Monday, 31 December 2012

RESOLUTIONS




Mother Therese`s day has always been the last of the year
and here we are on here fifty fifth with millions of beans and neverending circles
we are here in the middle of a house belonging to no one, coming from a house belonging to everyone

the tongue is growing and the cheezecake is beautiful. song is sung in swedish cus its catchy. pill is swollowed and may help for the new mornings general feel if for no smaller tongue. laughter is blended. lesbians and legs. tofuline!

teachings on the phone on how to smoke a pipe back in the days/ forever
3 stuffings with the tobacco, 1st with a babyfinger, 2nd with a ladyfinger and 3rd with a manfinger

the party is a gaaaaathering of the clean and the dirty and sourroundings have changed from crispy glitter winterland to water world with decorative lighting to this day of blades of glory. Pauls morning alarm is ringing and we realized we made it in time. Remembering the love and hate of twozero onetwelve, we take with us new knowledge into the last possible minutes. We now know that our liquids that have been taken away from us in airports was turned into window washing fluid.

13 must be great. we deserve no less. we crave for greatness and we will take our paradoxical resolutions into the future. u might go down with it. babes be warned

Thursday, 18 October 2012

WANTED

In the drawing moment I was in a state of the ungifted, but I promise to never forget your face

Monday, 15 October 2012

BROTHER OF THE HEART: PAUL

One of the biggest hearts

A Paul of many talents

Of the best talks and great true stories

Paul is a HURRA everyday

I thank you and our Love Charl for the best times in the happy pool of hyper empathy

The words do not look like the thrills of this great Paul on this day of TRE og NULL, But I`m in the pool now and I can see Paul here feeling the greatness of Celebrations and Bicycles 

I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU



STEPPIN UP THE OLD GAME, AS WE PASS MIDNITE, ITS GRUNDY DAY!

Friday, 12 October 2012

Bride of the Lamb

THIS JUST HAPPENED:


They rang my doorbell this Bossy afternoon. Neither my freakish outer open love for everything subjectively immoral or my naked baby freak-feet scared them away. Their message had many names (but not a confident amount of English words to describe it) from a silver bible with the important sections marked in blue and yellow.

If I know our Holy Mother

Our female also great God

That God is more than one

The water of the spirit from the Lamb is needed

My mind was blurred with thrilled disbelief, but my heart was open to their sweet smiles of missionary light. All I could do was to answer their questions with new questions resulting in them informing that they will bring a Swede from Stockolom on Sunday. I can see it now, I can see that my mind and heart along with my body will be away from home.


Is this sharing mean? Perhaps, but they need the water of life and by listening I  might have given them a sip.

Friday, 5 October 2012

countries within a country


U ARE IN LONDON, ENGLAND, GREAT BRITAIN (had to google the spelling lol and ended up reading almost a full page on  UK GEOGRAPHIC ISSUES) The diverse history of England, Scotland and Wales has led to very different cultural traditions; The Scots and Welsh have right to feel aggrieved whenever the term 'English' is used wrongly, to mean all three.
Countries within a Country - The United Kingdom


SITTING ON A BRITISH ISLE OR ARE U BACK HOME ALREADY? I AM IN BERLIN, GERMANY and i am sitting here balancing the unsteady kitchen table, just ate mushrooms, resting snuslipped looking at the stormy weather thinking i must face it and find someone to fix my camera that broke down in GDANSK, POLAND.

DISTANCE, TIME, HANDS, ADRESSES

ZEN FILMMAKING AND SCOTT SHAW
















WILL I HOLD YOUR HAIR FOR CHRISTMAS?


Tuesday, 25 September 2012

WHEN I WAS MISSING YOU IN APRIL


April 2nd, 5 am, Malmö computer room

Hope I remembered to tell you

It was also the deadline for the future of Ihra Lill as artist

And my father`s birthday

Take care on the roller road, baby

P.S. Mother Therese says that they had to leave Gdansk really early this morning after a way too early night, but she hopes to see you soon.

PPS. I miss you. Internet is not the same without you.

PPPs. Hello Sweet Pater Joseph

Tuesday, 18 September 2012

THE BIKE FRY AT BABY



SO FRESH AND SO GIFTED

I LOVE YOUR MUSCLE BEEF BABY

and that goofy guy in the back too


Like boredom, this “unconditional” of loves might not exist. To figure it out, I will need examples. It doesn't have to be too specific about you or someone else, because love is or could be easy when found.


I love you because you smile when I smile (or you smiled first)
I love you because your sentences can be either too long or too slow or too fast or too much
I love you because your body does not look like mine, you look strong, capable, hungry
I love you because if you hurt my feelings, or sometimes pride, my jaw aches
I love you because you never say the sentences I already planned out in my mind.
I love because you have changed my mind a hundred times.





Saturday, 15 September 2012

MALMÖ NOW: TRAVELING HEARTS

Can you see yourself inside of us? So much action inbetween the breaks. Got words, ain`t thinkin`.





Wednesday, 15 August 2012

GAVEBORDET

TAKK

ALL TODAY FOR THE ILLEST LILL APOCALYPSE

har masse videoer på norsk også, kontakt meg om du er interessert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!drita aleine for dette;DEG
I WANTED TO HAVE THE MAIL COME ON TIME BUT u know it s not even ready I WANTED TO WRITE U THE NICEST BDAY BLOGPOST BUT U ALREADY DID LAST YEAR I CAN JUST EXPRESS MY LOVE AND CELEBRATION WITH MY ONLINE BODY


Monday, 9 July 2012

CAN YOU HEAR THE MUSIC

And can you believe that Malmö town has Eurovision song contest but no red cabbage?

Keyboard is up

But where is the natural talent

Inside you inside me, I guess

Today an Observer on crack or holy water high fived me by the graveyard and I wanted to kill him with an ax, but he was American so I forgave him. This consistant tone when writing will hopefully disappear when autistic Christopher (Now paranoid on a train to London) is read through. Im worried about what Ulysses will do.



Baby. Please read me a story next time we meet. From the middle of a book, if you want.

Monday, 25 June 2012

yes its still going on where u been? the continuing of needy omar bdayfestival 2012 no shame bananafly is taking place tonite in the dirty south of bæsjeberlin kicking of pricy hemmingways at bellman before the itchiban multikultisex roomhopping sing ur heart out desperat stemning velkommen!
ALTSÅ TONITE 25JUNI2012


Friday, 15 June 2012

T GIFTING THE GIFTED LOVE ALLWAYS OMAR GIF

HERE is the first thing, I think it is free and mostly for me but all for love and happy gadgets

Sorry about the EYE and let`s hope you do not yet qualify as a celebrity at the DNB. Love = money forever. See you in 23 hours. The big words are not here now, but trapped in a brain somewhere here or inside you inside me.

(The flies are everywhere. To compencate, I picked the right moment for the prettiest kid ring 5 krones can buy)

THE NO SHAME BDAY4OMAR-FESTIVAL HERE WE GO GO GO WHERE ARE WE!

Friday, 18 May 2012

2062

PSEUDONYM

I am similar to, but distinct from a secret identity. I am not the lesser of a person. When beeing a pseudonym, one is adding whom and what one wishes to be. In my case it is about trying to contain pride and fear at the same time in a continuous hunt for thrills and the impossibility of boredom.

DEAD

When leaving this world, traces left behind is not enough; there is a need for a legacy. I am reversing the grave, keeping the possibility of resurrection open. There is no such thing as an everyday object. I am leaving my sentiments behind.

DEAD PSEUDONYM

If you are reading this, it must mean that I have passed on to greener pastures or somehow been blinded by ultimate truths. In this case you should feel free to steal what you like from my essence. I hope I did not leave you in a cold place.

                                             

                                                                             LILL APOCALYPSE

Monday, 14 May 2012

THE WILL OF AH


                                          

                                                

                                                   ON THE ROAD ¶ ON THE ROAD

The will of LILL APOCALYPSE is giving it away before its time. Every rule should be broken before sleep during sunny day and cleaning of mold before visitors 

Thursday, 10 May 2012

why posten why

TENK AT JEG ELSKER POSTEN TIL TROSS FOR AT DEN BEHANDLER MEG SOM EN HORE. DEN UTNYTTER OSS DEN KNULLER OSS I HODET OG SPYTTER OSS I ANSIKTET MENS VI LIGGER NEDE.

POSTEN, JEG GAV DEG ALT, PAKKER OG BREV, MIN TRO OG MITT LIV, HVORFOR POSTEN ER DU SÅ SAKTE

Monday, 7 May 2012

SEEKING COMFORT

FINDING YOU. INSIDE THE INSIDE. NOT DEEP. JUST LOVE. 97 BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL

Wednesday, 4 April 2012

figure

cldpla n h cap ad. sa n h fac js pkd p m bakfas. kahla n h cff. bsh accns. and h hs  mss .

Monday, 19 March 2012

TA `T LUNGT



I WOULD LIKE TO THANK YOU AND ALL FOR THE LOVE AND OTHER THINGS


Wednesday, 7 March 2012

surp

cowgirl with the indians its kicking in so bad
every month the same old war but last time it went mad
thought that i would die so i called up my doctor g
he said just come over ill prescribe u what u need

at the doctors office i sat down and he was cool
said hed give me years supply cus i looked like no fool
i said thanks and walked out with prescription in my hand
years supply my ass i thought next weekend would be grand

crushing up those pills and some hot water in a glass
mix it well and set to cool while resting on my ass
filter out the good stuff trash the paracets away
pour in cup and sprite it up and make my happy day

this way ill be sippin cus i like it when its slow
leaning back no worries before this evenings show
nothin that can bother me as long as i keep pink
what was pills to kick the pain is just me and my drink

i be bleeding like abortion when the indians kick in
but to fight their cruel attacks i be better off with gin
or whatever left of booze in fridge and ibux on the side
while my pinker pills prescribed ill save for kicks with my bride

Monday, 27 February 2012

Lars vs Leth vs VLC vs Svett vs På Nett (NB: 5:01)


Sent at 12:11 AM on Monday
me: det føles ut som om jeg
sitter på vitnebenken, eller hva
det heter på norsk, og må legge
fram kunsthjernen min, jeg må
holde på den visjonen, selvom
den akkurat fikk meg til å svette
enda mer
Sent at 12:13 AM on Monday
me: Å DET ER SÅ FINT I
USYNC
PS FINT HÅR
PS PS DEN MÅ PÅ BLOGGEN
stine: ja! men hører du godt nok
Sent at 12:15 AM on Monday
me: Å JA
PERFETKT
HA
" SE HAN NU, SE, DET
PERFEKTE MENNESKE
LAVER FILM"
stine: FOR EN FYR
eller heller FOR NOEN FYRER
me: Å JA
Sent at 12:18 AM on Monday
me: VIL DU DRA PÅ KJÆRLIGHETSFERIE MED
MEG I MIN STUE I SOMMER
NÅR JEG MÅ SE HELE TOR
DE FRANCE? JØRGEN ER
DER OGSÅ. NEI, DET VIL DU
SÅKLART IKKE
stine: hæhæ
Sent at 12:20 AM on Monday
stine: nå skal jeg trekke meg
tilbake litt med shameless
perfekt hjernedød serie for meg
idag
me: DET VAR HØYRØVET
LARS, MEN JEG KAN GODT
SE AT DET VAR VENNLIG
MENT, ok jeg har funnet guller
t
skriver det her først
Sent at 12:23 AM on Monday
me: DU VIL IND TIL SKRIGET
. dU TENKTE "MED LIDT
HJÆLP SÅ KAN VI FÅ
SLUPPET DET UD AV
JØRGEN. HAN ER DEN
SMUKKESTE
Sent at 12:26 AM on Monday
me: FUGL SELV" TENKTE DU
"HAN KAN BARE SELV IKKE
TRO DET
Sent at 12:27 AM on Monday
me: JEG SKAL NOK FÅ ????
HAN PÅ VINGENE
Sent at 12:28 AM on Monday
me: DET TENKTE DU, LARS
Sent at 12:31 AM on Monday
me: OG SÅ GAV DU DIG TIL
AT DIRIGERE
Sent at 12:32 AM on Monday
me: OG NEDLA FORBUD PÅ
FORHÅND
Sent at 12:33 AM on Monday
me: FOR AT AVLEDE, FOR AT
GENNOMBRYTE MITT
PANSER
VI KUNNE FOR EKSÆMPEL
AVLEDE JØRGEN VED AT LA
HAM LAVE FILM
Sent at 12:36 AM on Monday
me: SÅDAN LAVER DET
PERFEKTE MENNESKE
FILM, SE HAM NU; HAN
LAVER FILM

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

i dreamed of bitches! or the h-whore returning saying it wanted me back bläääääbllää
but also; i was making breakfast and it was either the hotsoupleftover or an egg and it was for the both of us and we were in a hurry because we were taking a plane somewhere and i couldnt decide so i did bot but the egg turned out as a long sculpture looking like a sculpture witch is a duck i made as a kid and i gave it to you and heating the soup i discovered that the kasserole was upside down so the soup was heating on the floor of it and also growing into a weird shape that i could bend and i showed it to you like a partytrick but at the same time we were still in a hurry

i think of LILL APOCALYPSE, I THINK OF CARS

YES. I learned that your dreams will be more vivid if you eat something hot before going to bed. I ate an impossible soup of cayenne pepper and will after hours in quiet but bright conversation with brother holidays go to bed with cats and wait for it (ps dreamed i killed two strangers last night, old ones in a vegetable store, with knife, but that was all on hot toddy and no food)

Sunday, 19 February 2012

DOG ATE

Just ended the book in the bathroom with the water running. We did not talk about the bloody and black t-shirts of bugs, the white horse not stepping on Neals head not in a dream, the dog eating the ending and the ending being what it was, meaning age and limitations. Here I am sitting in the white bright computer room, covered in white paint, even on wedding ring, opening mail, writing emails, missing objects for shelves - used water container, dirty pale coloured taights (for man), scull and shot gun, fish bowl with bubbles, ski mask (crime hat), marihuana pin (white), Danish pantelapp (Ronni, could you get me one?). And looking for 15 more of those relevant memories. No time for thinking and reflecting yet, maybe later. I have stopped drinking, but plan to start again big time and for real when soul is in need and that needs to be soon. Writing two texts at once (and this and that other one). The big one about everything and the smaller true fiction story that might make the character angry (but it`s not like we are going to talk about it until the weather is too hot for problems /talking anyway). Many conversations needs to happen while driving. This is an important point when writing in mentalbleed today. We need to drive more soon. And we will never go to Mexico, right? I am missing lovers in London and missing time and missing the time that is needed to do whatever is wanted whenever I want it. But that is not relevant because we are learning that someone knows time. This was it for now, even though it does not seem to be stuck in the words like I imagined. It is also like I never want to read another book again and also every book in existence. Just enough sleep and sugar. I think of Stine Omar Midtsæter, I think of Stine Omar Midtsæter.



Tuesday, 31 January 2012

Quick, Follow





I need to write this fast to keep it. Follow me. We`re going east soon
TV and whiskey in the right hand, blog, blue ocean beauty newness, lost art love of today and
post- laughs with tears on book in bathroom. Slurk til
Have to sleep within next eight minutes to make it, but busy with Neal and Jack in the back seat yelling YESYESYES, Neal banging fag in hotel room (legs up) with Jack believing it from the corner then driving, being Bill B., not listening to TRUCK TRUCK ! wHAT nEAL. TRUCK! slurk til
In 1949 they washed their teeth, baby yass yass yeass! I`m not gonna make it by one, so to believe and give give give din tordenstorm, here`s the new best blue all one more time, before the best insane in the brain from back in the day.



Wednesday, 11 January 2012

LES I HÅNDA

WHEN SLEEPING FOR 15 HOURS AFTER NIGHT SHIFT

DREAMING OF THE HORSES AND PARENTS IN WHITE PUSHING THEM TO THE GROUND SO THEY TURN INTO ASHTON KUTCHER AND A FINNISH PRINCESS

YOU WERE SITTING ON A BLANKET ON THE GRASS WITH THE SUN IN YOUR EYES
WE DID NOT LIKE THE PUSHING, THE TURNING OR THE NAKEDNE SS

Jimmy Durmody when thinking about his parents