joined on 10/10/05
last updated 07/30/08
November 5, 2007
For a dervish every day feels like Friday, the beginning of a holiday.
a fresh setting out that will not have an end. Dressed in the soul's handsomeness,
you're a whole month of Fridays, sweet outside, sweet in. Your mind and your deep
being walk together as friends walk along inside their friendship. Debris does not stay
in one place on a fast-running creek. Your soul's
eye watches a spring-green branch moving, while these other eyes love the old stories.
-- Rumi (for my spinning friend the dervish)
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about me
Nerds, talent, and trade skills turn me on.
I prefer ideas over facts.
I love animals
I like to do drawings
I like producing tableauxs of moving/ sculptural/ painting productions with dancers in body paint and masks. Think of a surreal greek play portraying how archetypes react to a very surreal unknown enviroment.
I love art and psychology
I used to like trivial knowledge, but lately i have found it too trivial..
I say weird stuff when i am nervous...
I am very sensitive to my surroundings when I can pay attention..
I have wild dreams...
Don't much care for judgmental folks, they make me nervous..
I LOVE to dance!
I LOVE dance/electronic music - I love Orbital
Sculpting on the computer
illusion theater
online.wsj.com/public/art...080330.html
I heard the Scandinavians have really good governments as well. My great grandfather and great grandmother moved to Michigan from Finland in the early 1900s. He was a farmer and a render/draftsman for Ford cars. Dad told me he did pretty well during the great Depression..considering it was the great Depression. ... just a little background.
Thu, September 18, 2008 - 7:48 PM
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Life is like a sound track to me and lyrics have always resonated... this particular song just makes me think of the shit that one goes through , the pain in transition as well as patterns and addicitons.
My pain is self-chosen
At least, so the prophet says
I could either burn
Or cut off my pride, and buy some time
A head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist
The River of Deceit pulls down, ohh
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
My pain is self-chosen
At le...
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So i was driving home last night and I was thinking to myself, self, death is a part of life and without it, your life is not enriched to birth new experiences, relationships, paths, and ideas. Sometimes you just get stuck into a pattern because it is comfortable and then you start losing touch with what you really want. Sometimes you get onto a wrong path and get so far down it that you become lost to who you are.
Then I thought of my friend Wayward... we both have gone against ours...
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You're not human
You're a miracle
A preacher with an animal's face
In your sexy
Neon smokescreen
Lie the supersalesmen of vanity
Even your shadow worships you
In your jungle solitude
With the orgies of the sacrament
And the seal of flagellants
God saves those who save their skin
From the bondage that we're in
I'm elated
I could cut you
And remove the sheath of your ignorance
Bless the eunuch
And the Skoptsi
Will you hurt me now and make a million?
Say cheese,...
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Mon, June 16, 2008 - 11:40 AM
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Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine
While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic at best
My art imitates crime
Paid for by
The allies
So invest
Now I'm finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
There's a vintage thirst returning
But I'm sheltered by my channel-surfing
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo
A tribute to false memories
With convictio...
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Art Doll,
Burn Austin,
Burning Man,
burning flipside in austin,
Burning Regions,
By the Hand,
C.O.L.D.,
d/fw fire,
DFW,
DFW Burners,
DFW Movie Whores,
First Church of Cute Young Girls...,
House Music: Dallas/Fort Worth,
Lick and Suck Saloon,
Mask Magic,
Myschievia,
New Orleans Art,
New Orleans Burners,
Puppet Tribe,
Raleigh at Play,
...
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