and a dream

... something about cosmicserpent and damiel and a friend of mine from high school and I digging through a bunch of e-mail, mostly porn spam (shown as images on the television screen in my mom [my mom]'s living room), to find damiel's recommendations for investing in the stock market. Not far away there was a lion sleeping, split in half but still alive and healthy; this was unremarkable.

J. came into the room and asked my help in making breakfast for everyone. I handed the remote control to the high school friend so he and the others could watch something on television while we were in the kitchen. "Don't bother," he said; "you don't get any good channels anymore."

But will they get grafted together?

For the possible interest of burkean, or for fans of Aristophanes' speech about love in the Symposium, or of that one song from "Hedwig," or of the Tzimisce Path of Metamorphosis (*), or just of Throbbing Gristle or Psychic TV; probably not terribly work-safe:

http://www.diepunyhumans.com/archives/006721.html

or just go straight here (incidentally the ultimate source of the not-work-safe-ness):

http://www.genesisp-orridge.com/

... but damn it's occasionally hard to understand, even with the little glossary.

(*) But still less disturbing than Jacko.