THE EYES OF MEDUSA

Form particles and dwindle

Yet remain forever here

The ever expanding forever

kisses and makes love to the forever endless

Magnus deems the void complete

Nothingness is the harpoon that settles

in the neck of the subatomic

Oh stand in awe and grace

Does the moon harbour a monolith?

Are we swayed to kiss eternity?

Radiant the sun

Before it blast into a supernova

Are forms are equal in their inequality

Remain stationary

and be forever petrified

Become one with forever

by directing your pruned lips

to the sky

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THE THROBBING CUNT

Please let me be

Let me go

Let me in

Let me go

Don’t be a no show

A man harnesses his powers from it

It lowers his quaintness

No leverage to pull himself up

No brass hinges to save his soul

No fence can hold a man back

When it’s open and wide

a man goes for the attack

The first thrust is one you’ll never forget

The last thrust you’ll never regret

And when the dust settles down

Your vices are stripped bare to the bone

Desire and hunger are the trades of a bi-legged wilderbeast

Vices and desires are where our two ends meet

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EIN FÜRHER FÜR DIE GANZE MENSCHHEIT

Tears are shed while you are forced to sit in the dark corner

You dream of valleys, mesas and meadows

You dream of honeydew

You dream of what we once were

You dream of a life beyond the life consumption

You dream of something new

They transformed living into a throttle contract

Refusing you to read the small print

Your mind knows you have to run havoc

But fluoridation stripped you of your will

You can feel them watching you

Listening in on you

Desecrating one’s will

You are here only to serve baby

And to pay dehumanizing bills

Every time the threshold of perception beckons

It’s greeted with ridicule or a hail of bullets

So we can weep afterwards

Baby modern day fascism exists on both sides

There’s no middle ground any more

All nuances obliterated

We walk on trapdoors

BEYOND THE BLOOD MOON

And then the rush comes

To undo you of your bluesy heart

And the ghost stops

to dance to another melody

The light’s confusing you

The sounds run rampant

Neon flashes on a wet sidewalk

The fled ones rule the night

The devil arrives just in time

to turn your soul into nuclear waste

You’re like Chernobyl begging

Eternity feels like a roaring beast

Love’s a bitch

You’re craving like a dog in heat

Don’t care which way is up

Chances I’ll end up belly up

Always looming on the horizon

Trapped in Neverwhere

At the corner remnants of a homecoming queen

Life is relentless

You know what I mean

Work in progress

ULTRA VIOLET

Love is in the tears we shed

Beauty the herald of everything

So let your lament guide you

to the field of solace

Undo you of your sorrow

Till you lament no more

We swim through oceans of derangement

We kick the bucket until it tolls

We know about the infantilism

Cause it’s all around us

And in our core

The heart beats for almost everyone

The clock will one day stop to tick

We have to conquer many walls to reach perception

Cause the fog is so thick

We are skin and bones

Easily dethroned

Easily alone

But you know baby

There’s always a way out of the faux

Just slitter over to the real

Like a slippery trout

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CRACK THE NUT AND TRY TO DIGEST IT

We are man

comprised of love angst

and desire

We are man

capable of angelic gestures

and hellish discourse

We are man

and nothing more

Laser 3.14 prints landed

After our recent visit to Amsterdam and catching up with Laser 3.14 he kindly agreed to send us some of his old screen prints from his studio.
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I DISSOLVE… I'M DISSOLVING…I

Meadows

You're spinning around on your axis 

Prancing on your toes

Our love coalesce

The perfect stare evokes the perfect glare in one’s soul
We are a long way from the comedy of existence

I urge to solve the riddle of you

My purest beauty

For I want to know the secrets that lay beyond

I watch you dance

An invisible rope

So close yet so far away

THE DISTORTED EXISTENCE OF EL MACHINA

Never force the humble man

to take a stance

Never force the meek to

bleed for what they believe in

Aah screw it

It’s nothing new

Elementary will see us through

We all know the fire by heart

We all know we are being screwed by tards

Still there’s no excuse

For Camelot would still be falling

Depression comes in all forms

Financially socially and something else

Sanity’s held for ransom

In a cellar only Humpty Dumpty knows

Fire and roving mobs rule the streets

The city’s burning like a gasoline soaked sheet

There’s always an underlying current

When ignited turns man into beast

Amsterdam...The Essence Pimped up scooter

Close-ups new work

Summer show at RADAR gallery 2011

And the winners of the "Amsterdam... The Essence" book contest are

.. drums....
Jesse Gosse
Jo Morris
Marie Berhanu
congratulations
Laser 3.14

LITHIUM THORAZINE XANAX

I’m going down this metropolis

I’m haunted by a bitter kiss

I’m fast-forwarded

rewinded 

Then fast-forwarded again

They ask us to denounce ourselves

And repent

The now is black and white

So the future must be in colour

So can I please makeover my soul

At a beauty parlour

I tried to live it up

But then I heard a scream

Why not just incarcerate me?

so I can truly be free

No need to cover up your dreams

The past was black and white

the future in colour

or so it seems

THE STUFF

You tried the stuff

but it’s not enough

Cracks open your skull

makes you drop

You wear a mask

And act coherent

You hear distorted

And call it heaven send

You call up God

to call the rotting off

You try a hit of the other stuff

You want your head to elongate

You want to ascend into another state

You want your head to elongate

You want to ascend

then reappear in another state

Your skull is thick

Your body sick

Still you bluff

You’re tougher than the stuff

Blue ribbons

lilacs turn black

Clouds appear mushy

Particles dance

you feel the lack