Post by Luther on Oct 1, 2010 23:12:32 GMT -5
ballin on a budget
pink pussy popping
gay niggas jocking
like andy milonakis.
flowers grow best in blood
stimulate my pineal gland for the ultimate pleasure
humans are such easy prey
trading v-cards with retards
hailing the new flesh
as I embrace my clone on the moon
i see the burning land in the midst of the antarctic
many people rejoicing the beloved menstrual cycle
as they tell the times for all
i can feel the moon of jupiter orbiting me
worshipping and running its forked tongue along my glans
as I reveal my third eye
I make descartes wet
i row my boat
gently along the stream
merily spanking my sadomasochistic psychiatrist girlfriend's face
hearing whispers in wooded areas behind trailer parks
of love
sailing stones and deer horns greet me with spinas and children with sack heads
there I see a vision of fat girls blowing bubbles outside of walmart
jesus told me to forgive them for they know not what they do
I ignore this and worship the lunar deity of sin
embracing the universal culture
gabriel begs to give me head
but instead I suck cthulu
the necronomicon opens
sucking in my balls
BUT NOT MY PENIS
I quickly shut it
the force shooting my groges like harpoons at the nearest whale
slayed sperm I will drink
and smell like the wings of an angel
as this happens
cortez begins a living god
worshipped by even the tongue of mother earth
located in mexico city, mexico, north america, earth, milky way galaxy, universe
cortez and pizarro both unite their civilizations in order to worship the new flesh
as the sacred order of bavaria cum on chest
my pineal gland is stimulated
I can only see infared brains floated
conscience experience reaching other dimensions
viewing the sex lives of my past lives
FUCK MY LIFE
an agrarian society invited me to the killing fields on day
for my 5th grade field trip
i obliged and sucked off mr. long wang blithefully
as the skulls dance around us in whirlwinds
the weather control station masturbates
I meet HM's naked spirit
no penis
no hair
poor man
he immediately ejaculates onto the ass of david reimer
completely destroying the dichotomy of man's identity
sucking juices from caterpillars
I met an inhuman woman last night
being a virgin of 18 years I was very hungry for her monstrous, swelling and violently ejaculating-squidesque vagina
it read my mind and obliged
ever since then I have been haunted by the prospect of a child like never seen before
one to call my son
I am afraid so I will blow bubbles
and hum as I lost my brain
as starlight creates the illusions of not only the stars
BUT MY PENIS
SOME SAY STREAMS OF CONSCIOUSNESS ARE SUPPOSED TO RHYME AND BE COHERENT
BUT I SAY FUCK YOU MR. PSYCHIATRIST WHO GOT RAPED BY DADDY #1 MILLION
I WILL DEVOUR YOUR PINEAL GLAND
AND SOCRATES WILL RISE FROM THE DEAD
WITH A BOUQUET OF HEMLOCKS INSIDE HIS ASSHOLE
WRITING THE REPUBLIC 2.0-5568484383
ALL HAIL THE NEW FLESH
THE NEW CONSCIOUSNESS
DESTROY THE OLD FLESH
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BEHOLD IT IS I OF THE SUN
OF ISIS RA EL
YAHWEH
Y A H W E H
ZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZA
DRINK DEEP MY BRETHREN
YESTERDAY I MET THE ONLY LIVING GOD, THE KURAMI
TRAPPED WITHIN A CHILD'S BODY TO AVOID EVOKING LUST
HOWEVER, LITTLE DID THE LIVING GOD KNOW
THAT I WAS ATTRACTED TO HER
REGARDLESS OF THE NONDESCRICPT FORM SHE TAKES
FOR I AM A NEW BEING
LIVING LONG THE NEW FLESH I DO
HERE I LIE IN WAIT
FOR HER TO VISIT THE WINDOW OF THE PALACE THIS WEEK
THE MONKSHOOD CARESSING MY GENITALS AND THIRD EYE
SO DELICIOUS.
god cannot gain.
I'm a serial killer
I'm as black as the night
But I left something white
In your momma last night.
I pour jojoba oil on my neck to alleviate the sunburn
Ships are approaching
I hear my rabbit children screaming
Outerworldly screeches of unknown animals - or humans perhaps - emanate from the ships
The smegma stains my loincloth
Clay kisses my face
Me and my brethren drink deep from the fountain
They are close to arriving
My children tell me of an island beyond imagination
I cross into the astral plane
My pineal gland senses the pleasure of the living god
From this plane I possess the organs of 12 chiefs from each ship with impunity
My thoughts paint the sky red
As I fuck gold coins
From 13 galaxies away I can feel my son approaching
He is not a rabbit but different
Inhuman - not in the good way
I then remember my mistake in my younger years
Inhuman mothers bearing just-as-horrible children
Millenias pass
I sense him approaching
The prospect of absorption
Like cum on the floorboard
I did not choose any of this.
While scouting the other day I saw a beautiful woman with an equally beautiful pineal gland
I assured her it'd be okay, because I had brushed my teeth two nights prior
she shreaked in disgust or fear - I could not tell
I never enjoyed eating the pineal gland of disgusted or afraid people
so I told her that I was an aristocratic clairvoyant somnambulist
apparently rubbing my gold coins and social security card on her palms helped
I told her that I was about to awake from my eternal somnambulistic state
and, like a djinni, I could grant 3 wishes
as she ventured to make her first wish, I promptly devoured her pineal gland
In an age where rapid memory loss is unavoidable and unprecedented
I sell my thoughts and memories
It's a lucrative industry - believe me
Every now and then, when I awake from my somnambulistic state, I retain and maintain all memories in the universe
A digital process and a willing patient
And, viola! a thought is sold
Need an idea for a novel? well, visit your old pal
Want to remember your first seconds of life? I can do that.
I can only imagine how much wealth I will develop until the point in human history
When we have the technology to replace my gift.
Hello. Call me Thuglike. When the sky falls, we shall catch larks and dunk as our penii erupt from our shorts.
And there I saw on the mount of Zion
Men of one score and sixteen
Praying to Yahweh so that He may divert His wrath
Concealed they were, for they could not see one another
Each in a different dimension
But collectively one
I was hungry, having recently emerged from my crocodilian hibernation state
So I consume my other self on the moon, the man
Convulsing to polyrhythmic dissonance
Two boys inform me that my chamomile tea is poisonous
Therefore I break hearts upon the faces of the gods
Increasing my fertility tenfold
HERE I EMBRACE SANCTITY
REVEALING MY THIRD EYE
FOOLISH MEN PAINT ME HOLDING POMEGRANATES
MAKING HEADBANGING DIFFICULT
SUDDENLY TWO BOYS APPEAR BEFORE ME
TAIHITI COLLAPSING
PURELY ELECTRIC THEY ARE
THEY INFORM ME THAT MY VOLKSWAGEN HAS EXPLOSIONS LYING WITHIN
NOT BEING FOOLISH I MAKE SURE BY PLACING THE 36, THE ONE, INSIDE
LIKE SPERM UNITING WITH THE EGG
I FORGET THE NAME OF MY CHILDREN
SKULLFUCKING FENRIR
REPLACING MY HEAD WITH ORPHEUS
I HAVE ANGERED THE TRUE GOD
SO HELP ME.
It was the night of no moon
Clouds covered the sky like a shroud
Even the treetops were enveloped by the darkness
In the light of the great fire, I dream
I ask my father if there are more people like us in the world
Beyond the trees and the water and the sky
He pauses his kindling of the fire for a moment
First, he tells me that nothing is impossible in this world
Second, he informs that, while traveling as a bear in the night,
He saw great creatures beyond imagining riding the firmament,
reflecting in the great water like dreamstuffs
"And upon the creatures," said he
He could sense the silhouettes of men holding great boughs of fire
The creatures were serpentine and extensive
Undulating in the heavens, the silhouettes in the waves mimicking them exactly
The bear knew not who they were or where they were headed
And finally, the man tells his son he is not the only one to have spotted these great explorers in the sky
In fact, many of the people had, and if it had occurred to them, it was good in itself and a good omen
Upon having heard this, I was delighted.
Then I wake, having learned that there are great mysteries in the world
I shall become a man soon, an eagle in reality
Then I shall take flight and see the world beyond this nest
But until that time, I slumber, and learn through dreams.
I dreamt of a woman last night
I met her on a skyscraper distant from everything
If it was in the sea or the sand I did not notice
However, I did notice that she had on a coat
Which, of course, was understandable since the weather was cold and windy
As I tread closer to her vicinity I could not help but notice rings fastened by scarlet string on her coat
I greet her, having realized I was starting at her without acknowledgement of my presence
She does not seem to hear
Suddenly, like a tsunami crashing down I sense birds of all types approaching
The heavens darkening and the surrounding landscape changing sporadically
The skyscraper on which I stand seems to shift under my feet, transforming
The landscape, now a sand, seemingly solid, washes down from the tower
I continue to rise
I notice the sands revealing the shell of a great tortoise, unlike ever seen before
I come to the realization that I stand upon the tower of possibly a castle now grown into the beast's shell
On the brick floor from all of the tumultion, I see the woman reaching out, as if trying to grasp the sky
Beneath us treads the beast of the sea of the sands
A black form comes down from the heavens, revealing the sun once more
Birds of all types, albeit of black color, grasp onto the rings of the woman's coat
I simply gaze on my back in awe calling out to her for explanation
She still pays me not notice
Carried by the birds holding tightly onto their rings attached by scarlet string,
The woman flies into the firmament
I awake.
pink pussy popping
gay niggas jocking
like andy milonakis.
flowers grow best in blood
stimulate my pineal gland for the ultimate pleasure
humans are such easy prey
trading v-cards with retards
hailing the new flesh
as I embrace my clone on the moon
i see the burning land in the midst of the antarctic
many people rejoicing the beloved menstrual cycle
as they tell the times for all
i can feel the moon of jupiter orbiting me
worshipping and running its forked tongue along my glans
as I reveal my third eye
I make descartes wet
i row my boat
gently along the stream
merily spanking my sadomasochistic psychiatrist girlfriend's face
hearing whispers in wooded areas behind trailer parks
of love
sailing stones and deer horns greet me with spinas and children with sack heads
there I see a vision of fat girls blowing bubbles outside of walmart
jesus told me to forgive them for they know not what they do
I ignore this and worship the lunar deity of sin
embracing the universal culture
gabriel begs to give me head
but instead I suck cthulu
the necronomicon opens
sucking in my balls
BUT NOT MY PENIS
I quickly shut it
the force shooting my groges like harpoons at the nearest whale
slayed sperm I will drink
and smell like the wings of an angel
as this happens
cortez begins a living god
worshipped by even the tongue of mother earth
located in mexico city, mexico, north america, earth, milky way galaxy, universe
cortez and pizarro both unite their civilizations in order to worship the new flesh
as the sacred order of bavaria cum on chest
my pineal gland is stimulated
I can only see infared brains floated
conscience experience reaching other dimensions
viewing the sex lives of my past lives
FUCK MY LIFE
an agrarian society invited me to the killing fields on day
for my 5th grade field trip
i obliged and sucked off mr. long wang blithefully
as the skulls dance around us in whirlwinds
the weather control station masturbates
I meet HM's naked spirit
no penis
no hair
poor man
he immediately ejaculates onto the ass of david reimer
completely destroying the dichotomy of man's identity
sucking juices from caterpillars
I met an inhuman woman last night
being a virgin of 18 years I was very hungry for her monstrous, swelling and violently ejaculating-squidesque vagina
it read my mind and obliged
ever since then I have been haunted by the prospect of a child like never seen before
one to call my son
I am afraid so I will blow bubbles
and hum as I lost my brain
as starlight creates the illusions of not only the stars
BUT MY PENIS
SOME SAY STREAMS OF CONSCIOUSNESS ARE SUPPOSED TO RHYME AND BE COHERENT
BUT I SAY FUCK YOU MR. PSYCHIATRIST WHO GOT RAPED BY DADDY #1 MILLION
I WILL DEVOUR YOUR PINEAL GLAND
AND SOCRATES WILL RISE FROM THE DEAD
WITH A BOUQUET OF HEMLOCKS INSIDE HIS ASSHOLE
WRITING THE REPUBLIC 2.0-5568484383
ALL HAIL THE NEW FLESH
THE NEW CONSCIOUSNESS
DESTROY THE OLD FLESH
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THAT WAS SUMERIAN FOR I AM CHRIST.
BEHOLD IT IS I OF THE SUN
OF ISIS RA EL
YAHWEH
Y A H W E H
ZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZA
DRINK DEEP MY BRETHREN
YESTERDAY I MET THE ONLY LIVING GOD, THE KURAMI
TRAPPED WITHIN A CHILD'S BODY TO AVOID EVOKING LUST
HOWEVER, LITTLE DID THE LIVING GOD KNOW
THAT I WAS ATTRACTED TO HER
REGARDLESS OF THE NONDESCRICPT FORM SHE TAKES
FOR I AM A NEW BEING
LIVING LONG THE NEW FLESH I DO
HERE I LIE IN WAIT
FOR HER TO VISIT THE WINDOW OF THE PALACE THIS WEEK
THE MONKSHOOD CARESSING MY GENITALS AND THIRD EYE
SO DELICIOUS.
god cannot gain.
I'm a serial killer
I'm as black as the night
But I left something white
In your momma last night.
I pour jojoba oil on my neck to alleviate the sunburn
Ships are approaching
I hear my rabbit children screaming
Outerworldly screeches of unknown animals - or humans perhaps - emanate from the ships
The smegma stains my loincloth
Clay kisses my face
Me and my brethren drink deep from the fountain
They are close to arriving
My children tell me of an island beyond imagination
I cross into the astral plane
My pineal gland senses the pleasure of the living god
From this plane I possess the organs of 12 chiefs from each ship with impunity
My thoughts paint the sky red
As I fuck gold coins
From 13 galaxies away I can feel my son approaching
He is not a rabbit but different
Inhuman - not in the good way
I then remember my mistake in my younger years
Inhuman mothers bearing just-as-horrible children
Millenias pass
I sense him approaching
The prospect of absorption
Like cum on the floorboard
I did not choose any of this.
While scouting the other day I saw a beautiful woman with an equally beautiful pineal gland
I assured her it'd be okay, because I had brushed my teeth two nights prior
she shreaked in disgust or fear - I could not tell
I never enjoyed eating the pineal gland of disgusted or afraid people
so I told her that I was an aristocratic clairvoyant somnambulist
apparently rubbing my gold coins and social security card on her palms helped
I told her that I was about to awake from my eternal somnambulistic state
and, like a djinni, I could grant 3 wishes
as she ventured to make her first wish, I promptly devoured her pineal gland
In an age where rapid memory loss is unavoidable and unprecedented
I sell my thoughts and memories
It's a lucrative industry - believe me
Every now and then, when I awake from my somnambulistic state, I retain and maintain all memories in the universe
A digital process and a willing patient
And, viola! a thought is sold
Need an idea for a novel? well, visit your old pal
Want to remember your first seconds of life? I can do that.
I can only imagine how much wealth I will develop until the point in human history
When we have the technology to replace my gift.
Hello. Call me Thuglike. When the sky falls, we shall catch larks and dunk as our penii erupt from our shorts.
And there I saw on the mount of Zion
Men of one score and sixteen
Praying to Yahweh so that He may divert His wrath
Concealed they were, for they could not see one another
Each in a different dimension
But collectively one
I was hungry, having recently emerged from my crocodilian hibernation state
So I consume my other self on the moon, the man
Convulsing to polyrhythmic dissonance
Two boys inform me that my chamomile tea is poisonous
Therefore I break hearts upon the faces of the gods
Increasing my fertility tenfold
HERE I EMBRACE SANCTITY
REVEALING MY THIRD EYE
FOOLISH MEN PAINT ME HOLDING POMEGRANATES
MAKING HEADBANGING DIFFICULT
SUDDENLY TWO BOYS APPEAR BEFORE ME
TAIHITI COLLAPSING
PURELY ELECTRIC THEY ARE
THEY INFORM ME THAT MY VOLKSWAGEN HAS EXPLOSIONS LYING WITHIN
NOT BEING FOOLISH I MAKE SURE BY PLACING THE 36, THE ONE, INSIDE
LIKE SPERM UNITING WITH THE EGG
I FORGET THE NAME OF MY CHILDREN
SKULLFUCKING FENRIR
REPLACING MY HEAD WITH ORPHEUS
I HAVE ANGERED THE TRUE GOD
SO HELP ME.
It was the night of no moon
Clouds covered the sky like a shroud
Even the treetops were enveloped by the darkness
In the light of the great fire, I dream
I ask my father if there are more people like us in the world
Beyond the trees and the water and the sky
He pauses his kindling of the fire for a moment
First, he tells me that nothing is impossible in this world
Second, he informs that, while traveling as a bear in the night,
He saw great creatures beyond imagining riding the firmament,
reflecting in the great water like dreamstuffs
"And upon the creatures," said he
He could sense the silhouettes of men holding great boughs of fire
The creatures were serpentine and extensive
Undulating in the heavens, the silhouettes in the waves mimicking them exactly
The bear knew not who they were or where they were headed
And finally, the man tells his son he is not the only one to have spotted these great explorers in the sky
In fact, many of the people had, and if it had occurred to them, it was good in itself and a good omen
Upon having heard this, I was delighted.
Then I wake, having learned that there are great mysteries in the world
I shall become a man soon, an eagle in reality
Then I shall take flight and see the world beyond this nest
But until that time, I slumber, and learn through dreams.
I dreamt of a woman last night
I met her on a skyscraper distant from everything
If it was in the sea or the sand I did not notice
However, I did notice that she had on a coat
Which, of course, was understandable since the weather was cold and windy
As I tread closer to her vicinity I could not help but notice rings fastened by scarlet string on her coat
I greet her, having realized I was starting at her without acknowledgement of my presence
She does not seem to hear
Suddenly, like a tsunami crashing down I sense birds of all types approaching
The heavens darkening and the surrounding landscape changing sporadically
The skyscraper on which I stand seems to shift under my feet, transforming
The landscape, now a sand, seemingly solid, washes down from the tower
I continue to rise
I notice the sands revealing the shell of a great tortoise, unlike ever seen before
I come to the realization that I stand upon the tower of possibly a castle now grown into the beast's shell
On the brick floor from all of the tumultion, I see the woman reaching out, as if trying to grasp the sky
Beneath us treads the beast of the sea of the sands
A black form comes down from the heavens, revealing the sun once more
Birds of all types, albeit of black color, grasp onto the rings of the woman's coat
I simply gaze on my back in awe calling out to her for explanation
She still pays me not notice
Carried by the birds holding tightly onto their rings attached by scarlet string,
The woman flies into the firmament
I awake.
