browser.
There are moon bases on the dark side of the moon; the moon was once combined with earth, Tiamat, until our second sun Satan smashed shit up, binary system brown dwarf star style.

Now
I gotta go move some wooden shit.


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Thursday, January 22, 2009

Enter The Ipod Touch

And now Im wifi semi mobile. The iPhone without the AT&T service plan. I've been playing with this all day, and now I got a pocket blogger thing going on. Another step towards the hive mind.


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