God said to Abraham, go kill me a son.
Abe said, Man, you must be puttin' me on.
God said, you can do what you want, Abe,
But next time you see me comin', you'd better run.
Well, Abe said, where you want this killin' done?
God said, do it on Highway 61.
No, this isn't a site about, jazz or flowers or The Great Bob.....well, actually it just might be, who knows? It is, however, a site about an egomaniacal, phallogocentric who does six impossible things and then eats lexicons for breakfast!
But first, a word from our sponsors:
"Nothing quite spoils the taste of peanut butter like unrequited love." -- Charlie Brown
"Nudists get used to being naked, we just get used to murder!" -- William Gas
"You should only read what you don't understand." -- Roland Barthes
"No people find each other more absurd than lovers." -- C.S. Lewis
"The Bible is now a bookstore." -- Michelle Foucault
Spontaneously we believe whatever my net doesn't catch isn't a fish. I had this empathy, that's how i was able to survive. Ars Occultandi. Nobody does the Mona Lisa anymore. Which came first, The Chicken or The Egg? Differences, dialogics, dichotomies, provide a start -- but only a start -- for a diacrisis.
"Yeah" I said and started another cigarette. Unless I specifically tell you otherwise, I am always smoking another cigarette.
And now, the thinking poets and those who follow in the lead of hope and those who lead in the hope of following.........
(if you catch my meaning podner, keep her for a while)
And wandering madly, i find a soul
not lost but saved in death and found in life. Here
is an artist of "quacked" proportions and
sober reality
