Jasper-Rolls

The spider doesn't know it, but it's already dead Limbs trapped in the resin the flow faster than expected a flash flood of burning orange Entombed, encased, it suffocates looking out on the world it will never touch again The mind shuts down, the long legs stop moving and it is trapped eternally Existence is a memory framed in its final moments, in the amber A grim method of destruction These days we have much more efficient means of trapping the soul Take the camera Cheese, cries the photographer and we all turn, mouths open, teeth clenched together We are having fun, our faces our saying We are enjoying ourselves a little play performed f

Set 001: Creatures & Conspiracies Mini 001: Conspiracy Theories [Boyd Cooper TF] An electric current raced through me as I picked up the chalk that was delicately balanced on the ledge. "If you want to understand", the scribblings on the walls said, "take up my pen". So I had, but despite the sudden rush of energy, the mad jottings didn't make any more sense. "So...the...Rodeo Clowns...and...the government..." I tried to follow the logic, speaking out loud to myself, but there was nothing there. There was no logic. It was madness. I didn't know how the chalk was meant to make anything clearer. I went to put it down - and jumped. The hand