despit the threat of bed bugs!

i really want to tahnks to everyones who made this IGNORANCEBLISS DAY month so wonderful ... its almost time for me to fall once more in time for the retirment and funeralization of this hat

SUPER SWELL

skul got me some new skizzors ... cuz he broke them ...






thautility belt







the twins got my a peace of the ocean ...


just kidding ... but pretty close



and hanmas maykures got our vessel tattooed!

peep the fam ...






skulmas fluxkures













hanmas maykures












the brothersofmas suturekures







also...maybe you like duh musics?







music by yours truely
(if ya cancall it such)

while you were gone 8/8/11 iii... from, hanmas maykures

Dear lloonmas floatkures,

i write this as a request for you to possibly forgive meye, as i am not yet completely familiar with these earthly traditions that some call "Birthdays" and you call "IGNORANTSBLISS DAYS"

so out of concern and worry for you i could not help but search for you ...

please dont blame the twins either, as they were concerned as well and are too young and naive to understand either ... and they told me they had already planned to go there to and play marbles by your side
. . .
. .
.
.
. .
. . .
ubiquipuzzletouspeaces

please find it in your heart to forgive me

after i found you all i desided to film them deeply aborbed in their game of marbles



any way i hope you enjoyed your IGNORANTSBLISS DAY!

a truely beautiful and seriene place you found ... eye wonder where the twins will choose to celebrate their's
. . .
. .
.
.
. .
. . .

from,

hanmas maykures












the brothersofmas suturekures







oh...ænd p.s. both of these songs are from the album...






"Quethesun"

while you were gone 8/8/11 ii... from, skul

the vessel needed a check up!

sew we figured that ... well i guess it was all my decision

i thought i would drag yo ass to the doctor with SSN's momma

CHEERS CHEERS CHEERS PRISONER!

from,








skulmas fluxkures

while you were gone 8/8/11...from, skul and umm

i know it was your special day and all

that day everyone finds bliss in their ignorance of those ants ...

and those ants ignore you as well ... as you well ... step through that locked gate leaving your hat outside

but we saw where your gate was and wanted to pay homage ...

so on the eve of your IGNORANTSBLISS DAY

while you were in temporary escape from this planetary penitentiary we decided to read you a bit of a bed time story on the eve of ... and hopefully explain some things to others

either way HAPPY IGNORANTSBLISS DAY!

from,






the err...ummbrella







ænd







skulmas fluxkures

HApPY IGNORANTSBLISS DAY!!

to all cuz we shared it!

as family

one h our and some minutes has passed and expired 8-8-88 and august ninth 2011 is already ageless and archaic ...

sew i suppose today is actually just my birthday again ... oh well its probably the best one ever again! B.B.E. always every day!

and since im still awake ... id like to adopt the it aint over till you sleep!

another ignorantsbliss day has gone by ...

to be ignored

to ignore ants

to adopt ignorance under the lens of bliss



a pure form of meditation

to reminisce

upon the story that had no choice but to adopt you as its next twist!



and congratulations because you had no choice either!



spend it one way


spend it wisely


spend it delicate


spend it timely


but WHAT EVER YOU DO..............................................................."just keep spending"


just kidding im pleading ignorants to everything still...



so we sit unknowingly friends asleep....

nightcrawlers under cap from happenstance ... counting sheep



i wonder what tommoro's or today's or yesterday's Birthday will bring ...



"B.B.E. and ubiquipuzzletouspeace to ya"

~lloon


♫ænd i guess its back to the grind...







gas mask?








♫♫♫æ♫ænd well while were sharing the same jail cell!






music by yours truely
(if ya cancall it such)

lasts upons firsts ... oh yeah 2010

æ♫ææ♫æ♫æ♫æ♫nd of course ... levitation...

the retrospec of dust...

from here below are just some pleasant flash spinal droop for ya!

perhaps a banana peal or five along the way!

banænders

and the love of the dead mention that gives birth to such magic





the two di e mention

after autumn falls

everyday you cant avoid it...so of course the larger day would mirror the slow progression...

as i am a seasonal character that shines closer to the sun and cant exactly fit under most hoods too well...

ether way to cease a potential blaber of nothing hears something that was writen last octomber when i celebrated my first funeral last year...

only lyrics that i typed out first and dint scribble in my book of epilaughs...



well i guess with a funeral comes the curious corrugated curse of the i've...been

dear fellow welled afuneral attend we's i know there were many chance radom-nimities end and or none or forth\or infinity end-chance meants!...up until the day we rot...to meet upon a pond or not...i wish to wish you well in a wishing well...for this may not be the last time you've attended my birthday...the dawnings of the flesh up apparitions will continue on the now to agrowpreate...

your joys tears and laughter especially because of the blending were just mentioned and a pleasure of the pleasentry i wish upon you all...if this were or were not to be the brother's suture accidents do happen with every functioning and pour out...

...all crevices are welsomed so welcome!...

it means some things always and all so different on these separate occasions we cling to back and forth the pendullupandhum per chance subconscious seeping while were weeping under coerce of the involuntary life course

...well...happen to happen happy birthday...we've joined the accidental sperm and egg winners circle...

...jaw hinged back, inaattempt, to communicate before the need of poison gracious gaseous gaping wide filter days, why infiltrate their ways, if they don't wanna listen despite pretty prism

^ - script in progress for this \/ fresh Printer Error 123 instrumental (first part) the second track is produced and composed by the print errrup as well...these be premature mixes but you know me i just wanna expose it all...the third jawnsky was produced by yours truely (yup poop slather mix (DIY ya tubes!)) and the pics and visual vidja be of course by the dr. dj. ra. code griz...

Thanks for coming to my funeral! Its always a Birthday! So long to that balloon man until that mental metal memory springs again....








P.S.>


the album that you hear featured pon this eye fondleage is finaly OUT to abuse your ears!






"SSN Error Pending"


"ubiquipuzzletouspeaces"

~lloon

griZNiloc with the floatkures at yours, city surface vice with ive n then...

ehh..i dont know what chu think code griz..


umm...i think a time warp from the future just spit an old lady grocery cart full of gas masks out on to this subway car...




hmm...




yeah right....then im a jackolanternaloping while loling my ass off into the future....



well...yes, eventually...yes



well end well then...

we peaces too!

dj codygriz killin it...


preaching peace to the pieces...


end with a huff...



end a puff...


oops i popped my skull again...balloons and humans...the similarities are impecable...




but the magic of music thrives!



end then homeward bound...




check out what putting the bloom in bal-loonmas floatkures...





"the newAllBloom"







or peep what else is on market and broad street





pop da trunk







"ubiquipuzzletouspeaces"

~lloon

august 30th 2010

sewed up...really we be just a bunch of clowns

after eating a wonderfully bowel movement inducing meal from "J&H" at Temple University...i was stopped by a familiar face who knew that i continuously carry around bananas and balloons...

so inherent to our past childhood skulls who wouldn't demand a bright mul-tied and knotted roy-g-biv of a spectrum skull hugger...

and similar to balloons themselves the situation expanded spectators gathered and more light as air skull huggers were requested and friends were made...

we specialize in annoying hats....as you can see...


Dj Cody Griz was gracious enough to make a hat not only with a giraffe attached to it but a giraffe with a "little pink peen"


but our peaceful balloon twisting was interupted by a clown who claimed we were twisting on his turf...a clown that goes by the name of "Homie tha Ma Fuckin Clown" and his entire posse


"homie dont play that shit" but with out furthering you from a drop dew heres this shit:






end well...

as for the later part o this morning we find our selves again at the fire colluding by the dumpsters

with annoying balloon hats of course...and these once even glow in the dark!

further obstructing your vision....

okay hurry up they gettin hungry...
check out the live improv:

part one:


part two:


part three:


afterwords we met some new friends before their chip tune set and they blew our mines


and loved the groove box
wall crawlers for life!
and that sums up august 30th

good end to the month ids says....

perhaps youd like to see if you can tolerate more ear dums assaulting?







music by yours truely...
(if ya cancall it such)

"ubiqupuzzletouspeaces"

~lloon