I know you've been waiting with bated breath...Well the wait is finally over. Short limbed long beaked black capped fishing birds plunking down into pre-storm turbulent gray water and reemerging, trilling, often with nothing but sometimes with a little gray wet sack of something aome kind of fish or crustacean presumably or a piece of human flotsam an empty Zyn pouch or something a keurig cup or a cheeseburger wrapper or maybe just a wad of kelp with sea larvae tangled in it clinging to it. Little white plunks and plops into the pre-storm grayish greenish and crying out in the air and diving. Red beaked black capped swiftlike with swallow tails and the occasional crow and two brown ducks tossed about at the edge of the canal. The lip of the water like a big wet mouth the sand wet in pre-storm rain and orange and brown and gray, the houses themselves seemingly made of sand and ready to give way with a touch, the fog, the moaning of the bulkhead ambulating up and down its modular floating pylon. The houses are brown rotted teeth tucked inside of the lip of the shoreline

(I went toAxis Mundi and all I got was this stupid t-shirt!)

I changed the homepage back Bitch

Terrors mount: in the Gallery and the Museum, as well as some extra drooling and ranting elsewhwere. Catch me if you can! I'm working on my next movie. Are you excited?

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I was tired of updating the fucking side bars every time I wanted to add more shit to this page so now the homepage has multiple pages which you can navigate through below. I'm hoping that this will serve not only as an improvement upon the site as a whole, but also as a testament to the unreliability of my own personal character.

I was gonna write more but I lost interest half way through... oh one more thing: lately I have been thinking about the suicide of Ellaine Schultz and here is an excerpt from Wikipedia:

Even though never legally married, Bill and Ellaine were in all other respects husband and wife. At that time, Schultz meant everything to Evans, and was the only person with whom he felt genuine comfort. In the early 1970s, Evans was caught at New York's John F. Kennedy International Airport with a suitcase containing heroin. Although the police put him in jail for the night, he was not charged, but both he and Schultz had to begin methadone treatment. In 1973, while working in Redondo Beach, California, Evans met and fell in love with Nenette Zazzara, despite his long-term relationship with Schultz.[26] When Evans broke the news to Schultz she pretended to understand, but then died by suicide, throwing herself under a subway train. Evans's relatives believe that Schultz's infertility coupled with Bill's desire to have a son may have influenced those events.

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There's a new, troo story up here somewhere... now where the hell did I leave it...! Not sure. Come back later. (Just Kidding)

Now here's some news for you: been listening to some percussion-heavy jazz music lately. This jazz musix is great for nearly any occassion - a trip to the shopping mall, to play in the background as you "whack off", to dance to, et cetera.

Give It A Try: My favorites right now....

• Money Jungle - Duke Ellington
• A Love Supreme, Pt. III Pursuance - John Coltrane
• Caravan - Dizzy Gillespie
• Rhythmorama - Kenny Burrell
• All Blues - Miles Davis
• Snap Crackle - Roy Haynes

But not least: The Gallery has some new acquisitions As does the Museum

Check it out... there are some new additions over at Axis Mundi Plus some new curiosities right over there You can also now purchase home life and auto insurance on this page - give it a whirl. Happy New Year.

I want to share some illustrations, so there's now a museum section on the website.

Is there an easy way to tell the difference between the gallery and the museum? Unfortunately, not at the moment. I also updated the homepage. If only there was room for a couch

Some of these are actually from a while ago but I forgot about them until now. First and foremost, I added some additional manuscripts which I have decided I will periodically update. If you can't find them... look closer!

I don't have any particular goal in mind besides sharing information that is interesting to me. If you are curious or would like to see a specific subject matter addressed... write in to me at pleromatix333@gmail.com

• Being forcefully invaded by an an image that will not leave you no matter what, in other words the idea that you can be transmitted knowledge against your own will and that it takes tremendous endurance to cotninue afterwards, both knowing what you have been made to know and also knowing that you have very little control over which information you will receive and when.
• The beauty and majesty of the earthly world and also the false distinction between the profane materia of the demiurge and the purity of the immaterial sophic pleroma (they are one in the same) - itself an embodiment of Divine Paradox
• Responsibility towards knowing and becoming.

I showed this video to my friends yesterday. They said nice things about it so I hope you like it as well.