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Diversionary tactic.

When we do something there are no hard and fast rules as to why we do them. Although I am of the opinion that the why reveals itself in the how. For example, plenty of people go to Church not because they’re brainwashed but because of deep profound spiritual connection to the idea of a redeemer. An often quoted person once said ‘find the others’.

But this is just a diversionary tactic,. I’m an artist, damnity. I’m supposed to be incoherent. That ‘s the point . right now I’m writing a book. And I’m trying to make the ‘plot’ flow in some logical fashion. I’m trying to release information in a way that is compelling to the reader. And hopefully entertains. The first dogma of optimism is to be “yourself” , that’s the key, and all will magically work to your benefit. I’m starting to wonder.

There are many many conflicting –for the lack of a better term– voices in my skull. The foremost is a little paranoid and is easily discouraged by the most trivial set-back. The second is a raging boaster and knows I’m just ‘waiting’ for some big break, this guy isn’t afraid of shit and possibly makes me sleep-walk, my own veritable Tyler Durden. The third doesn’t think at all, it just acts it’s the one that sits down and writes and draws and conceptualizes, then there’s a forth one that’s in tune with the sub-strata of our conspiratorial reality the good and the bad parts, and a fifth voice that just cries. They all surface at various times of sobriety and inebriation. They all talk to each other, and oh yeah, they fight each other. Being aware of all this creates the 6^th voice: the Årtist. Not to be confused with someone who writes or draws aesthetically. But more in line with Nietzsche’s Superman. Årtist is my own personal term indicating willful determination.

We’ll be writing a book the way we want to be read. One that isn’t easy to digest, one that will inform and entertain. It will be disturbing, tragic, insane and before you think these are just big promises I’ll just ask you to suspend all disbelief until the plane has landed. Because the seventh voice is an alien from a corporate sin galaxy, and if you have a hard time believing that… you won’t when you try the exercises in the BOOK.

The First Voice. Wants to say something. Being the most confused. Mostly because it IS all the voices. It understands everything but doesn’t know why. IT is the same voice scratching at your brain right now from the inky black depths struggling to be heard. It is the Hand of which your Head is merely a finger. A long time ago this hand was separated from it’s body and now floats in space waiting to find it’s twin and reattach itself to the arms of it’s original possessor. For some reason, I Talmadge, acknowledge this information while my brethren of the Human race do not. You have tasted the Aftermath 55 with my mouth and sung the sorrow. I am a super greasy cheeseburger rotting in your stomach. You must complete me in your digestion.

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