Mathematical Memories

recent work

2007-01-09T02:00:05Z

this war

2006-07-25T05:11:26Z

I met livejournal through a personality i created to roam the internet named rhinohed. rhinohed was mysterious and sweet. he was funny and inteligent. rhinohed knew how to talk to people and get reactions from them.
rhinohed did not exist.

but the internet turned around on rhinohed. the internet became his reality and i started to see rhinohed's mark all over places ouside the web. i've spent the last year and a half as the manifestation of rhinohed's imagination, living a life he set up for me. i became hungry for life, clawing at the skin of what was made for me. i changed. i twisted myself up in love for life, in life and it was almost perfect. an anjel was born and interrupted my darkness, and clouded my worries with life. love of life. an intoxication of equal passing.
the internet no longer existed, rhinohed was now named brady, and brady loved life.

a year and a half.
like a moment.
a moment meant to change my path..
confusion, joy, anger, laughter and tears..
changes for the best.. changes for the worse.
a year and a half of personal neglect for the nutrion of life. the anjel in arms, demons in pathways and in the end...
a path unexpected..
and memories full of signs.
a future hidden in time,
but i have what i learn;
everything that's given,
everything i earn..
and everything i've written
in rhinohed should burn.

i met livejournal through rhinohed. livejournal adopted him and put him on a path.

but today i had to kill him,
because i can do the math.

a hill and the stars

2006-05-05T02:51:38Z

such an interesting few weeks. i have such wonderful news to spill to livejournal and this post is dedicated to only that. as most of you know i have been living with anjelica for a little over a year now and our relationship has grown so strong in the time we have spent together. aside from our unoften tiffs, i have found love in the most beautiful girl. a couple of weeks ago i decided that it was time to attempt as hard as i could to show anjel just how much i love her, even though i know it will never be explained. at patterson park on a chilly night, under the pagota we first hung out i asked her to take a leap with me into a life together in marriage. nothing could ever make me more happy then the second she looked at me and said yes. i have been smiling like a retard since, every time i look at her my eyes catch a small shimmery flash from the ring on her finger and everything feels perfect. i know we will live a wonderful life together, i know we will grow so perfectly together. she is my world.

weeks ending

2006-04-12T00:27:58Z

i broke down on rt 50, anjel and i hitched a ride from some old guy with baked beans to salisbury.. or at least part of the way to salisbury, we had coffee and a sandwich at dunkin doughnuts. my grandmother told us we could be as loud as we want because she cannot hear very well from the other side of the house, before cooking us a breakfast we only half-ate. tools are expensive but neccasary. the ocean speaks strangley when it's cold, it's a bit more entire without the disturbance of human kids splashing in its waves, we found peace within the freezing in eachothers arms before it's infinity. when film strips rip they first slow down and go blurry. endings never suprize me when they don't exist. they could not hear us because we did it quietly. i took the wrong exit on the way home and we saw the tip of DC, then a brother took the wrong dose and i saw the tip of a mountain, and within it built a hospital where i could not help but cry because his legs have gotten so long, and everywhere they step becomes the wrong way to everyone next to him. they use drugs to win over the parents. they use drugs to cover the trackmarks.

bradystarr @ 2006-04-01T18:13:00

2006-04-01T23:31:09Z

a few years ago a few people added this journal to their friends list since i had asked them to do so from my other journal. and i never really got around to using it very much. most of the time i feel i cant talk about a lot of things on my other journal because it holds a certain amount of meaning to me that can't really get mixed up with "what i want to write about".

i havnt been painting much.. i feel a bit burned out from the entire thing. if i have enough energy to make visual art i end up pulling out a sketchbook and doodling something that will eventually be closed and never looked at again. i started a painting a few months ago but the second i added color i fucked up the entire thing and i cant even force myself to look at it sitting in the corner. i still write, not as i would like to but it does qualify as the act of writing. they typically start off as a rhythum in my head and a bunch of rhyming words but once i'm finished i analyze the fuck out of it like i do anything else and i find some sort of meaning and truth behind it. i guess we have the ability to make truth out of any jibberish marked on a tablet. the relationship anjel and i have formed continues to grow and i find myself more and more in love with everything that she is every day that i am able to be close to her. i spent a good amount of time in my life searching blindly for someone i could even spend a week with, and finally right here beside me is the woman i can't stand to be without for the rest of time. we sometimes have our miscommunications but we both know that deep within our hearts we are one and nothing between us is ever bad. we have this awesome home in a pretty nice neighborhood, we both have good jobs and can actually afford to do things. we got memberships to the Y this morning and are planning to take care of our bodys, which is good.. i don't take much care of myself physically.

i got a promotion.
i deal with national accounts for tire kingdom.
mainly Carmax. i'm in charge of keeping tire kingdom the main tire distribor for a carmax location. it gets tough sometimes because sears is close by and they have good prices, but they can't beat ours. i work along side this kid mike, whos been doing it for a while and sucks. it's not bad work, just frustraiting at times.

well thats enough rambling for now. maybe i'll talk about something interesting next time.

Six

2005-04-15T19:07:04Z

Coming soon.

Invited

2005-03-14T07:30:49Z

rhinohed, the movie

2004-10-28T23:56:45Z

December 2005

The Three Nymphs

2004-10-26T14:17:27Z

rhinohed the movie

2004-10-23T00:04:25Z

comming in december

The rhinohed

2004-10-19T07:16:30Z

..

my last time be spent, ti'me meant to resign to a new level.
my past time be lent too much sent to one side - where we hide.
try not, to be kind.

my fase.
too low too notice ..
my race. you show too know this
blow this go this ..
uncovered me.

my place.
too long ago we
wrong below an
we knowan. [is almost common sence now]
[is almost known to wall>>we
almost come on sense now][we
know it..]

we show it..
so know me..
arose he --
don't blow it.

ii: The Salvation

2004-10-17T23:58:13Z

Prayers
sorry i left you here where i seem so far away i -- hurried screaming out that door and lead so far today--

i.. counting fingers of the drops we let split, tangled to stay and up under it.

i see so far away i -- need too hard, too much too say.

i'm sorry i left you near, so sorry that u prey.

the ocean; Dylan

2004-10-16T20:02:33Z

a portrait of my brother. photo by himself

October Storms

2004-10-16T18:22:52Z

was bored today on my day off.. click for larger

Daydreampt the String

2004-10-10T20:00:25Z

Originally:

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The Pisces-Perseus Supercluster
ser jusst a few of it be blue a bit and lit up like lies in yr mindan, we linan a sit with two-toned fit to stick in~a word herean therean wheran top a rules for a, the followed fools make lien in yr mindan, we fine and already fill in mind he, took our kind he, wont find us it.

i like to play with things

2004-10-03T02:30:19Z

Sadnote.mp3 by Brady Starr
piano by fjordscape

I'm Healthy.mp3 by Brady Starr

In Dark.mp3 by Brady Starr

Brady Starr Designs

2004-09-27T04:23:52Z

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Morning pt. 2

2004-09-26T13:12:14Z

photoshop

Finding Choices
up and loud you look, so soon to this your mind had took too loud an(up and round an). without a sound an ..
~how you think this gonna change inyr life-ah? get ready to fight-ferya night ya das right, kid.

start screaman to roundup - and we do some sounds.
start yellin to findup - and we loose some rounds.
up and down us and found was around us - you can't fathom.
fuck up and fake it,
maybe you'll make it.

Introducing a new layout for bradystarr.com

2004-09-26T00:09:35Z

bradystarr.com

Running Misc. Data File 0

This design is fairly old but was fun to make.

Damage Machine

2004-09-24T05:51:01Z

original photo by: Afinity

i'm
running out of options
reading from the other side
means leading the other ride an (2_)
keep on stealan er sticky
(to tricky to stay without)
ikky from the tricks and dicks about
big deep in deepends.
weekends out of options//
cant write
cant draw(can't draw)
cant sing less flawed ..c ant
sit still in one place for a second to..
(1_)your.
cant pick a part the sections who..
your.
your. fucking routine nature makes me
break promises.
this time iz'is in comma spaces
in places of yr states aware
this time i'll do it fair and give you the/i'll give you the
time to think abbouble
while you sit'n yr rouble./i'll give you the
i'll daoubble init, rid'it ti|| yr stabel init kid.
cant fight
cant stall
cant eat it raw ..caan't
sit still in two places for a second too
fucking long.
long. fucking routine nature makes me
(fakes me)
and puts it in words a missed
and makes you pissed.
all along. kid.
[ARTICLE MISSING]d

After Rembrandt

2004-09-24T05:47:26Z

This oil painting is done on wood. It's a copy of one of my favorite rembrandt self portraits.

Noctura

2004-09-23T20:58:06Z

a portrait of Nadia (panteratigris)
the photo is a self portrait by her but i made some photoshop changes.

when they believe
hey. whaz you gonna end up doin whennis get in yr face?
when is time to set pace and show face to know it? HA.
whaz you gonna act kid, react this, task is a lot to handle
six times the angled vision, can you make the first insision?
hmmm..
hey. hey you. heh
whaz you gonna be up to - when your up to the nut who
shut you down with ways to flow the show the boat we dunno whats goin on.
whaz you gonna do, kid?
when is up to you kid?
two ways to take it..
blue days will make it..
who you to fake it?
cover up, ignore the sound of..
hovered up and eyes of bound ones.

Ticklespot

2004-09-17T02:07:51Z

"Ticklespot" is the evolved version of "Tourmenting a Broken Heart" from the Self-Medicated Manifesto collection. not too much diffrent but cleaned up a bit and it hadnt yet been displayed on this website.

bradystarr @ 2004-09-16T00:28:00

2004-09-16T04:31:44Z

click her to enter

The NoteBook Collection

2004-09-08T06:47:21Z

Numb Nights

i did this for me. [ ]
needed to be free. [ ]
you cant believe.. [ ]
i'm good at decieving you.

i did this with intension,
body stuck in suspension..
i did it with thought,
cuz' it's all that i got.

and so i was gone,
i never said goodbye. i stayed here while
i learned to fly. and so i'm[ ] out there,
body's not allowed there. i said why once
you saw me die.

i did this for me. [ ]
needed to be free. [ ]
you cant believe me, [ ]
i'm good at decieving you. [ ]

but now i be breathing you. ;)

ear

These two were actually just old sketches i found laying arond my mothers house from about 4 years ago. I tossed em into photoshop to mess with tones and such a bit and was so pleased with the outcome I thought to share it with the website. :)