Monday, April 27, 2009

Shut up and Dance

clouds of smoke
bring your own bomb
satan's triangle
process orientated
thinking sucks, let's party
manifest destiny
outcome-focused
ingrained character
Some disassembly required

Mirrors for Eyes


We want significance!


Go ahead crack a joke all you'll get is laughs!

Sketches of the Sun




I long to feel some beauty in my heart
As I go searching, right to the start...


doves - kingdom of Rust -2009


Control! Control! Control!


I used to have a grip on everything, now I find it's better to let go...



Monday, April 20, 2009

Save Thyself

Vast amounts of time wasted
vicious rumours, etcetera
not all of them true

it's much better now
we're all grown up
no more fear
all smiles
not

Wild Accusation of the Month Club


Micro-blogging is for Nazis!

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Society Is Brainwashed

"Every society honours it's live conformists and dead trouble-makers."

"Old men start wars for young dudes to die in
Madison Avenue tellin' what you should be buyin'
religion and science always profess peace but in the end
who created the deadly war machine society is?"

When I'm in the streets I always remain cautious.

-Ill Bill

Anti-Socialite

Naturally secretive
instinctively private
temporarily focused
unwilling participant
devote revolutionary
ubiquitous underdog
unsuccessful alpha

Disproportionate Response

There are two types of people in this world:
  • those that categorise others
  • those that are categorised

No Free Rides

If you want redemption, then you better redeem yourself.
or go to hell like the rest of us...

Monday, February 23, 2009

Multi-Media Vandalism


Just when you thought I'd gone away for good...
I'm back all up in your face!





Unimaginable Conspiracy



DISPOSABLE CULTURE
THROW-AWAY SOCIETY
EXPENDABLE MORALS
MONUMENTAL FORECLOSURES
FUNDAMENTAL FLAWS
PREDICTABLE FORECASTS
INGRAINED STUPIDITY
INSTANT CREDIT-APPROVALS
MOUNTAINOUS INTEREST
UNCOMMON DECENCY
DENIABLE CATASTROPHE
INHERITED DILEMMAS
UNBORN HORRORS
MANUFACTURED FEAR
PROPAGATED FURY
CONCEALED DOUBTS
MASS CONFUSION
UNTESTED EXPERIMENTS
SINGLE-MINDED GREED
INSTITUTIONALISED NEGLECT
MONOLITHIC APATHY
ACCIDENTAL GENOCIDE
SHATTERED ECOSYSTEMS
CONTAMINATED MICRO-CLIMATES
LIMITED CONTROL
SHARED BLAME
AVOIDED RESPONSIBILITY
CORPORATE OPPORTUNISM
WIDESPREAD NIHILISM
INCONSISTENT MORALITY
HYPOCRITICAL HUMANITY
LEGAL LOOPHOLES
LEGISLATIVE MINEFIELDS

BEGGARS BANQUET
CRITICAL MISS

POPULAR STARVATION
EXCLUSIVE FEAST

UNSTOPPABLE COLLISION
AVOIDABLE INDECISION

UNIVERSAL ANEURYSM
MULTI-NATIONAL CATACLYSM


Unintentional Lies




Trust No One





Friday, January 02, 2009

Big Apologies!

...for going a way for so long...


Shouldn't have let that happen,
so will be back to make up for it!

if it's any excuse I had a great time
and should have a few more pics
all to come...

happy 2009 and all that palava!

I wasn't dead, I was just sleeping

Thursday, November 13, 2008

If Only I Could Think Of Better Titles

none shall pass

why keep it real
if reality sucks?


Leave/learn while you still can't!


We all know:

that nobody knows
the way it all goes
or why the winds blow
from violet and rose
to the tip of your toe

More is Less

"this
is
not

the
end

of
the
world


this
is

the
end

of
an

economic

cycle"


When is a recession a depression?

Monday, November 10, 2008

Symetrics New Glove Child

Fads and obsessions go on without me
but I will try to recall some with pride

This years champion dwarf marigold

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Generic Empty Promises Made Assertively

Has
anyone
ever
thought of
addressing
the realm
of
complementary
heated
beverages
and the
issues
surrounding
major
disadvantages
suffered by
those
who
do not
drink
tea
and/or
coffee
when
offered
daily by
travel service
providers
??
?

Friday, November 07, 2008

The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test

The time has come the tide has turned
so put down the flag or get burned
it's all over now yet barely begun
conquest is futile the battle is won
politics is fashion stale and brittle
we've come so far and learnt so little
hope for a change or change for a hope
get off the platform and give me the rope
your face won't mind if you smile or pout
options are endless: man up or get out

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Spiral Of Silence

"We started our discussions by accepting the government's commitment to it's economic policy, but the question we increasingly asked ourselves was how we could make the economy fit for people to live in...

I was certainly not alone in this preoccupation"

David Lange -my life- p.228

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Another Annoyingly Asinine Alliteration Article

Read for yourself:

  • Gross gossip guarantees guerrilla guesswork, geographical generalities, grandstanding and golden garnishes of gentle garrotting.
  • Fiscal folly frustrates famed firms finally flagged from fleecing flocks of families, forcing financial funerals.
  • Independent interviews influence international interest, igniting informed inquiries into imaginative isolationists intently imbibing intoxicants.
  • Current circumstances: Crazy crackpots cranking circular collider can cause calamitous catastrophes. Could cosmic chaos crush civilisation? Cowering civilians cry "cripes!"
  • Long luscious looks leave lingerie lost. Leading to: liquor, ligaments loosened, and light lubrication. Last liquid linkages left luminous long-time.
  • Failed fruitpickers fix functional faults for frugal farmers finding Fijians funny fingersizes forever flawed.
  • Palin's policies peddling Pentecostal patronage of premarital purgatory. Provoke painful penny-pinching pressures prior to probable poor polling.
  • Tough times turn tax testimonies to testing targets, turning tame traditionalists into tragic turncoats too tired to try.
  • Minor minimalists make messy montages, maximising many makes of motorcar. Mainly masking most Marxist manipulations majestically.
  • Overachieving Obama outspends overly optimistic octogenarian omnipotently opposed onward to oligarchy.
  • Placid Palmy paints painted pastoral picturesqueness pleasantly passing processing platitudes professionally.
  • Election edicts endorses early enrolment evocation, especially eternal emos, elderly entities and even enthusiastic evangelists earning Euros elegantly.
  • Racist Republicans rally round right-wing rectum rangers, reciting regal rodgerings reeking of relatively raw rage.
  • Merciless marketeering milk manufacturers, make micro-managing mangled miniature multivitamins mistakenly made in Mandarin milieu mishap moment.
  • As assorted arsenals of aimlessly armed airguns across Auckland's assault areas are accused, assailants acrimonious and awful atrocity alarms all.
  • Polished porcelain partitions paint perky portions pathetically past porky pastry pies piled partially prematurely post pious precautions.
  • Monday's melee makes me mostly miss MacIntyre's melodious mini-me. Mighty male master's momentum moved militarily map-wise to main mustering meetings.
  • Toilet time tales takes tearful tension toward today's tedious tormented telling of totally toasted Tuesday togetherness.
  • Overexposed Obama's ominous occurrence outflow, only oversees occasional outlets of omissions operating ostensibly outlandish ostrich-like older optimists.
  • Faltering financial failure floats frozen funds forbidden to fix foreclosures, fool farmers and find fees. F*ck free-market fixtures found fundamentally flawed.
  • Secret Satan shoots scholarly school students sincerely studying Santa's sins.


Once again this post is for: J. Ho, deej & son...

Clutter begets Clutter

Now that everybody's here...

may I please have your attention:


  • There is nothing left to fear, as long as you trust no one.
  • As it was in the beginning so shall it be in the end.
  • I used to be deep, but then I caved in to the market.
  • We all like fighting, but there has to be a better way.
  • The world used to be alright, what happened?
  • I could tell you everything, but you wouldn't like it.
  • Superficial is now just not shallow enough.
  • Our eyes tell us: appearance trumps experience.
  • Long haired freaky people need not apply.
  • Profit soar like eagles, as wages plunge like rocks.
  • Get your coats we're leaving.
  • Exit music
  • Fin
please vote anyway, it won't hurt you

Monday, October 13, 2008

Tigerbomb Breakfast Trendspotter Acrobat Static

"Don't strip off my bark - I have been stripped of it before
Yesterday's gone and tomorrow has so much more in store

You are a bird - you're taking off in every way
Say the last word until there is nothing more to say

Don't interrupt - you know the squirrels are my friends
Get off my limb - for I will break before I bend

I am a tree - counting my rings will do no good
I won't live long but I would be with you if I could

When you take flight, remember me to one who lives there
Since you have flown, there's something special in the air"


(GUIDED BY VOICES - I am A Tree
Mag Earwig!)



"Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.
When the earth folded on itself.
And said 'Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell
are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath.'
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?"

(MODEST MOUSE - Ocean Breathes Salty
Good News For People Who Love Bad News)


I'm A Believer

"Everybody is looking for someone who can stand up in the wind. It is lonely standing up and crowded lying down. I refuse to be an anchor for other people's dreams - but then I refuse to anchor mine to anyone else. So I have no choice but to stand up and piss into the wind."

Hunter S. Thompson - The Proud Highway


Raoul Duke: "There was only one road back to L.A. - U.S. Interstate 15. Just a flat-out high speed burn through Baker and Barstow and Berdoo. Then onto the Hollywood Freeway, straight on into frantic oblivion. Safety. Obscurity. Just another freak, in the freak kingdom.

We'd gone in search of the 'American dream'. It had been a lame fuck around. A waste of Time. But there was no point in looking back, fuck no! Not today thank you kindly. My heart was filled with joy. I felt like a monster reincarnation of Horatio Alger, a man on the move and just sick enough to be totally confident..."


Friday, October 10, 2008

Loner on the Highway to Happiness




Imploding Social Scenes
Broken Financial Markets
Have nothing to do with this post!




Originality is Dead; Long Live Aimless Repetition!

organised chaos
unconnected randomness

free market stagnation
mutual strangulation

climate of panic
business as usual

mutating like a virus
spreading like wildfire

fraudulent construct
Noble lies

inverse proportions
transverse vectors

an old theory of everything
nothing new under the sun

devils on speed
apocalypse on horseback

fear and intimidation
shock and awe

digital representations of real life
meta tags and glad rags

your not getting younger
time's tide will smother you

naked ambition
modus operandi

when the sun goes down
we all hit oblivion

don't be sad, we all die alone
unless it's a mass suicide

gumption tested by events
the divine roulette wheel

finger on the pulse
fist in the air

outside me
inside you

Monday, September 29, 2008

Courtship in the Youtube Age

When is a recession a depression?

I am a composite of various moods and organic materials.

We only know part of what we don't know, unless we don't anything?

I worship and fear the blue Screen of Death.

As I see it. In my opinion. I think that...

I am America and so can you on Tuesdays.

After-dinner-graffiti. Wake up and go to bed.

Get off the damn roof, before the vice squad.

Most of my hero's don't appear on stamps, but they'd lick you.

You are now rocking with the Best, the worse and all that I can be.

I wasn't unhappy, I just wasn't satisfied.

If I was a bumper sticker I'd be a badge.

Leave me be, I'm craving attention.

It took years to become an overnight success.

You're the conflicted one, I'm just oxymornic.

Polymorphic anthropomorphisms.

If you don't get, I don't either.

Go confuse yourself, if you don't like the way I do it.

Slogans are for losers!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Beauty of the Islands


We may be a small nation, but New Zealanders have achieved many firsts: women's and universal suffrage, splitting the atom, climbing Mount Everest and going nuclear free.

Sins of the Crown


Aggression in leaders is a sign of weakness.

A good leader doesn't rule by hitting people over the head, that is called assault not leadership.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

The Quest for the Moral Highground

Three "Easy Answers"
for controlling and enjoying life...

  • Balance
  • Moderation
  • Simplicity


Sounds simple, but is it?


Yours sincerely,
The crusader for moral justice in a painless world...

Monday, September 15, 2008

Name in Print

Part-time narcissist becomes full-blown ego manic!

The following post is cobbled together from stuff I have written and submitted for publication in other places. These writings don't really fit with the rest of my blog that well, until I fiendishly put this introduction here, to place the whole thing in context! Now there is no end to my ultimate power. I can raise an army with my pen, then wake up and tell other people that my dreams are quite abstract, even for my own tastes, but I digress...


Four Mini-album reviews of NZ bands:


Band: Collapsing Cities:
Album: Elixir Always

Collapsing Cities are a four-piece Indie-pop band from Auckland that recently played in Christchurch in April. They are known for their great live performances and off beat lyrics that focus on the quirky aspects of city life. “Elixir Always” is their debut album which was released last month, includes the songs “Seriously” and “So I said last weekend…”


Band: Sam Flynn Scott and the B.O.P:
Album: Straight Answer Machine

Sam Flynn Scott is a Wellington singer/songwriter's known for his work as part of the NZ band “The Phoenix Foundation”. His music could be described as an alternative mix of country and folk, but really it is just good guitar-based Low-Fi rock. “Straight Answer Machine” is Sam’s second solo album, and this time his is joined by his band the B.O.P (which apparently stands for the “Bunnies on Ponies”.)


Band: Tiger tones:
Album: Self-titled debut Album

This Christchurch alt-rock Group are previous winners of Roundup band competition (held annually at the Dux) have now released their self-titled debut album. Known for their great live shows, they have captured their raw energy and enthusiasm in this 11 track LP released on Christchurch based Pinacolada Records, which includes the songs 'Pop Eats Pop' and 'Saturday Nights'.



Band: Flight of the Conchords
Album: Self-titled debut Album

Now this album doesn't need quite as much promotion as the others as it has already gone to number 3 on the US charts, which is a pretty amazing achievement for a kiwi Folk-comedy duo. It is a funny album of well constructed humorous songs from the HBO series, such as "Inner city Pressure" and "Business Time". Worth a Grammy or two!



My summary of Hoi An, Vietnam:

My favourite destination from my time travelling in Vietnam was a little town on the coast called Hoi An. It is so historical it was declared a World Heritage site by UNESCO, because it's a well-preserved example of a South-east Asian trading port of the 15th to 19th centuries. Old-style colonial buildings that were built-up over centuries of contact with traders dominate and show signs of Chinese, Portuguese and French influences. Cars are banned from the old part of town so that the old cobble-stone streets won't be damaged. It is one of the cheapest places I know to buy silk, suits and pretty much anything you can think of. It has a really nice French bakery called 'Cargo' with exquisite sandwiches, cakes and the nicest coffee this side of Arabia! The town is really made for tourists to visit, has some great bars and restaurants. You can hire a bike for less than US$1 a day then go as far as your legs will take you, and I got the strap on my watch fixed for US$2, in about 30 seconds! A short bus ride away is the ruins of the Champa people, who were located there between the 10th to 13th centuries. Unfortunately many of the structures were damaged by bombing in what the locals refer to as "The American War", which we know by another name. So if you find your self in the area, be sure to drop by, or consult your trusty "Lonely Planet" for more info.



Letters to the Editor
of a Provincial Rag:



Media To Blame:

Dear Editor
Although the students will mostly take the blame for the carnage of the weekend, and deservedly so. Other contributors to the events such as the police and media need to realise their involvement. It is almost like they wanted a riot to happen. What do you expect when the media beats-up the story so much and then the police play right into the trouble makers hands, by constantly visiting Castle Street all day to get them all primed up for a battle. I am not knocking the officers themselves, as the majority of police do a fine job. But the decision makers at the top, seemed to make conflict a self-fulfilling prophecy. This is apparent when it is realised that it was mostly Otago students involved, as the amount of students travelling from Canterbury was significantly lower this year. Also a seemingly ubiquitous binge drinking culture does not help. My main attack though is reserved for the media themselves who seem to relish and encourage anything that will get public attention, however detrimental it is. . But as we slowly see serious newspapers descend into tabloids and the 6 O'clock news turn to a soap opera, maybe I should just be apathetic and accept that journalistic standards are slipping. As they say; you can't fight progress.

One True God?:

Dear Editor
In response to the letter from Ross J Alexander (1st September), who compares our 10 cent coin to a graven idol. While I respect all personal belief's (and also cultures); I would ask Ross if he objects to the prayer in the first line of our national anthem, or is his "God" the only true deity by decree, and all others are false?



Cultural Elites:

Dear Editor
As a member of Ngai Tahu by birth and the NZ historic places trust by choice, I am increasingly becoming ashamed and disillusioned by the actions of my tribe. Which of course does not mean the tribal members themselves but the 'suits' at the top who only seem interested in money and power games. First the Sunnyside Administration building and now Wigram Airbase. It reminds me of the part of Animal Farm when the pigs took over, and then started walking on two feet. Basically the people in charge of our interests do not consult with anyone but their elite mates, and when they do ask for 'opinion' we are given very limited options. But it's not like politics where I can join or vote for another party. So hopefully in future I can do something to bring power back to the people.


Georgian Conflict:

Dear Editor
After reading recent correspondence regarding the conflict in Georgian, I felt compelled to respond. To put it bluntly anyone who is either, fiercely Pro-Russian or Pro-US, is either bias, ignorant or both. I do appreciate all people have opinions, but if they aren't based on any fact or knowledge, what is the point? Both sides have blood on their hands and any apologist for either faction is uninformed. People should possibly leave International Relations comments to the experts or try to find some in depth news coverage that analyses the situation in it's full context.





Obviously I'm prepared to do anything to get myself noticed. Clean your car for a dollar mister? Especially to create a wholesome diversion while my evil plans are hatching! (evil laugh) I'll tell you one for free though if you don't blow my cover... I will plant strawberries in a public place and then put up a sign saying "Please don't eat these strawberries, as they are being used in a controlled research activity". But the only research will be to see if anyone eats them! That will show them all...

How nice of me to share!

Time Will Tell

As I've said before on at least one occasion: when life is good the blogging suffers! Well... so be it! You can't have your cake and eat it too. Or to put it more precisely: you can't enjoy your happiness and then moan that you're not sad any more. I can still do some crazy patterns like this though...



Freaky shizzle!


POST SCRIPT:
If you squint your eyes it's kind of like a wasp orgy... I wish the bees would kill them already, and stop the crazy wasp sex-parties that are corrupting our nations poor, innocent, youthful, advertising-executives and their button-down-Madison-Avenue-scene-trip-out-fiesta... we know your out there so just come out and fight, don't think you can stand behind your puppets forever! Turn us all against ourselves will you? Oh, so we did that before you existed? I guess you can carry on then, you money accumulating, space-time continuum adherents! We can build a machine to smash your particles, at catastrophic speeds. Create worm holes in your foot holds, and right through a bottle-neck. Take that big bang!

Monday, September 01, 2008

Confront thy Demons

Compulsive behaviour helps no-one...

EXCEPT THE CORPORATIONS!!!

(...damn those corporate ba$ards...)

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Sequel to an Earlier Post


Don't search for meanings...

Unless you want the answers.




These are of not much value...
just part of my alliteration game!

Compiled from a bunch of short messages sent
electronically to unsuspecting suburbanites
minding their own business...


  • Mondays make many men melancholy, maybe measuring meaningless milestones misuses mind matter merely made momentous.
  • Pen pushing parliamentarians promoting prescribed privileges, prevent partisan politics progressing past pending pollution problems.
  • Fully functional flutes float fittingly for fictional flamingos filtered first fortnightly from Frankenstein's facial features.
  • Impending implosion imminent in incomplete indices imbibed as informal infant is intending invitation in inner-city.
  • Stubborn seasonal snow scatters slick slush, slowly surrounding schools signalling snowboarding seriousness semi socially.
  • Cancerous cretins create carnage concerning Christchurch choirs casually corralling cows caught causing continuing concern currently.
  • Tarnished through teen touching trout, townies trek tenaciously toward trails topically; touting today, tomorrow, Timaru!
  • Bold Bikers bristle by bouncing boobs bobbing blustery beside bible bashing by-law bunny boilers building beastly bemusement.
  • Wee Willie-winky won't work whilst world wars wake worried warriors who Wiki's worldwide web wasted.
  • Madman Mugabe's mercenary minions monstrously milk mankind's murderous military mindset.
  • Vindictive Veitch virtually vetoes visual viewings of violence verification
  • Polite principles place pickled Peters' petty payment processes publicly poised, post partial parody publicity postponement policy.
  • Failed finance firms fall foul, finally forcing frugal folks from Foxton to focus faintly for fickle feeding frenzy.
  • Despite defiant Dan's determination Dingo Deans destroyers dented and denied dynamic defence deployment.
  • Consistent committed competitors chance considerable Chinese chaos to contest convincingly in corporate controlled competition.
  • Promo pylon parking prevents possible pioneers perverting pink postcard piking, puking and plastering prostitutes.
  • Amiable Austin's animated alliteration assuages Auckland acquaintance's anxiety.
As always additional access accelerated.

For John, Dillon and William!

Thought Grenades for the Delirious


Definitions for the cynical:
(warning may offend the close minded*)

Religion - Organised Ignorance
Addiction - Perpetual self-martyrdom
Excuses - Outward Denial
Apathy - Mental Stagnation

(any additional entries for this new dictionary welcomed)


Cheesy Lessons for the Learned:

democracy counts heads
not what's in them

Hope for the best
plan for the worst
(*or the easily offended)

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Fade to Grey

Just to let you know...

I'm all* better now after the outbursts in the previous posts. Thanks for asking... Cheers, for all the concern over the depressed, attention-seeking ramblings of two weeks ago. These were necessary for personal development reasons, that you may now know of, if you know my non-digital real world equivalent form. But highly irrelevant to all others. Apologies and congratulations for the achievements that I'm sure you have accomplished due to personal suffering. So not to sound overly optimistic, but lets do all we can to make ourselves happy, by making others happy in a long term fashion, not short term. As we all seem so focused on the now, I know that is technically all we have. As past and future are merely abstract concepts that only exist in the mind and some documented records. But a focus on upcoming events and goals is far better than just living for today. I think I'm turning slightly evangelical, though I have no believe or connection to any religion or belief system established by others. Sermon complete.






p.s...
Just watched Se7en the David Fincher movie again today, and that is still as good as it ever was over 10 years ago! Exact same applies to Pulp Fiction, except obviously it's a Tarantino flick.



*I now we are never ALL better, or else we would have nothing to improve on!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Movie Within a Movie (Warning: Explicit Language)

My precious ego needs pandering.

Manipulate the system, before it manipulates you!

The world wasn't made for me, so I have to change it as I am able to
or accept my own limitations and move on.

How can you relate to others, if you can't relate to your self?

The only shit thing about being unique is you have little in common with others.

Negativity feeds off itself, as does positivity.

We are all prostitutes, just not all for sex!

We we're all thinking it.

Please forgive me.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The Dark Passenger Whispering


The ever-living ghost of what once was

They worm their way in then they shut you out

hope for the best plan for the worst

I'm not realistic I'm just bitter