Am you experienced?

Simulacram In Buzzing Society
by B. Davis Traven

I have a vision for you
laughy laugh in the back mind
rip the thingy apart-like
or destroy in some other way
whatever makes it not work so good
It has sleepy legs and brain
so anyway I can’t decide
Too many far-off clicky sounds
and beeps
wriggle on the floor
leg-like bits and piece of viscous sound and scent
ennui and uuui
and now I’m sunning in these little faggy infinite flowers
that keep stinging me


It is pretty near Jesus' birthday. That guy was sure a good motherfucker. A couple thousand years ago God shot his jizz into the ether and black space, into this world was born a golden faggot of endless patience. He grew his hair everywhere and from whence it grew, twas just and fair. Almost a soft brunette, occasionally a reddish tinge that leads you to believe Christ may have had a bit of ginger streak. You fucking children should definitely kneel before your tree this year in your underwear and pray and draw a crisco cross on your forehead.If you don't you are probably naughty children with bad morals. Put on your Christmas sweaters and part your hair, and as I said before, kneel, pagan, kneel. Neal, Pagan, & Pagan Attorneys LC.
You know what's subversive? The Swastika. That is some symbol, people. It really says "Fuck You." It says "Fuck You, You Stupid Buttfucking Piece Of Garbage." That's how it makes me feel. It's just depressing and abrasive. Some people say that the Swastika is actually an ancient symbol made by the Native Americans of The United States Of America(Local 233.) The truth is actually not as simple, because the Nazi's perfected a perpetual motion machine and created a manipulatable wormhole and traveled into the past so they could genetically create minorities in order to have someone to exterminate. In reality 1939-1945(By The Theolonian Calender 26000AB22-C) never actually existed but was synthesized from a series of other historical dates using applied replicant theory(ART) by Nazi scientists. First they did some Neolithic shit, got real high with Vikings and shit and saw the end of the universe. Try to imagine seeing the emotional butthole of the collected human conciousness, the Nazi's got pretty depressed and started listening to Judas Priest and they got really into Stella Artois and self-harm.The Swastika was actually always a Nazi symbol, they carved it into trees, rocks, and "cool" teenage Indians' arms(also NIИ) when they visited. Not a lot of people know that because they refuse to open their eyes.
For example did you know? Jack Kennedy was killed by a bullet from a gun that was fired in 1763 during a duel, however the space-time fabric had been compromised during a quantum experiment(to test a new time travel helmet for invisible pets) in 2463. Synchronicity, physics, and a little bit of dumb luck and you see what you get. Rid of another piece of commie trash, and dogs can time travel. Point is, history is weird and if you don't learn from it's mistakes you're doomed to repeat them yourself. You don't want to be like Texas, do you?








Here is music. I made fresh mixes and included a couple other goodies.

This is the First Installment in My Blog Mix series.You might like it. The track listing is included as a txt file.

FW INC. #1












The Zombies Are Great, How Are You?



Profondo Rosso Soundtrack by Goblin
Spooky AND Funky what more do you want?












A series of Euro-sceptic provocative and E-rotic texts curated by He who am the only one in the future. I hope your breath is real nice and bated, like a good girl.

YGUGIHWBEKPI

This guy Cocteau is pretty cool writing poems. Recently a friend of mine told me that he likes to visit Viagra Online every weekend.

Treatise Part One

Last night as I lay in my study reading "LOL(A Queer Romp)" the La Rouchefoucauld autiobiography, I considered the nature of man. One cannot help but consider his own trajectory with regards to the projectile vomit stream that is life when faced with the unexpectedly tragic fate of a fellow free thinker. My urine literally hardened in my urethra as I was on the cusp of soiling my calf-skin breeches, my brain regurgitated a single word into my squawking maw :MORTALITY. We are all mortal and one day the way we have treated others and our surrounding eco-sphere or karmic-circle (or whatever flowery shit Ellen Degeneres calls it) may matter. Because of this awakening I began to consider Your Fate, Dear Reader. I have given you tips on how to treat this planet while still enjoying yourself, yet I have not directly addressed your responsibility to our fellow Man.

The coming years are sure to be ones of battle and concedement and as the great Grover Cleveland once said "A truly American sentiment recognizes the dignity of labor and the fact that honor lies in honest toil."
I shall now attempt to impart such knowledge upon you and yours. Though the rabbit-hole may be long, dark and difficult I encourage you to soldier onward. If the Water of the Delaware had been smooth then the Seas of Americas Fate would have been merciful, but they were not so they shall not be and this so now and here and let us go forth.

Part I:The Myth of the White Male in 21st Century America

The Grand Phallusy is that we, the white male, are a race of octopulean-limbed beasts dripping a trail of spittle and ejaculate as we lumber from rape to injustice; from merger to acquisition. We lock those away who oppose us, oppress those who would rise against us, and deny those who seek justice and/or truth. Mere twaddle, the white male in the 21st century, while still temporarily a holder of great power, is all but extinct. He has been feminized, softened, manipulated,neutered and corrupted by the media, political correctness, and the homosexual agenda. This dastardly triumvirate of deception operates under the larger umbrella of "The Left."
Democrats, be not afraid, this is by no means a drawing of party lines. The True Left is far afield of the belief of most Democrats with beautiful families who deserve to be protected from terrorism, buttsex and obscene or profane ideas. It is but historical fact that a radical hive-mind has been controlling our nations "intellectuals," "experts," and "thinkers" for quite some time. Their plot, as nefarious and unbelievable as it may seem, is to cultivate a generation of tolerance. An unthinking tolerance is more dangerous than ignorance. What is needed is well-discretioned suspicion. All educated, sensible, family-oriented Americans will tell you Alertness is the most revered of all traits in a responsible citizen. A responsible citizen is one who is aware of the state of things and understands how to preserve that state. America is a state of Things deserved of being preserved.
50 years ago our central threat was communism, we have thoroughly squashed that under our boot. Today we face the insidious, squirming, Hydra-like jackal of Homosexuality,Abortion, Atheism, Drugs,etc. In short: Declining Morality nursed at the teat of that great enabler, Rhetoric. The fear of Red China has disappeared, and from the ashes the sequined Phoenix of Pink China rises spewing its vile decptions.
To Be Continued...
Lesson for Today-Be Alert or: The Limp-Wristed Left Lie In Wait or: Jello Culture, Our Life In A Mold.
Lesson For Next Week- Abortion or: Let's Hang Peter Singer up by his testicles, between Mao and Stalin.




COIL-Horse Rotorvator

Beautiful, Dark, Anal.




















Space Art-Play Back
Disco,Kraftwerk,Funk,Dance and a man-sized dose of fey make for quite the record. Recommended for nerds and dweebs alike.

Greengrocer's

Someone once said "There is nothing new under the sun." I agree, however that person forgot about night-time when the sun doesn't exist and all the new stuff is made. The combustible engine, the wheel, the multi-sided "Octocock" vibrator for Inuits, by Inutits(FIBI.) Let's also not forget that the sun is a false idol probably worshipped by witches or people who wear those short-billed european bike racing hats. Point being, sometimes a new thing shoves it's stupid self through a loophole in the natural order. Such is the mystery of invention. Also, remember Crystal Clear Pepsi? I can kind of taste it when I think of it. I would drink it with my honey and peanut butter sandwiches on white bread for lunch pretty regularly in elementary school. Thanks Mom for thinking of my nutritional needs, also thanks for your unflinching metabolism that continues to take my poor diet in remarkable stride. I have some chub, don't get me wrong but I am not as fat as Ben Franklin or Hermann Goering or any shit like that, those guyses moms' packed them pretty unbalanced lunches and gave them walrus' genes.
Anyway, we at Forbidden World Inc. want to extend our highest gratitude for the undying support of the fans out there that gave us our 12th consecutive Webbie. It's a real honor and I don't mean honor like when someone says "I Like This" on your sad Facebook(Copyright Time Warner-Obamacom Global Industries) page but the real honor that comes from hard work, dedication, and marginalizing legitimate artistic statements by writing a fucking blog for the A.D.D. children of the United Welfare States Of Amerika.As I take a deep breath I would like to kiss you all on the mouth . Alas! There is no time except for the present, which is now, treat it like a gift but it's also meaningless because it is unoriginal( except at night.) It is, after all, the thought that counts.

New Uploads for the chapskeets and pinchypeeners when pigs fly and I don't mean some Swedish underground lab where humans are cloned and mice with warthog dicks run free like so many bunnies. Tomorrow, I mean. I mean that. I mean tomorrow.

haiku kook a jew
the coral that lies beneath
the toejam footballs

stupid spider hole
not good wi-fi connection
makes hussein dull boy

adios, fair stripper
my kabob is hard to lose
yet i have done it

the winds carry me
how frail this scaly visage
goodbye mortal koil

poor faggy blog man
too drunk to write much stuff, yes?
engrish is racist


Oh and I thought of a new invention. Basically it's a dustbuster/bible hybrid called I guess JesusBuster or JesusBlaster or DustGod or some shit and really it just reads you the bible in a robot voice while you clean in places that are hard to clean with a normal vacuum. That's all it does. Oh and also maybe some sort of hat that you can wear that's like a mood ring but scientific and stuff and that way people can see how you feel from far away, that could be called "Mood Hat" or "Emotion Hat" or "Kangol Presents The Mood Hat."
Also, some sort of device implanted in your brain that you can watch TV on through your eyeballs.

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Maybe the tired mind or the tired body shall present a heavenly redirect of sources and efforts, if thine mind be boggled by circumstance per chance it is all but some terrible dream. I cannot say, for if one is prone to mention aggression and be pursued by it then it is entirely possible one is deserved of such torment. Retch into the endless void young sinner and wallow in your own empty, putrid self.I must proclaim your inevitable doom, it does not pain me to do so. It is of no small consequence that your wicked deeds shall come home to roost.

"By plague, by sea, or perhaps by VD, the new device of unrest shall come to thee."

So sayeth the all knowing prick of our merciless saviour.

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.

The Willows

By Algernon Blackwood

A poem from my heart seeps

I've been down

to little Sally's grave

and over where

Grand Cathedral shall be

all caverns over the sea

look out over the sea

Great Monument is unbound

unrobed now

tells me I will be

just where I would be

if I could be there now

and just ask how

but as we wait

Maturin knows

and kindly shows

where it all goes

all the junk flows

to the sea

lucky me

I breathe easily

in dreams of sheets

that I will find

the soft and neat

that bears

peace of mind

in the ground

and i get found

buried in

the smooth white down

wherever they might be

I'll never see

busy me

scrounging around

in the tiny ghost town

and no sun sets

but better yet

the sleeping wake

from their rest

and calmly

as they rise

and pause

the mighty end

comes for us all

and we laugh

because everyone gets

at least their half

of the shaft

and we all sleep peacefully

until they see

the little cock comes out

and pees