Poetic Justice in the Kingdom of the Blind

Strangely enough, few experts seem to be presenting very much expert opinion. Instead, they seem to be reading from carefully prepared texts

How we Weave our Spider’s Web

It can propagate a species and is a medium for both mortality and immortality. It can make you stupid and weak or it can make you wise and powerful. It’s all in the intentions and what it gets turned to. Visible Origami on sex and sexual energy

Whatever May Happen. Everything’s Under Control

Although everyone has the opportunity to catch on to what is happening according to their abilities and desire to understand. Some are just going to turn up the volume on the television in the hope that it will drown out the voices in their heads

Talking About MagogkeNazi Nation

Reflections on blood, semen and celibacy and how what goes around comes around

Holocaustianity and the Rape of Palestine

We are told that tens of thousands of holocaust survivors are living in crushing poverty in Israel. So what happened to the billions that were squeezed out of every possible location for their support? Or was that just a little bonus for Abe Foxman?

Ride the Apocalypse on the New Ship of Seeing

Ride the Apocalypse my friends. This ship is an ice cutter and it is breaking up the frozen intransigence of our misguided past and returning it to flowing water. Let the dead bury the dead and let the living walk into the new world opening before us

Lady Apocalypse is Coming into Bloom

The planet has turned into a strip tease club. It’s not the usual fare though. This is one of those striptease clubs that might appear in a Clive Barker or John Carpenter film

Riding in the Back of the Universe’s Long Black Limosine

Smoking Mirrors and, possibly, Petri Dish have been made unavailable from certain locations because, allegedly, they violate certain standards. I’m comforted to know this and hope I can continue to violate these standards at every opportunity

The Monkey and the Mango Vase

Toppling some of the unbelievably corrupt governments of the west is an idea whose time has come but it’s pointless to focus on the politicians. These are just the ordinary whores plying their trade street side. It’s the bankers that need to come down

Shades of Grey and the Abattoir

It’s time the world woke up to the fact that the world’s greatest victims, heading the world’s biggest victim industry are not victims at all

God’s Not Dead, he’s merely hiding

And it is down to each one of us to find him

In for a Penny, in for a Pounding

In the world of secret handshakes, where the master’s of the universe practice their feckless arts, something is rising all around them. It is not the mob, though that may come. It is something else