August 2008
7 posts
ahhh, berry nice. it’s like your head starts...
shit, fuck, damn.
struggling with identity.
the institutional sort.
the occupational type.
extroversion, rather the lack of.
consistently dissatisfied of
my memory’s false alibi.
confusing my 5th awakened hour
with my 3rd dreaming.
come to think of it,
all times are good times,
even on Dali’s quarter to nine.
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the way to
succeed
is to
double
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error rate
| ese tipo watson
July 2008
8 posts
hrrrthrrr:
[ hometown glory….adele ]
comfort zone
its like a square, a room. plush carpet/ not the commercial type. two windows, not three, blinds down. temperature stays decent, around 78degrees. i’m pacing around the couch, around the desk disgusted by the comfort, by the routine, by the predictability. while wishing for something different, i realize i’ll have to work for it.
dreams are made of sweat.
recklesspath:
Lykke Li’s dance dance dance
June 2008
3 posts
strangers
born in nyc and always have lived closed by. i head in to the city everyday. all that exposure and i still haven’t gotten accustomed to the intersections of lives, with the classical homeless person on the corner and the investment banker, with swollen pockets, strolling past the foam cup. just another day in nyc and every other metropolis.
Common | Retrospect for Life
ungrateful
ahhh, how they never tire from their exhibitionist ways. time surrenders for them in those glass enclosures and they still don’t reveal an expression.
May 2008
6 posts
“The feasts of voracious consumption testify not to a fullness of appetite but to...”
– Lapham’s Quarterly V.1 | No.2
capital | volume one
money, some say its the greatest invention ever made; others say its been the worst. i’ll buy the latter over the former. cliches could get tiring and are cheap cop outs from devising your own genuine string of words but they are also an indicator on how important an issue is, hence the volumes of cliches under the money umbrella. the chalk marks are everywhere over the temptations of the...
Mos Def | Speed Law
i love lola too.
as i waited for the bus this morning i looked to the left and saw a “x loves x” note tagged on the green beam of the bus shelter and then another tag on the trash can. consequently i was left to think of the purpose of these marks. i’m all for graffiti but graffiti with a somewhat social purpose since public/ or someone else’s private property is being used in efforts of...
RJD2 | GhostWriter
bienvenido
electronic moleskine, recording experiences through images.
toast.
“there is a time in every man’s education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide; that he must take himself for better, for worse…” | Emerson