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Tuesday, 16 September 2008
Saturday, 13 September 2008
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"A mandala projected from the third eye of suburban back yards, cracked drive ways, and dusty VCR's. The wizards of Baltimore and Wham City deal powerful magic, we'll need it soon, the dawn of this post-postmodern age is upon us." - J. Roche
im gonna get my bathing suit on
gonna get my base face on
gonna get my hat out of loan
gonna get my space face on
im gonna turn all snakes into bone
go wishing the stone
keep the crystal cat cold
gotta get to the throne
hope my baby
may we meet a beastman
hold us there
happy but by one hand
gonna get my pile of stone
gonna my loud loud gong
gonna get my men into rows
you better cover them toes
big carrot throne
let them take a load
the crystal cat gets cold
i think he's half serious and i think i half buy it
Thursday, 21 August 2008
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If a man withdraws his mind from the love of beauty, and applies it as sincerely to the love of the virtuous; if, in serving his parents, he can exert his utmost strength; if, in serving his prince, he can devote his life; if in his intercourse with his friends, his words are sincere - although men say that he has not learned, I will certainly say that he has.
said confucius
Sunday, 17 August 2008
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lost in translation
dialogue between my father and my sister, as perceived by my sister.
Father: I want national wood for table.
Yuri: Natural, papa, not national.
F: AH?!? That's what i said!
Y: Um. No. It's not.
F: Ah, i want die.
Y: WHAT?
F: Beautiful man.
Y: Who's a beautiful man?
F: I AM PITIFUL MAN
Y: oh.
F: yuri, you have things to clean ear?
Y: um. what?
F: what's called? IQ?
Y: hah, er, q-tip?
F: oh. cupid. yes.
Y: no.
"People use credit cards... and then they suicide."
Y: you've got to be kidding me.
F: yes, God will kill you.
Y: what.
Sophia Coppola doesn't have shit on this
