Dawn of My Childhood 
Visualised by archtomato On Thursday, February 28, 2013 at 0:00 Hrs | Minimum B.S.

Ok ok,

The dawn of my childhood was nestled in a cradle of dreams. It was nestled between the universe of flowers and the stars. It was a time of beauty, peace and hope.

My mornings i spent walking knee deep in flowers, running my fingers through the soft petals, understanding their moods which they conveyed by colours and smell while pondering the questions to life. A life without purpose is like a mind without dreams. I listened to the sound of the wind as it brushed the petals. They spoke of lost dreams, urging me to find them before they faded. Before i got trapped by my own reflection.

The nights were spent in hours gazing upon the skies, as stars across the vastness took turns telling me their tales and fall. And i understood then that we are all connected. Our bodies and minds work by the same rules that guide the stars. The heavens exploded their riches forth and therefore have enriched us with the chemistry of life. And then there was light.

So logically, we are all connected. To each other, biologically. To nature, chemically. And to the rest of the universe, atomically. It’s not that we are better than the universe; we are part of the universe. We are in the universe and the universe is in us.

ps: That makes me smile. And at the end of it all, I actually feel quite large.

No Tomatoes Squashed   •  Throw a Tomato  •  Category: Ageless 
Good Luck CC 
Visualised by archtomato On Saturday, February 16, 2013 at 15:43 Hrs | Minimum B.S.

Ok ok,

Good luck in Europe. Don’t take no for an answer. Like a sculptor with a chisel, an extension of his arms, work your way. Attain victory. Attain smiles.

ps: Here’s to you.

2 Tomatoes Squashed   •  Throw a Tomato  •  Category: Ageless 
Companions of the Tomato 
Visualised by archtomato On Thursday, February 14, 2013 at 13:00 Hrs | Minimum B.S.

I have had the privilege of meeting people who justified my principles, who gave me the strength to continue against any foe, real or imagined.

These were the companions who stood by as i fought the helplessness, the rage, and frustration. These were the companions who played Left4Dead, ate McSpicy Burgers and did senseless things in the name of fun with me.

These were the friends who gave me my life. I dedicate this post to the companions of the tomato.

No Tomatoes Squashed   •  Throw a Tomato  •  Category: Tributes 
Visualised by archtomato On Sunday, February 3, 2013 at 15:27 Hrs | Minimum B.S.

Ok ok,

In every language in all the place of this world, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero’s strength, the mother’s resilience, and the poor man’s armor. It cannot be broken, and it cannot be taken away.”

ps: Believe it.

No Tomatoes Squashed   •  Throw a Tomato  •  Category: Ageless 
Here’s to wishful thinking 
Visualised by archtomato On Saturday, February 2, 2013 at 0:00 Hrs | Minimum B.S.

Ok ok,

I want to have a dog cat called nebuchadnezzar, a villa by the coastal cliffs called the Mullah Mahal, McSpicy Burgers made from extra virgin olive oil re-labelled Awesomest Maximest Burger, a unique Balboni tuned Lamborghini monster called “Steve Jobs” and a personal jester called red-pill to make me laugh forever.

ps: A 102inch Flatron to watch “How i met you Mother” in High-Def would be nice too.

No Tomatoes Squashed   •  Throw a Tomato  •  Category: Ageless 

Fact File

Archtomato . OxyMoron .
Laughing at Gilded Butterflies

Archtomato works in the IT security industry and has managed to convince his bosses for the past 10 years that his best work is yet to come.

Archtomato is a coffee nut, a photographer without focus, a traveler who can't read maps, a diver who floats all too easily and a champion of world peace.

He is an avid practitioner of the dark side of the force; admires Chuck Norris, Paris Hilton and collects vintage Batman comics. Just like the Horizon, Time Dilation, Flying pigs, Tax Reliefs and possibly, the "Opposition", he believes he is more of a concept than a corporeal being.

Archtomato believes that the true nature of man is decided in the battle between the conscious mind and the desires of the subconscious and that the evil of man's subconscious is often too strong to resist. The only way to win is to deny it battle.

He now lives in a world of pollution, profanity, adolescence, smelly beavers, zits, herpes, broccoli, racism, ozone depletion, sexism, conscription, yellow bananas, stupid people, nightmares, dog whisperers,Gamma Ray Bursts, Nuke Baddies and sings badly but regularly in the bathroom.

 Tomatoes were sacrificed in the making of this website, contents and for the continual existence of its owner.

 Rss 2.0  |  Atom  |  Main

Blog Search

Articles Vault



Recent Comments


Still going strong in an inane work full of Ozone Depletion, Data Breaches, Chuck Norris, Tough Cookies, Mangy Dogs, Zits, Scurvy, Ninjas, Racism, Pollution, Herpes, Festivus , Broccoli, Mimes, Ghost Whisperer, Smelly Beavers, Petya, Donald Trump, Adolescence, Gravity, Pin Worms, Maths, Black Holes, Jedis, Cuban Cigars, Quick Sand, Methamphetamie, Ransomware and Nuke Baddies. Archtomato.com® reserves the full rights to all materials found on this domain. All works are commisioned and owned by Archtomato.com®, unless explicitly stated and are protected by international copyright laws. Archtomato.com® shall not be held liable should these materials be distributed without the explicit written permission of Archtomato.com®. Not Suitable for Dummies, Feminists, Animal Rights Activists, Scientologists and Dead People. Powered by 125% Freshly Locally Squeezed Tomato Juice.

Archtomato.com © 2005-2019. All Rights Reserved.