Toki Wartooth - ProfilesArchive

About Me

the most brutals guitars playing in dethklok. better than that dildo licker skwissgar. i hates him. i'ms not even from norways, he just say that so hes don't feeling lonely.

My Interests

DETHKLOK, writing, singing, guitars, playing guitars, music, writing music, playing music, [especially the most brutal kind of metal] art, drawing, graffiti art, graffiti artists, poetry, reading, tribal shamanism, philosophy, science, math, the truth, drinking, girls, dogs and pretty much all animals and nature in general.

I'd like to meet:

brutal peoples, and peoples who like metal. but no skwissgar fans. hes can suck a fat tits.

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Music:

DETHKLOK, alkaline trio, the casket lottery, mastodon, gorgoroth, shai hulud,in flames, small brown bike, the promise ring, sunny day real estate, the gloria record, mineral... etc

Movies:

terror planet, reservoir dogs, true romance, idiocracy, aqua teens hunger force colon movie film for theatres [i loves that guy].

Television:

DETHKLOK, aqua teens hunger force, space ghost, home movies

Books:

bukowski, salinger, dostoyevsky, pythagoras, iamblichus are some of my favorite writers.

Heroes:

my band, dethklok and matt skiba

My Blog

the red light chronincles: volume I

measuring these ruined streets in steps, not miles. they never seem to end; "this place is killing me."lacking former innocence. like photographs through swollen bloodshot eyes;the details are to...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 08:25:00 PST

erratum

these hands are dirty, lacking talent; tearing at this beast held up inside. with a broken piece of glass, all the things under the skin that should be left unsaid, now ...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 12:18:00 PST

desert funeral.

one year. in one year i've seen two cold seasons and one rediculously hot. i worked, and i waited patiently. it was my fate to come here to this country. as now, it is my fate to return from it. i don...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 09:35:00 PST

firing pin dents the primer.

blood swallows sand. dust drinks blood. everything turns and faces itself. so take me home.and when i lift my hand from the bar to my mouth, i'll see the reflection there. not lost or alone anymo...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 11:41:00 PST

maturity's harvest.

at this point in my life, i feel the need to harvest these fields of corn that surround. but my harvest was lost at the price of maturity. and these remain...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Sun, 30 Jul 2006 03:51:00 PST

i am the monster:

this run down cathedral made glorious in the right lighting. it reaches out with gnarled hands to climb the social graces of the block it occupies. whithered and weatherbeaten, she paints her stained ...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Tue, 23 May 2006 09:53:00 PST

the daughter of the king.

"nature never draws a perfect line," darkness whispers as she carries me through jagged razor wire. she comforts me and puts her hand in mine. to navigate this hell on earth where i laid my ...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Tue, 16 May 2006 11:21:00 PST

on kissing and car fires:

blue is only a refraction of the whole. a hundred thousand angles of what he's become. turning aspects on their side. never forgetting without walking backwards -- so this is how it's going to be. tru...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 12:48:00 PST

midvale crucible.

a child swings in a park across the street. she doesn't realize that at this moment she is the pendulum from which the rest of the universe marks its frame of reference. it's the middle of the night a...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 11:51:00 PST

echelon.

in the darkest early morning hours, a deafening silence. everything at once. helicopters and small arms fire. a lull in the onslaught brings eyes to the moon. just a half smile wrapped in paper. ...
Posted by Toki Wartooth on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 12:00:00 PST