Mr. Matt: Somewhere between the kick + hi-hat.
Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.”
Said the old man, “I do that too.”
The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.”
I do that too,” laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, “I often cry.”
The old man nodded, “So do I.”
But worst of all,” said the boy, “it seems
Grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.”
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
I know what you mean,” said the little old man.”
― Shel Silverstein
reasons that imperialism is absolute bullshit and i will never stop talking about it: my parents speak 3 languages fluently and monolingual assholes still look down on them for their accents when speaking english
Fluorescent acrylic paint & acrylic paint on drywall.
From the Rabbit Hole Art Show I did with WildFievel in late April.
These photographs, by New York-based Bing Wright, feature reflections of sunsets in shattered mirrors.
Through my LSD experience and my new picture of reality, I became aware of the wonder of creation, the magnificence of nature and of the animal and plant kingdom. I became very sensitive to what will happen to all this and all of us.
— Albert Hoffman (via makepeacewithyrdemons)