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  <title>slow down this eclipse.</title>
  <subtitle>sparks into the sky</subtitle>
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    <name>a silver moth cloud</name>
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  <updated>2006-06-27T23:33:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:19847</id>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2006-06-27T19:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-27T23:33:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-27T23:33:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">An intellectual is a man who says a simple thing in a difficult way; an artist is a man who says a difficult thing in a simple way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Bukowski</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:19657</id>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2006-06-24T19:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-24T23:36:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-24T23:36:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cat Stevens</lj:music>
    <content type="html">we merely remember to forget....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:19323</id>
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    <title>harvest.</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T20:36:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T20:36:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>eraser</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What a thunderstorm....I smoked some opium, and just listened outside with mary, and i could hear the transformers blowing, and feel my legs getting wet. I havent been able to read for a few months...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:19173</id>
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    <title>don't try to make ice cubes out of a flowery river.</title>
    <published>2006-06-08T03:01:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-08T03:01:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>daily show intro</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have a beautiful girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;I have beautiful friends. &lt;br /&gt;I have a beautiful life.</content>
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    <title>madonna lillies and the cosmos like a roek above the waves</title>
    <published>2006-06-03T17:56:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-03T17:56:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">fireworks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:18619</id>
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    <title>aquarium</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T03:54:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T03:54:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>radiohead.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So many words in these little boxes i read. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so lost, or running into things, or climbing over&lt;br /&gt;finding grounds were the water rests not &lt;br /&gt;i saw little kids playing like they were dogs, the girl made the boy a poodle &lt;br /&gt;bought some insence &lt;br /&gt;smells like old times&lt;br /&gt;now i just need some grass and it will layer like my old room &lt;br /&gt;play some blackdice like a timemachine&lt;br /&gt;those were simple times&lt;br /&gt;i make things complex, and is that it&lt;br /&gt;make things complex&lt;br /&gt;picked up the electribe&lt;br /&gt;made some cool new samples&lt;br /&gt;where did the old ones go&lt;br /&gt;no where really&lt;br /&gt;but it was groovy &lt;br /&gt;microphones record like our thoughts do&lt;br /&gt;play it once and it happens once&lt;br /&gt;it's there but its not this time&lt;br /&gt;delay trails and gets used like the first note&lt;br /&gt;life gets used and trails like the last&lt;br /&gt;circles meet at the same point&lt;br /&gt;ill be back around in no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to baltimore for a few days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy mothers day to all you moms out there</content>
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    <title>special waters in a high place of rogers</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T03:56:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T03:56:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A Stabbin Hobo (10:44:15 PM): are you in need of rescue, a lexicon dairy(?)&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:44:52 PM): i need organs &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:45:01 PM): hard cash and a cold russian heart &lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:45:20 PM): xylaphone virtuosos and art&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:45:51 PM): free market in an antigravity park&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:47:13 PM): antigravity us marines use flubber&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:47:20 PM): like glue in a horse country&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:48:45 PM): im outside done be tellin trees behind my back &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:48:49 PM): !&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:48:50 PM): where penny takers travel to strip malls and scour for entrigueing looks in mirrors&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:49:03 PM): the ears&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:49:15 PM): stop making up hardcore bands&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:49:33 PM): i checked my facts after eating a popscicle &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (10:49:43 PM): im sending you to china&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:50:05 PM): merciful fate!&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:50:24 PM): already been to china, round trip by words&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:50:30 PM): read the book backwards&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (10:53:40 PM): no thinkin&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (11:05:22 PM): just a list:///[]acid,watery roger,lyric by virtuosos&lt;br /&gt;“A Stabbin Hobo” signed off at 11:28:49 PM.</content>
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    <title>mel gibson is not a coward.</title>
    <published>2006-04-19T01:31:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-19T01:31:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A Stabbin Hobo (9:08:11 PM): how are the trains across the sea&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:08:12 PM): just be a long hair child &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:26:03 PM): filled with octapi and jellyfish&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:26:32 PM): like a brown bird nesting in the texaco sun &lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:27:02 PM): sounds like shell, bloddy nigerian marauders&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:27:16 PM): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:27:32 PM): foreign engines rushing for some mineral pumpkin spice&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:27:48 PM): all they want is latte's of long legs and pie a' la mode&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:28:16 PM): at least they protest naked chained ot oil wells&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:28:28 PM): bunch of negative wishing wells &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:28:37 PM): wishing for a robot dream &lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:28:37 PM): towers without bells&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:28:43 PM): no sparks and lots of oil &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:29:10 PM): sun prophets bringing nothing but rain &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:30:23 PM): lyrics &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:30:26 PM): improve &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:30:27 PM): soon &lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:30:33 PM): deal&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:30:42 PM): were gonna duel with words and mics&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:31:02 PM): for certain nights we improv figts&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:31:04 PM): you can be the dragon &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:31:08 PM): and ill be mel gibson &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:31:13 PM): your ass is getting slayed&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:31:19 PM): hahaha whaaa&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:31:30 PM): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:31:35 PM): aim metaphors &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:31:47 PM): this conversation made more sense than any other&lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:32:03 PM): begin foreign thought&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:32:48 PM): come down and see&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:32:50 PM): !&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:32:51 PM): ok &lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:33:13 PM): im going driving in the nice weather and a finely tuned metal joint&lt;br /&gt;silvermothclouds (9:33:21 PM): ill smoke it with lightning &lt;br /&gt;A Stabbin Hobo (9:33:54 PM): think of the cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my wire taps don't find this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:17338</id>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2006-01-27T20:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T21:01:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T21:01:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kaada mainframe...and now q and not you power</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a. -philosophical section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brightly, our minds as a bodily plexus bend from any centrifugal condescension (by moving outwards with our idea of a master morality) ...right now everything is set in a blissful complacency with an open book of erudition that hopefully keeps away from the inanely behaviors of a bodily octopus such described by ken Kesey when a crowd bares nothing but a screaming echo of drab synchronism. " It is a single colonial animal with a thousand waving tentacles- vibrating poison madness and filling the universe with teeny agony torn out of them." I guess I am staying at the littoral side where the waves crash into me, and I take the chance of being swallowed by the unknown that I may come across. I don't want to be any such tentacle of society, but the water rushing around.... objectively from an outside perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'd rather be a lightning rod than a seismograph."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. contextualized &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played a show with cutlery at that quaint club at the center of middle schools around the county.... (Mbp)...really, the place doesn’t bother me as much as that dreaded octopus of a crowd.... waving their tentacles and screaming to bands such as "patent pending" that kills minutes. Then again the ground’s and facility is fine when you can hide out in that room next to the main anteroom and have some great conversations with friends...I have a fun time pranking, and making terry nervous for almost getting us kicked out. Chris short finally gave me my secret Santa gift, which ended up being a penis mic, but someone hid it from me.... I guess under the rules of mpb there is no admittance of a penis mic.... it’s not quite christian enough.  I’m sure we will be playing a show in the near future, once we forget just how bad the vibes are from the place...but really if I can hang out with friends in any place...ill do my best to make it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...I'm gonna drive to arundell mills with mary...her shoes are 7 years old, so were gonna walk with them and find some new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.</content>
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    <title>antipode mind. When I have time i will write a book about my brain.</title>
    <published>2005-11-21T07:04:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-21T07:18:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Spiritualized....Ladies, and Gentleman..thanks adam</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.arkat-usa.org/ark/journal/2002/I09_Bull/JB-550J/550J_files/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like the earth a hundred years ago, our mind still has its darkest Africa’s; it’s unmapped quandaries, and Amazonian basins. Like the giraffe, and the duckbilled platypus, the creatures inhabiting these remoter regions of the mind are exceedingly improbable. Nevertheless they exist, they are facts of observation; they cannot be ignored by anyone who truly wants to understand the world around them. “ If you go to new south Wales, you will see marsupials hopping about the countryside. And if you go to the antipodes of the self-conscious mind, you will encounter all sorts of creatures any more than you invent marsupials. We need to explore our own antipode minds as we do the physical world around us.”  Knowledge is what the individual makes it to be, because in reality “Every ultimate fact is only the first in a new series,”  and from our own perception we may understand our inside perception of knowledge, and pull down our outer social praxis from what we are said to believe. What is the source of our knowledge, and what doubts are they’re concerning the possibility of knowledge? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	“The eye is the first circle; the horizon, which it forms, is the second; and throughout nature this primary figure repeated without end.”  Our senses create knowledge within our lives of reality. Every action surpasses another, until a new theory of reality is created. Our theories are being skewed by our senses, because we make a hypothesis, and we have no physical senses to prove them because we were either not around, or it is too far away to capitulate. The Big Bang is a hypothesis, for we never existed to actually prove the conclusion.  “There is no fixtures in nature. The universe is fluid, and volatile. Permanence is but a word of degrees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new continents are built out of the ruins of an old planet; the new races fed out of the decomposition of the forgoing. New arts destroy the old. Roads, and canals: engender railways by steam, to electric cars of the future.”  When our culture is but past criticism, and old knowledge new knowledge of hypotheses, theories, and conclusions will be recreated. For our books may not exist anymore, and may be ashes of a dormant society. “The life of man is a self-evolving circle, which, from a ring imperceptibly small, rushes on all sides outwards to new, and larger circles, and that without end.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The source of knowledge is our own perception of the world, and it is doubted like “melting away an old Greek sculpture of the past,”  because the world around us is a “mysterious ladder” of un-answered truths.</content>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2005-10-07T15:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T20:18:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T20:18:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pink Floyd. Animals.  Thank you sam of the goody</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.pink-floyd-lyrics.net/pink-floyd-lyrics/ObscuredByClouds.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say I am tired of working for a life that I can't live yet. College seems to be just another gate to keep me away from my own studies. I am the figure that society molded. As much as I try, and take alternate routes in my own college studies, maybe in the end I will loose my own consensus, and individual thought. I think I need some Lysergic acid diethylamide to keep me warm by the fire this winter. My mind needs to be warm with lush new thoughts, and I think exploring my own mind is as worthy enough cause just as projects in the confines of college.  I work problems backwards apparently, and I reverse situations like learning of them after ive just experienced them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone ive been next to this week has led me into allot of negative feelings towards people. That came off negative as well... I love everyone but I have been selfish for my own time. I see a change, and maybe it is that I don’t feel content with just sliding through college, I want to better myself first...and then the people around me. My first time out of the isolated house around me was Gilberts party. It was great in my own world, yet with friends picking up phones, and prancing out of drunken belligerence was a good laugh. I just wish people would chill out, and enjoy the company. So what if a number is dialed just take it as someone thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rise, looking through my morning eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Surprised to find you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Rack my brain to try to remember your name&lt;br /&gt;To find the words to tell you good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;Morning dues.&lt;br /&gt;Newborn day.&lt;br /&gt;Midnight blue turned to gray.&lt;br /&gt;Midnight blue burning gold.&lt;br /&gt;A yellow moon is growing cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oneiroidpsychosis.com/Images/Equipment/kms2000r.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am buying new equipment some day.... my brother bought this really sweet synth pedal, that turns your guitar into one of those...junos, or moogerfoogers, or some buzzing electronic cacophony. He made me want to go on eBay, and search for a new ms200...the black one.... something I can us towards some pregnant sounds of hypnogogic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutlery is playing a show on the fitteenth at My brothers place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-524.vo.llnwd.net/00222/42/54/222474524_l.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>breaking open the hand.</title>
    <published>2005-07-19T12:47:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-19T16:15:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the decemberists...and a printing of papers.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">" The suppression of the natural human fascination with altered states of consciousness and, the present perilous situation of all life on earth are intimately and casually connected "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have explored Faustian knowledge on this physical world for to long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to look into ourselves and, the nucleus of our inner personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Jung wrote  "people will do anything no matter how absurd in order to avoid their soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that our society has built up a vast edifice of technology and propaganda in order to avoid that inner confrontation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph waldo Emerson-" why should not we also enjoy an original relation with the universe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike on box- will take on an idiosyncratic approach to the inner being... by exploring the universe of its own creation. This journey will take you to the Vega. the void of a flaneur repression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v379/casey-ryback/sobbandwfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean- François lyotard- "Being prepared to revive what thought is not prepared to revive what thought is not prepared to think is what deserves the name of thinking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: edit : Thank you so much jessica Tippet for such a brilliant engine of visions</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:15840</id>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2005-06-27T15:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-27T19:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-27T19:48:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I’ve grown an ineffectual sense of mold over my life lately, More so on trying to please others when I cant look at my own interests...  so it reverses my way of acting around people I love. My creations lack when I cant centers my own concepts and understandings of these life experiences.  Life experiences as in consuming the effects of my ideas not an atmosphere of selfish wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is a - part of my life but to me it’s an escape of emotions, some way to move the people around you. If I cant feel that inside me then my true idea of music looses that spark of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start a new job tomorrow and im pretty excited about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i have to get going...me, mary, lindsay, and becky are tie dying shirts and blankets.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea my birthday is this wednesday... i believe that I, mary, george and my brother will be drinking some tea and celeste pizza thanks to our buddy dj. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday i will be in The city of New York for a cutlery show...i need to practice since i kind of made a fool of myself after georges party. i was way to tired after georges party. Im just not used to this whole band thing and i feel like im not putting enough int it, like the other members are. I have a hard tie expressing myself when there is so much talent around me ...let alone just some really amazing friends. Well what ever happens with that i will do what i can to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love.</content>
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    <title>viviparous.</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T02:52:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T02:52:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A silver mt zion- "pretty little lightning paw"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Recorded some new azo de goldia tracks..........Put them through the new bi-filter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do days go by in 24 hours... maybe there is no thing as time, and that is why days seem shorter and nights so long? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autechre (the Canadian way) smokes on stage.... that’s the only way they perform.... I thought that was interesting. &lt;br /&gt;Brian told me that fact at borders, after buying animal farm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Bowie has captivated me this past week.... ziggy stardust etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good charlotte uses an ms2000..I want to blow it up with dynamite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m taking up some new hobbies this month, and letting go of music for now. I feel consumed and saturated to the point of a collapsed star. I need a break from such constant noise; I would rather have a discarnate style of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://zebu.uoregon.edu/~imamura/122/images/sform_diag.jpg"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casey_ryback:15182</id>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2005-05-17T20:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T00:55:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T00:55:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">End. .. . . . . . ...  . . . .. ... .. ......   ..   .  .    .   .   .        .            . &lt;br /&gt;.. .  . .  . .   .... .    ..  .  .  . .  . . . . ..  ..  .. . . . ..  ......  . .. . . . . ... . . . . . .  .  .  . . . . . . .  . .  . . . . . . .  . .  . :::  :  : : : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester is over; I’m beginning to have less reliance on my synthesizer and paintbrushes for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more time now.... which means I can be there for my friends. I hope they haven’t forgotten me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might throw a listening party for the new azo experience..... Does that sound good/? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe something to enhance the experience minus a buchla box and lightning set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may lack grammar and rhetoric in the live journal world...but my English teacher said that I have the talent to become a writer.... The last person that captured his attention. Now writes for "electric" publishing, and has a novel coming out this summer. I don’t know how to take that? ...I just accepted his gratitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a job, so I can save up for bass cabinets...strike on box live is really my passion right now, We are mixing this week, I might sneak in a few more effects and then.... hopefully some kind of avalanche of accomplishment after that. The recording process has really engulfed me and my reasoning of sound.  We let go of structure on this album, and took on a free flow of noise.... we really let it fall in place+ no additives of new noise. Thank you for reading such rushed words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey</content>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2005-05-12T13:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-12T17:24:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-12T17:24:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=563"&gt;"What Hardcore band are you? (revised)"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img1.zenhex.com/quiz1/563/res4.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Refused&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Refused.  You hate capitalism.  You want to revolt against the bourgeoisie every chance you get.  You also are Swedish.  You also shouldnt have broken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFUSED ARE FUCKING DEAD.</content>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2005-04-04T22:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-05T03:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-05T03:06:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>boards of canada</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v379/casey-ryback/new.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2005-02-18T17:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T22:16:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T22:16:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>cave-in and my loud typing,</lj:music>
    <content type="html">party at gilbert albert talberts house this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me for more details or maybe just leave a fun fucking message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i will cut you like a helicopter. 3.14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;george got war of the worlds at smash we are dueling tomorrow... then constantine....and then some dirty bong waters extra dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxox</content>
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    <title>yet another starship.</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T03:12:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T03:12:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the jimmy chamberlin complex.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Time seems compressed.... or is it that my ideas are tangled and I don’t know what to finish first. I make lists but yet another stream of ideas distracts me. A moment of relapse if you will. I am going to spend the rest of this evening painting this glass and reading some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I. I spent last night in a field with Mary Katherine Jennings fury page. We didn’t intend on staying so long. But we were stuck in mud for an hour and thirty Minuits. (Luckily I had a cardboard snoop dog and some Ikea wood to free ourselves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I need to concentrate on writing and finding my voice on paper as my English teacher put it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I added a chorus / flange pedal to my set up ...and for new material it is coming along.&lt;br /&gt;(Jessica is working on writings to our azo de goldia epic. I have split up my smart media to modify my sounds. I dislike using the same samples so each cd is getting seperate sample banks. Original samples take way to long to create ...but it is worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have an idea for voice samples ...which will be exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is going to be fan - tastic. Lindsay swallow, mike the reza, George koi, gt on the rocks, a frame, my brother, Christina and gale are going to make some sweet brownies and chill out in b more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Much love…	the end.</content>
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    <title>halley is as beautiful as the comet</title>
    <published>2005-01-07T07:34:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-07T07:34:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>halley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">casey funkhouser isn't dead.</content>
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    <title>phosphorescent lights.</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T21:05:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-29T21:05:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>a silver mt. zion</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Microphones in the trees&lt;br /&gt;Cameras in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Antennas in the canyons&lt;br /&gt;And the lobbies full of spy’s&lt;br /&gt;For us who are the bulldozers&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in the sun&lt;br /&gt;For us who ride like lightning&lt;br /&gt;Buried in the mud&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give in&lt;br /&gt;Our time will come&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are the flood</content>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2004-11-18T22:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T03:50:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T03:50:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>psyopus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">pacemaker pace youreself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxox</content>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2004-10-31T22:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-01T03:36:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-01T03:36:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SOULTRAIN OWNS YO SHIT NUKKA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i got you honey, like the clap shuga!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica is awesome for real!</content>
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    <title>casey_ryback @ 2004-10-30T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-30T04:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-30T04:50:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">LINDSAY OWNNNNSSSS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS COMPUTER IS MINNEEEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASEY SMELLS LIKE URINE AND COW FECES, BUT ITS ALL GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO</content>
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    <title>clear away the cosmos.</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T04:49:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T04:49:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...Why have you fallen so far from me.&lt;br /&gt;Distant as the sun but I can still feel you're warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep these reflections closer to the past.</content>
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