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JTK’s Dream Diary – March 16, 2010 Bright white beams of light shine off similarly colored walls, contrasting with the grey green rubber mud of the floor and the machines as last call is called in this letdown fitness center of my dreams. I scurry, as seems normal procedure, through a small square tunnel lined […]

The record pauses and skips and emits a note it was never meant to play, forcing us into that fleeting groove, closed over, a neutered consciousness waiting for another odd, crackled gasp that may never come.

Schweinsteiger n: an archaic title of Germanic origins given to the the member of a small village, town, or community whose job it was to fuck the pigs. Although not as well known as Shoemaker or other such occupational names, Schweinsteiger similarly became an expedient last name for many pig fucking immigrants arriving in their […]

We hear a muddled voice, speaking in rhythm and de facto secrecy, repeating…memorized lines…a religious act…or an act of mild mannered madness. Blues and greys fading to black fill the blanks of the walls, a small white bed somewhere in center. A Victorian nonchalance hangs in the air as it does in her hair, brunette […]