Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Jesus was an idiot.
One of the originals.
He didn't understand
profit as heaven.

It seemed a good bet at the time, I guess.

In this endless lust for land I don't know who I can believe. Jesus? but he never had the land. Soiled politicians or investigators? But which side? they boil it down to one side or another, too easy. Too easy to hate the reaction, harder to assess the actions of world mirror ponds of greed, as Jesu...

The new New is Now, or ...
the Now now is New, I can't remember ...

Who knew? ...

Much niceness...

Here's a nice Congos dub excursion-- "Citizen Dub"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9W5-2Dm ... dex=2&t=0s

From Manhattan to Siliconia, the skyscrapers sit empty, and tent ghettos grow. Shiny steel stalagmites rise, as shiny alternate truths far above the haze of us. Plutocrats and oligarchs sit this one out, look for other places to launder. A glut of vacant luxury sits high atop homeless ruin. Mirage o...

I don't feel like we're actually talking to each other,
paradoxically at a time when world connectivity
is reaching all-time highs. We just keep diggin
trenches, like those poor duped grunts in WW1,
who never had the internet..

Shouldn't be so pessimistic.
(Could be wealthier!)
Should be more optimistic.
(It's much healthier!)
Once was more optimistic.
I try to remember why.

Yes.

World is going to hell. Just kidding; the world is just being the World, going thru another phase, fulla asteroids 'n dinosaurs, genocide and the best deals. Protest and vote if you insist, see if it does any good, see if it gets what sham politicians and brutal chance delivered for all these billio...

Or maybe even the muse and the music!..

No kidding. Even from long-defunct stuff ... " You can trust your car, to the man who wears the star, the big, bright Texaco star !"... Shit, there it is again! Don't know why that little ditty just came to me. I found a copy of LIFE Magazine in the basement, the Apollo 11 moon landing edition. I be...

It's the journey, not the destination...

Thanks Arcadia. This is one of those weird moments when a lyric I heard a LONG time ago popped into my head-- for no reason at all ... " Millions of peaches, peaches for me. Millions of peaches, peaches for free ..." I didn't know who did the song-- I knew nothing about this band; I had to look them...

The only constant is change. Many roads with multiplying twists ... to ?