w. l. schafer WLS jazzresin. Remote View Scanner for Historical Presence, iOs recording artist
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Isolated in the room where the bed rises
Photographic ordinary people are everywhere
Extraordinary histories, ordinary histories, ordinary histories
I'll find sleep, I'll find peace
Or in death you'll sleep with me
To figure that it was my fault
Or so I've come to realize life is not about
Love with someone (ordinary people are everywhere)
Extraordinary people are, ordinary people are, ordinary people are
Everywhere you look, everywhere you turn
Illness is watching, waiting its turn
Did I go at it wrong?
Did I go intentionally to destroy me?
I'm suffering in noise I'm suffering in (touching ordinary body)
The burning from within the burning from with (ordinary hysteria)
I could not be at rest, I could not be at peace (extraordinary hysteria)
So do yourself a good, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes
Or do yourself a favor, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes
Illness likes to prey upon the lonely, prey upon the lonely
Wave goodbye, oh, I would rather be, but I would rather be fine
I want to be well, I want to be well
I want to be well, I want to be well
And I forgive you even
As you choke me that way
With the pill or demon
And the shrouded shalom
Under conversation
In tremendous weight of
A crowd of ages outside
Dressed for murder
I'm not fucking around
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around
And shall I kiss you even as you take me that way?
With the pill or demon as my body changes
Apparitions gone awry
They surround me, all sides
But from within I see an unholy change
I'm not fucking around
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around
Monday, October 24, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
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Metafictional Studies: Archetypal Research; Scrying Historical Residuals; Modern Self Myth Composition; Avant-Garde Surveillance Art,
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Thursday, October 20, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
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Saturday, September 3, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
We're smokin' that Danger Girl
We're smokin' that Gen 13
Bong's called Yoda, man
and Yoda can't a bag filled with stems and seeds
Yo, I can't stand no ecstacy
Cocaine made a mess of me
Beer and booze are now things that I use to do
Don't misconstrue, I'm still abusin' weed
Some kids like to get fucked up
actin' black by rollin' them blunts
I got a one hitter called Margot Kidder
and I only need to hit that shit once
'cause I ain't made of nickels and dimes
Fat kind make me tickled inside
Say no to cuttin' up lines
that's one-point-twenty-one jiggawatt jive
And I ain't no Nancy Reagan
just sayin' kinda take it slow
Say yeah to the jazz cigarette
say nil to the thrills of pills and blow
Teen years about gettin' beat down
and your twenties 'bout smokin' them pounds
Stick around for the sticky amounts
flick a Bic 'til your stuck to the couch
I'm the sativa cyborg
I smell that shit like a wine cork
I hope they never legalize
then High Times won't have anything to fight for
I used to smoke with kids at shows
but I stopped 'cause they all had colds
but I got Emergen-C and a bag of Coldeeze
and mad trees so let's all get stoned!
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
After a show, you're a friend of mind
handshake with a prize inside
These are Batman Begins hallucinagens
These whammies are weaponized
LSD and shrooms, I tried them
was a time when I wouldn't deny them
All you need is one trip where you lose your shit
kiss goodbye to the sky with diamonds;
but I keep coming back like it's Atkins fat
'cause the weed's like crack cocaine
but the risk you take is just getting baked
you're surely gonna see the next day
They say we fund Al Qaeda
Sounds like the government's jealous
Let's get the enemy stoned
bring our ninjas home - to hell with Christian zealots
'cause all we need is some weed and a laid back beat
black lights if you stereotype
couple bean bag chairs and a lack of airs
a marathon of price is right
What's the 4-1-1 for realzies?
I freeze my Reese's Pieces
It's like everytime I pack a pipe
my appetite suddenly increases
You know what a cracka mean
green leaves my cractorbeam
addicted like it's gasoline, just pass the trees
while I live that cracker dream
but I might have to cease my deeds
I might have to take control
'cause I ain't down with little mc
growin' up in a cloud of my second-hand smoke
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Weed is by my side, it's always been there
Always been there, always been there
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
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Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Other than my reading of shulgin I have no practical knowledge of your substance in query. Me, I've been illicit free since 2006, quit ETOH out of boredom last year...started backup lately also out of boredom. ***** I subscribe monthly to in order to tame the sabateur fifth columnist resting in the shadows of my will. Effective enough though life seems to flash by so quick...no luxerious slow time fer me (WE certainly took our fill of the old slow motion back in the day... Believe we were monsantobaby sububurban refugees turned hillbilly bohemian skyheads apeing as college students (give me that gentleman's B any day, practiced and well versed upon effortless effort.) I smoke marlboro blue with excellent results. My former asthma is near extinct with only a flashback or two caused by cats or family memories.
I have had a difficult three years health wise due to unknown ailment of skin upon the back of my neck/scalp. Multiple dermatologists and dozens of nasty failures of pharmecutical stabs in the dark I am left continually tormented. A sensation of 'out of place' pressure. THOUSANDS of ingrown hair. I have returned to an earlier technique of DIY surgery. Correcting some bad code written in sanskrit upon the noggin. Why? Numerous theories. Most sound being due to saxophone strap,hot head,pork pie hat issues. Most far out? Alien possesion of my flesh with soul terminating weaponry!! (Everyone thinks the invaders have to be 4'10 to 6'1".... No no no real tiny they can be. Not from OUT there either more like RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE NOW just transmigrated parallel like.) Sometimes I think lord above and the devil wagered bets upon my outcome like some modern JOB. All I really know is that I've learned to suffer well. Eh, but I ramble. Holla back atcha soon old buddha.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
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Friday, April 29, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Proverbs for Paranoids, 1: You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
Sinnsprüche für Paranoiker, 1: Der Meister mag dir verborgen bleiben – doch seine Kreaturen kannst du kitzeln.
Episode 26, p. 241/381:
Proverbs for Paranoids, 2: The innocence of the creatures is in inverse proportion to the immorality of the Master.
Sinnsprüche für Paranoiker, 2: In der Arglosigkeit der Kreaturen spiegelt sich die Amoral des Meisters.
Episode 28, p. 251/397
Proverbs for Paranoids, 3: If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers.
Sinnsprüche für Paranoiker, 3: Wem es gelingt, dir falsche Fragen einzureden, dem braucht auch vor der Antwort nicht zu bangen.
Episode 28, p. 262/412
Proverbs for Paranoids, 4: You hide, they seek.
Sinnsprüche für Paranoiker, 4: Du versteckst dich, sie suchen.
Episode 30, p. 292/459
Paranoids are not paranoids (Proverb 5) because they're paranoid, but because they keep putting themselves, fucking idiots, deliberately into paranoid situations.
Paranoiker sind Paranoiker nicht etwa (Sinnspruch 5), weil sie paranoisch wären, sondern weil sie sich, verdammte Idioten, andauernd vorsätzlich in paranoide Situationen begeben.
(in der offiziellen Übersetzung steht «freiwillig» für «deliberately»)