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You’re not Instagram famous. You’re not your Facebook friends, you’re not your likes. You’re not your Twitter followers, you’re not your retweets. You’re not your number of visitors, you’re not your subscribers, you’re not upvoted.

You’re not your iPhone, or Android. You’re not your apps. You’re not fucking jailbroken.

You’re not your Tumblr reblogs. You’re not your YouTube views. And you were never the fucking mayor.

You’re the all-surfing, all-procrastinating, attention-seeking crap on the web.

I don’t really talk about my clothing line “QUOTES” Clothing on here. I should. The themes of each (life, art, inspiration) are too similar to not.

Every day short inspirational letters/blog posts are emailed every morning to all the subscribers. So I thought I’d treat you to seven of my favorite ones so far. And although I attribute the letters to the person who’s quote it was inspired by, all letters are written by me and are thus fictional. (Oh, and of course there’s clothing in all this.)

So let’s get started with the letters:

My dear,

Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.

They fish and fish, before realizing they are actually wood-smiths. They fish and fish, before realizing they are actually word-smiths…. They fish and fish before realizing that they do not want to fish. They learn too late that they’d rather follow their own hearts that fish.

My dear, replace fish with work and you’ll see what I speak of.

Truly yours,
Henry David Thoreau

My dear,

You know what I tell myself everytime I write?

Faster, faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death.

I sit on my chair, and force myself to write… and keep writing, until I get to that point where it’s no longer the fear of mortage payments that’s driving me, ’till it’s no longer the thoughts of long days with empty stomachs forcing my fingers to glide over that keyboard – but instead, the thrill of writing one letter after the other, one word after the next, one sentence after the former… until I write for writing in itself.

It’s comparable to riding down a one way dead-end steep highway on a bike with no brakes. At first all you can think about is your death in the more than likely head-busting collision that’s about to happen. But pretty soon you realize that the road is infinitely long and infinitely steep – all you’re doing is gaining speed, and there’s no end in sight. Heck, you can probably ride this thing now with no arms.

And that’s when the fun starts.

Truly yours,
Hunter Stockton Thompson Continue Reading →

Slick hipster takes candid shots that look pro. Slick hipster was expecting it. She knew she’d be photographed this morning. She practiced that expression in the mirror. That one reveals too much. That one reveals too little. That one’s too bland. That one’s too shocking. That one’s perfect! It’s just right. And then slick hipster chose her outfit. Gucci. Jacobs. Versace. Dior. McCartney. Miu. Sui. Mixed in with a little thrift-store rag and tag. Hmm… That one reveals too much. That one reveals too little. That one’s too bland. That one’s too shocking. That one’s perfect! It’s just right. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Slick actor is in all the right movies. Saying just the right thing, at just the right time. Never stumbling. Never at a loss for words. Look! Slick actor’s in a adventure-romance! In an action-thriller! In a comedy-horror! He has great abs. She has great tits. He has great arms. She has great hair. Slick actor’s male. Slick actor’s female. But the same attire nevertheless. The custom made attire. The one that fits so perfectly. Not baggy. Not tight. Just right. Nothing more. Nothing less. Continue Reading →

Better company?

Ughhh. Their company has 10 Harvard graduates while we… Ughhh, we just don’t.

Better athlete?

Look how huge he is! I can’t possible take him down.

Better love?

Look at the size of her ring! She’s got the best husband in the world.

Better message?

That post is 1000 words, while this one is only 100, obviously this one sucks and has nothing of importance to say.

Oh, America – land of the big is better slogan. Judging on size is self-defeating. And pretty stupid. (Smaller is not better by the way – that’s just you, judging on size again.)

photo credit: Tobyotter

The famous Nighthawks (1942) by Edward Hopper.

Bartender: “I can’t believe you’re back in town! Never thought I’d live to see the day John McKempoll strolled back into Phillies again. And with a lady too! Hold on, let me get you two a couple of drinks, on the house.” *Reaches for drinks under the cupboard* “What’ll it be?”

John: *Chuckles* “Glad to see you never change Tom. I’ll have a coffee, black. And this is Karla by the way.”

Karla: “Nice to meet you Tom. I’ll have what John’s having.”

John: *Looks at Karla* “Really? Never met a woman who takes her coffee black.”

Karla: “Well, I do…”

Tom: “Come on John, shouldn’t you know your lady’s preferences by now?”

John: “Actually we just met. Gave her a ride coming here.”

Tom: *Pause* “And why did you come here?”

John: *Silence*

Tom: *Shakes head* “Same old John, looking for trouble again.”

John: “That’s not why I came back.”

Tom: “Good, because Clyde’s still in town.” Continue Reading →

Yesterday I saw the future.

Not just once, not twice, but thrice.

Do you remember that scene from Minority Report where Tom Cruise walks past an ad and it recognizes him personally and talks to him directly? What about Johny Mnemonic, where Keanu Reeves surfs the web in a virtual reality environment? In a sense, that’s exactly where we’re headed. And frankly, I can’t wait.

But I can’t go about yelling “This is the future” all willy nilly. Don’t want to be compared to that guy on that corner downtown saying the same thing now do I?

So let’s look at the details of this whole interactive video thingy we have going on here. Continue Reading →

“You are a victim of the rules you live by.” ~ Anonymous

Remember the first time you crossed the empty street when the do not walk sign was still flashing red?

I do. And I’ll never forget that feeling I got from doing so that first time. That feeling as exhilarating as stepping on the moon, of going where no man has gone before (I thought so at the time). That euphoric feeling in which I realized that the constraints I once thought physical and unbreakable were in fact mental and fragile.

Sometimes the simplest of childhood moments changes your life forever. For some it’s seeing someone on television receiving bewildering amounts of praise from girls of all kinds (John Lennon seeing Elvis Presley), and for others it’s hearing classical or jazz music. For me, this was it – crossing the street illegally at age 7.

My views on rules, authority, and society were forever changed! It was as if I had taken the red pill and finally seen the world for what it truly was. The world was not as almighty and unchangeable as I once thought it was.

Rules didn’t have to be followed!

With those few illegal steps I had unknowingly altered my own future drastically.

I had unknowingly uncovered something about the world that the majority of people never do. At that moment I realized that we all live by a set of rules. Continue Reading →