Sunday, 3 March 2013

19.47

this is cashew reviewing me having a wank the dirty old faggot i told her safe word i said it is not consensual the disgusting little rapist ... 


is to go where you like you are a free bird you are alone in this trance  ... when you really get inside something that is part of the trance it is total joy 

it was a way to maintain this trance i did not want to break my concentration 

um you can't concentrate in a trance you thick cunt ... 

and i don't yet understand his english 

the other who was born with downs syndrome is a designer 

thousands of workers both assault the earth and become one with it have defined more vividly than any written account the effect of industrialisation on the third world 

the entire global effort of human survival beneath the crushing burden of modernity ... 

are you referring to a song you were not entitled to there cashew you old faggot ... 

the long hard and rocky road

and the near collapse of his own body ... 

sevem sisters

making their own clothes and machetes for cutting the sugar cane

the population of vitoria exploded 

there was a military coup in 1964


when you freeze reality you also freeze all this background 

ask two different peolep to shoot the same scene personality seeps into the mechanism 

em not if you don't have one in the first place faggot ... 


it was some kind of auto immune disease

yes organised by your hit men faggot ... why because your fanny is worth nothing per se .... 

and i used to think landscape was fixed and dead but its alive 

landscape referring to my own artwork of yesterday faggot 

mountains are alive like we are alive 

no you are dead faggot a plastic blingy ogling litte poppy parrot 

we must become strong again and we are animals we must mix with the others we must  imagine a bit 

well that would be nice you old bat i would appreciate you using your own imagination instead of ogling my cunt orlright 

he takes me to a local restaurant very ugly but very good food 

no he didn't you wormed  your way in faggot you are a sex offender and you have no soul 

a tarpaulin covering the roof of the house had blown off in the wind and sheet rain was pouring into the twins bedroom through the floorboards and into the dining room below i had move the cots into the corridor 

um you haven't got any cots faggot or at least there is nothing in them ... 

i began crying with fear a fear of failing so visceral that it caught my breath somehow however i had to keep going i closed my eyes and allowed myself to be mentally transported to a little wooden house in dorset 

yeah where you get a crocodile foot right through your ogling boggle eyed face 

elsewhere she said something about my clutching her hand and hugging her which i did not i said over and over again i do not want this faggot watching me masturbate 

i said safe word she sexually assaulted me i have no love for her i did not offer to be its mother and have had her foisted on me i can not counsel her because there is a conflict of interests i am not the entities teacher or anything like that i just have to show self defense to show that its not ok for her to sexually assault me 

in person she was natural and open with a quirky flamboyance that matched her bright red hair

yeah yeah throw in a few compliments it dosnt sweeten the blow in fact is just worse for them i do not want you to watch me in my bedroom faggot and your ogling boggle eyed face deserves all its going to get in fact you are already starting to look a bit stupid 


get off me faggot you are not in me or part of me or connected in any way ... i am chopping off your fingers ... 

and ill kick her boggling eyeballs till they fall out the back of her head 




























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