Sunday, August 28, 2005

In Search Of Sunrise p2

In the catacombs of opaque ashes
and the anxious sweat of a bride
The old man held the trembling boy
with static destruction told him -

"Never fear that which is inevitable -
for the real fear rests in its anticipation.
Embrace it, as I am embracing you."

X----------------------------------------X

The singing palm tree hung precariously
bending against the might of the winds
its leaves and roots caving to the iniquity
as it danced a lonely ballet of melancholy
towards the replinished house of certainty.

It would break. The entire congregation would hymn in delight.
For the only real emperor is the Emperor of Ice Cream.

X------------------------------------------X

As he held the .45 in his mouth; angulated towards the heavens,
the man shut his eyes and gathered his last gasp of concentration.
He let out a chilling smile as he focused on the one thing that made
perfect.
sense.
in his.
life.

His childhood.
The rest is ice cream.

Friday, August 19, 2005

God is Asleep.

Seattle is a fucking wierd place. Take for example a recent excursion to a club with a group of friends.

First song they (David Banner - Play) played went a little like this:

"Play"Cum girl, I'm tryna get your pussy wetWork that, lemme see you drip sweatCum girl, I'm tryna get your pussy wetWork that, lemme see you drip sweatGon play with itGon play with itGon play with itGon play with itGon play with itWork that clitCum girlFinger fuck your pussy like you want some, girlWork it like a nigga straight licking on your pearlI wanna see you cum in the middle of the dance floorA nigga can't fuck, what you think your finger made ...."

By the way the song itself is extremely good, but can you believe the lyrics on this? What is worse was witnessing what was going on at the dancefloor. I'll spare you the details, but let me tell you this:

Do not go to a dance club in the states, especially if you don't drink, pop or want to have public sex. The weather is changing and it isn't pretty.

My head fucking hurts.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Degenerates unite!

I like liberals. I really do.

Ride along the coaster of Leninism and you may perhaps understand why the Democratic Party is endorsing the right of Beastality.

After all, boning or getting boned by a mule is an exercise of free choice is it not?

Who knows, with the "progression" of Marxist socialism, we might get it so that the institution of marriage will be redefined to allow marriage with animals.

About 60 miles east of the city I call home now (Seattle), they found 100+ hours of footage in the infamous "animal farm" (poor Orwell must have cringed in his grave). Perhaps the most disturbing of this is a dozen notary men and women indulging themselves with sheep - of course trying to tempt them to give them oral is the most egregious . Of course, the crescendo that insues is in itself an art form is it not?

My prediction is that twenty years from now people will justify this the same way they are justifying homosexuality, abortion and stem cells. Sometimes orthodoxy is progression ladies and gentlemen.

I close by saying this:

I like pie. And please leave your pets alone.