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i want to be more like carl sagan if possible
but
capable of
more chaos
or
Huey Lewis if he had, like you know, this dark serious side too, and like, in the middle of all that yacht rock there was oh i dunno, this man there, you know, all of a sudden reflecting on the perils of self torture, analyzing and reflecting too hard
burning up in the fires of lust, lust for fact
oh fuck, whatever, this is nothing like him
i mean, maybe
i dunno

im like 33 going on infinity
with
a rather childish and well earned lack of reality issue
which i am not finding issue with
how's that

and Will Smith is my favorite actor
and
I dont care what yours is, that IS MINE
and that bad motherfucker is just badass

also Jay-Z
is,
along with my grandfather and Bob Dylan
like ionic men to me.
gentlemen two of them
and one
a man riddled with necessary madness

i wear lots of striped socks
my favorite food is soup

i love metal
and
sad music
no
in-between for me
except
mariah carey
she can read the phone book and im buying it

scorpio

isolationist

FRIEND/Thirtysomething fan

Writer (crossed fingers)

Guitar Player and One Singer of
The Cardinals

WEREWOLPH only member (its cool- itll happen)

Archive

May
8th
Thu
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oh, there’s the door. gotta go. bye robot foggy and carol anne-esque t.v. people- you are very much like loud orange and blue angel type beings with word fetish and strange patternsyou remind me of puddleswhich i lovethey are their own thingand reflect as they damn well choosedirtyand skyall at the same timerecurringif seasons were counted by cloudy daysandstaring down at your feetfor the looking upandthe othersandeyes that look like they want to steal you from yourselfwhatever that isorever wasto begin with 

oh, there’s the door. gotta go. bye robot foggy and carol anne-esque t.v. people- you are very much like loud orange and blue angel type beings with word fetish and strange patterns

you remind me of puddles

which i love

they are their own thing

and reflect as they damn well choose

dirty

and

sky

all at the same time

recurring

if seasons were counted by cloudy days

and

staring down at your feet

for the looking up

and

the others

and

eyes

that look like they want to steal you from yourself

whatever that is

or

ever was

to begin with 

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mad

i got mad today

which was cute

now

that i think about it

because john

bossman

he tells it like it is

and

there was a lot of crap

hiding

a few

rather nice things

to be cultivated

into statues

like

those buildings i love

chrysler and empire

fuck

they are like an umbrella

that

hides me

from any color of rain

those dreams

look very tall

and

i like my tall dreams

like

i like my lemons sour

and

wet

and

loud 

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ALSO

I bought the blonde hair dye again,

im gonna dye it again, again,

and paint

tonight

and

between painting

and having my hair go back to blonde

i

will

edit

while listening

to a series

of

brahms

faure

and

probably

the circle jerks (VI)

in

a pair of jeans

and

nothing else

because

that is how

i get

the most dirty

the night before

laundry day

which

is

tomorrow

so

bedsheets

should be orange

and hair stained

and paint stained

and

i imagine

there will be chocolate

someplace

as

i always wake up

next to a cookie

in my hair

i guess

i like to eat

a cookie

or two

in the middle of the night

a man

after all

must have something to do

unless

he was born evil 

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why did you call me a sell out boxofcolor. so mean.
i just have to work. i have rehersals and then the studio
then i must wake and work on the book so that it is a dream dreamed correctly into the world
and find a home for this batch of art
so funny
i listen and read all of these people who come here
so inspiring
so dedicated
i see so much change
it makes me
want to work
harder
as hard
as
x-tina meant in that song she didnt write
and
truly
there are 60 tunes
23 good
so as i know now
and those
23
they need
a lot
of
air and water and i must get to now them
like
i got to know me
or you
or people
by
being in here
dont be mean.
claire danes is gross, sorry. its gross acting. its not my thing.
i want robots not that.
so
yes.
it was mean
still
that does not explain why boxofcolor decided i sold out in ten minutes
weird
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Albert and Anne.
human miracles
enough to last
anyone endless
superimaginating
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Foggy and Future and Why Prob Not Bloggin

so i had fun trying this. how weird

but i guess now i have to start work on the record

edit and tweak a book of poetry

and figure out when and where to show my art

oh yeah and right before a tour

so this was healing

and weird

and a trip

and the vids and some other junk will end up at my actual website,

www.davidryanadams.com

which should be working in a day.

my old site will link there

and of course,

ill check in amd say funny shit when i can

it was nice to meet everyone

have a public nervous breakdown

make metal

make pretty

and

i dunno

humanize even of it was all in this imaginary box robot

take it easy

and

of course

foggy is coming with me

my brain is foggy 

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CARL SAGA- my hero.among other things, such as giving the world COSMOS, a masterpiece in any form, He won the Pulitzer Prize for nonfiction in 1978 for The Dragons of Eden: Speculations on the Evolution of Human Intelligence. 

CARL SAGA- my hero.

among other things, such as giving the world COSMOS, a masterpiece in any form, 

He won the Pulitzer Prize for nonfiction in 1978 for The Dragons of Eden: Speculations on the Evolution of Human Intelligence. 

May
7th
Wed
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i ripped this from BoxofColors blog, but mainly because this woman, her books, they got me through some serious shit. When Things Fall Apart is amazing. it really is. although, she, the author, doesn’t look so happy all the time. whatever. maybe thats what happiness looks like. also, boxocolor- 2am calls. wow. i know that dude. i was that dude. you should just say it like it is. sometimes that wall though, its made of steel. fuck. anyway, yr better off on the steps of the met dreaming about balloons and portals into time/space and far too good not to know you could be a good choice right. be the good choice. be the choice, be chosen and chose- it is much better. the hand that reaches back, with light, is the hand you can see when your world is not alight

i ripped this from BoxofColors blog, but mainly because this woman, her books, they got me through some serious shit. When Things Fall Apart is amazing. it really is. although, she, the author, doesn’t look so happy all the time. whatever. maybe thats what happiness looks like. also, boxocolor- 2am calls. wow. i know that dude. i was that dude. you should just say it like it is. sometimes that wall though, its made of steel. fuck. anyway, yr better off on the steps of the met dreaming about balloons and portals into time/space and far too good not to know you could be a good choice right. be the good choice. be the choice, be chosen and chose- it is much better. the hand that reaches back, with light, is the hand you can see when your world is not alight

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Dear Foggy

Great news. The Book is a go. so unreal. i just found out.

also i jackie i just saw yr in here. wow. yr a school teacher and shit. crazy.

i member ya. glad yr well. 

dropped u a hello. must be crazy C R A Z Y teaching kids. man the Boohie-Down is the shit.

i am down with the brnx. brnx is badass. i went there once to try and find the block jenny was from but i did not survive leaving-city-fear. ha. i made up a new phobia for myself. amazing.

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HOPE

continue to live in hope, especially when it is answering 

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