IN SORROW MY HEART TURNS AGAINST LIFE

I HAVE BECOME THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS

WHO: GOAT - I call myself GOAT from loathing human names. I am an animal. My name and historical past mean nothing to me.

HOW: I tell my simple stories and sometimes people listen. The virus of logic words invokes the reader, and the nemesis of dialecticism creates the ambiguity of truth in the consideration of concept. Then I drop the memetic parcels of chaos.

WHY: Pain at the destruction of my habitat. Our earth is destroyed by our carelessness and the only cool people are relentlessly prosecuted. If I am going to be here, I don't want it to suck as hard as it does now.

SEX: Lust is the ointment of spirit. Desire springs in the soul from needs and curiosities. Lust envelopes the conscious mind, and detaches the body. The body feasts at its will.

DRUGS: Recontextualizing reality provides new heights of spiritual insight. Perceptual pathways expanded establish a context of comparison for the theoretically sound modes of behavior.

MUSIC: One of the few modes of communication that speaks anything hefty to anyone. Most of us distrust the corporate cabals of television and most radio programming, and realize the sham of independent reporting. The only music worth hearing is the deep intellectual space of John Coltrane or the terrorbent anguish of living torment of BLACK METAL. Immortal, Burzum, Emperor, Gorgoroth, and DarkThrone are eternal masters of this art.

THE ALTAR: It's not hate for a "class of people"; it's a philosophy for escaping a commonly accepted ignorance. It speaks the triumph of emotion against icon, and freedom against easy slavery.

f.a.q

Beware of the Killer Goat