the sense of touch, fleeting

‘used…the tissue…no other ends…’




this social dilemma.

Death-Ringing-Bell

out of Context;
‘what is the trigger that lies deep within the fiery terror that possesses the tormented complacence we are within?’




Quote o’ the month; June…2007

“Absurdity is what I like most in life, and there’s humor in struggling in ignorance. If you saw a man repeatedly running into a wall until he was a bloody pulp, after a while it would make you laugh because it becomes absurd.”
~David Lynch; american director, screenwriter, producer, painter and visual artist.




my payless crusade

‘clearly…present…the gallows noose…’




Roses Are Dead

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; ‘Roses are red, bathed in a pool of blood
blood of a god, your gods above
a cross of red bled into its chest
hole in the head, bleeding out, dead…’




Plunge Into the Deep End

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; ‘Shadow my name, if there is one now
I’m eating my share of the emptiness
as the bright shard of light dimmed down…’




the Return…

out of Context;
‘Confusion lacks the authority to state any valid word emitting signals from my brain…’




Quote o’ the month; May…2007

“It isn’t necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice. There are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, and the other is nostalgia.”
~Frank Zappa; american composer, musician, humorist and activist.




this dust distracting me.

You’ll have to face your syndrome, and take your medicine. As you grow thick and fat, befuddled as the ages lapse, and you must know that to dust you’re spat. Welcome to the dry womb.