Dec 18, 2022
Damn I’m old. 2001 probably? I haven’t played that Ibanez in a minute! #mistermonster #boowop #horrorpunk https://www.instagram.com/p/CmUrZs5PgEp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Damn I’m old. 2001 probably? I haven’t played that Ibanez in a minute! #mistermonster #boowop #horrorpunk https://www.instagram.com/p/CmUrZs5PgEp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Going through some old pictures today and came across a bunch of shots that were taken of Blitzkid’s very first tour of Europe back in Oct. of 2004. Jason was with us on this tour playing guitar- and I’ll never forget how much fun we all had. The first two pics are of Halloween night in Mannheim Germany where we all dressed up like classic German horror movie characters. TB was Dr. Caligari, Rhea M was Knock Renfield, I was Nosferatu and Jason was a very convincing Cesare. I’ll never forget how hard he laughed when by first song- my bald cap broke and my fangs went flying Into the crowd leaving me with only pointed ears and a overly white face. It didn’t help that I was a substitute teacher at that time and my haircut reflected it. I spent the rest of the show looking like a discount bin elf from Lord of the Rings and jason had me all rattled for the rest of the show. Last pic is form a day off we had in Austria visiting castles. I forgot all about this pic but it really reflects a great era. I miss this dude tremendously and remain keenly aware of how fortunate i am to have had a great friend like him. SLAJT. 🍕 #jasontrioxin #mistermonster #boowop #blitzkid #horrorpunk #germany #tour #rockandroll #soldiers (at Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6D0mU0lk2j/?igshid=1itl3so6ormpi
To our friend, @jasontrioxin... We will always remember you as that enthusiastic young man, who was happy to be playing a show, a smile on your face, and your energy was always contagious. Rest in Power...đź’”#jasontrioxin #mistermonster #horrorpunk #boowop #rip https://www.instagram.com/p/BrohPwXF1Vg/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1hxayxc9q7zft
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What's your favorite thing/a positive thing to do when you're feeling down?
that’s a difficult question for someone with bpd, when i feel down, which is most of the time, i’ll do self destructive things. i’m only able to do something positive when i’m feeling ok!! mostly i will write, go for a walk in the park, clean, make food, listen to music (pretty normal stuff but these are positive things for me!!)
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I feel it like breathing. I know its sunny with a light breeze from the vibrations around me. I am not alone. we are many & holding each other. I feel us feeling each other, passing something like tastes, strange information flowing through us like water, or echoes of water. Something moving is nearby - its big & its moving this way. Its human. Curious, slightly excited but energetically positive, amiable. I intend now to perceive as the human…
Here I am, in lightly wooded foothills. The plants in particular seem to be the object of my curiosity. Im kneeling now and opening my bag. I seem to be some sort of scientist judging by the gadgets & notepad. It looks as though I've chosen a specimen. I am attaching some sort of a cathode to the broad leaf of a flowering plant. The cathode is connected to my gadget by a thin wire. Now i don headphones. The sound is chilling. An electronic wail undulates through my ears as my human calibrates the machine. It seems as if the plants reactions to the various stimuli inflicted upon it by this human are being translated into sound. Having just left the neighboring plant for this human body, the voices of the plants are still fresh in my ears - and this ghostly electronic wail is a strange echo, like an auto-tuned opera playing in 8bit from a single speaker submerged in a cavern.
The human harms the plant and the gadget howls. He moves to harm the plant again and I break protocol - sending him halting urges. The plant wails again as if this human's intent was enough to harm it. We begin to sweat, a cold chill runs down our spine & our hairs stand on end. I feel the voice of the plants again, faintly, but in this human body. It flows in like water, but the flow is interrupted & eddies in our belly. I feel the man notice the feeling. He beings to take notes furiously, then stops.
We notice the plant begin to glow. Euphoria vibrates throughout as the plant projects a second form, glowing ghostly. It grows and looms over us. "UR-PFLANZE" he cries out. The second form is energetic and grows brighter & larger until the tip of the leaf with cathode contacts our forehead, through to our pineal gland. Its energy is at once a vibrantly youthful & ancient sensation as perceived through this human body. The base of our spine begins to tap the earth. I intuit the first strange waves of transmutation and retreat to my noospherical vehicle - the nearby plant i came in on - to avoid any direct effects of such transmutational quantum weirdness.
I feel the presence of the man wane from my awareness as i commingle again with the plant. I feel the presence of the man, his mass and his energy reverberate, then dissipate. once again I perceive the flow of undisturbed plant energy, like water - and for a moment, the slightest taste of his salt, as the gadget in his bag hums, warbling.