sometimes, especially if it's a hash party, i suddenly see every one of them as great sleepy phalluses. the longer the party goes on the less human the more phallus they become. they arent exactly great talkers to begin with.they're children, i always know that. by accident someone has told them how to stay wise children for a little longer, not grow into posing adults.

tonight there's a party, but i'm all alone in my room. presently i'm bouncing the bed springs and giving some amazing sexy howls and groans, but there's only me in here. someone knocks. GET OUT, i scream gaily - and stop still and look at myself in the mirror and wonder if i'm quite mad. i start to laugh, and five seconds later i'm crying. i stop crying and give the bed springs another crunching bounce - and stare at myself and shiver.

В колонках играет - tom waits - blue valentine

this is the witch house.
and i somehow love it.
and the animals dream. and i wish u'd have a friday to have some lsd with me.

baltimore = margate
john waters = filthy pleasures in the process of writing an essay

in the old days there were two restrooms; there was one where you pissed in the toilet and one where you pissed on people.

European Graduate School
Switzerland

reunited.

'-if you're a famous pianist then i cut off your arm
-then ill become a famous painter.
-and if i cut the other one
-i'll become a famous dancer.
-and if i cut off your legs
-then i'll become a famous singer.
-and if i cut off your head, then what?
-once dead, my skin will become a beautiful drum.
-what if i burn the drum?
-i will become a cloud and take on any shape.
-and if the cloud dissolves, what then?
-i will become rain and produce a harvest of wars.'

sparkling wine with eggs for breakfast
and
a holy Jodorowsky evening.

DA