My new kitten! She is 6 weeks old and cute as fuck. I haven’t named her yet, but all will be revealed tomorrow.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
KITTEN.
My new kitten! She is 6 weeks old and cute as fuck. I haven’t named her yet, but all will be revealed tomorrow.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Billsticking Kaikoura.
Road rage in a beautiful scene. A trio of red huddle together for comfort, while my patience is severely tested. The hills swallow us as we play follow the leader. Avoid the truck as fifth gear awaits. Blast off. Coffee is our petrol while cigarettes pass the time. Where the hills meet the ocean signals the final destination, under the sun's firm grip. The return journey can wait, when there are beers to be savored.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
"You see that pack of Virginia killing sticks on the end of the piano?
All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur - the gold packet of king size with a regal insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, is a lie.
Your other personality is trying to draw your attention to the flip side of the discussion, written in boring bold black and white, it’s a statement that these neat little soldiers of death and in fact trying to kill you and that, is the truth.
Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and I’m addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren.
That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet.
That is why you and i love the drugs. now please, pass me a light".
Mr Johnny Quid - RocknRolla.
All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur - the gold packet of king size with a regal insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, is a lie.
Your other personality is trying to draw your attention to the flip side of the discussion, written in boring bold black and white, it’s a statement that these neat little soldiers of death and in fact trying to kill you and that, is the truth.
Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and I’m addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren.
That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet.
That is why you and i love the drugs. now please, pass me a light".
Mr Johnny Quid - RocknRolla.
Friday, February 11, 2011
FB.
Spending hours absorbed in a slide show of insignificance, squinting and judging. The sporadic pitter-patter of typing throw away comments.
We are all creatures of a public forum, in which the strongest facade gets the most likes. Democracy never seemed so simple, as the fiery glow of notifications burns bright. Link me to your favorites, and I swear I’ll laugh out loud. Refresh, refresh! And watch the news roll in, one bad pun at a time. Open a new tab, but not before the immediacy of chat consumes you.
Friends are a click away, and gaining their approval has never been so time-consuming. Persistence is the key. A catchy title, a winning smile, and a photo taken from an ‘interesting’ angle will help you climbs the ranks of anonymity. Or so you hope.
In reality, you’re just another mindless status I choose to ignore in the ever present newsfeed. The delete button never looked so appealing, but in the end I’m just as much a slave to the red button as anyone.
We are all creatures of a public forum, in which the strongest facade gets the most likes. Democracy never seemed so simple, as the fiery glow of notifications burns bright. Link me to your favorites, and I swear I’ll laugh out loud. Refresh, refresh! And watch the news roll in, one bad pun at a time. Open a new tab, but not before the immediacy of chat consumes you.
Friends are a click away, and gaining their approval has never been so time-consuming. Persistence is the key. A catchy title, a winning smile, and a photo taken from an ‘interesting’ angle will help you climbs the ranks of anonymity. Or so you hope.
In reality, you’re just another mindless status I choose to ignore in the ever present newsfeed. The delete button never looked so appealing, but in the end I’m just as much a slave to the red button as anyone.
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