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Hello, Over The Past Few Years I've Changed...Arguably For The Better, But Changed Nonetheless. It's An Amazing Feeling To Know I've Accomplished Something Very Small In Theory But Huge In Practice.

I Love Art In All It's Forms, It's Beautiful And Breaking...And It's Subjectivity Is What Keeps It Interesting, As With Skeletons In Our Closet We All Have Guilty Little Pleasures When It Comes To Art, Defending Them Is One Of The Certain Joys.

My girl is the peas to my carrots, she's my Carrie...I grab her top when we cuddle so she can't get away, shes my roomy! and on the 15th of February it is our year anniversary which is as special an occasion as one could be. We point at each other when the other is to far away to cuddle. It's sickeningly cute haha.

Thank god for self involvement, next I'll be losing all I hold dear....or near.

Jason xx

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My Blog

I Dreamed I Saw...

The Silver Spaceships Flyin'Progression, it's one of these things that requires effortlessness of a world class standard, I wish I had that in spades....but knowing you are the same as everyone else i...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 12:54:00 GMT

There Is A Tide...

In The Affairs Of Men....And shockingly and sickeningly enough, I am no different to Julius....All I tell myself is that the shore should become baron soon and the withering life that dwells within it...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 09:14:00 GMT

Ere Thrice The Sun Done Salutation To The Dawn....

Those words aren't my own.....clearly Morrisseys. And the inherant feeling that comes with being a fan of The Smiths, Dylan, Young and whoever else.....that if you tried you'd never be that interestin...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Mar 2009 23:02:00 GMT

As Widely Varying.....

As The Dreams Of The Ignorant.There is an idea that has sweeped across the floor and flew briskly under the rug, it has resonance and the tell tale signs of epidemic quality, its felt by everyone ever...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Feb 2009 08:27:00 GMT

What Do We Say.....

To Ourselves In Our Beds At Night?....The First Thought, The Best Thought.As Mr Ginsburg wrote, it is time for greetings of the most civil and overdue nature.....but far from cosmipolitan, it ventures...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2009 04:31:00 GMT

Rust Suddenly Falling.....

Beside Me On A Ghost Of A Morning......Today, well is like every other day of scrambling and nonsensical rambling.....quiet desperation is becoming louder and louder until it's deafening shriek can no...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 03:59:00 GMT

Faites-Vous Des Amis .........

Prompts á Vous Censurer.....Nostalgia is a funny turn, grinding my abdomen from it's haggard rags and sneaky fags of toil to momentarily drift back to a time where nothing seemed substa ntial and the...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 18:17:00 GMT

The Ocean Is Drained....

As The Coercion, Sacred And Faithless, Dominate My Every Action....I wish I was the one that haunted your dreams, comforted I would have been apparent and complete, whereas I am the disgarded dust...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 00:08:00 GMT

My Beloved Adversary...

Stares Deftly From The Riverbank...Daring Me To Leap....As I wine and dine my demon who chews and smacks arrogance, my thoughts remain a haze of scrambled parable, forgotten prose...deleted scenes...a...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 18:31:00 GMT

I Wish.....

It Was The 60's, I Wish I/We/He/She/It Could Be Happy, I Wish, I Wish, I Wish That Something Would Happen.....I don't feel grateful for all I have, as recently I stumbled upon this discovery and grudg...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 17:04:00 GMT