THIS YEAR'S LOVE IT BETTER LAST.

OCTOBER 17, 2016

Let's play a play, for one second pretend that nothing matters. Pretend that everything you were taught to think and feel, actually has no meaning. Clean slate your existence. Strip down each memento, while looking beyond a conjured landscape. Deep breakage in a core, where warmth embraces darkened decadence. More of a blind sided apparition. Moments tangles upon monet. Periods of blue, couples, against the wine or skeletal naysayers. Friends or supernovas. Swastikas inverted by love, peace signs against pitchforks. Never think for one second, that any second holds greater value then the last. Asking so much, expecting so little, spirited away. Your life has something other's don't. Can you guess? Go on try... A simple sets of synapses that fire and construct an array of webs that titillate. Green Dragons and Phoenix, death to life, life to death. Nothing matters more......