Comments Posted By Liam Johnson

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Master and Slave. We to our emotions; our emotions to us. Build the bridge– reinforce the supports, the apex of our insecurities– try to cross. Just try to peak inside that door. I dare you to try it! For inside contains the answer. The answer to the question: which are we? The Masters or the Slaves? Players of their infinite game… or the ones who are played.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 01.04.2013 @ 12:56 pm


I shall not be.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 01.03.2013 @ 2:09 pm


A mound of dirt cascading all over the minted horse that has just mule kicked it. No astounding, adamant, anti-establishment degree of a whisper heard from the farthest depths of hell can describe quite the amount of egg this horse has on its face right now. Silly horse.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 01.03.2013 @ 10:42 am


Keep rollin’. 2013. The best is yet to come.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 01.01.2013 @ 11:45 am


Trust in your anger friends. Channel it, yes and make sure no-one is ever harmed… but don’t reject it, suppress it or be ashamed of it. It’s there to help us find our boundaries and expand our horizons. It doesn’t let us down.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.30.2012 @ 12:25 pm


Do you want your boring protagonist to seem like a bad mu’fudga in a Hollywood blockbuster? Kill us. Scores of us. Mindlessly. Seldom for a good reason; less often for any reason at all.*

* Success ratio for this actually working withheld; pending approval from Warner Bros. Inc.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.29.2012 @ 12:52 pm


A life that will never fall far from its tree; rooted in the ground of its apathy; on antidepressants.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.28.2012 @ 11:40 am


*****, ********** *** * ******* **** ***, ******* ** ***** ** ** *** ******** ****** ** * ******* *******- **** ** ** *** ** ***’* * ***** *** ***** ******* **** ** ** **** (* **** ***!).

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.27.2012 @ 5:33 pm


A blank slate. Without any limit or parameter.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.19.2012 @ 12:12 pm


… set… match.

You lose.

(… a tiebreaker. Cos I never lose a tiebreaker, except that one time in Montreal when I lost in the Canadian Masters. I was forced to listen to the Canadian national anthem and I’ve been scarred since. )

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.18.2012 @ 2:54 pm


… (ce).

Advantage wordplay.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.16.2012 @ 1:27 pm


Pfft. And the pot called me a spatula. I’m steaming now. Whistles, friction burns and a rhythmic clicking– one, two, three– my onomatopoeia is boiling over.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.15.2012 @ 1:25 pm


No boundaries. Horizons. No society. Culture. No control. Surprise. Embracing the lives of others around you– and thriving on the connections you and they make. This is also the principle of art.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.14.2012 @ 12:11 pm


It took me a while to think of what I was going to write here. That moving bar was in the last two blocks! Damned subliminals.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.13.2012 @ 12:24 pm


I am determined not to conform to some standard here. I will not write in some contrived manner that befits a form of story telling like I usually do. I will not lie in this post. I will write something random. Something without meaning. I told the truth in one of these sentences. I was determined I could do at least that.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.12.2012 @ 12:11 pm


Just ask.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.11.2012 @ 11:35 am


Images deceive us. In business, society, different cultures around the world; what we see is not what we get. These are abstracts. Fragments of a whole that people wish us to see; the other fragments hidden we will never see. How they present themselves.

» Posted By Liam Johnson On 12.10.2012 @ 11:53 am

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