DSR ADBUSTED MUTHA'FVCKERS
Thursday, January 31, 2019
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Thursday, June 7, 2018
Cops hate kids and Kids hate cops..
Cops hate kids.. and Kids hate cops. Cops kill kids with warning shots..
What is crime and what is not? What is justice? I think I forgot?..
Tuesday, June 5, 2018
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Sunday, March 4, 2018
Friday, January 5, 2018
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
Saturday, August 19, 2017
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Monday, May 22, 2017
I see you..
And well, I see you.. Open your mouth..
Trying to say something..
Trying to hear nothing..
I'm tired..
Currently listening:
Random Violence / Value Lasts split 7"
Trying to say something..
Trying to hear nothing..
I'm tired..
Currently listening:
Random Violence / Value Lasts split 7"
Saturday, March 11, 2017
Friday, February 17, 2017
Thursday, December 22, 2016
Friday, September 23, 2016
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Saturday, July 23, 2016
The Young Folks tocino artshow..
Restless.. Coffee hallucination, Sleepless nights..
'Perish' oil on canvas'
Bigmouth 8 feet wheatpaste
Bigmouth 8 feet wheatpaste
Monday, June 27, 2016
Friday, April 29, 2016
Saturday, January 30, 2016
Friday, October 23, 2015
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Mouths..
Time had slipped through my fingers.. One of the things that I didn’t think about or realize was how much this gift has changed me in doing this over years..
(bigmouth X control)
I was so Alive..
So in the meantime, while the weather is changing, and the sky is getting darker, and the days are getting shorter, perhaps more tiring days than usual, I was able to draw some reserves on a crazy weekend..
Currently listening:
Random Violence/ Value Lasts split '7
Repugnant - Victims of Nationalism cd
Monday, April 27, 2015
Fears...
I am afraid of being blind.. not seeing’ the colors of the world.
The
sky, mountains and trees, shaping around me.. feeling alive.
Blinded by ignorance.. that covers our
eyes as the ash of grays folded these eyes..
I’m afraid of the sea.. Drowning a big black hole pulling my
feet.
I
miss the beach.. that tickles my toe. As the sand pulls backwards the water..
And
death is near...
I’m
afraid of losing you.. And Hope is the last thing in my mind, I’ll carry on.
Currently listening:
Nonentities "Bleakest of Days, Saddest of Ways"
Veils "Demo tape"
Currently listening:
Nonentities "Bleakest of Days, Saddest of Ways"
Veils "Demo tape"
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