mama, i'm swollen
...new cursive called mama, i'm swollen on good old saddle creek -- keep your eyes open for local shows and buy your tickets before they sell out.
...new cursive called mama, i'm swollen on good old saddle creek -- keep your eyes open for local shows and buy your tickets before they sell out.
By popular demand
"The Price It Is A 'Changin"
Come gather round people,
wherever you roam.
Take a look at the price tag
and get a chill to the bone.
It doesn't matter
how much you moan
or how much time you spend screamin'.
If you want it
you'll have to sell everything you own,
for the price it is a changin'.
No matter how many people
your household employs
Or how much you love
the sound of your own voice.
It don't even matter
if you drive a Rolls Royce,
your eyes will be moist when your payin'.
Someday you'll learn
that cost isn't a choice,
for the price it is a changin'.
Maybe it's time
that you told yourself "stop"
now that gas costs you six-hundred a pop.
From the top of a building
you could always go flop,
or maybe just cut your throat shavin'.
Then you won't have to see
when the last bubble pops,
for the price it is a changin'.
When you're alone in the dark
where nobody sees
you can look to the sky
and get down on your knees.
But if the one up above
doesn't answer your pleas
and you finally get tired of your prayin',
make a blood sacrifice
to the old dieties,
for the price it is a changin'.
Maybe you think
we'll respond to a threat,
but your time could always
be much better spent.
I promise you now
that it's best to relent
from your threatnin' and bribin' and cheatin'.
Better than you have tried
and it hasn't worked yet,
for the price it is a changin'.
Up until now
your life has been a blast.
Hand out a wad of money
and get back a free pass.
But now you have found
that it's your turn to fast,
and for a favor you're now the one beggin'.
You want anything from me
and you'll have to kiss my ass,
for the price it is a changin'.
Come gather round people,
wherever you roam.
Take a look at the price tag
and get a chill to the bone.
It doesn't matter
how much you moan
or how much time you spend screamin'.
If you want it
you'll have to sell everything you own,
for the price it is a changin'.
No matter how many people
your household employs
Or how much you love
the sound of your own voice.
It don't even matter
if you drive a Rolls Royce,
your eyes will be moist when your payin'.
Someday you'll learn
that cost isn't a choice,
for the price it is a changin'.
Maybe it's time
that you told yourself "stop"
now that gas costs you six-hundred a pop.
From the top of a building
you could always go flop,
or maybe just cut your throat shavin'.
Then you won't have to see
when the last bubble pops,
for the price it is a changin'.
When you're alone in the dark
where nobody sees
you can look to the sky
and get down on your knees.
But if the one up above
doesn't answer your pleas
and you finally get tired of your prayin',
make a blood sacrifice
to the old dieties,
for the price it is a changin'.
Maybe you think
we'll respond to a threat,
but your time could always
be much better spent.
I promise you now
that it's best to relent
from your threatnin' and bribin' and cheatin'.
Better than you have tried
and it hasn't worked yet,
for the price it is a changin'.
Up until now
your life has been a blast.
Hand out a wad of money
and get back a free pass.
But now you have found
that it's your turn to fast,
and for a favor you're now the one beggin'.
You want anything from me
and you'll have to kiss my ass,
for the price it is a changin'.
You pray to the angels...
...but they just don't hear you. Why is that?
Why would they hear you? They have the orbits of a billion stars and a gigabillion electrons to monitor and keep on track, a lake of time from which algae must be skimmed promptly and regularly. You think they have time to make sure you make a touchdown? They probably don't even have cable.
Angels suck like that. They never have time for the kids. No wonder they just won't grow up right.
Why would they hear you? They have the orbits of a billion stars and a gigabillion electrons to monitor and keep on track, a lake of time from which algae must be skimmed promptly and regularly. You think they have time to make sure you make a touchdown? They probably don't even have cable.
Angels suck like that. They never have time for the kids. No wonder they just won't grow up right.
Sexbots! Coming soon!
http://www.canada.com/technology/s… archer+Sexbots+coming+years/977013/story.html
Is it an abomination if you marry a robot of the opposite sex? Leviticus neglected to clarify this...
Is it an abomination if you marry a robot of the opposite sex? Leviticus neglected to clarify this...
Evilution
I have a desire to explode all over the world. Poke my fingers into all the nasty parts of the world and see what comes running out.
Too phallic for you? Or do you care to join me?
Too phallic for you? Or do you care to join me?
intro to so-called artificial intuition
google chrome
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zokutou
there is a writer's collective called zokutou, a japenese word meaning "upward/ascending spiral." aside from their awesome tools such as the random word generator, they have an amazing collection of so-called anthologies, which seem to be collaborative creative efforts in the shape of novels.
a good place to start is with the upward spiral, made public in 2003.
a good place to start is with the upward spiral, made public in 2003.
Grant Morrison
This is part one, the rest is findable on youtube if you'd like to see it. Just search "grant morrison" and "disinformation"