Pro·spi·cience
n.
[L. prospicientia, fr. prospiciens, p. pr. of prospicere. See Prospect.]
The act of looking forward.

Per·spi·cience
n.
[L. perspicientia, fr. perspiciens, p. p. of perspicere. See Perspective.]
The act of looking sharply. [Obs.] Bailey.

memory imprint

Originally uploaded by atöm.

this probably has to do with the idea of when you look up at the skyline expecting to see familiar objects, or even in a certain place in your mind for a person’s presence, and just naturally expect that something or someone to be there, innocently, without a second thought, because through your whole life it, or they, have always been there, a part of you … and it’s just gone, or they’re gone, and you can’t quite reconcile that loss because you can’t quite imagine their non-existence, and you keep bumping into that spot, trying to find the thing that was once there, and can’t find it, and eventually have to accept that there is an unanswerable emptyness, or at least think of other things for a while. and that is my comprehension of death.

it is a human lack of comprehension, or limitation of human perception, of a concept or dimension that we don’t have a sense with which to perceive. or perhaps it is merely my own limitation.

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I’ve been to these countries …


… some of which I haven’t conquered yet!

create your own visited countries map
or vertaling Duits Nederlands

I actually graduated on Monday. David Blaine was there. Well he was outside in a glass sphere, I was inside Avery Fisher Hall Lincoln center. We both had to endure an excruciating wait in an uncomfortable environment. I, way too warm in a purple gown, waiting for 400 names to be read; Blaine, trying to hold his breathe while being a douche (which by the way is one of my favorite words!). Also John Lithgow was there, apparently his son was graduating with me. He didn’t have to do anything particularly difficult. We were trying to remember a good movie that he was in. All I could think of was 2010, Harry and the Hendersons, The Manhattan Project. Oh yeah the World According to Garp was pretty good. He actually looks just like himself in real life. Pretty tall, too.

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Originally uploaded by atöm.

snow. in April. the view from my back yard.

Written in a blog by Ciavarro

“Now I’m shot in the face.”

“Yeah, you are. It’s ok, you’re old.”

“Oh shit, I think some of of the buck shot is moving to my heart.”

“Oh, that’s nothing. I have more metal in my heart than Darth Vader. Stop being a bitch.”

death, lightly browned.

My friend Brittany posted this survey on Myspace.com so for some reason I thought it would be fun to fill out out.

Brittany, this is your fault. I could’ve done something meaningful with that hour. Here goes:

Your full name: Atom Louis DeSoto Ponce de Leon Branford Marsallis Jones-Smith III, Esq.
Height: 5′8 (I think)
Natural hair colour: dark brown -ish (I think)
Eye color: green (or “hazel”)
Number of siblings: 2
Glasses/contacts?: neither
Piercings: 4 (they may have closed though)
Tattoos: please
Braces?: never

FAVORITE
Color: green -ish
Band: The Tourist
Song: Bowie – Oh! You Pretty Things (had to pick one)
Stuffed animal: snoopy
Video game: Zelda, legend of
TV show: family guy
Movie: blade runner
Book: stranger in a strange land
Food: cookies!!
Game on a cell phone: chess
CD cover: anything by Dave McKean for Download or Skinny Puppy
Flower: Sunflower, tulip, Orchid
Animal: ORCA
Comic book: i dunno, Maus was pretty good
Cereal: hot oatmeal or farina.
Website: flickr.com
Cartoon: anything on adult swim

DO YOU
Play an instrument?: yes, guitar
Watch TV more than 60 hours a week?: not really, except when I’m sleeping maybe
Like to sing?: all the time
Have a job?: yes
Have a cell phone?: yes
Like to play sports?: yes but i suck at sports
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: yes
Have a crush on someone?: yes
Live somewhere NOT in the united states?: no
Have more than 5 TVs in your house?: no, they’re on the lawn
Have any special talents/skills?: lots, whaddya need?
Excercise daily?: a little, mostly walking
Like school?: yes, getting a master’s degree
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gabrielle

Originally uploaded by doktor atom.

The paisan princess
in her little room
with big bed overhead
perching prettily
among the bedclothes and baubles
vigilant against vexing vermin:
bugs, ghosts, and dissed-possessions
and macabre movie memories
until she runs next door
to sleeping soundly softly sister
and succumbs to dreams of me.

big sushi boat

Originally uploaded by doktor atom.

Gabby’s birthday pics online here.