Philosophy for the masses

Experimenting with erotic writing -

Can I cuddle your bum and hold a breast as I sleep?

Can I scrape the dog shit from the soles of your shoes?

Can I swing your cat by the tail and fuck it out the closed window, making its head explode as it exists through jagged shards of glass?

Fifty Shades of Insanity – Not sure who wrote it, but it had rave reviews on Amazon. At least 132. Most I wrote. All in fact.

This one the best –‘Dystopia’  – the place of the new Millennium where the clash of so called ‘civilisations’ is based on ideology and fanatical religious concept of some superior being backing one side or the other.

The ones with the best weapons and technology wins. Hence - God is on their side.

The self-destruction of mankind was imminent ever since its desire to prove ‘We fuck, therefore we are’

Overload the planet with so many children that most of them live in a living hell. No need to predict the future – it is already here. No need for nuclear self-destruction. The pale blue dot in the cosmos will go the same way as Mars.  

But at least we know that.

Back to erotic writing. Ermm. Okay. I met this tart, and when I fondled her arse, it made her fart.

I must really work on this topic.
Hmm – must rethink this. Does not sound very erotic.

And then - I can take you away

with words - take you to magical places of violence and drunken debauchery where the only people that die is the imagination I planted there.

The End