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The Silence In Diction: 10/15/07
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Monday, October 15, 2007. Everyone's a walking endorsement-. A brand name for an identity,. A cross-stitched tag for an image. Wash with warm water. Your indirect false worship. To cleanse the marketing embedded deep beneath your skin. The somber lies you blindly wear. Your dreams, because you sold them to Calvin Klein and Starbucks. Your memories, for you are a corporate slave-soldier. Welcome to the dry cleaners of the omnipotent advertisement that is society. Apparel is always promotional.
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The Silence In Diction: 01/17/09
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Saturday, January 17, 2009. Let's do lunch," they'll say. Reliability's on the menu. And you'll order, of course-. Hey, that shit sounds good.". And with good faith you'll ask for it, only to have the waiter tell you,. They stopped serving it at two. I only wish that,. After they tell you to "Heeey, call me sometime! And their phone number becomes a one-way service line to their voicemail-. You see them on the street, or a store. And when you call them and see them ignore your call right in front of you,.
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The Silence In Diction: Destruction, The Joy of Rebirth
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009. Destruction, The Joy of Rebirth. A world where nothing exists but myself? But with only myself, I have nothing to interact with. It's as if I'm here, but not here at all. It's as if I'm slowly fading out of existence.". By recognizing the differences between yourself and others, you've established your identity as yourself. Posted by Joe Bilog. Freakin A man.that was damn good. Much agreed. I feel bad for the anti-socialist. No wonder they feel so non-existent. Making money on th...
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The Silence In Diction: 03/18/08
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Tuesday, March 18, 2008. Eulogies From The Parking Lot. They walk along the streets. Looking for jobs on the floor. That someone might have forgotten. Their wallets are filled with dead hope. And reminders of their struggles. As stale as its cheap leather,. While the children in the pictures fitted in between the emptiness. From the wrinkles maybe. Or something else perhaps. They stand in the cold, shivering. In the hardware store parking lot. As sentries of patience. Oh, they cry. A circus, perhaps.
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The Silence In Diction: 01/31/10
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Sunday, January 31, 2010. You're Tearing Me Apart, Lisa! Is an amazing cult phenomenon that I absolutely could not avoid being swept by. What sets this film from many other “so bad, it’s good” titles is that its cult status has transformed it into a participatory movie, much like The Rocky Horror Picture Show. And has become the larger factor of the hilarity pulled from watching it. From yelling insults. To throwing cutlery ( “Spoons! Posted by Joe Bilog. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Fiction I Live.
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The Silence In Diction: 10/10/07
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Wednesday, October 10, 2007. Oh, Misery Is So Beautiful. But as dedicated the hopefuls are to standing by this, as grand as they've all built it to be, and as tempting it all has been to eat it all up, it's bullshit; it has to be. The great landscape caressed by immortality is only a lie packaged in a box of propaganda, finished off with an illusionary, bright red ribbon. So this, right here - our miserable, disgusting lives - is as good. So this is it. Your heaven and your hell. Posted by Joe Bilog.
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The Silence In Diction: 01/29/09
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Thursday, January 29, 2009. I need a driving curiousity to tune in to realities that are currently outside my field of vision. Posted by Joe Bilog. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The death knell of cinema. Caresse - Rants and Ramblings. Text messaging the world. The Fiction I Live.
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The Silence In Diction: Through The Rubble
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Monday, November 17, 2008. You've been sitting against this wall. Caressing the cracks with your thoughts. Forming a bond with the tough concrete. Nothing else is solid. You looked at me. You were living the days through. With a tongue birthed from. Towards the clockwork and social impositions. That make fighting self-destruction. The mold outgrown from your back. From pulling yourself up. Because we both know that. Posted by Joe Bilog. November 17, 2008 at 4:06 PM. Nothing is solid.". The Fiction I Live.
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The Silence In Diction: Horoscopes Under Eyelids
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Thursday, January 29, 2009. I need a driving curiousity to tune in to realities that are currently outside my field of vision. Posted by Joe Bilog. This is what you think of when you're at work? January 30, 2009 at 1:43 AM. That was a lovely post. February 3, 2009 at 8:57 PM. Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? I really hope you've seen this movie. I also hope that we hang out sometime soon! February 10, 2009 at 6:00 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The death knell of cinema. Text messaging the world.
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