subterfujion

Okay...

Coming down off another lifetime.

I don't really remember where I left off last.

I drove into the city with my friend to go to Konkrete Jungle..

Great night.. But sadly we couldn't stay for the dubstep because my friend had work at nine.

Caught Spiderman 3 finally.. And upon retrospect.. We should have caught 28 Weeks Later instead.

Spiderman was very long... And cocky.

The director/writer DID have to incorporate years of comic history into one film.. So I do empathize..

However.. It was a little ridiculous.

Like Pirates of the Caribbean 2 ridiculous... And yet, I'll still see the third.

Memories are strange things..

What do you think YOUR center is?

Personally.. I feel like I am the soul.

The body is my vessel that I may use for this time.

My friend last night said that she thought she was a brain.

I think the brain is simply an organ.. And nothing more..

Like.. A central processing core..

Where as when the body dies..

My soul exists until time indefinite...

Biblically speaking, that would be accurate anyway.

Work is retarded sometimes..

I feel like such a bum.

I spend most of my days sculpting my life..

Painting my future..

And drawing out myself.

As an artist.. I find my whole life is just an artistic medium..

Everywhere..

So yeah...

I'm trying to complete a few projects today..

Let me know if you want to do something (Eastern Long Island)

AIM: kraftwerk