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what it is
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I don't know, most likely though it is the electronic manifestation of the perverbeal dreams that all mankind has dreamt through time, but not to be so egotistical it is me, visually. I would guess the next logical step would be to tell of myself, I am your typical delusioned 19 yr old, delusioned because I have grown up an exile only to watch my exiled sub-culture get exploited for the evil dollar, not to say that I do not want money but I would not sell what my fellow peers & I believe in to be the eye of spotlight, if Ihad a lot of money I would be a bum, travel settle in a 3rd world country and write & paint the rest of my life away in virtual solitude w/the rest of my friends.
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what is going on
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well now I am trying to assemble the financial & likewise shambles of a life that mainly rotated around a senseless notion of trying to catch that awesome hook-up, which of course never did, so I gave it up never to pursue it again, I figured I could starve as an artist w/o having to worry about being screwed over or getting busted. right now 3 of my friends are hiking the appalacian trail, and I'm getting ready to sell certain organs and possibly my body for funds to clear my debts & enough cash to travel the world long enough to write a couple of books by then either my friends will be on a ranch they aquired in costa rica, or traveling through europe where we will converge
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what will be?
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who knows?
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