Tim Barrus Blog
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Tim Barrus: A Process Of Clips
Tim Barrus: Book Club. Shut up. I had joined the girls’ Tree House Forces Just To Piss The Boys Off. I liked intimidating them in the overflow of invincibility. Even in strangeness. I carried a hunting knife, and I am glad I did. But do not fuck with me. It’s…
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TIM BARRUS: THESE ARE THE DAZE OF THE SEABED WILL NOT LET YOU IN THE DARKNESS
I am a communist. I don’t get Christmas. Why do Homo sapiens need to be with Other Herding Homo sapiens. I do it because I have to do it. The wrath of god and Baby Jesus and Athena that fuck, Zeus, and But I always find marginal ways to avoid…
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Tim Barrus: No One Can Fix Your Son
So. You. Swallowed. Hard. It had come to this. It had come to this.
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Tim Barrus: They Say I Am Disturbed I Am From Mars But No The Ones From Mars Who Have & Always Have Been Disturbed, Disintegrated, Damned
Desire and hunger and the yelling and the yelling forgives nothing and bolt-cutters.
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Tim Barrus: It had More 2 Do With Ego Than With Craft
I do not know anyone who, at one time or another, has never found themselves dazed with moonlight which consists of photons from the sun. When I am gone, I will continue to smell Peyote and to taste it on my bitter tongue of hunger in the abstract.
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Demons Again
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Chalk
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Tim Barrus: Coma Cluster
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Tim Barrus: Dark Matter is Not Our First Rodeo
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Tim Barrus: Something To Do With Your Hands Instead of Biting Them