GRILLZ by TV Johnny.net
"It's not how hard you can hit, it's how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward"- Rocky Balboa...hahaha LOVE it!!
"Today everything exists to end in a photograph." -Susan Sontag
"A photograh is like a secret about a secret, the more that is revealed, the less you know"-Diane Arbus
"The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese."-Jack Flack
*punches me in the face first* "Im not a fucking mouse Jonas"-Livingstone Bramble
I have a passion for orchids, dark chocolate, blood, chainsaws, transvestites...both the nice and mean kind...I like miniskirts, Jesus, photography, the sun...and all other forms of light, nightime, emotion, the feeling of warm skin against mine in the early morning when I am just beginning to regain consciousness, overwhelming acts of nature, car accidents, money, extremely expensive things that make people jealous, hasbeens, heros, sluts, kissing, famous works of art, all women, and Gary Coleman...I hate mediocrity with a passion like none other...but I do like trailer parks and have always wanted to live in one. I like chewing tobacco, cheap light beer, and my favorite clothing company is Bruno Etro...oh..and Gucci. My favorite nuclear detonation is Operation IVY, blast "Mike". It sounded like this...KA-FUCKIN-BOOOM!
I love the smell of gasolene...and I adore the fact that people fight over oil. I am thrilled that it will destroy this stupid race. Sometimes at the pump I spill a bit on my hands so I can smell gas throughout the day and know that someone died for it....it smells like blood...it smells like sex...it smells like ruin...and I love it...burn Babylon... burn...
When I was a child I was always bothered by the idea of the infinite. I asked my mother... what happened before god? And no explanation would suffice to let me sleep the night peacefully without tossing... terrified of being lost in an abyss of commotion with no end or beginning. Then one day it occured to me that time doesn't even exist. When I ask what time it is...all I want is a placement of the sun and earth...our days are nothing but the fractioning of a movement of our planet. And that is only movement...or motion. So no matter what I make of time...it never escapes the motion that defines it. There is no time...other than the second...the minute...the hour...the day....all fractions of the earth's roatation. And my life placed in time is only my motion coinciding with that of my world...or co-motion. Time is the trick... we invented it....to make sense of our daylight and dark nights. I enjoy my camera so much because it is the first technology that has allowed humanity to conquer its own greatest invention...and grab a motion and see its stillness without the ticking of our wristwatch. It was my father that helped me to understand this truth. One morning he and I were drinking a beer in the tool shed and I asked...dad....is it too early for a beer. And he said to me...son, I was born on one day...and I'll die on another...it makes no difference where the sun is when I am enjoying a budweiser somewhere in the middle.
I don't want to be fooled by the commotion. There is a deep peace in the universe and I see glimpses of it sometimes. More and more I see it. I believe in the immortality of the soul, as the infinite indestructible drop, tiny in each of us....subtle...forever. We are all part of the same timeless soul and in our silence we can feel one another beyond doubt, beyond time. My breath and my perception are like a curtain flapping in the wind and I can catch a glimpse of the infinite beyond me when that curtain blows aside. All of the words start to sound the same and the houses look the same, the jobs that people go to are the same. The telegrams send the same information...stop. Dear Lover, I love you. Dear Hater, I hate you. Dear emoter, I emote. Baby you have a bright future, old man we loved you. It rolls on and on and on.