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I wonder what he thinks of Milton's PARADISE LOST.
Read THE NEWSLETTER send a dollar or stamps to: RAY JOHNSON JR. 3219 CARDEN DRCOLUMBUS GA 31907-2143 U.S.A.
I wonder what he thinks of Cher's HALF BREED.Me, I loved it, I love songs that tell a story.
I wonder what he thinks of D E V O (their a very HIP underground band that you half to be really intelligent to "get", you really need some smarts to appreciate them.
DR. SANE HAS PANCREATIC-OVARIAN-PROSTATE-BONE-MARROW CANCER.A PROOF OF SATAN'S POWER!
Humans are good. They make great homes for cancer.
Truman, Truman, Truman. I'm sick of Truman.
Ross. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF BOYD RICE?
Read THE STAR ROVER by JACK LONDON.Read THE IRON HEEL by JACK LONDON.Read EDWARD ABBEY'S BOOKS.If you have not read these then you are intellectually incomplete.
PERPETUAL PERMUTATION POETRY read about it.
What's it mean to be a man?
Dr. Sane is Barney Frank's luv-uh!Wall Street Occupiers. You are all going to be like THE LITTLE MATCH GIRL as soon as the winter snow sets in. Read the story. The Wall Street Fat Kats enjoy HONEY BAKED SUGAR CURED HAMS and WINE TAP WATER. Their Wall Street ladies all have a little Christmas Bell attached to their diamond encrusted labia piercing so they can KITTY KAT JINGLE JANGLE around the penthouse suite awaiting their several times daily thick slippery CEO meat injection. While YOU down below disheveled and hawngree, broke ass in the rain, trash, urine, and feces littered street play POCKET POOL as you try to impress the pierced up green haired street urchin lesbian feminist you met in the crowd. High above laughing Wall Street Executives drunk lay back on the satin sheets and say AH! While you all freeze in the snow. Public transport returns you back to the twin bed in the basement of your momma's house under neath the spiderman poster you got at the scholastic book fair in the fifth grade, here eating olive loaf sandwiches and Flavor Aid you scrawl on your punk rock mail art envelope correspondence with a dried up magic marker OCCUPY EVERYTHING, while you aren't occupying anything but that twin bed with the Super Friends hero cartoon sheets and Mighty Mouse pillow case. You need to pay off those student loans. There is a mop with your name on it down at THE BURGER FINK. Wax on, wax off, recall what Mr. Miagi said so you'll get your poloroid-picture on the employee of the month trophy plaque on the wall beside the cash register. Man Child. Man Child. 26 years old and you can't rake leaves, shovel snow, or mow a lawn, but you can stand in a line full of freaks all day to get your food stamp card jacked up so you can buy honey buns and microwave meals while you mope around plotting your next revolution from your momma's basement. Man child. You make LENIN sick!
Look what happened to the styrofoam statue of liberty in TINA-MEN SQUARE. All those protestors are now freeze dried medical school full body sliced in half instructional displays sold to universities MADE IN CHINA. Once the Wall Street crowd disperses they'll sign up for one or two classes like POTTERY or BAD-MITTON to keep their mountainous student loans at bay. Signing up for university medical lab test studies to get pocket money and score the use of a latest fun drug. Guinea pig of the masses, SHUT UP AND EAT YOUR OLIVE LOAF! You obviously aren't up for real CHE' and MAO! You don't carry a LITTLE RED BOOK. Yours obviously is PINK AND YELLOW! You ain't even got the gutsTO STEAL ABBIE HOFFMAN'S BOOK! Much less the brain to read it and apply it. You can't even apply at BURGER FINK! Ain't got a callus on your OIL OF OLAY jacking hand but you put a bar code on it that says SLAVE. Does your momma and grand mother know you been using up all of their expensive lotion! You better go steal them a new bottle. Not one callus and thinking you are a slave. You need the FARGO WOOD CHIPPER yuh punk ass bitch.
It is one of the minor symptoms of the mental decline of the United States that Stanley Fish is thought to be on the Left. By some of his compatriots, anyway, and no doubt by himself. In a nation so politically addled that ‘liberal’ can mean ‘state interventionist’ and ‘libertarianism’ letting the poor die on the streets, this is perhaps not wholly unpredictable.--Terry Eagleton
I got uh head ache from all my nikid liquor drankin'!
The christian god is pus!The CHRIS CHIN god is asian.
Devote your mind and love to SATAN LUCIFER!Forget FLUXUSThink HELLFIRE CLUB!
Heterosexual sex is perversion. Be holy like jesus. Have sex with a band of men in robes and argue over selling bottles of oil. Let your motto beI LIVE THROUGH HIM WHO IS IN ME!
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