Green Cold Bitter Mellons

music for the underground masses

Thursday, May 29, 2008

this is just a post to make amends for a previous phrase I had wrote in my latter post...

i would therefore like to explain briefly that there are NO gaps in everything (in mathematical terms).. what i really meant to imply was that there may be a wonderful perfectness in the structure of mathematics but many of those wonderful perfectnesses form missing parts in our mandane world... i do not know if the phrase became any clearer to the zero fans of the site.. hope it dit!

cheers mates!!! i drink to you!!!

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

i can't help it.. it's over there and there's nothing left for my eyes to do but to lay my sight upon it: big fat asses become easily exposed... keep up your panties little girl..

I've got an enormous problem with time... not that I am bothered by its unstoppable run but I'm more concerned about the way people have arranged the counting of days and hours... there should be a thing like the 30hour day because the 24hour day has detrimental effects on my organism and the plethora of things I would like to do...
So to conclude:24 hours???Make them 30 plz!

STAY-AWAKE PILL MAY GET WIDER APPROVAL HOORAY!!!

Beauty in terms of sweetness and its underlying impact on male minds... just a topic I thought might be interesting for surealistic development

Last thing, in mathematical terms there are always GAPS! EVERYWHERE!!!

Monday, May 19, 2008

do i love her?



oh yes i do...

GREAT EXISTENCIAL QUERIES COMBINED WITH LIFE-SIZE DECLARATIONS

the white of the eye streaming through a starwberry field is the exact same image of a ocean full of light and colour seen when you close your eyes while listening to ornette coleman's "lonely woman"

the smile of an infant ,innocent of the world around it, is like a melody from pat martino...no limitations,no boundaries in one's thoughts, just a spontaneous and casual transcription of notes whose musical implementation form a unique masterpiece... this is just a thought steming from the full of innocence smile of a gypsy child on the railway today... thank you little child for the motivation..may you be well......

this is for alla the junkeys:ok...drugs do make ammends for a fucked up life but do we want to live in a post apocalytptic futureland of special k amphetamines and "rock" dealers... and yes the moon is red sometimes...and yes the earth is round... and yes you know when something curves...

if music is the cornerstone of our civilization's multicultural orchestra then jazz should be the maestro..

is there a term like "psychedelic jazz"??? well there should be for coleman's melodies are too grand to be dwarfed under the category of plain jazz..

may each and every one of the outsiders find its musical better-half... co-exist point of collision

streams of sounds,everywhere around us. clues of mathematics everywhere around us.jazz is the number theory of music,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,

will i ever meet those psychic spies from China that indian woman talks about???

as a girl once said "your posts are a bit surealistic but you are creative"...

SO...last wish for today:BE CREATIVE!!!

two assumptions
-too much money on taxies
-too much waiting for buses

one conclusion
-gotta get a car and earn money or i could just be a rockstar