hel(l)p

i need help.
anything that will make me go on.
i need to help myself up.

masturbation

masturbating is having fun with the one you love.

lesson one

never learn not to love.

myth takes

octopus hair
sunflower eye
drooling speech.

inspired by david suzuki and his career

find your power animal 02

호랑이

it’s missing some core ingredient,
but i’m feeling all good.

Seoul, South Korea

here are a few interesting things i’ve experienced, in general.

in this mountain a little far from the city, there’s a grandma who lives alone. in frontyard of her little house there are 3 platforms with geometrical patterns in bright colour. there are also steel pyramids built on top of them. what the granny does with them is more interesting than the sight of these things. she said that those platforms are landing marks for spaceships of aliens. she flashes strobelights at night as means of calling the aliens down to her yard. there hasn’t been any incidences of spaceship landing yet but she believes she has witnessed the aliens and it is her duty of her life to facilitate them on earth. she has also made up a language that will allow humans to communicate with aliens as there is no evidence of universal language that exists between us and them. she said it is quite difficult to pronounce and master, but it will be overcome all barriers of interaction. i found this lady very interesting.

jehova’s witness. although i’m usually indifferent between religions i’ve always found the followers of jehova’s witness annoying and a little scary. they knock on your door and next thing you know is they’ve already helped themselves into the house. on the way to dad’s work there’s a church for the jehova’s witness. it was sunday yesterday so something must have been on. the cars were parked along the road and its queue was very, very long. i was shocked at how many followers existed in that small town, or even in korea itself. it was humorous in a somewhat creepy way.

even a bakery is still open at 11pm. perth doesn’t have the population to make such things happen but it’s so convinient to have things open till late.

there are so many amazing places. here’s example one, it’s about a cafe dad and i went to hang out at. the dimly lit cafe’s four walls are fully covered with bookshelves, ceiling to floor, and all the spaces are filled with vinyls. you jot on a piece of paper what you want to hear then hand it to the disc jockey in one corner. then he will put it on for the whole cafe. sweetly oldschool? example two, it’s of a suburb i greatly admire. the entire suburb pretty much only has independently run small art galleries, shops that trade antique or traditional goods, art suppliers and cosy cafes. you can spend the whole day there with every hour being inspiring, interesting and intriguing. it’s my dream place in real life.

and the subway is crazy as hell.

new biz

you don’t want no monies,
you want the goodies.

internet place for
real life trades.

it’s administered by matt and i
but it’s run by you, and everyone out there!

http://dorothydreamcoat.wordpress.com/

find your power animal 01

새

i’m on the move.

interim and arrival

i arrived in this upper side of the hemisphere on saturday.
i hadn’t been home since january 2007. it feels strange
that i almost forgot some things about my own home.
it’s good to be here.

can’t wait

you should really know
you are one major reason that gets me excited about going home!
x

note to self:

i am feeling inspired, alive and ecstatic.
(but at same time i feel like i’m drifting in time without much purpose.)

is now the time to scream out what i have, in silence?

Daydream

03:12AM

i spent my first evening of holidays with few of my favourite people and it was really lovely. now they’ve all just left i am reflecting/refreshing myself at this fresh hour of the day.

it’s such a human thing.
last weekend i occasionally felt the devil of temptation but i socialised with my books instead of going out; i just craved the freedom of my friends that had no exams. but, as this week came close to an end i started feeling something different;
screw going out shit. i just want to spend days at home or somewhere where i’ll only do some form of artistic activity from AM till PM then again till AM. i think i will feel deeply good in some way then, and that is what i crave now. i’m going to waste less time hanging around and about engaging in pointless converstaions with half dozen of directionless people.

it feels good that now i can wake up and think ‘what do i want to do today?’ and not ‘what do i need to do today?’ for a change.

Ah! my heart beats hard

i found someone so amazing
i got over my crush on Chris Garver.

this charismatic german is called Lars Uwe.
he reminds me of an old murder mystery
involving wooden floors, heavy curtains
and some fucked up political scheme.

good lord, how much i crave this man in my vicinity!

he takes my breath away.

http://www.myspace.com/lus_lips

See now

chubby.
i’m a hibernating beast in a cave called reid library that only eats and nerds out.

caffeine.
any time of the day is fine. i find brendan’s chocolate sprinkled flat white very sweet.

cold.
i’m liking the cold weather but not having the cold. it’s rank.

creepy.
i haven’t done any creepy art in ages. i miss my creepy.