A better man could not have been found, but he has been haunting my dreams of late. Could he be that perfect person taking the apocalyptic role destined to proceed us to the end game? Is he really the fiend I might be implying? Only time will tell, and with the year 2012 fast approaching, it might just materialize as fact. Not a racist bone in me, I swear, but this change shit is a little too trippy for me. As most of our modern ancestors have been waiting for this step into innovation for ages. This civilization is coming to a frothy head, my darlings, and so on that note, this is only part of the beginning. As for the whole antichrist bit, what I am trying to get at is that Hey Seuss’ appearance on this plane …
out of Context;
‘We are the beasts locked up in a zoo of ill repute… The gatekeepers are truly afraid for their living minds, and let the organic portals channel their impossible odds somewhere else…’
another tale geared towards the quest of finding the right person to get drugs from, but is the Man all he seems to be, or is he the messiah?
out of Context;
‘I let it distract me from who I really am, I let the decent things I am sometimes capable of move me to let go, and then I become the prick I really am… distrustful and distasteful in all my manners with respect to other human beings… will I be like this until I die, or will I learn without hurting myself or others?…’
fate but no fate in a time with no time… as we are all together once and for all… the divine will to be resides within each of us, and the potency of honest unity altogether can be what scares us into clutching ourselves above all else…
~Charles Baudelaire on the state of dandyism.
~Hunter S. Thompson on the music industry.
~deacon khet on the fake and weak-willed.
Anyway, on the verge of throwing up my own site about the demonic fields (Ahrimanic and Luciferian forces) which have been growing in strength [go ahead, Khet, tell your theory on where Hitler’s soul juice went to] and opposition to the Good Guys [the Authorities and their numbers, who cannot intervene except when one knocks on that door and approaches without fear], I have been researching earlier mention of these etheric entities which we live alongside, and who milk us for our etheric energy.