-Shamans exorcise imperialistic logos from Ugandan children wearing Disney tee shirts.
-Psychonauts smoke the soil from sustainable hookahs and profit from heavy exposure to the sun.
-The thought patterns of the marshland offer rebates for stale trees and sunken animals.
-Commune members trip through decades of at-risk children who speak in tongues and worship polymorphic green paper.
-The totemic masks of corporate slugs advertise disaster management training programs for commuters and conglomerate optimists.
-The eco-anarchist's world view brands products and like eco-tape and eco-boxes and eco-ideas and trendetting green core members plug eco-retail stores in magazines like Real Simple.
-Identify yourself as an gay ashram or a Christian survivalist or a psychadelic actress or a globalized minstrel.
-Medicine men wait in stark white rooms to give birth to a new major metroplitan hub.
-I saw omens in the food supply and in the traffic lights and false idols targeted me as a possible new buyer.
-I smoked salvia divinidorum and the spirit of the public space around me manufactured billboards with avant guarde art.
-Cooperatives plan population density parties where they chew ayahuasca in sales rituals.
-The desertification of self-expression pollutes our water access streams and we are all thirsty.
-Cooperatives of people measure the market economy via the solititation of recycled thoughts.
-I am a lucid dreamer in a strategic mind machine.
-The nature of existence bombs non-profit hedge funds that squat in urgent disbelief.
-Naked hippos in the North Carolina gulf stream hide in thickets and as I swim by my heart beats uncontrollably.
-Processed foods have finally eliminated the need for breath and we can all ingest carcinogens happily.
-Hedonistic throngs of public realtions firms attend over-comsumption picnics and select sites for the new infanticide mall.
-While there is a frenzy of frozen fish at the corner store down the street, I bury an old self in my back yard and hope for the new one to come soon.
Friday, February 15, 2008
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that's cool. i'm going to come visit you soon...since i sort of dropped out of some stuff, because some other stuff is, like happening, so like, i can come party and make art, and like hang out...maybe for a while or something. i don't know. rad-o. o yah, this be malvolio, el psychonautical boy scout.
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