Tuesday, 21 August 2012

gallery 8








4.02.13. 1.23am 


repetitive strain injury 
i had no idea where i was going ... 
you can't always avoid mixing chemicals 
its just horrendous in here 

ripped

wrenched the ball and sockit
dislocating the knee

a ship juddering against the crag
gibbering like a right idiot
losing all dignity

making hideous burps
judcock jacksnipe jounce
a quivering lip

shivering a peal of uproar
kicking up a stink

as it falls apart
 





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strop razors
honing a knife
that makes your legs judder 
nervous jags rapid rolling in agony 

big hair
emotionally unstable
issues in denial
disturbed crack up

their secret thoughts
clandestine intelligence operations
like the green honey traps 
wanting to know what the other side held

a furtive look to his eye
preparing for a sneak attack
achieved by underhand methods

climbing on post party bodies to get to the cereal

you'd be a jerk
poking fun at a raving maniac

in the gap between posts 
vulnerable confused and lost

pushing myself to the limit
always having to fight
a man-woman
slaughtered 

who are you calling a bin liner
ill wear what i fucking well want to

tank tops and ripped leggings
like you hadn't thought about it
your mind just goes walkabouts and you're like totally not there

a walking disaster fell through the cracks in the pavement




23.43, 2.02.13. © Lizarikk


















those finer moments 
don't come easy 
biting a tongue 
of ice

the handle wiped
the dribbling beard
of drooling saliva ganglions
slime fest evidence of giant slugs
the cusp of curling seize ... a paper theatre
oh shiny black stone embalmed against the night
where lepers foot leaves no trace of his prey the sword
would not come out ... until the shit washes you clean ... 

a snowball with no agenda to catch a beggar they could 
not get out some had left limbs or eyeballs swivelling
on posts ... unleavened ... the swaddling bands of 
the lame ... even a canine can smell the steam 
rising off its odor just train it to sit 



13.39, 29.01.13. misc draft 















so what does he
want with a gritting lorry 
then grist for the mill? 
snow ploughs picks and shovels 
digging the trenches

grip-tread for pneumatic tires
all driven axles, anti-skidding chain
increase traction on muddy or snowy roads

the diamond grip design are not dainty ice cleats
some of them have biting edges 
you need to be able to put them on without a big struggle




21.01.13.  © Lizarikk, All Rights Reserved

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I was saying we had some times in the nut house ... 
she asked me to turn the other cheek! go on 
gis a close up you old spazzer

actually its my privacy copyright sexual boundaries am my
human rights as a mong ...

I have peaks and troughs with my spasticity

the crazies and the sociopaths
kin mental case 

woof ...

and with that he lit another fart and
yanked his falling trousers

stinging the palms with a rasping drive injured in the
build-up to the goal. Furious. The crackling
gunfire of a meaty scream knuckle
draggers regression …

I don't have any clothes and I don't have a body either
Cycles of relative calm would be followed by mounting tension
which could lead to war the arms race
a wave of revolutions

man is in danger of destroying himself with his own weapons leaving
the ants or some other populist species to take over

We are heading not for general breakdown but for an epoch as horribly
stable as the slave empires of antiquity. Anarchist and left-wing
social agitation aggravate national,
social, and political stress

anti-radical hysteria provoked by a mounting fear and
anxiety that a revolution was imminent—a revolution that
would change Church, home, marriage, civility,
and the American way of Life




20.01.13. © Lizarikk








At a sufficiently high pressure, it will distort
and the insert will blow out of its mounting
hole to release pressure. If the pressure
continues to release excessive
pressure the grommet itself
will blow out like a
jet propulsion

the first pressure cookers rammed with a weighted valve or "jiggler"
a primary safety valve usually a weighted stopper, commonly called "the rocker"
This weighted stopper is lifted by the steam pressure. The backup mechanism
releases pressure quickly if raw food jams the steam release path
a hole in the lid is blocked by a low melting point
alloy plug and another is a rubber grommet with
a metal insert at the centre

an increase in the heart rate, blood flow to the hands, preparing them to strike.
Perspiration increases. Commonly described as a hot fluid in a container

he fixes a hard stare on the target with
clenched jaw the tension in the skeletal musculature preparatory
for attack. The muscle tension provides a sense of strength .
An impulse to strike out accompanies this subjective feeling of potency

finger pointing, fist shaking door slamming
explosive rages over minor frustrations, infraction illogical arguments
bringing up hurtful memories

pro-government militia accused of torching houses
people pushing shoving driving someone each other off the road
playing on weaknesses destroying objects, harming animals
reckless driving, substance abuse expressing mistrust

reactors overheated another man was seen clutching his head
Residents were also seen looking for people buried in the rubble
At least one injured person on a stretcher

One day there are intense pains after beatings
the next day they are nice to you and offer you candy
troops and rebels have been in a deadlock
opposition fighters moved into the camp during an attempt
to storm the capital with artillery shelling
pillage and heavy clashes ensue

he has suffered beatings during interrogation
you don't think about all the nasty shit that is happening




12.00, 20.01.13.
© Lizarikk






there was 
alot of oncoming 
traffic so I jerked off 
into a siding looking for
a service station ... the music
was boiling over like subterranean
thunder when this geyser comes up from 
the cellar. Far out ... not sure if that emergency


was a voyee thing or quite where I ended up just it wasn't where I 
kicked off ... Fanny Craddock want the only person to poison her 
guests ... a bout of collective lysteria to purge the palette ... 
bit of garage house grunge ... and some other genres 
... erm the crack of a light wand playing a teenage 
crush ... and you ... a faded picture poised on 
the wall kind of stuff you'd play on lsd trips 
and mushrooms like Riders on the 
Storm ... you'll strangle me 
to no avail ... 



1am 16.01.13. © Lizarikk, All Rights Reserved





lisergide 

experience of radiant colors, objects and surfaces appearing to eddy or breathe, colored patterns behind the closed eyelids vivid recall imagery, flashbacks, an altered sense of time seems to be pliant, reciting itself, changing speed or stopping, creeping geometric patterns overlaying walls and other morphing objects, a sense that your thoughts are screwing into themselves, loss of a sense of identity the ego death, and other powerful psychotic muscles. Many users experience a dissolution between themselves and their surroundings 

The drug sometimes leads to disintegration or restructuring of the user's histeresis

If the user is in a hostile or otherwise unsettling environment, or is not mentally prepared for the powerful squinching in perception and thought that the drug causes, effects are more likely to be nasty overwhelming shifts 

The apparition of movement of static surfaces walls breathing, after simulacre trails of moving tracers, the appearance of moving colored geometric patterns especially with closed eyes, amplification of colors and brightness sparking, new textures, blurred vision, and shape impressibility. Users commonly report that the inanimate world appears zoetic in an unexplainable way; for instance, objects that are static appear in the fourth dimension

with echo like distortions phosphenes synthesia and ergobasin



3.10 16.01.13. © Lizarikk





we risk leaving our minders to
walk round the town 
passing through narrow alleys 
scenes of minefields, looking for 
signs of chemical weapons and dead bodies

trekking across hostile terrain
looking for the Taliban 
hes in trouble again after disappearing 
from the radar across the border 

tracking tensions
that heighten by the hour 
what with the no fly zone and military strikes
whisking into the deserted centre 
there are plenty of tanks and armoured cars
we pull all the strings and pass
through makeshift camp, thronged with tents

there are barely any 
guests just a skeleton service
spooks monitor everything
there is no phone service 
and no internet ... 

we are edgy and wired 
and its catching




18.01.13. misc notes 



a summer riot soufflé 
flambéd lychees and cliché 
don the quiche of punchlines 
the drugs were running about 

the standing crowd in the stadium was rammed
thousands of people pouncing around and laughing
hit the point once and then give it a tremendous whack
once more unto the breach
we will fight them in the ditches and trenches ... the gutters
bring me my musket of desire 

not exactly 
a golden globe
gulp dim mak whak
whip staff a dirty protest
a chase movie increasingly 
distressed ... putting my foot 
down I will hammer this out ... 
the paint is running restless tossing 
sauté a truffle with nasty hypoclorite sodas 



3am 17.01.13. © Lizarikk





A wildfire is any uncontrolled fire in combustible vegetation that occurs in the countryside or a wilderness area. Other names such as brush fire, forest fire, desert fire, grass fire, hill fire, peat fire, vegetation fire, and veldfire may be used to describe the same phenomenon depending on the type of vegetation being burned. A wildfire differs from other fires by its extensive size, the speed at which it can spread out from its original source, its potential to change direction unexpectedly, and its ability to jump gaps such as roads, rivers and fire breaks.Wildfires are characterized in terms of the cause of ignition, their physical properties such as speed of propagation and the combustible material present

While some wildfires burn in remote forested regions, they can cause extensive destruction of homes and other property located in the wildland-urban interface: a zone of transition between developed areas and undeveloped wilderness




9.40am 21.08.12. Wiki 






she is not welcome to watch me
the entity is quite overcome as it is with the beauty of its own bottom
i don't see why that and julains remote counselling from my aa meeting should be needed to supplement it ...
i am not your roast beef orlrihgt ....



oro to put it another way why does a model need to watch a fat ugly disabled old cripple 20 years her senior
against her will in her place of safety only becuase cunt ritual abusers say so
this heavy weight entity is not welcome to watch me why would she need to
she never lets up for five fucking minutes
and last time she did it was to go and watch me in my bedroom i just can't cope having her in the room all the time

you know like i say i accept conflict and competition
this is something else butting in all the time hacking
and organised violence ...
the entity has been on there all day ...

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also i did pick up on a wind of opinion ...
people will be shocked if i get used in this and then might be more lenient about
me meeting chucky or trix ...
now i have had to think of course now but if that was allowed i could meet trix and hd you know
its about being allowed to meet people as well
which is why enders is really panicking

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it wasn't meant to be a threat ...
its about sneaking things through under the dictators search lights sotto voce
opening a president
in which case the erm pant size wold not rally be relevant
on the other hand I'm not in a desperate hurry unlike yourself ...
whats with the antsy itch all of a sudden

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i mean at least chucky isn't in the room all the time ...
i know you enjoy having her in the room but i don't ...
where does that leave me ?
thankfully people have started to notice I'm being abused you don't seem to get the mathematics of the situation ...
you try but its still not going to work unless you grapsed the full spectrum of things
im not sure anybody does though

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you know and its always her that you go crawling to ...
no mingling no nothing just either your up pears arse or
sitting indoors suggesting that i stop you going out
like as if there was only one person in the world
which is why i um started to withdraw from your lies ...
it doesnt add up basically

busted



00.40am, 18.01.13. © Lizarikk, All Rights Reserved



then there is her you know she seems to 
be in the room all the time which 
maybe you can't help but it 
makes for a mathematical 
equation ... 

and if you wanted to wait for me you would what
use is a piece of paper ? 
you know I've got alot of injuries from chasing my soul 
you can't just have it to plant into a plastic doll 

to be honest i don't really trust anyone at the moment on the other hand 
there isn't anyone in particular and 
i am not ready to have them use my film  ... 

don't you ever find you start off thinking about one person and end up in another ... if so then why don't you say so instead of writing romances ... if you did you wouldn't need the movies you get me ... 

antibodies can wait at least five minutes 
or do things once unlike mortals 

its not that i don't like your music ... 
and i don't have any answers
this is how i feel  
just the siege they pound on my door day and night 

filling my garden with snakes ...  
and so you'll have to hear me on the ether ... 
where the air thins its harder for mortals to breathe ... 

the love that dare not speak its name ... 




© Lizarikk  
All Rights Reserved


a human face and burning piercing eyes that fixed themselves 
upon him as its wings stretched out over the mountainside, 
before sinking into the hillside and disappearing

build a beast or maybe look elsewhere  ... 

It’s not every day that you encounter a malevolent horse-man, 
a demonic horned cat, or a murderous vampire caterpillar 
in modern-day Britain, but as can be seen from the above accounts, 
it’s not beyond the realms of possibility

was abruptly immobilised by a beam of blue light, 
and then saw three decidedly futuristic robotic entities, who 
transported him inside the vessel. Here, he was subjected 
not only to the customary alien examination but also to a 
slide show of sorts, before being somewhat rudely 
ejected back into the street again, after which the craft disappeared

a featureless head shaped like a rugby ball standing erect on its tip, 
and equipped with a horizontal belt of blue mirror-like structures

terrors of the zoo form kind. Could it have been a pooka – Ireland’s evil supernatural goblin horse? beware of the big eyes. and was 
shocked to see a grotesque creature crouching on the floor 
to the left of her bed, glowing slightly in the darkness and gazing at her 
with what she considered to be an unblinking stare of outright evil and obscenity

its most striking feature were its huge eyes

She lay there, rendered immobile by its seemingly mocking, 
revolting stare for some time, before, with the onset 
of dawn, it slowly faded away, and the intense coldness that until 
then had filled the room vanished with it. Years later, she learned 
that her successor at the school also witnessed this entity, 
but in a different bedroom

this monstrous entity leaped down into the room below, 
but it vanished before it landed, so that only its 
spine-chilling yowl echoed in the shadows. He placed his finger on the house’s 
precise location on a map, only for his mind to be filled with swirling images of 
hate-filled cats and an image of a man about to hang himself. He made enquiries about this house, learning that others had seen the 
horned cat, and, significantly, that it had once been inhabited 
by a practitioner of black magic, who had sacrificed several cats 
during one foul ritual, but had become deranged, hanging himself 
from the top of the staircase. Pendragon concluded that the 
giant horned cat was an elemental, 
conjured into being by the restless, fury-fuelled ghosts of the slain cats

the phantasmal black dog, mirror of mnemosyne 
amarok witchy wolf waheela dog bear tiny ears and a  very thick tail 

‘tough-guy’ youths who have wept out loud when recalling their experiences there – telling of how they were knocked violently to the ground and assailed by what seemed to be an invisible wolf or dog snarling and snapping at their heads

wild, uninhabited area of swampland and scrubby pines
the ghost of a newborn or infant child who was murdered without ever having been christened. As a result, the child returns to earth as a niðagrísur, an apparition no bigger than a ball of yarn

They are not even very monstrous to look at, troll girls could even be exceptionally beautiful. However, they were magical, and "contrary" to humans. They lived under cliffs and mountains, they shunned steel, they feared thunder, were not Christian, and were cunning thieves. As shapeshifters they were most often seen as shadows, animals or balls of lightning perhaps
 and of course often they were invisible

It all sounds less like the grunge-associated trolls of yore that we all thought we knew, and more like the synopsis for a new slick fantasy movie

head of a badger, the limbs of a stag, a lion’s neck, breast, and tail as well as its bravery, a stature approaching that of a male ass coupled with the speed of a horse and the strength of a bull, plus an invulnerability to any weapon made of steel Most bizarre of all, however, was its extraordinarily wide mouth, which allegedly stretched right back to its ears in a thoroughly unnerving grin!

Just like the manticore, the leucrocuta was a man-eater, but was much more cunning, luring its victims out of their houses at night by calling their names in a 
perfect imitation of a human voice. Indeed, and again like the manticore, 
the leucrocuta was often claimed to be a shape-shifter, 
able to adopt human form in order to increase the success of its 
voice’s ability to draw its victims within reach of its deadly jaws












2.31am, 1.01.13.  misc notes/ © Lizarikk

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and can anyone really do a sixties
feel these days 

Id like to see a 
film of their relationship
the music playing inside the 
romance the romance sculpting the music ... 




12.45pm , 22.01.13. 



pushing up the fret the moaning string 

those chords are 
driving me through a 
warped plasma field of 
halluciongenic liquids a drive
of drones convoy adrenaline uphill 

guitars groaning and swelling round a bend 



23.01.13. 12pm © Lizarikk, All Rights Reserved

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