GOD IS DEAD

God is fxxxxx dead, said Neitzche.

Nietzche is dead, said God.

Both God and Nietzche are goddamn dead, said... guess who!!!

(The anonimous undertaker whose sacred name is Who-who-who.)

here I CUM AGAIN, dear comrades!

Ok, this is my first time as usual, so please don´t be so creatively boring when sending me your opinions. The floor is all mine...

By the way, do you happen to know what the left hand image is about? No? So that´s gonna be your first assignment for your mind´s sake...

BYE.

Yes, the answer is...the same question? Who knows who, my dear only stranger at the zoo, who-who-who you ain´t at all tonight or were or will tomorrow´s flight?. PERHAPS, maybe perhaps, you´d love whipping everybody´s personal slaves or just spoiling December´s children to death on your fading nasty way or screwing up that pattycake or suzycreamcheese so cozy and juicy on your naked lap, who else?. Whatever lady or gentleman in honest distress would say in such a memorable place like this, on your last day on this earth,

is

DON´T FORGET WHAT THE DORMOUSE SAID! (FEED YOUR HEAD)