What kind of soul do you have?

get a fucking haircut

2011-03-03T14:48:00.003-07:00

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sin, dreams, violence, touch

2011-03-02T08:52:00.023-07:00

I fought my first battle last night

I kept thinking of mike lopez,

him and his brother would lay in the same bed and dream together while embracing

i miss my brother, i want to give him a hug

when i hug him it feels wrong

kazantakis spoke of jesus touching his feet to the feet of the young mary magdelene

the act was so innocent

i questioned how the touching of feet could be considered sin

my dreams were innocent last night

although they scared me straight

my essence was open and all that existed was fear

suzanne falk and marina ambrovic were mixed together

a green minture horse with sharp teeth tried to castrate me

i beat it with a magical metal tube

sometimes the imagination can be more horrific than reality

solidify an eloquent experience

2011-03-01T10:27:00.004-07:00

repetition

is the cycle in which we continually regress

laugh, it is our choice

smiles and arms in the air

unbound from this form, into light, with swords and words, laughing still

keep laughing, without anger, into the abyss of simplicity and grandeur

keep laughing

keep laughing

keep laughing

with each repetitive gesture we are forced into change,

a place where the wrongs write themselves and possibilities become impossibilites.

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body language, confusion, transcendence

2011-02-24T12:29:00.004-07:00

my body speaks in all directions

quaquaversal? duh.

i found a place between serenity and actuallity,
building a little house there.

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other people can live with me, but only my brothers, and people who have other things to do

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it's my house, i own it, i run it
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i'll make you polite, don't ask for too much

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in my ear, sensitive ears,

donald rumsfeld makes me feel uncomfortable and grown up.

divine irony, friend, benevolence, soul

2011-02-19T19:55:00.002-07:00

i am clear, clarity

grasp

breast

monsters

plume blanche

deee doo

dee doooooo

communal intimacy

2011-02-18T07:33:00.006-07:00

this morning i looked at the clouds, in detail, as marissa suggested

a single engine plane passed below the clouds and my grandmother awakened me one of her desires

i called my father

he has a friend who flies planes

i suggested he give his mother a gift

AND THEY COME BACK WITH WARNINGS OF CELESTIAL NOISE.

AND THEY BECKON ME WITH MONARCHY AND UNCONDITIONAL

compromise, helen frankenthaler, movement, dance, serenity

2011-02-14T16:19:00.004-07:00

writing about myself.
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the colors become dissonant when moments become harsh
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helen, your painting remind me of myself.
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cherish my warmth, for my anxiety will steal, soul, art

2011-02-14T03:36:00.005-07:00

HOLD YOUR SELF UP.

Your tricks are not worth the trouble.

YOU ARE GROWN, YOU ARE GROWN

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it's simple and there's nothing you can do about it

2011-02-12T23:35:00.000-07:00

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give up, soul, diversity, exuberance

2011-02-12T16:09:00.007-07:00

Sit down.

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Went to the bar last night, in my face, got some mushrooms.

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Marty told John to shut up, high as a kite, imagine it. Imagine how high we were together. If you can understand .

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It was like kidding and getting angry about selfishness. Stupid honest muthfuckers.

NO ONE CARES, SHUT THE FUCK UP!
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outside so the rapists can mind fuck you.
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at night I can feel the neighbors hands on my dick, I am too open sometimes.
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non-experimental types, biodiversity, soul

2011-02-11T20:39:00.007-07:00

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Awake.

I am, so be nice

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new things, accelerated understanding, soul, manhood

2011-02-10T08:55:00.009-07:00

Translucent skins, for naked teenage immersion

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They see write into you, tiger.

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But it's all about being real and action.

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Ouch, we are poor and sand dune and hover craft.

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erase my common gaze

2011-02-08T04:41:00.007-07:00

Erase my common gaze, to be one with no one and calm stirs the pot.

I say things, but you are stupid and my heart needs my mind so I will get out this place of knowing all while screaming at you.

Slavery is among us. Love is the slave of god, god is the worship of devils. And devils are as unreal as memory. Cocaine fake, false fake, tell me who I am, the spirits are calling me to meet them half way, death is close to mystical knowledge, the self is floating away and yet the body sit here like sounds of turning tricks, and money and false, false, no way mother, mother no way, carbon is mother, he is savior of tricks, his tricks is a trick itself.

fuck you.

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it gonna be fun to pretend i am not completely insane inside.

different, soul, cast me down

2011-02-06T23:47:00.004-07:00

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out of control.....

I think your just fucking with me....

BUT MAYBE YOU ARE SERIOUS!!!!!!!!.......

I like folk music.

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conviction, surprise, neglect, soul

2011-02-04T04:36:00.009-07:00

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GOOD FOR NOTHING, TALENTLESS, CREEP, MEDIOCRITY,

2011-02-03T14:17:00.008-07:00

I would like to thank all my fans.

I know it's a bit soon to be talking about myself on a blog dedicated to the building of my ego, but I felt it must be done to prevent any further out break of misinformation.

Now a word of caution. This information may ruin me socially, but I don't care because I can travel somewhere where I am unknown and live a good life.

I will state the facts:

I am really smart, imaginative, and manipulative. I can create intricate stories and say certain words that will trigger you into thinking certain things. While I am doing this I will look at you as if you are my mother, so that you will be bonded to me.

I have an extremely fucked up family life.

My mother blacks-out regularly and would smack me around and call me nigger.

I was molested several times as a child, I cannot remember all of the instances.

My mother would tell me about her abortions when she was blacked-out, in detail.

She would also tell me my step dad was a pedophile.

She would tell me he was brain washing me into being like him, and that he would masturbate to images of me and my brother in his head.

A year ago I started thinking of myself as a man, I realized that human beings have sexual energy and that there are a lot of things that are not talked about.

With that said I feel much better.

OH wait AHHAHAHAHHAHAH,

I AM MEAN, YOU ARE MEAN.

GET USED TO IT.

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the extent of human understanding, dissociation

2011-02-01T22:42:00.007-07:00

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up, down, up, down, truth, belief, imposing, tension

2011-02-01T21:56:00.001-07:00

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inspiring, money, conflict, soul

2011-02-01T13:17:00.002-07:00

we make money not art

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2011-01-31T13:36:00.006-07:00

false, keep going....

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darkness, guilt, remorse, frustration

2011-01-30T17:36:00.006-07:00

I almost killed someone today, I spit on him. I was screaming at him.

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I want someone to tell me I did a good job spitting and killing. Just the word "good" would suffice.
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where are you?, dissociation, future, soul, friends, movement

2011-01-28T17:00:00.001-07:00

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joe is too friendly

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animal metaphors, fedora, expediency, soul, ownership

2011-01-28T01:37:00.004-07:00

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I am stupid. I guess it's limitless. I imagine my complacency is trust worthy.

Yes sir, is this desirable?

I can't talk about bad things anymore, my subconcious won't allow it.

My friends have conditioned me to be unaware of impending conflict.

fun

subjective, soul, painting, antagonist

2011-01-26T17:56:00.005-07:00

It is understood that when one moves foward one must bear the weight of humanites flaw.

It is as if with each step we are bound more tightly.

People are innately stupid.

Your actions seem discplinarian, but there are only that. . Your ingnorance is ignored.

zzzzzzzzzzzzz? ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ..? zzzzzzzz.

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future, soul, discipline, focus, painting, power

2011-01-26T16:28:00.002-07:00

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a considerable contribution to the humanities

education

perpetuation

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exploitation

the passive mind, house

2011-01-23T15:28:00.005-07:00

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sharp

2011-01-22T22:39:00.002-07:00

I am going through many changes rapidly. Supreme annoyance is wrapping it self in my head.

fear, soul, war, death, others pain

2011-01-21T19:05:00.004-07:00

poem by lucas bostrom

I was a poem. the gods started speaking, i thought i was a god, yep.

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the others got angry, i tested their faith, confused their children

2011-01-20T22:09:00.002-07:00

graveshift

imaginitive, omnibeneveloent, feeling too powerful, no fear of death

2011-01-20T17:46:00.003-07:00

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embrace simplicity soul painting tribal

2011-01-19T19:28:00.006-07:00

be kind

be kind, be kind, be kind, paint, pant, truth, hang around

homage soul lies and love

2011-01-10T20:11:00.002-07:00

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masturbation is selfish, pacifism is counterintuitve

2011-01-08T20:51:00.006-07:00

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The internet makes me feel isolated.

2011-01-07T03:46:00.004-07:00

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What is real?

Street, Car, Coffee, Luxury, Stupidity, Haste, Patience, Food, Conflict, Dog, Stupidity, Good, Smartness, Choices

facebook, frustration, progress, progression, time, time, time, soul

2011-01-07T00:34:00.003-07:00

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sick, angry, tough, scared, soul,

2011-01-06T19:34:00.002-07:00

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2011-01-05T02:17:00.004-07:00

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Talent is hitting a target know one else can hit, genius is hitting a target no one else can see.

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noble, lonely, soul, prowess, painting

2011-01-03T21:07:00.004-07:00

i have been waiting for you to figure me out tom. it took you long enough. has your confidence been dismantled, just as my moments have been foreseen,

i have been waiting tom,

your a little girl,

you keep your right wing propaganda to yourself keep reading my silent thoughts with your ignorance and statistics

it looks as though you have wait wait wait relentless,

watch my eyes,

i have taken responsibility.......

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new house time figure shit out

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2011-01-03T21:06:00.000-07:00

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purpose slander mothers soul

2011-01-02T04:28:00.002-07:00

enough with the ego shit.

creativity and soul over the deadening hand of big mother government

but i like this guy, i don't want people to misinterpret my post.

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2011-01-02T04:24:00.001-07:00

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2010-12-31T12:50:00.000-07:00

painting from few months back, Franz West imitation

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2010-12-31T12:49:00.000-07:00

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no soul, art, oops, double

2010-12-29T00:46:00.001-07:00

My soul is starving for dishes. Francis Picabia is stupid, he doesn't care about painting, only women.

woman

I had this ex-girlfriend and we were like Pol-Pot and Joan of Arch.

It was all Frida Khalo and shit.

We had nights together when we would talk about thoughts being gems and light and liquid.

We would argue, she would call me convoluted and I would get angry and tell her she was soulless.

I knew she had a soul, but I couldn't see it.

I guess all of my words and fears would become smoke and tension and we would inhale our separation and feel our tension becoming distrust.

I miss her. I miss the fact that we were both fucked up and that we loved each-other.

I miss her touching my arm. I miss when she would hypnotize me with her powerful eyes and I would overwhelm her with my heart.

She hated romantic shit back then, but I would grab her and throw her into my pit of unconditional.

She would swoon and dive and yell and I would be happy.

She won't add me on facebook. I think it's because she can't, and not like "can't", as in, "pity me", but more of a "can't", as in, she kept her self respect.

2010-12-29T00:45:00.000-07:00

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music xmas defiant luck

2010-12-25T00:00:00.001-07:00

walk through the valley of heat and know water. trees and mountains

toms looking through porn's to get a rise, he's thinking he's had it worse than our military personnel.

moms waiting for me to come home, maybe today? and consistency comes full circle

i'd rather be depressed than angry or exiled.

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2010-12-24T23:57:00.001-07:00

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inspired VS VS maturity vs hope vs

2010-12-22T03:08:00.000-07:00

sometimes it takes awhile to make work that is useful, poignant and truly deep

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2010-12-22T03:06:00.000-07:00

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dance succumb fear desire dance

2010-12-21T19:23:00.001-07:00

art is so sacred that one cannot make art, one must only succumb to their own fear and desire, then, if one has the capability to move, one may dance with all objects and place all objects in changing patterns.

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2010-12-20T14:31:00.001-07:00

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self sooth explosions konomos exlposions H+

2010-12-20T12:21:00.000-07:00

VS VS VS

2010-12-19T19:41:00.001-07:00

compassion and transhumanism

drama triumph two people social dynamic

2010-12-19T10:39:00.001-07:00

what if many people tell you you are wrong, they tell you that your soul is wrong and your persona is wrong and that you need to change?

singularity irony architecture

2010-12-18T11:00:00.000-07:00

is this a soulful image, type cast me and find out what type of soul i have, this contains no dilligence or devotion

yep

friction chaos single double raw beauty mama

2010-12-17T07:49:00.001-07:00

colors, morning, talking shit

soul expressive indifferent exuberant delicate

2010-12-16T05:01:00.000-07:00

all of these people are sitting, they are quiet, there is little conflict, learn this

dead coloring process literal computer dice

2010-12-13T21:04:00.000-07:00

mo to me, "lucas, one can't only create, one must be able to deconstruct, not literally, all experimental and shit, obssesive, don't try to figure me in. i'll just lie to you , it's simple, if your smart enough and shit, you down and you didn't know you down".

newbee?

2010-12-13T20:58:00.000-07:00

otb experiences, rational reason, cop out for progression innate.......leave the baybay to self sooth.

camera obscura mathematics abstraction communication

2010-12-06T20:37:00.000-07:00

clarity

is not clarity

the triumph of venus g.b. tiepolo

2010-11-30T18:50:00.000-07:00

why would he sketch this in this way? why was this never made into a fresco, only sketched? where is this sketch located? there are no images of this sketch anywhere to be found on the internet.

making people think

2010-11-30T03:15:00.000-07:00

when i show someone something i have made my mind calculates so many variables that when i look at the piece, the piece becomes only a multitude of questions.

the person i am showing it to asks me a question about it, but the only response i can possibly give them is a possiblity.

i could say some bullshit about how i have been thinking about minerals or the body in relation to desire in relation to the object, but this is rhetoric. i don't feel as if i have a subject which captures me.

remembering forward, australian aboriginal painting since 1960 at museum ludwig, cologne

2010-11-29T18:57:00.001-07:00

basquiat

2010-11-25T00:40:00.000-07:00

marina ambramovic shares the highest form of perception

2010-11-24T23:16:00.000-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eejxcPnxhAA

banderillas

2010-11-24T18:58:00.001-07:00

new shoes

2010-11-23T05:35:00.001-07:00

http://www.vans.com/microsites/syndicate/luke-meier/videosm.html

stupid

2010-11-23T05:03:00.000-07:00

I am a plant which grows one stalk each season.
The water I receive is my nourishment as is the sun and smoke.
Three seasons I have been sleeping.
Three of my stalks are dying while one is young.
I am a gift. An angry gift, a raging gift.
My stalks are blue because I am not blind.
Nope.
My quiet answer is yes.

Trust, my answer is rotten. Rotten languor, lanugal, babies hair. May I shave your newborn for my art project.

Maybe.

It's cool to be creepy on NPR.

My brother had soft hair as a new born. The other day I was wrestling with him. I felt my honesty. DON'T TRY TO DENY MY HONESTY.

He's great. I was wrestling with him, and I felt this love that is very rare and very heavy.

It's like my heart is working, or as if it is carrying something.

It was very joyful.

I fucking care.
Don't tell me I don't care.

Thank you.