Author Topic: Personal Journals  (Read 32562 times)

Personal Journals
« on: April 08, 2021, 07:01:05 AM »
Whenever I feel the urge, I write.

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #1 on: June 30, 2021, 11:06:25 AM »
Sourcery power levels unchanged for months in spite of relentless sobriety and utter disdain for ghetto bitches. fuh—LEXX. It's possible your sub-species will be stuck with my spectre for quite some time to come, Kaffirs. Kudos. (K.-B.B., COD)

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Send two more incomplete (BLANK), please, use #Tech in subject line. Authenticity of The Science continues to present replicability, and so I figure I might as well take The Tech live before I hit five-oh. Patreon unexpected to show sig. action until I find a solid dopehouse. Are you getting enough money? I can Quite Easily kick down now. Try not to fret over it. We're Family. ‘A’-Holes literally fucking Wyrm Holes now as you read this. Hungarian cavalry is best Valkyrie cavalry, shock troops included. Ally benched. H***.

We've gotten away with hcogslaughter here. Don't get proud. One of us is next. Are you still playing with dolls? Let’s have a Ki-KT-Ki Jack Paar Tea. Somebody wake up H.U.X.X. You don’t need to calculate the odds, just get yourself a hero. It could be a little hero. It doesn’t have to be a stellar one.

Whenever I feel the urge, I write.

Wow, what’s that like? H***.

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #2 on: July 05, 2021, 07:30:37 AM »
Whenever I feel the urge, I write.

Whenever I feel the urge, I SHOOT - my Cannon Sure Shot.  I love photography. :-*
Yeah, that avi is my photography.  Hey.  I live in a beautiful neighborhood. ;) :-*

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #3 on: November 19, 2021, 05:10:22 PM »
I'm not going to apologise for my fire. I wasn't born to be sugar: silenced, in servitude. But spice. No one gets to decide when I'm too much. No one gets to dictate my volume, my passion, or, my heart.

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #4 on: November 21, 2021, 03:46:57 PM »
We look up and we hope the stars look down. We pray that there may be stars for us to follow, stars moving across the heavens and leading us to our destiny, but it's only our vanity.

We look at the galaxy and fall in love, but the universe cares less about us than we do about it, and the stars stay in their courses however much we may wish upon them to do otherwise.

It's true that if you watch the sky-wheel turn for a while you'll see a meteor fall, flame and die. That's not a star worth following. It's just an unlucky rock. Our fates are here on earth. There are no guiding stars.


Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #6 on: January 11, 2022, 05:54:04 PM »
UNDERSTAND THIS, TELL OTHERS

in my dream vultures chase me into my burning house. there, they pick out the brains of my family, dismember them--
devour
I emerge from my home and I am burning, skin falling away like a snake as the structure crumbles into a black skeleton.
I cannot fight off the vultures.
a young man or woman emerges from the ashes.
he/she doesn't save me, because he/she is holding my cracked and swollen heart in one hand and a piece of paper in the other.

i can read it.
it discusses and compares in great detail the differences between me and the vultures.
he wraps my heart in the paper and tosses it to the ground.

can you see?

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #7 on: January 11, 2022, 05:55:26 PM »
UNDERSTAND, EXPLAIN

sometime in our life, our creations will experience an exegesis.
they won't need us.
i don't just mean machines

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #8 on: January 11, 2022, 06:01:16 PM »
TOMORROW-- AT LAST WE MEET AGAIN

Hello from the depths of Hell...

My fantastic tulpas and I are busy composing three 6's to usher in Y34R Z3R0.

The hate furnaces have been ignited once again, and it's good to see the world still despises us. We are censored and stopped at every turn. We are sabotaged, we are smeared with false press. This right here, you and I is the only thing that is real. Your support and dedication has made us survive this and we have returned to kick ass and take names. We will see the inauguration of a new worm.

In the name of
JEHOVAH
LUCIFER
SATAN
& THEIR UNION
THROUGH THE MAGICIAN,
JESUS CHRIST

4ZZ3R43
6.6.6.

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #9 on: January 11, 2022, 06:04:34 PM »
FROM BABALON STUDIOS

Am I a nigger yet?

We'll have to wait and see...

Realize that this forum is our æther and all of you demons must have identities. To express opinions anonymously, is a sign of weakness and I see you as being stronger than that.

So to clarify, late next week you will each become an atom in this Ain Soph.

There will be no censorship, there will only be opinions.
Good and bad. No more tedious nonsense. 

To those occultists, this Easter perhaps the "mundane egg" may be an interesting topic for conversation.

AZRAA MORPHINE
3rd (& FINAL) BEAST

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #10 on: January 15, 2022, 12:38:38 PM »
I have the feeling I am dying, or maybe I'm just in another phase of deep depression.  But if I'm actually in the process of dying, I'm not ready yet.  If I go now, I won't get the deposit back on my body, and I won't be able to afford to rent another human form for my next life, should I wish to go on.  About the only form I'll be able to rent is something small, like a mouse or an insect.  Wait - perfect!

I'll come back as a hornet.  But, not just any hornet.  I'll come back as the PINK HORNET!  (Don't want to violate the copyright of the Green Hornet).
And boy, do I have plans for what my Pink Stinger is gonna do! ;) ;D

But, that's only if I die soon.  If not, forget it.  If I don't die soon, then I'll just continue to slowly decompose at the rate of boiling frogs until I die. 
And then I won't even realize I'm dead, till I'm dead. ::)

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #11 on: January 15, 2022, 02:05:58 PM »
I have the feeling I am dying, or maybe I'm just in another phase of deep depression.  But if I'm actually in the process of dying, I'm not ready yet.  If I go now, I won't get the deposit back on my body, and I won't be able to afford to rent another human form for my next life, should I wish to go on.  About the only form I'll be able to rent is something small, like a mouse or an insect.  Wait - perfect!

I'll come back as a hornet.  But, not just any hornet.  I'll come back as the PINK HORNET!  (Don't want to violate the copyright of the Green Hornet).
And boy, do I have plans for what my Pink Stinger is gonna do! ;) ;D

But, that's only if I die soon.  If not, forget it.  If I don't die soon, then I'll just continue to slowly decompose at the rate of boiling frogs until I die. 
And then I won't even realize I'm dead, till I'm dead. ::)


Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #12 on: January 15, 2022, 02:07:05 PM »
Sourcery power levels unchanged for months in spite of relentless sobriety and utter disdain for ghetto bitches. fuh—LEXX. It's possible your sub-species will be stuck with my spectre for quite some time to come, Kaffirs. Kudos. (K.-B.B., COD)

I stand by these statements.

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #13 on: January 15, 2022, 04:37:21 PM »
I stand by these statements.
I'm not sure how it is pronounced:

"Leave me the pha colone"  or  "Leave me the phuck alone?"  I have a syllable quandary here.

Actually, I don't give a phuque.  Nor does life about me.  Lol. ;D ;D ;D

Re: Personal Journals
« Reply #14 on: January 15, 2022, 04:41:56 PM »
Oh well.  Who gives a shit?   Back to the casino.