Imagine. A day to myself..mostly wasted on mundane chores and spring cleaning, filled with mood swings and flights of ideas -- erotic, erratic, extraterrestial even -- what about those cosmic communist constructions ?..Some day..I will finish that thought. Somewhere along the lines of Lenin being a shroom. Maybe tonight, if I keep up the port.. I am perpetually fascinated by the absurd, the out of context --the joker of a word that re-writes the bible. The oddity of the ordinary when misplaced and suddenly stumbled upon. Take Lennon and Ono's psychodelic (psychotic ?..) grunts over a old christmas carrol -- sheer brilliance, who knew ?...You change the sticky sweet for spicy hot and voila -- a whole new life ! Breuggel's little people drinking and fornicating and pissing on crops in such a pastoral setting one can only smile and sigh, suddenly at peace with the humankind. Bloody, smelly lumpen-hijacked revolt that brings about Mayakovsky and Malevich, and suddenly you get it, its greatness and doom, its stacked explosions within time that change the time itself, re-setting the pace for generations. Absurd is the new revelation, the anti-dogma, the last resourt of a wondering mind..destructive and glorious, it's everywhere. Laugh. Laugh at anything, its the antidote of fear. Life's intimidating. If not for the absurd, we'd never see it otherwise. Mona Lisa looks best re-painted by Dali with a mustache on. Mind you, an exact replica. From one Master to the other, with love. This is art, alive, absurd, anti-establishment, antidepressing. We're way too set in our ways, placid, it gets stale..Carlin's monologue on death is a masterpiece much like Carrol's "Alice" and anything that laughs at our illusions of grandure..we are sooooooooo small. We're drinking and fornicating and pissing on crops while a great Master looks down, amused, having left us to our own devices..and we're beautiful, in life, in death, in how we make and break ourselves, laughing all the way to eternity..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3PiZSFIVFiU
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Now I am preoccupied with erratic erotic extraterrestrial fornication. It is scary and fascinating, revolting and appealing all at once
I love that you're totally mocking me :)
"I strongly believe that water is the ultimate poison and is the least appreciated killer. The evidence is simple: everyone who drinks water dies. I am in a state of a long term experiment, trying to figure out my life span potential while avoiding water intake by all means. I think it is working."
THIS is what I'm talking about. Behold, the King of the Hill :)))
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