fucking UFOs everywhere

2011-08-21T04:20:00.000-07:00

Dude-- it's like 3:30 AM, and the dogs outside have been barking for hours. I thought nothing of it, because these dogs are generally barking. But then I was like, "What the fuck..." .. .. ...so I walked barefoot outside to see what was going on..... It turns out there are like 70 UFOs flying all over the place and shooting lasers into the ground-

I SHIT YOU NOT.

Joshua Tree, California... in the middle of the fucking desert, 70 UFOs-- lasers. It's fucking dope and also scary as shit, cuz I think there are also ghosts hiding behind empty oil drums. I dunno why the fuck ghosts need to hide from UFOs. But then again, there are SEVENTY UFOs FLYING ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE.

OH FUCK!!!!!

If only Rodrigo, Angel Of Action were here:

...Just because some being has wings and a halo, does not make them an angel or holy or even cool. It just means that they have avian parts and light coming from their head. But Rodrigo doesn't take-

FUCKING DOGS BARKING AGAIN- oooh, whaaaaat.. . ...

Anyway, Rodrigo doesn't take shit from UFOs, oil-drum-hiding ghosts, or marathon-barking dogs. He decapitates everything. He decapitates UFOs. He decapitates lasers. He decapitates barks. He decapitates penises.

To Rodrigo: Please shut these dogs up. ...They are disturbing the UFOs.

p.s. I lost 72 hours between those last two sentences, which probably means I was abducted by greys. ...The grey below has been my friend since 1998:

1st post - blogz are such a bullshitz

2011-08-20T02:17:00.000-07:00

Art is such a bullshitz.

I've been drawing since I was negative 50, and what I've learnt from it all is that it's bullshit. Okay- drawing is not bullshit, and art- per se- is not bullshit. But the world that such things have to be created within, turn the beauty and awesome freedom that is art, into some form of bullshit. How many childhood-artist-dreams were ruined by actually attaining the dream?

FUCK.

Like 900% of them!!!!!

Every passionately-doodling kid always thinks it'd be so badass to do art for a living, but then when they get a full-time art job, it's usually so draining and full of bullshit that all anyone can think of is bullshit inside of more bullshit.

Fucking retarded.

But anyway... despite bullshit contexts within which I've had to produce art to be able to eat food that's not made of newspaper and asphalt rocks, I still love art. I mean- I really, really love "art". Concept, execution, balance, emotion-- fuckin' whole buncha artsy-fartsy asshole bullshit-- but the essence of it all is brilliant and ever so loverly.

FUCK.

So I art- day in and day out- cuz I'm fucking retarded. Art is such a bullshitz. This world is such a bullshitz (but Earth is so beautiful, yo). So if I'm gonna choose a bullshitz to do in ze bullshitz, it might as well be moving my body parts to imprint some shit on a papers, or snapping photos, or making art shit in the virtual computer world for some fucking reason, etc.- resulting in me laughing for like 5 seconds or maybe like a minute or maybe like WHOAing for like fai minute. --"Shit on a papers"-- HA! Fuck. Fuck this. I'm so thirsty, what the fuck.

Even in the most bullshitz of contexts, enlightenment can be had. ...So somehow there is hope for da Earfz. I drew the above in Canadia Land. ... . . Canadia was like Amairkah and Europa combined, then covered in chemtrails:

ILLUSTURBATION - Art is such a bullshitz.

fucking UFOs everywhere

1st post - blogz are such a bullshitz