He is a boy sleeping against the mosque wall, ejaculates wet dreaming into a thousand cunts pink and smooth as sea shells.

All writing is in fact cut-ups. A collage of words read heard overheard. What else?

There's a boy across the river with an ass like a peach; alas I was no swimmer and lost my Clementine.

Political conflicts are merely surface manifestations. If conflicts arise you may be sure that certain powers intend to keep this conflict under operation since they hope to profit from the situation.

For God's sake, keep your eyes open. Notice what's going on around you.

Most all methods of capitol punishment are designed to inflict the maximum of humiliation - not attempts to prevent suicide.

There's no place for impractical dreamers around here.