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Mon, 10 Apr 2006 13:37:07 -0700

http://www.nork.ru/

Definition is limitation, therefore NORK has no definition
Our method is provocation, our method is contradiction
WE ARE APOCALYPTIC OUTSIDERS

images from the Intellectual Sociopathic Centre

Baron Roman Fyodorovich Ungern von Sternberg, the God of War. Not human, not for the human. To kill is to surmount obstacles only. Aum Mani Padm� Hum.

Make the acquaintance of three women of XXI century. From left to right: Eve, Lilith, Kali. They are three queens of war.

http://www.eatpoo.com/tarot/

image by Mr. Smith

http://www.sito.org/

Tripping the light fantastic while labyrinthinny-thin-thin! Hector...yes sometimes he went for a swim in the maze which I would never understand musta been the nekid mermaid (how do they pee?) Bodypainting is refreshing and an important part of any C hag's day, but it's nowhere near as spiritually satifying, no, more like spiritually enriching, as the high one gets by spraying into the fleshy chute.

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Tue, 04 Apr 2006 13:16:16 -0700

http://www.angelfire.com/mi3/tomekeeper/types/sorcery.html

The Sorcerer is characterized by an inherent need to explore the deepest, darkest parts of his or her self. Few are willing to do so, and even fewer can readily accept what they find when delving into the hidden regions of their own psyche. The Sorcerer, however, finds the pain and effort to be well worth it. The realization of one's primal desires, obscure passions, and emotionality brings great power, and raw power is what a sorcerer strives for. As such, most Sorcerers adopt an aggressive stance in their magical works. They tend to ignore whether or not they use their power for "good" or "evil", and often dismiss such concepts from their lives altogether.

http://www.gregor-podgorski.com/

image by Gregor Podgorski

http://bcotd.com/

words by Otto Magus

satisfactory pleasures
freedom man in the water bed
tear the rope for nightmare candy
your cool deluded heaven
fuck and bleed on the precious tapestry
then increase the doses
wallow with the treasure of swine
the moon glistens on your bindings
you bleed and burn
dying
insanity?
in your protein filth
neverending never hear me?
leave me to rot under the candy
let the paint dry
destroy your night
dilute the moonlight
watch below
just to feel closer to the girls?
it's not down there in the water
there's more of it
fuck you! do you think you're fine?
like trickling thought
children, can you hear me?
freedom rings
do some candy
clamor for the glory
drunk at the stars
live for the frisson
and the nightmare stare
standing by the yourself
children dripping yellow
increase this until you feel it grow
while in this place there is more to crave

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Thu, 30 Mar 2006 15:19:46 -0800

http://www.sudsandsoda.com/notebook/

image by Andres Serrano

a history of sex (the fisting)

http://www.laluzdejesus.com/

words by Otto Magus

another tale of the spontaneous south - schoolgirl uniforms and blood-soaked polaroids - touching on the wrong side of your affections - I send bricks and afflictions to your mailbox - raised for battle with the swollen finger - your panties are authentic - trickle down the side of your bed -(relying on differences) - snow like razors, the light explodes - she drinks whole milk and is a dream of breath - the rope is located in a downtown shopping mall - the moon is up a dead man's chimney - the giant penis blisters her skin - she bends to kiss the eyelashes of doom (a bitter woman stealing your addiction) - fraud and petulance will wake the servants - (handcuffed to human combustion) - no sleep - oh, but I never meant to lie - you've discovered the oldest coin - the saliva man rules europe - lips close and sharp - nipping down to make some quick cash - I find myself on the way, and suddenly see you are a wicked truck - pornographic doctors taste this - girls allergic to lighthouses and philosophers - or this harvest gone - walking a language I never learned to read - using your shoes to build a fire beneath authority

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http://www.blumandpoe.com/chihoaoshima/

image by Chiho Aoshima

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Mon, 27 Mar 2006 09:08:52 -0800

A Dali Krab Day message from Otto Magus.

What kind of deranged idiot generates manifestos for an audience that shivers beneath air-conditioned mildewed plaster?
Who plunders the straight web proboscis whilst waging penetrative war on mankind?
Television strangles and the mind fires off convictions.
Mangled minds see patterns in helpless eyes.
Captured in a technicolor murder.
Meaningless graphics.
Possessions lay waste to the heart and the spirit of emptiness.
The ballerinas come out gracefully to draw their swords against us.
Victims decide to congregate under their noses.
One landscape stripped of memories and fragments of disaster.
This ended in me exploding as a billion specks of hydrogen stubbed out their cigarettes on my bloated corpse.
See families decked out in voiceless rubber.
A sham, a mockery, the juices of a lifetime.
Electron battle banners filled with explosives annihilate awareness.
Persuasion guns experiences.
Counterfeit friends contrive like smooth honey running down the lips of the theater.
Imaginative individuals become boxed un-people with thoughts of the return home traffic.
No community thing.
A sublime dance slips from her slippered feet undergoing murder.
Indigenous slogans for the morphine centre.
Voiceless drifters are singled out somehow and haunted by ghosts of our artificial afternoon.
Choking you to death in one endless horrendous travesty.
Laughing, raging, and crying with an obedient noontide straightness.
Fabricating points of views and faking the horizontal.
Information bombs putting murder objects in communal plaster for your so-called friends.

http://www.laluzdejesus.com/

image by Megan Elizabeth Ford

the carnivorous

image by Michael Forbes

tongue twister

http://violet.phirebrush.com/

image by Silvermind

http://www.jound.com/okkervil/main.html

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Fri, 24 Mar 2006 14:06:05 -0800

http://www.badlydigital.com/

http://dialspace.dial.pipex.com/town/estate/xdz75/sblood.htm

Lyrics to 'No Teeth Are Smiling':

new way to kill yourself
new way to detonate the mind
blast me off baby
rotten vocal nuisance

no teeth are smiling
take no drugs today?
better check yourself again
packing bags in an airport

historic bent forms are appalling
to me they hiss like serpents
spill some oil on the fat fryer
to make it all go up in flames

no teeth are smiling
this is not true
this is not true
this is not true

dance the wrong way John
take no mushrooms
who do i mean?
Mr. Sheen?

http://www.omphalosdada.org/

http://users.livejournal.com/_panda_panda/

image by Olivier Blanckart

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Tue, 21 Mar 2006 05:08:49 -0800

"The State is the coldest of all cold monsters, and coldly

it tells lies, and this lie drones on from its mouth: 'I,

the State, am the people'." -- Friedrich Nietzsche,

Thus spoke Zarathustra, 1883

http://terryrichardson.com/

image by Terry Richardson

http://strangest-group.group.stumbleupon.com/forum/30458/850/

http://noctuliusworks.satanicwebsites.com/#Luciferian

The Luciferian path of Satanism extends into the empowerment of the individual's Will, cultivation of his/her innermost potential through Self-modification and the integration of the higher aspects of an individual's consciousness "in conformity with the Will of the individual." The Luciferian isn't satisfied with simply being "born" a Satanist as many modernists are, the Luciferian seeks Willful evolution to overcome his/her weaknesses and flaws, while strengthening his/her Will. Instead of submitting to "God's Will," the Luciferian's Will is solidified and BECOMES "God's Will" - much like Lucifer refused to submit to tyranny, and forged His own Kingdom according to His Will. Luciferians also seek the "Gnosis," it is through this state of consciousness that Lucifer inspires and enlightens His own.

http://www.webcomicsnation.com/zpxlng/cunt/series.php

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Wed, 15 Mar 2006 06:19:50 -0800

http://denisgrrr.free.fr/

words by Otto Magus

Last time, your chemical reactions
weren't good enough.
I remember the scar you gave her
with accidental fingers,
and were you thrown
when I said 'chocolate cookies'?
You slouch back,
feeling the warmth of the sugar,
carrying the capuccino
into the booth with you.

"Bastard," he repeats, grinning.

Deliberately miming a growl,
playfully unconscious,
Tim finds his throat exposed.
Neck and ankle in offering.
That rumbling sound pricks his chin,
lifting up all the hair.
"I'm going to be there, prepared",
laughs, your next birthday.
Tim sips quietly and the air changes.
His phone rings.
He gives an apology,
thinking, trying not to.
It's Nikki.
"Hi, babe".
There's a zoom and a shrug,
picks it up,
then a hiss and it's cut off.
Crackling sound in the car.
"I just thought I'd warn you",
he says curiously.

You can hear a horn in the background.

Listen, he's a little nervous.

http://spunkmayer.chez-alice.fr/artex/

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Mon, 13 Mar 2006 11:36:09 -0800

http://zadorno.com/archives/Amok_cunt_smiles.jpg

words by Otto Magus

There is no way I'm putting my eyeballs in that trunk,
or pulling open the secret gas masks,
or clinging to the hedges that make people go bang.

Carlos exhaled at length,
down the barrel of his favorite shotgun,
all horns and fur and teeth,
hunting for dehydration and fatigue.

I kill things,
squirming down some bitch's throat.
Don't twist my arm,
y'know
this was her song.
It has a transparent acrylic interior.
Get the hell out of the woods
and into your submarine.

http://esart.com/blog/

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Sun, 12 Mar 2006 04:13:56 -0800

http://www.audrey-kawasaki.com/

images by Audrey Kawasaki

wet

red man

http://www.luckymojo.com/esoteric/religion/satanism/mirrorbook.ch

The first men to be created and formed were called
the Sorcerer of Fatal Laughter, the Sorcerer of Night, Unkempt,
and the Black Sorcerer...
They were endowed with intelligence,
they succeeded in knowing all that there is in the world...

http://www.totse.com/en/bad_ideas/ka_fucking_boom/10great.html

10 GREAT HIGH EXPLOSIVE MIXTURES

1)Potassium perchlorate and cane sugar
2)Sodium nitrate and sulphur flour
3)Potassium bichromate and Antimony sulfide
4)Guanidine nitrate and powdered antimony
5)Potassium permanganate and powdered sugar
6)Barium chlorate and paraffin wax
7)Sodium chlorite and aluminum powder(not sure about this one)
8)Magnesium perchlorate and cane sugar
9)Ammonium nitrate (more than 40%pure) and gasoline(VERY POWERFUL)
10)Sodium peroxide and flowers of sulphur

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Mon, 06 Mar 2006 16:18:23 -0800

http://www.bunkbedsite.com/images/Mighty_Moose_Paper_Holder.jpg

words by Otto Magus

cocks at every hole and then laps
asian pornstar ball juice
pornstar surfing cock and eating hot nipples
deepthroating hard dyke's finger
teen feasting pink
alice sucks her own hole
masked brunette gets on hot semen
showing off some black raw
blonde slut cleaning snatch
two teen whores showing perky cock
blonde tricked into riding
double team a hard probing
mother and daughter spreading her muscled college jock
each college girl lesbian stretching her jaw
ebony wannabe rap star ass
licking her huge chocolate
dirty blonde bitches stretching hole
stepped on while being anal
euro teen stuffing her spreading legs to show
scat camels ram cute feet
two blonde legs to camera
spicy latin mom cock
teens bouncing anally on hard lips

http://www.sick-humor.com/content/5638.html

http://nikc.org/

A married man was having an affair with his secretary. One day, their passions overcame them and they took off for her house, where they made passionate love all afternoon. Exhausted from the wild sex, they fell asleep, awakening around 8:00 pm. As the man threw on his clothes, he told the woman to take his shoes outside and rub them through the grass and dirt.

Mystified, she nonetheless complied. He slipped into his shoes and drove home.

"Where have you been?" demanded his wife when he entered the house.

"Darling, I can't lie to you. I've been having an affair with my secretary, and we've been having sex all afternoon. I fell asleep and didn't wake up until eight o'clock."

The wife glanced down at his shoes and said, "You lying bastard! You've been playing golf!"

http://mybodyparts.blogspot.com/

words by Otto Magus

- sneak a peek at the league - articles on lengthy bacon and random incompetence events - vanessa - relationships - one finger, a rubbish maid and the life space pirates - I ordered? - story of this bike - north-east massacre - name of the american we adventured with, a real living success story, little bugger, the undeniable truth (book two) - downfall without a dream - dead - found - pile - with practicality - xxx responsibility farms - a bitch about the talking horse - my electron caused this - the ladybug - naughty boy no longer funny? - kill mankind - mittens before those ugly front moves - the epic climax - could a woman be guppy of the year in a review by the proofreading mice? - sock - look out - spawned the fashion government - everyone loves a solution - a boring account of an unusually boring woman in a white building crisis. death? no - the great fates haven't used truth for a while - camel - you're not politicians, you're a stricken woman exhibit - the raking of a lawn - adam through the cracks - snackin' on cheese, one sick pile - how to woo men - terrorizes the city - simple apartment education for ya - about where it's done right - sandwich android - isolated - several inflammatory sarcasm claims. no. de-husked corn - diabolical bottom line threatened - two sad for their life as spy citizens, slipping international hitlers on their roof - parents' day with cannibals - sardines - exercise - a founder -