
with jessie darlin at BEATSHIT nite LINZ
jenny streugut pics
Audrey Penven catching me having a moment at my opening RESIST she SAID

audreys blog
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Pirates are the destroyers of all obstacles
their buried treasure is hidden
in caves at the centres of labyrinths.

Sin by Franz Von Stuck
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Rock n Roll Nigger WIEN 1978 Or WIEN 2008

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Whenever evil wins, it is only by default: By the moral failure of those who evade the fact that there can be no compromise on basic principles.
— Ayn Rand
Angel in the old growth treetops in Tasmania and the satanic verses explained

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before our wild-break doll-core gig below i am doing a Presentation about artists using free Software servus.at linz
Servus.at Kirchengasse 4, A-4040 Linz
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GIGS
solo
april 11 SUBOTRON 8 bit sound eve Vienna
with jessie darlin'
april 18 so u n d s b r u t e Noise/Break/Core cafe Strom/linz
april 25 Lassingleithnerplatz 2 w Darlin’ @ EU Erotic Union: Art, Activism, Culture Welt-aus-stellung World-Expo-Sition
april 26 wohnzimmer Vienna
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I no longer felt like making any move, but I also wanted to go away and never see them again. Not because I was lonely or bored, but I wanted proof that I could do it. The memory that i was once able to do it.
It's because my weary body was so heavy, that my mind started wandering so freely. I thought about the sea I had never seen.
My eyes were closed but I wasn't asleep yet. I tried to picture the sea and how i had heard it never ended.
I would have liked to contemplate something, as even and endless as my own weariness.
I fell asleep...
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Those who find ecstasy do so not by visiting the shrines of civilization but by trudging in the swamps of human destitution and misery. Our literature of ecstasy recounts the dark nights of the soul and encounters with mystics in the slums and in the refugee camps of genocidal wars.
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http://muxtape.com/ good place to share music with your friends that have internet and personal computers connected.
[which is not as many as people always go on about for the olskool tpes]
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thoughts for the day:
* The cemetery was my favourite place in the world. *
_ I said I want to go where I've never been before _
* There i saw that the angels and the dead bed together. *
_ I was living in a room that was in the slum. I was still sane. _
* I entered of my own free will, so that I could become nothing *
* because I believed, only when I was nothing I would begin to see. *
_ I had no idea what i was doing _
* I wanted to live there for the rest of my life. *
_ I had no life. I only loved those poets who were criminals. _
* As if I were on an Ocean *
_i began to write emails to people i didn't know, not in order to communicate with them _
she whispers *the sounds of the pirate radio station in the attic became louder and louder *
* Now I remember what the pirate girls say, they say the ancient Greeks sick of the priestesses and fortune-tellers who were controlling the future, transformed Hectate into death.
from then on, Hectate was invoked only during clandestine rites of magic, named black by the local politicians and at the same time I my family was reduced to ordinary dog. *
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