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Abdul Al Hazred

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joined on 06/03/06
last updated 04/23/08
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Ahh the Absurdity of Me:

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Jibber Jabber Shuggoth

It's starting to become an excellent Spring. How Weird Street Fair was better than ever this year. I made the most of it and Freaked out Thoroughly and with style. Good to see all my friends there. Dancing and expressing the best of San Francisco Strangitudes......

Just finished a CD of tracks. It is somewhat ambient music, some beats, and my own twist on the mating of digital and analog. Busy working on some more tracks for the Summer. To all those I love, the Best I wish for.. To... read more
Thu, May 8, 2008 - 11:24 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
I've awakened into Dreams that have stalked me
In the past they were Shadows with Agendas of Amour Fou
I've found my Theater of Futurismo
Wrapped around my Walk
Curled around my tongue
Unfettered, I'm in the Bay and now I can Talk

Make Love burn within the Machine
Work Hard, Play Harder
Whisper into the Cyborg's Ear
Dance Motherfucker Dance
Drink Wine and with spinning Eyes
Communicate with that which comes
Not Wicked, But fucking Lovely.....

I'm a Space Admiral of the Noisy... read more
Wed, February 20, 2008 - 12:46 AM permalink - 0 comments
 
Pre-Samhain Ritual preparation:

I lay in my own adapted Death Posture for hours whilst bombarding myself with images of Corpses, Manson hippie mayhem, Jonestown, Iraq, Serial killer victims, corpses of unknown paupers sent to the Ganges to half burn, then dumped into the River....Saddhu's awaiting the tasty morsels of hot brain due to pop out of a well cooked skull, faces all ashy and tattooed with Dirt, excrement, Blood, and Divine Madness.....

This led to imagining Myself as differen... read more
Sat, October 28, 2006 - 10:02 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
Reflections of Death into Birth
and Out Again

An esoteric agent of Aghora-faux-big Lust. Around my neck hangs skulls of many deaths borne.
In their bleached teeth are clamped Roses red as blood, frozen with all thee Love
Fermented in Babalon's cup and Jizzed in from the Void up above

Inside this assumed Form runs the licking Flames of a Smashan's
Palace of Corpses, Hashish, Intuitively blind Obsessions fetished into
Surreality's excremental paints, raw poisons, and Ashen Faces
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Wed, October 25, 2006 - 3:48 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
This image of Cerri is akin to what I see glow from her often. Fantastically Beautiful. Here's to missin' ya....baby
Sat, October 21, 2006 - 9:04 PM permalink - 1 comment
 
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