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Friday, May 1, 2009

"daddy incarnate"

special, special! what do you get? another drop. in the cosmic ocean. we escape our lives & love is paranoid into noises succumbing out of our way of praying. our kneel.

fear based models of god creep into sin as death. and the fleshpot model of sin devours sin. this is the paradox of our pretense to godhood. shit and farts and bodily juices. we are disgusted by our incarnation. so much so that we lust for it.

our godhood thus is crafted out of self-disgust.

a pretense to self disgust to destroy self disgust.

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