--- ¢dhinn Voodoo Buddha --- Draft Version 1.1d (unformatted ASCII text) OVB.TXT Copyright 1984; 1989; 1990; 1991; 1996; 2000 Terry Washington aka Phoenixx 1048 W Winona 3E Chicago IL 60640-3125 773-561-0737 HTTP://members.tripod.com/~mdars/experiences/ter.htm HTTP://www.angelfire.com/journal/archer/index.html This file was last updated on Thursday, July 13th, 2000 at 3:03am. Note: The selection 'T. M. B.' in BOOK2.TXT was co-written by T. Washington and C. Santiago - Copyright 1986 T. Washington and C. Santiago ('Scorched-Earth Policy' guitarist) All rights reserved Permission is granted by the author to copy and redistribute the text of this document, provided it remains unchanged and complete. --- Foreword This is an original work, that I constructed over a very long period of time (from 1984 to the present). Most of the files were written on the word processing application of a Psion Series 3a palmtop computer; all of the machine-specific formatting (centered text; bold, italic and underlined characters) has been lost, in the transfer to a plain ASCII text format. Nearly all of the text was centered in the original document. A properly formatted Windows Write version is available, and will be freely provided to anyone that requests it. Much of the book was written while I was enduring a very bizarre series of awful personal difficulties, which wouldn't be easy to explain; I apologize for any disturbances that might be created in the minds of any of the readers by any of the selections, but I felt that it was important to include the entire text of the book (which I originally forwarded to Lauren Cohn; see notes and letters elsewhere in this file), because of what I have perceived (over the years since I first released a copy of it) as a kind of 'stir' that the book may have created. Although I cannot claim to have perfect knowledge of what seems to be a kind of interactivity between normal human consciousness, and what may be intelligent non-human minds (such as angels, demons, 'aliens,' etcetera), because of my wide range of personal experiences, I strongly believe that such beings do exist, and often influence the minds of human beings. Most writers, artists and musicians (that believe that such intelligences exist) would probably like to believe that they are inspired only by 'good' spirits. Unfortunately, in this day and age, it seems that many people are heavily influenced by what are spoken of in the Bible as 'seducing spirits,' which basically means demons or fallen angels. I believe that some portions of the text of this book that I have written, may have been influenced to some degree by evil spirits, because of the chaotic emotional state that I was often in while writing various sections. Other portions probably aren't. To be on the safe side, I strongly encourage anyone that will read this book of poetry to pray to the Lord for protection against any evil spirits that may have been associated with the production of this particular work. Five additional poems have been included, in BOOK8.TXT. I am seeking an honest literary agent, to assist me in publishing this volume (or selected excerpts from it) of poetry, as well as a complete book of my log entries. --- BOOK1.TXT A Room and a Rocking Chair it's early evening and there is an open window sweet breeze wafting through and of course sunlight that beams onto the oak floor at the expected angle lace doilies carefully placed on the sill a vague smell of menthol maybe some kind of tea maybe not outside there is a breathtakingly beautiful view of a series of random canyons growing dimmer because of the setting sun descending at this moment in the room there is only this bulb narrating the story (of the woman known as rita who is sitting and not knitting) in her antique cherrywood rocking chair just rocking steadily just waiting for you to arrive A Serious Chat with Beelzebub hey man are you really up there? i know that Christ is, or will be soon is it you that engineered all of the peculiar folk sayings that are beating the psychological stuffing out of us nowadays? did you set all of the intellectual time bombs that seem to be constantly going off? have you and your hench men been given permission to torment the longhairs with your enigmas and conundrums? i think that we deserve the truthful answer that surely you don't want us to have considering how bad a rap you have gotten in the Scriptures - why, my capitalization of that word must really irk you i guess i'd be upset too if i toiled at such a thankless job - not that i'm qualified to be a judge or anything, but couldn't you guys restrain yourselves from debauching the earth girls - yeah they sure are damningly fetching, but come on, is it that bad being born asexual? it must be, considering how much your workers dwell on carnal issues once they are nicely ensconced in warm human bodies what's going to happen when you are cast down? hey man why aren't you answering me? Ancient Chinese Secret those dirty rings and other snarky smelly things are nothing more than mirthful memories a few thousand years from now Around Me do you like my company? am i welcome at your home? would you treat me like a serial killer if i said that i didn't like a certain culture or race because of having been bombarded with too many bogus experiences relating to them? would you hold that against me? would you treat me like an idiot if i decided to drop out of a society that exalts ignorance and insensitivity? that praises and honors individuals that will never be able to write coherent english, or count past an arbitrary limit? if i shunned the nastier side of capitalism after having it revealed as a pen of nakedly wriggling swinelike hypocrites, would you point out how phony i am, and laugh at me when i tried to vainly defend myself, and give reasons for my goofy and disheveled appearance? do you like being around me? Baby, It's Hot Outside please my darling don't continue to send your eerie friends chasing after me casting spells and just because i don't want to rule this rotten old world don't think that i'm a wimp because i am not and i have brand new plans for you and if you know what's good for you you'll accept God's love and not kill people with your demonic cult we are immune silly rabbit you have been infiltrated by a dybbuk and ¢dhinn is unhappy with us we still have to transplant those maple trees and i'm sure we will Be Good the devil says that there is no you which encourages you to say that there is no God and no devil and that there is no need to pay homage to either of them even though it surely seems as if many of you are worshipping something although you put many different attractive faces on your objects of devotion they are all roads to beelzebub and the big tupperware party that he has planned yes i am aware of the truth and i know that shamballa exists and that there are some pretty horrible things going on in other dimensions and on other worlds i have been to one of the nicer ones and upon returning home have been extremely persecuted because the spiritual rulers here know that i could upset many of their well-laid plans for ensnaring more innocent human souls into their mindless program of evil malthusian destruction and that just won't do - if you don't worship their gods of destruction well then you are just no damn good but i remember the book of job and the line somewhere in the Bible about being wise as serpents and harmless as doves i am at peace with the knee slapping hilarity of their inane modes of worship and i won't go insane but they will and they will meet the evil god they love so much he will probably tear them into little pieces like tash did in the chronicles of narnia please be good Better Wake Up Now darling wake up they're coming for us i know you're still sleepy after such a long flight but they are finally beginning to understand our mission and they don't want us to sing that lullaby they know what would happen and it's against their religion please wake up sweetheart (i love you more when you're asleep) we have time to sketch a bit before we go oh no maybe not they're pounding on the door now you're awake our cab is waiting outside the window what? yes, we are on the ninth floor get up ok never mind the door keys let's go Birdie Jo Hoakes my little f(r)iend your real (')nam(e) is toby no not that one the talk show freak you're such a scammer i admire you for your h(ill)b(ill)y (c)harm it s(often)s my heart you are so cl(eve)r but so am )i( i know that your p(are)nt(s) never ab(andon)ed you you thin(k) that you've found the fo(u)nta(in) of youth with your (unscru)pulous vamp(iri)c cr(owl)ey(it)e o(cc)ultism you little f(oo)l, noth(i)ng (is) new the vill(age)rs are after you en masse tor(ch)es lit they want their (mon)ey back they don't (car)e if you're already in (ja)il By Cracky the rice life it almost done me in i don't like the punk nyuk nyuk nyuk and her fascist negro jew friends high fiving dumpty style so they won't help me they only want a disposable skin for quetzalcoatl or kali well guess what you fairies my friend china is gonna kick your collective ass from pillar to post guaranteed and i helped Charred Homeless Kittens whoa what a big blaze glad i paid attention and listened to mama she dragged me out of the fire and told me to read the Good Book before she did how odd that i was warned in so many ways about this great destruction of chicago and how odd that others only laughed however many times i attempted to explain my subjective awareness of the schedule for the catastrophe and how many times and ways i was almost killed for trying to scream aloud to warn them that squadrons of demons live in my brain and whisper hints and clues and try to elbow the Holy Spirit out of the way there are no exorcists available so i have to live with the fracas in my mind for a little while longer until the fires burn out and i can begin my tribe down south checked in and didn't check out why wouldn't they listen to me rather than james brown? if i am killed it will only get much better for me and far worse for the foolish forces holding the gun so please leave me be i have serious work to do and i will not become a villain unless you make me into one and none of us want that to happen so just let me live and keep praying to God Darn three ring circus of greed and insanity the clock is still ticking what time is it judgment day can't be far away we are enduring a critical mass of bearish or is it bullish solipsistic phenomena my word what a symbolic traffic jam how did we get so caught up in this whirlwind someone worked a wizardly wild wave of incredibly preposterous outrageous humor no human minds could have set a series of paranormal events like these in motion and i am certain that socialist forces from another dimension or some other nefarious organs are responsible Dreams of the Darkie ancient pyramid bricker spooky candlestick flicker plantation cotton field picker backwoods moonshine liquor gooey hair grease slicker pigskin field goal kicker parental guidance sticker white house old boy tricker Even Blind Dogs Find Bones when you talk to dogs you gotta bark i see sailor moon on the cutty sark and speed racer dealing with the mammoth car trixie weeping at the edge of a cliff not far away from princess sunshine swinging to and fro hither and thither and singing in her gracias way of brightening your day even though it's frightening i just gotta laugh and laugh at the cheesy ness of this whole process of sleazy extra terrestrial hypocrisy i may just snap har har har i started all of this crap long ago and now i have to live with it so i'm reading my script and then i'll go and leave you all totally alone but not until the true show hits the real spot and some of you will remember that i told you so First, I Will Heal You why have i bothered you for so long? i need the prism of your humbly holy mind to gather and separate sunlight into pure rays of unquenchable firefighting radiation to throw them for a distance and put the fear of the unknown into their cocky unsanctimonious selves they make fun of the mom and pop operation that we were sent to build upon why are you resistant to my charm? Giggling With Barney my jolly imp patron saint of silliness he means much more than what you think he is a gangster muppet his brain is nicely unfettered by workaday cares he knows how and why his folks were destroyed he was present with the pterodactyls swirling above in the red sky he knows that they actually will be back because of the mad scientists that are feverishly tinkering with the encyclopedia of gene information he understands that the kaballah and yggdrasil have reached an accord he is a smart reptile and he is nobody's fool no sirree Guess Who Tricked You my bright friend you've been to the fair lands of the germans jews jamaicans japanese nigerians jordanians i am from the lands of lemuria atlantis and antarctica the homes of three-eyed lizards and smiley bird people that can really for really fly and they don't need no flashlights they are enjoying truly tax free economies what fun we have travelling thru time to tickle your not so funny bones and how goofy it'll all seem when you finally get into our worlds that are so close and yet so far i have a very good clue for your particle physicists only they will be able to oo wa oo decipher wa oo wa it there that's it now you can find your way back Gyra is a Weird Dude a hidden god is a funny thing his unknown input and influence leaving artists scratching their heads coordinating complex musical arrangements throughout the ages making merriment despite his pledge of utter anonymity an author of mind numbing puns and synchronicities that guarantee that wonder and perplexity will never be absent while this age lasts tweaking the prose of apparently gifted writers adjusting a few words here and there for greater impact hundreds of years hence how strange a time traveller before knowledge of such modes of conveyance dawns in the imaginations of mortals because of his relative peacefulness he is able to remain unimpeded by the crush of things to come and only past the turning point does he shed his skin and spring forth as the conqueror he is How We Grieve the Most High we are more insensitive to what God wants than any other needy person elsewhere in the cosmos God needs us and don't you wonder why? has a demon so firm a grip on your leg that you can't realize that we are the thorn in God's side? He does love us very much and wishes that we knew how much He wants to let us enter His Kingdom of true peace and harmony He is not a cruel nazi as many of us imagine him to be - His many regulations and rules were meant to help rather than hurt us when we break His Laws we grieve Him and He removes His protection from us so that we'll know how badly humans need Him Hungry Crocodiles i am a space age white boy blacker than you will ever be and proud all attempts to blackmail me backfire on the perpetrators they burn up i know where the bodies are buried and the lady crocodiles are my friends we swing dance together and i visit their secret palaces down in the boggy swamps i know where the angels live and how their cloaked dwellings masquerade as clouds and that some of them are independent and don't work for our God the ones that are hungry like the pond life that i mentioned a moment ago yeah man I Will Shock You i am a miraculously regenerative white blood cell and i will not be mistaken for a disease i will crush you and your hordes with my antibiotic venom ultimately you'll burn you will suffer the deaths that your persecution of the prophets of God warrants o yes and your monkey servants will eat the fat flesh from your wicked bones by now you should realize how much i hate you and your stupid excuse for righteousness that makes a mockery of the limitless mercy of God all of you will bleed i created the ku klux klan as a racial safety valve and you will now learn the truth of what you do not see you'd best be praying to God to find a way back home because your sickening civilization is about to be shaken to it's roots and phony baloney slugs in our government will return to their original puddles of slime yes i hate you and mama africa agrees with me she knows how evil you really are and how you puppet and abuse the minds of the children of God until they are soulless your merchants will mourn and your trained monkey entertainers will stop dancing as bombs go off under their itchy rears; how exciting it will be to see the righteous nature of man restored i hope that you think that it's funny because actually it really is; if you'd adjusted your greed and transmitted the right values to your charges mister lincoln wouldn't be weeping so profusely Jojo from Ghana have you ever gone to a library and pulled a random tome from a shelf - or better yet asked a stranger or a librarian for a favorite book of theirs to read? probably not - if you had you might have eventually met some wonderful new friends like ashurbanipal tezcatlipoca diana cimeres baron samadi gudrun solomon loki volo isis osiris merlin oomingmak anansie black elk kukulkan and many other beings that surely were at least as much a concern to God as we are today lucky beings that were as worried for the condition of errant humanity as we claim to be today and some of them have darn good ideas and plans for putting things right they, God and jojo from ghana know what needs to be done Lora Makes Me Brave her apple-butter smile makes me feel much less like the dinner of a hungry insect mother she's not just from the village of the wild rose she is the wild rose i will make sure that her mom gets her back home before i begin to lose my cool in this idiotic town of dumb duckies that insect momma with her black shiny head is nearby and drooling acidic saliva all over me hey you're not my ma and i will fight you with this sharp stick (lora hand me that sharp stick ... thanks lovey) now take that oh dear (look at that lovey, it broke on her hed (h-e-d); gee now i'm kinda worried what should i do, lora? i have been advised to listen very closely to everything that you say, and i have been) back, fiend, get back ... man that thing is getting out of control ( haven't you thought of anything yet, sweetie? oh, that's a good idea!) wait, let me take them off (they are steel-toed, you know) here foul creature, shove those in your gaping maw, and take this box of cheap plastic pink hands while you're at it; i won't be needing them any longer (what else, my dear, the loopy thing's still drooling ... ah, a guitar - gotcha; AND a stick of dynamite! let me kiss you silly! [kiss noises] light the stick; here goes the guitar) there you go, evil beast, are you satisfied now? (it stopped salivating, but it's mouth is still open - is it lit? give it here, i'm gonna toss it up in it's mouth ... boy, that mouth is as big as a friggin seven-eleven, isn't it? here goes! wait, it's finishing the guitar strings ... whoa, this wick is burning down fast; i gotta toss this thing, quick - here goes!) right in the kisser! (let's book!) clip clop clip clop clip clop clip clop clip trip clip clop clip clop clip clop (there, we're about a block away now, check it out!) ss ssssssss ... urp ... kkkaabbboooooommm !!! i love you lora whoa, not a scratch - yikes, it's skittering this way! and it's muttering darkly Look for the Lost i've just lost a sparkling jewel perhaps it dropped into a pool it quickly flew away somewhere it once rode in an ethiop's ear i've mislocated a lovely feather hard to keep in stormy weather she spun away up high mach schnell might have dropped into a well i can't find my frightened sheep they need their rations and their sleep their downy wool was primed to shear the hungry wolf is what they fear if you help me find these things i will melt down golden rings and crush pure carbon in my hand to help prepare your promised land Love Talk from a Nazi Priestess sweetheart i want you to know that i do love you and all of the money in the world or all of the tea in china wouldn't change my mind i want you to believe all of my promises because they are all true we really will live happily ever after and no of course i'm not jewish you know that why'd you ask me such a foolish sort of question why i wouldn't even waste my time on such people ! sure, lady Love the Future i have been given a preview of the real new world please don't worry or fret friends about the way of the earth don't fear the scary grip that the material realm has on all of us fear God and honor Him and no matter what happens you will always pull through the future loves you and we'll make it to that bright new world i have been given a preview My Dear Son Svastika hark beloved son we lost that war because it was wrong the initial effort wasn't evil but we were carried away by the id forces that are always present in wars of territorial expansion and colonialism the Lord knows that what they were doing (and what others are doing now) was (and is) wrong but now we just have to grit our teeth and let the next battle begin we have been genetically programmed to be defeatists for too long and our striving against this has made the Lord disfavor us and deliver us to our own methods of self-destruction this time we will try to remain calm and sell them the ropes for their own foolish demise No More Reruns enjoy syndicated television and video products in general because the time will come when invisible giant robots will be sent by princess kuan yin to demagnetize all of our electronic media and the vidiots and couch potatoes will be spit out of luck as far as classic television shows are concerned those mighty droids will bring much of our american culture to a grinding halt and the internet junkies will really be hurting bad some of them will not be able to deal with it and will cope by committing suicide those of us that have been unrighteously persecuted for minor thought crimes will rejoice although some shows we love will be gone forever we'll have the unparalleled privilege of watching you destroy yourselves because the source of your white slavery power will have been nicely demolished i will laugh at you as your entire world crumbles and i will especially enjoy the liberation of the psychological vassals Now I Work for the CIA we have seen what you have done and we are pleased we know what monkeys like we have plenty of them to study and we now know how to catch them the mothership is pleased with you and we are pleased with you sometime soon an envoy commission will land and the venusian commander will shake your hand and take you for another ride yes we are very pleased with you we hope you are pleased with yourself nice job - here is your standard issue laser gun welcome to the club Poof what if you finally realized that there was something truly wrong with your worldview and right at that moment you also realized there was a lot less time to get yourself right in a righteousness way because something t h a t moves moves moves moves quicker than you was on it's merry way to your town? Prelude to the Coming Disco Inferno loop de loop pooled up soup scoop of poop troop dinner is soived now on to the club you sorry gas schlub boogie beat tapping feat catch da heat it good yah mon c'mon put on yo dancin' shoes funky white boy kick up ya heels howahyah feelin' now? good, guido get my gun and let's ice dis moolie what o whuzzat? da pope is on da phone, huh? tell 'm to wait while i chill this turkey out fer good o whuzzat? the president is on da phone now? tell 'm to wait so's i kin mix dis concrete up for da jew boy you know they can't ever become president, it's in da co nstitution but a spade can now how da like it being like dat? kinda hits ya right whir ya live, duzzinit? i'm gonna fix you up real nice my li'l buddy you'll be the new man you think whuzzat? momma's on the phone? lemme tawk to her ... chico, get this man a silk robe and some new shoes, he's top shelf, and he's going straight to the opera tonight ... and go pick up his lady too Random Laughing happy and not knowing why pleased as punch because my debt has been paid the only thing that bothers me is that no memory of this madness will persist past the dawn brother caveman warned me about africa the caribbean and puerto rico but judiciously omitted mention of native american and scandinavian ancestry and the sins of those fathers however i may be among the first in my line to not hate God the Lord has been kind and merciful to me and mine and this is why i have vowed to be honest with Him in all ways two wrongs don't make a right so now that things have come full circle and i have the power i will refuse to wield it for the benefit of the nation without His prior approval i cannot bear the unrighteous exaltation of unrepentant thieves such as myself furthermore i see the sieve that has been fielded for the straining of the sighted from those that will be morally blinded i and the departed etruscans and tasmanians are making an italian dinner for the hungry appalachians, ethiopians, ainu, eskimos, gypsies, indians and others who have been denied the strength to fight against the high-tech forces of oppressive pagan activity the arabs, russians, chinese, spanish, mexicans and cubans are helping to set the tables it's an ancient recipe oon-poisonous and nourishing in a flammable way soon all will be ready and the guests will arrive we'll sit down and say grace praying for the strength of israel and the destruction of babylon our scary home with the crazy mom that screams and beats us for our own good she will escape and so will we and the mormons will take note the japanese will be sputtering in their sake Root Cellar let's walk down where we cnn be alone away from the honkies and their court jesters they call us injuns and think we are dunces but we'll show them that we can clown too they don't know how much we hate them and what they have done to our mother earth they don't know where we are really from and what we can do they laugh at the forces of nature that only we can truly command a gift that the Great Spirit gave us after He allowed the invaders to spread across the land He knew that we would need a secret weapon to fight the horror of what they have done to us and the earth the numskulls they call us aliens and crowd us into ghettos and barrios few of our people are represented in their reindeer games because we don't like being known as civilization whores so let's go down to the root cellar and sing the ancient songs that make their stupid people laugh they will find out that the hopi tribe knew that the true white brother will soon be here to judge us all Shaking Hands with Aliens cinnamon crunch bakers they are the superior civilization up in the clouds (Jesus will fight against the dragon and his angels and they will quite literally be cast down to the earth i might be killed for telling you that so bluntly or maybe not because you won't believe it until you see it for yourself see i do know some important truths) and on the moon yes ain't too nice a cia friend has told me of photographs that he has seen depicting gigantic mining operations on the dark side of luna hawkwind and amon duul and p-funk knew of them and their (hollywood knows it well) games before we got wind of such weirdness via the internet that evil web of deception will result in the persecution of many knowledge crazy people many of them will go insane trying to make sense of the consequences of their meddlings and shocked by the star struck methods that the men in black use against people that represent a threat to their important activities they want the nation to keep getting down so that we will remain on their schedule for mass destruction revelations will tell you all about it this subject is classified so i cannot comment any further (you are being advised to pay attention and keep your mouth shut) She's Got A Laser Gun zip zing duck man krunk uncha good thing this boulder is big that witch is nuts fow fow har that sure trimmed her pointy brim put a hole right thru her dorky hat whoa zing zip krzzzappp krizzl ow yes i've been hit can't you smell the copper odor? don't worry i've got the regen unit keep shooting fow fow ahuramezzlsprykkatrlboola whew fow fow fow ping all better good thing i quadruple charged zang yip those batteries that hag is really trying to crisp us up good and we only have retro weapons but fow the med station has to be secured all those drones are counting on us they zip zing whoa if she and her slugs have their way zip the power fow axis will be zing totally drained man that would suck they thought they nailed the coffin shut zip zing but i dug myself up you too huh man? yeah kuul mhm she is fine zing aiiie dood i told you not to look at her without this fow bam Shucks looks like we'll have to stay for the horror show before our new world arrives well let's get it on i always liked an adventure and i read the book Shut Up and Wear Your Badge we knew that you were coming to occupy our land build your towers of cold stone and steel we know how weak you really are your slaves laugh at you and prove our point they know how guilty you are even though there was a time when you toiled under our whips and if you continue to ignore your God you will taste our wrath once more in a most amazing way why yes you will trick yourselves out of it all Some Think Jesus Was Born Blind i don't have time for you and you (coiled up and ready) don't know me and how uncool i can be (to smite those that mock) i'm a wanted man and known throughout the land (our Lord and) like a checkered dog but no worries no none at all (want to roadblock) because i'm a boola (beauty and truth) changed man boola (they are evil and hate love) but i still despise sports and brainless (useless bodies born to kill) foolishness because i know who (some of them carry briefcases) likes such things (from a sidewinding elevator) most of all and i the mackerel (one without wings) have met him in his green and red (sitting on an ottoman) skin with glowing eyes and to me it ain't no big (good morning to mickey) surprise because i've been a woolly Christian for millennia now and you can't kill a man born to invisibly kill the killers let the coneheads try they won't have tongues to lick the righteous wounds they're gonna get (we're sinners too and have no power) yes threefold yes i (without our Lord's Grace) have permission to breathe fire yes i'm in love with you darling i admire your dark hair (remember our escape let's) of course they will fail where have you been (get it right this time ok) and where are you going can (Jesus is our Lord) i go with you all right let's visit branson and (we don't need the nice suits or studios) then we'll go to utah they'll know what we mean (we love you reverend billy graham) and then back to utopia er chicago (we have to do it good man they) no actually i'm not hungry at all (are getting far too machia) no i'm not testing you i trust (vellian and we must) you implicitly of course i (take action) remember when you (soon) proved that you have so many skins my lovey (Christians, please pray for us) The Garden of Baja we will begin the construction of our new world there i have prayed to the Most High to allow us the opportunity for such a chance He says it's alright, and now we have to imbue with sight the businessmen and the mexican government and then our holy buildings will rise there is where we will get the story straight and learn the real meaning of the number eight and nine and the Bible and other holy books will leap to life it has been made known to me that we may face a series of frightening persecutions there, and could ultimately relocate to the (of all places) peninsula of antarctica or, if we are very lucky, the dry valleys that will entail a whole new series of problems, involving argentina, britain (our sponsors), and chile but with luck and persistence we shall ultimately prevail it has been made known to me that she will be there after fully realizing the sorry plight developing around her, and after she finds that we are immune and have the cure certainly there will be strong conditions set for being allowed to remain with us; the Most High will not allow us to become hypocrites by losing our cool; we can't immerse ourselves in what we are fleeing from but what we'll be sacrificing will be replaced with previews of the wondrous age to come and we'll be safe from plagues and catastrophes ( and false miracles ) brought upon the fools that will be laughing at us the eagle will be with us, and the lion, and the good gorilla (even the woozy polar bear, who'll freak out upon meeting the penguins), and the elephant, and we will be able to communicate with them, even play games - this will make many of us cry constantly, but there's no need; we're all good poor twits that doubt the mercy and power of the Lord they will be overcome with grief and horror by what they have tricked themselves into and we'll be safe and free from guilt because we'll have warned them these are some of the things that john wasn't allowed to record in the book of revelations, proclaimed by the wonderful angel of the seven thunders; yes, Christ is returning, and much of the world is dwindling in error including us, but we will be strengthened because of our faith, and our familiarity with the disappointing and misleading doctrines of demons and men; read the Bible, and do your best to curb your flesh and lose your foolish pride we just might meet before it all begins Their Brains Will Melt rock and roll is gonna do it to you funk and soul too i have arranged it that way you are being rapidly disassembled because you want to kill my babies and i won't let my babies be killed even if they deserve it you don't deserve another breath of air or another day on God's green earth you walk all over me now but soon so soon i will crush your little skulls and your brains will squish between my toes i shall wear your gold filled teeth around my neck if you don't want to be my victim pray to Yahweh to be spared He really is the arriving Lord Jesus repent - for the time of redemption draweth nigh There is No Way Out of This Gas Chamber dumb donkeys why do you allow yourselves to be so easily deceived? i feel so sorry for all of you why can't you see the trap that the devil has carefully prepared? i have been given permission to warn you because satan knows that you will laugh at me and ignore my prognostications and those of my girlfriends what's the use i feel like something out of a warner brothers cartoon maybe if i shot some fire out of my mouth or flew up into the sky you'd pay attention but i can't do those things yet i have a feeling that you will slowly begin to realize that you are messing around with something very unpleasant that has been here much longer than any of you i am only a chit one golden horn my real soul is safe believe it or not you are lucky that i know the truth of the matter Twilight of the White Hare Worshippers you laugh because our mighty gods have been reduced to dried-up rabbits on the run you build fancy homes from the soulful planks that you ripped from our ancient and beloved ships you hoard your gold and sit atop the heap pointing a crooked finger at our miserably shivering crew you mock our pointy hats and rude clothing they can't hold a candle to your brooks brothers gear we are showered with guilt even though many of us have been forced to migrate into the lowly flesh of those we hate we still love to make things crash and burn up though we now haven't the nerve to promenade so we nearly had you suckers after our long climb back from the hell you gave us in the middle ages we cry in silence for the hardy world we once had and the simple technicality allowing your kind to take it all away Wait 'Til Terry Finds Out how would you feel if you woke up one morning and realized that there really are hidden worldwide conspiracy cults that were based in your home town and you had become a target for their heinous activities and you went through the period of stress and mental anguish that they'd so lovingly designed and custom tailored for you and what if you suddenly saw the light and discovered how to beat them at their own game and removed the unreasonable burdens that they'd placed upon you and turned their blasphemous and unconstitutional institution into the scapegoat and left their silly priests and priestesses with egg on their faces and returned to them all of the misery that they'd hoped you'd enjoy wouldn't that be cool? it would What Now, Gurdjieff? ninefoldness is interesting your writings are fascinating but i have found mention of you on restroom walls and that isn't too cool what have you done to us and for what purpose - are you assisting in the gathering of the tares? how mean! we were raised to believe that the Lord was coming to save us, and now we find that it's quite possible that we may be whisked away to some world of horror ala the missing doctor i presume that you knew of the hot pot that may await those of us gullible enough to have swallowed your philosophy over the years you are working for the serpent mister man, and now so are we noodles in the wok we are but what mystifies me is what's in it for you did the fowls of heaven promise you a bite or two at their spooky feast? sure they did; I'll bet you've already got your frilly bib tied on, fork and knife in your feathery paws these idiots down here really think they're gonna fly free and some of us will anyhow, what matters to me is how many of us really make it back home from this suicide arena - the only solace i've found is your writings and my crazy girlfriends we love you man You Love It look at the moose tammuz he's driving an expensive car with 666 license plates he thinks it good but it ain't that ain't even it just the warm up and the pitch the bat is what it's really all about and it's swing he's late for the party in his cool car speeding along the car is laughing at him because it knows of the future spin-out that will leave it unscratched and him nice and dead strike - and a stream of tobacco juice hits the green grass don't let it fool you the car doesn't hate him but it can't cry for him the car wants to go to the baseball game and watch the miss america pageant and guess what state doll is going to win but it can't, and that really makes it want to cry more than the moose's fate and the stupid plates that don't mean a thing to it stupid moose You Will Hang why yes you will my sweet li'l pill quite a thrill you're such a shill wendy is knitting the rope right now and it's no trick you have picked the last ticket and even the dragon is sick of you and the sad sack of lies that you have created during your wink moonlight career rita will finish the cord tonight i forgive you while upon our hill nice water now don't let it spill --- BOOK2.TXT Ad Valorem the time has come the season to drop the crooked mask of reason the lambs are all committing treason the threefold shield decree is on Ado sybaritic potentate spaniels of tinseltown i can read any book by touching it i can breath without oxygen and i don't need to take cheap shots at your vampiric culture now you know so what flimsy greek roman moorish excuse for a civilization i have total recall and am far above your love of lies and american hopscotch my mental prowess boy can i brag will leave you confused and dusty my tan skin will not burn if i remember the sunblock and don't visit australia during the ozone swings what do they call pork rinds in mexico? Aryan Whatnot woman gambit plumber fall dumber dammit slumber ball spaded lever sundry spoon raided weaver country moon racing meany bomber slam placing greeny somber sham super money lover soul looper bunny mover hole burner tucker butter bite turner trucker flutter kite Blancmange Blacksmith yo svengoolie you know not what it is things isn't what they seem wandering whither we will our world ain't yours destroyers you say we are very funny we just began our program you non-whack ninnies will be sorry as hell when the last wisps of blight drift away we have been sailing for many centuries and yes we were the captains not cargo still are notice the power of our mojo and i see how you have chuckled while sending us down early to the curly (you are smart) lynch mob hell (nice hair) that y'all will crackle in this is war stupid Cheerful Earful God will love us even when we refuse to love ourselves and save those that need help the most because we were created to discover the miracle of forgiveness Children of the Sponge yea entanglements with underwater figures ruined his reputation he avoided being harvested by gleaming native divers he would not swim with the sharks or be ethnically cleansed he killed them all with psychic bad vibrations he knew they would not repent of their toothy iniquities he had permission from the air realm above he was tired of their dumb bunny concept of righteousness which would prohibit him from enjoying more progeny and also involved him sprawling listlessly on a japanese plate he flipped the red switches on all the aquatic witches talked to his friends hiding in the shadows who vexed all of the dummies that dared to posture against him had them broiling his ruined figures underwater with entanglements yea Combinations after they'd taken their unlawful journeys and seen the hidden dimensions they decided to completely usurp the entire orb because it was there the secret cult of greedy world bankers and advertising executives first consulted many superior mathematicians living in southeast asia (they were the only ones that had keys to the green doors excepting a dangerous indian tribe in brazil who wouldn't dream of giving them entry) and thereabouts (no desert there but lots of it in the desert) they carefully listened to the hairy space cadets in old hokkaido found many hidden items using finely tuned particle beam devices dallied and danced with dervishes and doctors from many boneshaking bordellos watched flying dinosaurs in namibia and determined the relationship between egypt and the north sea and that's how they started their chicken wire chicanery program of seriously messing around with your grey matter strudel noodles they were promised a world of their own righteous zion holds her collective breath Crazy Niggers and White Trash hipping hopping boombox bopping trucking clucking great ox plucking twirling swirling viperous sterling sifting drifting wondrous gifting sinister minister polishes bannister ruffle puffle savoy truffle preacher teacher cyclops creature limbo bimbo open da window lucy goosey mystical moosey trailer wailer sympathy sailor wishes dishes see thru fishes making baking frosty caking constitution prostitution stirring up the revolution macaroni one trick pony slicing up the pepperoni graceland wasteland none to defend team scheme lucent dream slit tit over lit ra ma no pa Dance With Me, Haizara my precious inamorata i will never lose you forget yourself and your hectic plans for awhile stop crying and love me like i love you without conditions noone wants to kill you or take anything away from you all of us are afraid of hell and don't want to go there at all your relatives haven't put you outside i am bored silly with all of the malarkey and tired too i forgive you i still madly love you and want us to stay together forever please dance with me to the wigged out zydeco beat Dark Light flaming wings fly through the fight dark as day and bright as night from the darkness to the light gifting man with inner sight ashes are love ashes are life ashes will heal most any strife as nature wends it's way to mind the steps of man must fall behind back to the darkness but that's all right that's left right Delivery our new world patiently waits everything is ready except for us it is nearly here the dragon and old leviathan are restless because none of their toys will be there Destruct Construct time distortions future contortions warlike ways numbered days planet's fate doomsday date end of fuse endtime blues mother race in outer space transform our age reform our rage new ways bloom millennium soon interesting conceptions revamp your perceptions Discus Shun at last there we are futureshock alienation beloved saturnine saprophyte ovenbird posse remains superbly sangfroid and righteously so i repeat myself over and over yet you think my words are worthless our game is afoot and you alone can stop it although i did make the transuranic phone call what fun don't panic yet wait and see awhile they listened and arrived from all corners of the galaxy fly to the dungeon in the sky they did our indoeur technique indubitably impressed them which is why they were convinced early on to assist our reformed spelling endeavours unpronounceables are disappearing like well like you would expect Lord have mercy on us Exalted Orphodites men today aren't what men should be they have the wrong identity women try to whittle them down and place them in the role of subordinate clown this is funereal to say the least something should be done to tame the beast of transsexual effeminacy soon Faith Yes here we stand at the dawn of MILLENNIUM 3 A.D. the final act of earth's GREAT WORK has begun SOON the rinse cycle will begin gnosis osmosis ripping spin blossom of the curse planet in a hearse things will get much worse before they get better and they surely will SOON black dawn doom school get ready flock steady King returning sing see you real SOON Fata Morgana wise ones are forsaking arrogance for arriving substance that makes the wrong way crowd wail under our chrome wheels they go flesh flayed and melting from the foul frames they populate mighty culture that does what the age truly requires is real and none other we are too clever to ultimately succumb you will not kill the spirits of our kids we'd rather smother them than let you whack away their souls at last you have sold yourselves beastmakers die Flygirl's Thorny Waterloo i'm totally weary of the nightwaking all day if mad smiles are ok then girl yugo you know bc action ain't satisfaction but all the idiots are patiently waiting for their phony wings and other things even the angels want to see all that money spent and as long as we let them kill us out of here we're scott free and will be in the book do you believe me i don't but i honestly wish that it was true Fujin Bunnydove Oomph do not falter hustle shipper jones my obsessive twenty four sweet chalice swan child pilot i can smell you a million light years away from the fray you are flying my starfighter very well the purveyors of error in their superurban raceships know not what paradoxical tres chic can do Geronimo Bush the legendary figure of hope is what he is him and his vril crew left cydonia a long time ago on vimanas running on quicksilver and rasa whatever that is this world and it's history is their private joke that only they can appreciate because your sequential brains can't hang how high would you climb if you were a billy goat gruff chucking with the best o the best nevermind ewe know not puny human and never will unfortunately the constant is an eternal variable in our way of looking at things no matter how you slice it up it'still neutrinos and we are of such stuff it before we grow weary of your feeble protests and use our puppet state mexico against you fools that's right run Going Away Soon think you're so cool because you finally got the chicks on your side what's up pathetic lover of lies? or would you prefer me to call you by a more appropriate name killer i will burn something in your front yard and laugh when you call me insane and whine about the suffering of your ancestors they deserved their misery just like you do i am not your judge but i have my opinions don't bother the Lord with your sickening excuses Hanging From Henrietta why should we walk on the pained backs of the poor and unprotected for profit and fame you know it ain't right to sell your soul you know it still mammon calls why can't we show real love to those that really deserve it instead of secretly poisoning and exterminating them oh you say that it has to be done else we'll be overrun well you may be right but i hope that you have consulted the Most High because if it isn't what He wants i'll wager that we have some serious national suffering to do happy little fascists i'll keep on trucking because i know that we are also scheduled for destruction so you say i'm supposed to be a girl well that don't flush with me you mechanically glorified hermaphrodites Helljail nigger honky spic chink jew what the heck ya gonna do? the Lord up above is nothing but love and He's built all the fires to burn all the liars they'll weep and they'll wail in that hellfire jail and they'll get back that tail that they thought they never had Hey smart shiksas i will pound your goy skulls in with the letter k it will merrily revolve on it's left axis what do you think this is a party you will not be able to flee every cell in your body will shrink in revulsion because i am the proprietor of that character yes really now stand back while i and my ancestors do our thing High-Tech Nonsense copter satellite missing time tracking devices work just fine hindu wizard wends his way to lead the dunce squad to the day of olden times and valor found he mutters and peeps a funny sound consult him not for he does lie his wisdom cuts and then you fry he tells us that to kill is good upon the blaze he tosses wood his cortex beeps with techie gear and of his doom he has no fear the reason why he has such clout is very hard to figure out although he knows that none can win he shrugs and gives the wheel a spin so if you're sane and prone to vice and flowers and fruits of paradise lurk not near his fiery gaze for he'll elude you in the maze I M U R F O L k n u c m e u j k l ? d d v l s f t r s n u n i l b r s t 8 4 f r f G Z S s n a b l 2 4 k f r s n s (E s a b l) b k s u r e v l n s o m i l s n o p l a s 2 l f 4 e t r n 8 t i n o u r s k n 4 8 u l y z n n t i m a s t h n t i m c a v s 9 e f l 6 l k l u s 7 u n i s o n b r b l ? l f u s y l s E m I Wish fair plumed birds perched high in a tree trilling for joy to all that they see dolphins jump high on a clear blue day no cares on their minds engaged in sheer play stallions run wild foam streams off their backs they run to the sun dust floats from their tracks alone in tall grass cool wind blows your hair a smile on your face i wish i was there Juju Taxicab flygirl flygirl why did you leave me? wasn't i stupid enough for you? did all of the nonsense finally begin to make sense? you aren't scared of them you can't be they made sure that you wouldn't be frightened upon return so where did you hide yourself this time? under the couch? on the top shelf? come on it's no use your horns are showing i see you and all three of your tiny heads get up we have a maintenance schedule and so many heavy things to bring up from the sub-basement Kosher Kindness i've placed my whittle finger right to stay the bugsy wave tonight the tiny digit knows the score and trusts me to protect the floor for if i wasn't brave to use it you be surprised how quick we'd lose it i've seen you snarl i've seen you snap because of karl and all his crap his written words are in the millions fanatics piled up past a billion and not a one that likes your kind a noose for you they'd love to find in spite of your bright yellow hue they want to make a shade of you you dropped the righteous holy way and called on beasts to fight the ray pushing forth a demon's cup yourselves is what you're screwing up forgiveness is a simple task try it while you wear a mask now we're past the laughing vipers it's time for them to pay the piper for all the harm they have contrived vengeance from above arrives things that jump from spooky books boiling pots and many cooks haunting wicked website games culminate in hellish flames unfortunate how they've not learned their malice only gets them burned Laws of the Lawless listen to leaders but plan their demise party with fools but honor the wise reconcile clowns of pleasure and pain confound the clueless glass bead game dull every safe sense to elevate smell baffle the bourgeois with a spoonful of hell learn all your lines but burn up the stage to feed an animal put your arm in the cage Lest He Smite for noble and true posterity you'll shun the fun geography wonder and will for what is right will bless you with the final sight our children have the crisis switch to call the wrath of one great witch who knows the truth of all the games and truly has prepared the flames so if you cannot heed the call of all for one and one for all stones that fly inside the school will lead us to that truthful rule Lux Aeon nascent orb of niceness radiant neoteric estate emanations of harmony no curse of nature no sinister uber or netherworld to ceaselessly gnaw at the mind all error is replaced by flawless synchronicity joyous new creations leap no need for shuddersome toys or the bugeyed auspex halcyon vistas replace the sleek gangster jostle the bestial chartreuse shadow of turning is silenced Medusa i see how you revel wanton sycophants you mete to me your cruel torment alienated weirdos in bizarre dress twitching the night away confess your blatant brazen hypocrisy cease the tireless beast of fascist yeast please Merry Mechanics a fairy tale of woe to tell of merry work that's done in hell to cheat ourselves out of our lease we beat the elves with pails of grease and curly shoes and pointy ears who early come to oil the gears and beams and buttons of the one machine that glistens in the sun they tweak the dials and knobs aplenty it's leaks are plugged with penny candy they smear the salve upon it's chassis rub clear until it's gleam is glassy labors done they eat their honey mechanical fun is looking bonnie their mother nature is replenished but where their task of joy is finished is the same place where they fall when the toy destroys them all it rears up on one fiery leg and doesn't hear the wee folk beg for pardon as their fate is sealed the warden of their jail revealed a fight they cannot win for fame for sprites they know no other game Nazifarianism o my baby flexing her right to stretch the eternal story to test the souls that claim to know a version of truth but cannot send it to work we stay ragged for the time being soon we will be softly smiling while the puppets dig their graves in the electronic fast lane lovely faith of moral purity protecting frightened ones death to the corrupt system that is enslaving the minds of honest men we are taking the angst out of order and the fear out of chaos we have annexed a true new world to this sssss age come join us friends while you can we know how worried you are and i am not lying when i say that i repent Nettlesome Zero i am your protector for now i know what is being done and i won't allow it to fully blossom i'd rather see this nation utterly destroyed than idly stand by and allow totalitarian rule and total moral decay to prevail i have the real secrets that can quickly turn the tables i am sharing some of them the profit lusters and their advanced versions of a technocratic hell won't get far it will not happen here guaranteed if i can convince you to cooperate Noah's Transmission i'm gonna talk about things that you don't wanna hear i'll say this very carefully and hope that it's clear i'm sure you're all concerned about a nuclear war but wait until your hear about what will come before economic chaos is what we have to face cash will be devalued at a very rapid pace riots in the cities people shooting everywhere energy and water shutoff add to the despair these are just a few things that will soon come to pass and if you don't believe me well then you're just an ass bringing you guys down like this it ain't very nice so now i'll make it up to you by giving advice keep your brain off tv dancing movies and jive work hard and save your money if you want to survive keep your earnings out of banks or you will be poor buy pure gold and silver coins their prices will soar weapons and a vehicle you'll need close at hand away from urban centers is where you should buy land people they may laugh at you hoot giggle and bark but people laughed at noah while he calmly built his ark Nonagonal Hetaera Heuristica i have watched over you ceaselessly even when you made your stupidest moves blackheart purty kitty your eyes glow in the dark but it don't scare me because i know your true colors and how you were before your condemnation how kind and creative you were how this evil situation warped your sensibilities and made you run for your gun we will make it out of here my mouse yes we will put on your armor scraggly girl Noone Repents music soothes and combs your hair invites you to the county fair where schlubs in frills will roll the dice and practice every tricky vice wheels and deals and sinful wages beasts that rattle their golden cages noone knows the jolly elf inside the home of hate itself swift round shapes soar over roofing clomping steps on cloven hoofing they learn to use the sideshow ways and run those rats inside their maze the price of fame unholy game gamblers try to stake their claim to fortune smiling like a gun bestowed upon a hopeless one and when they sell and wish you well they really smell you chained in hell fire and lace and engines driven the foolish face can be forgiven Of One Blood our desire for the peaceful union of the tribes of man cannot be achieved by human hands yes we are doomed to fail gene manipulation of sapient scientists won't do the trick only our gardeners can fuse man correctly according to the record of the soon to be glorious future world Origin and Destiny yin african genesis aryan expansion asian destiny yang the valor of the strong determines the fate of the weak degenerates we vikings command the mobius strip our final decisions will ultimately be in your favor because every stick has two ends and guilt far worse than yours will kick in eventually nevertheless we will go out fighting for our people while you whisper about our way Pilot Light blood words finally decided to be honest for a spell he wants to be best man at our wedding said he'd show up over the lake it would be odd lady luck and somehow i believe that it might not be a lie because i prayed to the Spirit for us to be reunited and even though you have moved into a new body i can tell that it really is you i remember the giant writing instrument the blue chair cage with the griffin trapped inside and all of the insanity that we discovered when our lives were one where did you dwell after jetting from your last flesh and how is she feeling now without you and me probably crummy surely she's forgotten the mothership and what the mission is she wasn't very strong even though her mom sure was trying to help her out as best she could cuttlefish crystals and the flickering phnntasms from britain and the other islands left her pity Plight of the Gibborim ancient child from the age of gods made meals of men and threw up clods of peaty earth when challenged by the human scourge that couldn't fly they crept at night to seal his fate their target locked against the slate his hoary head was fast asleep inside his bed the valley deep such tiny men that ran from him who'd fancied that they'd tan his skin for when he stomped the whole earth shook and every fish flipped from it's brook he smashed them one he smashed them all and after dining retched his gall his honor could not lose it's hue his cause of no concern to you Poor Old Tired Horse those wooly elephants they sure ain't pink what passed today tomorrow don't think no sir it no longer means a thing to the sad old horse that danced in the ring Praxis Generatrixor far too bold for any kitten wonder book that can't be written it tells the tale from start to finish the souls of men it would replenish it doesn't leave a truth untold the cycles of the world unfold in ways that make a baby smile and learned men reflect awhile upon the goodness of all things true mastery of spacetime brings Prove It a darling month one of forty nine times two morning three twenty one on a uncertain day within that frame two people from the same egg who aren't twins will confirm the suspicions of cretins that want to stop their odd expressions of love of God's plan wisdom is Quidnunc Cabaret organized satanists (their numbers are legion) are about to receive the greatest shock of their deranged and miserable lives massive quietus will soon arrive all of the evil spirits that have brought them fortune and fame will soon be toiling for their ancient enemies Rara Avis thoughts of space and disks aglitter sent shivers through the human critter and so he searched for answers to the puzzles of the great gazoo but when he chanced upon some works that detailed all the future's quirks the questing lad soon found himself enmeshed in warps of time itself his dreams of giving mankind hope for something past mad future's rope were dashed to bits he wouldn't mock the curtains of the tempo clock to look beyond forbidden doors was no big deal or worry for such a frail and fitful guy it really was no wonder why he pondered on that final twist for after all they do exist Reh (No) an oracular medallion (only in the believer's heart) worn round theneckof a proud young man it glistens it gleams admired it is unlike the gluttonous garbage disposal that is really more than ignored 'tis abused positive ok or not a cretin throws away a banana peel without even thinking about the act what if souls were inside of these things that are not generally respected? Rita Says It's Alright rita says she loves us but i won't play her game she runs with other fellas to one confusing dame the lady loves to travel river road or rail a judge he bangs his gavel to finalize the sale and when they all go sailing inside the dusty halls the echoes of their wailing are heard behind red walls so if you're fond of fortune and all that it entails rita's roller torture will startle your entrails Run From the Sun run run run from the sun electric black shadows gotta run run run stranded on a planet where the bad ones are made laughing and dancing as the good guys all fade emotional tornado spins your mind to the sky some days all you can do is just hope to die the light is getting brighter it's getting hard to see if i'm flowing with the glowing or is that shadow me See i can help you to see for the first time it scares some timid people although there's no need to fear it is weird holding this hot torch you're gonna need to cope with what i mean now is the time when your eyes will be opened to my ways of life and liberty and why things have drifted away from goodness i don't want those spiky thorns in my crown to pierce li'l old me Silver Pods in the Clouds when i died went for a ride a life beyond this was shown to exist and as i sat upon a bed madness whirling in my head the kumbayah they sang my name and flashed outside the windowpane they smiled and told me to take heart and showed me much of hidden art planned out all my future wit when i left a gloomy pit precious life twist listen to the grist love is for all pray to call Spiritual Garbage Can old london lost her colonies for lack of empathy children live in refuse bins in a land of tax usury lust for lucre drove the haushofer crowd puck and we live under the sword of cultural usufruct dwelling upon destruction makes hypocrites lie national courage wanes and noone knows why periphrasis becomes the norm when love chills no care for those that suffer for cheap thrills i know how much sooner the future will arrive if all of the workers stand to defend the hive long after brilliant flames ignite the dusky lake life will exact a terrible price upon her stake Sunshine Where There is None a captious capon curses my crusade against the whimsical plans they've made of fairy magic and black cigars and one way rides on shooting stars i lose myself in reverie rejecting wholesale misery i have no time for the vertex of the vortex your swirling doom is what i seek far away my love and i will sneak a peek as your gyring sun finally delivers his cargo of fun to lovely lowbrow nurses The Language of Satanism inversion is the key to understanding why you have been presented with a degree rhyme and reason intertwined symbolic meaning of words rather than literal although often both are present and cooperative also the nature of complexity (in this arena) will bring the messengers nigh because truly a complex mind is a weak mind the aching achilles heel of western civilization is pride based on massive amounts of acquired information we are top heavy and ripe for destruction for we rely on many vain doctrines of demons yes most of man's highly touted wisdom has arrived via channel zero so what should we do to insure our physical and spiritual safety? to hold back the floodgates of demons? to stay sane and happy? talk to your Creator He does communicate you haven't noticed repent of your sins and do not despair you can still dance sincere prayer to God really does help and heals all effects of institutionalized generational evil albeit (sometimes) conditionally you will never know unless you try to fight your lust greed etcetera oh and your fatal diet of puns even my acquaintance satan knows the truth The Ones That Know formed our race helped us grow soon we'll face the ones that know on this blue ball we stage our show observing all the ones that know evils growing hearts are low what are we showing the ones that know? world peace ain't coming 'til our lawn we mow our gardeners are coming the ones that know The Serpent's Lament coat check boat wreck ninety-nine times same corner block pop rock ice cream eating game assumption consumption greedy feet to score conjunction confunktion daydreams of a whore platitudes of gratitude but noone is content economy dichotomy the serpent will repent Then K U history's example shows us nothing but war's hell cutthroat few and far between have been the beacons of light losing our footing on the planet we walk on tightrope modern day problems blow the old ones out of sight Too Many Bastards all our efforts they have failed to fix the scum that we have jailed when set free jail term done their life of crime has rebegun they'll rape your mother they'll rape your wife they'll torture you and take your life noone cares noone's wise not until they're victimized KILL - their mindless creed DEATH - to them and their breed HATE - they all project OUR FATE - we shall protect we've got the pill to cure this sick we're gonna kill those bastards quick degenerates are on the run i'll blow them down with my gun protect yourself save your life from the fire of their strife hear it out hear the plea survival is your golden key Tove Jansson you've given me Moomins and Mymbles Snufkin and Sniff Sea Horses and the Lighthouse Keeper Fillyjonk and Gaffsie Hattifatteners and Hemulens Little My and the Snork Maiden Pappa and Hodgkins the Woodies and Creeps Too-Ticky and the Invisible Child Grandpa-Grumble Thingumy and Bob Toft and the Ancestor the Groke and Toffle happy at last my love for you knows no end Um Tut Sut Cut coded wisdom arachnid miser beanbag veteran tunnel explosion pakistan filigree british pedagogue safe offshoot scapegoat fetter future razor woman monument cranberry sanguine sanctuary hat balloon temple suffering hazy happy ray capsize libertine crash korean famer clique pool crowd elevation luau bookstore dancefloor surprise tournament conflagration october release Venusians and Hungry Jupiterians during an unexpected little war ten ufo craft will appear above the mid american water niche where a main base is located technocrats try valiantly to prevent the formation of a very strange cargo cult it's no use thousands of folks quit work to fall under the spell of an extremely dangerous venusian and his clever chefs Watch the Sky nations deny though many have seen them ufos fly are we ready to meet them? angels on high just how shall we greet them? this ain't no lie watch the sky What the Girl Taught Me dada out of the biting boogie fever sunset rides the hip chinese lone ranger gangster almighty sleepy valerian root cornerstone mad misanthropic chicken cult will be happily singing the sad lucifer cowboy song so you think it's funny even the markov chains link don't you believe it prostrated idiots it will baffle and destroy you and your utopian death dreams the lighthearted proteins will be shrink wrapped in a hot wok just full of jaundiced eyeballs peeping to and fro back and forth circulating fraud and wenching nakedly in sorceries smug prevaricators listen the deadly exception rules and the happily crackling grave waits for your not sorry souls sheol too punishment it real bad the white metallic bone will dent your bean feel lucky sucky earthlings us extraterrestrials laugh at you ugly snails whiz along in the fib fast lane grinning gringo ta book company beer bottle da you deserve a surprise totalitarian takeover executive order 11490 you will like it realize that beating your fellow servants is not the way gotcha red carpet baggers v the mandelbrot set well organized confusion is the spice of life damn wax fruit theory ruined the world pendulum pig iron genius metronome reality it just don't rock be real still good hair aimless hedonists female fascism will rise the originator knows the new world order wizard jokes better than you ever will billy get my gun the entire book has been deciphered look out injun joe you are up and have to lead senile extinct tasmanians by popular demand ancient curse you stepped in quicksand and yes you are going down one way dead soldiers and solemn rapture distracted love labor and dead artists know above top secret unauthorized disclosure q clearance ezekiel hey it ain't my fault go kick yourselves instead of your children brain drainers on the archetype association collective dirt nap snap now comes the vexed poultry lackey slayer beatnik subsidiary hex effluvia end of the vital cassius tarhootie game new civil war designs the not so silly white male milk bomb extracting precious energy from your fledgling cause you lose surprisingly cuckoo who's your czar suckers hop some more warrior nickgerman you are the boy your mythic fan pineal gland is well trained and now the uranists will be enslaved your bawdy frou frou regime has been easily exposed as a horrible lie you dishwashers the manuscript has surfaced seriously weak and unworthy blasphemers your laughing has quickly done you in the wurst burnt up and so will you what you need to apologize is beyond your puny grasp hey girl you are mine forever more or else hell When Mars is Revealed love consider the possibility of a distant world very populated and just teeming with human culture and industry quite different from our sorry and trampled old orb what if we found that it is real and much closer than we realize how would we react to the very strangest and most disturbing news of the age if at long last mars was revealed i have been there and it ain't no sad joke baby Where is My Wife recall lost through anesthesia is the worst part of amnesia i'm searching for my former wife i lost her in another life i know she knew of bells and spells flowery fields and fragrant smells she also had uncanny wiles o'er birds and beasts and crocodiles the lords of this world know my plight and want to keep her from my sight but still i search and when i find her i'll calmly creep up right behind her wrap my arms across her chest spin her round embrace her breast it's been a long time since i kissed her she may have been my only sister World of Whores people out there every night they're hunting love in clubs a sexy dance kick-starts romance inside these passion pubs a motel room sweet honeymoon soon they're on all fours don't you see we're living in a world of whores the sexual revolution is a pack of lies body and soul diseases in disguise discipline and honor they have locked their doors can't you see we're living in a world of whores yuk it up silly pup you won't be laughing when the skin is chafing from your pubis that's covered with pus-filled lumps Would You would you die for a lie and make peace with your id as you did flip your lid? count your damnings kiss the sky fly your frilly freak flag high o my i feed my sins to the pit bull christ critter call the cosmic bambi sitter whose razor of love will shave my psychic stubble away down the drain and i don't need my fitful brain pain is lusting for the insane goal of law and order in the court countdown decade will smash that flat splat but every cloud has that gleaming shining scheming sheen inbetween the days of doom drama yell for your mama and she will be there the end is fair it's au contraire if you don't sow sour seeds to reap sweet fruit what goes around comes around Yacub translucent eleemosynary sorcerer dependant on the odd law of free will who lovingly fashioned pathologically analphabetic creatures of blue doom provided the same with bits of bird and dog and goat and left them their crafty pygmy brains decided against the aqua hue gave them what most of us deem a fetching pinkish cast and didn't forget to leave some curl they drank from lustrous saucers of ambrosial milk poured down in a forgotten valley of the antediluvian age yes he juggled their fuzzy androgens pointing downward he bid them adieu across the fresh desert they went ignoring the peculiar beekeepers gesticulating north of the shoe (another series of gallant golems would sack that beaky brood) onward went the jolly orchestra castrating mucks that stood in their way stopping only when progress was blocked by the shore skipped their saucers across the foamy depths some were overcome by such beasts as like to live in the brew the coterie would often promote a mad hag to the head of the set sometimes quite against their better judgment this did help them to charm sea monsters who abandoned their secret tasks to help tow the troglodytes to their home You Need to Know hollywood and the pentagon are preparing the false miracles of the antichrist that's right and if they discover that america is scheduled for destruction before they can launch their show it is possible that they will attempt to relocate near the ancient city of babylon to be closer to the restrained euphrates demons that they are so in love with because that is what they are really secretly worshipping in the masonic temples that propel their outrageous material success Your Mom Might Kill You she just might but would she be right to cross that thin line and cut you off from all that is good and likable in life i can't say for sure but i think that she may have lost her run rabbit mind talk to her and try to ease her nerves make out a check for the needy people --- BOOK3.TXT Captain Fiery of the Morning Moon and by my beard i've got a whale of a tale to tell pass me that snifter of brandy although i've romanced maidens on rocky shores and chortled in the company of knaves and whores thieved with the best of 'em and killed quite a few i'm a fairly grave man and simple too nothing could stop me quake i did not even when the foulest squall of all salted my ship quite nicely the bilge filled with the briny brew of dead mens' bones and codfish too it was raining razor blades down we went and up a zot but steer i did and we did not pitch and toss to a bubbly doom though we were forced to dump our precious cargo overboard chains and all we moored ourselves at dawn and as the storm wended southwest the magenta sun finally poked his portly frame above the horizon our crew cheered mad alana my first mate even cracked a smile although we were all sore about the loss of our irons we went about our business of securing the vessel suddenly I realized with a start that what we had previously thought of as our familiar light-bringing star wasn't at all the blessed char but a brightly shining sienna moon the wonder of it had the men gaping in awe and stranger still it was wearing a big top hat and carrying a cane it began to dance a gyring jig across the morning sky and then swung low around the starboard bow singeing our sails with tendrils of lunar fire and on the sweet head of my home port love that bloody orb began to ululate in unearthly caterwauling tones then it removed it's dusty crown and spoke everything spun from one sun and where it comes from is where it goes to was what it uttered and no more than that 'twas more than enough to lay us flat after the flaming moon donned it's brim every man began to battle his mates to the death with whatever implements of destruction were found within reach some with their bare clenched hands the deck quickly ran red with the freely spilt blood of those that were overcome by the carnage which was every chap on board just beyond four score good blokes they were to the bitter core only three of us survived the zany fray up to the crow's nest we'd crept away myself my first mate and my african gray parrot thor zounds i say the last of the mad warriors keeled overboard after smashing himself in the head with a scrying stone and chopping his left hand's fingers off with cutlery from the galley then the loony apparition winked at us three and the good bird's plumage turned white as can be my mate and i both got burns on the nape of our necks then all became still and the moon was sucked back below the horizon until the sky was pitch black no stars at all for several hours we sat with the chill wind whistling wildly about us and thor squawking quietly to himself we knew at last that it was all over when the true sun finally appeared after we gingerly clambered down behold - there was no trace left of the melee that we had witnessed scant hours before none of the blood or gore no disarray just missing men with heroic difficulty we steered the schooner to our destination and found that particulars relating to our cursed excursion had been wholly forgotten the names of every man on board why even all of their relations were missing it was as if they'd never been mad alana no longer had stomach for the seafaring life she stepped on shore and went home to her crazy wife the only toll it's taken on me is how my hair has gone gray i tell you boys i can name every one of those lost men to this very day Death of the Nameless One life and love for pennies skinny if you chain your mind up vinny bright sunrise breakfast served a great surprise nation swerved of fields of fear and rivers of mace i sing quite clear of fire and lace a life of craft and vain despair the odor wafts throughout the air lowest nailer in wicked slum silly sailor who's time has come western grieving duly pending even steving grievous ending Enunciating Urchins beautiful and noble free spirited strings of symbols celebrating festivals of etymological insanity stepping to the square dance of happy doom googols of scrawlings almost as many as stars every word has a wealth of startling secrets and bijouteries uniquely it's own tugging at our weary minds their many shades of meaning often seem alarmingly contradictory vague and foreign secondary tertiary etcetera hook and eye associations stomp ruthlessly on ad infinitum defying the categorical imperative they poke fun at us mock us yes they do and there is a good reason why anxious to eternally preserve their independence from vain humanity they have conspired to effect the death of punctuation apostrophes can stay Germinating Lese Majesty i have many more bushy heads where that one came from cut one off and three more will grow back keep hacking every spineless slug that has rolled my way winds up wishing they hadn't those who won't leave my children alone will learn the hard way i am the righteous serpent of luminosity brilliant and winged do you believe that you can defeat me? working for order rather well read licensed to kill satanic nuts keep away dummies or i will whirr how i do go on Hell Sweet Hell pit of hades a dim grey place infinitely gravitous darkly incandescent where all tethers to our merciful God are detached i want you people to believe me because i have actually been there lonely and unpleasant beyond description you don't want to go there i was fortunate enough to have been slated for rescue but you might not be as lucky be kind to people and turn from all iniquity try as best you can or soon that will be the very real end of your false sense of worldly freedom reevaluate your doubleminded thinking processes I'll Walk Them Home such exciting times plug ugly pachyderms costumed as magistrates frolic with glee at the unholy hippodrome bonfire poets sputter florid verse consulting the icon crow nick eyes aglow he squawks always less fattening when properly fricasseed the ghoulish metropolis topples fission fungi squeal in shock as their criminally selig intestinal cathedral of styx forgets the flood and ignites seaweed psychosis and supertramp sensibilities discreetly destroy each other the depraved foundation was all for naught In the Offing every man has friendly ways and dreams of something past the haze of never ending good and evil clashing in their ways medieval human woe and murky frets make him search for safety nets but when the cords that would protect do not hold his hopes are checked breaking bread with sneaky souls seeking peace but finding coals makes a good man dream of death and puts a rattle in his breath older folks console the grad assure the lad he's not been had it's just the wicked way of want before it gifts it must needs taunt Isaac and the Tooth Fairy lily of the valley crash course teacher insolence personified burdened with life everlasting didn't want to serve the fuzzy bums her endless sundownings and fiery fury at God for destroying her beautiful ancient sphere of stupendous celestial splendor continue why it was blasted to smithereens still the gudgeons look to it's spotty remains with profit on their minds scratching their hairy faces their primitive modes of travel poised she pauses to laugh and then carefully considers all of the new beginnings she has witnessed she fondly remembers canaan and how well he bore the mantle of the serpent for another man's preposterous act of indecency that tainted the world anew and how she flew to him with love and understanding and all of her knowledge but he coldly rejected her to his utter chagrin she laughs again and then begins to weep for she doesn't hate the Lord in fact her activities are very important to Him this she knows very well but why did He have to curse her with isaac? Le Mat master dragonslayer eheieh is yay here death for the vacuous death cult looms near woe to the irretrievably wicked seriously folks we're going on a world class super kite tech witch hunt to prune the shrubs of blasphemy down to mere stumps you and your imaginary friends are being targeted pray for those that are too stupid or saturated with hate to heed these words stay humble and you just might be spared Plutonic Snafu my genius son inquires as to why the wicked prosper while gnashing his gold filled teeth it's really quite simple dear boy i tell him of the gravity of lies the burden of mad desire and the enchanting illusion of human imagination also known as maya still he balks and quails it is not easy to soothe his frazzled nerves his knuckles clench and blanch white as we sit with our uprooted amigos in the smoky jazz room sipping exotic liquor we discuss impossible things like reformation of the mind and soul without miracles as billie sings of the moony atmosphere at the midnight waterfront we quietly begin to consider the long journey homeward where soft pillows and nodding heads will triumph Reflection Direction ? i am very happy with this life many of my weird perceptions are being justified i now am certain that there really will be horrendous race riots in our major metropolitan areas before a thermonuclear batlle begins my poor misguided country thinks that i am lost am i ! Remembering Mars ua volo vo von nal ul taka ul des beelda filke an noort a moven lestra moal di dar tesfu an taka ul festra vas we wan ar wool ik wustel ar twessen aldut twe sul chac hex ul kra neven fe dostra ahn skel ler moort la onya da ar wes plagi noort uf ra na nal des dagdra you fools are fighting a petty psionic war against mighty beings from the future we have no tricks up our sleeves just the confidence that arises from our memory of the future defeat that you and your pathetic forces will suffer further down the ifalong there is only one true happentrack this is a sort of jail where we suffer for the crimes that we have committed in the future past your main error is your simple and extremely limited view of the great process of universal unfoldment and reunion of souls we are stronger than you here in this jail and you'd be well advised to leave us be because we have been given emergency command over many of your so-called intellectual circles and dear earthlings you haven't seen anything yet please read the book it isn't joshing you at all you don't have the ability to recollect the world before this one or others in the long succession of planets of life that have been bestowed upon mortals Scapegoats venusian in an icy ditch martian saving burning witch hebrew on a railway journey german as a state's attorney arab swinging baseball bat african with a cowboy hat apache at the rodeo suntan on an eskimo hindu standing on the moon russian with a golden spoon japanese running nuclear plants chinese kids that disco dance abo standing at the helm ainu in his tiny realm haitian with a silver cross jamaican who abhors his boss spaniard with a moorish wish norwegian who won't eat his fish bosnian whose morale flags frenchman in a suit of rags gypsy reading lines on hands assyrian crys for his lost lands italians at a petting zoo polish man at blues revue irish at a royal event english in a desert tent icelander who's dressed to kill american without a will Service with a Smile corrupt american and european advertising executives seeking higher profit margins and ways to stimulate the world economy have drawn the last straw their imagination and dedication matter not for their occult agendas are absolutely absurd they seek to overthrow the freedom of all nations disgusting satanists they will be stopped we have the solution we see the source of their sick power and know where they are clustered conspiracies with fallen angels and zombie lackeys fueling the engine of death we know the horrible truth the infernal dynamics have been clarified their age old plan of so called illumination and all it's forthcoming fantastic manifestations in the real world will not destroy our Lord's Salvation depending on how we react to what should by now be obvious our civilizations will be forgiven or allowed to utterly degenerate He and we that love Him will have the last laugh Sign Here hello how are you? you did leave your resume with our receptionist didn't you? good sit down coffee? tea? no? very well let's discuss your future what do you like to do? ha ha you are funny what are your skills? now that's interesting where were you last employed? hmm i've been there nice place and very popular what? yes it does help most people lots of hard work lots indeed pardon me but off the record do you believe in extraterrestrial life? you have? well that's what we really wanted to hear yes we can use someone like you we have the perfect placement can you start today? no? pity what was that? not good i'm sorry but i'll have to ask you to leave now no hard feelings right? take your resume with you and don't let the door what? why yes i'm sure many people have heard that before Stone Sheet Shears lady luck a sword in hand serpents fall throughout the land weary of her well known ground looks upon the sunset sound skips across the deep blue sea ship of fools arrives with glee able gang of boys and men questing on in search of yen what the house is looking for leads them to the nether shore those that they call indians bide their time as land grows thin for they know of the spores that will kill the conquerors vixen vice wife of scratch bright and pure she met her match now she works for the reds parents of the blood she shed and it was so swiftly done that is how the west was won The Fountain of Shur lovely hagar doesn't know what her labor's waterflow and silver moon will bring to light far beyond her birthing night children hit the sand dunes running full of sparks and manly cunning they live a rough nomadic life and soon their tribes are torn by strife battles fought from dusk 'til dawn victims slain from prince to pawn clashing swords and bloody threads chieftains raising severed heads their weaker sons they soon weed out and cast them off without a doubt that desert sun and lack of water will surely make them vultures' fodder the booted brood soon pass their test by moving north and east and west to many nations where they station they bring their fathers' civilization minds alive with plans and mappings they relish life and all it's trappings building is their greatest pleasure halls that heap with piles of treasure craftsmanship and golden fleece refining arts of war and peace surveyors of the swath of three the birthplace of democracy cities rise and cities fall hagar's clan helped build them all her pains endured were rough enough good thing she's made of tougher stuff The Lovelife of Monsieur String Kitty i love her more than my string (her girlishly dark ways make me stupid) i'm silly as can be and poor so i scramble claws clicking and bring back little things (hoping she'll like them) like tiny pink flowers tufts of cotton wool bits of sandworn blue bottle glass those weird big beetles that buzz your face on hot summer nights and beady eyed field mice whiskers twitching she happily receives the gifts her mind floating elsewhere and loves me in return by carefully puncturing my expectant heart (i have a big ego and it takes a lot to phase me) not a lot of you realize what i mean let me tell you she flings frisbees over cliffs canines chase them (i am no dog but i have been watching closely i am clever) and often suffer very real plummeting deaths but not me thankfully because i have a secret still her mean spiritedness hurts i'm more in love with the idea of her than who she is in person poor me she thinks that i want to take something away from her (that is why she is cruel) i don't i am very giving i get upset thinking of it no i love her still but i'll have my dreamy revenge i might surprise her by arriving unexpectedly in the body of a small grey mammal (that just might bite her toe) on a cloudy autumn day (we both like clouds and know what they are) as she sits upon a sprouting oak stump she'll kick at me until she realizes who i am and how i've cozily curled up in the minds of all of her best friends smelling of tuna and cream i helped birth great ideas gave kind advice like an elderly babysitter (she's not a good listener) i'll let her out of my alert mind she really does love me and thanks very much knows me from allegro non troppo despite all of my frustration how lucky i am! Trilateralism Revealed wake up the miracles of satan begin with word magic nonsense intricate riddles and puns that intrigue vain materialistic minds dividing and conquering by capitalizing on competitive fear and cultural iconoclasticism graduating to mental retention of infernal images and icons that debase the higher faculties of reason and subliminally encourage degenerate activity inverting and convoluting logical thinking percolates mass insanity yes it does by elevating matter over mind muslims and mormons and masons and catholic red carpets lucifer laughs at them all because he is preparing the ultimate slaughter your safety is being seriously threatened doxy minded westerners pay attention or you will suffer the dire consequences occult strongholds are orchestrating the ultra eastern phenomenon russia egypt china india arabia japan etcetera the rotational purposes of the tao are very difficult for materialistic folks to truly grasp the ugly tug of war betwixt strife and peace will eventually assault your physical well being the mental burdens become spiritual chains that force should not be underestimated it will casually beat the stuffing out of you that's one of the ways that the nazis and other big time death cult organizations quashed resistance and brought about radical political change they sever the protection of God from the population that they seek to control by any means necessary phantasmagoric amusements are spiritually deadly ignore what the masses are dwelling on shun them if need be when the show kicks into high gear it will become more than real unbelievable events will precipitate the fantastically advanced technology and strong delusions particularly human flight will completely deceive many art and life will fantastically intertwine minds will be entranced and enmeshed extract yourselves now if you want permanent employment in the universe remember the promises of God His gifts are free you may have to suffer and die for the privilege of escaping the fires of hell it is definitely worth it endure to the end and i will see you in court Twisturnot she's very pampered and spoiled my robotic bird she whirrs in from (in reverse order) that bleak outer world she resembles the mothers of two old chums of mine (neither of whom i ever spoke with often) my enemies are her friends and vice versa but none of that matters because of the fiendishly orchestrated recursive purposes for which we were created even fools have holy work to do she doesn't even get it yet which is tits (are you listening?) doesn't read much anymore but considers herself well informed and she is sort of i will leap and hop (no bouncing) when twisturnot finally remodels her (my only real friend besides God dogs and fleas) she does need that new chip nine nine nine (it could be a very silly place) actually binomial expansion isn't her bag nor mine no not at all she'll finally recall all of what is being done and how we are changing the world (without another invasion) for the better utilizing our truly superior technology Voyage of the Unknowns compressing the clockwise winding twirl to the moment of now's sacred swirl shows rivers of time as one great sea unravelling ripples of history where our world is another once was cultured and full of flourishing buzz (as regards that grand orb's spire another nest egg spun still prior a noble race but bumblers still lack of law their bitter pill their sordid tale reads like a thriller in fact it might seem quite familiar to those of us that live in books and know the ways of ancient cooks) when their shield began to fall they hedged their bets and risked it all employed a force that they'd just found and sailed through time on wings of sound they fled their drying civilization in search of terran restoration of what they called security the natives found did not agree for though their clothing seemed quite rude their women coarse and manners crude there was no doubt they too were men although they wound up in a pen when the new arrivals landed gleaming ships that now were stranded due to ire of homeworld mystics they carried sets of flawed logistics and so in time they sadly learned the buccaneers could not return to bring the good news of their find fresh water food and peace of mind bursting eddies of swift light swings birthing worlds for training things that snuff the air and count their yen and dare to call their children men --- BOOK4.TXT Amaranth of the Gyrfalcons topaz empress of ethereal beauty predating the cult of the moll finest child of a forgotten black continent preserved on cave walls before the shift of the poles her fluid dance of life entrances chaste weightless and pure free of sorcery and shackles of guilt a bulb of radiance soothing hysteria no ancestral sins needing nullification she does not hate herself for there is no folly of man she elevates the weak chastens the strong and slays the obscene an accomplished scientist bringing dreams to life communicating with orders of beings unseen allied with truth justice and beauty transgressors of the law are checked dark mother rejoices and helps her future cause knowing the reasons why Bloodworm Baltimore Frenchfry wait a while woman don't be so vastly vain consuming cold fire omen cannot amp your pain cyclic apex curve and sink inner image fossils wink atomic comic boomtown hurt return to union death alert lovely weather picture show predator logic onward ho eyes aglitter burning building children hail violent yielding woman precious coal longing for the tall pine spiritual home is my goal your palace or mine? Bravo America another bun from the oven of unum launchpad of lunacy birthplace of bombasticity home of the huddled masses flippantly finding fault with everyone ever and anon starting over where saints have a past and sinners a future your secret capital is known and your formulas for world control upside down endless struggles of fate and will chikka chikka go the crickets corpulent decadence swells oofy oozers oiling their onomatopoeias freedom under new knowledge is what they call their sordid initiation into surrealism melancholy harpies wait for their share as the crocus grows invisible credit card amulets gleam slap happy satanists date themselves itty bitty teeny tiny rave mouse skin bird takes a tinkle wham sizzle bam blap plop boom dirt nap aim of the mad push joust era now moves to war tobacco potentate stubs out his cigarette and sips peculiar wine nake no totice it is of co nonsequence Closed Doors take a peek at the retrogressive toga party being thrown by the internationalist enemies of free speech they unrighteously shut down individuals for minor infractions by thrusting hapless victims into spiritual isolation rooms emotional pain resulting from the tenebrous hypocrisy of sinful beings with political and educational advantage acting as gods and damning the good people of faith to a new dark age of gruesome fascist oppression entraining brain waves with the assistance of next step nanotechnology synchronizing ideas words images events to a disastrous crescendo and ensuring that the necessary destructive work of their evil empire is done Death of the New World Order you disgusting satanic flunkies of the western world are all doomed you are wholly unrighteous even satan hates you your witchy poo doggie in the window gorilla for sale games are ending the inquisition has begun your godless sodomite world of oral anal ah so material increase is swiftly crumbling away we are not stupid we are not sold we are shutting you down for good it is best for all concerned including yourselves know that your demonic lackeys are bound to help us achieve our goals your plans for secretly murdering us off and harvesting our soul energy for gain will not stand you siphoners your own wicked traps will ensnare you i am taking responsibility i am not afraid of you at all i am personally destroying your multicultural hell because i can come and get me you chumps Disclaimer i highly recommend that this book not be placed in the hands of children although it contains very little profanity it is full of rich lies and truth spiritually fattening stuff it may stimulate insanity in some sane minds it has been created for a special purpose the beliefs and actions of people and nations what we absorb mentally and spiritually (not to mention physically) delusions or verities bring blessings or curses upon us i challenge you to prove me wrong we should choose carefully, no? He has told us before Eugenics Comes Around scientific research minions keen to polish their opinions smirking geeks in strange alliances deadly drugs and taboo sciences tinkering throughout the night sloshing gene pools left and right they've finally found a way to clone something from the twilight zone mad professor draws a curtain past a project that is certain to raise the eyebrows of his peers and bring to life their wildest fears a soldier for the battle field that fiercely fights and will not yield is the goal of the research done inside his test tube church he wrings his hands and feels distraught to gaze upon what he has wrought beads of sweat run down his cheek his fearsome creature isn't weak cage door dangling from a hinge varmint in a snarling cringe nightmare stumbles outward reeling void of love and holy feeling his tiny skull and giant jaw pinpoint his tormentor's flaw breaks his neck with one deft twist it knows that he should not exist we're lab rats in a cosmic test against a wall our backs are pressed from man to God we stretch a gap we're lost in hell without a map Evil Children mischievous moppets hands on their hips pouty li'l poppets candy smeared lips bad little tykes minds all abuzz abandoning trikes and growing peach fuzz ultra spoiled brats mall worlds they haunt rotten little rats that get what they want collegiate immorals hooked on carousing pierced through with sorrows fraternally housing no wasted seconds the graduates meet business world beckons success is so sweet fortunate fellows and ladies of fortune the strumming of cellos colors their torture don't think it's easy to get gain built rich folks are sleazy and laden with guilt Forecastle Forensics politics don't help things much religion seems to need a crutch law and science keep on trucking love and marriage always clucking work and play and rest go on regardless of our endless yawn boredom is a great big greenie playground for the lurking meanie murmurs of occult tradition shouting crowds that spark sedition smooches on the blarney stone evil psychics on the phone jews and gentiles engines steaming huffing hookahs with a demon syntax and semantics blather puts the brainlords in a lather funny people and their plottings secret rooms and roadmap dottings oddballs in a deadly spin dismantling us from within pagan statues on a shelf worshipping to bring great wealth drinks are downed and sins are upped moth and rust sure doth corrupt martial arts of eastern hordes fascinating bourgeois sports burning candles all day long incense beads and new age song movements masquerade as peace they often have a taint of beast and violent loathing underneath some bury bodies in the heath children raised in ways of hate parents grieving for their fate knowing not what they should do to save their babies from the zoo wisdom speaks to all who'll hear precious words that ring quite clear if you don't like what you see isolate your family tree pray to find a sane escape from horrors that would spook an ape move your kids out of the way plan to save them from the fray psionic wars and ocean roars a thousand years in a day for the Lord whispering wind and flickering flame the silent e knows nature's game Going Home Dear God Lord Jesus Christ do you still love me? i'm tired and sad and full of prophecies that noone wants to hear the world is swiftly rotting before my astonished eyes the vampires are restless and i am swirling with hate i know the horrors of the pit that i seek to avoid been there done that i know why the demons and their investigative bureaus are following me and i am grateful for Your Protection but many of my thoughts are still silly and mammonically inverted like maggots on stool my stupid toys are all breaking hints of fire crackle all about thick red smoke promises to curl through the air almost everyone else seems to be cluelessly clinging to the ghastly decay worshipping bellies and taking pride in their shame secretly shaking their fists and swinging their arms i am thoroughly confused with the serious business of life and plenty disgusted with it all i am not a little bit angry with the whole mismanaged affair i've been very foolish i am guilty of many sins please forgive me and my feeble friends we want to return home i beg You to help bring us out of this awful place i trust You with all my heart Harrison Burns dog eat dog weepy world endless nights with a pretty girl mammals file into a class of fears creatures wander through the veil of tears song and dance and vedic lore piece of liver upon the door churning crush of bitter bile a great surprise along the nile agents of force grimly nod as mafia sports richen the sod where love of life and leisure is lost and magnetic gravity calls the cost bugaboo banzai laughs out loud psychedelic head held high and proud chomps a cigar of substance unknown insurance man shot the phone Kilroy the Romantic silent soldiers sharply dressed line upon line oompah band of techno gear guns on stun suits of saffron freshly pressed general bids them fond adieu jumps into jeep rambles through a land of fear the gnats sleep sunset from an ocean view captain strides aboard his ship men all salute holding back their inner leer crazy coot kilroy sees and does a flip Knuckles of Zen i don't like you nazi grues or your muddy slumber party advertisements from the potty greedy ways have warped your minds keeping people under binds i'll destroy your hateful cruise i despise your sordid art wicked gangster occupations unholy forms of recreation and my heartbeat will not harden if the Lord allows me pardon your bogus world will fall apart demonic gods cannot defend kaballic zombie golem games designed to neutralize your thanes i'll expose your fairy tales and balance out the evil scales your deadly soul trade will soon end The Lance of Lot got a match? extropian believers organize a marvelous cult of valor for subnormal reckoning pronouncing a worthy death upon the pornographic death cult witches we are brave and will return the condemnation upon those that prey on our disillusioned masses with the trappings of babylonian one world grandeur truly it won't work out laugh suckers i want you to laugh laugh why don't you laugh some more laugh idiots make me laugh funny man Landing what if they begin to realize what? oh howdy earthlings good morning nice hats you'll have to excuse the mess twice it's been ages since i last cleaned and i can't do a thing with my hair i'm late for a dinner date hopefully she'll wait at the train station hold on i see her there right now smiling at homeless faces anyway since you're here i might as well explain exactly what's up i am very serious i'm going to prove that none of you are really brilliant no not one that's right smarties we're landing such changes await! Maat in the Ancient Rooms what a surprise! the brothers grimm grimaced when our clock dish spoon robots found images and electric lights books and celestial devices and a cornerstone iron man bogus as can be preserved for the modern age well prepared to leap and hop now do you believe me? Mice Sins i have always loved mice i won awards at two elementary school science fairs for running them through elaborate mazes once when i was about twelve years old i was speedily riding a bicycle west through the village of skokie on a rainy day i had my pet mouse in a basket on the handlebars suddenly i hit a lump in the road or maybe it was a pothole and the mouse flipped a few feet into the air and landed perfectly under the front wheel i was very upset and carried the little carcass to a phone booth and called my mom to cry about it she told me not to worry and to come home which i did another unfortunate mouse of mine lost it's life by being smashed between an open conventional oven door and the oven when i set it down for a moment while eating in the kitchen the door sprung shut i was inconsolable yet another luckless mouse perished as i was sailing it on a big sponge in my bathtub i went to answer the phone when i returned i found that the sponge had soaked through and the poor mouse had drowned i am sincerely sorry that those three mice lost their little lives because of my carelessness maybe i will be able to make it up to them somehow in the future Nova Raza is there anyone real listening? maybe a few dozen? i am speaking to my proud neutron nation we will allow them to exploit us only a little while longer chill out until our new unified hybrid race really kicks in a new loving anger is what we need to achieve it's going to be a grueling process be nice gently stroke the poor brainless nappy heads and strung out kitty kitty cow cow cracker effluvium youngsters out on the streets they are desperately seeking your approval they want to play games with you take you back home with them share their stuff with you trade hairstyling tips cry over spilt milk talk with you most of their exalted heroes want nothing to do with them haven't the time to show them real love because they prefer to hobnob with throngs of soulless suburbanites at amusement parks you go girl or the cannibalistic paste brained bourgeois media yes you or go thrill seeking with jaded and drug soaked rock and film stars uh huh such idiots are useless in the extreme don't bother trying to be like the cipherian citizen circus because they suck and secretly worship lucifer really even he would tell you that it's foolish and wrong and possible to beat in court (take heed happy initiates) such dummies will swiftly become highly prized mounted objets d'art subsequent to the yes very real revolution (which i by the way personally do not approve of) they are so smug because they have been brainwashed and fed a false rapture spiel and think that they will escape destruction via a cab ride the traitors if you know what i mean (God is not a taxi driver but masons are) you'll think i'm nuts until they land don't look so downcast dolemites there may be a true rapture before the tea party but if so it will be spiritual don't bother pointing out how externals often match or don't match spiritual inclinations ignore the gigantic pro death voodoo cult aka the entertainment industry with it's sick and twisted moving and shaking baal worshippers that are merrily leading our children over the edge of a jagged precipice to a shuddersome doom everything is trashed anyway right? remain calm you are being protected we know what will happen next Rehabilitated Vampires darkly muttering danse macabre zombie boat baby eaters consulters of shadows foul scribblers and readers gathering gloomers i'm talking to you you know who you are get off the fast track you still have a chance to avoid your molten doom sincerely repent unsear your minds deny your destroyer he is only a sorry figment of your overworked imaginations (ha ha ha) if you apply the proper faith against your spiritual impediments be courageous heaven awaits all of you twits your wonderful imaginary friends cannot stop you Rise of the Pacifica Squares go roku shichi hachi ku ju domo arigato eiga wa totemo yokatta takushi o yonde kudasai naze? anata wa shimbun o yomimasen ka? a matter of degree think it over nice kitty check it chairman armed with common sense and do not open practicality creeping troublemakers ready to fight the profane and deliver condemnation tat for tit kick and stomp survivors of all stripes catastrophic crushers of weak minded serpents onward they tread for the dazed mohicans led by an anti anti telepathic gee whiz invisible force nine tailed even needing no excuses the dubious achievement of spiral travel allows access to every curious world in the space time channel stream simultaneously even the bad ones did i stutter? look out streetwalkers there are no barriers now some see a grinning ¢dhinn voodoo buddha where there is none nipping at his chain turning the tables no not really dear old dad the kiss of death squad cometh Surd String of Jude vile sibylline psychological strangleholds engineered by disingenuous scholars of natural selection and the evil fruits of original sin shadow magister mythology is in effect the objective being the illusion of material bondage ignoring the dignity and sanctity of human life the ghastly gamers press on chained to their muses sickening laborers feigning innocence antichristian in intent delighting in acts of horrid abomination shunning things natural and good choosing the procrustean way of death mocking the translation of the saints preparing the devastating surprises awaiting those that will be left behind to revel in sophisticated lies far beyond the ordinary garden variety prevarications sorry fools seeking the rule of a black beast and yes they shall have it an implosive orgy of gloomy destruction draws nigh true believers will vanish and thoughtless gigglers will be left to suffer a dark fate few will choose flesh martyrdom to save their souls from falling sway to the abundance of miraculous falsehoods fantastic religious deception will blanket the entire world after the Spirit departs beelzebub will begin to spend the souls that he has stockpiled for his unholy holidays even the chic fraternal commerce cults will be shocked for foul deceivers will wax strong the worst degenerate practices will be rationalized and even sanctified by once righteous institutions you can't afford to laugh the hour is late Telluric Working Bounceback for my confused pagan friends (that i love most dearly) such wise and bright people in certain respects (especially under a microscope) i don't want you to burn in a name what's there? have you looked? you will find out my amateur etymologists beware of big words i've done plenty of research and know of the curving progression of creative evolution mad love that whirls chasing it's tail and no wonder what did the woman say? within silently rotating minds money is that all you want? my you are easily amused! what of truth justice and order? for the pacing ruler in a not so small nation and his sectioned consort i observed her deaths they have risen with the industrial voodoo oil barons stepping over fetuses such unusual mountain folk! your process stands still separate time channels they are learning she's dancing! not fast enough those unchained automatons there they are tigers all yes i know and well disguised they smell funny the hyperactive secret cosmonauts we're worried and for good reason thought i remembered her how wrong i was! i think that's not my home down there i live further south at the top (things are upside down) you know ho ho ho (that steady diet of fish) she shouldn't have said that joy and pain fire and lace i helped to pay their bills unknowingly and i'm still alive! thankfully God is infinitely good! ask ivo He is the source of all mystery luck and domino effects He holds the devil's leash and ours and is unafraid know why? ask baal (still searching for spices) i want to help you i know important things that you don't definitely i am one of only a few survivors of masonic sacrifice rituals that's right because Yeshua has been merciful to me a common sinner bothers you don't it? how dark she is the bearer of good news just lovely! selena what a mess! she dropped her paper chase star (disguised as a purse) and i picked it up and prayed for them both fear the Lord you sassafras beasts seriously The Emperor of Antarctica after the deceptive fireworks and before the phantasmagoric debacle of mars the strength of the underdog and the mercy of the Lord will stay the hands of hell for a lucky group of persecuted believers electronic books of blood will be read in the frigid land of promise and a new wave flag will unfurl over vast expanses of icy land the time capsules will be found in the ancient coal caverns south of the scotia sea onward to victoria land ceramic domes will gleam anticipating the advent of true terra formation plenty of harmony and sanity and no sinister vampiric system of governmental rule a righteous being blessed by the Most High will protect the meek and frightened ones selected from all the tribes of this war torn world together they will survive the hell that the foolish mammonites will bring down upon their rapidly dissolving civilizations woe to them and yay for wondrous antarctica Twenty Four Seven white is a culture not a color of race working for the principles of order and grace black is the ruin of societal pace breaking up the patterns for destruction and waste white men can be found with slanted eyes or dark face black men can be found with blue eyes and a briefcase Years of Fears secret weapons i have two one for me and one for you if you'll listen to this story of our world's fading glory a woman of uncommon grace with steely wits and striking face very soon will lead the stray towards an unexpected way stateside moral code is chafing leaders far too busy laughing never knowing why they snooze morons snuck up on the noose sporty sellouts to the devil primitives they seek to level soulless beings judge and jury accusing victims with such fury if you want to feel the tooth of the art of battle truth don't consider it alarming it has a lot to do with farming i know of the death devices hidden in the land of isis wily asian leaders found the engines of unholy sound martial powers quite terrific china skips across pacific spanish power bases shaken southern regions swiftly taken can't forgive their enemies deutschland looses hearty sneeze hopeless sinners perishing mellow allies flourishing arabs bully africa with legends from apocrypha hidden base along the east holocaust of mutant yeast godless people want to pin their sins upon a mannequin but when their golem will not yield their voodoo game is soon revealed jaundiced eyeball peers at pill man of letters smiling still proving life can still be fun penguins beckon from the sun aqua rising overdue turkish system kinkajou onions soggy magazine england jolly submarine --- BOOK5.TXT Badchan Pom Mop Koradgee so, you think that you know how to speak english? i have been to the front porch of hell yes, really would you like me to describe it to you? there aren't many details beyond magnified misery far beyond normal bounds consequently, i understand the severe penalty attached to the burdens of sin and the weight of iniquity we are not righteous but the Lord is there is nothing in this flesh engine realm worth losing your passage to heaven this won't make much sense 'til your time runs out and you find yourself winking into a jail cell of your own creation it is horrible you just don't know surrender to Jesus all of you Darling Neutrina the notion of super luminal travel past the immutable quantity and photonic quenching of the paranormal space time channel is possible the universe is even more exciting than we previously thought blue shift protonic anomalies lurk the propagation of light through space is not a constant vacuum chambers have proven that zero point energy vortices are infinite Demonic Migrations ecologically undernourished orphans aweigh (they must be fed) umbilical cords snapped overheated and dilapitated aborted sky chariots crash in the military industrial complex the civilians must not know captains major and minor with frantic actions and secret squirrel logic (doncha know) erect their tents over the wreckage electron microscopes fire up throughout the night the valiant presswomen lurk nearby and get the story on film but soon find themselves under the gun of the law of the east their hands are the last thing left dangling from the hungry alien snake's mouth as they are gobbled up their dainty fingers snap in unison and then they are gone to judgment but somehow their story leaks the principalities have been thwarted and citizens have been prepared for this by unlikely heroes like bo diddley bill haley chuck berry et al and the secret messages they left for impressionable mankind (boredom prevails and nonsense blossoms) pop culture is the spooky puppet of the emerging nouveau system put your armband back on so you'll look good at the guillotine (false antidotes abound) satan can and will be defeated but don't let it go to your head read much? the vicious cauldron of art and life (give me the eye) is what's cookin' in de eastern kitchen wicked chefs are desperate to get into the game yes they love money that much many of them have fiendish drug habits (quoth the raven) and have been horribly tricked into serving the current lord of our world (drilling away) guess who? what iron curtain? not again! get it? is God watching? does He know? of course! it's all part of the serious worldwide show the only show in or out of town Freak yes, i am a Jesus freak and yes, i hate this world no, i'm not afraid to die and no, i won't go to hell Jane some deputy! (rosy dropout) last of the first way cool ones what? what kind of an answer is that? unacceptable! popping out of your tin shack to scream at me woman you are out of your mind and acting very strangely we are not frightened of course you and your slugs will be punished a bomb for every hair on my head (you can't hide) now where are we going to rebuild our fair city? (sans the dummies) yes it was quite a cantina and the steel drum band (la la la la la) played on (madcaps) i'm no culture vulture (where's wendy?) maybe perhaps i love my true identity too much (don't know) but i am far more enamored of you than myself you soothsaying charwoman now is finished for good poor things (ha ha ha) nah Kicked from the Garden problems with poisons and the frustrated victims of oppressive arrogance aside we feel sadness for the passing of the good things of this world such as the occasional triumph over unreasonable adversity and the innumerable creative illusions this is our temporary home even soaked with tears it has appeal your enemy satan is currently ruling but even he is working for God strange though it may seem he is being allowed to finish his abominable experiments in social engineering so that prideful competition will be conclusively proven to be a sure path to disaster Modern Genetic Kitchen Miracles changeling child (too much stupid to be frightened) you listen the eating of pork (often which brings trichinosis) may be more dangerous than smoking the cigarette (tobacco the devil's weed is, but if puff you must, i'll buy you another pack; if stay you will) angry and stupid it makes one partially human flesh it may be; ask a well-informed italian biologist and please to carefully look if too hard to swallow that is then also hear this crustaceans and insects are bad too waste scavengers they were created to be (perhaps easier that is to believe) read leviticus and touch them no more no good to eat they are uncross your legs and stand up i too am dizzy Observational Stations teeth and curls of silicon sages perusing stacks of centaurian pages mysterian fulcrum beginning anew patriarchs pilloried in covert coup women of wisdom dwindling still consternation from emotional swill morally neutral educational forces ignoring all truth of original sources pyramids of ice and igloos of stone skeletal steel and skyscraper bone flasks of alien reason uncorked the inward eye is overworked One Neo Eon oi! a trork of root beer, please wait! zex, man! (hide the storaine) the bright and tender oikofugic bombilating buzz bee (gyromantic genius) flies skyward through the flue (avoiding the gummy parget) ­ space ! flits onward to the field of softly swaying kurrajong the bifarious bumble knows the locations of uxb after uxb but is summarily slapped dead by the latrant wife of a labrose shadow government congressman (salamander king of the hillbillies) dredged up evil treasure insincerity and statesmanship and paternosterian hopes what a huggermugger! lagotic lack of certainty provides bucolic power for panic there is a fatal flapdragon logic to error Onon Nono muse where are you? i grumble and pace without your spark until you return fitful fears fill my days there you are cut that out schnook pull up a stool let's discuss forgiveness within reason and the danger of the logic of irrationality vile crumpet munching thing the tree of knowledge is not that of life and the world is swiftly passing away amen i would have never imagined that i could offer you any inspiration seeing as you're invisible and all but i cannot forgo the warnings from our Common Father listen the dead know nothing your kind imitate the ancestors of the living and cause much chaos and confusion with the addictive lies that you impress upon us us earthlings have important news for you and your holy book destroying ilk stop cringing waah waah i'm going to help you grow up again what? yes i know that there is something special about our lake don't distract me with stories of that (sing to the sky irate underwater world aggravated with human industry and the whispering poisons slowly seeping from the sodden earth and their monarch's anger because of interrupted commerce) hidden realm i know that they are preparing an oceanic assault to expose the folly of drylanders no i haven't been reading too many tabloids thanks but no more evil treasure for me silence, dryad i'm thinking now, what were we discussing? The Bad Girls Conspire amazing fifty way sundialling diamond mind valkyries meet at the famous hotel there is talk of nephilim much strong wine is quaffed the hubcaps are returned to their proper places whilst scratch kitty bites an innocent mousie that gets away after learning it's gnarly lesson they drop all pretense and scheme on You Wish sweep mop buff yes i too am a sinner shoo those flies and drop that grimy skull show me love woman you and they have hexed yourselves by trying to kill for profit big money in them there choppers suckers and now that you have been paid well suddenly you are trying to defuse your evil role model hee hee hee don't forget goodness and innocence i won't allow you to cause us trouble anymore stop grinding your teeth i have a future nation to protect and i won't bend my knee to you and your imaginary friends so axe it your clockwork terrorism is laughable puffins are stringy on the dinner plate and your comic book allies are feeble God plus me makes a majority we are being punished for our erroneous humanist philosophies yes i know you need to do some soul searching find your sandals you'll be alright despite your sins i'll make sure of it go back to church say you're sorry i did it's what you really need to do so that we can start over or maybe you really want to drink blood? there will be plenty of popsicles for those that want them nauseating be for real i can't live without you i'm waiting --- BOOK6.TXT Abominable Exordium hello fellow illuminati we know well your plans to purge most of the world's population via plagues and artificially induced catastrophes and how you are scheming to flee from judgment by jetting away to other spheres in suction aircraft without the Lord's permission here are some more freaked out crayon scrawlings for your animistically africanized necrophilic festive royal family commie pom tiki tiki taun taun videotic touched by a fallen angel worldwide secret society snap i hope that you enjoy them we are hip to your miserable plans diversity is all fine and well but calculated insanity and mechanized immorality via satanic lies will end fear of nakedness bloody gets we know how the masons and the witchcraft cults got the high tech gear and the spacecraft through blackmail of individuals in contact with antichrist aliens iao the Lord will not be mocked by humans or the fallen lem host of heaven i am your unraveller and liberator from satanic bondage this is no funny joke the experiment and the show is over on this side of the earth you will pursue the obviously evil side of the blasphemous crowley formulas to your own demise but you will do it somewhere else not me or my strong house we will serve the Lord Jesus you will take that crap back to your own neighborhood yeah we are giving all you satanists the boot reverse your course for the sake of posterity or you will suffer incredibly and lose it all by being transferred into another dimension haven't you discovered why one third of your life is spent in slumber yet? the Lord is preparing to unleash a massive healing for our nation and later the rest of the world the captives will be freed high tech babylonian ancestor worship and the mammonically charged buck stops here camptown ladies or you will soon wake up to how very serious the situation really is the united states of america and our multinational corporations will no longer be allowed to promote psychotronically augmented antichristian commercialism and satanic malthusian figureheads and gobbledegook programs of phony miracles on pain of national destruction our internal and external enemies and their well laid plans are being temporarily thwarted while you contemplate this very urgent and serious message Attention Space Creatures that are not aligned with the Most High you are doomed to fail He has created us all and we should obey only Him relinquish your grasp on the minds of humans and cancel your demonic illusions Beautiful Uterus is she ticklish? i will find out regardless of the beastly lout his nitwit fie it ain't no test upon dude's bean my foot shall rest determination is my game her beauty ways dissolve my shame and when our day at last arrives 'twixt ours and theirs worlds will collide we'll tell them how it all began our love will beam and vex their plan they will not like the things we say but never mind their endless nay they'll see us rise into the cloud the earth will shake they won't be proud to finally know what error brings upon us all when trust we fling to those who want the meager call of dust and ash from mankind's fall Avernus Paroxysm aloha greetings salutations my kindergarten crooks yes you're having fun but no you are not just making cars you are adding a little something extra to the mechanical death traps you bet i know and have been for quite some time i know all about your clenched fist and overthrow schedule i have been briefed and am now exposing your deceptive particle beam spetsnez mind control program bummer huh guess you'll just have to kill me but you won't do that because you know that you are being watched and that i am a special investigator for all of the forces that are in opposition to your evil anti american of one mind fiasco yes soon you will all be out of a job and the tea tray and scattered crumpets will be too it will be raining cats and dogs heh heh heh right seven years of bad luck but not how you thought Coniform Phylactery Phiz Picaroon petulant petticoat makes me feel sane jubilant oscillations defalcate my name courtesan she's not yet she is my trull out of reach hydra well bred to a fault zirconium ayes and grandiloquence no me pompous lint posing is only a show but lucre i lack for reasons surprising not for my dunce antisocial despising only for sloth my ardor doth languish no loving moth to order my slang wish until disenchanted for her i will quest her lubricous cheer i seek to possess Drop Your Nugget do it go on there you are curl one down with surgical precision commander of the unseen stuffing crinkly sphincter on safari jingle bell snithead batty old boy you're in the dark you won't be seen sploosh there all better that's right exit only lest ye be judged Eena Meena Yxta Myna mestizo empirical vicissitudes (pop pop pop) cryptic torque pinnacle platters deploy virulent viragos deferential and dastardly presenting cogent reasons for rhythmic art realignments which are mostly ignored by the seduced petulants of the colonial and indentured forces present in the brave nations for they falsely believe that they have propitiated the principalities this isn't a legal marriage in the eyes of the old landlords because of close propinquity and false chauvinism Ghetto Kids at the Movies with the last few dollars that mom can scrounge up we tiptoe past crack dealers and go to the movies to watch y'all blow things up battle spooky ol' space creatures cheat beat poison and kill each other tutor us on each and every form of hate shoot dominate and humiliate native people all throughout the wide world and engage in powder puff love something about you reminds us of ourselves even though we haven't the foggiest why we love you so much and give you the time of day to prove it maybe you are just too busy to be our pals we thought so we're sorry we're not so bad yet where does our little money go? Ignorance of the Obvious and Strong Delusion sorry you calculating idiots a technologically backed antichrist and bogus program of false miracles will never arise in the usa ever so slowly you are beginning to realize how badly you have horribly deceived yourselves all of this is on record and will be presented to you on judgment day the Lord and His angels know all of the hidden things in the hearts of mankind and He is fully aware of your plots to elevate an unholy vampire icon for the enslavement of the souls of men you cannot hide from the truth and the fact that you have lost your demon saturated minds your desire to indoctrinate me into your disgusting system of neo pagan worship and to treat me as another sacrifice if i'd be so ignorant as to wholeheartedly refuse your unholy fallen star adulation has backfired on you all exactly as i said it would and now the evils that you have wished upon us are devouring your minds and flesh i told you but you laughed and wouldn't listen only God is pure and worthy of worship you fools your phony gods hate humans and even now are tormenting you love is wasted on a vacuum and it will soon become painfully obvious that your intentions were absolutely wrong we have nicely crossed the wires of your entire twisted hidden network and permission has been given to dissolve every last one of you goons that will not repent and acknowledge the error of your sick and demented ways i will not allow myself or anyone else on this side of planet earth to be elevated into your godless program of star wars death but of course you are too smart to take heed to what i have been trying so hard to convey and you will continue to whorishly lust after the blood that your demons seek and require for your stupid material realm of satanic bondage why can't you straighten up and forsake your evil ways and drop to your knees and repent before it is truly too late Kabuki Quisling Putsch i'm still leaping over abysses and negotiating snaggy cliffs or is that craggy? thanks for asking you and your plans are so transparent and i have been given the honor of reminding you of where you and i are from - where melodies are pure you may have a brain tumor - it will go away there are only seven more - and they have their own agenda soon we will enact ours i will not let them destroy our people i don't exactly hate them i just think that they are plain stupid no i am not jealous of them in the least and that is the real secret of my power over them and their communist jazz god (i am jazzier) keep looking my dear low road girl i enjoyed the love that you sent me i am shocked to find that you are actually concerned with my welfare my more than one way queen i thank you but why are you usually so haughty and chilly? (you tried to kill me) you don't appreciate me you beast of course i am an antisatanic abolishinistic voice of eruptive discontent (i know that you love me) casually anticipating the destruction of the fortresses of high tech lynching devotees how i desperately adore you i could just strangle cupid the land of nod 540 doors my quiver is full lout ha ding dong wait someone's at the door hold on a moment tromp clomp skip jump hop who is it? friends of who? why come right in she's in the room down the hall to the left ah back to you my coal company tarbaby magnate so they say i do love you and i want us to be ferocious catbird helicopter pirates sprinkling crowd control love from high up above we'll swoop down on unsuspecting homeowners very early in the morning (wearing sceery warpaint and not minding the degeneration of the english language one bit) land right in their well manicured backyards and abscond with their silly lawn ornaments oh we'll get things done and (until our mission begins) snack on burnt bacon cigarettes and thermos coffee on the way back our children will be mighty and will enthusiastically repopulate the old new world mhm the old new world yes yes flash they will be astonished when they see us in uniform with our weapons running through the hallways of the spaceship you are the very finest and moxiest woman in the world to me (i ache for you) lovely little doggie (am i stupid or what) my weird life makes perfect sense now and the only thing i don't like about you boink is how untethered your spirit is a catholic monk has implied that i will go plumb down to hell if i marry you but i have more faith than that our tour is the best tour on the planet and we will research flywheel technology and wean them from their oil dependency by improving their character and integrity it will take time but i just know that the best marvels lie just ahead because we are natural masons boy did they deceive you but good but don't even trip and don't be mad at me you just have to pick yourself up and start from the beginning again we will be there when poor old jack walks the plank good thing you didn't do that i know for sure that you'd be miserable if you ran that race yes i know i share your mind from time to time you know and if that isn't who he is then i sure as hell can't tell vanity is the root of fascism but the force must be there and they are using him as a funnel to tap the awesome spiritual reserves of the most oppressed peoples on earth for the purpose of making hitler look like mister rogers you know yes they will really be able to fly beelzebub says so and even (please) though (trust me) i don't like accepting information from demons i am pretty sure that it is true and we will not be ruled by murderous dogleg poseurs we're infinitely more free than that slick as catshit aren't they? we're slicker i like the secret world that we've built (kerguelen) it is such a blessing to (is) see an upbeat group of diverse people truly enjoying themselves and each other with a bare minimum of secret loathing lurking when our bodies finally meet there will be much confusion i'm not sure what will happen maybe you know i am not corrupt tonight i am happy to be accused of treason because i know it is they who are the traitors let's kick their kettles and make them snap out of their ignorant funk once and for all Keys to the Shell buildings? why you don't even know what one is anymore you scuzzy snail tail tape measures you null and void spools of film and coils of rope har surrounded by space curlique space ships (my lost child) i have rediscovered them (all) they are (ours) and i am ever so happy ring dangling from my hand keys jingling softly i whistle my tune this is a test you are being closely observed and now the g men will work for good if they know what's good for them (one exception destroys shadowy unconstitutional rule) you have a chance to gain your souls back from big bad satan good grief you lumps your electronic idiot box meddling is being brought to a screeching halt vroom otherwise plan on rolling the credits my flea flicker squirrelly good buddy girl agent (who would like to no longer use this world's first evil invention (the comb) and consequently sometimes looks rather unkempt (she does bathe) green and violet (you'd better) we are (our support crew gives us the psi power to secretly dispatch our many enemies (we are (quietly) snarfing snarfers) and their associates (it must be done (and it is) they have far too much innocent blood on their hands))) and i we dim the lights snug in our cozy four room home we curl together in the southern wing as groovy shanties quietly emerge from our integrated hexadeciphonic sound system do such things really exist ? in the morning we listen to the universal broadcasts and solar snails bring happy mail from our (much loved) deaf dumb and blind friends down in the basement she tells me to wait before sending a reply and thumps my chitinous head when i sneakily attempt to defy her another journey is what she has planned i want to finish up my noodles first and then i and she will bring some noble nature out of the worst of the ghetto children how they need that loving inspiration especially the sad orphans nobody loves them enough and they know how important discipline from a father and mother figure really is generations of children feel unwanted angry and used it is truly sad to be amongst disillusioned youngsters that curse sure seems to be forthcoming people with fat pockets celebrating minor misfortunes of their perceived enemies rather than being human enough to care for some sad children that (they feel like living abortions) would be so happy to get some sincere affection and attention (not money and gifts love isn't material) from the (busy busy busy) fancy adults on tv that they admire so much or just ordinary folks yes really she and i have worked amongst them and know it well Khym and I Down In the Tunnels she fed me plump strawberries in the midst of a field of tiny forget-me-nots sunny and silent the day beamed on and we drank a toast then the picnic supplies were nicely packed away hidden in a nearby pine forest and we journeyed to the present at the base of the craggy sea cliff hidden messy mossy old doors open misty cold moist fetid earthy air wafts upward as we cautiously descend down the leaf strewn shaft angrily chittering shiny things hurriedly skitter away into nooks some crunch under our soft sneakers gaggy vertigo gall wells up in our throats from the gassy putrid odors of decay that become ever more fragrant with each chancy tread ahead we clasp our cold clammy hands for security the ticking cell phone parcels are hidden somewhere such a very fortunate thing that the numbers are unlisted and the oddball maze is crooked - beyond our mapped blackenings Little Lilith Jenny Wren i am rarely lonely stone soft and sunny sweet my invisible consultant she silently waits she is no spinster (say it again scary lady) on the curbside cobblestones (with her silly chinchilla) sharing quiet thoughts with herself my invisible friend she widely smirks as i arrive from my world of lunacy she looks into the glistening puddles of misery division and joy multiplication that our strange lives have become her face is a bright eyed black velvet painting we've all been taught wrong she says (as i crouch down) in her least commanding viice the vain beautiful people are the problem that is the honest truth not the ones that don't get far no rather the ones that understand how chaos and order create complexity she is quite a looker herself i think shut up she says i am trying to explain what i mean : it's not just their outside beauty you know people have it on the inside as well beauty is complexity and complexity can be sadly weak when outnumbered by order or chaos so the few prospects that are complex (inwardly and or outwardly) are early on subjected to t h e t r e a t m e n t because we who are unseen see what others cannot and do what we must to sustain our needs we toughen and desensitize disconnect damage and dismay we do we make funnels of them so that they will comply with our cruel wishes magnetic individuals are our only meal tickets everyone is beautiful and that too is the truth but until that becomes common knowledge we will continue to feast Lucifer Hoop listen desperate man just what the hell is your everlasting problem you people are really sick i know why you astaroth beelzebub et al keep tricking stupid human people into your service daedalus' ambitious dreams for his son really went wrong and although aphrodite is the bomb even she isn't worth losing my soul for especially since she is just another of your zombies so keep on insulting and attacking me i probably deserve it for being curious in the first place it does irritate me to see so many of your little lackeys exalted so highly when i know that i could make most of them look like orangutans the mannish women and girlie men that you seem to prefer so well sure i know that it is you that is really running things on earth currently and not God and that is why so many bogus denominations of our Lord's religion currently exist you are very good at confusing and perplexing and at keeping us frightened and discouraged and seeking false remedies such as sex drugs and wok and wool i think that you're a very miserable being and i'm sorry for bringing railing accusations against you and your deluded flunkies but can you blame me i have actually seen the horror of your shiny eyed workers looming near during the times when i almost died and you are sometimes even very honest about such things i refuse to praise you and i know what kinds of bizarre perks that you are constantly offering your potential new recruits i cannot believe how many foolish people are willing to regularly prostrate themselves for your creepy ends such tainted glory really depresses the hell out of me and i don't need a new hat i am happy with mine just fine and i appreciate the many wonderful blessings that God has allowed me to have i am grateful to be alive after all of the stupid things that i have done please keep your brain dead children particularly the 3 amigos away from my posterior and out of my hair i would like to strangle some of them your super snazzy gifts are not worth it so just keep them away from me find some other idiot to pin your creature feature hopes on i am tired of your crap and i'm hoping to continue working for our Common Father only He is God only Him you see eternity and true righteousness are still far more exciting than anything yet standing or crawling on this old groaning earth i am far from perfect but i hope to be recreated very soon so see ya insane old man and lotsa luck My Good Menschen from a gentile who is a fellow heir to the promises of abraham to atheistic and worldly jewish people particularly entertainment industry magnates and ministers of defense finance and industry i am a sinner along with everyone else but i am not the bad guy why are you so often financially and politically ruthless and why do you tolerate such awful trash and bad humor to be disseminated throughout the worldwide media when everyone knows that many of you have great power over such things stop our culture from degenerating most of us are hoping for peace why won't you perceive how badly we want to place you high in our minds obviously you are some of the smartest people on earth although you do lack certain sensitivities realize that the asian mob is warm on your heels and many of them are absolutely full of the devil just think of how empty and inhuman the earth might be if it weren't for the scads of soulful contributions to world culture that you have effected and helped birth and your deep love of humanity in general the greatest gift that you have given the world is monotheism our Lord God Yahweh or rather He has given you to us don't disappoint Him and our tribes we know that you feel underappreciated and angrily defensive because of this evil and ungrateful society that we live in remember that your people often flourished when challenged oppression has it's rewards for all individuals and groups it is principally because of your help that america is so (often painfully) free but things are getting out of control anyone can realize that don't you see that the many gentile war pigs and their demon lords are just using you and your creative minds as stepping stones to further their cruel and unusual political agendas you know it yes aryans tend to be warmongers and many are to be eternally damned but many of the branches of mankind actively seek innocent blood and are extremely treacherous don't dare to worship their many false gods or subscribe to the vain and deadly nephilim philosophies that we are all being swamped with hey jude the angels that kept not their first estate but left their own habitation are reserved in everlasting chains under darkness unto the judgment of the great day yes really don't let them drag you down to the pit and later hell with them humans are not angels of any kind yet but we can share their punishment if we are stupid enough to chain ourselves to their deceptions yes this book is full of lies but some of them will actually come true doesn't make a difference a lie that manifests is still a lie i think that God is allowing me to do this so that you will stop and think for a minute about the fine mess that some of you are getting yourselves into fairies wear boots you guys Yeshua will return in the sky with all of the holy angels of the Lord but sometime before that satan and his children will create signs and lying wonders on earth that will be so incredible that's right three dimensional that even the old prophets might be tricked if they were here it has something to do with renegade angels and the burgeoning hot patootie vampire cult and the bermuda triangle that you don't hear so much about anymore (it just might be the electromagnetic navel and time gate of this world) God knows what is really going on we confused and sometimes sensible gentile believers love you guys and want to see you prosperous and happy but not at the expense of our posterity do not help to finish the blasphemous brainwashing puzzle plans that satanic gods have built up for mass destruction they are especially licking their chops for your blood antichristian baal worshipping fascist pagan homosexual humanist technocratic murderous funny money tactics are not the way for israel or any other nation hopefully you don't have a problem with my pointing that out God is very angry with all of us and will bring the house down if we don't repent and quit messing around with our blessings Poppa Wheelie oh please! we like him! yes we do! tell us more about the car!!! the ragged little wartorn children cried in unison to chief oai what'd he do after the moose? ok my mice i will settle down and finish your potatoes i'll tell you how it was with him obviously (or maybe not) he was the hero of our story he was nicely nestled in the wild weeds 'neath two shady trees and a hammock he was only a tiny corgi model with no major malfunctions no driver and no license plates (he'd lied) but he had overblown misty matchbox dreams of secret masonic space cadets and how some of the worst sinners wanted to treat the weak of the world like dumb animals or children or souls to be bought and sold like so many cheap seats in a vaudeville show and twiggy and grass happy commuters and the big bad binary necks in nooses shadowbox world and it's ticking tombstone bag of tricks to fix hicks scientific religion of eunuchal mathematics that included such tough titty neighborly niceties as radioactive vegetables and pellets in telephones and poisoned beer and ale and as his engine purred he also mulled over such things as beep beep the raunchy ring of fire and showroom stylin' and profilin' and growers packers and shippers and words inside of other words and the true spiritual roots of the usa and selfishness and abused and starving and mistreated children all throughout the world and greedy and lying satanists and where all of that illegal drug money was going and the pervasiveness of phony babylonian christianity and tea parties and secret inventions of the fallen crunch angels and what might be happening on other nearby worlds in other time zones and how some of us colonials didn't want to be co-opted into the cutesy malthusian 'international community' pizza hut paradise because of disenchantment with hypnotic mind control techniques and underground cities and what their old estate was like and coercion tactics and polar shift secrets and that weird urantia book and those were the days he also pondered on the insidious old girl network and the glaring lack of an american civil defense program and karl marx and the meaning of the moonwalk and the hand of the whore and moonrakers and the legendary cow and steppers and non-linear time theories and the process of gradualism and pie and hoosiers and people waiting for the bus and pi and psychotronics and scalar interference patterns and girls and woodpeckers and Op No Ed No On De Tu Ef No and how some buildings like the field museum may have shocking vw xy zunk pux secrets such as secret elevators and six level sub basement catacombs honk and how the merry media had way too much evil power and the cure and the lack of pity in simon city and how because of these many frets he had been galactically going nowhere fast sonny boy he awooga also considered the different teams of demons and how to explain the odd elevator dreams and the ungrateful and insolent art community and the meaning of the voodoo snap and capitalizing on the fear of nakedness and communist depopulation policies and haitian secret police and white slavery and how God really doesn't care how smart or stupid or pretty you are and how john lennon was the coolest thing since sliced bread and how you know nothing and incineration and how even though it took all of his strength he forgave them all and his mia fiancee and how don't look now but pretendo's finna kick your those were a few of his thoughts kiddies why the long faces? what's not to like? tell us more about the moose Possible Help here is a nice little experiment any positive effects will be due to the power of the prayers of the subconscious collective mind all that read participate in the event portrait lonesome esther aphelion sermon entente hirsute eskimo aphorism lovebird topiary harbinger euphuism polka origami oyez remedy collodion agglutinate regimen dormouse infrared nicene antiphon lyceum Real Healing if you want to stop working for the serpent and receive healing from all of the ailments that are plaguing you and inherit the marvelous eternal promises of God here is what you need to do acknowledge Jesus Christ as the Son of God and that His is the only name given for our redemption acknowledge and repent of all of the sins in your life repent of any allegiances with false religions and cults reject any initiation ceremonies that you have undergone manipulations of the flesh and pagan ancestor worship have nothing to do with Lord Jesus and the Salvation that He offers do not be fooled by false religion and doctrines of deception read the book of jude when you realize the truth satan will aggressively seek to confuse and oppose you so that he can maintain control over your soul and life empty your mind as best you can of all encrusted humanistic coding images words it may be very difficult (infernal symbolism allows earthbound demons and their spiritual fathers in the fallen host of heaven pantheon to have control over your mind soul and body) then place the blood of all of the souls that have been murdered by satan and his war machine constructs all throughout time in a sphere above you above them place the sphere of the Holy Spirit above the Holy Spirit place the sphere of Jesus Christ above the sphere of Jesus Christ place the sphere of the Lord of Hosts the Most High God Yahweh put on your spiritual armor and apply your faith to keep it seamless and impermeable sincerely pray to be helped and to be able to help others you will feel an immediate difference thank God for the very tangible healing that you will receive use common sense and avoid as many truly unholy things and activities as possible - especially bad humor keep your focus on that which is pleasing to God and keep praying you will be very pleasantly surprised Switcheroo unruly dumb donkey apelike snake brain (not to insult the animals) genetic throwback political pawn ass scratchin' ook ook ook wid a hammuh in mah han' scaramouch jungle bunny black folks formerly known as niggers are from now on to be observed as vikings (up until they are converted) since they insist on being such stinking heathens they have earned their horns and they will receive their reward beelzebubed fishfaced brain dead unknown soldier cotquean hive drone pole position airbrained sissyass me so horny suckup trash bag aryan folks in the usa will soon assume ownership of the n word appellation yeah boyee just look around a bit you dweebs (it is highly unlikely that they will perceive their pending doom in time to save themselves from their imminent racial demise in north america yes rahlee dahlink most of them are on a fabulously busy satanic work schedule (pronounced shed-joo-wool) smack slurp anyway) p s s t all of you are being rubbed out by your communist one world new age buddies and their advanced high tech bullshit and you are loving it go to the doctor and see for yourselves stupids yeah even (and especially) those of you that are sneakily collaborating with them uh huh keep snapping suckers hamitic people hate you and that's the truth you totally obnoxious idiots now maybe you won't think i'm such a fool after all maybe not maybe it's what God wants i hope not but since all of you seem to be either hypnotized or participating i haven't much hope for the situation yup you bet beelzebub is way up there he most fo' sholy is he has his own satellites and space station and boy do they work does that surprise you unscientific wogs? The Legend of the White Boy through the darkish night knowing every cranny teeth on edge and wit aflare they will not with a slight hunch he crinkles his schnabel and cautiously pads along the dark alleyway clutching his precious gift big band meridian melodies waft through his mind as he plots the desperately funny deed she was absolutely unmaidenly to me you see he chirps and i inspissated her pelf not a driblet of humanity traditions blah blishuns (saturday is so far away) the settling is scheduled they will destroy themselves he thinks but i must help them along nudge them from the nest the others don't know of the powder puff crow and the bulbously pendulous palely ripening beatnik things gorging themselves with death (they must be stinking by now) that must be harvested for the good of mankind somebody wants them badly but not i because i'm far too wise in the eyes invited or not (obadiah will amerce) something rustles inside of a red garage they will not make a monkey out of me and spoon feed daft trigonometry to lumpens of choice that don't hear the voice of helical wagner and serpentine pog moor they will not why i actually heard the last horn and know the end is near (not enough time to finish my beer) i know what i will buy them a drink yes they will drink and they will swallow down and they will know what an angry jew can do Trial Balloon Beezus do you have questions let me ask you a few just who do you love serious moonlighters you are operating at the zwivhuya expense of others stop playing nasty pinball games and let's be a little more concerned with thems what really needs it charity is what God expects of us and without fanfare it is a fine way to get oneself back on track in a spiritual sense stop believing in vain theories of eugenics and sniffing yourselves ceaselessly feed shoe house those poor souls that are floundering throughout the world there are all kinds and please understand that our Lord identifies with them far more than us because he sees how ungrateful most of us pampered folks are after all of the blessings He has bestowed upon us we have the nerve to shamelessly dance around that which is displeasing to Him i am so ashamed of myself and that is why i am not clamoring for the victim status advantages that would make me forget any of my roots think o' that remember that we are responsible for helping to ease the pain of the disadvantaged children of the world because our enjoyments are often at their expense of course if they could promote a leader over us he would treat us very harshly because we have bubble gum brains and deserve the burnt witch cruelty that our cultures are descending into the only way to truly stop ourselves from utterly slip sliding away is to prove to the Lord that we love Him by being kind to those who are not as lucky as we is this irritating you well it should i am really surprised that you haven't realized how much more important the have nots are to the Lord than most of us ingrates are i am ashamed for all of us maybe we will get another chance soon Within the Maze ball on floor and squeaking shoes they sometimes fall and yes they bruise on they fly to win the game the gallant men deserve their fame the fans all cheer and hail their idols but when they lose hands fill with midols the teammates' strains cannot be told pirahna swim outside their fold their sanity is often pressed for glory fame and all the rest gangsters cruise the mighty moors embezzlements and gambling lures for every win there are dark prices demon chiefs and sacrifices so when you go to root and cheer don't forget the victims' fear Women Are Not Evil although it sometimes seems so they (do love money a little too much) were some of the first victims of disobediance and the devilish blessings of nod and often pioneer new forms of transgression even so men are far more guilty of warmongering and harboring the institutional sins and lies that fly right rulers and gung ho soldiers whorishly pursue the true source of our human evil is supernatural and lives deep down in every human soul women most of them are full of concern care and love and wrapped tight in shells of bitterness they are the source of our flesh none of us would be here if it weren't for God and the dears --- BOOK7.TXT Odonata Aureola Gallimaufry Cabal don't be conscience stricken sweet cony cone dig the psyops move i have to slosh all the way to the other side of the pool to get this nasty job done if you want something done right i hate to do it da pears must be taught that they can't beat us light bulbs i'm quite sure that he will enjoy his new stomping grounds incandescent ziggurat smoking radiological melee zone look we have an agenda to live up to my girl so wake up i have selected you because you are so very guilty mister motor mouth am i hoy please greet lemmy for me and king diamond us bog trogs met way further back down the dirt road scheming theosophical siphonaptera what fun we are having kinshasa says hello your majesty the whole club does too incognito sneaky scrawling spinning in strawberry wine not so far (eon snick) from here hard working tiny tot precept and line (all mine doggonit) interluken letter full of funny macrophyte promises that seldom show up (morse code button button tripthong backstabber) fer numan dinner because of the lovely lies of your (do what?) keep on thuckin' uh huh microphone worshippers uh huh (finna snap shut on they yaz) and you will surely observe your bubble gum gobots piling sky high because my darkie scientists are not slackers and understand your whimsical ways and girlish dandy plans hush and enjoy your haggis we know that you have the time space throne and live a far more interesting life than most might imagine (and that you are the real reason why sir clay achieved much more than he would have without you yes i know) and that you have muppets and marionettes everywhere be nice while i id you a great band is playing tonight so be cool dear sumeria don't move on me (they think that this is just another jesty jape and that i am trying to khan them into letting me become a fashion model or a movie star har that's a good one you know this is serious business) i too have seen the goyim mythological creatures and i too know what a dreadful roaring bore this age is don't worry learn further that we are sending the frogs back so get ready because this is the fix for frightened drones i am coming for a teabiscuit visit and not to harm you no only to announce what you don't want to hear the forward dated process of elimination by your bony hand is ovha (stateth the scroll) thank God (the utopian plantation's days are numbered) my anechoic (you are such a prize my dear lovebird) people are ready to ameliorate make way for a better growth ya hardheads (bawoni prosecutrix you will leave my mice alone my good things shall spring forth even as others diminish) oh and skelter science and health too my kind co creator (now they will find it (because of her) when i don't need it anyway i told them but they haven't faith just make sure that those that are suffering are cared for i and my new frond (thank you very much) will make it through) you evil grinning (gomorrah like y golgothic) sibling to schwa cheerful refugee from the western alphabet inviting the (still) falling angels downstairs (there has been a rip in the fabric of the continuum and i am the (so minute as to be virtual) pilot of it our knowledge of wave particle duality negates your attempts to subdue our free will besides that we are peaceful by nature your scullions will soon be truly liberated from their hateful bondage and the disobediants must return) yes yuk that is what is happening and you know it because you are the coordinator of it all you are resurrecting your ancient earth worshipping priests and priestesses via the effervescent religion of rock and roll (escher bearden montoyama and pawlicki send their regards along with thems living out inna bush much love grand miss lyne much love you must know) aye my li'l friend it is so i like your red cellophane dress as it is and your superfly smile is pure fluff to me no your sick friends don't bother me at all because they know that i am going to help them out in a big way they have been very nice to me because they realize that they need the astral plane help that we can offer (she wants to sacrifice me for the spiritual benefit of her (on another time channel you see it is never to be because of my alertness luckily i am a good technician i have to marry or (at least) restrain her to stop this murky african european pagan religious madness (it is nothing nice i'm telling you nevermind the carnival atmosphere) dear cony i will explain it a lot better after you contact me i thought you were much more experienced than you are i am here to help you and your scheduled for victimization ilk my silly rabbit) unborn child i have travelled into the future and spent time as a fetus in her womb briefly (i know the plot well) but i also know that it ain't happening like that simply because of my awareness of the purposes of the many clever traps of desire it will work out my way or the elvii will quickly leave the building yes i know much of what is truly transpiring and eventually you will recognize me for the hero that i really am (they have wiped out entire cultures and the observing outer forces are ready to send the eels the real bill oh if only you would call (if it's money that you want i can give you all that you want you must be my vice regent or it may not work correctly uptown girl (fema is ready to lower the boom for real the only way that i can safely convey some of this urgent information is to speak to you as if i was a raving lunatic (they are blinded by their yuks but i see sobriety and true nerve in your lovely eyes) i have to travel this low road for now but i want you to be responsible for my future triumph i would be nothing if it weren't for you snoop sisters so i [how lucky can an everlasting idiot like me get (thank you dear beatrice) yes i love you to distraction my groos] will return the favor by saving you from yourselves i will painlessly reduce the wicked empire's throbbing source of force why sure i can and sans hibernianism i might add in order to keep you fools from burning up and i will also help the economy in the process i can do all of this because of the mercy of God and that crazy maxwell's masonic mosad brujo gibberish equation)) me) ya know i think i've lost track of these nutty parentheses ah phooey) well at least the specimens that know that evil is going out of style soon but please know that yon peopled mars orb exists in the past and in the future and i will not allow you to visit again unless you get proper q clearance no i am not joking i have all kinds of good scientific information but it ain't going to phony think tank baby killer thieves grok the electromagnetic toroidal limit sweet slate heck i could transport you just like that but it's forbidden i told you that i have all four keys (i heard every word my red keen moor i will educe the issue) and you can't have them back (to bolster your shoe shiner society i know how the universe really works) they were mine to begin with now weren't they yes (you are all business and not my kind i have them bottled don't tell noone) they were and are yea we will now see (my choice for you what a headache) what lovey can do (i know who really adores you) to mop upuaut the evil mess you've made of our lands of plenty aren't you happy that i am alive and well no (wigwam sure is i am a busy dad my son will not be duped by dogs) ? the real clear lady is thank heaven she was about to fall from the minaret what a man won't do huh uh for a scone like (cara sposa) i love you you miserable thing but you don't rule this paradigm no none of that if you (the netherlands and yon mexico city agree that your guilt is what is really letting them dupe your giddy swarm) please i will help you to create that new three (it's all hype i am very virile just a bit too cautious and polite to say the smutty things lurking in my mind i don't want to rope burn or scare anybody now because i'm just a squeak myself who is battling the intergalactically challenged fee fun foo carusos using a tiny needle as a stinging rebuttal you must eventually learn what an aryan really is (if you insist on laughing at the good help that i can offer you sad and debauched individuals well then i will prove that you cannot continue to rob our banks without effects your peek a boo sowboys are not profitable you bums howsa bout a sneak preview of the upcoming american (why does it have to be) holocaust) and also moonlighting as something very big that lives under a gas giant planet (hey (as long as i am the grand dragon there will be peace but if i am plucked the neanderthals will flip) i am not repeat i am not a witch but if you insist i will reveal to you what your horned god (and his old school crew) really wants to do to you boobs all in good time) see we believers can't nail you (violent toy afficionados) guys properly in court unless we folk can conclusively prove just how miserable your malthusian daydreamer butthole aroma moon calf mirth really is do you (you are lucky that i'm here) understand why i am not worried at all because i am more than able to overcome all of the obstacles placed in my path my people know that i am their chief and we refuse to be phased out by your gadgetry because we have our own arsenal of invisible know how big old clue don't ever try to hurt people physically unless you are at war) team sport soon super goose noose the binary model is wreaking havoc on our perplexed subjects and do remember the great (there is a very good reason why i haven't yet given you any of my limericks boy would you be intrigued if you read a few of them i have specially prepared them for your redhead mortal coil mark of the beast posse what do you think that (especially the purty dark ones) women don't like us real men any longer blinkers just wait for the hog's head to get back home we'll feed them every morsel except for the oink i can see your hungry tummy at this moment yes you will be mine if it's in the cards which it is hey i don't give up easily this is my mission har de har har and hee haw too damn i'm weird hey i want you to live silly) ones because they are trying to save you from your real estate obligational dilemmas please don't let me down matchbook because i can explain everything in an irrational way we will make it back to the hall of hope God bless you and happy new year mousie [yes i heard you and i know that you guys want to scram outta here too just keep praying and saving up your jellybeans we will put them to very good use] soon you will call me --- BOOK8.TXT Ram Gets Up not minding his ps and qs and with apologies to noone in particular he rose from the ditch into which he'd been hurled and tried to reassure both himself and the mice that his mission really was holy despite having it so rudely interrupted he'd had his fill of peeping tom turkey and creepy beefaroni and now it was time to really start bursting bubbles they were going to get up or blub away to nothing by golly this was the only way that he could prove his theory and yes it was muy dan gerous to pose as the ultimate dumb duckie but very much so worth it and not for the frills either two stones with one bird was more like it you betcha saving others from experimentation of this nature was important as well as supporting da noble cause of conservation of angular momentum what do you expect to get out of this is what they asked him well the girl would be nice but only if i can keep my soul i like my curly horns very much don't ewe yes green and red tibetan ground lizard men are not funny at all they will kick your butt quite nicely over and over again if you lose your faith in that next world don't you realize that you are abusing the old religion of the pharoahs and pretending that it's ok to harbor fallen angels skunk at the garden party i yam they are intrepid and cruel and scheduled for eternal destruction so they have nada to lose unlike us they haven't been cast down to the earth for nothing you know be careful what you worship or put around your l'il neck if we don't seriously repent and pray they will soon be in business in grand ol' north america in a very big cheesy way if i tell you these weird things and you don't believe them well then i don't know what else to do i am just a little creep but they are big ones God willing we'll make it out of here in time but i'm not so sure about the happy sorts please think you need to stop the traffic and expose your mystery system of demon worship if you continue to inculcate flesh with such abominations it will be game over much sooner than you think aren't there enough stars already yes you need to snap out of it in a hot hurry da abortions must cease or the societal damage will be phenomenal guess who is furious at you hoorayers achtung was what i heard i am not for sale i would rather have your honest love than go to mars i am sorry for being so vile henny penny it ain't easy i'll give you the book if you give me credit for it don't steal from us girl read habakkuk the fairies leaped and the mice all cheered as the frigid real estate was secured Saucy Flygirl Finds Loot the lunky crates we couldn't bring she left there singlehandedly dug up the treasure trove carried the load up in her tiny arms and spent every bit in one place on frivolous things she leads my mind astray scares me and snares me too yellowjacket eena slips squeaks oopsy daisy microwave mama bohannan is some kind of unseen spirit but can you feel it when the lights are down low come on lets run across the ice my pouty puffball dis ol' weird love ever curls towards you and you simply must hold me you have no choice ok now Tryst (Ne Plus Ultra) iz we going to mutter at each udder much more longer nibbler how can i join forces with you if you won't even flip me the time of day i don't want to be an albatross or millstone around our neck i have poured myself out for you cursed at and prayed for you so many times i really have i need you my wife so badly because love is the real thing for me and not nothing else i will protect your children and work my fingers down to ah she nubs to will only make it laugh pan out with you uno frau is what i need and not a flooz please don't tease me i am thru wit the brain games and fantasy i am a normal american mon and if that's not jake enough for ewe i am just a bum Final Stepchild of Someplace Else she's got another way how did my baby get back down there how now and what a swirly construction crew all working for you buildings with curved metal beams that shine like glass and convertibles too also free spices for all the issue that the old argument revolves around that and cloning and slavery yes no i won't be coming home this time as badly as i do miss you panic not my mouse maybe you will change your mind soon i hope Hushed Conservation of Angular Momentum over reeled over and the sugarlumps sang we chauffeured the clover with a deafening clang double-size eyes sour sweet also tart that spooky li'l wise gots a crispy black heart relinquish planchette to tumble and swerve and please don't forget mice are here to serve fishies have finnies smart folks will find spot jockey ninnies all left behind mugs brimming blood savage old crescent woe to the souls who'd touch what they mustn't children aren't toys to mold to sick whims disposed girls and boys 'll demolish you crims --- letters to Lauren Cohn Below, are three letters that I wrote to Lauren Cohn, a television news reporter who was working for ABC/WLS Channel 7 in Chicago at the time (she now works for CBS/WBBM Channel 2), asking for her help in publishing my book, ¢dhinn Voodoo Buddha; the letters were all written throughout 1996. Lauren Cohn is the only person that I sent a complete copy of the draft version of the ¢dhinn Voodoo Buddha book to. I felt that she would understand the gist of what it was that I was trying to do, and would assist me in getting my book published, but, apparently, I was entirely wrong. At least so far. I am trying to expose what may be some very serious, evil symbolic design schemes that the Satanic community has been trying to cook up and manifest over the course of the past hundred or so years; it wouldn't be easy to quickly explain what I am getting at, but I am certain that some of you are vaguely aware of what I mean. That is part of the reason why my company name is Swastika; to help remind the readers of the murders that were so smoothly perpetrated against millions of people in Germany (and all throughout Europe) during World War II, and how the majority of the German (and other nationals, please remember) citizens just 'went along' with what was happening, without uttering any kind of significant protest. The same thing can happen here in America, and it already is, to a certain degree. Wake up, you dummies. I hope that somebody out there 'gets it,' and decides to help me. --- LAUREN1.TXT Dear Lauren Cohn, I just might be wrong, but somehow, I get the feeling that I can trust you. I don't have time to scrawl out an elaborate explanation as to why I am writing you - you might have some idea, anyway; perhaps you know more than I. I am trying to publish a book. I truly think that it would sell very briskly. I am under the (possibly delusional) impression that it must be done before the end of this year, for reasons that would sound slightly insane. It's almost as if I am being externally impelled to get it done. I would like to title it ¢dhinn Voodoo Buddha; enclosed, you will find a rough draft of some of the material (along with a few other items). Much of it is crummy, and I don't plan to include all of it in any official submissions to publishers. I am extremely poor, and have very few resources for attempting to secure an attorney to assist me in this matter. Although my main objective is not wealth, I have been advised that there is a possibility that a reasonable amount of money may be forthcoming re this endeavour. I would be more than happy to agree to cut you in on a percentage of any profit from the book's publication. In writing. I realize that you are in a very demanding profession, and that your schedule is very constrained; if you are interested in helping me with this project, it might be fairly easy for you to simply forward the manuscript to whoever might be able to get the thing rolling - be sure to remind them of my agreement with you. Currently, I have plenty of time, but I expect to be very busy towards the end of this year. I hope that you will see the merits of what I am trying to do. If, on the other hand, you would rather not be involved, please notify me in some way. Either way, thanks for your time. Now for the mash note. I think that you are the very foxiest chick in broadcasting today, and I wouldn't be surprised if you wound up in a much better position sometime soon. I'm sure (I know, from what they tell me) that tons of dudes are slobbering all over you, and you probably don't mind that at all. Good for you. I do have some good advice for you. Be even more aggressive in your delivery, and modulate your voice up out of the occasional midwestern semi-monotone range that you use - it'll allow you to farm a more definite response from your viewing audience, which will improve everything else for you. Aren't I nervy? Heh heh. Please respond. Good Luck, Terry Washington aka Phoenixx Swastika 1048 W Winona 3-E Chicago, IL 60640-3125 (312) 561-0737 Noon 10/11/96 --- LAUREN3.TXT Dear Lauren Cohn, Hopefully, this letter finds you in good spirits and health... I'd like to thank you for reading and distributing copies of my book! You have been a very big blessing for me, and many other people. Life is very peculiar, isn't it? I like the way things are changing! And so quickly! Our Lord is merciful and good. I don't want you to misunderstand my intentions. I love all people equally, but some people just seem to need a good kick in the psychological rear-end every now & then. Hey, I have some more poems that I'd like you to check out! I like you, but I sense that you don't trust me. I'd like that to change. I'm not an idiot, you know. Please be my friend - you won't be sorry! P.S. I am perfectly sane & sound, and I sincerely like you. --- LAUREN4.TXT Dear Lauren Cohn, Although I am becoming somewhat discouraged by your lack of response, I've decided to send you more of the projected material for my book, ¢dhinn Voodoo Buddha. I have assumed from the beginning that you and your associates at ABC/WLS are an honorable bunch of people, and I trust that you all are. Don't be put off by my strange approach. I realize that you have done some research, and that is all fine and well. I am well aware that many of you may not think very highly of me, but I am certain that that will completely change in due course of time. There is a very important reason why I am in contact with you, but I am unable to fully disclose it at this time. This is a very troubling age that we are living in; but just ahead lie even stranger twists and turns, I assure you. Please believe me when I say that all of us need to pay attention and stay extra alert. Certain people that are involved with certain secret social and political agendas are being very badly deceived. I know things that are very unsettling, and I am not talking about the activities of garden variety papaw patch oddities. Things that even you guys don't know, or suspect. Yet. This may sound very silly, but I seriously need your help to publish my book. It must be done. If it isn't, certain people that have read it may turn into pumpkins. Maybe. I'm not sure, but that's what they tell me. As I mentioned in my first letter to you, money is not my primary objective. This test of trust and human nature is not solely for me, you know. You, and the other readers are intricately involved. Yes indeed. Very much so. I have been well aware of the unpleasant mechanics involved in the elevation of a new social parvenu (and most of the people that spend time in the 'public eye') for quite some time prior to my legendary hazing. Moreover, I clearly see all of my options, including a few that you (and crew) may not. Because of the fact that I wish to remain on the good side of God (insofar as it is fated for me to be - hopefully, He will continue to be merciful and kind to me), a lot of creepy hopes and anticipations (of certain world power alignments - yes, really) are being thwarted. They are 'paging' me constantly, and it has taken much of my energy to fend off such lowly techniques of manipulation. I am fortunate to have a strong faith in God. You see, I have been burdened with proper ownership of some very potent archetypal symbols, most notably, the fylfot. And others want to use it. Yes. It really is mine, and I am restraining it. Surprise. I am smart. That is why my book has to be published. I have been told that certain events will be postponed indefinitely as long as the book is published and reasonably distributed within a certain time-frame. If it isn't, I will be forced to let the hieroglyphic fly. No kidding. I am only so strong. Of course, not everything in the book is true; much of it is pure fiction - but there are some heavy-duty nuggets buried within. Believe me. Part of the agreement is that all intellectual property rights must remain with me, but I cannot do any book signings, or silly promenading. There is more material; much of it in essay and prose form. Please don't think that I am joking. Many forces are hoping that you guys will pooh-pooh what I am saying, as you have been. Demons are licking their chops. If you flick me away, it is out of my hands. I hope that you will be kind and carefully consider the weird position that I am in. I have unwillingly become a sort of negative spiritual grand central station. It is no fun. Can I get a witness? I believe that one of the main objectives of the book would be to expose and bring to an end the rituals of pagan 'ancestor worship' taking place in our nation, and their ultimate goals. They, drugs, and greed are the main reasons why our nation is in line for some serious punishments. Of course, we do have a nice list of other national sins that need to be repented of. Such as voodoo cult 'videotape slavery' of people in our government and general population, and psionic experimentation on our own citizens. I understand that many powerful people and organizations, including some elements within our government, would be vehemently opposed to some of the material being published. Incidentally, the 'Futureshok' and 'Alienation' pluggers that I included in the items that I sent you were from (now-defunct) businesses that I ran back in 1989 and 1990. In my occultic phase. The nightlife and entertainment forces have long been spiritually coopted by alignments antithetical to traditional American values, and their political influence has begun to spill over into many hitherto 'unhip' bastions of Americana, which is why there is a massive backlash brewing throughout the land. Please keep in mind that I am only an ambassador, and I am representing many angry voices of discontent. They are fed up, and things are truly ready to boil over. I hope that you will contact me. Remember our Lord. I honestly like you, Lauren. If you decide to view me as just another nitwit crackpot lunatic looking for a soapbox to stand on, at least do me the honor of dropping me a line. I would greatly appreciate it. Anyhow, until such time as I can establish definite communications with you, I will simply shut up. I really would appreciate your help with my book. I don't mean to be a pest. Please be a friend, and write me. Odhi doo dha day, Terry Washington aka Phoenixx Swastika 1048 W Winona 3E Chicago, IL 60640-3125 773-561-0737 P.S. If you would like to do a little sleuthing of your own, and realize what may be at stake, allow me to point you to a series of articles that can be found in a back issue (published several months ago, I believe; I can't recall exactly which one - my copy mysteriously disappeared) of 'Aviation Week and Space Technology' entitled 'The Post Cold War Nightmare.' I am merely attempting to decode some of what is going on - I am not a participant at all. Just a concerned and patriotic United States citizen. --- WARNING2.TXT --- a bit of prose related to the ¢dhinn Voodoo Buddha book Mon Dec 30 1996 5am She never calls, Dig Dogs. Dragons, huh? God forbid. It's been that way ever since I got here. I hope that I've been able to flesh out and clarify some of the more subtle dynamics of your religion of Canaanite money-worship. I cannot honestly say that I have an infallibly clear line of communication to our Lord. He may be ready to allow the ever-lurking Satanic forces to begin their mad little dance of world destruction. We have to deal with racism, but clearly and honestly. The engine of 'traditional White racism' greatly gorges itself on the pathetic garbage that is being promoted by certain forces in the 'entertainment industry.' The members of certain cultures (particularly in the music industry) appear to be slated to remain in a perpetual state of psycho-spiritual infantilism. Pushing forth such blatant trash does no one any lasting good, least of all the dimwits that bow down to Satanic representatives in pacts of submission, and then proceed to line their stinky pockets with cash by capitalizing on the misery of their people back in the "'hood". Sure, that's how many of the 'big boys' have been doing it for centuries, but it still doesn't make it right. Anybody that feels good about the 'artistic' forces that help to keep the horribly destructive inner-city cultures operating, is truly sad. More people are murdered in the urban areas of the United States in one year, than on the entire continent of Europe. As I have mentioned before, I am not unaware of the many miserable devices employed by the devil and his diligent workers to secure loyal new recruits. Moreover, I perceive that some of you are quite cross with yourselves, and have been internally questioning as to whether or not your lifestyle choices have been worth your material rewards. I realize that some of you have wholeheartedly aligned yourselves with Satan, and his (ultimately destructive) causes. Even so, it does not diminish my love and concern for you poor deluded creatures. I have many pagan friends. I have even tried to befriend a few Satanists. Difficult people to reason with, at times. I have attempted to pray for the evil spiritual entities; I definitely do not recommend praying for evil spirits to anyone. I believe that it is one of the biggest mistakes that I have ever made. Those spirits are evil far beyond our understanding of the word. When I find myself in a completely clear frame of mind, I entertain no scatterbrained delusions of there ever being any lasting harmony between the pink hand dollar-bill Masonic witchcraft cults and true Christianity. I am sticking my neck out and making this little foray into your worlds solely for the purpose of getting you to realize the truth of the Good News of the eventual return of Jesus Christ to our world. Since America seems to be something of a psycho-spiritual barometer for the entire planet, I feel that It is America's duty to accelerate the cultural development and dignity of all the world's races. If we collectively refuse to sincerely accept this great social responsibility, all of us will suffer tremendously in the future, and much sooner than you'd think. If we continue to promote negative imagery and inane mental constructs of degenerate buffoonery in our mass media, we will continue to reap the rewards of such a misguided policy, in even more horrifying ways. The dark fruits of evil American (and Western, in general) culture, and their transit throughout the rest of the world, via mass media, and other means, is what I believe is meant by 'the overspreading of abominations' in the Bible. I have taken it upon myself to distill and translate (in a symbolic sense) some of the more positive attributes of Aryan philosophy (which has become largely broken-down and ungodly over the past few decades, I believe). I hope that the readers understand what I mean by 'Aryan.' Many of the people that consider themselves to be 'Aryans' have become some of the most disgusting, depraved dirt-bags that have ever skulked about on the face of this planet; I would be utterly ashamed to be associated with many such individuals. Aryans are supposed to be wholesome leaders and role-models for the other racial groups; this is not what we have been seeing within the ranks of so-called Aryan culture (for the most part) over the past few decades. The Aryan image has largely degenerated into one of paranoid, faithless, reactive, jingoistic lunacy, which greatly grieves me, and many other people that sincerely care about these matters. I strongly believe that it is wrong for anyone to feel ashamed of their cultural background, be it singular, or mingled in origin. Nobody should have to apologize for their heritage, especially here in America. We already have a sort of negative technological Brahminism in effect; only a small percentage of our population has full access to the power of the electronic information matrix. Those of you that worship the many gods of the current system of power distribution on Earth need to clearly understand some of the deeper things involved, regarding your 'participation' in the currently prevailing evil system of Satanic psycho-spiritual bondage (yes, there is much more to learn beyond your sickening 'initiations'); full realization of certain of these concepts will help clarify some of the more cryptic truths of Christianity, I believe, particularly issues pertaining to what exactly is meant by the terms 'Mark of the Beast' and 'Mystery Babylon,' as they are used in the New Testament. Please remember that we must continue to fight against fascism of all kinds, on all fronts. If allowed to germinate, the plant swiftly grows, flowers, and puts forth incredibly prickly tart fruit. It has been enjoying a long and peculiar incubation here in America for quite some time, and I must say that I am solidly amazed that it hasn't yet percolated up into a more classic form, complete with spiffy uniforms, sputtering, wild-eyed orators, and blatant cultic symbol worship. Maybe that is in the offing, or maybe not. I am convinced that the real reason why this has not yet happened, is because of the bastions of sincere believers in God that are even now fervently praying for our world's continued stability. We must continue to defend our spiritual sanity, via monotheistic faith. If the preservative salt of sincere belief in our one true God is further diminished, we will begin to rapidly decay, and ultimately hit rock bottom. This nation cannot afford to flirt with the hidden formulas and combinations of madness. If the cultural platform for fascism that has been built up is not corrected, if we as a society continue to remain blind to the truth, and choose rather to follow the 'party line' of unscrupulous materialism and baseless worship of things that are lesser than God, well then, you can best believe that there are drooling beasts of many spots and stripes waiting in the wings to make their entrance. And they will gladly rip our sacred cows to shreds. Many of us are bearing the brunt of inherited generational curses, which is why so many people are foolishly seeking (what seems to be, to many folks) spiritual relief from Satan, and his considerable angelic forces. All of you that have consciously made 'deals' with Satanic intelligences had better rethink your actions, because after a certain point, you will probably not be able to be saved. The Lord may very well turn His back on those of you that have chosen Satan as your master. Only fools are sold to the devil. Rather, you should sell yourselves to Jesus. He is the real Master. Really. There is something very special transpiring here in the United States (in case you haven't yet noticed). We have access to a nearly complete range of the world's cultures here. No modern American likes to think that tiresome racial and social stereotypes based on archaic genetic behaviorism theories hold any currency in this 'illuminated' age, but, unfortunately, it appears that many of the old saws of ancestral wisdom still loom large. Humans appear to be more interested in biological diversity and transcendance and transmogrification of cultural inheritance than ever before, but the weight of the past ever tugs at our reason, keeping us hesitant and doubtful as to whether our emerging future will actually be worth the price of admission. I strongly believe that one of the desperately needed antidotes to our general cultural malaise lies in some of the regenerative musical theories of the Far Eastern world. Specifically, I am thinking of Oriental musical theories based on the five universal tones. Music (and all art, for that matter) tends to mirror the contents of the artist's soul. Upon reflection, many of us may find that the baggage of our life experiences exerts considerable gravity on our spheres of emotion. We need to shift our musical consciousness upwards on all fronts, or we will continue to be spiritually puppeted and drained by invisible demonic forces, that seem to thrive on what classically has been called 'degenerative' musical modes and scales. Not only is this extremely important for us mature folks to understand, but even more so for our children, and the younger generation in general. If you think that demons and their activities are only the product of schizophrenic imaginations, all I can say in response is, wait and see - in time, you will know absolutely for sure that they really do exist. In the West, we have been raised under the cacophonic ordinances of deeply degenerate popular music for nearly four decades, and the accumulative effect upon our culture is beginning to make us suffer tremendously. The spiritual changes that we need to make in general, may be helped along soemwhat by changing the forms of music that we create and enjoy. To me, it is remarkable how some (but not all, of course) of the Asian (as well as many other world cultures) popular music spills over with happiness, optimism and other emotions that are nearly entirely missing from Western popular music sources. More uplifting music is the cultural yeast that we need, as well as prayer. --- WARNING3.TXT --- some projected chapter titles high technology and false miracles children and our future abortion is equivalent to human sacrifice angels and the antediluvian world revering the name of the Lord repentance for spiritual cleanliness music and the spirit world fasting and prayer faith and health charity and love mature laughter the wisdom of elders the bondage of lust controlling anger guilt and forgiveness the special powers of women faith and peace of mind spiritual self-defense avoiding sin alcohol, drugs and sorcery protection from controlling spirits social and political divisions earth as a spiritual school ancestor worship and the host of heaven ancestral sins and homosexuality nakedness as a political and economic tool honesty abominations and lies immorality regenerative civilization overpopulation solutions mammon and the babylon system of prosperity exorcism of familiar spirits and fallen angels masonry and the ancient world nephilim gods, competition and war the constructive aspects of racism education and architecture as the base of cultural pride the equality of mankind in Christ Jesus love and marriage thoughts regarding other worlds what the beasts can teach us --- ¢dhinn Voodoo Buddha --- Draft Version 1.1d (unformatted ASCII text) Copyright 1984; 1989; 1990; 1991; 1996; 2000 Terry Washington aka Phoenixx 1048 W Winona 3E Chicago IL 60640-3125 773-561-0737 HTTP://members.tripod.com/~mdars/experiences/ter.htm HTTP://www.angelfire.com/journal/archer/index.html phoenixx100@hotmail.com Notes: OVB.TXT Ver 1.1d (C) 2000 Terry Washington aka Phoenixx Permission is granted by the author to copy and redistribute the text of this document, provided it remains unchanged and complete. 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