"Necronomicon Apocalypticus Fragmenticum Infernum"
The break up of the Infernal Hellish powers.
What say ye? Ye do LOOK brave. Surely the Elohim will not shrink from the greatest battle of ALL!!!
"...Ah, ha, my lord, this prince is not an Edward!
He is not lolling on a lewd day-bed,
But on his knees at meditation;
Not dallying with a brace of courtezans,
But meditating with two deep divines;
Not sleeping, to engross his idle body,
But praying, to enrich his watchful soul:..."
Richard III Act 3. Scene VII
My new video streams are videos from my "R3" project, a work in progress based on Wm. Shakespeare's "Richard III" and certain Bible passages... Richard in this scenario is a Black ops agent that decides to kill his way into the crown of the King of Rock. These videos are the most banned rock videos in the world, and Richard's band "The Apocalypse Joy Segment" the most outrageous Rock Band in world history!!!
The Necronomicon Eros Kama has enraged the Pope, and the Auto De Fe has declared Richard a "master" heretic and mad... Yet Sometimes Saul wearies me with his teasing, robbers and spoilers and businessmen, unconcerned with what God destroyer of worlds, could do with and to them... And then I think of The Directors Guild. Sitting there, boasting itself in wisdom and understanding, and omnipotent in it's photonic conceit. And then I think of the Sphere, The Liahona of Hollywood that God and the Smith Brothers set up.....
"....There is still the Treasure. But this can be done. Wait awhile, Kaa of the Rocks, and see the boy run. There is room for great sport here. Life is good. Run to and fro awhile, and make sport, boy!...."
Rudyard Kipling "The Kings Ankus"
"....For if there come unto your assembly a man with a GOLD RING, in goodly apparel, and there come in also a poor man in vile raiment;
And ye have respect to him that weareth the gay clothing, and say unto him, Sit thou here in a good place; and say to the poor, Stand thou there, or sit here under my footstool:
Are ye not then partial in yourselves, and are become judges of evil thoughts?
Hearken, my beloved brethren, Hath not God chosen the poor of this world rich in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which he hath promised to them that love him?...."
".....For thou didst not give so much heed unto my words as did thy brother...
among the people of the Zoramites. Now this is what I have against thee; thou didst go on unto boasting in thy strength and thy wisdom. And this is not all, my son. Thou didst do that which was grievous unto me; for thou didst forsake the ministry, and did go over into the land of Siron, among the borders of the Lamanites, after the harlot Isabel....."
The Golden Treasures of Joseph Smith
"The Book of Mormon"
THE BOOK OF ALMA THE SON OF ALMA
And now the day of vengeance of Poor Richard and Geraldine Hope whom ye sought to devour by means of the invocation of the glittering dragons head.
".... For jealousy is the rage of a man: therefore he will not spare in the day of vengeance.
He will not regard any ransom; neither will he rest content, though thou givest many gifts..."
Now that I've slain your Daemonic lover, mine enemy, that sought to cast me down, I will pursue my cause beyond the veil of life and death and beyond time and space, and beyond this world and even the next.
"...Behold, Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor Love them: for I am a Lord over Angels. And I, even I, am a jealous Angel, visiting the iniquity of the Mothers upon the children unto the third and fourth INCARNATION AND REBIRTH, of them that hate me;For thou hast trusted in thy comeliness and Angelic cherubic beauty and enticing naughtiness: thou hast said, None seeth me. Thy wisdom and thy knowledge, it hath perverted thee; and thou hast said in thine heart, I am, and none else beside me...."
The Revelation of Yog Sothoth
you KNOW what I'm gonna do...
Cybotron: Rik Davis
Ma'Jinn of The Isanami Cyber Ninja
alias Cap'n Black Richard
alias The Dread Cyber Lord Apocalypse
alias The El Ma'Arij D'Jinn
aka The King of Wak
Rik's CYBER ANIME ARCADE
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''....There was in this singular caravan a little boy with no
father or mother, but only a tiny black kitten to cherish.
had not been kind to him, yet had left him this small furry
thing to mitigate his sorrow; and when one is very young, one can
find great relief in the lively antics of a black kitten. So the boy
whom the dark people called Menes smiled more often than he wept as
he sat playing with his graceful kitten on the steps of an oddly
painted wagon. On the third morning of the wanderers' stay in
Ulthar, Menes could not find his kitten; and as he sobbed aloud in
the market-place certain villagers told him of the old man and his
wife, and of sounds heard in the night. And when he heard these
things his sobbing gave place to meditation, and finally to prayer.
He stretched out his arms toward the sun and prayed in a tongue no
villager could understand; though indeed the villagers did not try
very hard to understand, since their attention was mostly taken up
by the sky and the odd shapes the clouds were assuming. It was very
peculiar, but as the little boy uttered his petition there seemed to
form overhead the shadowy, nebulous figures of exotic things; of
hybrid creatures crowned with horn-flanked disks. Nature is full of
such illusions to impress the imaginative.....''
H.P. Lovecraft ''The Cats of Ulthar''
R3 "Apocalypticus" (River Fantasy and Dance of The Cyber Diva's ) 320kbps mp3 :: 14.5Mb