4.27.2007

Oporto


don't you feel like we're all infected with some contemporary disease. it invades our pathology with every breath we take. did you know that there are people in South America who solve every problem with fighting. did you know that there are places in the world where human life is valued less than food.

everything that goes up, must come crashing.
what a cluster-fuck.

Lost Sharks

That's not a riot, it's a feast, let's eat!
It is right, it is fitting, it is lawful, as much as it is in me.

We could take this merry-go-round around the world and still end up in the same snug little parking spot. After the 6 floor walk up, our legs are tired like infants playing in a sand box. The trees sway and groan like old men in a nursing home. Our lips are buzzing like we're playing kazoo's, and we talk as if we lived in the old days of left hands and crack pots. We must not sleep if we are to survive.

Aut Viam Inveniam Aut Faciam