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Icicle Fire, for NicoI want to be kissed By your cold lips But you are too far awayIcicle Fire, for Nico
I want your nails Down my blackboard Put the chill back in my spine
Your icy warmth Stares back at me Lights my skeleton fire
Sing to me Through the blackness Hold me in your arms As I hold you in mine Return
by *euchrid9
Ghost TrainYou lured me inside With promise of catastrophe A hint of horror But all you had to offer Was the same,tired old rideGhost Train
I can take the sudden bends And the sharp inclines But why must we always ride Your ghost train?
Things jump out In the same tired old way There's nothing here that scares me I'll sit with you as we go round again
But baby Do we have to hold hands? I won't hold your hand On your ghost train
by *euchrid9
Where Angels GoI am drinking in shadow I am dying by the moonlight Where do angels go to die ?Where Angels Go
When it's all over When there's nothing left Where will we lay to rest ?
When my heart's too big to hold And we fit in this world no more Take me where angels go when they die
by *euchrid9
We GiveSome of us Are too alive We need Drink Drugs Depression That we may communicate with youWe Give
We give That others may live We hope you understand
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Supermodel SuicideYour insect limbs Reach out to me No more Death's Swiss Army machete Has re-aligned your features Time's sweeping scythe Cannot be withheld By a surgeon's knife The void of your life Is now fullSupermodel Suicide
Your starvation symmetry Broadened my perspective Now I realise The pictures of famine Are for sexual arousal, Distended corpses In scraps of cloth The ultimate pornographic fashion show
I am told it is wrong To be thus turned on Is it better My object of desire Is a self-made corpse Willfully undernou
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| More photos and snaps can be found at: http://www.ipernity.com/home/euchrid For most (but not all) of my photos, the dimensions correspond to the Golden Ratio, and key features/focal points of the photos are aligned to the Golden Spiral (similar to, but not identical to, the Fibonacci Spiral). The weird artist's comments under most of my pictures are purposefully weird, obtuse and Discordian (and yes, they do often look like spam). Random sentences are generated from a mash up of The Bible, The Necronomicon, Might Is Right, The Principia Discordia, The Satanic Bible, and, Steal This Book. It is up to you to decide whether to treat them as quotes, my genuine comments/opinions, Zen-like wisdom for a new religion, or some kind of weird art form in themselves. I never use Photoshop on my photos; only some home-made scripts and sometimes GIMP or Cinepaint. I compiled/edited the book Poodles in Hell: A Book of Spam, which you can buy/download/laugh at here: http://www.lulu.com/content/1073977 |
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- Current Residence: UK
- Favourite movie: Bad Boy Bubby, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, Volunteers
- Favourite band or musician: Diamanda Galas, Foetus, Frank Zappa, Nick Cave, Current 93, Richard Thompson, Black Lace,etc.
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- Favourite poet or writer: Carlton Mellick III, JG Ballard, Henry Miller, various
- Favourite photographer: Joel-Peter Witkin, Diane Arbus, Weegee, Melodie McDaniel
- Operating System: Linux (Ubuntu Studio)
- Favourite game: Discordianism
- Favourite gaming platform: ZX Spectrum 48k+
- Personal Quote: "Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible." - Frank Zappa
- Website: http://www.euchrid.co.uk
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- Aug 3, 2009 [moving]
- Mar 30, 2009 [away]
- Mar 8, 2009 [random picture of the day part II]
- Mar 8, 2009 [random picture of the day]
- Mar 3, 2009 [random picture of the day for yesterday]
- Mar 3, 2009 [random picture of the day]
- Mar 3, 2009 [bin away]
- Feb 19, 2009 [random picture of the day]
- Feb 17, 2009 [random picture of the day]
- Feb 16, 2009 [random picture of the day]
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