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Weather Underground

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About Me

I return somewhere a rush, in a rush - waterfall off the end and I realize this is the end. Not everyone speaks to you honestly like the sand. No one is more direct than in the blind swirl of dust at the outer edge. I take my tomorrows out of today and pay for the rest with offerings of silence at the Temple. Each step is a foot away from ourselves or one back closer. Everything eventually burns.

My Interests

The way you can grind light into patterns on metal with paper

I'd like to meet:

A particular type of savagery and grace...

Music:

Undertones

Movies:

Stranger Than Fiction, Short Bus

Television:

You tube

Books:

pyroglyphics, mostly...

Heroes:

Step up - it's your turn.

My Blog

Kill a Mariachi just for fun!

Run with this - a lot of room - write on some more doors, meet some odd characters, hell - murder a mariachi - just DONT give away the color of the lipstick!  I live in a single room with twe...
Posted by Weather Underground on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 07:21:00 PST

Immortality

     I was born a religious man and diedan atheist. an animal. They hauled me up in shackles to St. Peterand I spat on him,because I knew he was a shitty dive barurin...
Posted by Weather Underground on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 11:36:00 PST

Im Alive!

So my bike is fucked - but I'm relatively ok! On friday morning I got into a motorcycle accident on the bridge. And I'm alive to tell about it, thank god. Really, really nice to defy a statistic. ...
Posted by Weather Underground on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 01:09:00 PST

Where is my mind...

Tonight I have the smell of living creatures on my hands. It doesn't go away so easily& I drove back into the city to see my dogs; long walk, gave them a bath, long walk, and then back home to the e...
Posted by Weather Underground on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 09:53:00 PST

Radiography

You see the sound came from the warmth left over on handles; the things we all touched and left and touched again. Some part of it was paint rubbed off, some part of it was chrome polished back down ...
Posted by Weather Underground on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 12:47:00 PST

Goodby Trieste

I don't know how this all beganbut it started somewhere with the streets.A hobo songin Romolo alleywhere the first 30 hits of Morrissey were freebut we chose sugar cubes& Perhaps the Jerrymander beat...
Posted by Weather Underground on Thu, 31 May 2007 11:00:00 PST

numb

Photos by Mngl:http://www.flickr.com/photos/mongol/ Notice, that even out in the round wide openthere are corners;we turn edgesplains intersect and then you're on a new one. Clarity tonig...
Posted by Weather Underground on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 01:58:00 PST