the Zen of drinking alone. |
Whatd you get up to last night? Got wicked drunk. Yeah? Whered you go? I didnt go anywhere. I drank at home. You had a party and didnt invite me? Who showed up? No one. I got drunk by myself...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jun 2009 06:34:00 GMT |
the joyous sound of progress (or the celebration of passion and resistance) |
Although the word "revolution" conjures up stark images of fierce rebellion and violent, dogmatic clashes between oppressor and oppressed, it is, i believe, in reality practiced on a much ...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Dec 2008 12:36:00 GMT |
A Questionnaire- |
1. your name:2. how do you determine your age:a) with some reference to how long you have been alive, b) with reference to what you have done, c) with reference to what you will do, d) age has no mean...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Dec 2008 02:48:00 GMT |
the collective changing of identity (or the imposter is you) |
the face that you see staring back at you from the mirror every morning is not really you.everything about that person that you look at has been designed by someone, something, and responds to ...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Dec 2008 13:55:00 GMT |
the creative urge to destroy bourgeois culture... |
this is a start...
cover the bathroom with pictures of your friends.write letters to people you haven't seen in ages and invite them to stay at your place.redecorate the street signs so that all traff...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Dec 2008 22:15:00 GMT |
