Sixteen Milimetres

Not now, but one day...

art and love will be free, mass produced; aesthetic standards will be our crystal vision; the future will be like that retro-electronic dystopian cliché; I will be using a 16mm as my eyes, to confirm that all the Others are in the same way that in the past.

not to say that everything will be perfect... They won't let it, I say... I know. But we will be out there. something will change.

They will not change. and you know why? a tiger never changes his stripes.


neither do I

God's Language

I don't feel like writing. So many lives that can last so long. It'll last that long I know. I'll use it. God's language. God doesn't just talk. His language is more complex than that. It uses talking, seeing, feeling. It uses Black, White and sometimes Blue, Red and Yellow. Can you hear that screams? God's language on the air.

I can't feel it now but I know I'm of the air, a beautiful thing for the light to shine on.

Perhaps you will remember that.

I am Andy Coburn, that is not my real name.

Thank you very much.