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Appleseeds for Sphinxes by supernova-stain, literature

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Appleseeds for Sphinxes

get in, baby, deeper, c'mon, tell me what you want. is it solid, gold, or aether? windy? frozen? get you hot? do I got it? do I gotta get it? did it hit the spot? do you focus on the phallic, or the hand in the box of shells on the nightstand? don't worry, girlie, thunder brings the lightning. it's not that frightening. iteration this quick leaves no room for fighting bedsheets amid night terrors. you'll sleep softer, I'm hardly even there - a ghost perched on your bedpost, sniffin' stalks of cinnamon woven into your nymphette hair. you

Chess With No Kings by supernova-stain, literature

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Chess With No Kings

Scatterbrain oft lost in a haze I can't think straight just phase through the days I know they're numbered but I don't know the page & I don't care to differentiate March & May every day is just another day waitin' for a fireball, a zombie, an android SWAT team to kick down my front door & in my patience, I've been playin' mind games with myself hopscotch with landmines hidden in the floor, like one, two, BOOM! the ground shakes & drops out to the dunktank - piranhas on the prowl in stop-frame - Spirit of Style De

Godhand NPC by supernova-stain, literature

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Godhand NPC

I've been thinkin' that a cataclysm is what I need a skin-pink heatwave, courtesy of me & y'know I got the knowledge I know how to build a bomb - a tyrant risin' up inside me like I'm slidin' aside a thong cuz I've been... stagnant stimulation, dropped like pogs outta mouths drooling bottlecaps jerking off for the Frogs begging pocketbook Godhands to stay & play along - "Grab a bucket for the Rainsong before the day's gone," &

Pacifist Grin by supernova-stain, literature

Spun Sugar, a napkin drearily by supernova-stain, literature

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Spun Sugar, a napkin drearily

the wave struck the blockade city skyline salt spray & the poledancers never stopped spinning. the neon brochures & the dollar bill cures- when the fish rained down thrashing who was sinning? Well, it seems to me that the Culture yet is winning w/ the Biosphere, gimp stitches, & the necktie choke, still grinning. corsage against lapel a hornet nestled in it's shell while the sugar plum chest pumps, still spitting. & we are all Children asleep in our promised land -never bothered to ask what was promised. & we are all dreaming of marshmallow faeries impatient waiting on horizon for spu

NNJKZ: First Steps by supernova-stain, literature

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NNJKZ: First Steps

...or so they say but I didn't rise I fell from a calendar page w/ a salamander fang to thwart a corpses reign & the inkpen flame in my vein is reminiscent of the rain that sank Memory Lane what a shame... & the Shame is all the time we waste pickin' apart historical racists sniffin' up the vaguest trace of cocaine from presidential faces & the Shame is in the world we're born where a birth is a bill we can't afford where 'Survival of the Fittest' is 'Grind Until You're Richer Than the

Ms. Lucia Marmalade by supernova-stain, literature

NNJKZ: Bumblerocket by supernova-stain, literature

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NNJKZ: Bumblerocket

w/ a bottle rocket jumpstep set the graven road behind firemind amid horizon smokestack phoenix & the sky -Goodbye architecture. -Goodbye concrete, rust. -Goodbye agriculture, traffic lights, Federal funds. -Goodbye petty pot busts & cinnabuns, dejected daughters & sons, stocks, bonds, atomic clocks, Ragnarok & the dumb king kill cum where the setting is the sum of a few well-dressed men w/ furled brows, scratching heads twitching diamond thumb pens, dialing red phone calls & making good on bomb threats

Nothing Scary About by supernova-stain, literature

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Nothing Scary About

Such a strange sensation --a warmth in my lungs phlegm tastes ashy, says "Hello," to my tongue & I've got this strange feeling I should lock up the doors I should board up the windows lay asleep on the floor 'cause I saw a cloud falling I know contrails, they don't. I saw an angel hug the agent cloud but the angel was smoke & the Sylphs are a joke --fishbowl interface conspiracy webs wanna wrap us up & drink our brains thru REM membrane heads --they'll zombify us in bed. but I can't steer my mind from the cloud in the sky I've been watching for days on end. & it's been a t

Action vs. Message -- grocer. by supernova-stain, literature

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Action vs. Message -- grocer.

if actions transcend the volume of words, dearie you should have been SCREAMING! stomp upon rooftop @ lung tops, belt bombsongs to make skyscrapers wobble deli collapse @ knees & flood neon city w/ thinly sliced meats, bread & cheese Lunch in the streets! & Sunday morning page waste inkstain (snuff radio? earcum?) --the words were to write. action was timekill.

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Appleseeds for Sphinxes by supernova-stain, literature

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Appleseeds for Sphinxes

Chess With No Kings by supernova-stain, literature

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Chess With No Kings

Godhand NPC by supernova-stain, literature

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Godhand NPC

Pacifist Grin by supernova-stain, literature

Spun Sugar, a napkin drearily by supernova-stain, literature

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Spun Sugar, a napkin drearily

NNJKZ: First Steps by supernova-stain, literature

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NNJKZ: First Steps

Ms. Lucia Marmalade by supernova-stain, literature

NNJKZ: Think--Thunk by supernova-stain, literature

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NNJKZ: Think--Thunk

Sometimes I wish I could believe like you do sitting in the pew w/ your opaline eyes & a face of resolution marble bust forged by prayers memorized synchronized w/ the organ moaning I can ear your gold holy throat chime fingers interlaced simulate verses for you, there exists an afterlife Belief: a force of nature w/ infinite authority building systems of reality w/ rhetoric gravity Belief: the first, the last King, Code, & Kingdom. & Sometimes I envy stability of Reality characteristic of Faith & it's prodigality but on the other side of the s

EIDE: Pillar of Teeth by supernova-stain, literature

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EIDE: Pillar of Teeth

For days I dared not count, I wandered a vast desert in a land unfamiliar, leaving evanescent footprints in cobalt sands. Never once in my wandering did I find any sign of life - there were no creatures to threaten or accompany me, no cacti standing sentry in this arid abyss. No life at all, save myself, & after walking unknown distance for incalculable time w/o suffering thirst nor hunger, heatstroke nor weariness, I couldn't help but wonder if I was even there at all - was I alive? Was I real? There was no breeze to stir the sands, yet my footprints vanished w/ each step forward; no sun nor moon, yet the landscape wa

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HMDMCH9P2fw3-6.7fw by supernova-stain, literature

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HMDMCH9P2fw3-6.7fw

...Inhale. "So lately I've been hearing a whole lot of noise about our broken, doomed Earth & the tragedies waiting in Frames yet to occur - our souls are black & everything must be Saved. W/ all this dismal doomsday noise of course everyone has a plan to fix some broken & allegedly integral piece of the Civilization Machine - 'Socialized medicine will keep the sick alive' - 'Biofuels will resuscitate the atmosphere' - 'Murder the infidels that Earth may be pure'- 'If everyone smokes weed they'll all just chill out' - 'More cops means less crime' - 'Fuck it all & kill yourself' - 'Go vegan & recycle your newspapers' - 'Shave our heads & comm

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United States
Deviant for 17 years
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I have skin. I have bones. I have tail. I am rat.

Current Residence: Behind Skull, Ragged Glove, United States Attic, Planet Earth, Local Cluster, Somewhere.
Favourite genre of music: Alternative. Industrial. Electro. Rap.
Favourite photographer: Kayla Vee. Bee. Louis Stettner
Favourite style of art: Fractal, Vector, Abtract, Surreal. Fucked-Up.
MP3 player of choice: The one with my musik on it.
Skin of choice: Yours.
Favourite cartoon character: Professor Farnsworth (Futurama), Troa Barton (Gundam WING)
Personal Quote: "Hum dum, hum dum."

Favourite Visual Artist

H.R. Giger. Albert Oehlen. Glenn Corso. Alex Grey.

Favourite Movies

Fight Club. Reservoir Dogs. Pulp Fiction. Tekkonkinkreet. A Scanner Darkly.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

MIRAI. NIN. Aesop Rock. Neutral Milk Hotel. Jimi Hendrix. The Polyphonic Spree.

Favourite Writers

Allen Ginsberg. Ian Bavitz. T.S. Eliot. Hunter S. Thompson. William S. Burroughs.

Favourite Games

Final Fantasy VII

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS2

Tools of the Trade

Whatever the fuck is handy.

Other Interests

Fear. Beauty. Glamour. Insects. Theology. Gonzo. Babble.

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supernova-stain

Oct 11, 2010

Life Since k9.

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Well... ahhhhhhhhhh, fuck it.

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supernova-stain

Nov 14, 2009

Felines, Faces, and a Touch of Frustration.

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I've been happy with this site for a long time. I am happy with this site. But, being the American born fuckhat I am, I MUST nitpick the goodness for something to bitch about. My complaint is thus: IT DOES NOT MATTER HOW YOUNG AND GORGEOUS YOU ARE, A PHOTOGRAPH OF YOUR MYSPACE FACE IS NOT ART. IT DOES NOT MATTER HOW CUDDLY OR FLUFFY IT IS, NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR FUCKING CAT. NO ONE. NO ONE. NO ONE. (that said, note that w/o bias I include my own cat-obsessed girlfriend in the 'no one' category) YOU ARE A NASTY LITTLE WENCH W/ NO BUSINESS NEAR A CAMERA. YOUR CAT IS GLORIFIED DOG FOOD. NOW KNOCK IT OFF!

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supernova-stain

Sep 5, 2009

MMMHHHMMM.

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So, I got rid of some entries, moved some around, little this, bit of that, you dig? It's too early to re-hyperlink everything for the instant-gallery I've had posted for the past two years. I will do all that some other time. Until then, good morning. A dose of Love to all of you.