Mandusa Gorgono
Current mood: Experimental

don't worry

you just can't get to me,

that's all...

I watch you try

Flapping your wings against this stone face

Didn't I tell you before?

I've already made up my Mind...


Oh(!),

I'm sorry...


that must have been someone else


(still...)


I suggest you blame yourself


I am Unreachable

I am UNTOUCHABLE

I SIT UPON A THRONE OF SHIT BEHIND THE GRINNING STONE

& I couldn't care less

YOU cannot break me

(you can't even see it)


I'm already in pieces...

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VALENTINE

HAPPY GODDAMN V DAY YOU SONS-A-BITCHES!!

Seriously though...I LOVE ALL YOU SILLY FUCKS...

Be blessed-

-WHITEBOY THE MAGNIFICENT

WARNING!!!! THIS MESSAGE WILL SELF-DESTRUCT IN 5...4...3...2...

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Update
Current mood: bored

As many of you know, I've been neglecting my "space" for a few months now. Some shit's been going down, and...umm....well...uhhhh...more on that later. Anyway, I'm back. So there.

-WHITEBOY THE MAGNIFICENT

Currently listening : V Is for Vagina By Puscifer Release date: 30 October, 2007

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GRINDHOUSE
Current mood: I knew it.

Trying to sound all smart and shit...

As a "certified" film nerd, I tend to get all excited when directors I like announce a new project. As such, I had been keenly awaiting the arrival of the movie "GRINDHOUSE" since I first caught wind of it's inception. That said, having seen the film this evening, I am more than happy to report that...

IT FUCKING OWNS...in a HARD way. It's JUST fun/dumb/sexy/brutal/nasty/stupid/awesome/killer/outrageous enough to be THOROUGHLY EPIC.

Hats off to ya, Mr. Rodriguez y Mr. Tarantino for delivering an INCREDIBLE DOUBLE FEATURE the likes of which have NEVER BEEN SEEN...

The fake trailers were great too.

Go see it NOW.


---Whiteboy The Magnificent

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SOILED CITY
Current mood: Assuaged
Category: Assuaged News and Politics

Here we are now

inside my lonely ghost...

The treasures that were brought to her

have failed in keeping close.

A swarm of tulip winged friends

dance in wild waves around the headstone.

Shaping broken dreams across the cool night

air into a nightmare scream.

This hollow corpses midnight eyes

have seen a bitter sorrow.

There's NO HOPE

of dawn within his finite gaze.

Only the rats that feast on bones of MOTHERS chest are left

struggling inside this maze.

Black is the tide that marches on...

...onward toward the soiled city.

Black is the tide that marches on.

Currently reading : Slouching Toward Nirvana: New Poems By Charles Bukowski Release date: 18 January, 2005

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Do you REALLY want kids?
Current mood: Huh?
Category: Huh? Goals, Plans, Hopes

I will NOT bear fruit DAMMIT!!! AAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!



Well....maybe.....someday............who knows such things..........

Currently listening : The Best Of The Doors By The Doors Release date: 08 August, 2006

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No more pie.
Current mood: Spiritual Crisis?! Nah....
Category: Spiritual Crisis?! Nah.... Life

NOTE: Please read the following out loud in a high pitched Hispanic accent......Thank You.

So, the other day I was ridin da bus, right....and for some reason I found myself deep in thought, contemplating the meaning of life and shit(or the lack thereof). I just couldn't figure.....what's the fuckin point, ya know? I mean, you walk around for awhile....trying sooo hard just to get a lil piece of the action, then.....BAM! That's it. No more pie for you muchacho. Well, like I said, I just couldn't figure......then, SHE walked onto the bus........

I had seen her several times before. She was a tall, gangly white girl with unkept hair and a slight acne problem. She always walked with a lurching uncertainty, as if she were completely horrified by the fact she was in 3D. One could tell by her demeanor that she was what you might call, "special".......still, that didn't stop her from getting up everyday, tucking in her Chick-fil-A shirt, and wobbling onto the bus in hopes of putting in an honest days work. Gotta hand it to her....

She struggled for awhile with the task of retrieving bus fare from her pocket, seeing as how she had a pepsi in one hand, and an open umbrella in the other. She set the pepsi(screw top, thank goodness) down on an empty seat, and attempted to put her fare into the change slot. By this time, the bus was again in motion, sending her fumbling about some more, before she finally managed to find a seat. Next task at hand? Close the umbrella, which seemed exceptionally difficult for her, as she began to close it around her own head. She struggled with it for a minute or two, but alas.........she let it go. Better to have an open umbrella on yer lap than a closed one on yer cap..........

I felt a great wave of pity wash over me. I began to think about how hard this poor girls life must be. I began to wonder how much teasing and name calling she had to endure on a daily basis. How many times had she been excluded from all the fun, if only for the way she was born? I started getting angry. I started thinking about how fucking hard life is for everyone.....I started thinking about the Congo, Liberia, Sierra Leone, Israel, Palestine, Lebenon, Iraq, and on, and on, and on..........does God even exist? Does he/she/it hear our prayers? Well, he sure as shit doesn't answer them, and I've got proof! I was on the verge of tears......

I just couldn't help it......one salty blob rolled out of my right, then my left eye and on down my face. I felt like a big pussy. Much to my relief, nobody noticed. The bus was quiet that day. Unusually so......I glanced over at the girl, who had somehow managed to close her umbrella....I found myself hoping that she would be alright. I took a look around the bus, and felt the same hope for everyone else on it, everyone in the world even.....perfect strangers, yet strugglers alike. That's the one thing we all have in common. The struggle....

Words cannot express the comfort I felt at that moment.

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Naked Swimming...
Current mood: Damn Skippy!
Category: Damn Skippy! Life

Saturday....The kind of day most people reserve for a little "R&R".......barbecue, some beer, maybe a little sport.....and hopefully a little sun before stumbling, half hearted and tired of dreaming, back into the shallow routine of the 9 to 5, Forty Hour Grave workweek. This structure has never suited me. Matter of fact....none has.......complete and total freedom has been my one and only steady desire throughout the many hills and valleys of my life. I want Saturday EVERYDAY....

I realize that such a desire is, in fact, incredibly unrealistic. I myself have succumbed to the herding instinct of our species.....I wake up on Monday....get to work by 7 a.m.......get home by about a quarter to five....EAT....SHIT....do what feels right for the short amount of time left......then.......I sleep. I do this until about quarter to five on Friday....then I buckle down for some of that precious "R&R". Just like EVERY-ONE-ELSE.....

Don't get me wrong. I'm not afraid of work.....I am just sick and tired of doing it for nothing more than the fucking sake of doing it!!

All that said...this past Saturday was particularly enjoyable. It was full of all the usual stuff...drinking beer.....eating kabobs....baiting hooks for squimish girls, lounging about with only the open water ahead......but the thing that REALLY got me......the thing that REALLY turned me on again to the kind of life I've been missing was this.......

......SWIMMING NAKED in the moonlight.......

-Saturday's never empty when she says goodbye,
she's full of Sundays life.....

Currently listening : The Sounds of Science By The Beastie Boys Release date: 23 November, 1999

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JESUSLAND
Current mood: They...are...WATCHING!!!!

Some MORMON Missionaries knocked on my door a minute ago. Now...I know what these guys are all about, but that still did NOT prepare me for the shock I encountered. I greeted the "leader" of the 2 with a big handshake, and before he could say a word I let him know, "I know who you are, and I wish you the best of luck in accomplishing your goal."

"Oh, uhh.." He kept trying to get a word in...but I just would not let him. He then asked, "could we trouble you for a glass of water?" I told him "of course", and closed the door. I searched the kitchen.....no clean cups. I KNEW he wanted me to invite him in, but that was NOT going to happen. I just wanted them to leave. I then went back to the door....I THINK this is when the SHOCK came, but honestly....I was so shifted out of place by what he had said that it could have been before.....he said, "Is your last name Stephens? Aren't you a member?"

WHAT THE FUCK!!?!!?!! You guys keep TABS!!?!! I mean...what the fuck?! That means that somewhere in the annals of Jesusland there is a RECORD of me. Just how does it work? When you get to an area, do you just google search for ex-members? I was only baptized because my mom told me to be. For fucks sake!! I was 9 years old!!! Granted...I stuck around for awhile...that is, until I got wise.

Well, because it was(and still is) sooooo damn hot outside, I forced 2 dollars into his hand and told him he could get water a couple blocks away.

He then asked me, "Do you need our number in case you need something?"

With a grin I answered, "I don't need it." And with another firm handshake, our little time together was over.

I hope they find what they are looking for.

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DRAGONFLY.
Current mood: CAPRICIOUS!

I've been chasing dragonflies......

......seduced by capricious colors.

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