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So forth and so on This is why he wanted to march at the head of the line, be the first to make them laugh, why he was a loser at humankind's curse. He wished that each of his actions, indeed every second of his life, were measured against the supreme criterion, death. To be as unending as the end. Knowing not who he was himself but knowing what drives others was no help. " For the body is ephemeral and thought is eternal and the flicker of fire is the image of thought." The constant jester he was (is) life itself, for parody is the eternal destiny of man. But the facade soon becomes painful and b So forth and so on
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Hilarity Ensues        You always laugh at irony               even if it isn't funny    you even laugh now at your own misery       You walk the edges of belonging                a social chameleon
  you're making your love out to be malt liquor
                 Hazy, addictive        How Hilarity Ensues
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Make Haste                 I am your black comedy               Your harrowing tale of misery          and we are so befittingly disguised
         as the unacquainted prose of life Surely, Surely, we had discovered this quite by chance?
               As actors with bad timing
     &nb Make Haste
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Gold Elephant

Sun Oct 5, 2008, 9:15 PM

Listening to: Etta James
Reading: Hopscotch
Eating: mashed potatoes
Drinking: white tea

" well its more of a curse sometimes..."
" yeah... more like a plague upon humanity"

I just had a giant plateful of mashed potatoes, I am so full of mashed potatoes its practically unsanitary.

Time is crawling along and so am I. What do I do with all this time I've found on my hands? Its like a stain that I can't rub out. I feel uninspired to paint anything. And I feel like such a royal flake. And I have NO money despite working all summer. I had almost 2,000 saved up and now.... I only have 200 dollars to show for it. I don't even know what I spent it on. I have to stop being so generous. And I have to clean up, there's clothes all over the place. So many things that have to be done, but I don't know where to start, or what they are in fact. I just know that there's something I need to do. Does that make sense? Im not sure, whatever. I should be sleeping.

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Current Residence: Brooklyn-Staten Island, New York
Interests: music.art.life.love.cups of tea.
Favourite genre of music: WHOA
Favourite artist: Thats a very silly question.
Favourite poet or writer: As is this one.
Operating System: OS X
MP3 player of choice: I'm a conformist in this sense
Tools of the Trade: Acrylic, Spraypaint , My trusty pen, Markers, Prismacolor Pencils, Sharpies, Mac,