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  Wed Apr 13, 2016 11:58 pm 
American world-view:
they attack us because…'cause…they envy our “freedoms”!!!
They hate us, because we are too good, too rich, and they are eviiiiiiil, they envy!!!
Sharp, not arrogant, not narcissistic at all
Not infantile
Nothing a child would not fall for
What a convoluted way to comprehend the world
That one insults because you are the most blatant, out-landish, hypocrite, way out there
most complex form of Modern insanity, might be too much for you to consider, a little
But I might be bitter
you’ve become a joke, me bloke
and that is why I poke
Look at me, you scream
Looook at meeeeee!!
Look how pretty, genius, loving I am
not a ham
Did we not all learn something from your master?
not mine
The one who’s feet you sat at, from behind
because daddy was unkind,
someone you had to escape to find yourself,
out there
reinventing yourself a Hellene?
how he mind-raped you, B-ill-eeeeh
when you were vulnerable and ill
how he penetrated,
you emulating on someone else
passing on the “love”, I guess
did daddy make you feel that small?
Nice tails, and oh how he adored you,
how he respected you, no?
No!
how he pretended and humored you
And you, who can have any woman, lost one,
she settling for one “beneath” you,
the only one that got away
when she could have been a queen
Casanova in your own dream,
I find
but I am always unkind
don’t you mind
Look at me…look at you
By the gods you’ve fallen over the deep end,
my “friend”
From one boy-toy, you go, to the next,
wanting to be their b-ill master, blaster,
decipher of text
or master-baitor,
the strokes for later
Imitating the “great one”
The only true Nietzsche-an
What a dominating impact he’s had on you,
poor shrew
and only you,
and perhaps a friend or two
Oh Billy!!
when one finds a woman and becomes a man,
a new youngling must replace the loss,
fresh meat
at your feet
in your quest for manliness, for b-illness, a ready host
who was lost
how old are you, again?
A man-child playing guru,
nearly forty
You shall be missed
in a place only good for jest
and you the head-jester
and prime molester
Oh how I learned from B-ill
a thrill
Though what I cannot recall,
it was not so decisive as it was in your psychosis
Before him, BB, it seems
I had no character at all
was small
He inflated me
like he made you
hard to forget
that’s too bad
don’t be so mad
here you are, now, with your idiotic vids
making Igor’s left and right out of kids
Like they created the Taliban
not so fun-ny
honey
it’s all for da money
he will be so proud,
you the true heir of his inheritance
and I a no-body
fo-sure
Back to the van-clan,
oh-Brian
Have fun
I’ll be watching from my window
feeling pity
for my-self
not value-selfing
as I ought to
Ta, Ta
Last post  Re: Igor Jakob
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:23 am 
Yes, a philosopher always represents a fundamental problem.
You are part of a failed solution.
I’ll move on, but not after it is perfectly clear that you threw yourself at me at every juncture; that my own deterioration here correlated with your involvement with my life. It is apparently the case that I affect you physically. Dissonance in your soul, you hate what I say but love how I look and what I can do. Classical problem, entitlement issues. The people wish to own a specific person. The person responds to this in unfavorable ways, is affected too much by the appreciation of his importance. Corruption.
Wotan, blood god, lift all curses.
  Re: Igor peitho
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Posts: 438
  Thu Apr 14, 2016 1:45 pm 
I love you thinking of me distressed
physically ill, by you, my dear
A lover’s desperation after rejection
it is clear
even my sarcasm is taken seriously
in your self-absorbed witticism
to taste, again
that man-crush, from a new man
the inspiration for the van-clan
an illness with the B-strain
how magical he was
to a lost boy
full of need for recognition
ambition
for power
Though females come to you easily
for real?
In your demented head all is possible
ILP is full of these fabulous declarations of self-exaltation
Ha!
Why go, you belong here
a sanitarium
you show no such reservations with the masculine
With them a daddy you found
and a daddy you wish to be
for free?
Ha!
This is where your homo-eroticism exposes a father figure
that was a stifling shadow
I own nothing and no one
nor do I desire to do so
like you
projection is how you drop your panties
and so the van
child-molesters vehicle
on the run
What “solution” needy man-child?
world needs no solution
you do
rebel without a clue
It needs discovering
uncovering
collecting and saving what is gold
sold, by usurers like you
on the market for ego
with repackaging
for fame and fortune
manipulator of feebleness
you gather a tribe reflecting you
and power expands through weakness
did you not call,
Igor!!
Igor!!
I have unraveled you
and found myself
in self-value-ness
did you not collect old-spinsters to help you in the chant?
or did you wish to “hurt” me with words
thrown from far?
sweet man-child
you are not pleasant to look at
I lied, feeding into your vanity
plain, at best
and being ugly, like me
gives me objectivity
Ha!
feast and be released
What has been lost is shame
even the words used have been seduced
and use shamelessly
But you like it that way
don’t ya? it helps you sway
back and forth, up and down
then you can use words like a small boy
on a seesaw
hope-selfing, self-hoping
love-selfing self-loving
god-selfing self-goading
in your boyish world rocks can be baptized
self-giver
all is alive for the road-shaman
knowing it does not matter out-there
but does inside
metaphors to create mystique
with you the center piece
look at me…look at him
look at me…look at you
look at ME!
LOOOK at MEEEEEE!!!
words to exploit and attract weakness as your own
give them what they lack
denied to you
a lame duck
quack-quacking quackery
boys with no daddies and a poor family
Christ gathering them under his paternal wing
raising them up
on feathers
he pulled from his fowl-rump
Will they fly, for long
or like Ikarus…be lost
cAnus also thinks
every response is a validation
of his argument’s inspiration
of his indubitable effect
It is a common symptom of a shared
dis-ease
and look how many suffering here
each more loony than the next
the one “throwing” himself
is you
your life on display
begging to be appreciated
like you know who
to be seen
revealed revelation
his ghost still overpowers you
you want to throw it upon an other
If you leave, nobody will care
what despair
then come back to expose yourself some more
expecting positivity
vid after vid, pic after pic, post after post
with you the host of need
will they be mesmerized and come?
will they help you cum?
love/lust
Dionysian
valuing
a prostitute wears revealing clothes to draw eyes,
to sell herself on the street corners
and then complains when some are not so kind,
offering for her love nickles and dimes
and she deems them un-desirable, un-usable
worth-less, her price is high-errrrr
that man-slut is you
Allll you
I, a voyeur
It’s not you…it is me
Now go!!
  Re: Igor Ierrellus
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Posts: 12544
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 3:07 pm 
Well, hello Dali
Of rap.
And what is this folly?
It’s another trap
For catching ego.
Meanwhile, here we go
Trashing Igor while
He can offer no defense
But a smile.
  Re: Igor peitho
Joined: Sat Oct 11, 2014 5:22 pm
Posts: 438
  Thu Apr 14, 2016 3:56 pm 
Defense for what
saggy hag?
For the words you cast about
as if they were magical?
Love
Hope
humanity
oh, the insanity
what am I on trial for
you spinster fool?
Did you not beckon to the monster?
did you not pull words from your behind
did I not respond in kind?
If you dared to define a word like “love”
you would expose
you are a withering rose
of feeble prose
a ho of show
casing, one for the books
for looks
a woman pretending to be a man
romantic and sublime
wanting to be wooed
and loved
with lovely concepts and pretty flowers
Did I come looking for you
or did you beg for me
to come?
you tease
If unwanted attention you despise
stop showing your anus as if it were a prize
a covenant of bitches
gossipy around their pot
inhaling the fumes from their but-tox
calling it per-fume
that they consume
when they ass-ume
Who is it that makes extraordinary declarations
begging for a thrashing
and when receives he cries and screams
who is it that says he is so great
no wo-man can resist
and all he has to show
are little boys and old hos?
Such brazen insanity
finds its own in ecmandu-like minds
somewhere in in Katmandu of behinds
Last edited by peitho on Thu Apr 14, 2016 4:02 pm, edited 1 time in total.  Re: Igor Ierrellus
ILP Legend
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 4:01 pm 
Ad hom in verse.
What could be worse!
  Re: Igor peitho
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 4:06 pm 
Ah, innuendo when no response is expected
a cowards wall
behind witch
he feels protected
ad hom, that old gem
how safe you felt,
when no Igor was on the prowl
bravely you did growl
I seek your contribution to this nut-house
and what I find is trash,
collected by a mouse
If you do not wish to be mind-raped
don’t expose your orifice so openly
There are monsters out there
your mind cannot comprehend
buried, as you are in romanticism
now run along and try to mend
what is broken
  Re: Igor Ierrellus
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 4:18 pm 
You have nothing to say
On any day,
But curses against other contributors of post.
It’s a waste of poetry,
Narcissism— a mind at war with itself, projecting that war onto all others.
Really trite and anal retentive stuff–
Food of a good education
Turned to vomit of egoism.
To defend myself against your profiling, I would have to admit that your poison is food.
As Walter Kaufmann once said, 'One can smell a rotten egg without being able to lay a fresh one."
  Re: Igor peitho
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 4:35 pm 
I say plenty
and more than waste my time on garbage
I cannot salvage
nor care to try
preferring to watch it dry
I also define every word I use,
and can show it in the world,
not imply it in my mind
as mystical in kind
because it makes me feel good
as all “truth” should
I am accused of egotism when all around
morons declaring themselves invincible abound
godly
profound
with words, like yours
void of meaning
with no connection to anything in reality
like love
which if you tried to define
expose how pathetic you are, in no time
you’ve become used to the rule that states
all must be humored and respected
no mater how ridiculous
explaining this forums quality
completely
this is no philosophy
a sell-help group, in the infirmary
a sanitarium of fools
one deserving sex,
the only one, no less
does he jest?
another having explained it all
another with numbers
to have deciphered’ the divine
and your master
who can have any woman,
because he has those like you
This is your sort of “sanity”
and it is I who is the egotist?
The Igor you seek
is in your mind
which is fine
by me
you are part of mediocrity
Do not taunt what you cannot cope with
Timeless wisdom
  Re: Igor Meno_
Philosopher
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Location: Mysterium Tremendum
  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:06 pm 
As in poesy of previous
Times fallen out,
Of grace withal
To be pitied can some accost,
Those who not redemption
Seek, connect with earlier deliverance, the salve of ageless beauty,
But words like yours so familiar and self subjecting,
Done before with gusto and hate,
In Maldoror and DeSade, understandably rebellious,
Lucaferien in the nature,
Loved yet rejected of, by what Yea denied he, the love’s intercession,
For yea Soul,
Irrespective of the gravity of it’s sin,
Delivered you into It’s arms.
Nay, rebel no more and reject not
It’s awesome power.
  Re: Igor Ierrellus
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:12 pm 
peitho wrote
I say plenty
and more than waste my time on garbage
I cannot salvage
nor care to try
preferring to watch it dry
I also define every word I use,
and can show it in the world,
not imply it in my mind
as mystical in kind
because it makes me feel good
as all “truth” should
I am accused of egotism when all around
morons declaring themselves invincible abound
godly
profound
with words, like yours
void of meaning
with no connection to anything in reality
like love
which if you tried to define
expose how pathetic you are, in no time
you’ve become used to the rule that states
all must be humored and respected
no mater how ridiculous
explaining this forums quality
completely
this is no philosophy
a sell-help group, in the infirmary
a sanitarium of fools
one deserving sex,
the only one, no less
does he jest?
another having explained it all
another with numbers
to have deciphered’ the divine
and your master
who can have any woman,
because he has those like you
This is your sort of “sanity”
and it is I who is the egotist?
The Igor you seek
is in your mind
which is fine
by me
you are part of mediocrity
Do not taunt what you cannot cope with
Timeless wisdom
What a waste of words! All ad hom, which is the weakest form of debate.
  Re: Igor peitho
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Posts: 438
  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:22 pm 
With so much
dis-ease
what is a diagnostician to do
sit back and watch health dissipate
lost in time, reinvented as a new health
use words to redefine it as a coming new age
of man
no
I take pleasure in cleaning up shit
love a spick and span work area
and those coming to philosophy
to find chicken-soup remedy
I give pharmakon
do or die
too much has already been lost
too much humoring and tolerance
has allowed sickness
its arrogance
now it will declare itself the new health
No,
not on my watch
if they wish for peace stay home and masturbate
indulge in whatever makes you feel well
come out, in public and then taunt
big mistake
look around this modern depravity
this ILP
sickness
insanity
declarations so absurd
one must comment
but not you witches
you love the magic of b-illness
and the one who does not
must be the ill one
you taunted and called,
now that is crazy
not expecting to be confronted
using words you cannot define
not defend
now that is insane
without showing what little spinster women you truly are
not sublime
An Igor you constructed
wanting to sacrifice him as idea, not as real
while around you filth
you accept as part of your decadence
your freedom from sanity
words
words are the secret
define them
connect them to world
and you lose your weapons
harmless women, full of superstition
no distinction
look what you put up with
here
as if no insanity is present
protecting it, from itself
because it is also your own
sadness is you, most intimate
pity yourselves and what you’ve become
shameless
when even the word shame has been hijacked
by Christianity
now secular man, is shameless,
along with atheist
as though the two go hand in hand
as though with god shame was also killed
and pride became ego-laden
founded on words
words
Igor needs to ring the hells bells
Last edited by peitho on Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:26 pm, edited 1 time in total.  Re: Igor Ierrellus
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:25 pm 
Poetic vomit does not appease Igor’s existential dilemma.
  Re: Igor peitho
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Posts: 438
  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:27 pm 
Ouch
one more brilliant declaration
Bravo
poor soul
desperate you’ve become
with Igor around
dare to define love
let your marbles fall
I’ll rip you a new-one
and you know it
because you sense you are dumb
founded
un-grounded
full of old wives tails
How long will you escape reality
with words?
Bury the apparent
before it buries you
  Re: Igor peitho
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:36 pm 
Ierrellus wrote
Poetic vomit does not appease Igor’s existential dilemma.
What do you call the mediocre prose
before Igor arose?
a revival of genius?
a rose
Flattery?
womanly gossipy whinery?
Yes…when it pleasures us it is good,
when it hurts us it is bad
hedonistic measures
ad hom, one moment, intellectual commentary the next
and through it not one mention of ideas
All about Igor
and what he is, and presumably does
how ugly
how alone
Igor this
Igor that
what cowards
what cunts
What is Igor’s dilemma?
Do tell
Assumptions will be ad hom
I hope
  Re: Igor Arcturus Descending
Consciousness Seeker
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Location: A state of unknowing
  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:39 pm 
Quote
How long will you escape reality
with words?
Bury the apparent
before it buries you
But how not to seek reality without words?
Words are the tones, the vibrations, the outer structures
to our thoughts
thoughts diving beneath the apparent
give rise, like a geyser, can form reality
like a sculptor forms transforms barren rock
True, qualia gives rise to meaning and truth
but that too must be given form and shape
through the molding with words…
Igor is confused …
  Re: Igor peitho
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  Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:43 pm 
Words are representation of abstractions.
They symbolize abstractions in the brain.
Abstractions are simplifications/generalizations of the apparent - interpretations.
Abstractions are either in reference to the apparent, or refer back to ones noetic constructs.
Self-referential.
For example…a ‘unicorn’ is a mix of abstractions that refers to nothing in world but back to mind, where different abstractions can be mixed at will
like some placing words in any place within the sentence continuum coming up with, surreal absurdities, like value-selfing, or love-selfing, or consciousness preceding life, being before existing.
detachment form world permits art to become creatively crazy.
no cost, when life has become easy, and rights to life and love ensured
All becomes decadent, games
art as expressing personal trauma, taste
it is pure noetic construct - fantasy
take the word ‘god’, the christian kind. It contradict the real by implying an absolute, which is found nowhere in experience
It is pure abstraction.
Confusion is yours
Call me Nazi
Cut to the end
It is inevitable
Part of your pattern
no birth-date or star sheets needed
Take ‘love’, now made divine by detaching it from its function in nature.
Words detached, permits coward and fools freedom to confuse themselves, seduce themselves.
Sheltering enables insanity to flourish, because there is no cost to being crazy
Love refers to a particular behavior associated with heterosexual reproduction, later revolting into social cooperative survival strategies…not a mystical divine magical power
words…symbols/codes referring to abstractions/noumena…noumena referring to phenomena, or back to mind and more noumena.
The last is self-referential detachment, practiced by your kind.
It is evaluated by how many, quantity, it seduces…with its positive message and its good implications
quality is denied…as the quantity of connections between abstraction and the phenomenon, the apparent
The criterion is converted to emotion, to popular appeal, to selling marketability, exploiting human need, human fears.
Reality is not constructed, poor thing, it is un-covered…the phenomenon translated into a form the mind can process.
Language is art
The artist does not invent the flower he paints, he renders it using a medium, as perfectly as possible.
He interprets the phenomenon flower into a form he can understand.
One does not seek reality in words, poor thing…words represent what is perceived sensually.
you are a child of the book, first comes the word…for sure.
This is your confusion
Now work in holocaust and leave in a huff.
  Re: Igor Ierrellus
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  Fri Apr 15, 2016 5:32 pm 
I called for a huff, but one never came.
Oh well,
Igor is still in hell.
  Re: Igor peitho
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  Fri Apr 15, 2016 5:41 pm 
Poor ol’ hag
no more magic in her bag
the only trick left
is a whore’s clef
Igor is in hell?
and you in la-la land
using words you do not comprehend
the world a hell for you
weak and cowardly that you must defend
sad hag
little spinster
lookin’ for the mister
to save her from the world she cannot endure
a Hades for her, for sure
Igor is content
this will surprise,
a wicked spinster wanting his demise
so content
he can engage what for a wo-man is too cruel
so much you’ve contributed
to this asylum
I laughed and laughed
you dreaming of him weeping
hoping
wanting
subjectively divining
  Re: Igor WendyDarling
Heroine
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  Fri Apr 15, 2016 5:52 pm 
You are so wrong. Disappointing.
  Re: Igor peitho
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  Fri Apr 15, 2016 6:13 pm 
excellent points
all around
no greater challenge can b found
to a mind like Igor’s
sad and miserable
waiting for a definition of “love” that
will not make him giggle
like a schoolgirl
suddenly discovering her virginity
after years of being fucked silly
Willy Nelson
to all the girls I loooved before
so easy to seduce a young whore
and to adore
her plays of innocence
when the smell of decadence
engulfs her cavity of depravity
Let us share fairy-tales
like children
in the schoolyard of our past
at last
let us give it an adult name
like…philosophy
and love it all the more
  Re: Igor Jakob
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  Fri Apr 15, 2016 6:25 pm 
Igor stared out the window, again. He seemed to be standing there, staring out into the garden, forever. The rain was softly coming down, he loved the rain, it was natural to him to love it, had loved it since he could remember. He didn’t notice it but he was content, maybe happy even. The axe hung loosely from his fingers. He watched a bird settle down on a branch. He imagined the juicy insect it would soon pick out of some hole.
A schoolgirl was passing by on the street. Her face was pointed forward in an animal-like trance, it was as if she had a snout. The rain was falling softly on her and she didn’t mind, he could tell. If he had a daughter he would like her to be like this girl, he thought. She would be a good girl. But he was worried about marriage, and kids, he didn’t want to think about it. He then thought of Rosie from the dairy-diner up the block, but he didn’t notice it. He just stood there, breathing.
  Re: Igor WendyDarling
Heroine
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Location: Hades
  Fri Apr 15, 2016 6:30 pm 
More of the same.
  Re: Igor peitho
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  Fri Apr 15, 2016 6:35 pm 
The narrative unfolds
page by page
wrinkle by wrinkle
a story of rip van winkle
out for a tinkle
look at me…
look at me
Please do
but only if you approve
whistle happily
as I disrobe publicly
but if you do not
turn away, you vain brat
you perv
so needy of love
so desperate
I settle for my fantasies
shape them according to my desires
if they do not love, they hate…
beyond good and evil
he says
there I am more than a simpleton
I am all man
  Re: Igor Meno_
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  Sat Apr 16, 2016 5:36 am 
Yes yes, huffed him, his mind trying to wrap around this discontinuous tale, with a cast that definitely didn’t come from central casting.
He remembered his only role, which was not at all in
line with what he had in mind: playing Igor. Poor him,
Desperate for a role, any role, he opted to audition for Igor in Transylvania. The only shtick he was
accepted for was soft porn, and…and…
they drove up,with the whole cast to some run down villa, the stout nosed girl following, and there, the lead, Frankenstein was played by an unknown
John Holmes. Skipping the lurid parts, the director,
Mammon Drickner, decided to used a forties type film
noir style to re shadow Igor’s member, by throwing a shadow of it on the wall, as a dildo placed within, stuck out of his fly.
The stout nosed girl giggled and said something idiotic like, he’ll if you really knew how long it was,
then you would be captivated.
Nevertheless, during the filming, when Igor and Frankenstein were cavorting on top of a table, it suddenly collapsed. There was laughter all around,
and amid protestations the director decided not to
cut the unintended scene out.
Everyone thought it was great fun, and the compelling unity of
the production was not greatly dehanced.
Then after a while, the director came in, dragging a disheveled writer behind him, accusing him of degrading the art of filmaking. He screamed out loudly.
“You can turn a story into a film, but never the other way around. You violated the integrity of Igor, as a believable character.”
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