It’s Always Some Kind Of Green Glowing Goo With You People.

the boy

“Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will”

Frederick Simpson Coburn (1871–1960) - Ligeia

illustration from ‘Tales of Edgar Allan Poe’ 1902

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The Libertines & Morrissey

Patti Smith, photographed by Lynn Goldsmith (1975) Siouxsie Sioux, "Wild Things" Photosession photographed by Adrian Boot (1981) Trent Reznor, "March of the Pigs" MV photographed by Joseph Cultice (1994)

My Life with Morrissey - 2003

Morrissey in 1985, by Peter Anderson

what troubled me some years ago is nothing i care about now, and my troubles and woes today would've seemed childish to my younger self, but if there's any exception to this, it's this, i know for sure the 16 year old me would've been just as bummed out about this as i am now, thinking they're doomed for having been born this late, and how it's not fair that they have to see the death of the few brilliant people left, those who have affected them greatly. Since i haven't been 16 for a while now and on account of the contrived maturity that caught up to me with the dread that came with the added candles to the annual celebration's cakes, today I'm able to read much more into this, i still have something to flex on the future generations, to gen beta and all the rascals yet to come, and that is that i lived in the same time as Sir David Lynch.