Fingers of God

A big hello to me, Terry Steppenwolf, from he who talks to himself because he has some experiences about which he’d like to tell himself, because there is no-one else to talk to in this place. Hello Terry. Hello you, my listener, my friend in my unconscious, who has come up this evening to listen […]

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ThE ArT OF SOUL SPLITTING or ThE DOMINATRIX, ThE CATHOLIC PRIEST, AnD ThE VIRGIN MARY

After she had emptied her bowels over his masked face, and he had masturbated himself to orgasm, there is this regular silence. And for a time he lies naked, completely still. His face is covered with death, his stomach covered with life. He does not move. She remains squatting over him. Her stench matches his. […]

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His Stigmata

How it is that a quite ordinary man, his name being Jack, finds one morning that his body’s extremities, the arches of his feet, the palms of his hands, and his forehead just below his hairline, bear open wounds crudely encircled by thin burn lines, all of which he has no recollection of receiving? No […]

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