Stand in the middle of traffic and dance. Return favours twofold, and return malice fivefold. Insert tiny propaganda bombs into publications and news-stands everywhere. Defy TV, denounce everybody, see through everything, place disturbing classified ads in newspapers, toss money at people, paint targets on cars, streak, defy classification, get yourself on TV. Start a church, cross dress, write several conflicting autobiographies, be politically incorrect, make love to anything, make war on everything. Look normal, be insane. Take a deep breath and...
JUMP!
its difficult to compress yourself into a visual feast, but welcome to my myspace, where i endeavour to express who i am or wish to be with an intoxicating concoction of words, photos and shiny things
im a funghi sorta guy, i like to laugh, i like to think.. i like fresh perspectives, i like alternatives, i like alternative music, i like alternative people, ill take the fucked up option
intrigue intellect irregularity
confident, but not overbearing
happy, but not ecstatic
disheartened, but not depressed
somewhat bored, but not allowing myspace to tap into my veins
if youre stuck for something to do right now, go see..
FIGHT CLUB!!
"this is your life, and its ending one minute at a time.."
TYLER - Do you know what a duvet is?
JACK - A comforter.
TYLER - It's a blanket, just a blanket. Now why do guys like you and I know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival? In the hunter-gathered sense of the word? No. What are we then?
JACK - You know....consumers.
TYLER - Right. We're consumers. We're by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty -- these things don't concern me. What concerns me is celebrity magazines, television with five hundred channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.
JACK - Martha Stewart.
TYLER - Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man! So fuck off, with your sofa units and your green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let's evolve and let the chips fall where they may. But that's me, I could be wrong, maybe it's a terrible tragedy.
JACK - No, it's just stuff.
TYLER - Well, you did lose a lot of versatile solutions for a modern life.
JACK - Fuck, you're right.
*Tyler offers Jack a cigarette.*
JACK - No, I don't smoke.........My insurance will probably cover it, so...
*Tyler stares at him*
JACK - What?
TYLER - The things you own, end up owing you. But do what you like man..
tooty :)
i like funnies..
do you find this funny?
i wrote a few children's books.... not on purpose