the Challenge…

“31 posts in thirty-one days without losing my sense of sanity through the madness”…This is the second installment of my comeback special, and a mighty one at that…I’m already down to twenty-six days now as I write this, but I can still accomplish the goal if I back track to previous days…This ‘challenge’ will test my mettle in the arena seeing if I can keep up with daily blogging at all…If I can’t keep up, I may just lose this blog, but if I accomplish the task set before me, I will have proved my abilities Here…No giving up now that the challenge has been acknowledged…Let the games begin, and the only rules are that each post needs to only be in the ‘khet’s coroner’ categories…Dark Thoughts; permitted…My Art & Dreams; permitted…Rants & Raves; permitted…Subdued Wisdom; permitted…World-At-Large; permitted…Wish me …




Blank waves…

out of Context;
‘…Pandora is Gaea, and the earth is that box slowly opening before our eyes…If we are not careful enough, this box will condemn us with beasties we have only nightmares about, and the mind will become a playground for reckless creatures who have no point for dreaming…’

Death-Cart




What the fuck have I got to say?!…

out of Context;
‘Did it all just decide to up and run away from the raging tempest inside my brain?…With its flotsam and jetsam fully intact for the next go around in this lively thrill ride…You may wish to laugh at my words, but I know your secret envy, for which you must follow the footsteps into the fires…’

Man's-Memorabilia




Abortion Tongue

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; “…until the swollen egg begins to drown
in the bath of raw waste that will soon spill out
in that my child will sit as I suck every little bit…”




If you can’t take the heat…

…quit your bitchin’!




spinning this trite miasma…

I have seen ruins tumble from above, darkening the sky as they fall, and America looks to be wracked by an ill-conceived pain of conscience…as the second Bush exits for the final time, I sit and wonder where the time will go, but only when I consider that, any way will be better than the rule of the mad retard tyrant that we had…Unless, of course, there happens to be another retarded tyrant in the White House…Ruins keep tumbling away toward the sea…