The Plot Thickens 2 - Current Stories No.48
Now we are thrust blindly into the distant future...
Now we are thrust blindly into the distant future, where we have electronic ears and eyes and frozen embryos and breeding machines and murderous science and hungry money god upon the waters of blood he trod steeling for ever more this oily war and aborigines and the asborgines and hoodlums from the hood wearing hoodies and the new
>world rules and sits upon the shoulders of old world giants and boiling seas and technology and microtechnology and linear time and seconds and nano seconds and atoms and neutrons and protons and quarks heaven forbid atomic physical conscious perception of everything+ god? and strings and infinite dimensions and dark matter and black holes and sat nav and television and gambling holes and
pornography and e numbers and guns and computer games and children who hate and shit art and all the good songs have been written and its so much worse now than it was before oh! how things grow and break and grow water done under the bridge done flowed and down the river all twas real was sold like the hackney marshes and the lucky nothing casino and death aliens fuck each other in an endless figure of eight and we can look to mars as our only salvation, mars the god of war, so close so close right now, so near, his red eye beaming down and set on us. How many sacrificed for mars the god of war? Further forward we go, we are the jetsons we are the Flintstones we are Phillip k dick we are Dickension we are in the future this is it now no future coz we dun it all anyway only apocalypse forever
ending death is intrinsic in everything living. this is how we imagined it, can't vision anything more cept more of whats gone before this is it right now this is how it was written, wow baby we're so clever we all gonna live forever, wow baby I think we're on the right side one day we'll breathe carbon dioxide and survive our hurricanes, our oceans of blood, our plagues our pestilence our jihads our yehaas our freaks our demonic possessions and witches and bitches and chemicals our no fucking before marriage American freak stepford society new generation of blond republican Barbie doll kids on the brink of falling off the edge. Five senses to experience reality and we are just blind worms in a hole.. but some of us can smell the stars huh? who will speak of love here Jesus? who will speak love here Allah? who will speak love here Satan? where is forgiveness time? remind us of your true shape. who will speak love, love? I want my revolution of love! I saw the greatest minds of my generation destroyed by government conspiracy or strung up and choked to death on the noose of the endless white mans dialectic.
mum will disarm the nuclear weapons, she grieves a single egg whilst men spill genocide everytime their dick cries, a release, ahhh, 60billion die as the come hits my thigh.
Peach flowers with a black streak
When playing skipping as a child in the playground I would imagine peach and pink flowers, then put a black streak through them.I am jonesing for disfunction. I will stay in this hole for as long as necessary, till I can't bear this bondage any longer. I let him feed me on food from the floor. I ate it then cried about it.
Forgiveness is the balm that will soothe the soul. But first I've got to do something with this anger I feel. I want to kill him. I want to kill him I want to kill him and I hate men. And I want to fuck girls coz I like titties and I want to rub my titties on another girls titties, and laugh and cum and be happy. Then after we've killed him we'll both got down on our knees for him and pull out his stiff cock from his white calvins and we'll both suck it me and the brunette, and then he'll have got what he wanted even though he'll be dead. And his white eyes will be staring at the hell that he created and we won't shut his lids, we'll just leave him there in hell forever. He made me eat food from the floor and told me he was gonna fuck me and another girl and he'd bring me in the room and she'd be there and we'd put on our underwear he'd have got for us, or take a shower together and put soap suds on our bodies while he watched and we'd call him daddy. Then he'd start jacking off, but then we'd kill him and he'd die like an animal twitching his last pitiful moments on this earth being dragged down to hell by the demons he'd spent his life nursing petrified and powerless and clawing his nails and dragging his feet the whole way down.Then me and the girl would have avenging white swans wings bigger than our bodies and red eyes and we'd fly up to god on his stone throne of vengence and sit with him and call him daddy till we would have to kill him, then we'd kill god and throw his body down all the way to the deepest ring of hell, to the center of hell so his eternal pain may be the devils jewel in the crown and no one would miss god coz he hasn't been around for years anyway. All the old world is dying said the Bosnian survivor last night, the Romany's are a special special people and we call them scum of the earth, they will break glass on their face just to show their love and anger, the old world is dying, and dying very fast, what can I do?Then me and my girl will rip the new world in two and all the fat fuckers who ate everything will die screaming devoured by a massive black crack and me and my beautiful girl we'll sing in tongues a song of celebration at dead man and dead god and dead America and fire will come from our breasts and rain down and burn out the eyes of all those new world sinners so they might be blinded by our righteous truth. And how our voices will make a tunnel of all the old souls singing with angry bitter love. Forgiveness forgiveness, music, the hole the hole soothe my jarred scared scarred neglected rich and peaceful soul.
Where are the revolutionaries of love?
Ready are the wild heady yesterday children that hungered for supine dive kindness and bliss those that craven kissed and sucked the devils fruit and lapped at his most terrible juice and his heinous penis remotely floating till the exquisite pain racked coursed through their spinal columns like flames making them sharp and stinging like a streaka piss or an obelisk eyes bleeding arses bleeding a thin freezing sword up a cunt still barely breathing brains all stuffed up and blunt becoming the sweaty sick and gleaming slime and pulsing pussy truth longing then for a recourse from the truth soup of course none came for the whore took the core in her jaw and broke heavens fascist law atomic splits and Pandora's symphony alla sin the pain the pin the din the skin and bone the broken home the daddio the reckless saviour the narky martyr the unrepentant mongerer the mongrel and the thoroughbred the place I lay my heart the flowerbeds the graves then for the unquiet and the dead remains and changes each day till aneathesyzed these wild heady yesterday children that hungered for supine divine kindness realize blindly that the apple tasted bloody and sink sloppily into thickness and gravy.
sunny was a fourteenold kid who went through a windscreen, 4000 gangsters came to his funeral they say his last words were fuck pigs mikky was a kid from the green belt, smack overdose denise died in front of the fire in the cold morning
kenny ben was found at the bottom of a cliff he fell down on ketamine little lee was beaten to death on the platform of highbury and islington station by an angry normal man janice married a peodophile and took pills and lay down in the ocean bret was covered in exzema and was murdered by mike rogers in the heat of the moment mike set him on fire worm bled to death with a knife up his arse a week after he knocked on ten downing street adam overdosed after he got out of jail for car jacking strawberry was shot in the head 7 times on christmas day last year my foetus i had with a beautiful man called sam macket who could see dead people miscarried 4 weeks in all the air was singing then francis, i called him big frank, he hung himself in the woods june 12th
angel aliens instructions for human disection
Cut out his tongue, and remove the muscles around his mouth and nasal passages, open up his nose, remove his eyeballs, put two holes in his skull and suck out his brain, use lasers to remove his navel, put two holes in his stomach and suck out his vital organs, strip veins from limbs, take bone samples, cut out his arsehole, stretch his penis to twice its length.
Remember hope?
>What remains is future
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>Everything is dying everything is alive
>there is no future except the one inside.
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>they all died at different times
where are the revolutionaries of love?
sing alive alive oh
By Bea Brown