Your Reflection Won't Even Look You In the Eyes
picture yourself outside the human race. as an inanimate surrounding, or bird, and picture yourself 100 feet off the ground. look down on all those people. the things they talk about, their 'music' about this 'love' they all seek, about money, about substances to destroy their minds. the human race is absurd. step outside of yourself for a second and sit back and marvel at the ridiculousness of us.
okay i'm going to put you on this chain and you can go to the door and scratch. you can't go out the door, and you can't come back, but you can scratch. when you get to the door, look back at those who sent you out. It's absurd, isn't it? doesn't quite make much sense.
okay i'm going to put you on this chain and you can go to the door and scratch. you can't go out the door, and you can't come back, but you can scratch. when you get to the door, look back at those who sent you out. It's absurd, isn't it? doesn't quite make much sense.
posted by LCpl Nash, USMC at 6:35 AM
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you know. Sometime i want to throw up. I want to throw up and never stop. sometimes i want to tattoo "future garden fertilizer" on my forhead.
I really like this -- it's a bit of a new direction, and I really like it.
It makes me think of the paintings of Heironymous Bosch ... the details just go on & on...
http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/bosch/delight/delightr.jpg
Your work really makes one stop and think about human nature.... Thomas Hobbes was pretty cynical about it all... http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/mod/hobbes-lev13.html
Okay -- so you've got to think of a way to profit from your own work... it's just pretty sad that a lot of the world's disturbing and important work gets appropriate by other people-- someone else gains... so every time a Little Richard song plays anywhere, Michael Jackson gets an automatic deposit to his bank account... the list goes on and on...
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