they are flying?

no, they're watching the sun rise.


that's what you gotta do

November 25, 2009

Gallery name: reducing colours from 1 * 10^{<6} is [go awqay]

49 20 67 69 76 65 20 75 70

I was born with a defect that shortened my societal expiry-date with 40-60 years.

Eat me and I'll show you rainbows, God, and lifelong indigestion.

November 22, 2009

Rapportera tvivelaktigt innehåll

And nobody knew that I lay out the paragraph tags here before actually having written anything?

Determined by default to write something long and maybe gut-wrenching for everybody else hopefully concerned with other sights.

But it's not like they become lengthy, the posts.

Those that do don't really see daylight anyway, they're forever drafts.

 

So, anyway: N i g h t m a r e s . Every single night.

I don't even know how long it has been lasting.

Shrink time? Y/N

November 12, 2009

Untitled

So what's up with that—crawling out of bed way too early for the rest of the body to comply, then passing through narrow land side roads sharing a car with a driving instructor (who wonders if you like driving in lemming (morning) traffic!). What? Oh, hey, then spending the day arguing a bit with a parent, furthering the habit of invoking Godwin in every discussion, because of a habit preceding the former one of not really taking anything seriously in this world anymore—especially not yourself. Try to lead a grown-up, coherent discussion now, Ha!

And what else? Nights spent dreaming of faces disfigured by war and decay, and dreams about stealing and wrecking taxi-cars; or just spent shuffling among other sickly creatures of the night in Arlöv. That last part of the previous sentence involving wandering into a store and buying tvivelaktigt pastry mended from concrete and adamantium and sprinkled with some sugar, later making a bold attempt at eating some of it which is a feat comparable to chewing on a sugar-sprinkled rock.

Then that friggin' bus-stop full of kiddos running a rehearsal of the musical interpretation of Orwell's Animal Farm. Barking, meowing and howling at the moon like a bunch of disrobed furries carried away by their momentary detachment from their human reality and the promise of a great yiff. Fuck.

And after 6-10 days of avoiding, tomorrow I return to school, so I can disappear from another week and watch the healthy part of my sleeping schedule writhe on the floor in pain until it dies.

Otherwise things are nice, I GUESS.

Hey, anyone feel like traveling to a forgotten place in Eastern Europe, getting drunk and crying/vomiting on an old city square while cursing all the pagan Gods? Or we can curse the great western conspiracy of undermining the pact and subverting peoples by planting brave "Russian" policemen (traitors) on Youtube giving them a voice! Or we can curse Skånetrafiken! Or the cracks among the cobblestone! Idea? yes?

No?

 

Damn. :(

More cat

flea bag

i hate you

The fucker's just getting in the camera's way, okay?

Okay.

LOOK AT MY NOSE

i wish my eyes were this awesome

IS IT AMAZING?

GIVE IT A LICK

(IT TASTES JUST LIKE RAISINS)

 

ITT: Look, I'm from the internet! I know this!

sickly sister

BUBONIC PLAGUE

SLOW PAINFUL CRUEL DEATH

Cats are nice!

cats are nice

They are cute and friendly!

November 11, 2009

Graveyard path

Some spirit was trying to communicate with us through the flickering lamps.

Or maybe distract us. Who knows.

 

Anyway: no satanic orgies here, no. :(

Not scared

Not scared

Because churches and graveyards in the dark is where the cool kids hang out, right? Right?

Link

Hi, Menschen.

I made this, I crafted it out of clay and a poor understanding of webdesign.

It's kinda still in the makings, but nearly finished.

I'll gladly lend a .html to anyone who wants to put up some obscure piece of text, or other low-bandwith work. o/

This place will still be in motion, naturally.

IN OTHER NEWS: FUCK YOU ALEX; NOBODY GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOUR SUB-PAR DOWNS-SYNDROME-DANCE-SQUAD WEBPAGE UNLESS IT'S A FACEBOOK APP. GO TO HELL OR FACE THE TRUTH ABOUT WASTED MONEY.

:D

In other regards, this is what the people's republic truly fought for: http://twitter.com/Lilwaynesworld

November 04, 2009

Längre bort

Path

[Image edited out]

First HDR in quite a time, I think. A pity that the path wasn't filled with normal sodium vapour lamps, because I've honestly no other idea for a more suitable and better palette for this light, and this one is hardly good. The sky looks terrible too; probably because it was saved and edited as a .jpg, after all the magic in Photomatix. But what do I know, I need to learn how to photography properly again <o

Edit: Sweet Jesus, what was I thinking.

untitled

achrons

img_achrons

I completely forgot to post this one earlier. I mean, I should have. It's kinda intense.