“We live in a society exquisitely dependent on science and technology, in which hardly anyone knows anything about science and technology.”
gregproops:

Proopcast in Glasgow
Proopcast at the Tron on March 29 at 10 pmhttp://www.tron.co.uk/event/greg_proops_is_the_smartest_man_in_the_world-87/ http://www.tron.co.uk/event/greg_proops_is_the_smartest_man_in_the_world-87/ Stand-up at The Stand on March 30 at…
What will I call him? He deserves a proper French name…Yves?
“Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunk- enness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind…”
…my newest love. 
“From now on, ending a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I shall not put.”
the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen… strange alignments today and could it be that i’ve insulted him already? forced him away? i suppose i’ll have my answer tonight, one way or the other. there are only so many things you can hope for when there is no evidence to be seen. i can only appeal to the gods, that they meddle in the affairs of man and send me into his arms tonight. i miss the way he tastes…

the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen…

strange alignments today and could it be that i’ve insulted him already? forced him away? i suppose i’ll have my answer tonight, one way or the other. there are only so many things you can hope for when there is no evidence to be seen. i can only appeal to the gods, that they meddle in the affairs of man and send me into his arms tonight. i miss the way he tastes…

— Van Gogh
“No monster vibration, no snake universe hallucinations.”
— William Blake
“Be bold and mighty forces will come to your aid.”
the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen… all abruptness last night and then almost falling asleep. i want him more than words can say. all i can do is wait and hope and try to maintain. let it lie until tuesday. 

the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen…

all abruptness last night and then almost falling asleep. i want him more than words can say. all i can do is wait and hope and try to maintain. let it lie until tuesday. 

Guernica — Picasso
“You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover’s arms can come only later when you’re sure they won’t laugh if you trip.”