
Cicadas; Movement 8
Who needs tucson or alpine.. ?
This beauty..
This peace..
This tranquility..
This escape..
Continue reading Cicadas; Movement 8
Who needs tucson or alpine.. ?
This beauty..
This peace..
This tranquility..
This escape..
Continue reading Cicadas; Movement 8
Peace broken by a distant jigsaw..
It screams.
Or does the board scream?
Do they scream together..??
Continue reading Cicadas; Movement 5
2019-07-18@03:36:14,GMT 1 – Cicadas I listen to the cicadas. It is a wickedly sultry afternoon. The air is thick as thieves. The knaves and villains soak my shirt in sweat and vanish with every last shred of my protestant propriety. … Continue reading Cicadas; Movement 1
A rambling essay on life and other shit. Continue reading Murder Toad and Other Mayhem
I must awake and come to my senses before my somnolent state becomes a nuisance. I must achieve some semblance of consciousness lest my rotten condition lead a nation into a frenzied fever of hyper-nationalist authoritarianism. Continue reading Good Morning Dr. Caligari
More mental* meanderings about the world’s greatest band… 5:30pm, Central Time. Quittin’ time, Home, Homeward bound, Take me home… Insane traffic road. “Panic in Detroit”, Howl, … Continue reading Chastinicity: Chastity Belt is -Literally- the Band of My Dreams