Thursday, February 9, 2006 at 3:54 AM Grant your wish:
2 litres full cream milk
4 eggs
4 tablespoons lecithin granules
1/2 cup of good quality egg & milk protein powder
1/2 cup whipping cream blend milk, lecithin, powder together, leave for 2 mintues until lecithin dissolves, add eggs and cream, blend again. To be drunk in 3 servings during the day in between major meals. Replace cream with 1/4 cup safflower oil, 1/4 cup water if desired. Driving Haiku
I drive into you
Oh my fucking god you slut
Your runnel is soft grapes of regret
My jewish grocer charged me 2 cents extra for a can of beans.
So I shot him in the head. Oh shit, my dick hard now!
PVB1 (+ bonus dream regard)
Sex
My penis is a vision of beauty. It is soft to the touch of the widow. The widow holds my penis in high esteem. It Lords over her like a soverign king. She does not decline the offering made to her by his presence. On the contrary the Widow loves the penis as she did once love her deceased husband. The penis killed her husband. With his divine endowment. How can I explain this to her. I shouldn't have to, the penis should do it. Ah, he is doing it, relaxing myself like Haemangels do. People say it's hard being a woman. It's harder being a sexual snake. My penis is the hardest sexual snake of all. He Lords over all like a rabbit among Guinea Pigs. Like a Lion among pussycats. Like an Irish wolf hound among midgets. Like a child among down-syndromers. It eats the weak, devouring their essence. Yes, my penis is a vision of beauty. Soft to the touch, yet elegant to the eye.
Sexual Gross Was In My Dream:
I was giving birth to him, and when he came out, he had a huge hard on. i was wondering why the labour was so painfull, and it was because Sexual Gross' cock was so fucking huge. It was pressing against my lunch, heart and small intestine. Anyway, he was jerking his huge cock when he came out, lathered in embrionic fluids and still teathered to me via his umbilicul cord. He came right in teh Doctor's eye, and so the Doctor couldn't see what he was doing and he accidently cut Sexual Gross' beautiful cock off.
It fell to the floor and crawled away like a caterpilar. Out of Sexual's bleeding crotch appeared what at first looked like a octopus arm, but was in fact, and octopussy (a creature with eight vagina's). The Octopussy smothered Sexual, and he died. Then it made sweet, sweet love to me.
And then i woke up...
Haikus by Ben
I attempt to write
Confusion and fear rape me
Am I aroused?
Family, lovely
So much pain for all
They fear me Pretentious love
Arrogant hate
Can my cock truly change? The stars shimmer bright
My blood burns and swirls in me
Why have I no pants? Until I have some money
I will never pay you at all
Hold still please On and on and on it flows
I reach for a towel
Shit! Why is my cock dry? I rise from my chair
Regret and pain assault me
These cursed testicles I spit on you
Blood, mucus, semen, shit?
I spit on you When my package arrives
I will give you happiness
Unsheath me quickly Dreams are cool
Long time to wait for incest
I daydream with my hands Knowledge catches me
As I run for the horizon
I just raped a child Until I learn to hold
All my essence in
Shit! your jaw is broken! Nights are bright and hot
Effortlessly I lose track
Days of burning hate Sexual in prose
So often does not achieve zen
Still my cock sleeps on Can it ever end
When I have such wicked eyes?
Young ones, run away. Now!
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A little more dream to corrupt the sanity
And fear and hope melt horribly with vanity
I don't know where I can hide myself now
Shadows run from me, revealing me cow Days full of greyness,
Nights lit with delusion
I'm stumbling and mumbling
Bitter confusion My head wants to burst
Blood feels infected
Happiness keeps dying
Despair's resurrected And time is the bitter drug that's injected
I don't have a choice
God can't hear my voice
Living fear, I am naturally selected
Down on the ground with the rest of the lost
No promise of heaven, crushed under a cross
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I write to avoid
Many nights and days smashed underfoot
Wicked and cruel is memory Exaggeration of desire
Grotesque manufacture spliced
Lies paedophilia, necrophilia Futile labour is
The only labour so then
What satisfies me? Why do my insides
Ache so constantly these days
I remember calm mind, body Horrible eyes
Never stop looking my way
I might cry Fantastic imagination
Insipid heart and soul too
Guess the rest motherfucker Restrict to find form
Break free to define myself
What silly nonsense My hair grows slowly
Chuck Norris is quite elderly
No grey hairs in sight Deviation is lovely
But, genetics should never
Forlornly mingle, parent Every day is so new
Never the same and yet
Constantly different Nature is perhaps
The most exquisitely of all
A guilded cage Blurry eyes spur
And blind me to the obvious
Quickly to bed Sighs instead of breath
Forget to breathe enough in
Need more than just air Never really feel
the desire to place my cock
Inside pretty mouth If television
Still remained unthought
Would I be happy? Hatred is really
Such a greedy way of pumping
Too much blood
Lo, erection! With mere subtitles
The actors of Angel deliver
Much better acting So obvious, sad
bitter-sweet smile revealed
you silly Prostitute My hated face
Mirror shows my father's lust
Or evil ancestry? Little baby cutie
Don't you know how often I came
On your mother's breasts? Hopelessness rewards
Wicked lazy selfish ways
With lonely limp loins Oh Steven Seagal
When will I ever see you
With a young female? Wily yeast infection
Remove my grizzly cock now
I'll eat you! At the time it was
It was nothing worth anything
Nothing else now When I come of age
Will surely be a time delighful
Sixty-nine years Sugar floss laughter
Nothing of sustenance surely
Stop laughing, you're sick World flips upside down
My brain immediately almost bursts
Hours ouch recovery Enchanting gentleness
Scarred me beautifully so much more
Didn't you know? (it is a bit like looking through old photograph albums. some of the pictures make you happy, others make you sad, others again make you cringe or blush. all is love) —MajandraFan | 
