Ottins

Strange. The world was just a blur. My head feels like it is filled with too much sand.

The shaman is in my mind. My scent is a reminder.

David has not exchanged any words with Hank today. Extremely abnormal.

"John Bon Jovi, you see what happens? You fuck around your whole life, the you end up in a crap hole like me."

I've almost fallen asleep more times than I ever have within the last 24 hours.

Things are slowly progressing. Burnstein is building things to make smooth, flowing shots. David and Hank are excited to have Tea Time with everyone. Tuesday will be golden.

RKK will have progress this week. Dave and I need to keep disrupting moms to survive.

Things are coming. I cannot stress this enough.

I cannot wait.

Spoiler: Louise won't be having Tea with Hank.

Rest is for wimps.

-Jon

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Lifter'd

Hand solo. Pay me in wine. We need more gigs.

Grown.

Spoiler: No right.

-Jon

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Standoutish

Are you seriously talking about the French Revolution? That was so 18th century.

Louise, the opposite of opposite is same. Hank and Louise are a smart pear. You really must try one soon. Ruthiegoosie bought some, and one was meant to be set aside. However, it didn't work out the way I have had planned. You still don't know.

I G NOIR.

David stopped crying once he got his hot pumpkin juice. Let life breathe now. Stop trying to make it happen all at once. Time does not exist without a reason.

MOSES MAJOSIS AND YOURS TRULY MUST JOIN FORCES ONCE AGAIN. RKK NEEDS YOUR LOVING AND TOUCHING.

I hold dear to the present. I'm admiring the future. I hope this isn't a peak.

Hopey slopey.

UGH GOD WILL BE SOON. THE FILE WILL BE SENT.

$1,500 for an oscillator?

More things will be coming soon. Talked to a manly man about some more music video opportunities. Details in further posts...

And so the "days of freedom" come to a screeching halt. Back to my personal slavery tomorrow.

Spoiler: SALLY SAILED SADLY ON CINDY'S SHIPS SAXAPHONE CELLPHONE.

Be kind, behind.

-Jon

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Lightning Cake

Our ideas and hopes are slowly forming with reality. These things were only conversations last year, but now they are here. One whole year is all it took.

THE LIGHTS CAME.

We have almost everything now. Something amazing will be birthed from these things soon, just be patient. Our minds race with new ideas daily.

Dave and I lit some things, and dimmed others. It was a good night.

This feverishness won't go home. Your stay has been too long.

Tea Time is a stress monster as of right now. Dave reassures me he is not worried, but I can tell by the look in his eyes that he is. I don't care about your stars.

Louise, you have to eat your pizza now. Do I have a typical American spine?

We might drive somewhere far for David's birthday since The Lubemaster won't switch days with me. I'm so sorry.

This is being posted earlier than usual. Clothing and I must drive early tomorrow, so a good amount of sleep is needed.

RKK went nowhere today. God decided to cry on all of us. Disappointed, but still optimistic. I trying patience. These things work best in time. I have to call the Angel soon and schedule a play date. Once we have a nice day looking through eyes from 1988.

I still get worried. I know we're solid, but I worry constantly. Sorry.

I just go off on this thing.



This weekend does not appeal to me.

Spoiler: Dave is "hovering" an apple in that picture.

Live for no one.

-Jon

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Dinzers

Dave and I filmed a musical performance tonight. It is not the "Smack that Hoe" opera, but we should still be payed in wine.

Stabbed in the gut.

Curdo played his lil heart out tonight! He made us so proud<3. Hulk Smash. I was extremely impressed. The audio is being sent to us on Monday, so the video should be up sometime next week.

UGH, GOD IS COMING TOO!!!!!!!! SOON!!!

STAB

I have to personally thank the stars for making Dave go back to normal. Finally stopped crying like a little wah wah stupid fatty baby child. He's had a couple loose screws lately, and I blame the person that unscrewed them. Great circumstances with the wrong intentions. She's blind.

Dave threw the apples, I took the photographs. Laughing while the moms embrace technology is not acceptable. My volume increases without realization. I apologize in advance for yelling if I am to meet you in person. The left ear rings constantly. However, I do not answer it. That one's for you, Lou.

Michael Michelangelo gave us the O.K. today! Thank you so much for your seventy dollar conversation. Louise and I will drink tea just as Dave had with his blind date. We know each other.

Testing the waters tomorrow. Nervous and anxious. RKK is controlling, yet we lack the controller. Cloudy will help with the knobulars. With the heavenly help of ANGELS, we plan on scratching everything manually. I want to keep everything as raw as possible.

IN OTHER NEWS WE WELCOME FRISKY DOG TO THE COLLECTIVE.

We hope your ears of gold and sweet heart will enjoy meshing minds with us.

Sorry for not making your welcome large, Burnstein.

Our short film Loud Young is being submitted to the Bucks Fever Film Festival in October! We'll post more details if the accept it or not. Newtown is too bright.

"A photographic representation of Dave's mood."
By Angry McMom-o

We have some great things to come! We haven't been more excited!

BREAKING NEWS: SOULPATCH=GONE

I applaud you once again.

Spoiler: Framed VHS tomorrow for a static sound.

Give your love for free.

-Jon

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& A Galloping Guardian

Tungsten will make us love. We'll do anything to help the visibility.

I saw too many galaxies for my own good. It keeps growing. Eternal expansion.

Dave, have fun being a man one year ago.

A gunshot rang through my area tonight. I keep thinking about psychologists.

Why'd you leave?

Spoiler: Schedules.

-Jon

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Space Ripper

Self portrait of Jon Vaders
by Untitled

If someone does one thing one way, it may work. If it works, it will be copied. Everyone should try originality. Hopping on trains may lead to death. Harsh, but this offense is immense.

I ask for no apologies, just a discontinued style. I would never do that to you.

This "blob+future internet sensation" has changed my thought process radically. I now base my entire day up to this point listing things in my mind to vomit into the cyber universe. Symbols, RKK, and Boxoblog are the only things enveloping me as of right now.

Dave hates single words. He also hates the word single. Keep worrying, it'll only dig the hole deeper. Like Burnstein and I said, think if we were you. Stay yourself!

Oh, by the way, we welcome Burnstein to the lovely collective. We hope that this renaissance man will enjoy creating contraptions that will help captive YOUR attention. Our love will only blossom.

I spoke with the Angel today, while Dave was awaiting his halo, go figure, about the static of life. He will speak with the Clouds, and we will hopefully have knobbed boxes and a distorted nature created by their own fleshy blood.

Louise, we need to prepare for T. Well, not too much. Only I care. You're aways in the envelope.

Watch for the spoiler on Thursday. It won't be zippy lined, because that's Burnsteins job, but it should be all right.

Ugh, God has been masterminded. Now I only have to master mind it.

What will be smashed on Wednesday?

The third day of repetition has come to an end. How does one live repeatedly? I wouldn't. I am unable to function like that.

The shaman said his farewells. I had to keep my tears in my eyes. Time flew while you were here, and I can only hope it will while you are not. It is unable to fully grasp and understand the density of my appreciation of our friendship. It has not been matched.

The world left yesterday with that child singing for millions.

Maturing is thinking.

Spoiler: Held against your face.

-Jon

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Lands.

Don't have friends while you are working here. Only lonely people with nothing better to do with their lives will survive. I don't want to be a made up monster.

Not a Louisa, but a Louise.

You must have lost your magic carpet, shaman.

My grandmother once told me "Watch your head, it will get the best of you." I took this to heart. You should also Davey. Focusing too much one one way things may go will ruin the finished product. Let it build itself. It's a Nebula.

Tea Time will just enforce the truth. It's known, but not accepted as of right now.

Never again will I ever answer any specific questions about this strange electronic news feed. I intend on keeping this the most well known secret ever told.

Don't be good at what you're told you're good at. This seems to be the trend. Recognition will shatter that poor spirit. Honestly, I feel terrible. We're throwing wood into a fire that is meant to go out. This isn't a fire that will slowly die, it's one that will just end. We could use that wood to build totem poles. Get your priorities straight!

Run out like this. Abandon the abandoned.

The very first literary collaboration between The Box and Joy. Disorienting nights call for disorienting memories. This is lost somewhere in my depths. It has cheese that is overflowing.

TATSFETY
A very serious, solemn, and well produced poem masterpiece.
Box/Joy.

The land is barren. My heart is sore.
Astronomical. The only chosen piece of vocabulary.
The train heads east, my mind wanders west.
She says goodbye. I try and say...no.
This is the land before time, and time has no fear.
Friends come and go. Darkness remains forever.
Each tree blossoms, the thought of you carries my soul over the sea.
They say you only find true love on the night of the eclipse. I found it, tomorrow.
Yesterday will be good. Place your hand in mine, today is not right now.

How could I let go of the one true belief. How could I not see?
Forces vanquish, the bitch is nigh.
Reality consumes all traces of the constant. Freedom can only be aquired through sensual perception.
Leave my flesh to the dogs of your love.
The sharks of your soul. The animal kingdom cometh.
Wood burns slower than the thought of you, your scent lingers in my heart.
Secrets revealed through long lost traces of your hair.
Gears rust.

Tight around my neck. Hung on the tree using the equlibrium of your eyes.
Breathing, breeding, dead.
Plunge head first into the demons lap. He won't let me go.
Grains of sand, washing, fading, slowly dying.
Looking up, the ceiling is your face. Looking down; ashes.
My skin swells, your scent lingers.
Constant reminders of you around every corner. Punishment at all times.
Let us burn together.

For once, the worrying part of this establishment has shifted.

Don't flood yourself with it.

Spoiler: Speakular RKKular.

-Jon

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GLORY, GLORY.

That picture is packed with symbolism. Much like this night, actually. Although progession was minimum, and also the production, this night was much needed.

Great reviews all around. Everyone is happy. We have to stay in the flow of this good wave.

I've realized that Louise will keep my teeth clean no matter what. The one I lost mysteriously, ironically, was the one I received. However, with a different shade. I don't mind, it was a much needed change.

David, you dog. How were the fireworks tonight?

Clothing caused a monstrous giggle fit. Thank the heavens it ended with laughter.

Being busy and hectic means a faster end. I've realized this while trying to be civil and survive in this society. Currency is currency, nothing more.

"They don't let you live anymore, man."- Said to the man who calls me Jon Bon Jovi. The Vista Digital/ Electra Comtel guy. Dominic's is not a career choice by the way.

Anyway, a life of relaxation is poisonous. The balance will be achieved. Practice will not make anything perfect, just easier.

My shaman brother, your presence will be missed, but your love will always be appreciated. Take a rest, breathe easily for a while. Your head will always be in the right direction. Be civil and survive like myself. This boat holds two. The future will produce nothing but the best.

Great things to come. No tea tonight, but we will have Tea Time soon.

Don't let the static get to you. RKK can't happen.

Spoiler: I applaud you.

-Jon

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"There are things that you are good at, that I am much better at."

Driving takes a toll on your mind. Eating apples can help. So can banana nut muffins.

The baby had been rescued. We sat through a good two hours of traffic, but it was well worth it.

Still watching MMA. Editing, editing, editing.

Boring post. Boring day.

RKK will be together soon.

ugh.

Spoiler: I found my sunglasses. Such a good sign.

-Jon

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Wide Angled Monocle

Do YOU believe in life after love? That one's for you, Cloth. My love was nearly lost, but soon was found. He's still not at home though. Have fun in West Philadelphia, love, consider it a vacation. They're nice dudes. Hopefully I will see you tomorrow. If not, we will be united soon. I will take advantage of you, and use you for my pleasure.

Another day, another dollar. However, dollars don't count like the clock does.

UGH, GOD IS COMING! dixnall. Soon enough. Let Mr. Angel and Dream Team mix n' master, like they do best, and it will be ready for you to look at and listen to!

All I'm watching is Japanese men fight each other. Sorting through MMA footage all night. Driving Rice and Loarf to school tomorrow. Youngins.

Everything crumbles slowly. We'll build it back up.

We need speakers. Any old looking speakers. Donate?

Spoiler: It wasn't actually stolen. Thank you, Louise.

-Jon

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Does he always visit you?

A day of planning, boredom, lacking the ability to progress any further with anything, and scratched dvd's has ended. But the planning was careful. So careful. Tea Time for everyone to see, not drink. Eerie.

What will come next? Who knows. I need to talk to the sound wizards! The audio masterminds! RKK MUST NOT BUST.

VHS or faux VHS? Be truthful or deceitful? I love how we can create our own realities so easily.

Spoiler: The weekend is over. Happy labor day.

-JON

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And on the sixth day...

We rested. Kind of. Davron's on the DVD's like butter on butter. You always have my love.

I'm working out thoughts, and writing some down. Improving my patience day by day. Oh, my holy river of silent days.

Internets is fishy. Sometimes, most of the time, almost all of the time, nothing works the way it should. Technology is passing me. I'm about to be future shocked. Dave is great at stealing things.

Today was long, tomorrow will be longer. Morale is high, but I'm lacking the energy to take advantage of it. I'll work on that balance.

Spoiler: My name is Alex Morgan. I am your neighbor.

-Jon

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Keep yer hads up!

Great days ahead, great days behind. Spent the day gettin' dusty on a construction site. I threw some rocks into drums of water. Davron bought be strawberry limeade at sonic.

Ugh, God's video is finished! Danny Angels and Dreamy Dreams are mastering the audio file to the video, then it should be up.

CHECK OUT THEIR SITE, IT IS MUCH NICER THAN OURS:
UGHGOD. ORG

Filming dates have been set for Davron's film. Be ready. Be real. Be kewl.

Other than all of that, I personally hate DVD's. Davey probably hates them more, but I can still hate them if I want to. It's so hard to rip them. Especially if you are using totally 100% legal software that was 100% legally downloaded.

VHS IS LOOKING AWESOME! TAPE HISS AUDIO FIELD RECORDINGS OF THE WOODS IS GOING TO SOUND AWESOME!

Analog or die.

Spoiler: RKK.

-JON

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Sleepless, unrested.

Tiring day. So tiring. All thanks to a late night complete with weird dark poetry about hell.

Caboder's video is up! Slowly but surely, the other song will be also. Thank you rendering, compressing, and hard drives with a mind of their own.
CABODER "WAY DOWN"

Ugh, God's video is looking great. So great. This one may take a little longer than we thought... Be patient friends, these things take time.

IN OTHER NEWS
We will be editing a video for the MMA fighter Eddie Alvarez. It's a quick highlight reel that will be played before his fight in Philadelphia on October 21st. So much footage to go through, so much time. We're really excited about this!
LEARN MORE ABOUT THE FIGHT HERE

Spoiler: deadmau5? Maybe.

-Jon

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