Hello, my name is Bass Em.
Her face between all she means to be
To be extreme, just to be extreme.
May 31, 2016
March 26, 2016
Would the very last thing to cross your mind be the treasure and flesh you feasted upon, or the smiles and tears you created on the faces you have seen?
And as you depart to the unknown, would you care what fabric you laid upon your skin? Or would you wish you had more, only to give more away?
When you shut your eyes for the final sleep, would it matter how many times you've filled your gut, or orgasmed on satin sheets? Or would you wish you had wrapped yourself with more selfless peace? If for only one more fleeting moment.
dissolve opinion structures and culturally laid down models of behaviors and information processing.
March 24, 2016
January 28, 2016
Recruiting freelancers and trainees in the field of photography, event coverage, editing, social media account management, and other everyday office squander including (but not limited to) arguing over coffee preferences, bathroom time, and hours of debate concerning the food delivery of choice.
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An alcoholic yet educational endeavor
by the eccentrics Ali Fakih & Tarek Fakih.
January 26, 2016
November 9, 2015
Peace is a word
Of the sea and the wind
Peace is a bird who sings
As you smile
Peace is the love
Of a foe as a friend
Peace is the love you bring
To a child
Searching for me
You look everywhere
Except beside you
Searching for you
You look everywhere
But not inside you
Peace is a stream
From the heart of a man
Peace is a man, whose breath
Is the dawn
Peace is a dawn
On a day without end
Peace is the end, like death
Of the war.
Maynard James Keenan as Robert Plant in Tool's only concert of this year on Halloween.
November 2, 2015
October 23, 2015
All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy
beg, borrow or steal
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say
All that you eat
everyone you meet
All that you slight
everyone you fight
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
There is no dark side of the moon really.
Matter of fact it's all dark.
I'm reaching for the random or whatever will bewilder me.
October 21, 2015
The lost art of book creation.
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October 20, 2015
