Blog From Esoterica

Companion Blog to the web music magazine, Echo From Esoterica, created by its editor Jason Thompson.

Thursday, June 05, 2003

TO feel. TO be felt up. To not know where you're going. To only be where you are. To see what is not there to be seen and seeing it anyway as you are seeing it firstly as frstly stated in the beginning of thois sentence. To be hexar and molten and frigid and rooten. To be the singlular paranoio paradox flax flask. Stop that gelitain mold. Stop that nickle mickey. Stop the hydra. Fuck. Now stop and quirm now you know that fucker I have the meal and the mold and the methold of the mold and you will be harnassed in phalanx and terason, fuck you.