Monday, October 06, 2008

unconscious phone calls.


Get comfortable listening to your own voice.
The daftness of your own ego is what makes it best.


"Yeah...?"

it's silent once more.

"Hello...?"

"....Sorry did I wake you?" voiced.

The softest part of the mind must be the part when certain times lets us lose control of our cerebral strength. There's no consciousness in what we do or think.

It's a pure human act; primal.

Unattended by opinion or experience.
That hello is your real name.

Thursday, October 02, 2008

The Underground Disco Club

Think of that fat Kool-aid man,
shaped as a round glittering ball,
bursting out of a bright red brick wall
not just saying oh yeah!,

but to tell you

HELL, OH YEAH!





Disco is underground now.