(no subject)- June 29, 2003 In The Studio With John Jarvis Day 6 Contemplating on the whereabouts of the fifth one. Gone into the ether. Like everything else. We have a verse. We have uncertainty. Reaching out with fingers that melt. His body has gone from here. I shall push ahead and go forth and multiply and divide. Rawlinson is on a Machineandsoul trip. Hail to the Emperor's New Clothes. Arsehole.http://lucaspatrol.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_lucaspatrol_archive.html#105687765096809984 (no subject)- June 28, 2003 In The Studio With John Jarvis Day 5 Drama of exile. ...is dead but still here. How many ways can I rearrange your letters Let's connect wires and dance. Black ichor oils my throat. My deepness floors me. They will be coming for advice and tactics. In the van. 6 steps back. lgvvlggvl. There is no message in the canvas.http://lucaspatrol.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_lucaspatrol_archive.html#105678929234827020 (no subject)- June 27, 2003 John Jarvis in the Studio - Day 4 Darkness on the edge of transit. Too many variables. The future is burgundy Or is it round or phallic or uneven Dancing to the rhythm of guilt. Not the right key. Stripped down to the bone(r). Known pleasures nearer still. They even named a chip after that genius. True. I know what I'm insinuating. So.http://lucaspatrol.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_lucaspatrol_archive.html#105673281999691505 (Untitled)- June 7, 2003 Dalek I hate You Analog takes time with lots of wires to wirehttp://lucaspatrol.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_lucaspatrol_archive.html#200397884 |