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About Me

Erach Algernon the bi wing fighter plane with dirt in his pockets and dirt in his ears and dirt in his eyes. A plea for hatred against our enemy and his cruelty. Raise up all you armies of children, undefeated still, hand on your shoulder, fucking stale jesus fisherman breath on your neck. Shall we find, all who seek? Pain is a part of the game. Set your jaw and bite your Lip.

Awake Sleeper and Rise From the Dead.

Eat his flesh? Start with the Ear. Hold Him Responsible. Thy will be Changed.

[1] Meaning uncertain, could be "holy people" or "outlaws"

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 06/01/2006
Band Members: Seth Schaper. Eric Roser. Morgan Black. RC Hampton. Algernon Caruthers.
Influences: times when we were pissed, other times when we have fun
Sounds Like: hot wind in your eyes, sand in your panties
Type of Label: Unsigned

My Blog

..just wanted to share this with you


Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 01:42:00 GMT

bleach

theres a song about a golden dream that a young black man wrote.  and you know the way that sometimes things get lost and reshaped and kicked out of your brain? well after a very long time, i cou...
Posted by on Mon, 12 May 2008 23:44:00 GMT

Learning Curve

I want to say something like be careful, or you can't get/take/give it back, but i think the more accurate way is something like:  you never get anything twice.That would be my advice.And in this...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 22:07:00 GMT

swellsocket

touch medon't touch mebless me'let me see your beauty broken down'the healer, carpenters touch,tonight will hurt.that broken hearted lovebut where else will you find worth?i'm sick of fighting, but i'...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 21:21:00 GMT

this uncomfortable silence means i love you

Yesterday, of all days, was Independence Day.it gets easier every time    ..whole lotta shit that is..my flesh cries out:  a good bunch of fucking consolation Your Will is God.&nbs...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jul 2007 14:01:00 GMT

some brilliance

words written on the wall of imagio that morgpac and i were graced with while the shitty ass worship was going on:'HAIL SATAN''PUSSY BITCH FAGGOTS''CUNT''PUNKS NOT DEAD''I CUM BLOOD''HAPPY CRACK''TRY ...
Posted by on Sun, 06 May 2007 14:03:00 GMT

imago die- er, dei

went my ass to imashio. usta go there all the time.  i was driving back from saw rah's his house, went like this:hey. eric. don't go to the bridge. fuck that shitbrain? is that you?  ...fuck...
Posted by on Sun, 06 May 2007 13:23:00 GMT

unclog that massive turdy build up

ideas are the new black.
Posted by on Sun, 06 May 2007 13:20:00 GMT

what's up bill murray?

i was telling sara tonight.. i've been watching royal tenenbaums like a damned addict for the last way back to way back.  seen the mother about a million times.  and by the end, i've always ...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 01:36:00 GMT