Field

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scene chasing 2 ! same night same sky.....

scene chasing

Lift Your Skinny Fingers Like Antennas To Freedom

Notes: On Sobriety

To those who would teach sobriety.

To assume that the only truth or true consciousness can come from abstaining totally from altered states is an understandable mistake.

This assumption does not consider the fact that a human can never have complete sobriety. That is to say any kind of consistent stable state. 

Our sanity is a very precise solution and is never maintained, thus holding onto a thing which is so illusive, seems futile.

 This practice also negates the possible heightened experiences achieved through manipulating our consciousness.

It is a false idea that prolonged sobriety will allow you to obtain some kind of ‘super solid’ sense of reality. It may be true that practices such as meditation and exercise may bring upon clarity.Yet rather than being the vapor of abstinence they themselves bring a altered state just as with drugs.

 

 So rather than restricting these altered states completely, a practice of balance should be desired. 

Lamplight Cul-de-Sac

Peace at it's best

Phone Photo #003: Where is the Culture?

Phone Photo #002: Monitor with Height Problems

Phone Photo #001: LOL the Drink

I Am Standing In The Foyer

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Wolverine : a grindhouse sketch

Freedom leads to decadence, decadence leads to decay .

"When a mother lets her child get away with murder, we call it unethical.

When a society does the same, we call it democracy."

Transplutonian

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Facing South

The Jetty Pequod

Shadow People, pts. 1 & 2

Oobi By Candlelight

Autobiography #4: Solitude Calling

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A Wise Person Once Said....

"QUALITY OF HAPPINESS

IS DIRECTLY PROPORTIONAL TO

QUANTITY OF FREEDOM"


Voss, 2009.

Creative Expression

Cultural Manhattan

Arms of the Ocean

Juice container (after Giger)

Door knob (after Escher)

Seachange

1bit musik #002

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ASBO Generation

Sleepless Sun

Radio Waves

Filaments

Bus 721

Teenage girl.

Screeching on the bus.

She spits rhetoric about fighting other whores.
All for us, all for her mother.

That toothless progenitor picks up a cigarette off the floor.

Looking about to see if any of us had dropped the filthy thing.

She, or perhaps I should say, it, passes that doubly dreaded death to her bleach blond offspring.

How sweet.

My mind spins as I think of the super bugs breeding on the bed of the bus.

I’m sure she’s immune.

God help us, for cockroaches and human scum will be the only things remaining after pandemic and nuclear holocaust.

Mother is a creature to put Bosch to shame. Chin jutting out, concave face, thick glasses set upon a prune nose.

Poor people.

The only thing they seem to do with any success is breed and eat.
This is survival of the fittest gone mad.

These parasites.

They never had a chance.

1bit musik #001

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