Discover the Secrets of Evil Clowns.
You live in a topsy-turvy world where what you don't know can KILL you se7en or 8 different ways.
This site reveals Evil Clowning strategies and uses Evil Clown Drawings, Picures and other aids to help you in the identification process.
Friends:
Not all Evil Clowns can be identified by the smell of cheap tobacco, booze, seamen and gunpowder.
Safeguard your mind and protect your loved ones from the menace that lurks beneath idylllic banality.
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a rant a day keeps everyone at a safe distance, at the very least
on a ramble about the backstreets late last evening, I noticed that the cherry blossoms have already speckled the gnarly branches to which they cling before their ultimate leap into the gentle descent like so much pink snow.
they started in February.
This is the earliest sign of spring in this place. the pink snow that counters the frozen hexagonally symmetrical crystals, in their cascade from the clouds, gifts of heaven cut out of folded vapor, and sent to earth as a sign that the divine likes us, and has a very strange sense of humour.
hence, send in the clowns.
didn't you know? clowns are a religious order. you'll hear passionate denials to the contrary, from clowns, and evil clowns alike. Maybe not crunkers.
the uniform, though varied, and multifaced, as the diamond argyle of the troubadour, is recognizable - colourful gendreless comically exaggerated perversions of the ruling class - they are truly the fools that have chased the moneylenders out of the temple. The moneylenders, bankers and insurancers, spend much of their time indoors, in offices, automobiles and homes.
they have been chased out of the temple.
the fool, the hobo hero, wanders the tracks under the wide skies of the great outdoors, and remains in a temple of divine construction, not of divine inspiration.
and with that, the fool travels far and wide, and brings with them stories - and at the heart of every one of those stories is hope.
now the evil clown, that's a whole other tale. Ironic twists into cruelty and subjugation, playing with the material as if it were symbolic, and the immaterial as if it were paramount. This can be comical, in the tragi-comical sense, when so much blood and so many bones go into telling their stories.
and the evil evil clown, is a clown of a different pallor. More aware that the religion of clownishness is neither redemptive nor sacrificial. It is a mystery, hidden in the deepest darkest abyss, and ironically, comically, ridiculously, that very abyss, the ineffable, unnamable, unspeakable void, inhabits each and every one of our souls.
a shard of the abyss sits within us all, and we can explore it internally beyond our heart's content, beyond the duration of two lifetimes. and it has depths that can swallow a person whole, yet it is contained within.
what strange antinomy. Is that what is meant by Shiva's dance?
guess I'll cut in and ask.
in the meanwhile, seek ye the laughably ridiculous - because the sincerely ridiculous have taken over.
the best thing about the abyss is that nothing's better.
--PentWhistle
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