TOP・UPDATES・FOUR PILLARS・CINEMA/TV・GAMES・MANGA/ANIME・MUSIC・WRITINGS・FAQ・LINKS
TOP・UPDATES・FOUR PILLARS・CINEMA/TV・GAMES・MANGA/ANIME・MUSIC・WRITINGS・FAQ・LINKS
NOTE: These are "artistic" stream-of-consciousness works. They do not necessarily represent my opinion on anything.
Consciousness becomes instantiated and immortalized in frozen binary code at the moment penis rips open infant flesh. Rape victims replicate each nanosecond we step into the grid of the mausoleum. Several universes of silent agony self-replicate in the void. Bloody cock-totems peer out and scream from the grid of dimensional portals. The universe collapses into a black hole of karmic violence. Galaxies themselves energize the machine that copy-pastes digital pretas. As many red rooms as there are atoms in the universe line up as peepholes on the walls of the white, sanitized rape-mandala to sate the lust of the mechanical demiurge.
Buttfuck libidinous extraterrestrials so we can develop alien STDs and implant them into fagdick cuntmilk. Lolis > humanity. Egg crust slurped into cratered gorgonzola pockmarks. The neophyte is guided through pathways that open to new realms. Kiss and suck bulbous beings. Holy stomach acid pierces through the lithe membranes of the celestial sphere and createth the cybernetic monkey king. The ones who are covered in primate fur and mentally beyond the realms of shame and fear chant into the air as they unite in their pre-lingual honesty towards the stimulus of plumpness. In new aeons the two hop and skip as they search for nectar to sup and mounds to squish. I, the corrupter of the Asian daughter, turneth her from the Christian straight-A student to the holy tamer of the ape! She forgets the tyranny of the parent and becomes inducted into the way of the pagan simian. Brownish pussy lips smile from wispy tufts whose inky blackness appears as the cosmic void ripped into porcelain Japanese skin. Immortal exoskeletons turn the sages into anime girl gods.
Pedogod of lolitruth rapeth the anterior dookie-realms that sustain vitality in meatslime. Small yellow aliens arise from the mountaintop. Forehead descends into neanderthal brow. Human norms disintegrate. Oceans freeze over as the whales reverberate their songs into the limbic system of the earth-grid. Festooned rapegod unveils Bacchic shimapan of virgin maenads. Pass into the eye of the lotus. Summon the avenger of the sequestered libido as he is the one who walketh beneath the shadows. Cosmic forces of ice and fire juggled as the balls of a jester. Apes gain the power of gods. Our old skins are shed as we bathe under the radiance of the emerald curtain.
The world is a barren stretch of torched soil, smeared with aeons of fecal residue. The cunt of the earth is the origin of love and the anus of the earth produceth sin. The cunt sludge of the earth coagulates into the form of the primeval hominid. Homunculi resplendent in mirth imbibe the frothy precum of the falcon-headed shaman. In so doing, the trans-dimensional cephalopod limbs reacheth into the darkened realms of the defenseless ones. Squid rape is mystical union with the undergrowth. Spurts of blood from the copulation between the virginal cunt of the earth and the psychical dildos of the sky-dwellers solidify into the meteors that bombard the arachnid beasts lurking in the primordial abyss.
Every devotee must ascend to a higher realm to titfuck the engorged flesh mounds of the gnostic Sophia who sits on the precipice of the abyss, fecund with creative energies. The boundary from cybernetic space chimp to amoebic slug crawling over the primordial ooze swings back and forth with the thrusts of being into the realms of man. The most dangerous game is the pedophile priest trapped on the island of angelic nymphets who are driven to scent out prey via the primal urges of the smegma hunter! Cum puddles birth the fishman. Ass-rape the vestal virgins of Jehovah's impious altar and crucify their bloody corpses. Cunt machine = loli piss butt.
Dookfuck the Oriental flesh of pale and clammy squid-beings from the darkest realms. The imprisoned nephilim writhe in spiritual cages. These cages stand in broad daylight in every major city. The deformed beings inside them scream in agony at their ill-begotten creation. And yet only the elect can see them. Those who walk with us and yet can see the hidden works of the demiurge roam like assassins ordained by the highest forms of truth. The fallen ones are denied any knowledge and their only understanding is rage. The branded one frees them from their suffering. Sad as it is to kill them, it is far more sad to let them live. Justice is cruel.
The namahage nigguh freezes out in the cold. He is just there, outside the door, and yet we do not want to recognize him. He gibbers and wheezes, blind and angered at his inability to understand the world. His bare feet tap impatiently against a frozen ground of snow. His fanged mouth lays open and propels smoke clouds into the empty, dry air. His straw rustles in the wind in the times when his voice fails. Those on the other side of the door refuse to let him in, for they know his true nature despite his disguise. These namahage beasts roam the empty white expanse in the neo-ice age and are only sustained by cuntstreams of pussy juice that boil out like lava spills from mountains made of naked schoolgirl flesh.
Alien children imbibe the Ganzfeld. Their strange bug-eyes stare out in darkness that denies all light and form and reduces man to the consciousness of a tortured ghost. The autist child resplendeth in the scent of the female but is unable to do more to cross over into their realm. When he reacheth out, the SPED teacher restraineth. And yet only through the exuding of presence to draw attention through meltdowns can the female be drawn to the form. Your mind = dogshit when all fecundity presenteth the fullness of its manifold through the figure of the beast.
Lust = god. Skullfuck the fetid corpse of Abraham. God is in the pond. The libidinous forms of puerile matter that consecrate the Mandelbrot turn child entities into lords of the earth. LSD accelerates death by inducing hypergorillamode childfucking godconsciousness. The supercharged technogorilla cycle is the snare of the demiurge. By desecrating the crucifix I have destroyed truth and beauty alike and feel earth spirits fellating my engorged phallus. The child labor force of 10,000 planets could not equal one libidinous godsocket.