Wednesday, 20 October 2010
NOT OFTEN QUOTED
We may possibly be best defined, not by our visible wealth or what we wear, but by what we say or what we have committed to a document. [Tough that on the fame drenched simpletons such as Posh and Becks.] Damn! I must be proper fucked. Do I care? Not very much. That’s not apathy. The fact is I am something of a literary rogue, so lock up your brain’s thought daughters.
Quite able to charm and soothe I choose instead, as I think fit, to court confrontation, rape your virgin apathy, enjoy a brief dalliance with it, shoot my load and move on. Awake now? You should be- it is a fact that ejaculate always stings myopic eyes like merry hell.
'Ghastly God is late again, her love is vastly overrated.' Mmm. I wrote that. It defines me well.
I so love it, the lingering controversy- the Holy Roman Church infested with cassock lifters, the C-of-E wringing white knuckle hands over Women Bishops, Gay Bishops and [waiting in the wings] Transgender Bishops who might finally add a certain theatrical frissons to the patently silly act of being frocked or, more correctly, ‘putting on drag’ or ‘cross-dressing’. And in the bosom of these faiths and the vast majority of all religions there reside well woven nests of fundamental vipers- the Bigoted Sexist Bishops, the majority of whom are black asps, who will not ever desist in hissing their unspiritual poison. Schism is inevitable. Ayes to the right, Gay nays to the left. The rotten snakes. Yes. I am anti-theist, a faithist, but I am not a racist- my partner of twenty four years is a beautiful human being and half-caste. We sleep together, weep together, have consensual man-on-man sex together.
Christ may not have had at his disposal an equivalent word in Aramaic for ‘frottage’, but my guess is he would have understood this phenomenally pleasant sensation and maybe he would even have engaged in it with any one of his disciples. Could Judas have been a spurned bum chum whose jealousy wrought such mythic grief?
Even the majestic Massai of the present day turn passionately bi-curious when off hunting- an all male enterprise [like most religions] where, as per tradition, cunt is never on offer but nubile boys are. Besides which, on every date I’ve ever made with this flighty deity I’ve either been dumped or got fed up waiting. I am no longer intrigued by the empty promise of some holistic orgasm from this call-girl of the universe. Get real. If I were a choirboy I’d be sorely tempted, out of sheer boredom, to spank my bishop during evensong. The answer, as it is was written, sits in your own hands or hastily borrowed handkerchief.
Do investigate the natural history of snails. They are able, in the absence of members of the opposite sex, to reproduce by fucking themselves. [Relatively uncharted porn-film waters.] I am told the sinning beasts are simply delicious with a buttery garlic sauce. Your idiosyncratic God just has to be a woman, GLBT to boot, a chef de cuisine, and she/he is nothing if not fiendishly inventive. Fuck! According to you she even made me. Call it an own goal if you like, a dribbling error by the perfect one. Bon appétit.
- DOG HELP ME
- NOT OFTEN QUOTED
- BUG-CATCHING BUTTS
- DOG HELP ME 2
- GAY HYPOCRISY IS ALIVE AND SICKENING
- WHY THE TRUTH PISSES US OFF
- WAYNE'S WORLD A STEP-OVER TOO FAR FROM THE REAL WO...
- DANCE ON MY SON- A possible lyric for the QUEER ME...
- SEX WITH STRANGERS
- NO POOF IS SNOW-WHITE
- BRING IT ON TOMORROW- new lyric for THE QUEER MESS...
- COCK MATTERS
- ▼ October (12)
- ► 2012 (18)
INFAMOUS EXPLICIT AND CONTENTIOUS CONTENT
- QUEER MESSIAH EXPLICIT AND CONTENTIOUS POETRY AND ...
- THE QUEER MESSIAH BANNED- performance project, mu...
- CHRIS MADOCH ART
- THE QUEER MESSIAH'S GALLERY OF HOT GAY IMAGES
- QUEER MESSIAH SHORT FICTION
- THE QUEER MESSIAH QUOTE UNQUOTE
- QUEER MESSIAH JOURNALISM
- QUEER MESSIAH THE BOOK- RUMOURS FROM THE BALCONY
- STRICTLY SAPPHIC
HAVING A LAUGH
'Put your hands up any heteros in the house. Ah bless. Now put your fists up any gays in the house! Wow! That's more like it- marvellous. I've got this day job, a nice little earner- sales rep for KY Jelly. Look- I know it's a stretch madam but this is supposed to be a laugh. Don't tell me your self-lubricating you're in the OAP seats.' CM
'The fossil stand-up with a walking frame, John Rivers- who thinks jewellery should yell CHEAP louder than fucking canaries on acid said of Yoko Ono- if she found her floating in her pool then she'd punish her dog. I knew that heartless bitch could be cruel to dogs.' CM
THE RUMOUR-MONGERS TONGUE LASHING NEWS DESK
MORTAL INSTRUMENTS Such are the demands of Hollywood that Lily Collins has to continue to pretend that her former relationship with JCB is in fact alive. A little bird tells me it as a dead as a DODO which was a very big bird indeed. Ha. Just like the writer of Mortal Instruments. Believe me the best thing about this movie franchise will be LILY COLLINS who has just delivered the performance of her life in the soon to be released LOVE ROSIE. An Oscar nomination beckons I reckon. And yes, I am in a position to know. THE NEXT LAME DEVELOPMENT IN SELF-PUBLISHING Saddo outfits such as the much fanned ONEIROS BOOKS actually self-publish authors who are too cowardly, lazy, lousy or inept to self-publish themselves. HILARIOUS. Of course you have to get through the onerous filtering processes. Licking arse helps. Judging by this house's nauseatingly variable standard of output the filters in place are utterly worthless. The poetry editor has no understanding of POETRY per se and is a piss-poor poet by any standard. They openly applaud themselves for being revolutionary. Pathetic. They are but a further evolution of the self-affirmation model and the modernly sociopathic ego. Steer clear. Do not indulge their risible waste of tree.
QUEER MESSIAH BANNED PLAYER
This is where the first tracks for the new band will shortly appear but meanwhile I will be showcasing songs from prior collaborations- this first one CALIFORNIAN QUEEN is from the album CERULEAN BLUE that I wrote with the genius Dominic Shaw. I do the spoken word and he does the lead vocals and instruments. He is not a gay man and is now heavily into ambient music. The album was loved by Phil Collins, Hit and Run Music and EMI- but eight years ago no-one had any idea how to market it.