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The Cheek of God. I definitely inhaled . . . That bored looking chap to the left? Yep That’s me. Scary, I know. Around the web, I’m known as Tysdaddy. Or perhaps TheCheekofGod. Or even by my real name, Brian. You can call me whatever you want. I’ve probably heard it before . . . I’m a middle-aged, balding, big-eared, unibrow-sportin’. Monstrosity with a gentle heart. Think Shrek . . . Minus the green epidermis. We make our home in the NE corner of the Midwest state of Indiana. Where I’m working tow...
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GET BORN: Staring at the Sun
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7 Never Create Anything. Monday, November 14, 2011. Staring at the Sun. Bits from the work. A cast-away graveyard of cigarette butts and homeless hearts. We try so hard to walk, anywhere, besides the sidewalks of life. We design walkable rollercoasters, and then discover they already have a father and mother.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I Don't Own Anything. Images, music, money, anything. Poor college student majoring in Starving Artist. Bits from the work. The heart- vast things like that.
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GET BORN: No plot? No problem.
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7 Never Create Anything. Wednesday, November 21, 2012. Bits from the work. Skyscrapers stiffened and dulled through years of fighting the maddening slump. But the bend still happened, anyways, always. They were swaying, barely, just beyond the recognition of the naked eye. We ignored them all, the elderly, the obsolete. Giant tin kneecaps thirsty for oil. Late Then, too late. You know how people say the first year of marriage they gained marriage weight? And we will knead each other's concrete appendages...
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GET BORN: March 2011
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7 Never Create Anything. Tuesday, March 1, 2011. I went to college never intending on actually graduating and finding a real job and living in the real world and becoming a real person. One of my pieces this year revolves around defining what art is. And that got me thinking. Why do I do Speech? Why do I make movies? Why do I write? We Cannot Afford To Be What We Have Become. There's your karma, ripe as peaches.". You never die enough to cry.". We should be wondering tonight, 'Is there a world? Subscribe...
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GET BORN: Where You'll Find Me Now
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7 Never Create Anything. Thursday, December 15, 2011. Where You'll Find Me Now. Bits from the work. My Week With Marilyn. Martha Marcy May Marlene. Something something Ryan Gosling. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (because I can't remember if I've seen it). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I Don't Own Anything. Images, music, money, anything. Poor college student majoring in Starving Artist. Bits from the work. The heart- vast things like that. Where Youll Find Me Now. Exposed to the Elements.
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GET BORN: September 2011
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7 Never Create Anything. Monday, September 26, 2011. And a new earth. We swiped our leathered lungs for cotton balls; coughing up blood and frustration that our hearts somehow still could not fit.". I've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones.". Scrapped interp intro that doesn't quite fit the puzzle:. Pareidolia is the psychological phenomenon of finding meaning where there is none. From. The Rorschach inkblot test to seeing the Virgin Mary’s face in a grilled cheese sandwich, w. You a...
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GET BORN: May 2011
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7 Never Create Anything. Tuesday, May 31, 2011. Bits from the work(s). Out of the love-time blue, we intertwined in our mad love, roots to limbs, frantic bark to lonely greens, and what we saw, at the top, we knew we would never see again. And right then I've never been more in love with the idea of us.". Labels: bits from the work. Thursday, May 26, 2011. And I guess.that I just don't know. And I guess.that I just don't know.". On the Eve of the glorious Geneva, and I'm stuck. Things I'm thinking about:.
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GET BORN: November 2012
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7 Never Create Anything. Wednesday, November 21, 2012. Bits from the work. Skyscrapers stiffened and dulled through years of fighting the maddening slump. But the bend still happened, anyways, always. They were swaying, barely, just beyond the recognition of the naked eye. We ignored them all, the elderly, the obsolete. Giant tin kneecaps thirsty for oil. Late Then, too late. You know how people say the first year of marriage they gained marriage weight? And we will knead each other's concrete appendages...
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GET BORN: October 2011
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7 Never Create Anything. Wednesday, October 26, 2011. We Were Promised Jet Packs. You know that it happens, we grow old. I was blessed with a semi-charmed pupilage, but I somehow convinced my fool of a élan. Vital that along with my diplomas, I had also graduated from that part of my life, mostly scar free. Right? Riiiiiii-ong. WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DIPLOMA PROVING THAT I WAS DONE, THAT I PASSED WITH PRETTY PASTEL COLORS? Tuesday, October 11, 2011. I'll go for that, and smile when I. Bits from the work.
