Salutations My Fine Amoeboids

Give me your hand and let it tremble, I have a theory that I am feared by some. I cannot prove it because those 'some' keep running.

There is a small plastic figurine pointing a gun at my head. I smile at him, patronising his vision or manliness. There is another man at the door, feline, he likes chicken, I dont have any in the house right now.

"Mister"
"Mreow"
"Mister"
"Mreow"
"Mister, sweety"
"PrrMeow"

Yoshitaka Amano

Those of you who know not the wonder that is the art of Yoshitaka Amano are soon to be enlightened.
Amano's World

On a Steel Horse I ride

You watched me die in my dream last night, with my back torn open, sitting against a wall in a pool of my fast cooling blood.
I have been fangoriously devoured by a gelatinous, amoeboid leviathan from the fathomless depths of the wild blue wet thing.
Big words are the rythm of the moment.
Baby, Get Rythm, if you've got the blues.

Toe Tag

Case no. 991-910
The body is 64in long, weighs 164 pounds.
Television is a distraction, a skull is about to be cut open. Buzz buzz, nothing like the tool for the job.

The Sinners Are Much More Fun

They say there's a heaven for those that will wait
Some say it's better but I say it ain't
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints.

They've tried to sell me jesus. I've been told that I'm going to hell. Thats a relief, I told them, all my friends will be there too. We will continue in our blasphemy and 'evil ways'. Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?
We'll rock and we'll roll. Baby we'll bring the house down. There'll be sex, there'll be music, there'll be blood, sweat and grease.
Join us.