Killing God with a sharpened carrot

John Weiss, 18 years young, living in De Soto, Missouri, attending Jefferson College. Personal art/music blog. I make all forms of art, and I was born in a wine town with a population of about 17,000 in rural Missouri. I don't take meds. Postmodernist/minimalist/everything else.

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Dick (2016)

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Man, I just remembered that included a really really graphic Simpsons/Dora the Explorer fanfiction I wrote as a joke in one of my EPs as a bonus file on Bandcamp.

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I’m thinking about doing commissions.

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Here’s a lil something for you bustas ;D

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Me, because y’all ain’t buy my music.

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Cooperative Depression, by John Weiss

AYYYYY

New single, famzzzz. Gonna be on an album.

FFO: The Undertale soundtrack, Melodies from Mars, Dvar, 80s goth music, shoegaze/dream pop, VGM, Runescape soundtrack

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In light of recent events, I decided to try my hand at a more serious comic. I want everyone to understand that they’re important no matter what and that, cruel as she may be, life is still worth living.

John Weiss 2016

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Mac Demarco’s pretty kewl.

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@hushlittlebabymoose

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The Monolith

Just a good ol' ambient track.

Newer track. Should probably be waaaay more active here.

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I made a comic.

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Made another comic.

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Tax Day (Jefferson College 48 Hour Film Festival)

You never know when you'll need a ukulele and a copy of Space Jam... Made for the Jefferson College 48 Hour Film Festival from March 11th-13th, 2016. Milmfak...

I made a short film! Me and some friends made this in 48 hours for Jefferson College’s 48 Hour Film Fest last month.

I originated the story, wrote some, directed some, composed all of the music and acted in two roles.

We didn’t place in the main contest, but we did win second in the audience choice awards!

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Jesus Christ, Please Let Me Be

I don’t care for the dirty looks, so I dress up at home.

I’m not a woman.

No, I’m a man.

A man’s man, a working man, a family man, a Christian man, and I’m a fucking fag.

Eat, sleep, breathe, fag.

That’s the story to anyone who glances at the front page, unware that there’s a living thing inside their weekly magazine.

My sister wears a dress to church every Sunday, but she’s not the one they look at funny, like a fucking clown walked in and sat right down.

She’s not the one they broke apart and crucified all through high school, their laughing voices still echoing in my ears, smear the queer-

 I am who I am, and I do what I do because it’s true to the me inside.

I wear these clothes, not as a cry for help, but because I. Fucking. Like. It.

It is mine, and it is beautiful, and it’s pure.

If I’m in the wrong, God please strike me dead, because a world in which wearing a dress will get your head put on a stake is a world that doesn’t deserve a saint like me.

To the congregation of a small town church, in the eyes of all those beautiful football stars with fists like hammers and nails, in the mind of that mother who shields her child’s eyes, as if she were the Virgin Mary herself-

I am the queer. I am the counter-conformity in a society that just won’t accept death, the punk rock demon whose daddy never loved him hard enough.

 But daddy did love me.

And that’s why

He let me be.

 John Weiss, 2016

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The Journey

The loneliest thing in all the universe

Gravitates somberly towards a dying Earth.

 Its color a darkened white, but not grey.

It moves slowly and endlessly.

Silently.

 It’s merely a cube, completely flat on all six of its sides.

In every way, it’s as geometrically perfect as human eyes can perceive it to be.

Though it moves at the speed of a falling leaf, it cannot be stopped.

 The cube drifts onward through an isolated purgatory.

In many eons from this moment, it will reach its destination.

 But it will find nothing.

Its silent song is one of mourning

For a world which has not yet died.

John Weiss, 2016

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A fairly straight-forward composition of mine :)

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One of my favorite tracks I’ve done.