January 2012
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MESA COSA - BRUNSWICK/MELBOURNE ALLEY JAM - BY WHO BY FIRE
http://whobyfire.com.au
http://facebook.com/mesacosa
mesacosa:
This us having an acoustic jam on Why Yo in an alley near Pablos place. Filming and sound was done by WHO BY FIRE. Who are an awesome crew of filmmakers getting a sick catalogue together. FACEBOOK
November 2011
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October 2011
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Pangeekery: Don't Occupy Sydney →
elomis:
At the moment in the US there is a collection of affiliated protests, centred on New York city. As with all “grass roots” protest movements, some of the protesters are unemployed or students who enjoy shows of unity and demands for change as a recreational sport. Some of them are people who have…
September 2011
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August 2011
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July 2011
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June 2011
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May 2011
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April 2011
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I can’t remember the question, but I remember at one point he also said...
March 2011
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December 2010
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June 2010
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May 2010
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'The Boy who ate God'
Sometime last week I had a dream that came to me as a poem. I don’t know where it came from or what it means but this is what I wrote as soon as I woke up.
I think it’s called ‘The Boy that ate God”..
‘He came to earth lost and alone, and he looked for a place, a place he called home, he searched for a day, a month and much more, he walked by himself a thousand and...
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April 2010
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Stickers are my tools..
And the world is my canvass.
SO I’m slowly coming to the realization that this blog is missing a lot of me. Originally my blog was meant to be used for processing thoughts, sharing stories and ideas etcetera. Now I’ve just been lazy and just sharing videos. I’m gonna fix that. I miss the old format, I want to read back about what was my obsession, what I thought about it, what I...
March 2010
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You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are...
– Anaïs Nin (via scrambledmegs)