April 2010
1 post
March 2010
3 posts
February 2010
2 posts
January 2010
2 posts
sequence #07
the clearing stood as a dogma for a hesitation pinched between the dullness of marmalade stick and convenience ploy. whilst in this conjunction the streets are still weary from tanks trudging about, sloppy calm sits above this blankhead mumbling to a song.
stickler flicks in continuum to arhythmic slurs punctuating dots off sentences plummeting into the evening set.
these are seconds where each...
sequence #06
fumes breathe each in every humdingers’ balcony
of hollow thoughts, summarizing arbitrary compulsions
swimming in the bosom of clumsy dogmas. i stand as
freakmongers bask in an ideology swamped by unlit
passageways paving makeshift routes for the blind. break
these ears that picked up the vibrations of tears and fears
flickering through the blackout. where is the stance
to be modeled...
December 2009
2 posts
sequence #05
severed, how uncivilized, this
we, not that shall it not, speak through
all valves you continue to maroon
in timely just becauses. intimidating
storm, bluff called, as every in such ever
heads bob clanking to rhythms set
to the motion of films blanketing
thoughts to sleep. these clues left none
such spaces to conundrum itself into
molotovs to spark arguments for myself
to identify. every...
October 2009
6 posts
“The light that falls on to your eye, the sensory information, is meaningless. Because it could mean literally anything. And what’s true for sensory information is true for information generally. There is no inherent meaning in information. It’s what we do with that information that matters.” - Beau Lotto
sequence #04
allow me to reintroduce
the fact that i am misinformed
of the puzzle pieces provided
as i have no prior understanding
of broken things. from every
corner of lopsided walls
or ceilings, this perspective i
have of any given situation stands
as a subjective moment which requires
no attention. i believe you
were talking about making
mistakes?
September 2009
8 posts
sequence #03
off course (or
from a distance) the
hazard lights never
will be enough to attract
attention. helplessly,
something could make
someone pick up the scent
although, as things grow
comfortable, (and as a
first) i
suspect for habits to, just
as well, grow. suddenly
every other musing about
self is ultimately
redundant. where am
i? evidently, not here.
sequence #02
it’s bleak over
here. backwards the
tripwire is shivering. as
a thought, breathing
in, “ne cede malis.”
thoroughly it
is welcoming.
3. stay home
tragic to know that thousands of people would find hard to relate to the above title
cities are building million dollar casinos, hotels and shopping malls
when shelter is what people are in need right now.
sequence #01
it, then,
happens immediately as, most
suddenly, every opposing
opinion seems trivial (assuming it
being grounded perspectives). and to
much affirmation, the confluence of
the conscious and perception recalibrates
a principle which puts structure
to thought and judgment.
it, then,
redefines the individual (assuming
it being a new understanding) and
, as an experiment, assume a phase
...
2. power
colours, images and sounds
we are assaulted by
millions of them every
minute of every day
how do we choose?
1. we are humans
and what constitutes us are our senses.