LION MOUTH

there. that's better.

The Good Thing Book has already evolutionized into something new. The final concept is more complete now for me. So if you want to send me as many of your most amazing photos of people, places, and things I would be very grateful. I've got a lot of pictures of my own and that might work... and I was going to be developing a lot more at Manual but due to MsKeepers diabolical lust for being cruel to really innocent nice people, I fear I will be arrested if I ever set foot on that campus again.

So if you would just send pictures via the internet to my myspace or to my email: noah_church1@yahoo.com. Thank you Thank you Thank you. If you give me pictures in person I will not damage your photos and they will be returned to you. I am just going to scan them.

Thank you thank you thank you!
love, noah

The Good Thing Book has begun and I am asking everyone to send pictures of all our amazing adventures here in Louisville. This can be of people, places, and things. The book will highlight individuals and stories surrounding them, so you can send me stories too, if you want, of quotes as to why certain people are so amazing.

I am asking for input from everyone regarding what this book can be, because we all know The Good Thing is a very large thing. This book is likely to evolve while its being made and there is no final vision of it as of yet.

This book very much will kick your ass. It could, but not be limited to: drawings, photocollages, photograms, stories of characters, tripleX, profiles describing people, maps, and quotes.

WARNING: This book WILL NOT be crafty and scrapbook-ish. I'm looking for something new and fresh, which is what we are and I know with the help of you guys I can make it the BEST THING.

The ultimate goal of this book would eventually for it to get published. Lulu.com will publish books for free and we could buy as many as we wanted and sell them to everyone. Eventually this book could be used to help us get grants from very rich people which would help us with future projects or help persuade colleges, or help Louisville to get on the map as a serious contender in culture in general. There is no such thing as a movement until a movement is written about. This book will be the movement you may have been looking for.

If any of this sounds interesting to you or if you would like to be in the book or if you have a fabulous collection of photographs that are just waiting to be shown to the world then email me: noah_church1@yahoo.com, or give them to me in person, or call me just to talk: 502-500-9092

The stuff Lionmouth has will make you lose ya mind!

There was an annonymous wheat-pasting show at UofL. Somehow I finagled my way into it. Bunnydick has made it into the art gallery world. Times are strange.

Someone tell the_fifey to be my friend.

Why isn't god more popular? ... oh, I see, it's because he doesn't even play the popularity contest.

Nobody is better than me. No one can leave me for someone better. When I give you my heart and say its forever then that is my promise. Everyone has problems that they have to get over ON THEIR OWN. Never let my problems become yours. Do not let them hurt you. Every relationship will be made up of good and bad; take them both. If I am your friend or if I am your lover I would have never given you my heart if I didnt believe I was worth the bad as well as the good. Anyone who knows me, I want you to know: I completely and utterly and totally believe in myself and I desreve your love.

I want to apologize to my soul for the moments I let others' doubts become my own. Nobody can take my experiences away from me anymore... nobody can make me not believe the things I've seen... Nobody can give back my heart once I've given it to them... and nobody can break a promise, take back what's been given, lie and get away with it. But that is not where I work my magic. I continue on with my held high knowing proudly: I'm no Indian Giver.

THEY CALL ME LION MOUTH SHITFAKERS!

Lion Mouth prowls out onto the UofL campus and curls up on a flat bed rock. He licks his paws and glances at his wounds. Hydrocodone is in his satchel. 4-20 medicine tucked away, he thinks. Tamers are more rampant today than usual and the other friends of the land walk up close. Lion Mouth looks at them, they talk emediately, to say what they are and stake a claim in the second. This bothers Lion Mouth today; his friends constantly trying to define who they are to others. Lion mouth purrs and looks away and wonders the power of a single thought, thought alone, all by ones-self; does it continue on? some way or another, does it continue on?

Lion Mouth is sicker than he has ever been. I am trembling all over, there is a piercing pain in my lungs, my throat seems too weak to swallow anything, I am hallucinating scary furnaces that I slowly become, all the veins in my head are pulsating like that little hammer that tolls the bell on alarm clocks, and yet I have to write three papers and study for four exams. Lion Mouth wants out!

Lion Mouth has had a long week, but he decides to pick up Live Journal! Now it will be easier to find his prey!