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Posted in Uncategorized on April 9, 2012 by spider hacksaw

Spider Hacksaw (LIKE)s Spider Man as only a brother spider can.

Easter Bunny w/the Eggs Virus / one of my worst childhood boogeymen

Posted in Uncategorized on April 9, 2012 by spider hacksaw

Easter Bunny w/the Eggs Virus / one of my worst childhood boogeymen

from: A Midsummer’s Nightmare: based on a true nightmare. by spider hacksaw.

spider bytes

Posted in Uncategorized on April 8, 2012 by spider hacksaw

 i hope Dr. Leper and Nurse Noxzema let me out of the asylum to go watch  The Cabin in the Woods   film this Friday the 13th with my invisible imaginary friend(s). “It looks slicker than cold blood on a slaughterhouse cement floor in January”, as my grandmother used to say. I will wear my Stephen King rubber mask and Mr. Giggles can wear my Edgar Allan Poe rubber mask. And whatever chaperone accompanies us, male or female, can wear my Agatha Christie rubber mask. I always wear rubber masks in public. State of the art of course. It should be a hoot of a god sent good time. — from spider hacksaw, still dreaming and drooling nightmares into words @ my lovely madhouse, Noosehearse Asylum – by the sea. ( this bio hazard warning has been approved by Your Zombie Mom @dropthezombiebomb.com / a spider hacksaw website behind the mind )  Dystopia by spider hacksaw – read it & scream. @ amazon.com/author/spiderhacksaw

spider hacksaw slices and bytes day and night

Posted in Uncategorized on April 8, 2012 by spider hacksaw

if Stephen King and Anne Rice had a child, IT would be spider hacksaw. Eat with your eyes, feed your mind. Read words in books by spider hacksaw – Dystopia   and/or   A Midsummer’s Nightmare  /on/ Kindle / Nook / & TreeSkin @ Amazon.com and/or B&N / this warning has been approved by Your Mom @YourMom.LUV

spider bytes

Posted in Uncategorized on April 8, 2012 by spider hacksaw

if Agatha Christie and Edgar Allan Poe had a grandchild, it would be spider hacksaw. eat with your eyes and fill your hungry mind w/ Dystopia and/or A Midsummer’s Nightmare – on Kindle / Nook / & Tree Skin @ Amazon or B&N

 

spider love

Posted in Uncategorized on April 8, 2012 by spider hacksaw

spider hacksaw (LIKE)s Edgar Allan Poe

 

spider love

Posted in Uncategorized on April 8, 2012 by spider hacksaw

spider hacksaw (LIKE)s Stephen King

 

wurld roolz by spider hacksaw

Posted in Uncategorized on April 7, 2012 by spider hacksaw

the song of Christ Jesus —

i’ve never felt comfortable here in this place, wearing this meek armor of flesh, sucking tangled twists of light, through these viscous balls of sight, feeding my brain with ego and pain, this soul that i’ve deemed, remains to be cleaned, the glass through the grain, so i go as i came, no longer chained, set free of my scars, i implode like the stars, living and dying this way is my vanity, marked by this mortal stain of insanity, so i must go, even as i remain, returning my name, for the god I became.

 

 

(a) KING for a Day (dream)(nightmare)

Posted in Uncategorized on April 7, 2012 by spider hacksaw

KING for a Day. i had a dream late last night, perhaps it was a nightmare. I was adopted by Stephen King and his two sisters, who turned out to be Anne Rice and Agatha Christie. My name was Spider King and I was so insanely happy because I was a King. We were driving around the abandoned planet earth, now known as Halloween World and we were pretending to sell Avon door to door as we searched for a place to find shelter among this seaside resort of boarded up mansions before a mega tornado arrived. It was a nuclear tornado that had been moving across the ocean from radioactive Japan since the whole country had been destroyed by mutant dolphins created by the 2011 meltdown and the radiation leaking into the dolphin slaughtering Cove. They were called Dolphinzillas by the Japanese, all of whom were now dead. But the rest of the world called them Killazillas, because they were essentially seeking revenge and killing those that had killed them. But it turned out that the Killazillas weren’t satisfied with revenge on their Japanese slaughterers, they wanted revenge on all of humanity for the destruction that humans had caused to the planet. And the Killazillas weren’t alone, there were other mutant earth creatures seeking revenge, like elephant sized Honey Bees, mutated by insecticides. Anyway, our little group of survivor writers were all dressed up in costumes because this was Halloween World now, a dimensional variation of earth. Stephen King was dressed up as a Vampire Mark Twain. Anne Rice was Lissie Borden. Agatha Christie was in this wicked cool Queen of the Alien Breed costume. And I had a McDonald’s cardboard cup-holder tray, duct taped to my face. Not a great costume, but at least i was a King. We were in a mad dash to break into an old abandoned mental asylum just as darkness was falling and a thick ghostly fog rolled in….. (to be continued) (note: this was a dream, any resemblance to characters/persons real or imagined is purely fictional and wholly within the mind of the dreamer)

today at Scarbugs, w/ spider hacksaw and his thumb warriors, Voodoo & Hex.

Posted in Uncategorized on April 7, 2012 by spider hacksaw

they let me take a stroll though the flower gardens off the south wing of the asylum grounds here @ lovely Noosehearse Madhouse today. The Venus Fly Traps were gossiping up quite a stir in beautiful colors of limerick and myrrh. I was quite inebriated by their intoxicating splendor and the awakening ghosts of spring sacrifice, as they whirled like dervishes upon the tepid coastal breeze and the salty sea scent of the glorious majestic ocean they bring.