Category Archive: 4fucksSAKE!

real arthead is primed in these times because this cannot stop “it.”

Acute Deprivation does something to the creative cerebellum akin to conscious asphyxiation in those who’ve never formulated an honest response to lack. You don’t just ‘find air elsewhere. ‘When the oxygen hits you burst into flames.

IN Cleveland speak being a niggardly motherfucka was EEOC in the 80s-2000s.

As in…. “Lookit Dis Nigga here…how WE ruined your fn career? Y’old creepy , crepe-y ass mad and mollified ya sins ain’t Absolved by calling on tha blood of Our Patron Saint of Comedy Richard Pryor who WE all know never liked yo’ ass? We ain’t say the shit motherfucka, you did!How tha fuck YOU Thinkyo ignorance is on our asses in any way otha than like tha ‘shit on a shoe’ that Is even having ta work with yo azz is beyond Me~”

…all expressed with a glance , a brow and a muttered “dis Nigga~”

ah… the sheer, poetic beauty of patois.

I’m saying his father is shitty enough for him to have a pretty much never-ending cascade of negative thoughts and preambles churning in him for his entire adult life, that may have all but subsumed his actual him… that even incorrect use of K could ostensibly alleviate & correct use of it could possibly utterly eradicate.

& Really, when you look at it poetically… it even makes sense OF him staying present in that mix of monstrous humans. His time in the White House doing all of that could have been the first “out-picturing” of all the virulent chaos demons he’d been infected with since childhood. They finally had tangible faces after whispering shit that made his hair fall out early all those years. Faces…he could finally punch in the eye. It makes sense of him thinking he was “saving” Miller’s wife from the slush pile if he was in Dark Forest / Hansel & Gretel mode, not getting she was a handler. and it , once again… makes or gives Creedence to… the part of him beyond the crush of it all…seeing these fucks for what they were and what they were covering up… and going “We’re a LOT of things, but we’re not that” & on That day… okayed the ending of Adobe Pro licenses… as a failsafe, one the kid him trying to be at peace with the monsters out the closet didn’t see.

“Be continually on your guard against the [a]leaven of the Pharisees( the fake-assed, phony-assed, posturing like they're 'the best of the best' repugnant Narc motherfuckers) [that is, their pervasive, corrupting influence and teaching], which is hypocrisy ( them gatekeeping their way into the mix= the aforementioned 'leavening')[producing self-righteousness]. 

2 But there is nothing [so carefully] concealed (all their dank-assed, dirty-assed, child-eating, victimizing motherfucking bullshit that they Thought they were gonna get away with due to opening their asscheeks to Lucif's crazy ass ova there[when even HE caint stand their asses]) that it will not be revealed, nor so hidden that it will not be made known. 

3 For that reason, whatever you have said in the dark will be heard in the light (motherfuckahs~!!), and what you have whispered behind closed doors will be proclaimed on the housetops( so talk yo shit, playboy like it aint gone ef you up dat azz~).

The Angel, happily being given the 21st Jesus's anger translator assignment for Luke 12:1-3amplified bible scripture by pops[ aka God].