I’ve got my own
6 March 2007
I think they see it
But can’t express it
I’m with my seven sisters grazing greener alien pastures
***
There’s a fire in the planet
And you can only save technology or me
Which will it be?
I prefer flagelation
I think they see it
But can’t express it
I’m with my seven sisters grazing greener alien pastures
***
There’s a fire in the planet
And you can only save technology or me
Which will it be?
Keep this asterisk’d idea close to your heart:
“Italics and underlining are like flashers on road signs. They make you take notice.”
Thoroughly worthwhile obscuring and expanding, interrelational subjectivity, tensions giving rise to all sorts of insecure psychoses, tastes like reverb in a dark room…