Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Therefore,

concerning art, an artist must once find himself in black vide, then again in white. This is choice. It is the bow moving forward to break the plank of the water, in which history falls at both sides, the point of time writing it's song in space. This is life energy.
Justin W. G.

The Explaination

Negetism is that which is based upon knowing that man will give more to the creation that he loves than he will give himself to survive.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Dominating Transferances of Energy

If Energy in the universe can be settled into two categories, then, the transferances of energy would be that of positive/negetive exchange. The individual human perception of experience rides infinately upon the derivative of the same positve/negetive energy. Therefore, the determination could be that the universe consists only of energy: positive/negetive; however, the balance is not a gaurantee.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

N 29*26.795' W104*11.128'


A Redford, Texas Landscape

The two Sides to a Man

Like a card, or deck of cards.
One is covered by a numeral, the other a picture.
Which is worth more?
Or are they the same?

Why would one choose to have two blogs?
Two identities? WhY? Yete.
Yete.

One, No more is needed.
One makes things alright.
One for writings and posts.
For pictures. Goodnight.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

The Realm of the universe is two demensional.

As described in the foundations of mathematics, our uiverse is composed of two plains. Each plain coexising within a space known as time. Time is a set line.
Of this line are four languages of mathematics, yeilding two properties. Each property is equivilant to that of the magnet. Magnetism wields only two poles.
Positive and Negative

Monday, January 12, 2009

Awww Hell

Side of the Road

I've been stuck in a ditch on the side of the road refered to as depression. It's big time. Where the hell does it come from. I figure it's the onslaught of years of alcohol and drug abuse that I may or may not have experienced in the last twelve years. See, I was on my way to greater things when suddenly I drove straight off a cliff. Needless to say, I wrecked out hard and have been cripled ever since. Funny thing is, when I was little I got sick a lot; My dad nicknamed me "Cripple-Creek". This crippling is more spiritual than physical. Near as I can tell it's the coming of the greatest reconning a man will ever face. Sieze a dream. There's only two ways to go. Anyway, this is just thoughts from the side of the road, therapy of sorts.
See ya later.