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FIRST OFF I AM A HORROR WRITER, I REPEAT HORROR WRITER, AS WELL AS MUSICIAN AND ARTIST. IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR MOVIES OR ORIGINAL INDIVIDUALS WITH FUCKIN' TASTE THEN GO SOMEWHERE ELSE. ALSO MY PICTURES ARE YES, IN CASES, FRIGHTENING AND EVIL LOOKING. REFER TO THE TOP OF THE PARAGRAPH! THANK YOU...J. M. STELLYP. S. NO RELIGIOUS BULLSHIT! SAVE IT, I DON'T CARE.OTHER THAN THAT PLEASE ENJOY THE POETRY, ART, AND WILD AND WHACKY WORLD OF... J. M. STELLY Visit my storefront to learn more >>
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Get Your Own Voice Player ManageI am an artist, musician, writer. I practice sacred geometry and also do suspension. I love meeting new people and seeking new things in my life. I love also to ghost hunt. I am the the author of "Faces of Madness" (www.lulu.com). Please feel free to ask me anything.
The Violent Reaction

The Debut Album from Synthetic Anatomica "The Violent Reaction" available now on iTunes!

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"Macabre" the new book of short horror stories by J. M. Stelly

"Macabre" the new book by J. M. Stelly The Stories"One Night Stand""Passenger""3-10-03""The Waltz""Sonnet of Pain""The Diary Entry of Pain and Seduction""I Muri di per Sempre""In the Service of God""T...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Sep 2009 20:18:00 GMT

Epileptic Solution to the Massacre of Misguided Faith

I.The gun is empty.The heart is breaking.Dying is my exercise.The river runs red with the dead.And the eyes glow orange in dark setting.Spiral into energy.Blowing into the sunlight.Only to give new me...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Aug 2009 23:39:00 GMT

Obscurity in a Glance

Embraced by deception.In order to consider moving into anger.This decision plagued by motive.In a climate too hot to handle.This machine breaks me down socially.In order to create this man before you....
Posted by on Wed, 05 Aug 2009 22:54:00 GMT

"RUIN" the NEW Synthetic Anatomica Album

1. EGO2. American Funeral3. Sun Burned Sky4. SUPER EGO5. Mass Suicide6. In Death We Discover7. Eyes8. Child Hood9. My Fault10. Better to Kill God11. THE ID12. We Die Alone13. The Most14. Climb in It15...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Jul 2009 12:56:00 GMT

Something Inside Has to Change

Wrap yourself in flesh.Just to know who you are.This soul is dead deep within.And nothing seems normal.This eye above.Peers at the constant.This safe home.Seems so comforting.But as soon as I close my...
Posted by on Wed, 27 May 2009 23:57:00 GMT

A Flash of Pain Upon Ruined Flesh

Simply put. Dying out.This disease inside.Is just a list of shit I've pushed down.Put the gun to my head.Blame me for your mistakes.Cutting through the sky.Just to touch ground again.You can't see any...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Jan 2009 19:30:00 GMT

God’s Little Camel Toe

Smile.Dirty face.Fact.Sucking at the gates.Burning the grounds.Dirty little whore you are.Seeing through the soul.Complete is the anarchy.Burn down the bridges.Surfaces falling apart.Sucking and sucki...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 17:45:00 GMT

Her Night Out on the Town

The machines turn.Turning into death.Complicated, dirty whore.Drowning in cum.Blood drenched and dying.Swallowing her fellow man.She falls apart.Making what comes to her glow.With pain and suffering.C...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Dec 2008 01:11:00 GMT

Absolution in Regret

All this waiting.Seems so mundane.Constantly evolving.Constantly in change.This collective shadow.Breathes in waves.The sound of my own heart dying.Is the tragedy of the war of my own.This mind collap...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 02:13:00 GMT

Knowing the Lines of a Collective

Gladly I pass this stone.Hurtful.Warm to the touch.Suffering alone.With no one to comfort my wounds.This shadow bleeds.Tragic is the snow covered heart.In which no soul calms.Silence the voices that t...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 01:38:00 GMT