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Just a little poem and song
1 min read
Here is a link to the actual song:
www.myspace.com/musicalfoxes
It's at the bottom, called "Prayer for Safety (remake)"
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When you need to stop death before you were born
Prayer for Safety
Love is an emotion received from the mother
but if she doesn't want you
you have to find another lover
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same
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www.myspace.com/musicalfoxes
It's at the bottom, called "Prayer for Safety (remake)"
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When you need to stop death before you were born
Prayer for Safety
Love is an emotion received from the mother
but if she doesn't want you
you have to find another lover
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same way
damaged in the same
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uno dos tres cuatro
1 min read
I said that I would get some work done after the world cup, and by-god I intend to do just that. Sketches to come!
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Dream Journal #1
4 min read
I'm going to start trying to write my dreams down more in order to remember them more often.
The beginning of the dream is a little fuzzy. I think I was going to my old friend Casey's house to play video games, and we were playing some version of Mortal Kombat. I remember some guy getting uppercutted into the pit, but then he blew him up with some fireball or whatever before he hit the ground. As we were driving home, I couldn't hardly keep the car on the road. I was swerving all over, and then it turned into like a little video screen and I was driving this little cartoony car on the road, which somehow made it a little easier. Somehow I drove into like an airport or something, and we got in big trouble because our car/plane thing was getting in the way of other aircrafts. I think Keith was there and he was saying that we basically had to get out of there because they were going to hunt us down (the authorities). We then walked off the airport and into this nearby house and into the cellar.
Then it was as if a day or two had passed, and Brian and I were in the cellar alone. These two army/police guys came in and were looking around, except they couldn't see Brian and I. It was like we were invisible to them, but I knew we were physically there. They started checking behind shelves and everything, trying to find us. I had the feeling that there was some sort of artifact in the cellar that had to do with a turkey, and that if they found it and destroyed it, we wouldn't be invisible anymore. I looked down at my feet and I had these funny black markings that ran in a band along the front of my feet and up my legs. Eventually they knew we were invisible somehow, and started feeling around the room for us. We started fighting them by punching and kicking them and avoid being grabbed. They were a lot bigger than us, and I knew if one of them got a hold we would be done fore. At one point I grabbed this baseball bat and was hitting them with it. I knew that they could see the baseball bat floating around, though, so it started to give away my location. I was about to just run out of the cellar altogether, but I heard Brian get caught. I turned around to see both of the guys attacking Brian on the ground. I jumped on the guys and just started attacking them until they let go of Brian, and then I dragged him away and slumped him in a chair. He looked about half dead. After that it was just continuous fighting with various weapons. I grabbed these razor blades and was just cutting the guys all over. I remember trying to adjust the razors in my hands so that I wasn't going to cut my own hands up. We fought for a while, and then the guys just layed on the ground and said they were so tired they were going to take a quick little nap. I started looking around the cellar more, and spotted these axes laying in a corner. Some of them looked rather ornate. I took one of the axes and walked over to the guy laying on his back sleeping. I swung the axe up and brough it down right across his neck, chopping his head off. EXCEPT, when I brought it back up his head just reconnected. Both the guys awoke after that, and more fighting ensued. At one point I was using a meat cleaver. Somehow the two guys turned into these two middle aged ladies. I started getting so fed up with fighting that I pleaded with them that they could just go away and forget about us, and that we weren't going to cause anyone else any harm. They finally agreed to this and we all walked outside, still being invisible. There were some kids playing soccer outside, and I was so happy that I hugged one of the ladies we were fighting. They eventually just laid on the ground and melted in the earth. After that I woke up gasping because I had been crying. It was odd how emotional it was to give up the fighting.
The beginning of the dream is a little fuzzy. I think I was going to my old friend Casey's house to play video games, and we were playing some version of Mortal Kombat. I remember some guy getting uppercutted into the pit, but then he blew him up with some fireball or whatever before he hit the ground. As we were driving home, I couldn't hardly keep the car on the road. I was swerving all over, and then it turned into like a little video screen and I was driving this little cartoony car on the road, which somehow made it a little easier. Somehow I drove into like an airport or something, and we got in big trouble because our car/plane thing was getting in the way of other aircrafts. I think Keith was there and he was saying that we basically had to get out of there because they were going to hunt us down (the authorities). We then walked off the airport and into this nearby house and into the cellar.
Then it was as if a day or two had passed, and Brian and I were in the cellar alone. These two army/police guys came in and were looking around, except they couldn't see Brian and I. It was like we were invisible to them, but I knew we were physically there. They started checking behind shelves and everything, trying to find us. I had the feeling that there was some sort of artifact in the cellar that had to do with a turkey, and that if they found it and destroyed it, we wouldn't be invisible anymore. I looked down at my feet and I had these funny black markings that ran in a band along the front of my feet and up my legs. Eventually they knew we were invisible somehow, and started feeling around the room for us. We started fighting them by punching and kicking them and avoid being grabbed. They were a lot bigger than us, and I knew if one of them got a hold we would be done fore. At one point I grabbed this baseball bat and was hitting them with it. I knew that they could see the baseball bat floating around, though, so it started to give away my location. I was about to just run out of the cellar altogether, but I heard Brian get caught. I turned around to see both of the guys attacking Brian on the ground. I jumped on the guys and just started attacking them until they let go of Brian, and then I dragged him away and slumped him in a chair. He looked about half dead. After that it was just continuous fighting with various weapons. I grabbed these razor blades and was just cutting the guys all over. I remember trying to adjust the razors in my hands so that I wasn't going to cut my own hands up. We fought for a while, and then the guys just layed on the ground and said they were so tired they were going to take a quick little nap. I started looking around the cellar more, and spotted these axes laying in a corner. Some of them looked rather ornate. I took one of the axes and walked over to the guy laying on his back sleeping. I swung the axe up and brough it down right across his neck, chopping his head off. EXCEPT, when I brought it back up his head just reconnected. Both the guys awoke after that, and more fighting ensued. At one point I was using a meat cleaver. Somehow the two guys turned into these two middle aged ladies. I started getting so fed up with fighting that I pleaded with them that they could just go away and forget about us, and that we weren't going to cause anyone else any harm. They finally agreed to this and we all walked outside, still being invisible. There were some kids playing soccer outside, and I was so happy that I hugged one of the ladies we were fighting. They eventually just laid on the ground and melted in the earth. After that I woke up gasping because I had been crying. It was odd how emotional it was to give up the fighting.
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Wendy and the Lost Boys
1 min read
Just read Peter "Pan: they boy who couldn't grow up", the play. It was good! I'm thinking of doing some Peter Pan illustrations now. I would like to see the play now, too, if it comes to town ever.
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Hausu! aka House
1 min read
Just watched this crazy/hilarious move called House at the UICA (Urban Institute of Contemporary Art). This movie is hilarious! Strongly urge anyone to look it up. It's this weird Japanese horror movie from 1977, but it has these funny happy scenes and crazy special effects. Everyone was laughing in the theater. Here's the trailer. I love how the japanese think!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NN0HVJ…
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NN0HVJ…
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