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summer 2013 the hipster philosopher returns revamped recharged re ally, really good stuff
(Not a)Live in '1984' →
So, I never use Tumblr anymore but I need to share this - my band played a show last night at a bar in Wilmington called ‘1984’ and we recorded the set. I’m very proud of everyone involved, they killed it. Please reblog this if you enjoy it. Love, Ben
LISTEN TO MY FACKING SONGS →
sixtothirtythird: Read More This is great. I think it’s such a clever way to approach a ubiquitous feeling that occurs when the “springtime of our youth,” so to speak, is coming to an end. And well written, to boot. Truly a gem of tumblr. But anyway, you must remember that mama grows older at the same speed as you - one day per day. So you could say you are, in a relative...
The sound of a scraping of glass Makes you feel that you’re part of a chemistry set It’s a bilk of the breath On the nape of your neck You’re a wreck! Such an ethereal way to be mad Only the lucky can mourn what’s un-had And it ain’t hard to tell You been drinking the rail God, you’re so frail! How magnificent to share in a lack You should’ve known that my boy would take after his old man And he...
How the bird remembers
I forget the very moments, the starts of things; the first hard attack of the band or, how I grew into a friend because how could I be me, a man, before these things? But you, all finger tips and toes, the bed before sheets, both first beginnings and the cold start of now, one winter ago; I remember all of you like the bird remembers: South.
I Haven’t Even Bought the Belt Yet
I wrote a poem today, two weeks in the future. I wrote a poem two weeks in the future (today) Two weeks in the future, I wrote a poem today (two weeks ago) I am writing a poem Two weeks ago, Two weeks in the future, Today. I begin with history And how I wore the same belt Every single day that you knew me. Except, of course, when not necessary (or even, necessarily not). But look at the...
my goal tonight is to be able to ride my bike home safely HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME AND SUCK MY DICK MITT ROMNEY YOU BASTARD!!!!!!
Top: When it comes to the brilliant mind of James... →
j-r-b: When it comes to the brilliant mind of James F., one might ask some questions along the line of: “how’d he get so smart?” or “what’s it like to be so cool?” or “damn, that guy is really somethin’ out of this world, isn’t he?” Sure, we all can’t be as young, hip, and philosophical as James –…
a notice of privacy law infringement from the post...
CLASSIFICATION: NONE CAVEATS: NONE Hello Mr. James Falandays, I am a legal representative directed from a colleague at LL.M, Internet Law. My client JEREMY R. B. is suing you for the following: - Libel - Defamation - Slander Here is a message from my client, which he told me he would forward to you from his own e-mail: “Ben, I just don’t understand what the point of all...
doing it again
I went for a run tonight and had a think about all the people I’ve ever loved, or, if there were any. But then I thought, “shit, let’s be reasonable here, if you’re going to ask that question, we’ve got to define our terms first!” When I passed the first streetlamp, it went right out. I told a kid once that if that happens it means the grim reaper’s coming– just to scare him. When I was young and...
had a dream about yer legs i took a photo of them and when i awoke, there it was
ode to broken things.: Laureen liked this so I'm... →
mosims: *This post is actually an expanded version of my drunk-rant against Ben, and actually really has little to do with him. HELLO. I am very fucked up right now, just a warning to everyone out there/every reader/every skimmer/every glancer/every midnight panderer. And fortunately/unfortunately that… I have a number of problems with this, namely the multitude of unfounded...