This is not the face to bring peace to the middle east people. All of that has been seriously depressing and i have formed a rather dangerous fatalistic way of thinking. It just seems to me that we don’t have much time left until a major conflict arises and that this time and invasion on US soil seems likely. Every sign that I can think of points there. Even if you are ignorant of all else the soaring gas prices should be a clue that our life style is soon ending. What is exciting about a time period like this is that I think from crisis and strife arises great art. I feel as if we are coming upon an age where we will have to rely on base instincts and methods to convey ideas to people may be reduced technologically. Perhaps this is just a personal desire that I have and maybe living in a desert that has rained for the past 3 weeks straight is effecting my perspective. I do not want to sound like someone on a street corner wearing dirt encrusted clothing and yelling at anyone with unfortunate enough ears that the end is near. I may not be too far away from that guy lately though.

Machine Description


Generators exist in the shell
Of human flesh.
Energy spills through
Pores and orifices in vibrant
Greens and reds. lightning
Shoots down from the sky
In an effort to find one
And just barley misses,
Instead caressing the
Mountain tops in static shock.

Rain is seen from a distance.
It looks like a mantilla
Over stone rock and plant
Life, growing as weeds,
As in a rainforest of
Kapok trees, tall and
Majestic, from what their
Picture describes. perhaps
More like the parasitic
Epiphytes, only growing
From the ground.

Singularly the generator
Stands alone against the
Sky in a muddy purple
Silhouette, head tipped up,
Challenging whatever it
Is that supplies.