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Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

Dylan McAmmond
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"That's really the only thing that matters to me, is that I make art for a living. And if I make art for a living... I win."

Monthly Archives: August 2011


This is the ultimate fear: growing  in the wrong direction, irreversibly. There is no difference between here or there except I swallow one like a placebo for good health and the other like cyanide. There, I’m reviving; here, I’m on my death-bed. The poison is administered by believing it’s toxic, and there can be no safe-haven for the man who refuses […]

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I’m starting to think I never learn what I need to learn.

“I’m now a lone flame searching for a purpose, setting fires everywhere I go, can’t avoid the burns.” I’m staring outwards now at words being written on a page by ghxsts; the questions make the world unreal. For you, to be is to un-be; so fill yourself with their praise. You’re hollow, but appear satisfied, despite […]

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trashy day dreams

“Lifestyles of the young and the reckless, checked in the real world that don’t ask questions. Dodging on bullets like a fucked up western, dragged you on a rope til you’re choked out senseless. Who’s to judge who’s insane? Watch it all wash away. Save us from what we’ve made it. It doesn’t die, it only fades. If […]

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