i danced between dream and vision with my brother Neal Cassady, hiding backstage, waiting for the play of life to end. the curtain was falling; the next act was about to begin. but this is beside the point.
the point is that i have a bunch of words stuck in my head, but they're in the wrong order and it's driving me mad(der).
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throwing art into the void
- circles... all the way down
- This venue serves as both medium and laboratory, an attempt to examine the shape of nostalgia and experiment with the contours of memory.
concentric circles
whatcha lookin' for?
"time is a scam"
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- resolution
- soy v. almond
- yesterday, continued
- the dangers of re-gifting
- a change of plan
- experiments, all the way down?
- disgusting
- a letter arrived yesterday
- looking for a period
- trust
- on 20 November 2006,
- bugs
- some presents find you
- consumption (not the tuberculin kind)
- sagiquarians
- ants, art and ahimsa
- this afternoon
- tonight!
- at 5:11am
- it's finished
- six-toed cats
- by day's end
- a night with Jache is like:
- procrastination
- looking for the right word
- but who's counting?
- preparing for Art Basel
- keeping warm in December
- sadness v. gloom
- on the bright side,
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