Monday, 1 May 2017

Impossible Contraindication..

Death is the Meaning of Life... from Felatio and good old fashioned fornication; to conception growth and birth of "the" foetus, a Placenta is the life support system of the Embryo, from Zygote; implanted into the wall of the womb... to Asphyxiated Struggling to take a first breath inhalation... of the "Blank" to fully developed Fully functioning Human Hybrid (hey we are all Hybrids.. Duh) we all mostly talk like the people who programmed us to be individuals.. and ethnicity by some is pursued to its Zenith and beyond to pure Madness and mayhem, Communism couldn't do it.. 

Democracy couldn't do it.. Religion hasn't done it... we disagree and don't concur with each other's misgivings... which all are ultimately blind to... except by Audio Fellatio and seduction by a smooth talking Dictator, a little bit 1939 and a bit Jim Jones... with a touch of Idi Amin... and a veneer of Pol Pot, etcetera whatever.. and Now.. well you know the story.. Is you is or is, you ain't my baby...




yet no-one has the Higher moral authority to contravene in 'someone else's business... how do you tell another Culture their ways are wrong, without sounding like a Hypocrite or starting a terrible conflict through the arrogance of having  a certain /Higher path of Knowledge... which we totally disagree with; as a nonsense at best.. if not an abnegation and abomination of reason itself..

to the point of total physical annihilation, there is a Parenthesis or bottleneck of virtual impossibility.. as defined by all matters esoteric... that the Soul i.e. the nexus of the quintessence arrives at point 2... the indeterminate World... of secondary existence, as compared to being "in" and "out" of that particular Womb environment..

The Womb is the limits of the Cosmos... your imagination is the ticket to the dreaded ride from which we all would hide... if it were not dictated before we were born...

The Pleasure of Death is an eternal Orgasm that always climbs up further than it can reach... But never Comes; at the Cervix of infinite rebirth... the deepest tightest Vagina of the Black Hole all and everything will eventually be sucked into... I call this part the eternal best ever fuck of the Gods... 

The best Sex is in the afterbirth... Coz it "doesn't give a fuck about sacrificing its existence for someone else?... who then lives on to a higher place... (but only for a short time) an organ has its use's but a good Soul controls a fine mind... for the greater good of all humankind...

thereafter to leave the entire human race flat on it's face in total disgrace... If Donald Trump is the President of the USA, this is proof the God-fucker is on His Way... to Sell you burnt steaks in Hell where dead Dogs are tossed into the Fire.. Vomiting 1st stream of consciousness draft... but hada lotta fun...

Just watching you Sleep is a Lifetimes Treasure, here and in memory, for all the Souls I have met in my life, Where they might be now.. many lost and forgotten even by themselves.. or Poverty... I often test my memory to see how many people I can remember, some have no names.. but a few have Glorious Light like the light that shines in silence. I remember You.. but please forget me.. I am over the hill and halfway to my own 'state funeral'... but grateful for every moment yet to come... fancy a shag on my Mobility Scooter... for auld time's sake.

Hope to see you there.. when then is Now..in the Future, which we are apparently in last time I checked my ticker...


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