the art of helping.
a warped reflective chancre that persuades the dim view darker, some individuals worth mentioning because of their endearing compassion, however, I don’t happen to work with any of those people right now.
a warped reflective chancre that persuades the dim view darker, some individuals worth mentioning because of their endearing compassion, however, I don’t happen to work with any of those people right now.
“Where the vulgar laugh, the philosopher admires; and the philosopher laughs where the vulgar open their big stupid eyes in astonishment.”
~ Voltaire; french author, historian, philosopher and satirist.
~Hakim Bey on what art tells us provided we can escape from the banality we are sold.
out of Context;
‘you are all lunatics perverted by the lack of real control that I might seem capable to sustain…’
Skinny Puppy…Velvet Acid Christ…Mindless Self Indulgence…
Who are they, what are they, and what do they mean to me?
“Nothing was holy to us. Our movement was neither mystical, communistic, nor anarchistic. All of these movements had some sort of program, but ours was completely nihilistic. Our symbol was nothingness, a vacuum, a void…”
~ George Grosz; german artist and DaDa proponent.
Jimmy Page (Led Zeppelin)… the Edge (U2)… Jack White (White Stripes)…
Might it really get that loud?…
my worst traits are always out in the open for others to take witness to, and the flakier the better to distract the thoughtful to a crisper crust level, undoing all prior notion to build something from the ground up.