hat which was has become.....
Fold in Mcluhan’s media laws and become....
a student.....
The electric environment. There is too much ....
outside in.....
Critical mass. Outside; in-patients worship the panic.
Fold in Harold Brodsky....
In an artificial wood. Its electric painting....
Pictures have become...wooden.....
It’s a national notion of environment. Comfort....
Is a 1986 issue of an advertisement for 2012. Echo the
words of wisdom from....
Prophet to profit. See the comforts of tomorrow. Maybe
Maya. ....
Orient the disaster that is the collected past. Memento
of the state.....
Tear down this Gorbachov and a door closes in your
face wall me .....
Try a little tenderness as a clear function appears as....
Intent. The Clayton Rubicon will happen again. It gave
you what you wanted to ....
See from shining sea.....
Glitter on the figure ground. Glitterati.....
I chimed in on the Electric environment. A nasty dream
clicking black and white ....
Pornographic images of shade and function. A pipe
dream it would seem.....
Secretly proud of what you’ve become?....
Fold in the digital.....
The follower’s the leader’s the wanna be’s the petty,
the pretty, and the....
Fashionable. Eat what you have become. Be what you are
branded.....
Black Spot on or black spot record.....
Recording every smoking cigarette. Spotted being
trendy for a feeding or ....
a fork.....
The prophet on a park-bench. Desire on a pathway...it
is good. Raise your fists to ....
Thee resurrected unknown. Unkempt sense of morality.
Raise your fists wayward souls. Music....
Outside. discordant. It bores me with volume. There’s
is no substance in the souls.....
That which was has become.....
I hear the virus sing.....
I hear the voice of the law....
Reject reject reject....
The artist reduced to talking about it.....
Society and decline. As it is said strategically or ....
Theoretically like Artaud.....
Life is hostile in the theatre of cruelty.....
The virus speaks of possible outcomes for the rock, this stage. Annihilate....
The plague that breeds in these souls, and the gods
damn the....
Common the self-obsessed the ego the id .....
Find your friends . Gone in a flash....
Of downtown brown. ....
Garbage and stink, garbage and stink. The garbage and
stink ....
Rises and engulf the soul. Destroyed and regulated.....
Health defines class.....
Dirt and sickness are ambivalent. The refuse....
Social distinction.....
Drink it up. Drink up the streets. It’s the prime-time
....
time. It’s time for the prime-time time....
sludge and slime, dirt and grime....
health defines your status....
drink it up .....
In all our decadence we all still die. ....
Flash of down-town brown stains with the realisation
that immortality is not ....
yours. Never
yours....
.. ..
.. ..
Ambient noise of newspaper editorials....
Why id doesn’t matter....
In 2009 ....
Status defines tolerance.....
.. ..
Dreadnaught juggernaught. Who started all this?....
What is this and why is it.....
A feeding frenzy, the corpse of the commerce
committee.....
Push coming to shove.....
It’s the new dawn. The Oprah notion of what makes a
nation ....
And ....
It’s half past the apocalypse.....
