a fusion of compulsions. modern man. stereotypes and fashion trends. gelstyle bands and shaven down men. toads on the corner selling amphetamine tabs. beautiful disasters parked in cherry red sedans. the earthly decline of synthetic pleasures. a street lamp with a sign marking the end of tomorrow. when the sun shines down on it, the words sing a song. the prophets who tell stories are the generators of fact. each one of us is but a character. self-perception as fiction. ~jason