i'm a pagan: i was born yesterday...
please try to convert me:
but as much as i adore the logic sustenance
of Latin letters in the dynamic
of Hebrew thinking
i can't join the tribe:
such is their exclusivity anti-racism ha ha...
my choices... hmm...
become a christ-*******
or Allah's **** all in *****...
******* in prayer
***** up in the air, gentlemen! like
you just don't care! who-ah!
oh the release of emotion with those letters:
better than any sing-along surah
no mantra conquers: who-ah!
Al Paccino style scent of a woman: who-ah!
ooh: i'm getting the jibbly-fiddlets-poonnanie...
remind me: a long time ago:
if an atheist met god:
the god of the eaters of gods
the semite god eater
the yahweh who ate up Baal... etc.
and then tried to conquer, quelch, quench...
YQWQ the yaqwuq...
the darkest bride of how impartial
the yahweh was
with Adam and Eve
to split that headache of the siamese
twin Æ...
      oh but these are not mere hieroglyphs:
nature happens:
so do mutations...
suppose you throw a sacrificial lamb into
this slaughterhouse of ideas:
you think: poor semite...
improvising with the Greeks
you might conquer Rome
and... and... at the same time:
conquer the north with your milḥemet mitzvah?
us pagans would not secure rooting
in ontology etymology and
the likes: there would be no mythos ascribed
to us?
perhaps the Slavic gods yawned:
but Europeans retained the Nordic influences
so stressed for children
in cinema with Thor and etc
because Zeus was too Henry II
Angevin etc etc
        the god eating other gods
had indigestion and outright coinstipation
when dealing with the pagans of the north
it had to breed tremedous intellect
of individuals:
blindly walking north to the chimney of
Auschwitz
with the crucified son
that conquered the realms of Huitzilopochtli...
humming i hum too:
like a rainbow *******
a head that arouses Salome...
        so he sacrificed his son to create the zombies
of the north: these pedantic *******
oops and oosies
yet a memory of Odin remains...
it's even pop...
couldn't digest these gods: not even with your
crucified ******* christ and added
to spice some salt mumbo jumbo
of kosher pork and the Islamic peoples
threw their own stink into the matter
this hitchhiker no celestial worthy
no... if that wayward projection of a people:
imagine the Jews as Dwarfs in the
Lord of the Rings... a people displaced:
but how else would you encourage conquering
a people's spirit and their mythos
with your own and leave the ground
so desecrated with secular atheism
     this ******* this worm of a womb
like i told Edie though:
i'm trying to reimagine the brothel:
but i can't... because the best ****** come
out of the church...
a crusade here: a jihad over there...
          but if Jesus was just the standard to
give allowance to the "father"
to go as far as to eat the gods
sculpted in marble of the Greeks: who did take
the hook and sinker:
why are we still reminiscent of Odin
and Thor and Loki? and popularise them?
maybe i'm all looking awry...
the consecrated son of conquest:
but beyond the Roman Empire there were
the unforseen nomads, barbarians of the north...
i believe in the organic deity that
is at fault and also dumbfounded by
the grand awe of the yawn of indifference
that is the cosmic verse:
like oasis and the verse
like blur and reef: four brit-pop bands...
notably the latter bands had two songs
better than the former:
better man and give me your love...
i'm still searching for that poem i left
Edie in shrapnel(s)... purposively plural by choice:
oh jeez these pink communists
are driving me mad these stone-suckers
i'm being drilled... to expect so much more
from people i hardly want to talk
to them...
    each night shift i return home all
coked up on insomnia i see these lethargic
lice and dumbo doughs
and it just wakes up a Vlad the Impaler in me
and i think that being impaled
would be a better sacrifice: seriously? just crucified?
how about two weeks spent being
impaled through the **** up to the throat?
did he? die for everyone?
i'm pretty sure Judas died for himself
sure as **** he hanged himself before
Jesus was crucified...
           unless the current state of affairs
in England is no longer
****-
            hyphen! hyphen! prefix! prefix!
ugh... -stani     suffix! hyphen! suffix!
tender little lamb to the slaughter of my verbiose
cunning... some more some more
all the other littles...
                  but like one Ukranian girl said
to me: so these gang rapes and all...
i couldn't get a **** out of an English girl
even if i wanted to...
these was the French Grenoble exchange student
the Australian, the Russian girl...
now i have to fly all the ******* way
out to Kauai (in Hawaii) for some smooch...
but an English girl? no...
and i hear of these ****- **** gangs
of eager 15 year old English girls and i'm like:
huh?! seriously? that easy?
just give them candy and botox then
pour some petrol on them and tell them
you'll smash their teeth out if they don't ****
your blistered skin ****?
  wow... that easy?!
            the Ukranian girl just said: so...
where were those girls' parents?
           i don't know: i'm sure i wasn't there...
so for these Pakis to get all that freely available
jelly and juice and here i am
having to fly over 7000 miles to **** a girl
in Hawaii...          great...     super...
thank **** i'm not English: to begin with.