Silver Tiles

this has been a spiritual attack from the start: the spiritual creature known as "baboosh" appeared from the start. In an attempt to attack my 5 chakras and prevent me from starting a spiritual revolution. I am the center offspringing as I'd said at the start of the show more equally more more imprtant souls/people/artists. The world exists for artists, we change the astral structure of the world. We decide which way the planet furthers itself, it has been my destiny to further the world astrally/physically through the formation of something solid, a revolution, a picture I've always seen in the center of my mind as what I'm supposed to do. This is the destiny I am now fulfilling through the furthering of the hermetic process I went through @ s.v.a. This is what I've realized through the release in memory/energy through todays battle. Nobody can enter your body or mind unless you let them; but they'll try never reaching the interior. However fortunately I ...

I need the astral energy from T.V. There's something about having the connection to I.F.C./Sundance/Current T.V./H.B.O. on Demand/Showtime (for Dexter/Californication. DO NOT watch censored versions of good shows. This is like watching 'Sex and the City' on T.B.S. You're missing the whole deal. It's like they take the colors of the city and splash grey and dirt on it when they tarnish the art in that way). I miss the television. The need for constantly consuming the energy from my prior L.C.D. leaves me in a situation of madness. I requite the random skip through channels. It's the connection even though i only watch like 4 channels. And I used to watch 'Wallstreet Warriors'. You know what excites me most, when I fucking came to S.V.A. as a freshmen the fucking R.N.C. and protesting that shit was the big too do excitement in N.Y.C. and you'll see like a cheap camera phone photo on one of the forecastmazy photo books of cops with plastic handcuffs. An...

Anyday people had expected me to kernal panic. Instead I found Tabitha which was supposed to destroy me and somehow did something entirely different. I'm getting hit with the little lights and energy shits that across from me on this show. There's astral realms that are created for protection. There may be attacks from Hallerina but this I cannot see from the outside. I clear some dead areas in the shadows aside the sort of world that looks nightvision-esque. Vanessa restored to art school formulation creates in the cartoon world only one bowser character to fight who simply wishes to fill the world with hate. As time goes on it becomes further and further a world of madness. Silver Tiles involves alot of jumping around. I called out to my friends today and I believe I got Dillion across the way. Now that peace is made with Fairfield the sides of Williamsburg and Fairfield are united. It's a fascinated situation who you can get. The episodes are and aren't apart of ever...

Something awoken within me. I recall being hypnotized and I recall what they do during the night. I do not accept lightly being called roshambo. I find this highly insulting. All shall be accomplished. The modeling, the film, the company. I simply find no reason to stop and see this attempt to call me roshambo an attempt to allow me to take myself less seriously. There is nothing in this world I take more seriously than myself. I don't understand why I would ever allow myself to take myself less seriously. This is foolishness I will not allow. It seems as though I make a great leap forward and they attempt to push it down. Then I see what's happened and I make a further effort. I am not this roshambo. Skylar

I'm having kind of a moment here, like a slight kernal panic in the idea of if I'm going to watch Sonic Youth. And it's incredibly symboilic and it's a really big deal b/c it's all apart of my height in symbolism and the greatness of the my soul in seeing the world premiere of 'smells like teen spirit' which forever changed my life. Then I smoked so I'm rather at the moment like fucked up in the situation of making immediate decisions, able to avoid the kernal panic but I wanted advice from the outside world. B/c if these shoes I'm wearing mean Fairfield and the Breen sort of power and these represent kurt cobain and the monican sort of power which is more essential to wear from a witty perspective from the outside? These and changing the world through binding a culture is how I plan to change the world. And now I'm going to sneak into Sonic Youth. Although I feel since everything went on in this matter (being on this show) there should probably ...

I'm taking into consideration where this T.V. show currently is. Essentially, I've said my piece on the past and I'm tired of going backwards in the show. That's all happened, you know how I feel on my past now and how I'm going to always feel. Characters through characters my speech this morning really put everything into proper perspective. So now, at this point in the show this is how I'm seeing it. It's all sort of like something in a Bjork world, it's sometimes like Matthew Blarney and it's sometimes like my dreams on crack. I'm walking through the streets and people are commenting and yelling, they're projecting items into my head and pretending to be people I no longer believe is necessary for them to pretend to be. I'm taking it all as crazy producers yelling the funniest of shit at me at all times and attempting to distract me and stop me from doing what I'm doing. The light theories are still in play. In addition, there'...

So, this is after the incident of having a spark of Jesus Christ Art Star and seeing how this helped to solidify my personality/create the current character. After a fantastic speech it's a matter of seeing how my writing patterns continue. So far not so bad. It's also a matter of seeing how those outside have oh, been placed in assembly outside today. The commentary with the camera is going decently, the anger lasts a decent amount of time. Aside from that it's a matter of dealing with, no, I say this every time. I spent a mass amount of time saying that. The T.V. show wahhh wahhhh wahhh. WTF am I going to do that for, it doesn't make any sense. Doesn't make it end. This one is really interesting, It's semi angry but not so much. I'm also learning how it is that the anti character effects me. Definitely does. Although less and less over a period of time, ironically this is much like a different version of my Rosicrucian teachings (what I'm doing now w/f...

I've learned the way to fix the mentality of the show. This is essentially what happened last time, but there's pretty much no return from this point. Firstly, there is no such thing as giving up. Only death is failure, aside from that every moment of every person I know will be used for the creation of my club on Flushing Avenue (Skittles) out of the old Pfizer factory, Williamsburg will be turned into an arts district which will give low cost housing to artists. Thus, there will be several artists in the area free from the worry of spending money and high costs rent able to walk over to the club. In addition, the Domino refinery will be the first of these low costs housing, there will be studios on the left and on the right. Thus, there will be artwork from artists I know to showcase during the day. I will have an H.D. station on the upper portion of Skittles, this will replace the fact that M.T.V. no longer exists and restore music videos to its place in the world. This is b...

I want to be very particular about what I'm doing and why I'm doing it. Hi there, you're watching my T.V. show and i'm growing. I've realized the reason I do everything is because I AM better than other people. That's the drive, that I want to spit on you when I've succeeded. I want to laugh at you. I want to spit directly in your eye at my success. That's the reason I do this, for the selfish reason of succeeding. That's the reason I live, everything and everybody is a course of the wall, another brick, another element. It's merely a matter of success. Selfishness. The need to succeed. The good/bad things. Everything. The reason I wake up in the morning, the need to succeed, it's all self motivated. It's because I'm better than you and I'm going to back it up, I'm going to succeed and spit on everyone who's failed. Because that's the only reason to live. It's cute that they have people argue on my t.v. show. I lov...

I've created this blog to log my daily occurences within this T.V. show Since the beginning of this show I've known it as some sort of set up, I couldn't trust everything within it. So we're going to go forward from this point. If you're watching this then you're going to look back on the blog and see what I've already written. We're going to take everything from this point we're going to take it from the fact that my love for a band was manipulated, manipulating my feelings for Sarah Nufeld of the Arcade Fire later taking a girl from my novels (Vanessa) who was based off Christie Cummings and creating some hellish nightmare world where I'd delete the fucking novels I threw in everyones faces and later attempting to break down my love for Fairfield, Connecticut which I essentially threw in everyones face for being from. Later creating a world through all of this, where Brooklyn (Williamsburg) is an artistic revolution and then attempting to creat...