Good Morning,
It's dark,
Fuck it...
Let's head to the pub.
The poem from the side is now on top
Wa-ever
It's all out there just grabit.
In time you will see that it's all a
Real façade.
Neglected and absorbed in humility
We are left side winded,
Nevertheless we are stretching the canvas along the blocks,
Parks and roads,
Waiting for the painter to capture that still moment we can reminisce for the rest of our lives.
No one can be salvaged from the
Numbing nostalgia,
From the discreet charm of absurdity, directed by Bunuel, Barthes and Babel,
Revered by all,
Despised by lovers.
Cursed are the meek that make us feel guilty for our vanity.
Blessed are the scavengers who just doit.
It's all out there just grabit.
In time you will see that it's all a
Real façade.
Neglected and absorbed in humility
We are left side winded,
Nevertheless we are stretching the canvas along the blocks,
Parks and roads,
Waiting for the painter to capture that still moment we can reminisce for the rest of our lives.
No one can be salvaged from the
Numbing nostalgia,
From the discreet charm of absurdity, directed by Bunuel, Barthes and Babel,
Revered by all,
Despised by lovers.
Cursed are the meek that make us feel guilty for our vanity.
Blessed are the scavengers who just doit.
On automatic post-human synthesized dance companies
Photo - Man Ray (he was from Philly you know!)
An excerpt from an interview with the man in the street: "I feel insulted as a man".
An excerpt from an interview with the man in the street: "I feel insulted as a man".
Perfumeries and haberdasheries were swarmed today by angry consumers complaining of out-of-date fashion accessories. Peackockish ladies and stern gentleman were seen throwing rotten cottage cheese tubs on Oxford Street. At the UBS headquarters a riot broken out between groups of protestors arguing about Marx's commodity fetishism. One group claimed it had to do with concepts of alienation, the other claimed it was dealing with leather.
An excerpt from an interview with the man in the driver's seat: "I am embarrassed as a man."
Not since the queen's coronation there has been so many people showing up to watch a puppet show. Critics are unanimous; it is the worst display of bad taste they have ever been subjected to. Even minstrel shows were more politically correct. One critic: "Never again", the other critic: "Never before…"
An excerpt from an interview with the man in the iron mask: "I am ashamed as a man."
Let the show begin so we can see the automated breasts flicker in the spot lights, like head lights of a car colliding into a ten ton truck…
An excerpt from an interview with the man in the moon: "I was mortified. I am No more."
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