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Name: Pablo 'trinity' Bathos
Age: <Hetronomous>
Cultural Background: Raised by a commune of half-ants, half-wolves.
Job: Was my favourite book of the bible.
Music: Never speak to me of music.
Favourite Sonic Youth song: They're all good. Sonic Life!!!!!!!!
Inspired by insipid vanities, caprices, and conceited devotions, I offer only to confuscate/ obviate in a patronisingly bi-valent dialogue with imaginary assailants, compatriots and ur-potential bedfellows. Herein, we give lie to the domains of certain death - there is no opposition, only the purity of post-orgasmic, devolved and withering cascading disseminations, lost in an intensified fabric of sub-reality; our, herewith, 'community', such as it is, relies upon not the denial of any semblance of consistency (ration, logic) but the joyous expulsion and explosion of a [sub-] pseudonymity-self realised in vacant planes of ones and zeros (there are ten kinds of people...)
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Message boards are the last vestige of the spent masturbator, still intent on wasting time in some neg-heroic fashion. Be damned all who sail here.
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Originally Posted by Savage Clone
Last time I was in Chicago I spent an hour in a Nazi submarine with a banjo player.
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