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hitler n expressionism and jesus word



And excess


And now...i relieve in being received in a wonderfull simple kind human way

A contradiction to isolation n introversion

Simply visiters to look at a serious work intent.

Its been realy successfull..on lots of plain levels. But helped me see practice and inner n outter

The need and act of service of the art n heart as unfolding social ..flow.

My mission remains the same.

But i feel more connected and have a sence of context.

Its just shareing..and one personal skill met...artists are real

That sensitive complexity is human

It needs articulating

As poets

And all social arts workers do

Sure theres career n all that.


Its the heart...opened expanded and shared

Of course hearts are dangerous terrain

But also divine

So what ya gonna do?

Thanks for helping and includeing me.. If you visited..

Art doesnt need th artist hovering around

Good work should be haunted by th maker n vapours of consorts he entertains


Being all 18th century n open studio

Is liberating...

Its quite difficult living in culture isnt it. With people.

non th less art is the bridge to the experience of active spiritual intent

heres a artist talking bout it below! click the thingy

magnificence is certain as threasholds emerge

of course i dought if your state will endorse that...

augmented realitys and what have you as synthetic neral encasemet caul of containment..traps

Non th less

I think Im gunna be A MARVELOUS WELL ADJUSTED Georgus Rabidly ridiculous artist of splendor Wen i grow up

A bit of krill lapping against the rockS

Sifting th ocean for bits of ambrergris.


Are the mothership

The language carryer

The insurgant device


cultural agent

see art begins as nothing is wounded abject and terror entrained..

authority paracites you away from yourself repeatedly

till you forget

but art knows the real self never forgets..fights even.

so what is art?

a mirror of the dynamic of self conscious echo chamber and limit and boundry to sublime and transpersonal

a bird painting obviously!

something we all agree on..hmmmm






anyway....the spiritual and art and the politic of knowing ya self and acting in the world

and believeing in a future

responsable to your opwn potential ...however robbed that was in your debt prison fear suburb monocult


in equity even

defineing the true value in sick systems

be well





and kind...


mistakes and shifting attitudinal flux vectors eh..still human

arts reflexive...and probably the cognitive revolution of self healing and integreated whole sysytem complexity...learning to drive the wet ware

dare to experiemnt..arts the lab..and experiemnt and language and tribe of one

and revelelation and saint tyrant sinner and angel

were all of it

but you have to practice to know.

and information is useless unless knowledge and hopefully wzdom are applyed.

and you cant legislate that..ya have to live it.

its not entertainment ..human suffering.mental violence. torture. addiction. suicide. poverty. perpetual stress. eating disorders. the whole bloody drama of trauma in our farm plantation stress controll experiment corperate game.

them kiwi kosy koreros arent fashionable art news.

but are kiwi realitys

the burdon of the practicioner and the wounded is finding a way of being true to all of it while acturally being able to progress in a sterilised culture of class denial and adults that echo the oppression they encountered in ignorance and complaicency even. of course were not all working poor desperate broken homes with chronic issues

alot are mainstrream adjusted functuonal people..

how th hell does art cross boundrys...oh i can hear the call of aroha and head scarfs and spiral tatoos...maybre just be ya self ..and stop attaining to some mythic idea of universality mauybe each has to straddle the gap and challange in there own life..

but in effect the soul is the same point we have and heart at accessing the data..

introversion and process of metaboliseing..synthesiseing and [projecting

this is cuylture at work

and arts function

and god damn it it is holy ground

and this life is sacred

and we are responsablie personally to the past and future with everyhting we are.


shpoyuld be in controll of that and make our own mistakes and mutations..

its duty




Posably even allowing ya self to be..that shapeshifting persona matrix all stinky n beuatifull thorny n flower puffed exaltant compost cosmic star fart you

Day of th newspaper article

One person in tday fer 5 mins. I danced to tool.did a scribbly intence drawing..blurbled in this post too much

Returning back to art.

That scribbly intence drawing as case in point.

A field of rythmic pounding to music..LOOP QUANTUMN GRAVITY EH!

Rubbed out like raushenberg

Re done...going for echos of old..

Over over..ghosting

Centralised...and fields of movement


And narritive awareness changeing as the doing does...heart connecting to sound as pencil hits desk on paper..echo like drum

Your in the meta space now..its preyer

Action becomeing meaning

Mark accrues.

I can only be the meaning im hopeing to impart. Not absence n futility. That has a definite meaning too. Maybe im in the underworld Maybe thats dunedins gift to the world soul

Metaphor matabolised poem spaces inbetween possably to write in

Fall voiced in gaps..

Juxtipose a ideology as a frame for a display...

Like ethnic tourism

Searching for the real..when its already been stolen.

Im fixing my duvet cover thing

Garys corrective surgery

Tactical strike verbal gym service speaking. How may the team assist you today honey?

The unexamined life


Aint werth living

As a guy said in greekland.

Were all in a shifting cultural makeover

Were all in a existential conundrum

Culture propped up by corrupt banks money laundering drugs human trafficing

Systemic banking corporate corruption

Based on our wee million doller mortgage slavery...

Brave new world gangster facism by royal decree


Thats just nutty artist talk. What a nutcase.

The gifts of constant vaulnerability

At the hands of the unwell ..and preditory malevolent even....

Oh i like colors..and for gods sake!!!

Th goddess sent me judy

Judy! The ex gifted kids writing teacher who does tai chi

Judy with th little dog

Judy who buyed a paper work

All raveing nong dark spurts

Of exhausted dude in marginal cultural futures

Says Placated by the breast of the babyBoomers kiwi art Fetish.

The quiet wee nurtiring attention..Transactional maybe

Ill do some more like that and well see if you like any when im done.

Oh bob marley!

Buffalo soldier


The neighbors are blazeing

Skinny gingernut razin it up!

Dreadlock rasta

In th heart of the carribean..

Ahh yes.

Forgive me lord for mocking my neighbor

reporting to th screetching haradin on th phone who cackles.

A good friend who shares a chuckle about it all

Oh dear..

Leisure suit

A bit of fluff wifting out.

Serious buisness of whackingthe bush out th back

Damn meadow out there.

About t go up in flames!

She claims she needs that wife

The mute asexual one from the philapenes

Have you read mein kampf she asks?

Were on a watch list now she says..

Any more mutterings about your pussy i say

I resent it she cackles riotously..

Ooops slipped into th instagram ego

Ill be rob garret accidently posting the nude selfie and takeing it down when he realised what hed done next!

Things to aspire to...

I said smegma at her and she synical talked about chopping up people the youth do putting them in suitcases..while playing at strangleation sex

I dont want to be in th world with people who watch torturous porn..and enact it!

Dehumanise everybody..its gross!

Turn the thing off!


Whole internet turn it off i say!

I never speaking to you again

You spend too much time hideing behind mummys skirt you horrid little man.

Theres th day gone its 5pm.!

None of us know if were relevant to anyone the workplace..attention..

Career worth ..purpose.

Weve all fears of the future..if we dare the think about it at all.

Its just so much easyer to not be present

Opt out in perpetual distraction.

"Hoi yoi yuh....hoiya yoi yuh...hoiyoiyoiyoiyoiyayoiyah....just a Bufffallo Soldier....RRRAAAARRRRRR!"

Cos legal recreational drugs will dramaticly increase our educated masses and form a great backbone to manufacturing in nz


We all want hope..

A reason to be.

Received usefull

Spoze i fill that space in makeing and am quite shocked when it realy isnt nessesary to any construct outside myself.

Still trees falling in th forrest and

Consentual performance hysterics in classic templates of seasoned humanitys recent historic frontage

Sitting with my own over serious intent of addressing certain works with david poems and correlating some natural overlap.....

A cultural myth meem that doesnt matter to anyone?..

does to me..Continues to aswell.

If i was part of some order of monastic tradition..where meaning n purpose were needed..and there was a creator that we were part of..

In service to


Embedded fractal conscious wave carryer

Dynamic unfoldment..points

A lesser self anquished at the edge of absoluteisms void...echoing information n energy back to itself on the surface of faces less attention span nano pulse

Micro wave synapse augmented memory induction


Post show crash glamour..wanting more meaning and purpose .

Potential un needed. ..wee miopic snags of false tricks of lesser doughts

The usual.

Its one lesson and upgrade at a time. Steps to temple Integreated. Bong bong bong bong bong bong Its six.

And my Slow lessons one dumb nieve retro step at a time

Now you could do th exam...

And autopsy even on the examined life

Being worth living

On your own terms

Be true

And still definitely not be living a authentic life..the camera -book -type -lodged firmly in ya head..a archilogical burrowing into concensus trance illusion even

Like a advertorial for culture that matterd that doesnt matter now!

And does

And doesnt

And does

And doesnt

So its a narrow edge ledge


Of full vivasection self ENQUIRES and

A little online quiz of product placed magazine trivia

Non th less our owners in plantation do traffic children fer sex well documented it would seem

And corrupt oppression banking criminal cult class abusers..

False flag mass murderers n complicit regeme propaganda puppet leaders we brand identify with in that mumsy authoritive way

is the dehumanized system

Of fear containment cos pschopathy is how we roll in the newzild.

One horse brain

In one horse town gallery colouring in neoliberal brochure of culture class entrainment fantacy frontage

Etiquite only.

No teeth..

Preferrably a pretty woman who sayd the right thing to reinforce the institution that spawnd it

Were all so retarded and conflict adverse

So sanctiond behind bullshit to a brittle economy of shallow nasty shadow and disposability...

If you were a conquored aboriginal

A maori..a celt

A human

There isnt a democracy there isnt a culture..

If ya knew your worth

Would you participate?

Do you know your worth

Whats worth it.?

Dunno im talking in inner loops to myself anyway..

Ahh ned kelly

Te whiti

Sonya davies

Guy fawks?

Do we have a ligitimate culture anymore?

Maybe we had one..

But now its a branding exercise

A academic career

A capitalist desperate scrabble of any attention at all in vacuumes of western decline n narcistic fracturing..a social enginairing plan from on my distains weakness to

Be upright

Be present

Responsable for his own worth n passage here

Think anger n rage are a ligitimate a whole system..

But still weather in a ceasless cycle

In a bubble of atmosphere

On pale blue dot

Doing corkscrews thru time space in magnetic harmonys with heavenly bodys

Hot in th core

As it were

Wet n cold on th edge

Great frozen lumps of rock

Impact like language bombs in

Slow motion evolution pagentrys th year 3094..

Angel wings n glitter pink tutus

Even if Abandonment bashya kid to sleep

In self abnigation force fed marginal platitudes of a deconstructed culture of frontage

As most cant admit its a farce..a illusion

Corrupt crashing inward to a steady state decay ...

Leave th conversation for the crime n torture of other peoples state takeovers to have who aint with th globalist agenda

to have...if ya step outta a uppity poor disenfranchiesed person or a arab not in the pipeline geo political one werld

Groomed fake sanitised lieing complicit shit eating coward cunts

The lot of this totalitarian faciest scheme we sould our soul too

Casino fires corperate war...

This shit is the precurser to some rape buisness scheme.

This is culture..

And people Do the best they can..

Glowing balls of light


But..Id rather be nuts in a insane world

And know it

Than functional in hypocracy.

Statistical surrealism absurdist mantras

Diabolical diatribes..

I do think however the homeless

Are ejected souls from said compromise

  • And art could sleep with mythical animals and not be a evil porn fetish

But rather distopian primal groans of damnd souls wakeing to there divine cosmic giggle ..

Frameing story versus knowledge

The dark light light dark edge and identity of my own corrosive illusion





This is pure speculation

Ive no licence to practice online orphic hiccups pagentry

But self selection seems to work for teen pregnancy and artists damaged goods other peoples respressed selfs dump container transferr weigh station karma smorgaspord drill seargeant

Like like like


Yeah hell yeah!

This miricle i am

This self aware triumph watered by much care and attention

By in from thousands

With alot of drop out privledge..and effort

Constant need of effort.

Attitude adjustment..

Self evaluation isolation broadcasts.

This faculty of art

self learning heroic humble (guffaw)

Constant effort...

Yearning seeking improvement

Heart trained at the possable the aesthetic of potential....image


And process

Self entangled object secretion



state and ..

Returning to mixtures of authority

And vaulnerability power and embarrassment

Threat damage

Hope and love...


Fear failure fool service

Stilled in th absolute of this existence thing...HAPPENING US

The glory of the bigger sOulscape in the mesh

The other world..we're within frequency of

The fabrics warp n weft of

In scales climates

Dimentions in meat computer holographic manifold consciousness field

The cosmic ecology!

Well this is a disjointd rant and i realy dont care.

Its got merrit in a few parts

And the usual bits of wall padding..

A light that guides..some holes and trap doors.

No retreat no sirender

Yes masm sir mam

.Well i had three visits today


Is humility in service to

Things what are bigger than me

That i forget when my head is wedged up a imaginary friends bum..called art idea attachment aptitude obsession job redundancy caper fool service

Mumble heirophant


Mumble universe ace of cups



Priestess But got cash and a book bout chaps writeing about chaps by a chap. Met a poet who dont show anyone And liased with several academics whom are loverly people of our bygone newzild

And givd a crystal from elora caves and a cartoon book him made Pretty rich pickings fer a spoild stay at home dude..

Support from REAL HUMANS not ghosts

We are not NOT walking around th block talking to ourselfs tupeing this periodicly

Were not!

How dare you inferr


Ceasless glut of confessional monolog

You pervy little side dish widget fetish nipple tugger

I think statisticly in artist vision statements

If you say nipple more..then its going tip the ballance in the cartoon universes favour of you...

Pink roses turn up

You get a new van

And live th dream you set up for ta self in a tideal matrix of high n low preasure systems. And would hope too to be there for the other

After all thats the point...the art sighn

Terrortpry of introverted self centredness

A intent left to the future..

A need expressed in the now

Like breast milk

Not that i would know

But im always lactating th post title is because a psychologist in a video was talking about it...theres a link below....suppose i can relate...the propaganda of institutional frontage to veneers of colonised psychic and aesthetic..manufactured consent

Class language and etiquette entrainment in the ritual of culture and controll...

Dont be other..or individual...unless its approved...the great promise of expression imagination betrayed in th calculated career backdraft of management heirachys..and lolly minds

Leave maturity to german philosophers

Or greek antiquitys..we want clone farms!

Profit prisons

City council gulags

cowardice of corrupted frameworks realy.

Pretty hard to be in this world and stand upright..there isnt anywhere to exist without being complicit

Or probably adding to it myself.

Its unrealistic to expect a jung

A saint a hero of humanitys potential in a profit farm for owner machines

The operating system language

Temple eduface fiscal ease on in there rodger..oh yeah


Wall speaker

...of course this is dark echos

Of digital vacuumes..and failures of conformity in his own miopia..

Aaark whachagunnado

Make maps of meaning..bleet n twerk twerp warp blurp forms fantisise say stuff for eyes as a faith failure preyer

A wrath n gate

Fate n hate

Kindness with grace

Poop with th scoop..

Loop th goop

Belonging in a childrens culture of invalid fake heros where disenfranchised good people..recognize one another

With what we gunna do resignation .


But..its still true.

Being a sick culture

A victim made for consumption

Homeless in comfy jails

Jobless in autocratic service

Famlyless in neurotic hotbeds of dominance n neglect

Mindless in conceptual ego lipservice strip tees mall ideolog kitset

Is normal in the redundancy of human seeking ....when whats sought is only self service..

Can i inverse a loop

Convex concave escalations

Ok the good news

Theres a cult being formed for you

A script prepared..a hope designed..that lets you live!

Only tho..if you behave..and act the role

Do not deviate..and dont look at anyone on the bus

And have strict oppinions with repression n intollerance to heretics...

Heritics banish themselfs in gi bering hellraiser inpenetrible diatribes!

Theyll never get a opportunity...

Tap tap tap on th wee device

Im pathetic toilet splatter has a extra strong bleach after burn

Bit thin on th jesus part..

I mean th only hope our story emparts is

Were built on lies

We will go to space

Become a g. e. robot in a hive you have no power in.after they collapse the currancy

Hmmm great story.

Am i wrong?

Im spozed to as artist tell you about ceasless whirlpools of cosmic code entangled potential of transdimentional perpetual organism..

The full promace of becomeing

Fully human


Maybe i do..?

Or skin shedding snake

Compostable homebirther as one sacred larry said

But monet did some big cosmic waterlillys

And vermeer did a milkmaid that made me cry

And i dont think madonna is a virgin.

Th cat was licking her bum twat complex before I tryd to get you a image..but was too slow

Oh ok i got th jesus part of the lecture.

Well..! Dealing with depression in post human times is in effect doing th spade werk fer jesus!

Serving th true..even if im a beshadowed clown at least attempting to look outside th cave of shadow..


In that to feel

Be open n vaulnerable is to birth new perspectives in the cascade of mirrors of a broken psychic system.

Aka new nzild my self my mother.

Then dad as th bible faciest skitz of course


Oh great teachers of my whanau

Oh lesser deightys of my shame vanity pride


Being some corperate logo of divine self

Timeless totality beyond form and name

Get me?


If you desire a life time subscription to these highly entertaining lectures takeing subscriptions for devotees only.

Itll cost your first born male child..

For life.

As it did me when i signed up 47 years ago.

Hi im home again.

Met this guy on the street..kicked to th curb

Thats a picture of me in pyke valley after a big 35k tramp in one 16 hour day in bog n getting lost. Found.fording rivers at night mlarky.

Praises to th orange triange!

And i dont mean scots minge.

Never realy know how to present in process ..shareing the complex of self investigation..if its even appropriate..

The convolutions of esteem n self approval..professional intent

Blah blah blah

..the openess and flexability of the whys n wherefors..

All th things ya need a full time shrink for..

Un met needs..transmuted to other surfaces articulate begging attention too.

But stand in a dimention of there own too


Backtracking..and just work.

When the physical stuff finishs

Th mind stuff goes on.the person is still there...needing a objective reality anchor.

So are we beutifull with the problems? Huh!


In articulatable in the complexity acceleration manipulation..

Non the less...fantastic..dramatic conteadictory tradjic comedy...its all been noted before.

The human point of evolutionary threshold?..

Is that science..leading th flock?

Or the inner development of thousands of years ..i mean..when was existential mystic political technical leisure experience ever so widely accessable in human history.

Now energy and population stresses..


Anyway..just the big picture realy

Where its at..its to

BE part of that

Whens a art practice public or personal social or private...i mean part of the thing i think is that art needs to be more generous in th personal..not mearly iconogrsphic or stylistic technique base. Its shared human soul fer gods sake..

Not a lawyer golf party...the sanctiond the state the taboo. reality controll, fiction

We perhaps conquer the world by getting to the next plane of existence within And th view changes.. Then we descibe it.

Acturally done a bloody good job "curating" the house show.

Sticking to brief. Works made in australia when david wrote sonnets for them..

And my responce in paper series and banner works and canvases.

Pretty balanced aswell.


Ceaseless faffing.

Weirdly enough th main work the mural hasnt been a issue at all

Its the rest thats been diabolical with hooks n triggers for myself.

But one else would show em in dunedin so i am! And there good too.

Theres a ethos there thats true.

In synthesis of method meaning and ..the hardest part

Experience in the work.

Experienced..intuited felt picked up apon disolved fractured adheared condenced made.

Done alot of censoring editing aswell in the house

The nagging knaw of paranoia of apparent over shareing the big child need

At the expence of the deeper

All in a echo chamber of one course.

And a phone...fkn blog post mania

Oh needs of shareing..bad human.

Spoze what i keep finding is under the crust in what inevidably becomes a existential melodrama of art philosophical depression research..(short video) is this post colonial neo liberal self ghost echos that theres a conflict with the culture im trying to dialog with..and my self.

The colony thing. What we are. What i am.

Think thats why for me the archaic prehistoric deep grooved mythic of our physical animal on planet..seems to be a trueist kind of sentiment to adopt as discourse.

Thats what we are under the civilisation candy coating.

Ritual and majic and myth and story


Chanting and dance.

This was lived media..of reality and

State change ...

So im pretty adament about a ethic of what i need to do in that vein..have been doing.

Would like to guide that to preyer

To essence realy.

Not any particuler denomination..

Just...intent. to connect in to the highest capacity

And there in lies the mystery too

For what is it of us that experiences that expansion..? In heart knowledge.

Physchological stress n emotional Suffering and integreation of the process...relief and comprehension

Some one said the difference between wizdom and knowledge is experience

Ones book learning

Ones experiential doing..

Suppose its the terrain.and like a difficult potentially dangerous tramp..the challange is the point. Some fitness and being totally humbled by the stresses.

Which in turn..motivate the works articulation in future..

Its the call of the development of the greater..the way self perception is a fundamental part of the universe experiencing itself as me...thats like meister eickhart saying

Get a bit haunted in exhaustion

Old works

The integreation of stuff..underworld SHADOW

The works a map ..and its humbling.

Spoze the tendancy to obsession dark over sensitive not th whole person

Light silly and frivilous is as equaly nessesary...the small toon drawings kinda take that voice..wee compositions

Hmmmm a fragment

Thats a bit of one of my kiwi meta m fiscal art toons you know my version of dum...

Minor works...doodles

Ive along way to go to th unrivald experts of th recent upper echlons tho..admittedly

Acturally its a part of a series of Assosiative dipdiks that conversate together. Like poems. small note works that relate together

Cos im doing th big david eggleton responce show eh.

That picture is called

UN wanted kids jenes

Its a painting .

One surpriseing simply renderd black n white over a surface of sewn adheared jeans.

Sometimes the exposure of a work and the desision to stop is made for me

By the starkness of the feeling of organic process.

The language of cause n effect in studio ecology

A implyed narritive..poeteticly .

Off brief of course fer the divine mission

But still...fits in a thorny barb on the tree.

A weepy bit of sap

These become exposures...over time of process..others are more Laboured

With entitys in a longer term...

Different voices

Have different methods.

Were a crystalline psychie of sides

Thanks alot.

Croud goes wild.


Always thort art should be interedting eh

Say something about th place we live

Express our lives...or th art makers life

Seems the algo rythem of manufactured consent has totally inseminated th yoof protocol of anykind of self governing licence of credable force of self permission.

Our queens colony factory farmd domesticated institutionalised ..debt ridden werkaholism cognitive dissonance pc slave plantation.

Me glad me mongrel gene slip thru cracks mad parents

Me glad irish bastard gene

Me glad found some others.

Me keep soul..or atleast flirt with th fucker a bit.

That big drawing is graphitid davids ledgend poem in it

I like that poem...

Its serious..seems to cross time and pull together a deeper need talk about the primeval language and meaning makeing.. GOD

.and be like david does

A collage of image sensoria woven in meta meaning n play with implyed slippery assosiations and image to conclude your own perception

Its especially cool cos its th last one in th book edgeland and my picture is the first too.

Ive been told ledgend isnt spelt that way

But in my bog i can spell any way i please

Spechly cos its called



My country isnt my country..

It seems to have become some offshoot of a faciest brave new world social engineering experiment..with monocultural doubletalk institutional rhetoric facades and management kids factory farmed as widgets..

Tradeing in moralitys human remains as a fadeing remnant of the body we had.

Apparently im to go to sleep

Smile n get along

..develop a good atitude

Dream virtue anti abandonment signposts for tall poppy coward hack fakes...whove traded out of having a soul

Never realy got along at school with th kiwi kids..

What are ya spozed to do with pain?

Ive always made stuff..

Then hurting is illegal too

Must be my fault

I just believed in the wrong things

Followed the wrong storys

Laughed with th wrong souls

Dreamed the taboo dreams

No i didnt

Lots of work to do

Keep doin it

Lotta conquored destroyed people around under the tyranny of this psychic haze

All over the planet

In all times

Its not happy

were not a good species

This is a temporary state

Wasnt ment to last


Were possably more

Possably better

Possably able to acturalise in full totality in forms increadable..

The potential and vacuume

Co exist


Its not abstract metaphysics of th lab

Or text book


Heart data

Felt poems of entangled strangled souls


Around i go



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