7/15/10

Kick the kids out

Is now our certain time? Existance. Or are we stalled? Far from the road's end. Too distant to accomplish. This space is a tired lung. Muggin Got my stripes on, Gotta match son Cause if you're the young one, Then stand like a man, Your purpose you must demand. Just us, matching up the palms of our hands Scream out, Damn the world, Blam the man! We are no inferior residents

12/14/09

Flying Coyote

You observe, you perceive quickly. You tangle and twist your wit. Just a bit. But always in a sparing manner. And only for the sake of it - the quickened emotional offensive. A passionate defense.

"Fuck it. Just do it."

You're holding steadfast to your dreams. You enforce it, muttering quietly to yourself as you soak your mind in a million tiny inkblots, bent forward so you can read only the words.

10/22/09

Pale Sun





Black and Whites Man V Nature



 



Running Up That Hill

This the Chromatics take on the classic "Running Up That Hill"


And here's a song that may or may not have sampled it.

Yummy.

9/22/09

Refraction










Riding in Cars