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28/10/2013

Homos' Pun

Aka- Diesel Song

You say Hello,  and I say Good Boy

( Good Boy, Good Boy.)

27/10/2013

bbc light entertainment

BBC Light Entertainment:
hard at work saving me the bother of writing my own resume.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AURbSeQX4lQ

26/10/2013

Retrograde





“ You dirty, dirty, filthy little queer.”

(Yes, I’m off again ! On my meds yet still mad as buggery.)

41 years ago, if you looked in the box, you could have seen these 2 sensitive actors bring to life the work of a big, big gay writer.(Refer to youtube link.)

In 2013, yet to be proven a good year for the Australian Queer, Brandis and Abbott would have one of the minorities they have designated as subhuman stay in their cage. Their brethren have created this “ category “ for us. It has toxically intoxicated our safe spaces, it has been well guarded so as to cut off the necks of those who would peek out, and it has contemptibly excoriated the voices of the dying from the public discourse. It has killed our brothers and sisters:  forcing their own hands against them.
 A virus never did discriminate, but these shadows on our collective soul would have us continue to do so.
 Low days, in deed and thought, for the High Court. I say with love and well wishes: please, please kill yourselves Abbott and Brandis. Empty out this psychic blockage bunging up our courts and quoits.
 It is too late to continue to hate. 

22/10/2013

I'd put them up there with Aeschylus

you know the old greek bugger who wrote that silly comedy about women running the show, not the adelaide show obviously - that's a man's job as there are sheep involved

love this paper

http://dangerousminds.net/comments/monty_python_the_true_story_behind_the_dead_parrot_sketch

21/10/2013

diesel

is in charge of the cleaning today. hop to it diesel. yes, i have a pet kangaroo

when I was mad

i was beautiful

scenes from a movable rest room

of course there is a self, or life is meaningless. It just gets lost in the everyday as this huge brain we are a part of swallows us all ? I am not claiming any higher role in life than the roach, but even the roach has a self. How can we have compassion for the other if there is no self from which to direct it. Tattoos feel great to me - I love the whirring of the machine, the ink as it makes you feel a tingle ( on small tatts) the larger tatts are worth it for the art. I'd like to be a pillow when I die, until that unravels and sheds the memory of me and my skin stories for ever. Tattoos are beauty: flawed, fucked, immolated beauty.

For The Victims of The Bush Fires

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPR-HyGj2d0


I have a Napoleon Complex

I think I am extraordinarily short.

18/10/2013

blurred lines

a man of such great false promise

a bit of the old grope and tickle

i made a friend of jealousy, but what ever I did I could not please him.
 You've griped my genitals for the last time.
 I thought on you, jealousy. I'll think on you no more. 
Be as free as the wind, jealousy.