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Surveillance Capitalism: YouTube telescreens, 24/7 at Google offices, King's Cross, London. This is not a collage; this is a dystopia.
Warhol: "In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes."
Orwell: “He thought of the telescreen with its never-sleeping ear. They could spy upon you night and day, but if you kept your head, you could still outwit them."
You are the product. Crimethink. Duckspeak. Ownlife.
Since I made this beautiful picture, I have to come up with something! I don’t have much time, so I will make this short and sweet. I’m on the clock, I must run! Go go gadget Bible! That naughty Doctor Claw *cough* *cough* Putin, he is up to no good!
Now, in the Bible at the Battle of Gog and Magog, there is a little mishap. Gog, the ruler of Russia is killed. Since the Battle of Gog and Magog is not far off, who do you think this Russian leader could be? Putin! You took the words right out of my mouth! ….Unless of course, something unforeseen happens to him. Then, if that happens, no worries! I think Putin will BBQ some world leaders before he gets toasted himself. Why is North America coming to mind? Hey Putin, don’t you want to launch a few nukes? Oh ya, everyone’s a target…run, Forrest *cough* *cough* Biden, run! Who knows, maybe they’ll replace Biden with a dummy *cough* *cough* puppet before then. Okay, no more joking around! Forgive me! Please don’t make me beg!
Ezekiel 39:11 “On that day I will assign Gog a grave in Israel. It will be the valley of those who travel east of the sea; it will block the way of the travelers. There they will bury Gog and all his horde; they will call it the valley of Hamon-Gog (Multitude of Gog).”
Dumbbell, Kettlebell, Gog, Magog, Hamon-Gog! Wake up, do not let the synthol go to your head!
Roid Week 2015 | day 1
Instax soundtrack: Talking Heads - Artists Only (just look at the cover of this brilliant album and you will know why)
Heaven
Heaven is a place
A place where nothing
Nothing ever happens
There is a party, everyone is there
Everyone will leave at exactly the same time
When this party's over, it will start again
Will not be any different, will be exactly the same
– Talking Heads
Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing
Tontine Street, Folkestone.
“British seaside towns are often associated with retirement and the idea of a “last resort“. The melancholy of these locations is touched upon by Nathan Coley’s illuminated text sculpture...”
Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down.
Parting ice image from a recent hike in Ferguson Canyon.
Please check out one of the great songs form my generation: Road to Nowhere sung by David Byrne of Talking Heads live at Union Chapel
I was going to give this photograph another title but then I saw the little 'This Must Be The Place" notice in front of the drinks cooler.
David Byrne — American / Scottish musician and artist, best known as the singer / songwriter in the New Wave band Talking Heads.
David Byrne's page
Talking Heads: The Band & Their Music by David Gans (of the Grateful Dead Hour). Avon Books 1985. Cover design by Dave Calver.
This is such a great cover, featuring David Byrne's Big Suit!
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Here we stand
Like an Adam and an Eve
Waterfalls
The Garden of Eden
Two fools in love
So beautiful and strong
The birds in the trees
Are smiling upon them
From the age of the dinosaurs
Cars have run on gasoline
Where, where have they gone?
Now, it's nothing but flowers
There was a factory
Now there are mountains and rivers
you got it, you got it
We caught a rattlesnake
Now we got something for dinner
we got it, we got it
There was a shopping mall
Now it's all covered with flowers
you've got it, you've got it
If this is paradise
I wish I had a lawnmower
you've got it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
With a beautiful highway
This used to be real estate
Now it's only fields and trees
Where, where is the town
Now, it's nothing but flowers
The highways and cars
Were sacrificed for agriculture
I thought that we'd start over
But I guess I was wrong
Once there were parking lots
Now it's a peaceful oasis
you got it, you got it
This was a Pizza Hut
Now it's all covered with daisies
you got it, you got it
I miss the honky tonks,
Dairy Queens, and 7-Elevens
you got it, you got it
And as things fell apart
Nobody paid much attention
you got it, you got it
I dream of cherry pies,
Candy bars, and chocolate chip cookies
you got it, you got it
We used to microwave
Now we just eat nuts and berries
you got it, you got it
This was a discount store,
Now it's turned into a cornfield
you got it, you got it
Don't leave me stranded here
I can't get used to this lifestyle
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