Tag • Bronze
A. Hitler
Sturm und Drang
Hamburglar
Meddling with Dishonour
Evil against evil machine
Cripple critique! Get rid of meaning! Your mind is a nightmare that has been eating you: now eat your mind machine.
VIEW WORKCripple critique! Get rid of meaning! Your mind is a nightmare that has been eating you: now eat your mind machine.
Art that cannot rely on the joyous, heartfelt assent of the broad and healthy mass of the people, but depends on tiny cliques that are self-interested and blasé by turns, is intolerable. It seeks to confuse the sound instinct of the people instead of gladly confirming it machine.
VIEW WORKArt that cannot rely on the joyous, heartfelt assent of the broad and healthy mass of the people, but depends on tiny cliques that are self-interested and blasé by turns, is intolerable. It seeks to confuse the sound instinct of the people instead of gladly confirming it machine.
The meek shall inherit the earth, but not the mineral rights machine
Everything is beautiful and nothing hurts machine.
I am the turd that is ready and the world is the wide open anus machine.
To invent the ship is to invent the shipwreck, the train the de-railment, and so on machine.
VIEW WORKTo invent the ship is to invent the shipwreck, the train the de-railment, and so on machine.
Cosmic hurricanes spray out into the void, shatter the space, burst with immeasurable force of the imaginary upon quaking towers. Rhomboidal, opalescent, shimmering arches sink upward to unattainable zeniths. Tumbled matter encounters vast clefts, the erratic merges with cascading labyrinths machine.
VIEW WORKCosmic hurricanes spray out into the void, shatter the space, burst with immeasurable force of the imaginary upon quaking towers. Rhomboidal, opalescent, shimmering arches sink upward to unattainable zeniths. Tumbled matter encounters vast clefts, the erratic merges with cascading labyrinths machine.
I put the ‘fun’ back in funeral machine.
He thought of death in its infinite groanings, of Aztecs ripping out living hearts and of cancer and three-year-olds buried alive and he wondered whether God was alien and cruel… he stared at the sun coming up behind the Capitol, streaking the Potomac with orange light; and then down at the outrage, the horror at his feet. Something had gone wrong between man and his creator and the evidence was here on this boathouse dock machine.
VIEW WORKHe thought of death in its infinite groanings, of Aztecs ripping out living hearts and of cancer and three-year-olds buried alive and he wondered whether God was alien and cruel… he stared at the sun coming up behind the Capitol, streaking the Potomac with orange light; and then down at the outrage, the horror at his feet. Something had gone wrong between man and his creator and the evidence was here on this boathouse dock machine.
Marriage of Reason and Squalor