lincoln sward
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Lincoln Sward resides somewhere in the folds of everyone's brain. He is just a figment of the everyday man's or woman's imagination. It would be nice to say that he is the one who causes those flashes of brilliance within one's mind, but he is definitely not the Ego or the Id. What is the purpose of the Lincoln, and why has It sputtered out fragments of sentences and called it poetry, if that is even what you want to call it. I guess for the common good of mankind, or maybe to keep each and every one of us out of the Crisis Unit of the Psychiatric Ward, but what ever his reasons they are always for the perpetuation of the duality of life and the constant struggle between Good and Evil. |
• What do you do for a living?
i rape the american mind of all the information i can get out of them. what they like to eat and when they eat it. what wood products do they like to buy and why do they buy them. would they trust the home depot over a college professor as a source of information. do you think your utility company has earned your loyalty on a 0-10 scale. on a 0-10 scale how badly do you want to kill yourself. would that be very bad or somewhat bad, or maybe neither bad nor good. it's a sad situation to work in, but yet i touch so many peoples' lives. • Who are your favorite artists?
those who walk on the earth. of course i laud some over others, but yet you can't help but appreciate the insanity of everyday life. • What influences you to write about/how you do?
motion and the rhythm that underlies those small unnoticed moments. power and some unknown source of energy that wakes me in the middle of the night or catches me in the the mist of a dead on daze. i really think that asking anyone why they do anything is like asking someone to unravel the mysteries of the universe. i just do and that in itself is the only honest answer i could give. • Where do you see the underground writing scene in 25 years?
i don't know. will we even communicate the same we have for these last 1000 or more years. i see bright things in whatever direction we head in. i hope that we could get the reader more involved in the process or even the experience of when you hit a solid wave of thought/emotion and your just riding it in for everything that life is worth. i love those moments and if we could get the reader more involved in that primal feeling then i think more people would get back into literature. the world is filled to the hilt with junkies of one sort or another and art in it's conceptual stage is very much a drug. it satisfies an urge. i want the audience to become more involved in this so as to have an orgy of thought and emotion. a carnage of the past and thrust towards the future. a near death experience where the audience will be reborn into a new reality more conducive to the flexibility that exists but is not permitted in the archaic way we walk through life in this present reality. • from cait - tell us about the most devastating negative situation you've been involved in and how you handled it and do you still use condoms even if it's not for the purpose intended...? (no water balloon scenes pullleaaaaaaase heh -
i can't really say that i have been in any negative situations when i have to look to the past. i usually have learned something from it and in essence it turns out to be a very beneficial thing. i have to be in the moment. things are going fairly well right now. i did have a very frightening experience when i lost touch with the world a few weeks ago. i don't even remember where i was at or what i was doing. i scared a lot of people from what was told to me when i finally got back. it did have a lot to do with the amount i was drinking...it was exhausting. i didn't get very much sleep and everything frightened me. that's about all i remember of the experience. i did however come across something i wrote during that time and it was a character sketch for a book i'm thinking about writing. so really i don't know how negative that would be. i guess, without being over dramatic, existance is very trying for me. i feel like i'm constantly drowning in the world. i don't know what my mind has been chosen for a battleground to wage a war on, but each day is a struggle. maybe i'm blessed...but honestly who really gives a fuck. i mean really. evolution has been so kind to us..hahahahhahaha.i love condoms and i don't use them for anything they are intended for, because i usually don't get to much action in the horizontal position or any angle for that matter. yes, count me in for the condom revolution. |
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