Yuletide Aural Amulet — Bohemia after dark
It has been a year of woe, of wailing, of slime merchants, of war, of slug lust masquerading as butterfly potential for true romance, of crippled intellects, barely beating hearts, the erosion of hope, the nourishing of rage, of an acceptance that we as a species are basically, on the whole, a murder of retarded, vicious crows…
Still…rather than continue to rage of the rancour felt towards those genetically similar to me, outline the brutality we are, en-masse as Whiteys in the West, paying for…instead, I will offer an aural rendition of the heartbeat to which I find allegiance always, and inspiration.
I strongly advise a joint and vodka and natural setting and quality speakers to make the very most of the following soundscape.
I have chased all hints of true romance, fought against the world with my words, ventured into the wilderness where I found solace and inspiration, sought deviance, then found bliss when giving myself fully to the need and yearning to devour a nubile female under the baleful glare of the full moon, battled over mere trifles with housemates, learned to understand that sometimes its for the best to leave chubby faced capricious girls with beards on a constant charm offensive, well alone, and…concluded that my efforts to create some form of revolution, fall on warm, and receptive, but too comfortable in their own situation ears.
Most people are shuddering with shame,
doing their perceived best to remain accepted, in not their eyes, but the eyes of their nearest and dearest and fearest, and beyond, the eyes of society. I find my steadiness of stances of all minds, of all hearts, within the snarl and howl of my beloved hellhound, for he lives from heart, for what its worth, and mainly instinct. Other than Bunin and Checkov and Zamyatin, dead men, Oscar remains my main inspiration of vitality…
I fight the good fight, but find even the good against me. I’ve chased the fluttering eyelids of wannabe bambi hearted elf minxes, then despaired of the trials and tribulations which come part and parcel of finding my way anywhere near the essence of such mutual magnetism, which I feel in my femurs, could consume me, and her in turn…cause the communion to find the blessing of the wilderness which governs all hearts and spirits, a cocoon encased by star light…I write my way into such weird scenes, then realise I do the same with what I SAY, what I Speak, to the world. Which brings me strange zeal, for if what I write resonates with the same melody of spirit, which is heard and felt, in my spoken of the same….I am well aligned. Or perhaps simply…honest.
People ask of my friends, or to be more accurate; they afford me a slither of encouragement, to speak of my brethren. I am too far away from them to feel anything but the echoes of their essence. Which is enough, for to receive such vibrations, causes me to remember the truths I used to know, which have become muddled with allsorts of…bullshit. Look after my hound, for I love him, and he needs me. Love my family. For we need each other. Collide with the most intriguing of souls found here in this polyamorous brother Grimm fairytale of spastic manufacture.
We think too much, and feel too little…
Are you aware? That Cameron and Obama and Hollande, are nothing more than soul less puppeteers, told what to say, what to wear, what face to pull>????
The crowd I pay taxes towards, whether here or in my homeland, are using a major portion of those funds for STATE SPONSORED TERRORISM.
Obama? Cunt puppet of the military industrial complex. Of the Greater Israel project.
You are naive to believe anything other, For Obama is the PA of the closest to the devil we have ever known.
Do you understand that we, as HATO NATO, took down a russian plane??? When the only reason we know, from even our own wannabe Goebbels whores, is that Russia were peeking for oil convoys flowing from IS in Syria to Turkey. What the fuck do you think would happen if Russia took down a US or UK plane???
IS or Daesh or ISIS or AL Nusra, are of conjuring from our own hard earned gold nuggets. Our NATO ally Turkey are harvesting Syrian natural resources. UK/US/SAUDI/TURK crowds are training and encouraging and supplying energy and resources, towards slicing and dicing every secular government in resource rich regions…
Afghanistan, which we invaded for no good reason at all. Libya, which we transformed from a land of free education and healthcare for all, to…a blood drenched horror zone of rival, gun laden psychopaths. Same can be validly said of Iraq. And now Syria, and then Iran…thankfully, we have dear comrade Vlad! To stem this tide of carnage sold to the mong masses as ‘humanitarian intervention’.
Do you understand that we in the West are either wittingly,, or unwittingly complicit, in a WAR waged not just in the name of US hegemony, but saudi wahhabist mentalism and the core zeal of the GREATER ISRAEL PROJECT???
Reading The Guardian earlier today, I came upon an article written by a Turk brute woman, who included in her report of the alleged demise of Zahran Alloush, head of Jaysh al-Islam. Funded by the Saudis, aligned with AL Nusra, which means cutting out living hearts, and likely also IS, so organ harvesting from live apostates, meaning you and me, brutal US CIA orchestrated shock routines…
Eastern Ghouta was even subjected to chemical attacks when the government launched missiles laced with sarin in the area, killing over a thousand people – including many children.
Was it? Really? hohohoh…That despicable brute wrote such a line, which will cause most who read it, those either absent of the ability of critical thinking or merely emotive and absent of a semblance of awareness, to find Assad as a heathen…When the only close to facts of the matter reports widely available, forged by a UN investigation, found most likely the Turks responsible. Nothing to do with Assad….I have repeated this point time and time again, so why not one more time…if Assad was accused of using chemical weapons, why would he invite UN CHEMICAL WEAPONS INSPECTORS into Damascus, then launch a chemical weapons attack next door, the following day???\
I’m not sorry for this…Anyone who believes such a story, is not only a spastic, and my natural enemy, but more importantly, an enemy of the Earth and Love and Respect. I’m fierce to save the Bears and the Snow Leopards, yet as for humans…other than my brethren and the Vlad crowd, I’d rather save the moths who chase the light bulbs, mistaking them for the moon.
The World is going crazy. Maybe it has always been so? And only now am I understanding the real lay of the land.
There is no War on Terrorism. There is a War Of Terrorism waged by the WEST. The UK has become a vassal state to US demand for global control. Why do the US spend more on their death Inc routine than the rest of the world combined?
I yearn to play nice…
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