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Friday, March 27, 2015

HOPE IS A REFINED FORM OF TORTURE

This is a collage using multiple source cut-up and some digital re-drawing.

BEING HAS NO GROUND


This is a collage using multiple source cut-up and some digital re-drawing.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

404 Not Found

http://www.amazon.com/404-Documents-James-Curcio/dp/0615592058/

"Adam Jones was living the life: good job, sweet girlfriend (a redhead to boot), car, house. But in just one year, he will be incarcerated for participation in a vast terrorist conspiracy. It all started with Bradley the Buyer, calling him from the annals of their sordid past. Bradley, a first-rate freak and self-proclaimed criminal mastermind. Maybe it was boredom or curiosity, but he took the call. Soon, Adam is doing 'Ops' with his psychotic friend. When a reality prank goes too far, he tries to get out. But it is already too late. There is no way out but through. By the end, he finds out how deep the rabbit-hole goes, but not before sacrificing his body, soul, and his cozy suburban dream in the process. Written off the headlines, this modern myth blurs the lines between fiction and reality...."

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Sunday, January 11, 2015

Party At The World's End

 "She went down beyond the mountains and disappeared between the crease of sky and land, like a great eyelid folding shut. No one knows what happened out in the Black Hills, but I imagine she lies buried in a rusty coffin under the stars. She had Marilyn's enchanting haze, Hendrix's cool, Morrison's smoldering insanity, but the grave was still surely bare. Not that it mattered. Her face was burned into all our minds, forever young, the mantra of every generation's counter-culture. And on nights when the desert crickets sing her tune, they say one day she will rise again. On that day, there is no telling the kind of vengeance she'll demand of us. Fair is fair.
They say, when she fell from Heaven she wore a crown of jagged stars that slit the skies throat. They say she loved them all, in the secret corners of their shallow sleep. Strangers, at the last. They say a lot of things. They’re all lies. Everything is already written."

Party At The World's End2nd Edition is Available NOW. 

(Print only, $11. eBook available but is 1st edition until next week.)

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Magick Music Experiment 001: Mandible PSychosis Operation


This one is really easy. 

Put on these tracks on repeat in this order:
04 BONUS LEVEL: OCTOPUS GUIDED VISUALIZATION


...Relax yourself to the point between awake and asleep.
You'll know you're in that state because imagination starts to take on an almost fey quality.
But don't worry too much if you're in the right state, just run with it.
Imagine the thing that you're most viscerally frightened of, and the thing you are the most viscerally sexually aroused by.
Riff on those things, think about sounds, smells, sensations, impressions, images, symbols.
Don't fall asleep just yet, keep with it until shit starts to get full on mantis-headed babes chewing off your genitals and you like it freaky.
Let the music take you in.
 Now drift to sleep.
 Do that for a week and keep an eye out for the unusual.
 Let me know how your dreams are. Or tell a dream journal if you aren't into sharing.
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