*Please note prior to reading*
instructions for understanding me
dance naked in sea of bubbles
put on a silk robe, preferably rainbow, and boil water
two tea bags please
The formal and the perceptual:
Please don’t forget to breathe for it is very important
How do I perceive my formality?
Do I formulate my perceptual perception of formalness formal dress?
Ok.ok.ok. Please don’t forget to breathe for it is very important
Asteroids and unicorns.
Glitter and thorns.
Mushrooms and goblins.
Stars and violets.
Fairies and furies.
Fire and silk.
Ok, now, seriously: If flesh were to be dipped in a
Troll butter would it
b) Sneeze? C) Wheeze? Or d)
Fried Chicken [finger]wings.
Jazz and robots.
Iodine and gum drops.
Galaxies and mountains.
Dust and feathers.
Oh lilacs! What beautiful lilacs!
Planets and snow.
Flower fields and watermelon seeds.
Snakes and thunderous clouds.
Soft rain drops and purple socks.
grass and trees
and bark and worms and goblins again and blood and bile and
crooked noses and toes and toads and toe nail clippings and teeth and aliens
and secrets and tears
and laughter and nausea and
and psychedelic sense and
Mad scientist, everyone! I’m a
Mad Scientist, everyone!
“Sooner or later, I hate to break it to you, you're gonna die, so how do you fill in the space between here and there? It's yours. Seize your space.” - Margaret Atwood
and fairy wings and and I’m
a fairy I
Know it! And
And toast and chaos and and and
gemstones and reptiles and madness and
Bleep. Bleep. Bloop. Blop. Beep.
Bop. Boop. Beep. Bloop. Boop.
Formally I love all things bizarre.
Perceptually I love all things grotesque (and unusual).
Whatever that means.
The liminal space of the fantastic,
The meeting point of reality and unreality, the apex of distortion and
The dwelling place of the uncanny,
Give me a good paradox to solve
Bleep. Bleep. Bloop. Blop. Beep. Bop.
Boop. Beep. Bloop. Boop.
Intrinsically I’m inclined to follow Alice down the rabbit hole but she forgot to leave me instructions, so I guess I’m on my own