Raoul DeGroot - ProfilesArchive

About Me

My room is a baby jungle, the seed of domesticated Amazon about the size of an avocado core. I cradle it in my lap like a child. It sweats a clear resin water and breaths imperceptibly a tiny ceiling fan.

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 8/3/2004
Band Website: nofkir.com
Band Members: The decaying craniums of Sergei Omundson, Roland "808" Barthes, Clement Greenback$, Joey Digitales, Rene Cardonas III, Claude Rainez, and fam. Also Spooks.
Welcome Eltron Hubbard from the year 3060.

Influences:

Sounds Like: A dream I had.
I imagined/dreamed of a cavern hundreds of miles wide. The light was a cool dim Beijing haze. There were cities and suburbs as well as forests, rivers, and cliffs. Tunnels at the margins. Service hallways, rather. It was a future distant, hermetic. Like the squalor-puddle of a dry season watering hole. It was the future from before the past ran dry.
There were neighborhoods, and places where people gathered to eat and drink and smoke and laugh.

-and talk of small things and also whisper in hushed tones about their jobs and loved ones, about the halogen* days, about the past that ended, about the moist withered bones (of the present)
Record Label: Ice-Grilled AntioqueÃ±an Carbombs & Wood Pulp Inc.
Type of Label: None

My Blog

Forest Masons

They called them charcoal burners or forest masons.Two lovers.Dark browed and gentle.Who tended patient fires that blazed quiet bright under clay and stones.Each was a room and a home. Damp moss their...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Sat, 21 Jun 2008 02:53:00 PST

Atlas

Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 01:58:00 PST

Futuretalk

I left there and came down beside a creek that flowed silver threads and split the mottled forest light over my vision a mask. Dipping down to sip, I saw the hands of every person I’ve k...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 10:19:00 PST

Unfadeable

Donald Duck came back to the states with a dehabilitating case of syphilis, Panchito Pistolas was stabbed in the ribs, and all that was ever found of José Carioca were three pinfeathers ...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 02:01:00 PST

Entheogens of the past present and future

I ran into them for a minute and the dirty colored water drizzled at me-"Uh huh, I didn’t ask you to talk to me. I’m not talking to you motherfucker. This is not a c...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 04:22:00 PST

My new Britney Spears remix (Test reels)

The right kind of technology is a flower or a wasp.A white dusted coat.The audio is actually the wonderful new Britney song that you can see on the internets with the anime. ...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 12:38:00 PST

Bloodbaby

I left it there, and overnight a forest rose up from my liquor cabinet. ...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 12:45:00 PST

All you see is lights

...and I was all fucked up 4evahhhh ...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 04:04:00 PST

Murkariums

I've been thinking about getting largish-scale toy models of cars and blowing them up with South of the Border accrued M-80's, then chroming them or white enamel coating them, then placing them snug i...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 11:40:00 PST

The old place.

You were pale ambered stone, quick trickling streams, and I remember the wooded curve twisting simple. An easy hewn ornament into thickets or meadow. ...
Posted by Raoul DeGroot on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 10:25:00 PST