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Spruce Campbell

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About Me



My conspiracy: fevamouf .

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My Interests

Art and learning sacrificed to the high of selflessness. Ahhh, the simple, exquisite pleasure of existence.

Artists: Alex Grey, Pablo Amaringo, Keith Ansel Kennedy, Louis Wain, Ron English, Frida Kahlo, Robert Crumb, Henri Matisse, Pablo Picasso, Torrey Seaton, Gustav Klimt, Luke Brown, Salvidor Dali, Paul Laffoley, De Es Schwertberger, Jim Woodring

I'd like to meet:


"If you suck my soul, I will lick your funky emotions." -George Clinton

Gypsies, monkeys adorned in bright, flowery wreaths, giggling vagabonds, and the Buddha in you. Yeah, you. Human creativity entertains me above all else.

[Please don't send me a friend request if you have no plans of contacting me soon after. Less clutter, more butter, man.]

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved...the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and everyone goes ahhhhhhhhh". -Jack Kerouac

Music:

The bigguns on the playlist as of late: Dead Can Dance, Funkadelic, Devendra Banhart, CSN&Y, George Harrison, Vashti Bunyan, Acid Mothers Temple, T. Rex, Therion, Akron/Family, Bob Dylan, Faun Fables, Gojira, Santana, Comets on Fire, Jana Hunter, Daft Punk, Woody Guthrie, Prefuse 73, Velvet Underground, Nobody, Rolling Stones (Their Satanic Majesties Request), Tuvan throat singing.

Movies:

Gummo, Lagaan, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Henry & June, Manderlay, Wild At Heart, Mulholland Drive, Natural Born Killers, The Man Who Fell to Earth, Howl's Moving Castle, Naked Lunch, Ghost in the Shell 2, The Chapel of Sacred Mirrors, Marat/Sade, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, Wild Zero, Videodrome, The Man Who Would Be King, Gerry, Tron, Lost Highway, Barbarella, Cannibal: The Musical, Blade Runner, Cool Hand Luke, and just about every alien movie I've ever seen.

Television:

Media content without interactivity is the playground of oppressors!

Books:

The last 10 books I've read:

Jack London - Call of the Wild,

Daniel Pinchbeck - 2012: Return to Quetzalcoatl,

Plato - The Last Days of Socrates,

Friedrich Nietzsche - Thus Spake Zarathustra,

Mental Floss - Condensed Knowledge,

William Blake - The Marriage of Heaven and Hell,

William Blake - Book of Thel,

William Blake - There Is No Natural Religion,

William Blake - All Religions Are One,

William Blake - Songs of Innocence and Experience,

Heroes:

I dig it all.

My Blog

unity extensions

prayers of warm brown sugarspiral out of devotionthreading spinning wheels of energybringing lovers to silent contemplationof snake-wrapped planetsthe bell is struckthe shack is burned awaygot nothing...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 04:35:00 PST

tear silk on a hard road wisely

how clever is thy simplicity which bore such fortunes as to scoff at heaven's gates how dark the taste of thy love welcome in every home which cherishes gingerly the commonness of beggars such immorta...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 07:08:00 PST

is that so?

is that so?Hakuin in the supermarketsings a joyful songnever knowingzen fleshzen boneszen whatever you wantbuddha baby lay at the feetdiamond cry ofchocolate-stained mouthis that so?got 4 stalks of br...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 02:25:00 PST

doncha know ya gotta shakti the monkey

the house of mirrorsstands between sun and moonand in thata warm dark mysteryi wanna be your andalusian dogand open old eyes to raini don't wanna be your mangot a different facefor every planegot plum...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 07:53:00 PST

pillow bottle

oh what a long daytoiling in the quantum fieldbegging bits of lightfrom the crystal Ithen come OMand ya lay yer bones on itand dream of a white horsein black hole embryoain't no saving you nowain't no...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 07:34:00 PST

dtcfdtcfdtcfdtcf

walking aroundwith loose prayerburning holesin my hearthobos are sleepingon temple stepsburning holesI can see throughdowntown clowns frowndowntown clowns frownbut the eschatonshe smiles uponher child...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 05:18:00 PST

chill 13

my young black daughterwith yellow twists of your mother'ssunlight markings pressed uponyour soft skullI am standing beside youbreaking up foaming and brightI am your feastwild glittering arcs of dias...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 07:04:00 PST

we are content with our rot

fruit flieslisteners to the criesand cheers of my fortuneswe know of wisdom as moldsilence which sits unknownin dank ancient shadowswhere wisdom is gaineda once living thing decaysa foul stench is but...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 03:29:00 PST

and how howl?

spit-curls of primordial fire grinnintwist it up velvet tunnels of timemad howler blow it thrublow it bang lotus head opengot milky silk shadow curtains laughinlike dyin suns in temple freeze-framemad...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 07:22:00 PST

but one way to start a fire

a heart may howl through dry, cracked lips holding a white rose between two fingers all we ever needed was a little understanding however bloody in form a heart may lay its gift upon its own grave as...
Posted by Spruce Campbell on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 06:21:00 PST