let the inner light inside your head spill out that filter that breaks sun beams into dreams of balloon brain spew!
gross only if your gased!
LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN
glistening satellites sitting
sister speaking thinking
that if we dont mend the keyholic timedials the earth forgets the future and starts over...
but recently the key holic time dialer is out of commission....hopefully it will be up and running soon...
but life will go on....
ALL DAY EVERY DAY ARTS FEST!
so much fun was to be had but i do not pocess any more photos from this fun day but look forward to picking up the pixels trail that im sure is spreading as you read this...some have surfaced upon that book of faces both skul and loon have some currently taxidermy tagged...
ooh but another mageist was so pleasent to film some of the garble that went down on this beautiful evening....
as lloonmas was sleeping pon seaside during his ignorantsbliss day ... we went out and did some SHOPPING! haha...dollars stores and under sea side septa passover flea markets!
anyway we got lloon a couple gifts ... but WE are only gonna share one with ya and see what he thinks when he wakes up!
it'll be one of those things where a couple friends all thought it was a great idea to make you a facebook thats all your own face!
umm ... peal ... skul ... ghoti ... hans ... reyk ... and the brothers suture all wish YOU ...................................\/
Columbia University Society of Hip-Hop (CUSH) Summer Games Cypher!
so i only found out about this for the second round
and the rules that applied to this particular round were that participating emcees had to include at least 5 words from a twenty word word bank...
and so of course...as soon as i found that BANANA was one of the words ... of all things
to make a story short i couldnt pass the game up!
i had alot of fun writing word spew within the 24 hours that i found out about it at 7pm on sunday and wrote half ... then ran home like a giddy little 5th grader excited to pick up that book he only had time to read out of school and dove head first back into the story ...
"a race against the sun and soon to rain it was" this 6pm child shouted ... born-ing again and again by the minutes...
she was setting we were scribbling furiously through soft pleasant tears... placing one of the many last periods and swirling one of the many last 2 "DAMN DEPTH!" mention of surprise of lines...
grabbed another pari of suspenders except these were for his flesh
and then for some reason the flesh story enveloped and became apart of the scripture...the need to think about then actually commit to suspending from-well...that doesnt matter
...eventually we'll finish that book...
but for now take a look! a video of me sneezing!
its that primal potasiyumyum primeape status that we lust
and just incase your running out of room like the human flesh to worldly space ratio and you need some racks for your banana dust ... you sick pup...soulutions!
did we mention that umm...brella...han...skul...lloon...and i opened for Cappadonna from WU_TANG
i won an audition with "Soap Box Paradox"
and then went on to play "Soap Box" (again), "SStag-Nation", and "Round Barbwire"...
peep the video:
All tracks off this fresh out that equalized womb...dripping in placenta and still leashed by umbilical cord...finally out and circulating for public consumption...
PEEP PEEP ... PLEASE listen well... or preferably in a well
soooo...we no post nothing in a sooooo looooong time.....BORING!
but we swear there is a storm a brewing that will take the form of a digital maze ... please bare with us as this slow cross over to confusing slowly drifts in ...
but in the mean time check out what the GLAZED KID is up too...read, learn, puke then contribute some of yo creative beauty spew!
or just listen here to the very first GLZDKDREC "Audible Zine for the Glazed"
a map exists of no more than infintesmemalnourioused pin[points dots nodes gashes plots intricately woven together by extensions of themselves as line segments that compile and lay out in a matrix of connection points
ӕnd...
of cortusion...
the seath of the reloop
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bubbling effortlessvescently we find ourselves in the envelope of soap and floating away on the misty brink of a day...
escorted by the rhythmic un-pealing of those potassium paved roads retaforming into the constant maze we gaze at...
but wheres the participation BE THE BUBBLE!
believe bees its ubiqui...ӕnd the bubble is never un-brothersistered with out a sibling in mid digestion of itself...
so when the sea=salty spray from wave lick split pare per dispersal and lands so sweatly to seal miniscus on beach trust...
welay sleepily at peace knowing our temp or all time is coming to a loop...
hum a tune, to yourself, breake a beat, listen to your constanfootsteps, and notice its your heart...sharing the feeling of your functioning as not only a specimin alone in a projection but as muchly as leaned and interwoven...insert coma...hear...
the music is all around one and as an accrued point of matter, we can see the ladder...
some, soap box and speak words that are simply congruous samples of same face similes to the words we weild as peace and posi...were all saying the same thing but in billions of different languages...
so in the spirit of that special holiday that should be recognized on a daily basis and the Flinging's of the Springs, Cogs and Gears of the new season, the Maskures Family is on another mission to bloom flowers, Quethesun, and perm-i.e.-ate the air with prismatic force feild fans solidifing the ubiqupuzzletouspeace Birthday Zone!
and in case some of yall miss the outting on Liacouras or where ever we roam some where on campus (expectations of gettin the boot from time to time and stayin in flux) heres some new jams just now being released to the public today! all by your's truely!
an experimental mainly instrumental street banger with drive drum and bass beats record chops some freestyles and some sing-alongs...this one is purely for the expression of the snow melting and the hard to shake funk that we may all feel...i dont know if it has a happy ending but either way it beckons for the sun...
with a pollenated balloon flower penitrating the center and a 2 layer 18x24 silk screen print with track listing on the back this i hope you will spread "for you end a friend, for end & a flower...heres the original line drawing...ӕnd oh yeah i still sell these things:
But mary mary quit contrary had golden locks but no skull to be hairy... that is until she took that pill, grew back her head and gained free will and now she stands with burden still...
Back stood stagnant student stuck erect...glued porus blood soaked sponge congrues to ponder pleasent honorable horizons...
vast to in aww...
we realized the flaw...
when picture frame is acknowledged we need to ask why the contours seem so solid...
when we could easily wave the boundries and realize the potenial in the unintensional end watch when it evolves to appreciation of the art all around us...
finally i hear those cogs turning...the maskures family is blending their faces together to revamp the blog completely with a network of blogs...makeing your navigation just as complicated if not more so than your breif existance on this planet...check back for the fresh flesh...