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Jun 2016
well **** yay Herr Gott, thanks for the hand,
now watch it wave a: bye bye
while your belittled parasites
jack-you-off knee bending
with an our father...
or Muslims readying themselves
for **** - sell me a *******
carpet will you, i'm eager on
the tapestry;
Wittgenstein was right,
the only way to deal with you
is to antagonise you -
i wouldn't side with Christ after
Auschwitz or Chernobyl -
he can hang on that sacred geometry of his
for as long i keep ingesting
yawns, no bother, and about a hundred
wilderness prone grizzlies
about to eat a chow mein of croats...
i rather mention Isaiah and the over-salted sea
they called mare mortus than whatever;
why is it that all the problems of existential
value begin with olive skinned peeps?!
who gave them the authority of snipping
excess skin of ******* emblem and designating
our thinking to this revision as if it were
an elevation? stricken Abraham and
doubly-impoverished Isaac... no wonder
a carpenter's son came to "save" us -
welcome ****, keep it tidy with Abraham's
wish to take the life rather than circumcise.
up your's Michelangelo! Sistine forwarding eternity, amen
and the vacuum of space; Descartes was
worthy the amiss too - whatever bargain
none was fuelling a revival that became a masochistic
religion, so ******* ridiculous it had to survive
for the jokes and pranks akin to Nietzsche.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
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