11 December 2008

titles for this show (uncensored)

"on its head the world tipped over silk sheets thinner than paper (spilling slipping gliding) over this naked body"

"hang yellow curtains to watch them leak sunshine when this lonely feeling grows too cold"

just suck it up don't rip it open

you're gonna fucking rip it open

staring straight; a mesmerized face

don't let go don't sit down don't miss this or be found

staring straight; a mesmerized face

don't give up or let down you're here now on this ground

(don't finish. they're never finished.)

“Therefore our whole consciousness is hardly anything more than the medium through which the perceived object appears in the world as representation.”

but then i decided that i didn't want ya'll to think too hard.

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