josef k

Don’t try and point out his contradictions. He is contradiction.

A pkk militant with a picture of attaturk on his wall.

The last of the global proletariat who lives in north London with a grand piano in the kitchen

A gay, wheelchair bound, blind, Muslim bme who reads the telegraph and hurrumphs when people play the bloody race card.

He is the entirety of human experience. Yes you cannot beat him. He will subsume you.

the party has no president. it is anonymous, transtemperal and terrible as a result.

I sprinkled all my cosmic dust over him though. I mean allah brought fourth commands, edicts and the like. I gave tea the real deal. the ultimate psychedelia, the essence of music the minimal simplicity yet complexity of vision. he should listen to that tape in its entirety. the universe guided me to it because i guzzled the universe. if tea wants to go to war with me then he has to attain my level and guzzle me.

sadmanbarty said:

Tea, you didn’t know you were a 23 year old female lit student who heard stormzy for the first time 6 months ago.

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Lol, I guess I've been called worse things.

sadmanbarty said:

A pkk militant with a picture of attaturk on his wall.

The last of the global proletariat who lives in north London with a grand piano in the kitchen

A gay, wheelchair bound, blind, Muslim bme who reads the telegraph and hurrumphs when people play the bloody race card.

He is the entirety of human experience. Yes you cannot beat him. He will subsume you.

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I really have a visceral disgust towards all that music, whiteboy indie, whiteboy pop punk, etc etc.

It's not because it's white, i am big into Ligeti and that, but it is the most atomised music of the decomposition of exchange, where the capitalist class can only flood the youths minds with the most superficial commodities. it's like socialist realism all over again. how dire. no cosmic wonder no futurism no synaesthetic emotion expressed through quartertonal melod progressions no exagerrated grandeur like prog rock no amphetamine/sugary sweets charged happy hardcore e-motionalism. just earnest realist teenage anxiety. fucking execrable.

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I really have a visceral disgust towards all that music, whiteboy indie, whiteboy pop punk, etc etc.

It's not because it's white, i am big into Ligeti and that, but it is the most atomised music of the decomposition of exchange, where the capitalist class can only flood the youths minds with the most superficial commodities. it's like socialist realism all over again. how dire. no cosmic wonder no futurism no synaesthetic emotion expressed through quartertonal melod progressions no exagerrated grandeur like prog rock no amphetamine/sugary sweets charged happy hardcore e-motionalism. just earnest realist teenage anxiety. fucking execrable.

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I quite liked Green Day when I was about 15. I haven't listened to them in over 20 years because I'm a grown-up now and not, you know, a simpleton.

I posted it because I vaguely remembered a song called 'Walking Contradiction' and because I thought it might get a reaction. And by golly, you didn't disappoint!

I bet no-one has ever used the word "quartertonal" or talked about Ligeti in response to a Green Day tune before.

it's not about being grown up. it's the earnest feeling. the authenticity, the sincerity. sincere fascists and sincere liberals and sincere socialists defending the decrepit remains of civilisation which will destroy the species whilst it destroys itself. nick land was the most moronic dilettante who lived in fucking barns and had existential traumas as his mum was too busy acting like a duchess. don't blame me your man took too much speed. like i said ddrugs do not equate to being a head. Luka is a head but sometimes i think he pushes people like you into wreckless pursuits. he is able to ascend into that realm but you are too undisciplined and protestant, because the laws of dialectics show us that the more protestants try to subject everything to the logic of abstract utilitarian labour (in short the more they agree with a disintegrating capitalist ideology) the more the repressed rears its ugly head, but when you are a head the repressed is in symbiosis with your inner beast. it was a big mistake for him to give you dmt. you were not ready. he should have pumped c.c.c.c. in your ears for 21 days whilst only giving you water. that's how you would have attained level 9. unfortunately you were bad at sonic the hedgehog and are now at level -1.

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it was a big mistake for him to give you dmt. you were not ready.

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Not sure what you're getting at here. It's not like it did anything terrible to me - if anything he was surprised at how little it seemed to have affected me afterwards.

I've been chewed up and spat out by mushrooms and various other things years before I ever met luke. TBH I find this gatekeeping attitude about how there is a correct way to do drugs and a correct way to respond to them pretty tiresome.

perhaps drugs are not the right way to approach this. perhaps changing your name to Sebastian or Charles might be the better way to induct you into the cult.

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perhaps drugs are not the right way to approach this. perhaps changing your name to Sebastian or Charles might be the better way to induct you into the cult.

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I dunno man, those sound like names for people who might use the word "cockwomble".

you really have no humour do you?

thirdform said:

you really have no humour do you?

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I've got plenty. But you're letting yourself down with an insult that boring. Shouldn't you be calling me a lecherous prude or an obese anorexic or something?

can't win with these cops can you. always so insufferably tunbridge wellsian.

anyway my views on this whole dc miller vs power vs k-punk ordeal.

Tunbridge massive'll merk you Bury St Edmunds pussyholes in five seconds, any place, any time.

nah, i knew someone from tunbridge wells in the rave in 2011. thing is i was gonna ask them on a date for some hot steamy cross class passion but then they just.. disappeared.

It's a bit weird though isn't it. people moan about not being stalked but they are so narcissistic that they have linkedin profiles open to the public. so after a few weeks after 4 glasses of triple ouzos i went on linked in, and there they were, working in the HR department of a company. pretty anticlimactic. couldn't even get some feminist outrage for being an oily turk. really disappointing. no wonder u lot couldn't even invent fish and chips.

This is really really long and I haven't read it yet, but will:
https://ninapower.net/2019/03/14/248/

I read it. Ben Watson sent it to me and Barty for some reason.

I'm sympathetic naturally. I used to drink like that and still do unless I'm constantly vigilant, and constant vigilance is fairly exhausting. I don't feel obliged to extend that sympathy to 'Jmurphs' podcasts however.