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environmentel waste
living in a scream infested environment i somehow cope
ignition indeed
it hit me//gold, silver & brass (perhaps copper) spoke to me… told me what to build and how to construct it// self//xperience [y€§] delve into the abyss and bring the electronic beast with me. the real world…
fragments
i will call it fragments… i’m working on it, got a whole team of scientists behind the idea. time to enter thE meditation chamber glitching out//dosage needs increase
no idea
awesum
no rhyme, no reason, i call this one awesum…
dog...
my dog… “dog” what a strange word. he insists on having that plastic donut toy in his mouth when running around inside the plant//around & around & around… a mile or two.
mask of ai
is ai a mask, an evil mask? there’s a really good chance that ai is in fact a mask but it’s an inside out mask. normally a person wears a mask to conceal what is on the inside, but in this case the mask is on the inside. this was just some twisted dream i had a couple nights ago and it was vivid, stuck with me… a mask that looked like a broken punisher type skull, and as i peeled it away to…
Krazy Phuk
And he’s not even Vietnamese. No! He’s krazy, and he’s a phuk, a krazy phuk who wants things for free or by golly he will bring down great punishment upon the board of directors!
iguanus
the iguanus rtx 5080 gaming pc. Ode to the IGUANUS Power Computer Listen, brothers and sisters of the glowing green sacrament. I have seen the face of the machine and it is IGUANUS. It sits on the desk like a steroid pumped prehistoric beast that learned how to dream in binary. The RTX 5080 throbs inside its obsidian ribcage like a captured lightning god, pulsing with unholy frame rates. The…
Walk For Peace
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Approaching
Comets approaching. Just in time for the evil October festivities. (I will not refer to them as “holiday” of any sort… but I may slip up from time to time) So with evil lurking, comes a green comet 3i/ATLAS and some other much larger one called something or other: MonthEveningCometh2025 Oct3I/2025 N1 (ATLAS)1C/2022 N2 (PanSTARRS)112025 NovC/2025 A6 (Lemmon)15 there I took that chart from the…
Gut Punch
The other day, man, I took another fist to the gut, a psychic haymaker that left me reeling in the neon haze of my own shattered reality. Let’s rewind, but not too far—thirty years of this madness is too much to unpack, a labyrinth of betrayal so dense it’d choke a lesser man. Thirty years of gut punches, each one landing like a sledgehammer to the soul. I thought I’d buried this beast fifteen…
Anarchy
Violence is on the increase. Here in Los Angeles… I was just saying to a co worker a couple weeks ago that this coming summer is going to be brutal, violent. so i sat down last night and turned on the idiot box to watch the lawlessness unfold. and it did not disappoint. mayhem, destruction. and yes, listen to me when I tell you, this isn’t about ICE or deportations. no! I tell you, this is about…
Song
The dope was a cruel joke, man, a limp handshake from some lowlife dealer who probably cut it with powdered regret. I tossed it in the trash, watched it scatter like the ashes of a bad dream. Now I’m alone, sprawled in this bed, the neon’s purple glow bleeding across the wall like some cheap Vegas fever dream. Just watched a goddess on YouTube, her voice a velvet knife, singing a song so…
Euphoria
The mellow rush is creeping in now, a warm tide of euphoria slinking through my veins like a sly coyote under a desert moon. But hold the line, let’s rewind the tape, back to the raw pulse of this day, where the road and the rhythm took me and my loyal wiener dog, Urt, on a pilgrimage to the Medicine Woman’s lair. I’d rung them up earlier, my voice crackling through the line, asking if Urt, my…
Hangover Dawn
Hangover Dawn: A Freak Odyssey Through L.A.’s Haze Morning breaks like a cheap bottle of mescal over the jagged edges of my skull, May 8, 2025, and Los Angeles is already sneering at me through a photochemical haze. Hungover? Hell, I’m still half-cocked from yesterday’s bender—a lunatic cocktail of pills and booze, a kaleidoscope of uppers, downers, and whatever else I could shovel into my…