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Strange Writings on the Wall of Electronic Impulse
MySpace URL:
http://www.myspace.com/kuroitsuki
Strange Writings on the Wall of Electronic Impulse's Interests
General
Fashion, Music and every variable way of involvement in it, Drawing, Painting, Sculpting, Poetry, Yoga, knitting, crocheting,reading, tern, tern, tern, the pages
Music
As most people I work with would say, I listen to only the most elitist music: Tool, Radiohead, Godspeed You! Black Emperor, FischerSpooner, Peter Gabriel, Anticon, Themselves, The Smashing Pumpkins, Billy Corgan, Bjork, Tori Amos, The Velvet Underground, Kylie Minogue, Violent Femmes, Sigur Ros, Pocket for Corduroy, Ent, Dusty Brown, Tycho, Minus the Bear, Nine Inch Nails, Mogwai, Turbonegro, Helio Sequence, Fugazi, Husker Du, Ben Harper, Imogen Heap, Frou Frou, Cat Power, Pink Floyd, Gorillaz, Grandaddy, A Perfect Circle, Aphex Twin, Garbage, Madonna, The Mars Volta, The Smiths, Sunny Day Real Estate, Bad Religion
Movies
The Cell, Memento, Ghost in the Shell, Akira, Pulp Fiction, Silent Hill, The Machinist, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Perfect Blue, 28 Days Later, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Television
Pish Posh
Books
Jorge Luis Borges, Franz Kafka, Rainer Maria Rilke, Marcel Proust, Dave Eggers, Hafiz, The Artist's Way, Liber Null and Psychonaut, Umberto Eco, Bret Easton Ellis, Bhagavad Gita, Jeffrey Eugenides, Albert Camus, James Joyce, Neil Gaiman, Hermann Hesse, Fyodor Dostoyevsky,
Heroes
The Great Goddess Kali, but I call her mom!, Maynard James Keenan,Shiva
oh look another picture of mom!
Also worthy of note: Bob Mould, Ian Mackaye, Freddy Mercury, Rob Halford.
Strange Writings on the Wall of Electronic Impulse's Blurbs
About me: I remember once being asked by a pair of strangers, what if somebody has all the answers? Naturally he makes no such claims himself, but his followers, whom are legion, do. His words and actions resonate with all that is harmonious, correct, proper. One might ask how it is that his knowledge expounds and the answer is simple, he has created a blog, yes a blog within which he dissects a subject matter for the hour or day and merely states his thoughts for all to see. You see we have been following him for quite some time and we had our doubts at first but after careful scrutinization we have determined that he is genuine , the real thing, he is known as the Rob. All that we ask of you is that you go to this particular URL which we have written down hitherto and see for yourself the true answers to all things. You may contact us through this email address to inform us of your personal account of the events that ensue from this point forth................................................................................................................................
"That's funny," he thought, "I don't remember locking the door."
He tried the door handle once more, locked. "Damn! Didn't bring my keys. I guess I'll have to call a locksmith."
"Can I help you?" came an apprehensive voice from the other side of the now partially opened door.
"Uh...do I...know...you..?"
"Apparently not, but I know you."
"I live here."
"I'm sorry but you do not."
"Hey who're you trying to fool?! I've been living her for the past year and a half--"
"In fact I couldn't tell you what you've done since we last saw each other. There you stood as you are standing now, painfully confused, saying that you were me and that you live here in my house. Is that my mail? Honestly, man, I don't know how you're able to get into my mailbox, I'll be taking that. Thank you. I'm calling the police now, goodbye."
As the man shut the door, it was to pounding fists when he remembered what a painful experience it was for him the day he went out to get his mail, and found that somebody else lived in his house when he came back.
Who I'd like to meet:
Robbing a bank with the power of Metal!!!
Call me, dude. Srrsly. I am going to Sacra-demento on Friday morning, 8/15 to do my banking. Josh will be driving up after work around 5pm to meet me for a night out on the town. You should join us if only just for the free ride. XO, btw call me, Jeronce~
Never, nerver post such a bad picture of me where everyone can see it ever again, son. I beseech you. I love you, but damn. Baaaaaaad picture of me. And Zach looked like a fucking heroin-chic Calvin Klein ad. Negative.
blaaast....i was hoping it would have been some sort of cat you drew. I'm going to visit my parents in the quiet prairies of saskachewan, boring, but country life will be relaxing..for four days...i was supposed to have already been there since wednesday but i stayed for the weekend so I could go out...and I regret it because I just got accidental ugly drunk and remember nothing. everclear fucks you up. dont let anyone tell you different....how are things with yooou t2?
Must be on account of my face. I tried the cream, but all the children still run away screaming when they see it. You still know that doctor guy you told me about?
Aw! It's Metal Heart. I love you, you are my beloved little brother and there isn't an ouce of sanity I posess that cannot be somehow attributed to you. To those out there reading this, know: Thomas is the shit, now and forever. And he's MINE! Just kidding...kind of.
YADDIDI THOMAS! I MISS YOU! WHAT THE HELL! WHY DONT YOU EVA PHUCCIN COME BY TO SAY HELLERR TO ME ANY MORE?! ARE WE NO LONGER BITCHEZ! :) I JUST CAME BY TO TELL YOU I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU, SINCE I SEENT YO LIGHT ON! OH YEA! IM PREGNANT! BY A 38 YEAR OLD FATHER OF 4! I PHUCCIN ROCC!
