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Tuesday, August 05, 2003

so of course i hadn't heard the actual sideshow minneapolis horror because i can't hardly watch those stinky suits who present the news and so it wasn't till i talk to momma on the phone i get the story. jesus wept. course i know that all this is just laid on to divert my attention but what kind of self-respecting fag would want to be a smelly assed episcopalian bishop? it's precisely like them jews dying to live in washington connecticut and southampton. fags and jews and niggers think they play their fag jewish nigger cards i'm gonna look the other way when they suck up to those murdering new englanders whose nasty blood burns under my tortured squirming flesh. but i'm more fag jew nigger than you motherfuckers. i'm gonna be your mirror. the only shame i ain't gonna eat is that of being an irish american.

"quin, the only problem with iran-contra was that they got caught. it was basically a great idea."

sandanistas didn't have round little babies? little round babies who struggled up to walk until the day some murdering drug dealing cia mercenary bombs their fucking village because the thing about that bush family and their kind is they ain't happy unless they killing something through the week and on sunday have some skank episcopalian priest tell them it's o.k.
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//\//\// oh this is doctor earning binky screaming at himself in the nightmare magical surreal hell of the american ether. trapped forever in his tourette rant motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker. ain't this an ill country sure? the red white and blue it all of it means blood: the white blood of america's insane mythology built on that horrible racist jewish testament. the red blood of america's murderous past, its muderous present, and its god help us probably always murderous future. the blue blood of america's sick poisonous ruling class. you'd think them blue bloods'd toxx out but they got a secret i'm gonna share with you today. the doctor is in to give up all the secrets. them blue bloods check in once a week to the episcopal church where they let them priests suck some of that toxx from them. then them priests, all full of toxx, go down themselves a fifth of something and try to keep their minds off boys. "specialists without spirit," mr. weber was quoting goethe, " specialists without spirit, sensualists without heart." * we got us a nest of crazyass caligulas running this country and all of them scared to death of pussy and scared of their own dicks. john ashcroft gotta cover up statues afraid he's gonna get a woody looking at some marble boy's danglies //\//\

//\//\ this is the empire of dr. bienke //\//\/

death in texas (circa spring of 2000 i think)

i can't see the future/

i just look at the past./

you want something you can be sure of./

there's death in texas./

i've been dicing with heaven (throwing my bones at the stars)/

i've been turning the cards (kings and queens, aces and eights)/

you want something you can be sure of./

there's death in texas./

some of us believe that cristianity and capitalism/ are twin viruses burning their way through the history of humanity/ and they reach their apotheosis in the state of texas/ from whence shall come a prophet/ to fulfill the augustinian legacy/ destroy all flesh/ destroy all flesh./

i can't see the future ( it's a scrambled channel available only to these rich folk in these towers high above us)/

i just look at the past./

you want something you can be sure of./

there's death in texas.

*the protestant ethic and the spirit of capitalism.

fragment of the empire of dr. bienke/ song 'death in texas'......
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