photos, thoughts and other trinkets that i shed fall here
Monday, May 14, 2007
Guitar
I'm musically illiterate. I can't play the guitar, or any other musical instrument for that matter. My only contribution to music, up until now, has been and is, listening to music.
Well, just a disclaimer that this here be "R18" ground, that while I generally post "safe" entries, I do tend to go over-well-board, and this site might have references or links to what might be considered improper for younger audiences, so, ...
And, Copyright! All work here is mine, except where otherwise indicated. Please ask before using, and all that blah!
to those who wander 'ere, a BIG FAT WARM YELLOW NEON sign bearing YOUR NAME lights up!
... we lies under suns, bare bellies pointing inconsequentially at the moon, laughter on grass sounds weird, like laughter on grass, our little dark boxes are at our side, they wink intermittently at the world and capture its soul, meanwhile our souls leak escaping into the void ...
come let's mishmash images and words together, into some virtual inedible potpourri, and see what it smells like
if it be stinkie poo, f#@k *ff & dye your hair yellow, otherwise you be welcome, o beautifulness!
1 comment:
Good for people to know.
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