Hypnagogic Regression

"In industrial society time rules supreme. The current mode of production demands that every action be exactly "timed," that not only the endless assemby line conveyor belt but, in a less crude sense, most of our activities be ruled by time... time has become our ruler. Only in our free hours do we seem to have a certain choice. Yet we usually organize our leisure as we organize our work. Or we rebel against tyrant time by being absolutely lazy. By not doing anything except disobeying time's demands, we have the illusion that we are free, when we are, in fact, only paroled from our time-prison."

2007 gleaned...

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Wee wee wee

This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed at home,
This little piggy had roast beef,
This little piggy had none.
And this little piggy went...
"Wee wee wee" all the way home...

But, grandmother, what big eyes you have...

648 Virgins

See it grow!

New Years yet to get thru...

You just gotta say yes to another excess!

They know when you've been sleeping...

They know when you're awake! They know when you've been bad! They know every dirty little thought you have! They know everything! No more presents, ever!

G-string Gesus!

Just don't get too wrapped up in yourselves

“There is a hurricane ablowing and just by knowing what you know, you have an advantage to the blind morons that surround you everyday. However not everyone can be saved. Ancient proverb: don't bother telling the TRUTH to your friend because he already knows and don't bother telling the TRUTH to your enemy because he won't believe you. Civilize those you can and fuck the rest. There are too many people in this world. It is not our responsibility to be constantly cleaning up after the weak-minded. Nature will eventually run its course and those too stupid to live will fortunately be crushed beneath the wheels of our progress. Assume your individuality. Culture can rob you of your uniqueness. That's how stereotypes exist, and not without reason. Anyone too wrapped up in the sheep mentality of their ethnicity can never truely express themselves as individuals. READ, Watch, LISTEN, DO what you want. BUT BE WARNED! You cannot have this freedom at no cost. You must pay in responsibility. If you listen to MARILYN MANSON and MURDER your FAMILY then you will go to jail. That's reality. If you decide to commit suicide for a song-SO LONG SUCKER! That kind of thinking has no place in our movement. Right now as a Family, as an Army we are limited as a minority. Laws bind us. But it is important to remember the law is only what is popular. Not whats right or wrong. Marilyn Manson rejects conventional morality and societys self-serving standards. When WE become the majority, we will decide who doesn't belong. As misanthropes and throw-away lods we will not submit to the mainstream. You will become it. And America should be very, very afraid. I AM YOU.”

Marilyn Manson

Jollybeargumgums

Polar bears do not hibernate in the true sense of the word. True hibernators experience a marked drop in heart rate and a body temperature that plunges to nearly 0� C (32� F). Polar bears on the other hand, often take females back to their den and it is well known that heart rate and body temperatures can be alarming high and can cause melt down to global warming proportions. Hibernation is for the birds!

Being at one with Xmas

St Nick & Kramps

Gonna find out whose naughty & nice

Greetings for my younger self

Nuts

If "ifs" and "buts" were candy and nuts, wouldn't it be a Merry Christmas?

Fitzrovia bachelors pad is alive & well!

It rained champagne

Mother

Spider from Mars

Rain magic can stop anytime now...

Stunts to publicise the Simpsons film. A 180ft image of Homer Simpson waving a doughnut aloft has appeared adjacent to the ancient Cerne Abbas giant, the 17th Century chalk fertility symbol in Dorset. Though Homer is drawn in biodegradeable paint, local pagans aren't amused, saying that the proximity of Homer is disrespectful. Ann Bryn-Evans, joint Wessex district manager for the Pagan Federation adds that they'll be doing some "rain magic" to wash it away (which surely shouldn't be necessary given the current weather).

Doh! Doughnut!

Yeah, i'm just happy to see you!

And death shall have no dominion

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

Jack The Dripper

http://www.jacksonpollock.org/

It's all cool! Don't you worry yourselves none!

Long Live The New Flesh!

You'll forgive me if I don't stay around to watch. I just can't cope with the freaky stuff!

Not Snoop Dogg (not even a dog)

I like the Zeitgeist baby!

Temptation to behave is terrible

Don't be afraid of death so much as an inadequate life

DD777 Memo

In a sweat house?

Don't sweat the small stuff and it's all small stuff!

Now I wanna be your dog

The fascists have removed the video. None of the Youtube ones left have the same power. Just Google 'Now i Want to be your dog' for something less worhty........

Dance?

I say honey,

I've got hooves for feet and my shoes are made of charcoal!

Pan

Greek god of partying and bacchanalia. Inventor of "pan-theism", pan-pipes, pan-cakes, and pan-ty-hose! With the hind quarters of a goat, and the torso of a Greek God (albeit a rather hairy one!). Leader of the satyrs... An eye for fine wines, and for the laydeez!

I fought the law

Münster Kassel Frankfurt Venice 07

There is about 1000 photos here altogether! Get a bottle of wine and some music on and the slide shows rolling as there is some cracking good stuff...

http://picasaweb.google.com/magnolo/MunsterKasselFrankfurt/photo?authkey=G49P7IaGiqA#s5115621232251309154

http://picasaweb.google.com/magnolo/Venice07/photo?authkey=2AygBqLRLKo#s5116371924016405346

http://picasaweb.google.com/magnolo/Venice07Cont/photo?authkey=yaEtYVvffUc#s5116428145138317490

Decoding David الوحدة 777 قتال

Dead Kennedys

"Holiday In Cambodia"

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son
What you need, my son

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
Need a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot..

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

Pol Pot

Walrus wasn't Paul

Renaldo and The Loaf

The Residents

When I paint my masterpiece

Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum, / Dodging lions and wastin' time / Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see em. / Yes it sure has been a long, hard climb . . . / Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody / When I paint my masterpiece. / Someday, everything is gonna be different / When I paint my masterpiece.

Darwinape

'Hybridization brings newness into the world'
Salman Rushdie

Human Fly

You're afraid to dive into the plasma pool, aren't you? You're afraid to be destroyed and recreated, aren't you? I'll bet you think that you woke me up about the flesh, don't you? But you only know society's straight line about the flesh. You can't penetrate beyond society's sick, gray, fear of the flesh. Drink deep or taste not the plasma spring! Y'see what I'm saying? And I'm not just talking about sex and penetration, I'm talking about penetration beyond the veil of the flesh! A deep penetrating dive into the plasma pool! So, lets get deep down and touch the bottom of that pool!