Steal This Title
violet
i'll throw you out the fucking window mate and see if you can't catch the ground you fucking pervert prolonged hell and all that comes after maybe i just like flower maybe it is the smell the second belch gone on the third name beer after time of birth and name the child saint hi i am saint michael son of george disco project get right onto it
oh you son of a michael
and with that
if they are not going to tell you why are they showing me this
i do enjoy this life it is pretty good because anytime you can i don't know you kind of feel like you exist you do exit when you are not sleeping when you sleep you still exist babes dreams are a splendid form of existence i live the dream it's a big joke of my life to see dream that is to be honest yeh provocative as fuck you can believe in the dreams than real life but many cannot exist in real life you are not happy with your dreams huh maybe i am too stupid to understand them but sometimes they are just too much maybe it's your sense of humour coming through
#whydowedream
wake up you idiot situation i like w as a letter for some reason just shit happens in your brain neurons shagging other neuron doing crap in your brain excited neurons over excited radical darryl is in a good position grab the camera load it into the dream when people tell it they lie something to call our own private world that's why we have them you think so yeh
different place different faces babes
are you going into one of your rhyming are we going to start rapping this is rap i like rapping in my room has works not on the adrenaline but on the politeness to be or to be politeness to be the corner quartet they are back in their positions the delivery is late that's what is happening is it sunday no it's saturday it's the breakfast run the breakfast crack it's the crack before dawn crack of sparrowfart
no paschito
we are always talking about the past
i was seconds proud of talking russian
but it's not the only one with triple letters
i developed some cultural patriotism
wipe that smile off your face
to be a human, to be a patriot, to be
or not to be that is the question
to be to be
hunter; nimrod
still a bare wall where plans ought to be working on the next frame the story needs pieces put together a frame by frame analysis just give the illustrator something to illustrate a box to work within the author draws the box fill the frame with conversation strike a couple of lines look at the mouths opening and closing the wine in one hand a beer in the other all up on the bar it's a bit sad innit what well everyone used to hang around here for a drink and now they can't get out quick enough
the next day
a right kick up the arse tomorrow on all those to do things not much more to be putting off what was the waiting around for the plans to come in on saturday and then the out of here have a quick look just for the shock value see what the available options are still unknown as to the oh yeh the august thing well and truly well what options are available any other movements belgium italy
no preaching
some terribly inconvenient trial for the waiting room tell me how it is again that you plan to make a living from the land the property is theft line has not sunk in yet well just jumping on the wagon for a while don't knock it until you've tried it so i am giving bourgeois a go fair crack of the whip pros n cons advantage/disadvantage a full critical evaluation from outside and in so again the plan the how produce and market babes
civil monc reef
just another night on pundersons gardens meet a man about a dog and make a drop dirty dog deposits all over the footpath where is my brown paper package wait wait wait fuck wait i am over here sammy grab that for me and bring it over would you darling girl hidey holes enough down sidestreets and back alleys quick in and out for the wheels ostensibly on their way through easy out of the city mad to take the tunnel what with a night like this
yelling on the corner
all the little technical horrors oh the mini jack out is come lose failing connection put the out through the in and the in through the out ought not be too difficult a software challenge a little sweep through the literature and computer says no
happy fun times
take that time bought time traded time sacrificed time the exploitation time what and where you can and then put on some all else is the inbetween running poultry between the berries and the cherries no sense pretty picture makes merry countless glances secret admirers
revert to draft
and then what next after this a little more time typing elsewhere just getting monologue down a thing to do until consciousness out a dulling numbing a sleep a nap a haze everyone else has a beat this here street is mine
so where to
a countdown to the end of your life what will you be doing there job prospects the idea of having something planned no just going in and we will see what happens nothing largely happens unless you are making it happen fingers on the keyboard kind of zen has to be a lot of that of course the effort already put in a job search things to do well the land is there put into the land work that capital babes
exceptional growth
onto the second quarter walking briskly through june onto autumn plans chopping and cutting paper everywhere just to get my head round travel tickets guaranteed expedited movement hurried along encouraged
training out there
by the time friday comes round the itch to just be outside will be enough to temper the spirits. acute measured response to circumstance. tell me about the one who trusts junkies. i lick the sweat from the back of my hand. it is hot in the city, but fog and chill greet me at coney island.
ricardo saturday night
and what about manu do you know experience surely something in the sector somewhere what looking for mister eh work in field end the hospitality crisis no step back every path leads to death anything you can do to throw an extra foot onto the end be appreciated perhaps even reciprocated if fate would have it you don't believe in fate why fate don't need you to believe in her fate is just how you be getting down that path to death there is a sweet many ways of how y'all does it that be what laymen call lifestyle homes sweet and brittle
takeway coffee
already a little too much cheese in taco cocktail automat panini window pie hole
change
a sneeze still hurts and no one around here really wants to do anything let limbo linger nothing ever changes bulldozed homes intergalactic bypass have you a heart artery vein no show of blood and sweat but plenty of tears so i'd say we are about a third way there
less a junkie in the country
it's the poor dialogue that really wears me down how can they be so emotional about something so petty it is absurd beyond hilarious there are deeper themes they could be discussing down on the street hamlet for example was the vision of his father merely a hallucination or was it really the ghost endless conversation there moreover warranting high spirits raising one's voice in the art of rhetoric but really what is going on down there now is nothing short of sonic terrorism
Rumi, trans. Helminski
The Intellectual
The intellectual is always showing off;
the lover is always getting lost.
The intellectual runs away, afraid of drowning;
the whole business of love is to drown at sea.
Intellectuals plan their repose;
lovers are ashamed to rest.
The lover is always alone, even surrounded with people;
like water and oil, he remains apart.
The man who goes to the trouble
of giving advice to a lover
gets nothing. He's mocked by passion.
Love is like musk. It attracts attention.
Love is a tree, and lovers are its shade.
london
why still indeed running around here a hundred and one excuses not a single one convincing touching the void once more this was the rolling spectacle expected to write down what has to be done the plan on paper in language we can understand my love we will build one if we must
all works presented herein are 'threewords' with the exception of reposted videos duly titled.