Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

The End is Near

sun at the horizon
15 minutes then it's gone
can it be that all our steps are precisely written down

no matter what you try to do
you follow sacred script
embrace your cruel fate fully loaded and equipped

justice's in your mind and it's nothing but a dream
enjoy your shitty day
swallow down your shitty drink

and she is all so emotional
breaking into tears
load up your gun
the end is near

get me outta here
the end is near
i can see the light
but i can't see you clear

every organism wants to keep the status quo
clinging on to tiny dogs, mouldy cheese and bordeaux

you would do the same if you were that special one
but your in a different universe so load up your gun.

get me outta here
get me colder beer
i can see the light
but i can't see who's near

clap your useless hands until you're bleeding from your ears
i can see the light
the end is near

At the Museum

I like to go to the Art Inst. of Chicago on free days when there's bunch of people around that can hear me. And I like to read the painting descriptions out loud and be like:"OIL ON CANVAS?! Way to be fucking sustainable, Van Gogh!" Or like "Crucifixion of Christ, 1495?! That's bullshit! Jesus was already dead by then!"

A Haircut

You know you're balding when your barber goes: "Now let's get to real work!" right before trimming your back hair.

Monday, April 5, 2010


I usually have 2 people visiting my blog everyday. Who the fuck is the second person I don't know.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

The Man Knows

The man knows
The man tries
The man sees
The man fights
The man has grown
Out of size

The man found
The man has lost
It seems to the man
That there's no real cause
No rivers to be crossed

Give me the chord that I want to strike
Give me the key that I want to hit
Give me the word
To sound like me

International Pillow Fight Day.

Soap bars in your pillow case + international pillow fight day = undefeated.