Hey. 2 days lost. It’s almost 2, I just got up, and, though last night was free, it didn’t solve the problems posed by being drunk until 6:00. The fortune taped to my television says “You have the ability to sense and know higher truth.” It mocks me.
Afrika Bambaata – Dark Matter Moving at the Speed of Light
Ova Looven – 58:34 (Antarctica’s 81:03 remains one of my favorite recordings of all time)
Gros – Radio Islas
Harmonia – Musik Von Harmonia
That is all for now.
do people know that? I’d wear a white shirt and a badge that says “anarchy libertyfucker” and go door to door to preach it to lonely suburban tittyfuckees
It’s important like jehova
This is a truly incredible album.
Here is the early afternoon.
Here is coffee.
Had a flying dream last night. The way to fly is to hold the invisible rails so you look like a rock em sock em robot with your arms held out in front of you. Your ability to leave the ground is dependent on the strength of your arms, your ability to support your weight from crooked elbows. Floated around the top of a fast food joint, descended to scare an ex.
write a paper have to write a paper
This morning I went back to bed after getting up. As a reward, I received a dream of fucking a french cop who was manhunting me in Vancouver after I had fled something or other by going over a waterfall in Idaho. 2 french woman cops.
link to online comic “I Talk to the Wind.”