Criptic Critic Conscience and Known for it

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

I am the fag and the lover of woman, teh one who wants to do it in her mouth and in her arse, either end, same as mine... she and me completel me...

Number 3 roughly, in : REINSTATING THE RULES OF POLARITY AS TOLD BY TAO WELLS.

. THE PERFECT ORGASM> THE SEARCH> A NOVEL MY TAO WELLS> To be indifferent to times is to last a a long time

The saying in porno is, the same in trying to denigh feelings, to overe come teh need for plesaure nd the tolerance of pain pornstars porfessional woamn push teh idea of total infiference meditation nirvana stule against form only to eventulay ylose win by having orgasms at un explained places.. in the jounrnest and search for the perfect orgasm....  

Grass Cuttings is Don's big I AM

Nihilsm

woman and men in love, but not with other people, or even other sexes. BUt and allways with the self that is heard in the child's animal hearts head desire.. in love within.. eternaless mansion.

PARIS USES "THAT'S HOT" TO NOT REFER TO THE FEMALE FORM

Friday, December 11, 2009

Matt Couper

There is no substitute for trench war fare

you've ethier been there

sworn aligenice to your comander in the heaqt of breth
unspekable
or you haven't
it is that lear only becuase the
violenc eof action is that clear.

youare either ovder the top in the line of fire or you
are safe within you houses
in the marshes of seeded time that is
the burecracy of times acacdemis bean coiunter


But i sing a song wil you crack th code

fuck me in an aley way dry

in al it's glory i've know

The pure gift of power.




tao wells





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Tuesday, December 1, 2009


so far i'v rememebered the body behind the stimuls on the screen, but what ahppens when i don't, when i don't reember the body behind the stimulus on the screen, that my life is so virtual that the consequences of inaction or inaction are philosophical questions that give us indigestion for a moment and then replaced with the next round of puzzles...  what happens when the generals of industry become you and me. When responsibilities to various illusions are traded with and for while some the few, take on more and more esoteric responsibilities, presits of teh high ceremony, a dance with matter s head in the simple noose of temporality...