..."One walks the streets knowing that he is mad, possessed, because it is only too obvious that these cold, indifferent faces are the visages of one's keepers. Here all boundaries fade away and the world reveals itself for the mad slaughterhouse that it is. The treadmill stretches away to infinitude, the hatches are closed down tight, logic runs rampant, with bloody cleaver flashing."
Student ideas. What do you want to learn? How will you improve your English and general education?
He received an offer to be a student in a private school in Laos. 82 days after applying from Nepal. High to low elevations.
She spoke specifics. Grade 7 history. Grade 6 social studies. They need to understand more of the world.
He said, it's a small world. Let's paint it. She said, bring your palette. We provide paints. Students need to understand more of themselves, our small significant way in the world. Yes, we do. Thank you.
He shifted from Cambodia to Laos. A prop jet in clouds.
He sits near the Mekong. Deep, wide and fast. Ride a bike through mud. Delicious. Follow your bliss.
The crazy geniuses at Squarespace just made Earth a safer environment with visual impact.
They added a new dimension.
It can be revealed here for the first time in recent history, like three days ago in the long now, that SS designers, engineers and artists using electromagnetic pulsars from the Large HadronCollider (LHC) in Switzerland have created and released the highest energy-particle slide shows in the web community.
A foreigner put a pile of gold on a table in Laos, turned to the old man squinting through one good eye and said, “I will give you this pile of gold for your daughter.”
“I want more,” said the old man. “Her face and body and heart is Lao. She has Vietnamese blood. It is supply and demand. Business is business. It’s all about user value. It’s about exchange value. No plastic. Cash only. See this machete?”
He waved it in the man’s face, cutting him off.
Nearby, two male tourists hadn’t decompressed. They tried to speak in complete sentences. It was impossible. One started, trying to release sounds, impressive words, phrases, sentences and, like a game of chess, war or conquest wearing stupidity and a clear lack of respect the OTHER one cut him off at the throat with sharp sophisticated annunciation.
A verbal machete.
Frustrated, he grimaced suffering severe brain damage. Short circuit. Transmission lines went down. Thud. Crash. Burn.
In their remote jungle village near the River of Darkness they carved images of their dead.