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NAVIGATION
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| Although this is my private realm I feel the need to explain the following prose. Please, please do not read if you are easily offended. My rants are often an expression of my frustrations with the world and my position within it. I often slip into topics which may be abhorent to most but I am a product of my enviroment and as such I will not hold myself responsible for any corruption which may occure from reading the following passages. Thankyou. |
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| I have often admired the gasmask. I think the tight fitting nature of it apeals to me in the same way that body horror films do. It's as though the leather/rubber extention moulds the face into a ferral point much like the snout of a wolf. My friend Daniel had one that his grandad gave him. I suppose it was a relic from WW2 or something but it facinated me. The round lenses looked like terrified eyes and the muzzle was like a pug nose. The best thing was that it was infused with asbestos. Imagen those soldiers who didn't have any idea and enthusiasticly strapped it to their face when the gasses came. I'm sure his grandad is dead now and I wonder if it is partly a result of that?
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| First off let me tell you that I hated the book. The only joy I can see in reading it, apart from the knowledge that staunch femminist Mary Wolstoncraft's daughter was really a depraved little girl who ran off to Geneva with Shelly, is that Frankenstein is all that modern genetecists should be. With the recent mapping of the human GENOME there is no earthly reason why man can't shape man. Anyway back to the story. I read recently that a headless corpse was found in a carpark near castle Frankenstein. Police dismiss the possibility that it could be the work of crazed fans or devil worshipers but I can't help but get excited over the prospect that one of the castles old residents may have returned. |
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| Why hasn't anyone made a horror film based on Auschwitz( If I had the money...). To be honest, apart from the torture and murder (or because of) it is the most beautiful place on earth. The feoted iron veins of the place pump Zyclon-B through its radiant heart and give of sparks of rare brilliance even today. In this world of apathy and arogance we need monsters to remind us of our mortality and what better reminder than Auschwitz. If only Hollwood had more nerve, if the UK could detatch itself from the curse of political correctness, if only Germany could forgive itself. It deserves to be recognised. Only Savoy has dared to bring this vision into the media. |
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Our Father Who Art in Heven...
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At the end of all things,
He will come,
On angel Wings,
From the blackest sun.
The enemy of man,
From time before,
With corpse fed heart,
This world abhore.
When faith is nomore,
Neath a burning sky,
Wakes Babylons whore,
In Sodom's eye. |
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