Sunday, September 13, 2009

Sacred Monsters

I seek, or is searching for, or would like to discover, never to uncover him, the delicious enemy, quite disarmed, whose equilibrium is unstable, profile uncertain, face inadmissible, the enemy broken by a breath of air, the already humiliated slave, ready to throw himself out the window at the least sign, the defeated enemy: blind, deaf, mute. With no arms, no legs, no stomach, no heart, no sex, no head, all told a complete enemy, already bearing all the marks of my bestiality that now need never be used (too lazy anyway). I want the total enemy, with immeasurable and spontaneous hatred for me, but also the subjugated enemy, defeated by me before he even knows me. Not to be reconciled with me, in any case. No friends. Above all, no friends: a declared enemy, but not a tortured one. Clean, faultless. What are his colors? From a green as tender as a cherry to an effervescent violet. His size? Between the two of us, he presents himself to me man to man. No friends. I seek an inadequate enemy, one who comes to capitulate. I will come at him with all that I can muster: whacks, slaps, kicks, I will feed him to starving foxes, make him eat English food, attend the House of Lords, be received at Buckingham Palace, fuck Prince Phillip, and be fucked by him, live for a month in London, dress like me, sleep in place of me, live in place of me: I seek the declared enemy.

The Voyage Begins

Same Same but different

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A perfect start to your day...

Disorder the order now!

A lie is more beautiful than the truth

I can be who you want me to be but do you want me?


Snoopy Dogg

It's a beautiful thing

Grilled cheese & beans sandwich? I mean, who fucking wouldn't?


Jane fucking Goldman. I mean, who fucking wouldn't?

Something fishy

Cat TV

Up the Duffy

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Junkie Jesus Leaper Messiah! Have some faith!

Crazzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaah! Yeah right!

There's always, Hope!

Charlie don't surf the net! He hears voices...

When I get to the bottom
I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and turn
and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you again
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Do you don't you want me to love you
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me tell me come on tell me the answer
and you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Go helter skelter
helter skelter
helter skelter
Yeah, hu, hu
I will you won't you want me to make you
I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Monday, August 31, 2009

Wednesday, August 26, 2009