Brainlick

ZYDES: - A GAME  * OR EXPERIENCE FOR ONE OR MORE PLAYERS OR VIEWERS - an abstract adding and subtracting  and meditational tool/ - Not A Talking Board. - A Modular gaming system -  All That and More.

we'll show up around midnight they'll move in ultraviolet light  infra red infra beam darkness may not be what it seems quiet flash like hallicination tuning into strange vibrations. lOOOOONG COOOOLLD HALLLLL WAYYYY LOONNNG COLLLLLD HALLLLLLLL WAY.

if you don't love me why don't you get out of my life instead of just standing there with that look, it cuts like a knife every ti-ime  you come back the room's light its switches black whyy-y-y you around me? i look inside and think, it's astoundiing she said it's over why don't she leave, finish it up so we can both greive, but the stitches they just get torn out, and it floods. the teardrops fall, the worrry and then the blood. say sweetness. please pack your bags right now.  here's the cab faire and the train will be on time. seems to be, why you with me? You're not mine.

THE BOARD's (6x6) MAIN GRID can be gridded out to letters (a-z) and numbers (1-9 & 0) the grid can also be used in indexing symbols, the symbols can be listed on a grid in a book that can had differeent page numbers allocated to information regarding what might be encountered when entering that space on the board, or if a trigger or action has activatd it in some way, summoned, or otherwise, also, WORDS can be used as well, as words are made of letters and the words can mix encrypted elements listed in letter bound elements and element bound letters. zydes: it's a way of mapping the universe. -om- 12/13/2009

COPYRIGHT OLIVER MATTSON Brainlick:  Ninety Eight Dreams or: Starting off Damned only to be left with some Loose Change leftover.  Synopsis: / Outline: A BRIEF INTRO TO Alexander  Maxim: first concussion age 3 1st overdose: age 9 age 13 broke into warner lot in Burbank, got mugshots taken, crying like hell. age 14 passed high school credits in 6 weeks. started working. atarted college at 1ge 18 and went to college full time to get my certification in business computer apps. DOWNHILL UFOs, Ghosts, and other stuff that people have seen when near me. ask me anything. ask me about what it was like in the 80's and 90's and the arcade and music scene do a walkthrough or drive about and get some one on one audio. describe the breakdowns, NO VIOLENCE the damned show. the trip to the coast Listening to all the jam bands *highlight: Loose Change & The Process, Area 707 *highlight:  The Carter *highlight Brahma Bull Music stores / Demon L

Is there Anything in here that would like to communicate with us???  Is there something you'd like us to know?   Make a sound or move something so that we know that you're here. THUD ... thump. ait appeard a if a finger had hit the dusty mirror, it was hard to tell with dimming flashlights and dying lightsticks though... G.  A.  ... M... E.... GAME... the finger or fingers were writing out a word.... then a question mark ? YES, we said... in different timings all of us  eyeballing the dusty mirror in the dark dark house. then came PAPER then PEN. then RULER we had a paper bag  we tore it up and layed it out long ways on the floor by the mirror. we found a couple of ball points and a number 2 ticonderoga which my lockblade whittled a quick point on in a jiffy.  we placed them on the floor by the mirror as well.  then the word that came next spooked the heck out of all of us. DIE. YOU want US to die?  I asked the entity that was writin

i don't think so. Do I own a Stormtrooper suit?  No Do I speak Klingon?  No.  Roddenberry was rad, great franchise, and all, but, no, no Klingon. Do I read archives of music notes, and research?  Yes.  Golly jee have starry eyes anymore for any musicians, actors, and or celebrities?  Not really, that urge to dump that kind of energy into anybody else at all without some wonderful or devious return on investment, to me seems... i dunno, meh.    Is it too late for me?  I don't know.  Have I lost the urge to dress up as  a fave character from a game or Anime.  kind of.  i miss liking things "more", than i do now.  some people say that depression and trauma can do that to people.  doop doop dooop.  i dunno, i'm starting to "enjoy", stuff, again, but it isn't the same blind and boundless faith and energy going bonko balls out forward head over heels into being a fan of anything.  It's a new way.  A valid one.  No more mad at my head.  No lettin

Speeding Tickets:  1998, on way to willits picked up hippie with binder full of sheets of acid, he said to drive mellow, but i was wanting to get to the head shop before the mofo closed.  Police Person Pulled Me over.  Hippie is panicking.  Hippie Is tripping.  Im stone cold calm.  Cucumber, Man.  Stone Cold Sober and stne cold mad.  He's freking out.  he's sweating, copy paste standard words from cop: You were ging a bit fast blah blah blah...   just give me the damn ticket before you look in the fried out eyeballs of my hitchhiker.  Yes, Officier, everything's fine, everythings groovy, we're up to no bad tonite.  ALL I WANTED WAS A NEW EFFING PIPE.  instead, i made sure that i got this sonofabitch to his safehouse before getting arrested and heading on my merry way, out the door, to the close up head shop.  joy of joys.  NOT.  the only solace i found that night was slugging back a couple forties out by low gap park and finding a couple joints of some decent brown that