this is Our World (wherein Our hero acknowledges and rejects your reality and proceeds to create His own)

The Real Banksy Banksy Goes Gaza This is Our World. There are many like it, but this one is Ours. Our sky bleeds purple, and god is a chimpanzee train conductor in a top hat who shits Jolly Ranchers and carries a flask full of children's tears. His name is Roger, but that's not even … Continue reading this is Our World (wherein Our hero acknowledges and rejects your reality and proceeds to create His own)

A melodramatic and introspective aside concerning the things that stay and those that stay with you…

Here's the poor, ignorant bastard with his head so far up his doppelganger's ass in infinite dimensions that he only now realizes The Meadows are a test.  They are always a test; for those who call them home, the test becomes ingrained, a constant, unwavering embattlement between the Place, the demons, and the soul. For … Continue reading A melodramatic and introspective aside concerning the things that stay and those that stay with you…

Indiscriminate Musings, Callous Language, and Nerd Rage

Last day in The Meadows. Happy sadness. Miss me Dawgs! Partially delusional with sleep deprivation. Unable to type complete sentences. Terrible vibes all around us. Are these my hands?! Side Note! The Ryan + Meshuggah x 1200 mg Caffeine ^ Manic Moments = We may have broken something  \m/..\m/ Conversations Held at Target (The CHAT): … Continue reading Indiscriminate Musings, Callous Language, and Nerd Rage

Terrible Vibes All Around Us – Part VI – Witching Hour Wandering in Photos

Las Vegas is a peculiar beast at 3 am on a Thursday.  In the off-season.  Man...I have wanted a reason to write that line for a decade.  Now that I have, the accomplishment feels...hollow. Fremont Street, most known for the pervasive and vibrant overhead deluge of spectral neon glooming, feels a bit hollow as well, … Continue reading Terrible Vibes All Around Us – Part VI – Witching Hour Wandering in Photos