Saturday, July 27, 2013

Brute Kids




After years of parental neglect, high fructose corn syrup, and truant loitering along the boards, the Patchet kids ran away from their junk-hoarded Wildwood, New Jersey home. They pedaled north on crappy dirt bikes as far as their scraped-up freckled legs and shoplifted Red Bulls would take them, until they finally entered the forest...

That was a very long time ago and no one's seen them since, save those fatally unfortunate hikers who caught a glimpse of the last thing they would ever lay eyes on.

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Saturday, July 20, 2013

Chirovision


If music is the soundtrack of life, then television is the wallpaper, ubiquitous as light itself. An incalculable amount of broadcasting perpetually engulfs us. If you're awake, chances are a flickering electronic surface is somewhere within your peripheral view.

Over time, the beams from all those hot little boxes cumulatively penetrate and manipulate our consciousness. The monitor becomes a digital membrane through which we perceive and interact with our surroundings. All that video seeping slowly into our bones, traveling up our spines, breaching our brains, recalibrating us from the inside out until we become projectors of the images, thoughts, and behaviors that have long been projected at us... and on, and on, and on... until there's no meaningful signal left at all.

Chloroform for the soul.

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Saturday, July 13, 2013

Error Bot

When the ones trade places with the zeros.
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Saturday, July 6, 2013

Lester's Transformation


The situation forever evolves.

Happiness flows from letting go.

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