New Day Up Date
I had a lot to tell all of you, I really did and I still do.
.. But I suppose I will let godspeed say it for me...
"There is a devil in this world
and no angel will save us.
Our relations are as sickened and damaged as this upside down world.
They're turning our neighbourhoods into disneylands,
They're building more prisons and doubling their patrols,
at the same time miss Celine Dion sings love songs while our cities burn.
In these times, when everything is denied us
anything is possible,
but everyday stubborn clumsy beautiful ideas rot on the withering vine...
All dreams fall down.
Failure leads to irony,
and irony smothers us with all the pastel colours of the newest retail superstores.
We call for an end to this state of affairs,
long live a little bit of autonomy,
long live all quiet roof easels.
A sort of culture can be built here.
All sorts of things can happen
when and if we finally begin to refuse.
We dedicate tonight's performance to quiet refusals;
loud refusals and sad refusals.
We dedicate it to the imminent market collapse.
We dedicate it to carpenters,
waitresses and drug addicts.
We dedicate it to secretaries, alcoholics and schizophrenics.
We dedicate it to the boys kissing boys,
girls kissing girls,
girls kissing boys,
and everything in between.
We dedicate it to anxiety attacks, hangovers, worried depression,
and all the other necessary by-products of trying to live free.
We dedicate it to any endeavour who's ultimate unreasonable goal is autonomy,
self-determination or joy.
We dedicate it to every prisoner in the world."
This is... how do you say?.. a deer? . She was confused, but stayed still for us to take a picture. It reminds me that I am happy that Alyssa and I knew eachother again, if only for a short time.
This is me and Billy... The first of an unusually large amount of pictures of myself.
The bird witout a face.
One of my favorite spots.
I dont know if it is still acceptable to put blurry amature shots of boring subject matter in your live journal.. I was NOT trying to be artsy. This reminds me of Kelsea because of the picture she took of candles a long time ago.
Berklee Bricks Volley Ball
I like this, it's cold outside. This reminds me of Joe because when I look at his laptop in class, the screen is allways angled so I think the display is bronze.
So, like I said last update; I went to cornerstone and came back alive... some buckbuck action.
The way to cornerstone... I don't know if I am a good guy or the worst guy, but I sometimes can't help feeling like I am better than some people.
The way to cornersone... I don't know if I am patient or short-temperd, but I can't help feeling frustrated with some people.
Cat and snake, this reminds me of the bible, there has to be a story about a cat and snake right?
Taken from the Future- Future Warhouse. If anyone has any emptey industrial space or anything please let me know, warehouses whatever.
Cold air and overcast sky. Remember the plans we made, later on during that walk?
This guy is crazy, he looks like he took to many hallucinogens and is now trying not to move untill they wear off. This reminds me of laughing with Taylor.
Intense rap battles in Illinois.
This looks stupid and editied, but I thought it was cool because all I did was select the moon and hit 'auto levels'... I promise.
DOGPUNCH! ... that is a good picture of us.
Just fire I guess... this was taken in maine and reminds me of Andy.
Moth #1.
My front yard.
So I got some ridiculously expencive film for my polaroid.. but I guess I put it in wrong because all my pictures have a gold spot in the corner. ..This reminds me of daydreaming about living the right way.
Fog was on my lens so I took this.
Some of them are huge... this reminds me of summer and wandering alone in the woods, and that girl with the dog who was mean. I want to be there again.
This is my slowshutter blury masterpiece.
Oulin's step-dads garage. TayTay and rain.
Hollywood ate that thing for days.
This was morning 2 of the drive to Illinois... every time I see it i always think the same thing.. my dad saying "Its gonna be a HOT one!"
Many Hours later.
I Need Sleep.
Jazz Music.
Joeseph. The creepyest guy ever but was super honest and a good guy. He never got the trick chair.
This reminds me of how much I loved that walk, and the sky afterwords, and my parents were in Maine when we got home, and I'm pretty sure we didn't have sex. But I seriously loved that walk and will hopefully always remember it.
The Machete was not the scariest part... at all.
This is my sister in maine. I didn't take this picture but I think it is beautiful.
This little guy.
This land.
I finally got him to sleep outside with me... and Dan the Man had to come take com voyeuristic pictures and then sit on us.
Me and Her. I tell her how I hate how normal I look in this... just a regular hiking person.
Gudriks Drone Sessions... you are invited.
ANOTHER one of me, sorry.
There he is.
Chaos... but one of the greatest songs ever. This reminds me of wandering Illinois by myself singing 'ii do not exist... onllllly you exist' to myself. Or walking with nate that one time.
I took this of the sky one night.
Moped, that was the same walk.. remember that deer that screamed at us?
The little people.
I can never get the colors right on the camera, a summer night when you hear the peepers and see that strange orange to blue to black fade with the first few stars.
On the way home.
The Normandies <3<3<3
This guy has an attitude.
Oulin trying to be Tarzan and break the horse alone.
You know I like roots... "Take one of me where I look tough.. NANTUCKET tough."
Prolly the same day... generic picture I know.
This is not a Pwardnar but it acts like a Pwadnar.
Moth #2... this was bigger, and much friendleyer than moth#1 (which was dead). This one was with us when we woke up one morning, and would just crawl on your shirt and sleep all day.
The farm with Taylor.
My backyard in the summertime.
This guy was eating a cupcake, it was pretty cool.
The sky when I got home from school.
This is the real Her.
Warhouse.
Like a curious little pwadnar.
Tommys Triumphant and Titilating Transversion To Team Trouble.
Yeah this picture sucks, but I have said before, something about plants growing from rocks is extremely important.
Capture the Flag.. this reminds me of getting to know Lemire walking in the path and capturing the flag by ourselves.
Tarzan got the trick chair.
Volcano the Bear changed the way I look at music.
I liked it when I saw this outside.
Brilliance.
Brilliance.
The leafs : The babys.
Me and the lenscap lying in the softest plants ever.
This is what its all about.
So, In conclusion, please talk to me, please debate me, please comfort me and please scold me.
I would like to see more of you.
All of you.
Hello,
Gudrik 'oh.. THAT kid?' O'Hallopwadnar
.. But I suppose I will let godspeed say it for me...
"There is a devil in this world
and no angel will save us.
Our relations are as sickened and damaged as this upside down world.
They're turning our neighbourhoods into disneylands,
They're building more prisons and doubling their patrols,
at the same time miss Celine Dion sings love songs while our cities burn.
In these times, when everything is denied us
anything is possible,
but everyday stubborn clumsy beautiful ideas rot on the withering vine...
All dreams fall down.
Failure leads to irony,
and irony smothers us with all the pastel colours of the newest retail superstores.
We call for an end to this state of affairs,
long live a little bit of autonomy,
long live all quiet roof easels.
A sort of culture can be built here.
All sorts of things can happen
when and if we finally begin to refuse.
We dedicate tonight's performance to quiet refusals;
loud refusals and sad refusals.
We dedicate it to the imminent market collapse.
We dedicate it to carpenters,
waitresses and drug addicts.
We dedicate it to secretaries, alcoholics and schizophrenics.
We dedicate it to the boys kissing boys,
girls kissing girls,
girls kissing boys,
and everything in between.
We dedicate it to anxiety attacks, hangovers, worried depression,
and all the other necessary by-products of trying to live free.
We dedicate it to any endeavour who's ultimate unreasonable goal is autonomy,
self-determination or joy.
We dedicate it to every prisoner in the world."
This is... how do you say?.. a deer? . She was confused, but stayed still for us to take a picture. It reminds me that I am happy that Alyssa and I knew eachother again, if only for a short time.
This is me and Billy... The first of an unusually large amount of pictures of myself.
The bird witout a face.
One of my favorite spots.
I dont know if it is still acceptable to put blurry amature shots of boring subject matter in your live journal.. I was NOT trying to be artsy. This reminds me of Kelsea because of the picture she took of candles a long time ago.
Berklee Bricks Volley Ball
I like this, it's cold outside. This reminds me of Joe because when I look at his laptop in class, the screen is allways angled so I think the display is bronze.
So, like I said last update; I went to cornerstone and came back alive... some buckbuck action.
The way to cornerstone... I don't know if I am a good guy or the worst guy, but I sometimes can't help feeling like I am better than some people.
The way to cornersone... I don't know if I am patient or short-temperd, but I can't help feeling frustrated with some people.
Cat and snake, this reminds me of the bible, there has to be a story about a cat and snake right?
Taken from the Future- Future Warhouse. If anyone has any emptey industrial space or anything please let me know, warehouses whatever.
Cold air and overcast sky. Remember the plans we made, later on during that walk?
This guy is crazy, he looks like he took to many hallucinogens and is now trying not to move untill they wear off. This reminds me of laughing with Taylor.
Intense rap battles in Illinois.
This looks stupid and editied, but I thought it was cool because all I did was select the moon and hit 'auto levels'... I promise.
DOGPUNCH! ... that is a good picture of us.
Just fire I guess... this was taken in maine and reminds me of Andy.
Moth #1.
My front yard.
So I got some ridiculously expencive film for my polaroid.. but I guess I put it in wrong because all my pictures have a gold spot in the corner. ..This reminds me of daydreaming about living the right way.
Fog was on my lens so I took this.
Some of them are huge... this reminds me of summer and wandering alone in the woods, and that girl with the dog who was mean. I want to be there again.
This is my slowshutter blury masterpiece.
Oulin's step-dads garage. TayTay and rain.
Hollywood ate that thing for days.
This was morning 2 of the drive to Illinois... every time I see it i always think the same thing.. my dad saying "Its gonna be a HOT one!"
Many Hours later.
I Need Sleep.
Jazz Music.
Joeseph. The creepyest guy ever but was super honest and a good guy. He never got the trick chair.
This reminds me of how much I loved that walk, and the sky afterwords, and my parents were in Maine when we got home, and I'm pretty sure we didn't have sex. But I seriously loved that walk and will hopefully always remember it.
The Machete was not the scariest part... at all.
This is my sister in maine. I didn't take this picture but I think it is beautiful.
This little guy.
This land.
I finally got him to sleep outside with me... and Dan the Man had to come take com voyeuristic pictures and then sit on us.
Me and Her. I tell her how I hate how normal I look in this... just a regular hiking person.
Gudriks Drone Sessions... you are invited.
ANOTHER one of me, sorry.
There he is.
Chaos... but one of the greatest songs ever. This reminds me of wandering Illinois by myself singing 'ii do not exist... onllllly you exist' to myself. Or walking with nate that one time.
I took this of the sky one night.
Moped, that was the same walk.. remember that deer that screamed at us?
The little people.
I can never get the colors right on the camera, a summer night when you hear the peepers and see that strange orange to blue to black fade with the first few stars.
On the way home.
The Normandies <3<3<3
This guy has an attitude.
Oulin trying to be Tarzan and break the horse alone.
You know I like roots... "Take one of me where I look tough.. NANTUCKET tough."
Prolly the same day... generic picture I know.
This is not a Pwardnar but it acts like a Pwadnar.
Moth #2... this was bigger, and much friendleyer than moth#1 (which was dead). This one was with us when we woke up one morning, and would just crawl on your shirt and sleep all day.
The farm with Taylor.
My backyard in the summertime.
This guy was eating a cupcake, it was pretty cool.
The sky when I got home from school.
This is the real Her.
Warhouse.
Like a curious little pwadnar.
Tommys Triumphant and Titilating Transversion To Team Trouble.
Yeah this picture sucks, but I have said before, something about plants growing from rocks is extremely important.
Capture the Flag.. this reminds me of getting to know Lemire walking in the path and capturing the flag by ourselves.
Tarzan got the trick chair.
Volcano the Bear changed the way I look at music.
I liked it when I saw this outside.
Brilliance.
Brilliance.
The leafs : The babys.
Me and the lenscap lying in the softest plants ever.
This is what its all about.
So, In conclusion, please talk to me, please debate me, please comfort me and please scold me.
I would like to see more of you.
All of you.
Hello,
Gudrik 'oh.. THAT kid?' O'Hallopwadnar