Straight-To-Hell Entertainment in conjunction with Lucifer Digital Arts, and Lost Souls Inc. has joined forces with with Douglas S. Taylor, L.L.C. in the production of the latest Box Set of demonic chimes from the mastermind and soul stealer, Douglas S. Taylor to release the latest in music deception.

     Rock Demon Incorporated, a new branch of satanic entertainment by the diabolical wizardry will be available for electronic download by Taylor. Though the release date has not been disclosed as of yet. However, Douglas S. Taylor on behalf of Hell Enterprises is in the studios creating a follow-up on the initial box-set of the “Tales From The SouthSide Of Life.”

     The award-winning first release of the more musically relevant of 5.1 surround sound DVDs that has been capturing the souls of many young people for Satan’s bidding will be accompanied by a follow-up release. Unlike the first box-set, the new release will contain older songs, a compilation of timeless classic rock songs to guarantee the mega-harvest of older souls of the general public.

     “Yeah, fuck, I have been receiving emails, PMs and comments from the international community on MSN Live Spaces of folks. folks my age and older who appreciates older rock and heavy metal classics from the 1970’s through the early 1980’s. Since I have so much music and since these songs have been a gateway drug for me if you will, into harder and newer metal that ultimately lead me to a life of crime, violence, unadulterated promiscuous sex and some serious orgies with young catholic nuns. Well, I felt it was the right thing to do for folks at least my age and older. Though, trust me, I love the fuck out of the newer music that is more progressive – Still, I want to make sure my generation and shit get a chance to lose their souls too.” Taylor said in a web conference with us earlier this morning.

     The new box-set is a collection from Taylor’s musical archives. Most of these songs are torn right from the pages of his remarkable life as a child and teen from the windy streets of the South Side of Chicago and his adventures as a youth in Oregon.

     “Though not as progressive as today’s music, but many of these bands and songs has inspired today’s artists. I have no doubt ‘Retrograde’ will collect just as many souls as the first installment. The box-set will contain 80 songs digitally re-mastered in the DVD audio 5.1 surround sound.” Taylor added.

     Currently, production of this special compilation is still in the studios with Taylor at the controls with help from Jimmy Page of Led Zeppelin, Eddie Van Halen, Stevie Nicks on her knees, and others such as Robin Zander of Cheap Trick are at hand in digitally re-mastering this classic to insure the maximum potential of this auspicious opus of the best possible audio enjoyment to the masses.

     “David Bowie just finished dropping by to give his thoughts and contributing talent in working with us on all of this. It’s a very important and monumental feat in preparation of this endeavor. We’re not taking any chances with this work.” Robert John “Mutt” Lange, Producer of such timeless classics as AC/DC’s “Back In Black” album said.

     Don Dokken dropped by and chimed in, “Taylor’s really has a special, gifted, and unique way of brining out the best in this time period. I certainly appreciate his talents and this thing is gonna be fuckin’ huge. I am fortunate to be a part of it all.”

     Taylor did mention that there would be certain bands, those that have made it on the first 2 5.1 DVDs making up the first part of this special music entourage as seen on the image above. As far as the second half, everyone is sworn to secrecy as Angus Young of AC/DC made mention, “No one is sayin’ jack-fucking shit.”

     The new box-set comes with plenty of fanfare and of course, there are those with vicious contempt from the spiritual leaders of the American Taliban such as Pastor “Big Al” Burns, the minister of a small church in Newcastle, Wyoming who has gained public notoriety nationwide in his warning against Taylor and his musical work on the release of the previous work.

     “Hey, I am not the only God-fearing man that is out to expose Taylor for what he truly is and his abomination of music to lure the innocent youth to the bondages of everlasting torment. I am also not the only minister out there that is seeing exactly what Taylor is up to…” Reverend Burns continues.

     “He’s [Taylor] nothing but a child of Satan. I would venture to say that he may even be a precursor to the Antichrist himself. There is nothing, nothing at all respectable that this man is doing. He is out to destroy souls, destroy decency, destroy all that is holy, all that is righteous. Do you think Taylor could get away with this if George Walker Bush was still the president?”

     The vehemently enraged pastor of a church of thirty some-odd followers comprised of sheep and cattle ranchers continued to speak to us about the deceptive works of Taylor and his “Soul-Harvesting Music.”

     “He’s out to get as many souls as he can, and using this horrible rock and roll, heavy metal music as a tool of the devil is the sure fire way, an express-way to the bowels of hell for all those that he deceives.”

     We are wondering why Reverend Burns feels that he should be the point-man for his baby Jesus and his Taliban crusade in coming at Taylor so viciously. We asked Taylor himself and Taylor said it in a single word, “Simpleton.” Taylor said no more about the onslaught of religious protest in the press and continued with his work undaunted.

     We did some investigating into this Al Burns matter and we uncovered that Burns’ former wife was involved in the sexual exploitation  of farm animals on his small ranch after she was a long time member of Taylor’s blog site.

     The American Taliban’s heavy hitters has also jumped on board with Reverend Al Burns such as Al Sharpton, Jessie Jackson, and John Haggee.

     “In my mind, Satan and Taylor is nothing but the very same dark and cruel forces plaguing America as we speak. I’ve outlined and discussed in great detail of Taylor and his works in my new book ‘The American Satan’. Taylor is a curse that brings God’s righteous judgment upon this great nation of believers. America has been birthed from the Christian laws and dictates from the Almighty. With Taylor able to run amok in the name of Free Speech he is allowed this opportunity in mayhem. As a righteous Bible-Believing Christian, a man of God, I am strongly apposed of this so called free speech and the hooligans of the 1st Amendment.

     I am going to give to you all a revelation of God. Taylor will bring down God’s almighty wrath upon America. You think hurricane Katrina was a fluke of nature; Make no mistake, it was God wiping out the harlotry of New Orleans, and God has something much bigger for America that will make the biblical plagues upon Egypt of old to seem like a child with a common head cold!” Haggee concluded.  

     “I support the righteous justification and the holy works of Reverend Al Burns from Wyoming and other leaders of God’s just.” Reverend Al Sharpton preached on a special 4th of July Christian gathering Prayer-Fest over the Nation in Washington D.C. yesterday.

     Sharpton preached over nearly 100,000 estimated supporters of the American Taliban’s Christian Agenda of Uniformity and Supreme Control Organization (ATCAUSCO) hosted at the Jefferson Memorial. “It has come to my understanding that the devil has a strong foothold on the music industry and all these performers are nothing but the satanic minions of Lucifer and the American Music Association. Now with this so called technology, Satan is able to consume innocent and inept souls. Satan is out to get each an every one of your souls through this dark and sinister means. Know the evils and the wages of these sins!”

     Reverend Sharpton continued to speak about Taylor in this vigilant group of followers, “In my new book, ‘Taylor; The New Face of Satan’ is just that. He [Taylor] wants nothing more than to have your soul for his bidding. I have sent out a mandate to all my supporters to stop using the Internet, to stop using technologies like email, social networks, and Instant Messaging.”

     Needless to say, Taylor and his musical work has brought out the heavy-hitters and celebrities of the American Taliban to include Reverend Jessie Jackson, the founder and president of the Rainbow/Push Coalition to join in a united front against in what Jackson calls, “Taylor’s Internet Soul-Harvesting Campaign.” Or also known as “Satan’s TISH Campaign” according to Jackson and his church.

     “I find nothing amusing, nothing remotely funny or humorous about what Taylor, the ‘White Child of Satan’ is doing. Any God-fearing soul has to know that Taylor is evil, Taylor is dangerous, Taylor is deadly.” Jackson said to his parishioners at his mega-church of nearly 10,000 tithing members on a vigilant prayer meeting last Friday night.

     “I forbid anyone of my saints in my church to even listen to any of these satanic musical groups on his DVDs. Watch and guard your families from this abomination. The best things you can do right now is to stop your Internet services, shut down your computers and put them away. There is nothing good from them!” Jackson warned his congregation.

     Jackson, like the other ministers mentioned also plugged his new book to the fold, “Satan’s White Grip On A Nation.” Is available in hardback.

     Jackson was in the news a couple of years ago having extra-marital affairs with several women, and one is reported as white. He admitted that in his message to his church Friday night, “Yes, his music is powerful, it caused these women to throw themselves at me, to cheapen themselves and eventually lost their souls. I have since repented and banish this harlots of Taylor’s from God’s church.”

     Taylor isn’t just getting all bad press, and the American Taliban is far from the only ones talking about his latest musical endeavors fusing the Biosphere with the music industry. Today, Rob Zombie had a special press release from his Hollywood Mansion in Beverly Hills.

     “Whatta expect from the goddamned American Taliban anyway, really?” Zombie started off to say.

     “Listen, I know what Taylor is up to, and I know the real deal. It’s just a bunch of religious horseshit from these religious fuckers just out to push a new book. A new book that I might add that makes these muthafuckas rich. Hell, there’s nothing wrong with Taylor’s box-set music, nothing to it at all. Hell man, I even have it myself.” Of course Rob Zombie's “Lords of Salem” appears on the first box set along with his former group of White Zombie.

     “Look, Doug’s different, his sense of humor is out of this fucking world and he ain’t for everyone. He ain’t evil and shit, please.” Zombie concluded.

     “No, Taylor is nothing less than a phenomenal literary and musical genius.” Mick Jaggar, front man of The Stones commented on Saturday morning while leaving the hotel of his latest girlfriend that some speculated that is the mother of 6 of his children. She is 19 years old and a former supermodel of a Jamaican men’s magazine called, “Brown Sugar.”

     “I met Taylor back when we were on tour in Portland, Oregon. That was the summer of 1979 when we were doing the ‘Emotional Rescue Tour’. Taylor and his band, ‘Renegade’ were opening for us. He was and is, extremely talented. I am glad that he is coming out with a retro-box set of some of his favorite songs and I am also pleased that my band is featured amongst the other great artists of that time period.” Jaggar candidly admitted.

     “Taylor, as myself and others quickly found out is ahead of his time. I thought we were going to speak about his new band, ‘Stainless’ which I have heard is going to be the next biggest band that hit the British Isles since the Beatles, and of course, my group; The Rolling Stones.” Jaggar added mentioned before jumping into his chauffeured Bentley and leaving the hotel into the maddening London traffic.

     We caught Eddie Van Halen leaving the sound studio down here in Nassau where the final tracks are being mixed on the first 2 Audio DVDs. “Yeah man, everything is going better to be expected, it really is. Listen, I don’t know shit when Taylor releases the whole thing if that’s what your asking. I mean he is still working some things out with Jimmy Page and Pete Townshend with Mutt Lange on a few things. Trust me, this shit is gonna fucking rock!” Lead guitarist of the band that bares the same name as his both his brother and himself.

     “I wouldn’t be where I am at today if I never met Taylor. He is the extraordinary and some say, supernatural talent that taught me the advanced guitar techniques that separated me from the other great rock and roll guitarists. ‘Eruption’ from our first album, a lot of people don’t know it, but that’s all Taylor, all Taylor, all the frickin’ way.” Van Halen fielded to us as we followed him to his restored 1955 Chevy Station Wagon.

     “You all may not know this, but he revealed to me my love of the synthesizer and keyboards. For that, I am eternally grateful.”

     Some say that one of Taylor’s musical influences as a child was from extraordinary bands like Black Sabbath. “Yeah, fuck, I was listening to Black Sabbath since 1971. I was 9 years old and shit…” Taylor once said.

     "I first met Taylor through a letter he sent to the band back in 1973. In the letter was the score to ‘Iron Man’ and the lyrics. He [Taylor] was like 11 years old and he didn’t want any credit for the song, said it would be a hit and Geezer wanted it on our new upcoming album ‘Paranoid.’ For fuck sakes, the song turned into one hell of a hit.” Ozzy informed the press.

     “In 1979 Taylor sent me ‘Mr. Crowley’ when I went solo, and again his selflessness caused him not to take any credit. A literary musical god in is own right, really. I know that I am the real devil, but a devil needs friends, and Doug for me, is that fucking friend.

     It was a few years later Taylor and I was relaxing at my poolside when he suggested, ‘Hey Oz, man, you ever thought about creating a heavy metal show of sorts featuring new upcoming talent?’ So began Ozzfest. At first I just thought Taylor was stoned, indeed he was, but still, one smart fucker, right?” Ozzy concluded in the phone interview. 

     Some of the wonderful accolades coming in for the appreciation of Taylor’s work are not just coming in from the Music world, but that of the Technology community itself such as the world renown Bill Gates of Microsoft.

     “Mr. Taylor, Ballmer, and myself used to hang out together before Microsoft was even thought of. I mean, I was never into parties much in high school and college. However, Taylor, and not many people know this, but he is one heck of a computer and PC geek. A geek that was nothing less than a babe-magnet and Steve and I were just there for the ride in the beginning. I remember Doug was extremely high and said, ‘Hey Willy, check out this shit that I’ve been working on It’s gonna be huge, dude.’ Sure, I took a look at the scribbling under the drawing, a pencil sketch of him licking some huge breasted babe’s snatch. I said, ‘Yeah, that’s awesome.’ He looked dismayed at me, ‘No fucker, the code, look at the goddamned code!’ It was the beginning of what everyone would later know as MS-DOS. I just couldn’t believe the remarkable brilliance of it all.

     ‘Willy just take it to IBM next week when you have that meeting, tell those pricks that you got the code to make their computers rock.’ He was indeed right and he wrote the rest of it by the time I landed the deal.”

     We will keep you posted as we will follow the events leading up to the release of his latest musical work and the controversy that his endeavors are stirring up in the religious community. We’ve discovered that some of the American Taliban has sent Microsoft and MSN Live Spaces letters of resentment and threats to ban Taylor and his writing due to vulgarity, demonic worship and provocative pictures in spite of the United States 1st Amendment that protects his civil rights.

     It is to our understanding that Microsoft will not cave into the control of the American Taliban’s will in the matter and uphold his constitutional rights since there is no known evidence that Taylor is breaking any rules or terms of usage with this company. Twitter, Facebook, and MySpace has offered Taylor a substantial amount to move his entire blog site over to one of these other social networks.

     Promoter, Don “I Love America” King has offered to represent Taylor and Douglas S. Taylor, L.L.C. in this matter of securing an unprecedented deal in moving from MSN Spaces to the highest bidder. So far, Taylor and his representatives has made no mention of moving off of MSN Live Spaces or in dealing with the infamous promoter.

     “We haven’t talked to Mr. King in any shape or form. Mr. King’s involvement is totally unsolicited and Douglas and his family have no intentions of speaking to Mr. King, or moving his blog from MSN Live Spaces at this time.” Robert Shapiro, Taylor’s legal counsel announced just moments ago on MSNBC. 

     CNN has announced back on 3 July, that Sarah decided to not run in the next Governor’s race for her home state of Alaska. As I read through the article posted on the News, my fist reaction, and the one that I am sticking with up until the 2012 primaries is that she plans on running for President. As I strategized early a couple of months ago, “…if Obama should get killed in office or fall flat on his political face, then whomever runs against him will surly lose their asses.”

     Evidently, this former beauty queen of Alaska didn’t get that piece of sage wisdom that is so abundantly clear and obvious, it scares me into thinking that not only her, but her little army of goons can’t think, blinded in their deception of lust, pride, and power-greed that they can’t see passed their own understanding and let alone, reality.

     As I read through the article sighted here, I could not find an intelligent reason for her stepping down. Instead a facade of a childish high school charade of a game of deceit that I can easily see through. I also like to mention that there are other people who are strongly mentioning the same thing.

     He new book, “Pull Tab To Open…” is suppose to be a done deal with the publishers as far as someone ghost writing it for her that is. Still, I wonder if the book, whatever name it will be called as a title goes will have a centerfold.

     Time will tell…

     Personally, and yes, I said it before, the American Taliban and something that she is very much a part of speaks volumes, let alone, he membership in the liberating cronies of her Alaskan movement to become a separate nation to succeed from the United States is any kind of a fucking red flag – I don’t know what is.

     She is obviously planning to run for the US Presidency come 2012. In spite of common sense and any form of reasoning, it is clear to me that it is her intention, politically speaking.

     Now don’t get me wrong, as I painfully mentioned in detail, I am certainly not opposed to a woman running this nation. However, Palin, fucking please. She doesn’t have the political savvy, the common intelligence that God has given a common Dog. Yeah, she may be a bitch, but that’s the only thing in common, and a good-looking bitch to boot. I’ll give her that, as I have before in past articles.

     In the mind of us who can still think with the big head and able to keep the smaller one in one’s pants, she would be a grave mistake for our nation to even remotely consider her as a leader of our nation. Still, the obvious thought that I share with many, too many, she’ll never make it in the next election and really, I have nothing to worry about. Unless, heaven forbid, Obama is assassinated or fucks up so bad that he becomes another George W. Bush. The latter, I know, I really have nothing to worry about.

     Still, what does this say about the death-throws of the GOP in general? What does this say about those who cannot, will not think for the betterment of our United States?

     The latter lies my real fear…

     You certainly don’t have to be from Alaska, or a women to know that ignorance, pride, and arrogance is the three main key ingredients for a major catastrophe on biblical proportions when you have the likes of Bush, as we well know, and Palin at the controls.

     Is the American woman actually believe that this Sarah Palin can be their political champion?

     I would like to think not. God help us all if that is the case. God help our country, and God help the world!

     In this, I close and take a fucking Xanex and see if I can talk someone into a warm-mouthed blow-job.

     For those who live outside the United States, this term, “The American Taliban” may be something new, somewhat of a shock and may even lead you to a question, “Is Doug being funny, again?”

     Wish that I was, I wish this was something that could fit into my “Dark Fantasy” category or pure science fiction. It fits under neither. I’ve spoken about this “The American Taliban” before on several articles in months’ past.

     So, what is it exactly that Doug is ranting about with this American Taliban shit?

      The question that should be raised, “What is the American Taliban?”

     This will answer your additional immediate question, “Is the American Taliban for real?” Followed by, “Who is these zealot mind-numbing control freaks?”

      For many, this may be something new that just surfaced on your personal radar, but that wouldn’t do the American Taliban any justice. They have been around for a very, very long time lurking in the shadows and only surfacing now and then throughout the last couple of centuries here in America. Well, I would argue all the way back to the Salem Witch Trials of 1692.

     Personally, as a proud Patriot and a decorated Veteran of the United States Air Force on which my honorable service is a matter of public record. I’ve always been a huge fan of the American Declaration of Independence and the United States Constitution. I like many of my fellow veterans here in the United States that may or may not live overseas, we are all still sworn to protect the United States Constitution. We took an oath to defend it against foreign and domestic threats. This oath to my understanding, still applies to each of us that has took this solemn oath.

     This fact alone that separates us from the common citizenry of those living in the United States. Yes, I believe strongly that the United States Veteran is a cut above the rest and through the selfish act of serving the United States Constitution and bares the fruits of freedom, we are indeed the betterment of the nation’s best.

     It is a foregone conclusion, least in my mind, and the minds of a good many souls out here in America that we went from a Democratic Society and thrusting headlong into a Fascist Government. Some folks do get Neo-Nazism confused with Fascism.  It is the truest and darkest hopes of the American Taliban that we as a nation, become the new religious or Christian Nazism here in America.

     Oh, don’t insult the likes of me of comparing Patriotism with Nationalism. In my mind, and the mind of so many others, these two terms are on opposite poles. Of course, the national corporate media that is nothing less than the controlling will of the Government, a fucking whore of a tool  would like nothing better than to blur the lines between the two opposites.

      The American Mythology of Christianity practiced and revered here is nothing more than a hypocritical hate-filled and political mind-controlling front of the American Taliban. In my mind, the Jerry Falwell and the brothel of religious whores that make up most of the American Taliban spread the same hatred as America’s most shameful and ignorant; The Neo-Nazis, Racist Skinheads, and White Supremacists that dwell safely in large numbers within the American borders – For me, there is no difference.

     “Wait a goddamned minute, Taylor. Are you serious?”

     Yes, most serious; Compare Falwell’s hatred preached to and by his minions and that of the White Supremacists and you’ll see a very stunning similarity of the very same venom poising the minds of many Americans.

     Before the merciful Angel of Death took this idiot out professionally, though decades late, Falwell said a lot of hateful and very ignorant shit.

     Falwell, this American Taliban is not the only mindless hate-filled fuck out there, once again, let me share this link with you. Click here and re-read it.

     I could go on for fucking days talking about the American Taliban and the “America; The Fall of Reason” and by the way, doesn’t that sound like a great title for a book? It should be if there isn’t one already?

     Generations of brainwashing has made this nation nothing but a majority of weak-minded army of idiots for their bidding…

     Well, it’s that time for me to say my goodbyes for now, least through the weekend. I plan on getting some things done and enjoy the American Holiday of Independence when we liberated ourselves from tyranny to enslave ourselves once again in our one tyrannical yokes of bondage and deception.

     I’ll be away from MSN Live Spaces, god knows it needs a break from me anyhow, and I from it. I also want to wish everyone that is celebrating the American Independence a wonderful and safe holiday season. I leave you with the graphic artwork that was done by Skya.

     Yes folks, I knew this was gonna be fucking huge and just blows the fuck up on MSN Live Spaces. Listen you don’t have to take my word for it. Let’s see what others are saying…

	Skip Jones; MSN Live Server Administrator. ”We’ve noticed 5 times the amount of traffic going to Taylor’s site. We put a new server farm online to collect the souls for this music. Maybe with this music I can get myself laid!”
	Denise Wadsworth; Sioux Falls, SD. ”Fuck, I am so thankful I got such a big Box, and Taylor wrapped it up tight for me. I gave him my soul for it. What?? What music, there’s music? I was just talking about my…”

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     Yes, it was a very long day and especially a very long night of doing all sorts of things from speaking from my heart and soul and helping others. You all know who you are. No need to bring up names in this matter.

     Glad I could help for the greater good, just don’t tell anyone, remember I am bucking to be the next Antichrist and all.

     Here is a shot of my dual 19” LCD monitor desktop bathed in nVidia’s GTX 295. More about that later. But having a great set of speakers is about useless unless you have a great audio card, and for me, it’s gotta be none other than Creative Labs masterpiece known as to us extreme sound audiophiles and gamers as the Titanium Fatal1ty Series.

     Of course, I may have mention that I am a big proponent of Microsoft, right? So all my stuff is ripped from CDA format to WMA 5.1 Lossless with help from the wonder Creative Labs equipment. But as seen here, I transcode down to 320 Kbyte for my web stuff and iPod. It’s a much smaller file and everyone on the web that visits my MSN Live Spaces can easily listen to the tunes.

     I know, fucking “Choice”, right?

     So I was checking out my transcoding for the next site update in a few days. I hope that you are all enjoying a wonderful cut from my latest project, “Douginator; Tales From The SouthSide of Life.” I’ll be adding those precious soul-stealing cuts on the site for your demonic listening pleasure as time goes by.

     I am currently calibrating and testing out the new sound system with none other than Queensryche. Also, if you are a fan such as I am, then you need to get your hands on “American Soldier.”

     Yeah, you know the deal, if you have to ask, yeah, I already got it. Anyway, I have all their stuff with the exception of their live and greatest hits since I own the complete discography to date. As I am now listening to “Empire” I realize that I am a very blessed man, excuse my while I kiss myself…

     Okay, I’m back. Really, joking about the latter part…

--Cool beans!!!

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     You can sample a track from the 4th Audio 5.1 Surround Sound DVD’s “In-A-Godda-Da-Vida” by Thunderstorm right now by playing your Windows Media Player directly to the right of this article!

     Don’t fucking wait, lose your damned Christian Soul, lose your personal redemption and salvation with your baby Jesus today, why the fuck wait!

     Your soul will reach new lows as you surround yourself in digital nirvana in the 5.1 Audio sensation that will leave your church choir ham-fisting themselves in envy and strife. But wait, Satan has more for you, so much more!

     This priceless classic is a musical wonderment of a digital masterpiece that Lucifer personally listened to on his iPod as he descended from Heaven and was cast into hell only after turning on Adam and Eve, Adam’s second wife, to the powerful hypnotic classics like from the horrific pastor quaking shitting-in-his-pants songs blacklisted by the Self-Righteousness of  the American Taliban. Yes, blackballed notorious bands like:

     Disturbed, Audioslave, Queensryche, Ozzy Osborne, Rob Zombie, Thunderstorm, Otep, NIN, Slayer, Black Sabbath, In Flames, Marilyn Manson, Judas Priest, Godsmack, and so much more!

     Listen you’re gonna burn in hell anyway, you might as well start right now with 5.1 Surround Sound. Yeah, and if your order online now, it will only cost only your soul. Sorry one order per household. You can even chooses who goes to hell for this music if you like – why be picky?

     Send your fucked up old man, your mother, one of your children, cripes it just doesn’t fucking matter!

     Order now and we’ll throw in the album cover wallpaper of a digitally rich 1440x900 x16 bit resolution just for asking, yes, a Pastor’s Wife’s Soul Value – Absolutely fucking free!!!

     Yeah, get it together and join the biggest party in human history, burn with millions, fuck that, billions of people when you die!

     Chances are great that you’ll meet your fellow parishioners there anyway, the Pope, your minster, and that goddamned adulterous bitch of a wife of yours laying all your buddies!

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--Cool Beans!!!

The Power Of A Dark And Sinister Mind:

WARINING: This article might steal your soul for my evil bidding!

     I believe that people are multi-faceted creatures of creating the most heavenly of works, and of course, enabling the darkest and most cruel of unadulterated evils.

     Everyone is entitled to their own beliefs, ideas, and those things forced upon them by traditional forces and such. I for one have broke the bondages of other people’s belief systems upon me. “My burden is light, my yoke is easy…” Nothing but a statement of slavery an nothing more than a deceptive ruse to bring the herd into a society in bondage and spiritual control.

     Yes, the spiritual bondages and those chains have been broken, the suffocating collar and the hypocrisies of organized spiritual slavery…

     Today, I received a very interesting piece of email from one of these enslaved souls commenting on my latest Dark Fantasy piece, “Vicarious; In The Beginning.” As I freely wrote this and letting my heart do the writing from start to finish, the creative darkness and the enchantment took complete control. I realized when the dust settled that this little piece of mine would stir up thoughts and comments.

     I focus on the positive energies and comments of those who have the time to read these segments. I realize that these pieces are long in comparison to other articles, stories, and the like. So when someone take the time to respond by publically commenting and writing directly to me, I quickly respond as soon as I can to let them know that I appreciate their time and thoughts in kind.

     Then there are those that write in with the venom of pride, hatred, and contempt. I have raised up the heckles of their demonic forces within them. I am speaking about the email that I received from a Christian Pastor wrote to me from someone who is part of his fold. I have Christians, Moslems, and New Age beliefs that are all part of my private network. As far as I am concerned this is all great with me.

     Here is what this mindless asshole wrote, “Dear Mr. Taylor;

A fellow parishioner of my church here in San Diego has brought your article of your “creative” writing. She also informed me that you were once an ordained Christian Minister and hold a doctorate of Biblical History. I also realize that you are no longer a Christian…”

     This is all certainly true enough, and I don’t need to bring any other names up here, and I continued to read this email. I will omit the bullshit scriptures this idiot quoted as I quickly found out his understanding of those he used against  me is indeed, inept and of a weak mind.

     “…This ‘story’ of yours shows me that you have been mislead from your faith and you sir, have lost your way…”

     In so many words, this idiot is right and the only thing that is wrong with this statement, is that I didn’t lose my way, but abandoned the hypocritical mythology that these people cling to and I am much better for it.

     “…I have told me parishioner to remove you from her network. You are nothing more than a wolf that will steal good natured souls away from the fold. You are nothing more than a dark child of Lucifer and possess a sinister heart and mind, a very mean spirit. We will pray for your salvation…” Pastor David Gene Stevenson.

     I responded in a very kind manner and referred him to his own book, the Book of Isaiah, Ezekiel, and Samuel. Some think that the latter wrote two books, NOPE! – Just one big one.

     I will not hear from this insecure and controlling spirit again, and he is truly a very accurate account of the Christian Witness. He is everything that personified in a religious mindless harlot. The biggest export of the Christian faith is Atheism – In Jesus Name! 

    So folks, as the good pastor here has said, I am one evil motherfucker and all that and a big bag of chips!

     I am certainly out to steal your souls, my God that is so obvious, isn’t it. I mean, I’ve been pouring out my creative soul and lack of genius that I was wondering how long it will take before my little ruse would be exposed.

Does Mindless Comments Such As From The Good Pastor Going To Effect Me?

     Um, let me think about that for a second – Um; Fuck No!

     No, not in the least, it just encourages me in some ways. I mean, if I can make the Christian Community tremble like this, over a dark fantasy piece, well, what can I really say about that. Just glad that the ignorant prick didn’t read, “Oh May The Gods Embrace Me In My Darkness…” He just might of killed himself or something. And what does this say about his parishioner that turned me in like a little schoolgirl pointing her finger at me like I was involved in a Christian Suicide or something?

     Well, I just have too many better things to do, and so should these mindless bitches as well.

In Conclusion Or Seclusion;

     Yeah, like I was saying to my special Cyberbabe earlier, I’ve been real busy with Computer Work. Damn, how I love building powerful systems and all. Yeah, Windows 7 and Server 2008. It don’t get any better than that. My Wi-Fi project of turning on free access independently of my ominous network is going great and folks love the ultra-fast broadband. It’s cool and I like doing that, my way of fucking the man over as best and as legal as I can. It’s what I do here in Deadwood.

     I love tech. It loves me back. Maybe I should run subliminal messages in my streaming music that anyone can listen to at any time here in my area, that is until they take that freedom away from me. Yeah, shit, I could write some serious subliminal dark shit like:

1. “Dudes, this is Ozzy Osborne and I need you to send Doug Taylor are your cash…
2. Obama is Evil!
3. Buy my Books and give your souls to me…
4. Instead of gambling your money away, send your cash to Doug Taylor at…
5. Doug is Satan, send me your souls…

     Of course, I am not corporate radio and I am only joking…

In The Beginning…

     It was always with me, the Darkness. For many, the word “Darkness” is just a noun describing something. Not just a noun but a living breathing thing, thus the recognition of the proper noun. Sorrow, Pain, Anguish, and Hatred is also the brethren – My four horsemen that has been with me since the dawn of time, my time.

     No matter where I go to escape it all, though I have done so countless of times and all unsuccessful on every account.

     Why?

     Simple, a revelation that came to me in my teen years. The Darkness is within me, living through me.

     Forgive me, I have failed to give you a proper introduction, stupid me, instead I begin ranting about myself right away. Allow me this of an opportunity of possible redemption in this error.

     My name is Darius Alexander Romanovski – I know, a mouthful. Though you will not know it, but I am the oldest living person that you may have met, that is, in the normalcy of your day-to-day. Forgive me for the redundancy there, I hate repeating myself, and loath even more that you may not comprehend my manner of speech.

     I might add as well, I am perhaps, the most powerful creature you have met. Yes, I believe that I am still human, least in some sort of sense, though I often wonder in my more quieter moments. Of course, I will not hold your doubts in contempt, and I beg of you to do the same.

     Those dearest to me call me Dar for obvious reasons. Though it is a term of endearment that I haven’t heard in a couple of hundred years now. For, I am one without many friends, and very many enemies out to seek to end my reign. Yes, that would simply mean my life as well. For it is what is in my bosom that keeps me alive, a suffering of untold measure.

     Long life; Many see it as a blessing, that is, until you live one. Fortunate and long life should not be used in the same sentence, no, not at all, really. I have grown very old and have seen too much of my Four Horsemen do their work, and those of their minions, for there are many – Too many.

     Though, I will suspect for those who have known me through my longevity, would say that I am no less evil, no less vile, no less merciful. They, these that speak their opinion freely, may be right indeed. I am not here to contest their views, only to talk to you of whom and what I am. Though neither that I am not terribly sure of, and of course, haven’t been so in such a very, very, long time. Oh, there I go, repeating myself – Pardon me.

     I would of gladly have laid down in the eternal slumber of my forefathers, my parents, siblings, and the four wives and all of the children and the grandchildren that I have so easily outlived. Though which each passing, a little of me has died with them on every account. It has not been easy.

     Am I immortal? That is another question, a very long though out question and one without a true answer, but of only speculation. I have killed mortals and immortals both, and to me, both are as easy as the next. I wonder as well, those that claim that they are immortal, I have found expiring at the end of my blade in the fact of too many to count. Maybe some 1,879 mortals, and 946 immortal. Forgive my little quirk as you may say, it seems that I am good in numbers. I should have been a banker, a financier or something. Though, money, that has never been much of an issue with me. I live well off financially if you must know.

     My life wasn’t always such, and neither is my good English, and I would thank you for noticing. For I am Russian in decent as my name suggests. My mother named me and I bare my father’s same middle name. I was born on the Steppes of Russia long before what Russia has become today. Centuries before the first Czar, and long after the last was put to death with his entire family to include Anastasia. After all, I saw her die from afar, there was no escape for any of them. There was nothing I could of done to help them. 

     Like my father who fought as best he could against the bastard Huns from the east, and by this fact, he like many of the men from my tribe died. I escaped from their camps after killing a handful, seven men in total. I then stolen a horse and manage to outrun my foes. I would definitely say and without a doubt, a remarkable achievement for the Huns were the best horsemen that I have ever seen.

     It was then, at this point in my life, in the escape from the Huns that I discovered something deep within me giving me strength, giving me the hatred to warm my very bones radiating heat through me on those very chilling nights as I rode to the west and eventually through the forests leaving the Urals far behind me. Bitterness kept me awake, and sorrow filled my belly until I could hold no more. I didn’t perish, I survived.

     My first wife was a kind and beautiful woman that tasted like sweet wild berries, she would be what you would know as Romanian. I loved her with all my heart and she gave me seven beautiful girls. Some of them I watch die early in life, some lived a full life. It was during this time, that whatever the dark forces within were keeping me alive, keeping me young. Though I seem to age, for all my hair is silver and white, still I see the youthfulness in my eyes, that is before catching the Darkness looking back at me from my soul that lives vicariously through me.

      Other things, things that caused me to abandon my village in Romania was the fact that I never grew ill or plagued by ailments, disorders or the like. Though, I am plagued by something far more nefarious.

     There for a good many years, I lived alone, taking up trades as a mercenary, soldier, and even held the rank of Lord Protector. I would suspect these trades, all in which I was successful and sometimes too efficacious was an avenue to achieve the impossible – Death.

     Needless to say, I have been wounded, hurt, and even suffered from broken bones that required mending. A mending that required no healer, or what you would call a Doctor now a days that know very little of their predecessors a thousand years ago. Time with mortal human beings does that. Forgive me, but it was many centuries since the Romans created concrete only to be lost and later discovered – Odd, time is.

     The ability of self-healing in, how shall I say? A remarkable rate also raised suspicion with too many. Fearing exposure and the furtherance of needless bloodshed I would leave. I would later become a learned man. I traveled to Gaul, I mean, France and would live and further my studies of the black arts before moving into the Germanic kingdoms and the Black Forest on where many regarded me as a wizard, a sorcerer. That title has stuck with me through the seas of time. After all I have seen the rise and fall of many kingdoms like the ebbing tide.

     I would eventually return home to Mother Russia and the fall of the Czars and the rise of the Communist government. Stalin, the coldest heart that I have ever seen, and trust me in saying, I have seen a good many cold hearted and soulless people. Stalin, Hitler, and a few others.

     Hitler was another interested demonic controlled creature, though I do not care to use the word human in the same sentence with the likes of him, or for that matter, Stalin. Brothers of the same Father, and in this matter, a Father that is far from human as the next demon could ever be.

     Being cursed, after all, let me call it what it is, nothing more than a curse and nothing less. I have seen so many atrocities first hand, it’s remarkable that I get any sleep. Many of the newer religions and faiths say it is Satan. Oh, don’t get me started about religion, I have seen this harlotry come and go just as fast. Useless for the fact of the truest knowledge, though they are right about one thing, well two.

     You don’t have to take my word for it though, and you’re entitled to crawl feebly around in your own ignorance. Though, there is one true God, but he is not here with us, he is, how shall I say?

     Yes, out of season, and has been for sometime. Oh, and the second, sorry…

     Demons. Most that are able to experience a true demon, seldom survive. Though the child-like understanding of these fallen angels are anything of angels but the hordes that come through the these portals, these dimensions. Yes, these that you perceive as demons in the league of the Christian belief of Lucifer the fallen one is actually a shadowy image of what has truly taken place here in this dimension, of this one you call reality and that of Earth. 

     These demons and yes, I too refer them with the same title are something quite a bit more than in detail than your holy book of lies suggest. I will also enlighten you that there is an afterlife, good to know, bad to know as well. I might as well let you in on a secret that there is much more to this world that you may know. These dimensional creatures some are immortal, some are not, and yes, some of these are from different worlds.

     I realize that this might be all too much to take in, and some of you may have a problem that your precious book of your feeble God has abandon you and left you with only lies, deceptions based on certain factual accounts, but do not take your dismay out on the one that is perceived to abandoned Him. For you, editorially speaking, but rather, mankind abandoned the One you call God long before that book was made, long before the legions of harlots that minister and preach you into that slavery you call the Bible.

     You faith is not the only great deception, but built upon many deceptions leading to the fruition of the major faiths today. Still, you’re not alone in stumbling around in mire. I did for many years, a couple of lifetimes rather.

     Enough for now, I have said too much already. There is so much for you to dine intellectually upon.

     Some people will get what I have said quicker, easier than others. Some, my words speak into their souls straight away like an arrow into their chest of the truth and wisdom I bare. Of the knowledge that they have already known but now come to realize.

     There are those who are lost in their own pride and stubborn ignorance that will never grasp the truth, nor possess the strength to pull back the curtains of deception and gaze upon the horrifying reality that is there, and that effects everything, touching all things in this plane of existence. It is these of the poorest of humanity that lives and stumbles like a young child learning to walk but never mastering the task.

     Good night…

Written By Douglas S. Taylor for Douglas S. Taylor, L.L.C. and no parts shall be used without expressed written permission from the author.

Sometimes You Just Have To Say, “WTF?” And Start Swinging The Axe;

     Today I’ve been afforded the opportunity to go through my MSN Live Spaces site and do up some serious housecleaning. I have personally reconsidered some things that will not affect those that are still an active player in my world here. My network over time has been growing in numbers by people coming by and checking me out, liking what I do, and joining. Others, very special ones have been added by me through special invites because of the same sort of interests that I have.

     Others has stumbled on my site by invites of those already a part of my private network, and again that is very cool. There are mindless bitches out here who just see a name on the “People” list and not even taking the time of dropping by and checking you out, they add you. I always been leery of these sorts. 

     So about 400 people got the digital axe and put to rest on the Douginator Network. Most of these people, I don’t think exist any longer as far as being active but joined the legion of the digital damned and their virtual souls lost to us all. Really, what’s the goddamned point of keeping your space here if you’re not going to do a damned thing with it?

     I know people move on, digitally die, die in real life, and all. I also realize that MSN Live Spaces isn’t the only Social Network that suffers from Digital Rot.  The digital carrion must be huge on the disk drives being replicated out. Hey, that’s all I am saying…

     I believe that the digital deadbeats are just that, deadbeats who take up space. Not really my problem, and very easy as many of you know on how to remove the refuse and get on with things.

     Nonetheless, I figured that I would best mention this in the event that someone should rise up like Lazarus and wonder, “What happened, I’ve been deleted…” Now you know, and stay the fuck down before I give you another taste of my bitter axe!

     Hello Everyone!

     For everyone out there that responded both publically through the use of the “Comments” in regards to “Oh May The Gods Embrace Me In My Darkness…” and those that responded through other means, a big fucking THANK YOU and it’s very appreciated.

     I am always encouraged by folks that come here to my private little word and spend some time here, read me up, and with a few minutes, leave a comment or two – This stokes me up and makes the world seem a little smaller.

     Okay, I also made some updates to this site. Though this site isn’t really mine, it belongs to MSN Live, and thus, Microsoft, I can only do so much here. I am limited and governed by the available templates and layout design. So, through this means, I try to maximize the look and feel of this little ominous place of mine.

     It’s taken some time to evolve here to where I am really becoming proud of my foothold on this particular social network of mine. There’s been some gradual changes through this period. I know some people may not like these new “darker” changes and that’s just fine with me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I chose to make MSN Live Spaces my home in this realm. I still get invites to other social networking worlds, but again, this is my home.

     As for the music on this site in which I talked about it before, but not on a technical level as some folks have taken a few minutes to write an email to me about it. My music is legally owned by me and using my Microsoft Media Streaming Technology via the Media Player Codex and my personal production server. I am able to upload my wma and mp3 files in which I ripped from my CDs to my server. I then simply link the Media Player module of this site to the file location on my production box.

     I know that other folks out here use a variant of this, usually a JavaScript based or a Flash based component into their custom HTML module. Whatever floats your boat and makes you happy; It’s all good with me.

     I don’t use any of these third party things, I like the way that I do things and have things set up. However, as I made mention before of given everyone a choice in the matter. I realize that my musical tastes differ greatly from your own preferences, I have given of allowing anyone the option of stopping the music at any time.

     I’ve talked about this before here…

A Darker World On Douginator:

     Not just darker as I mentioned, but more of what’s on my mind in more of a detail not to mention, more of my creative imagination and the literary works shared here. As some of you may have read the first piece of the Dark Fantasy category newly added and can be found under “Categories.”

     This is not a new module, just a new category within it for those that are fans of whatever genre of topics that I care to write or comment about. I felt by adding this feature folks can zero in on what interests them without wading through articles that don’t. I do the same on many Blog Sites I go and visit.

     The universe is hostile and so is some of the things that I write and comment about in the real world that we live in, and also in my Dark Fantasy pieces. This first piece that was just added to this site, “Oh May The Gods Embrace Me In My Darkness…” isn’t really violent, nor does it contain any adult language but it may contain some startling graphics for some that might not be appropriate to young viewers.

     I did get a couple of emails and PMs about the use of some “…really big words…” Yes, this has been a gift of mine every since I was about 10 to 12 years old. I stared using bigger words in my casual speech along with the customary and more colorful metaphors. I get that, still to this day. There was this acquaintance of mine that told me, “If your novels have these big words, I don’t think I could read it. I mean, that would be too much…”

     I went on listening to him and when he was finished speaking, I told him to stay away, far away from my novels. They are written with a 9th grade comprehension level. Of course, if I was writing for the United States Army, it would have to be reduced to a 6th Grade comprehension. Just a little joke between an old Air Force Vet and others.

       I am not a mastermind of the English language both spoken and especially written. I did tell him, this guy, to save his money and by a Thesaurus. I also recommended to him some online help in building up his vocabulary skills.

     The site may appear to be more iniquitous, however the creative and imaginary author of it is still the same old fellow you communicated with a month ago, a year a go, and so on. Nothing about myself has chanced since, as far as my personality goes.

     It’s just the simple fact, you are getting a chance of seeing more of me and my mind. Now, if you had a chance to visit the “Chronicles of Caledon” you’ll see more of my literary artistic abilities – Nice plug by the way, Doug.

     I know… But it’s what I do and all.

     Also I like to mention that if this site is not Political Correct enough, and I can assure you all, it never will be since I have a nasty habit of speaking my mind too damned often. Well, people are free to come and go as often as they like – That’s cool.

     Besides, nobody is putting a gun to your head or anything here, least not from me. I know this could be an impious looking place and your imagination will run, and could run away completely as my sanity did long time ago. That is, if I truly had it in the first place.

     Jury is still out on that one…

Speaking About Graphics Art And Images:

     As I mentioned before, I don’t show pornography on this site. I realize that I may and have in the past, images of barely dressed women, partially nude women and a guy with his penis in a tailpipe of a truck – By the way, what an idiot asshole, who in the fuck would do something like that and allow a picture to be taken of him in such a compromising position? 

      My stance on images, photos, and artwork on this nature will not change. I find women, all women, of all color, nationality, and creed of “drop-dead” contention and the Gods’ gift to us, especially guys like me – So live with it.

     I know that everyone has their own personal view and take on what is pornographic, and I respect that. In doing so, please respect my opinion and viewpoint as well.

     Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and what is art to some, might be bullshit to others.

The Age-Old Question; Can You Help Me Get Published?:

     Well, the quick answer is “No.” I also will not read any manuscripts or stories emailed to me. I do however, go out and read other folks’ work that is posted on their site. Hell, I even comment on them from time to time.

     As a published author, I know the struggles of becoming published and the various ways of becoming published, the legality behind, and the seemingly overwhelming exertion required when one truly makes a real go at it.

     I don’t want to come off as a pompous or egotistical asshole or something. Nonetheless, let’s be truthful here. You may be a far better writer than I can ever be, and that is totally awesome. The fact is that 85% to 90% of all authors, novelist, or writer, and whatever genre of any kind of book you are writing or thinking about writing, never make it. Dreams of becoming a published author is dashed up against the rocks and obstacles of time and money. Except for time, the greatest obstacle of those seeking to become published is fear.

     Fear of rejection. This will stop the legions of would-be published authors. This alone, in only of my opinion based on the sea of many I spoke with on this topic is the number one killer.

     Pity… There is nothing that I can do about that. It wasn’t easy for me either and if it’s any condolence for you, Stephen King’s wife couldn’t get published either. Her husband had to become a publisher to get her stuff out there.

     Now, I am not married to any Kings out there, nor will I ever be, and I think that I am speaking for a good many of us. So, this is something, this fear of rejection will be something respectively speaking, each of you will have to overcome.

     How did I overcome the fear of rejection. Long before meeting Laura, and by the way, it is not how I met her in the first place. I would go into bars about 10:00 PM local and asked, “Hey bitches, who would like a fucking shot at the title and go home with me?” I would yell getting everyone’s attention.

     “A quick show of hands, please…” At first, I did this as a dare from a friend of mine. Yeah, sure, I heard names yelled back my way, “Fuck you…”, “Prick…”, and “Asshole…”

     So, I didn’t take it personal, and besides many people enjoyed my boldness, straightforwardness, and humor, because it was fucking funny, least to me.

     Anyway, off to the next bar, do the same, and then again, and again. You don’t want to do this kind of thing towards the end of closing. You just don’t so trust me…

     A long story short, some babes obviously liked what they were seeing and tired of the bar-scene courtship cut to the chase and raised hands or exposed other ways of positive notions I had one, three, six, twelve on the hook to choose from.

     As successful as I was after a while, yeah some period of time, my friend witnessed this, talked about it, laughed about it. But he never done anything like this, never took a chance and most people had forgotten all about him.

     Just a little droll on my part, but you get the picture…

     There’s tons of information out there on how to get published, nonetheless, none of this is any good if you are crippled in the grips of the fear of rejection, and trust me, you’re going to get slammed. Anything personally worthwhile is ever easy.

     A dream realized is worth its weight in gold-pressed platinum and a whole new world awaits. So do you damned homework, research, and if you are truly wanting to become a literary artist – Then reach down deep and take a hard swallow and leap motherfucker, leap!

     Mind my colorful metaphor there…

     Also quit wasting everyone’s time on the matter and get real, and get busy!

     I will also tell you folks that are really serious about this, one of the best places for me was First Writer’s.

In Conclusion…

     Again, I would like to thank everyone out here that has dropped by my little corner here on MSN Live Spaces and has invested their time and energy on getting to know me, becoming friends, and building a wonderful relationship with. I do hope this trend continues to grow and all.

     I am also looking forward to meeting new additional friends through this medium as most of you are too.

     I’ll just continue being me, and I suggest that you all will no doubt, do the very same….

--Cool Beans!!!

     As I gaze into the hallowed eyes of the Fallen before me, I conjure the stirring within as my own eyes glaze over and color fails to black for even the whites of my eyes are stricken forever consumed of the depths of time and space and the truest color of my soul emanates, and radiates. For I am consuming all light and energy surrounding me as the Dark Angels come to my bidding and opening up the chasm between this world and the next.

     The false reality of my physical realm is only a facade, a veil akin to the donning of the widow’s face removed. I provoke and thus, once again my soul embraces the ominous cloak that shelters me, comforts my soul and offering sanctuary against the horrors and it’s deadly pangs of loathing for the gift within my soul against the Watchers of The Dimension. The portal of the Heavens are revealed to me as I begin to peer through the black orbs of my vision surreal.

     As my spirit grieves for the longing of the other side foregoing the howling furies who only feel my presence with the venom fangs of death. Their eyes filled and ablaze with the bitter hatred of those that has failed before me, who have misstepped and consumed.

     For I look into the eyes of these beasts and deep into the wretched that is trapped for eternity within these demonic creatures as I pass by.

     My body grows cold of the bite of death now as of an apparition long behind me. I cannot mind the world I left now, only of the passage leading to an obsidian cliff and there my feet find hold along a path. From far below I see the violence and turmoil of an ocean of wrath. My nostrils burn of the stench of remorse, acrimony, and indignation.

     As I gaze upon the murky surface of the bitter tide, I see back into the world that I have left behind, and the path leads down to the infuriating embrace to take me back from acrid place I stand. I Choose to gaze further into the revulsion only a moment longer before looking on into the far horizon of a dark brooding sky with the promise of rain. A black rain that consumes and drowns the soul.

     In the distance I hear beyond the crashing waves, cries of sorrow filled with the prayers of the misgiven. I see these prayers carried on the tempestuous waves as froth dashing against the jagged rocks. The gods do not answer, forever against.

     For this place, the gods have turned their faces against those drowning passed my sight, but yet, I know that they are there and will spend an eternity in doing so, trapped in this sea of hatred and resentment.

     I do not go…

     Yet a force beckons me, tugs at my soul as my gaze is broken from the distant horizon to my standing there on this precipice of dander.

     From the menacing skies above I see the Red Sirens, their wings burning against the encumbrance drench sky. They come for the one examining. Though not afraid and unyielding powered by the magic of a thousand generations within me. I lift my right hand towards them as they descend with talons marked for my ruin. I breath the forgotten language of my ancestors that prevail against them causing these vile specters to fall aimlessly into the waters that clasp their remains in an open wound.   

     I am transformed into yet another dimension. Awe, I know this place as well. For the taste of the air is renown with this familiarity.

     It is the place of remorse and regret, there is none other than what I see before me in the indifference that drives the air so cold and void of joy, life, and laughter. Only silences beckons me further and there I see her trapped in the ice surrounding her, entrapped forever in this dimension. Crucified by her own hardheartedness she doomed herself in the finality which she is abased in.

     I see into her soul though bitter and cold, clouded in fear it resides in her timeless mortal remains before me. Her cries are silenced from her pride, and waves of the demonic forces within her shroud the view I peer only momentarily by the callous and impersonal taciturn that wagered her to this place. She has gone beyond the means of reason to earn her immoral place here. My heart is empty of emotion, empty like the tomb she dwells.

     Her love was only for her own vanity, though as I can see, she has had many opportunity for love, sharing, carrying beyond one self, though she has thrown it away all in the name of personal gain, vindictiveness, and harlotry feeding on the refuse of loved lost. Pity her not for the frozen lake she is held up is shallow and without emotion.         

     As I turned, though knowing full well of another who has descended upon me is the Dark Angel for which I have always known since the dawn of time. I see her now in this light for what she is and all that she is.

     Her voice as of crushed velvet and beyond her years in appearance to the mortal man. She comes for me as she usually does, and likewise I abide in her beauty and wisdom as in times past, but yet something deep within stirs.

     Her sword, covered in blood for it has not been an easy task for her to come all this way to summons me, a sign that I must return to the place I came.

     I raise my hands to the skies above and in doing so, the heavens tremble, “For it is I that should decide my departure from this world?”

     My firm question that causes the heavens to tremble, and only in the heavens above. She looks on undaunted by the surroundings as the skies above us darken as a reflection of my very soul as she spoke, “For it you that has summons me.”

     This revelation I immediately realize, “Then my Dark Angel, I shall not waste no more of you time and allow you to guide me on my way from this place.”

     “Very well…” she turns to guide me as I look on to her naked beauty as I have always done in journeys’ past. Though I have never been with her in a physical realm of manner, nonetheless I know her every feature and the taste of her forbidden fruit is only known to me and none other.

     For she is my angel and shared by none other. Her design from my heart and soul before the moments of my birthing and from the mythical summonsing of my ancient bloodline that sculpted the both of us.

     She guides me safely to the world in which I came.

Written By Douglas S. Taylor for Douglas S. Taylor, L.L.C. and no parts shall be used without expressed written permission from the author.

     So this morning when I awoke and found my coffee and nicotine, I migrated to my office and sat down in front of my computer. I went and opened up my outlook on Monitor one, and my blog site and music on Monitor two. Both these guys are 19” LCD widescreen monitors. I did have a total of four on this guy, but I am using the additional two on another box that I am building.

     So then I get an invite to “Dorothy” who is really Paris. Paris says that she is 21 years old. Yeah, fucking try 17. She initially met the requirements to join my private network. She is also on my messenger. I must of accidently allowed that privilege. That was something that I fault on that I wasn’t awake yet.

     Well, in about 3 seconds this young person contacts me through messenger and says “Hi Doug!” Okay, so I am pulling up her credentials on the second monitor and reading her bio. I have an email from my girlfriend, so I really wanted to read that first. So, this “Dorothy” who is Paris, and I am so fucking tired of women with fake names that don’t match the account or profile – Hey, I am going to start dropping these psychos from my network in a couple of minutes…

     Right away, she wants to have a web cam with me after she finds out that I am 47 years old come August 20. Red flag number two is now on the field. I asked her why?

     She said that I would enjoy the view. I said, “Oh yeah, what does a 17 year old girl has that I would enjoy?”

     “Oh, trust me you would enjoy it, Doug. And I am really 21 years old.”

     “Oh, I beg to differ, I am reading and scanning your blog plus cross-referencing… Just a minute.”

     Then she sends a picture of herself through MSN Messenger as you can see on the right… Oh yeah, I forgot, I don’t show porn, and especially this kind of shit.

     I told her, “Listen you gotta be kidding!” I used to change diapers on something like that, get the fuck out of here!”

     She sends another one and wants to still have a video conference. I send MSN all of this information on the other screen. The second picture is quite disgusting, I mean, I am into women, older women – Please.

     Now through my means I am well inside her information and sending this to Microsoft. As it turns out, that she is 17 years old, so these images are considered child pornography.

     Dorothy who calls herself “Paris” is actually a young girl in Dayton, Ohio. In seconds I pull up enough data and contact information that someone could really do something with. Hell, I had the young girl’s address. She is a white girl living on the upper-class of town. I then do another quick reference and the girl is attempting to send more explicit images from her web cam.

     I then called on the phone to her parent’s phone publically listed.

     I was stalling her online through benign questions when her father answered – Oh god how fucking priceless.

     Her father almost hung up on me, that is until I offered to send him the entire conversation from messenger. He thought I was a crackpot at first but then quickly realized that I was on the up and up and I threatened to go to the police. He accepted and then as he was reading this, I was still on the phone with him, and she on Messenger.

     He must of been on a cordless, he saw first hand and screamed. I hung up. I then left a final message on her conversation… “Knock, knock…”

     She’s obviously off line now and deleted.

     I am waiting from Microsoft now, you see this is a felony. Anyone obtaining child pornography is illegal in the United States. Microsoft has these images on their MSN Servers. You see, when you send an email, attachments, and pictures anywhere, not only does the person you’ve sent these to have a copy of the stuff, so does the servers. Remember “Delete” is for kiddies and the files and data is still on your hard drive. You think they’re gone, but they’re not.

     Quickly scrubbing my drive of all evidence except the proof that these things were sent to me and the information sent to Microsoft, I am well within the law.

     Cyber Forensics has come a long way. I know, part of my stuff in the USAF was this sort of thing, destroying sensitive data beyond recognition. So none of this sick filth on my drives. The reason I am sharing all of this with you is the simple fact that you all need to keep a eye on protecting yourselves and also that this sort of shit just doesn’t happen to you women.

     I could only imagine if I had a daughter living at home, a minor doing this, I know there would be two homicides, and possibly three. One, would be the immediate death of her laptop and her, yes, we’re talking about chalk lines. Then, I may kill her mother…

     I am joking about her mother. Living at my house, you’re subject to my tyrannical rule, and I rule with an iron fist. Just asked my two adult sons about how strict I was with them. Besides, these two lads are Taylor Boys and I know the deal. I certainly don’t believe in child abuse, and as a victim of, I really know the deal.

     They didn’t get away with jack-shit. Been there, done that. However, I believe they got their asses busted only on about 30% of the shit they got away with.

     I just got an email back from the father thanking me, and apologizing how ashamed he is of her doing something like this in her room. I responded by saying that this obviously isn’t the first time for her personally, and also that this has become an epidemic in America.

     I also stated, “who in their right mind would of pierced her there at that age?” I don’t expect a response, however, the question should be asked and honestly interrogated by her father especially and warrants quickly issued.

     As of this posting, I have yet to hear anything from Microsoft. Maybe I won’t. But I bet there’s a fucking new laptop busted up and sitting in the garbage after the investigation by her parents are finished. Yeah, I suggested that too.

     Anyway, let me share with you all some of the other things that I do on MSN Messenger. I keep a personal record of all conversations which I have with anyone along with a timestamp of every conversation or message sent and received. I do this for a couple of reasons. Primarily so I can keep track in my mind on the last time I spoke with you and what was said.

     Simple, and good reason. Secondly when I run into idiots like this, I have everything that the authorities need to pursue in their investigations if need be. I am not a snitch, but when it comes to children, I drop all standards and turn them in on something like this. So, Kiddies, think twice, fuck, take the day off and really think about this.

     Now that my drive is swept clean and the stuff is archived awaiting and ready if this should further develop I am well within my legal bounds. She may later thank people like me, but right now, I would imagine that I am the biggest asshole on the planet right along with the opinions of those child pornography addicted animals.

     I think if more people online took my approach and had the skills to do so, their would be less of this shit in America, just a little anyways, perhaps…

     It makes me sick, I am ill now, really just thinking about the stupid shit people do and these are just kids. What in the fuck were they thinking?

     Obviously not thinking, and that is an epidemic in it’s own right. Don’t send me shit like this at all.

     Now if you feel you must send me nude pictures of your self, please follow these guidelines below and we can both sit back and enjoy…
    

1. You’re a member of my personal network.
2. You’ve asked me to send them (Seldom if not never in most cases.)
3. You’re at least 35 years old if these must be nude.
4. Must be a genuine woman, that means a female from birth.
5. You must be my online Cyberbabe and I only have one of them.

     Well, that should take care of the requirements. As far as video cam conferences with me, anyone on my network can have those with me, time providing. I love chatting with friends through the use of this technology, I really do. It’s fun. However, like I have said before, I don’t have teens or children on my net here. That is one of the rules because of my strong adult language and freedoms of speech and the comments made by like-minded adults such as myself.

     As I said before, I am a huge fan of women, really am, and I have all your albums. However, you got to be a woman. Someone who knows that Paul McCartney was in a band before “Wings” and “Queen” is not just a female ruler, but a band.

     You also must have an IQ higher than room temperature, and I know that personally cuts the field down to a few individuals on my site, like down to 100 right away.

     Like I’ve said, I already have a Cyberbabe online and all my requirements have been met. But I can always use friends, good hearted decent friends and I think a person cannot have enough of you all.

     I just thought I’d share my morning with you, and it looks like a pretty active day for me already.

--Cool Beans!

     The Blogosphere is like that of it’s father, the Internet as in a living and breathing world and community. For many of us the Internet is our gateway to News, Media, Software, email (as in online email services), pornography for a vast majority, dating, and damn, you name it, it’s there, I mean; Here!

     As history as shown us, is showing us now, even the face of traditional news and television is drastically changing leaps and bounds.

     Even the music industry to include Hollywood is forced to reckon with the Information Age literally transforming our lives. From Smart Appliances to the crack-like addiction of texting and now sexting amongst kids and teens.

     Oh, and to go further, the English Lexicon is even effected by acronyms like “LOL”, “LMAO” and “W2F?.” Technology though some may feel is travelling nearly the speed of light these days. Now with the power and advancements in chip technology and broadband, many folks can download illegally or otherwise, movies, music, and a vast array of nearly all kinds of data.

     Still, mostly to the good and the betterment of humanity. Medical records, financial records that are powerfully encrypted are sent to any point in the world these days along with criminal and other personal and private information.

     Social Networking Technologies has came a long ways in just the last couple of years. People are getting to know others from all over the world. Relationships made and destroyed through this means. There are people out here on MSN Live Spaces for instance that has literally thousands of folks in their social and private networks. I highly doubt that anyone who has these huge networks actually make contact and keep up with the latest gossip with everyone. I call bullshit on that. Still, everyone has the opportunity to meet all kinds of creatures, some, more so than not, we end up deleting.

     Home computing since I started getting into it in the mid 1980’s has revolutionized passed the imaginations and the grasps of many that first started out. Unimaginable things are being done on a daily level that you and I can simply take as granted.

     Older technologies, former ways of doing things that was part of our daily routine has been automated passed the comprehension of the former decades of thinking.

     How we communicate, do business, date, and find relationships that goes well passed the national and international boundaries are now easily achieved. The ways we purchase all kinds of things to include banking, shopping, and getting merchandise is all for the better in general.

     All my magazines that I once ordered and subscribed to have been replaced with the living and breathing real-time versions online. I get all my news online and I am very selective on where I go. Still, I have the old time mentality of curling up next to a good book rather than reading an eBook version, but hey, that’s just me.

     As a published author, my publisher has eBook versions of my novels as well as the traditional paperback for sale, but the electronic version of these sales are dismal. Though, the traditional means still crank away.

     With a few keystrokes armed with a very powerful imagination and wit I can make someone laugh, inform, cry, and even if need be… Well, you get the picture. I can send family and friends in an instant data, information, family pictures, newsletters as well as anyone else can through this wonderment of technology that just a few years ago would of been nearly impossible.

     As I eluded to earlier, the older technologies and those failing to keep up with the evolutionary pace is the ones suffering the most. Take for instance the US Postal Service. Yes, both personal email, and business messages and letters are being sent in attachments, forms, and the documents themselves. This has greatly impacted the sales of postage stamps for one thing.

     Even the Federal and State Government has taken full advantage of this technology in some measure of interacting internally and offering more ways for the general public in serving them. I could get more than ever done with government.

     As a small business owner, my book royalties are electronically collected and deposited in my business account all online. In turn, I pay my state and federal taxes online. My business and personal bills are also paid online via this wonderful technology. Yes, the kid makes it work for him. I save precious time and money this way. The savings and the hassle-free worries of the check is in the mail days are over and been over for some time.

     Some folks think that it, the Internet and the associated technologies have about reached it’s zenith.

     I am most certain that the Neanderthals had the same sort of thoughts about a good many things that they were accustomed to in Europe before Modern Man showed up one morning too.

     No, the Internet right now is nothing more than it was when it first started, an evolutionary step that has advanced, and continues to do so in a very rapid rate. New development languages coupled by hardware and innovation will continue to progress. The Internet right now is like the beginning of the Railroad that gave the Pony Express the walking papers, and in a couple of three to five years the Telegraph will do the same thing giving birth to the Telephone, and Television as far as the feats and challenges are overcome.

     Listen, we have seen former software technologies and the face of personal computing drastically change in the last 5 years, and do you honestly expect that this will slow down or just stop?

     No, not in the least. I could go on to explain about GLASS Computing and Technologies coming in the not too distant future and the advancements in SSD Technology. For me, it doesn’t take much of a crystal ball to view into in between taking a couple of bong hits to get focused.

     Yesterday’s science-fiction is today’s reality and what we only dream about will be there tomorrow. Most of the news now being read as far as the form in regards to the Newspaper of yesteryear is now being replaced by the Internet now. Research these things now, I already have read about the giants of the newspapers like the New York Times, the Chicago Sun Times and such. They are going the way of the Dodo. 

     The news agencies wither on the old medium of paper and now with television, the industry has awaken to the Information Age. You can get everything now on the web, articles, video, and commentary without the nagging bullshit of having to sit through commercials and shit that just doesn’t interest you. As far as actual truth of a matter without the slanted views and governing controls of the media, the fourth branch of the American Government, and that’s a story for another time…

     Still, a person can find whatever news that they are looking for online, from anywhere in the world to stay informed or misinformed.

     Now news and commentary is hitting the blogosphere in a very alarming rate that is putting a serious cramp on corporate news. People such as you and I and other journalists are setting up their own social networks as getting their thoughts, views, opinions, and ideas out here for anyone, anytime to read and also voice in turn, their thoughts and ideas on.

     Good, bad or indifferent, the blogosphere is the bane of corporate news, loosing control of the masses and consequently, control on what the population reads. There is no controlling interests governing what I choose to write, report, and comment on – Nothing.

     There are a lot of people connecting to people that doesn’t have the barriers of time and distance, this has been virtually removed. I am a writer, a blogger, and every once in a while, a journalist not to mention a really fucking nice guy to boot.

     My blog site is no different in anyone else's out here. We use it to talk to friends, write whatever we want or need to and grow from there.

     For those that use the Blogosphere to report news, as in a reporter or news journalist should still be held accountable as in the former days of getting the facts and information straight.

     By looking at the picture on the left, there are some folks that believe the Neanderthal has been extinct for thousands of years. I honestly beg to differ. I am certain most of you ladies will side favorably with me that these types of losers still exist and in this day and age, survive, and survive well.

     In spite of the idiots like this fucktard, I am optimistic about the ever-growing blogosphere and all the great potential that it is becoming.

    Someone really needs to either start the truck up or drop kick this asshole…

     In today’s news like most of you have read about, Farah Fawcett succumbed to her cancer and illness at 62 years old. There is a lot of comments and articles going around, all remembering her in a very good light. Personally, like many of you, I never met her. When I was a child and not imprisoned, I was forced to watch Charlie’s Angels the television show. My two sisters liked it, and that was back in the day that most homes, like mine, only had one TV.  The show that I mentioned was aired on the network from 1976 to 1981 and was one of the more successful TV series of its time.

     Again, I wasn’t much of a fan, wasn’t my type of show and shortly afterwards I went to live with my Dad – Thank god for it. Anyway, I did have the opportunity to watch her in a very good movie called “The Apostle” with Duval. She played a wonderful part as a cheating minister’s wife – Typical and very realistic.

     Sure, back in the day she was very pretty, gorgeous to be exact, but I never really took her seriously. Here is a picture of her, a famous poster that my brother had in his room at the time. Why? Gave him something fun to look at.

     Of course, my sisters had a poster of each one of the female stars from the show. I preferred Tonya Roberts for all the wrong reasons and had visions of treating her like a small wounded farm animal smothered in baby oil. I loved the fake red hair of hers, Tonya is really a blonde and trust me, I should fucking know.

     Nonetheless, I felt that between the two, Farah was a much better actress than Tonya. For me, Tonya, as I just said in so many words was just eye-candy and fuel for personal sexual gratification in my teen years – Oh fuck you, you did the same sort of things too!

     Yeah, back in the day here when Tonya spent some quality time with me. Notice that it’s me down beneath here? Symbolically speaking of course.

     Funny how time changes things, and Tonya’s name isn’t her real name either. But like so many movie stars and actors, they all do it – Change their names that is…

     But all this has gotten me thinking about some of my personal favorite shows that I used to like to watch and more importantly, impacted me in a positive way of things, things that I would take with me throughout my life and these shows and actors I would like to share, seriously that is, with you.

     Before I fire up the Mr. Peabody's Wayback Machine that my babe and friend Monika may not know this term, here is another picture of Tonya Roberts taken a few years ago. She looks like she could of been someone’s mother, right?

     The babe next door or something. Well anyway…

     Since I was born on August of ‘62, and that’s 1962 most of these shows which I am about to share with you all are old and can be seen on RTV or Nickelodeon now.

     I will warn you as a child I was not into cartoons much at all, and that’s just how I am.

     For those old enough, you will know these shows first hand and I am most certain that you’ll want to mention your own in the comment section. Please do so…

     First off, and not into any real order was the TV Show, Hogan’s Heroes. This was a bitching show for the kid. I started watching it in 1965. I was three years old. It was introduced to me by my father. The show aired till 1971.

     I was never a Prisoner of War, however the show told my young mind, just because your a prisoner of something dreadful, you can turn the situation, no matter how terrible and as in a system of tyranny such as school rules and shit like that I am speaking of, you can circumvent the fuck out of it and make it work for you, and work well I might add.

     Oddly, I remember the day that Bob Crane died, and I was crushed to find out that he wasn’t on the up-and-up quite like Colonel Hogan was in so many ways.

     I still have these dreams that come and visit me now and then in the same old ambience as Stalog 13.

     It also showed me, the characters that you can have real friendship with others through some dark times, and without pals, no matter how good your plan may be, it’s always better to include your buddies.

     This show will always have a special place in my heart though most of these characters have been long dead for quite sometime.

     Moving On…

     Then comes David Carradine’s, Kung Fu. This show started in 1972 and ran until 1975. The movie was awesome, Grasshopper!

     This show spawn through some events the need for me to learn Martial Arts, something that I took personally for many years. I started in 1975 and that’s when the bullshit violence in my life as a victim and home ended. So, the show taught me I can protect myself from the physical evils and how to defend myself. Real Kung Fu took it all on a new level. I took Kung Fu up until 1979 and then resumed it in 1987 through 90.

     Personally, I never really used it that much in both an offensive and defensive measure. But it’s there with me to this day. I thanks the show for showing me that I don’t have to be some sort of childhood victim, and the real training showed me there’s more ways to win a battle than through physical violence.

     Also, as we know, David is now gone as well… Damn.   

     Yeah, now comes “The Rockford Files.” Not only was this show so damned cool with one of the hottest theme songs of 1974, the show lasted until 1980. I was there most of the way. Besides, James had the coolest car, the trashiest girlfriends, and friends in low places. This show was low enough in the grime that I could reach up and touch the stars.

     This show showed me through Jim Rockford’s character that you don’t have to be rich and famous to be a somebody to impact those around you in a very good and positive way.

     It also showed me that goodness comes from within, not from the tangible things that so many of us surround ourselves with.

     Sure, there were other shows during this time frame that I enjoyed watching and being entertained by. The Brady Bunch really wasn’t one of these shows. I mean sure, I wanted to fuck the shit out of Marsha Brady, what boy in his right mind didn’t?

     I liked Gilligan’s Island too. I would of killed Gilligan by the third episode, and knocked up Ginger and Mary Ann both. The professor, I don’t know, I still think he was gay. The old folks, the Howells – Something very wrong and very bad would of happened to them.

     Mary Ann eventually would win my heart over, but I still would of taken Ginger out back and pulled a Deliverance on her. No sense of her not getting any.

     Night Stalker, Night Gallery, and my all-time favorite Soap Opera, and only one – Dark Shadows. Barnabas Collins was the fucking man!

     I started watching Dark Shadows in 1966, yea, I was four years old, I know. Later the movie series fucking rocked too. Scared shitless, I watched on as ghosts, demonic forces, and vampirism – Real vampirism was afoot in droves. This show helped me embrace the darker and gothic forces in my childhood writing of horror that got me into some hot water in elementary school years later.

     There’s a dark spot always in my heart for Dark Shadows and whenever I write as an adult, that is in horror, Barnabas is there with me, and with friends like these, there’s no room for enemies…

     I got the beast up and running after a little coffee accident that was done the other day. While I am at it, I am reconfiguring my network as far as my big-ass multi-screen LCD monitors and stuff. I am also adding new updates, patches, and software that I need to use in my ominous bidding.

     So you may see me on MSN Messenger now and then while I am installing and rebooting on Windows 7. However, I am here all day…

     Yeah kiddies it’s high time we say goodbye to Nickelback this week for something a little more twisted and naughtier. Some of you may not have heard of Frank Zappa. He’s gone now and going back into my massive music collection, I visit the Crypt with my torch in one hand and a loaded bong in the other.

     What did I find?

     I find “Crew Slut” which I think is a very family orientated and political correct song for this site. Yeah, Joe’s Garage Act I, and II is a wonderful album that the whole family can enjoy. Little Mary loves it…

     Now this album was released in 1979. I had the double album in 1980. You can seriously get lost in the guitar solos in this work.

     Frank Zappa, sure some say he was nasty minded and all. However, he was a musical genius that had more talent in his little stinky pinky than many artists today.

     This was one of my favorite party albums when the air became thick with estrogen, cheap perfume, smoke, beer, and the green fog of the wonderful herb that I enjoyed growing and passing it around. Yeah, so I was in high school, a Junior that had the most bitching parties. Just ask anyone that can fucking remember being there.

     Reminiscing a bit here, and what I could remember myself. I was a few things in school. Least when I moved out to Oregon. It was a huge change for me. No black women, man was I into the black girls then. Only white women who didn’t appreciate giving or receiving oral sex. God, I hated that shit, so I was introduced to the older women, and hell I never looked back.

     Anyway, maybe a bit more information than you cared to know about me. Yeah, I also was on the Football Team, Chess Club, and the Radio DJ for the school that was playing cutting edge non-corporate music. Yeah, that landed me trouble now and then – Big deal.

     So I was dating older babes then. Most girls, least with Medford Senior High School were into each other to some extent and a pent-up Marijuana growing weed demon was forming his own heavy metal band. Yeah, I had a picture of me in ‘81 playing some stuff at a school dance. Anyway, here’s Mindy or Mandy. She was 27 years old and the eldest daughter of the Sherriff. She had her own issues, she liked Zappa, weed, and lots of me. She had a husband, he was in his late 40s and spent a lot of time with some young Chinese college freshman.

     I guess Mandy wanted to get even and she ended up falling in love with me. I didn’t feel the same way about her, it wasn’t cool even though my father thought it was fucking great.

     This is a picture of Georgia, she was a foreign exchange student that was in my Trig Class. She was almost as smart as I was and damn, she loved coming over at the house after school and swim in the pool. My dad never minded a bit. This photo was taken by my brother. She was waiting for me to show up, I was running a bit late over at Mandy’s. Mandy was giving me lessons in French Kissing.

      I was such a willing student. Anyway I do remember when I got home that Georgia seemed a little miffed but I showed her what I just learned and Georgia, a true German girl showed me a few things too. We boned up on these things throughout the early fall season.

     I think Georgia was only using me to get into the pool, but I didn’t mind. 

     Then came Sonja in the nick of time. Georgia finally gave up on me because I was so busy with other things and issues I was dealing with. Harvest season was coming quickly upon me, and I had a lot of weed to get together.

     Sonja was a neighbor girl that moved in next door and wanted to get to know my mind. Yeah, I know it’s bullshit, she wanted what was under my kilt – Not to mention she really like weed.

     My dad loved her too, in fact too much. All these girls caused him to cry when they left my life. That bummed me out, seeing my own father all disappointed and all.

     Now what the fuck was I talking about? Oh, yeah, Frank Zappa. Yeah, getting back to the present. Man, there sure was some awesome parties that my brother and I threw. Yeah, you know the kind and I always had more than enough music, weed, and entertainment.

     Of course, I don’t remember too awfully much about High School in Oregon other than I was the hottest thing for the older babes than sliced bread and the parties and all. Sonya, she like Georgia went back to Europe and I was going to my Senior Year.

     I guess what I want to get at here, other than Denise who was instrumental in bringing out my darker animalistic side is the fact that I am so easily found on the Internet that I occasionally get emails from folks that went to High School with me and think that I could ever remember these losers?

     Nope, no chance in hell. These people tell me things like it would help me remember who they are – For fuck sakes, I was a busy boy and had no time for these guys. Sure, they said I had the hottest babes, listened to the hottest music, and of course, the best weed that Oregon ever had grown.

     Here’s Steve “Wonderboy” Jobs, aka “The God of Apple” cruising the Internet for a Human Liver in hopes to prolong his life. Hey, he knows that Apple Computing Inc won’t run without him. He also believes that he is right in saying so, after all, he’s got millions of his faithful followers telling him this year after fucking year.

     Mindless trolls and priests of the Temple of Apple supporting their nearly tangible Messiah Steve Jobs blindnessly, feverishly, and leading the campaign against all things Microsoft no matter the personal cost to these minions. Yes, and no matter where you go that mentions Steve Jobs, his followers will pave the way with hatred conceitedness and their religious mind numbing zealotry that goes well passed the measure of the word absurdity. This fact has never been more apparent than in today’s news.

     One of many details concerning Jobs' transplant seemed odd indeed. Like, the surgery took place at a hospital in Tennessee, some 2,000 miles from Jobs' home in northern California. Why in Tennessee? And mind you, I am far from the first to ask this question.

     As CNN News reports; “The answer sheds light on the intricacies of the organ transplant system, as well as why it's sometimes easier for people with significant financial resources to get an organ transplant. (Jobs' estimated net worth: $5.7 billion.)

     Livers are a scarce resource. In any given year, only about one-third of the people on the national transplant waiting list receive one, and as of late June, more than 16,000 people were on the list.

     Yet it sometimes seems that celebrities in need end up at the front of the line when they need a transplants, and people often assume they get preferential treatment. (Rumors about special treatment circulated after baseball player Mickey Mantle's liver transplant in 1995, for example.)”

     CNN also states; “The truth is more complicated. No one can actually buy an organ in the United States (legally, that is). But getting a liver transplant, it turns out, is a lot like getting into college. Once you're on the waiting list, your chances of getting off it depend largely on your personal circumstances -- how sick you are and whether you are a good donor match. But getting on the list in the first place -- or on more than one list, as the case may be -- requires resources and know-how that most people don't have.”

     Did Stevie Boy cut in line?

     CNN suggests; “The reason that some people might be able to get transplants more quickly is that they're standing in more lines. Nothing prevents someone from being evaluated and listed at multiple transplant centers. As long as a patient has the wherewithal to fly around the country -- and be available at the drop of a hat if a liver becomes available (this is where the private jet comes in handy) -- a patient can, in theory, be evaluated by all the transplant centers in the country.”

     Like the article also mentioned in so many words, if you are a dead-beat alcoholic living in the streets of Seattle, and you go toe-to-toe against Steve Jobs, you’re gonna loose your ass. Yes, that’s one way of saying it. Nonetheless, I believe that with Steve and coming against him and no matter what flavor of mortal you are, you’ll end up far worse that just loosing a Liver Transplant battle with him.

     Steve has been in the business of fucking over, under, and through people for most of his adult life if not his entire life. Yeah, it helps to have insurance, medical insurance, but he also has other insurances, or should I say, assurances. You know me, I have an over-active imagination and I may be totally wrong here, I mean, totally wrong completely. Maybe Steve Jobs is one hell of a fucking nice guy and does so fucking much with his billions for humanity. Maybe he is the kind of guy after he fucks you in the ass, he calls you a cab instead of making you ride your Wal-Mart ten-speed home or something?

     This morning I awoke early from having a dream balling the shit out of a witch and grabbed my coffee and read the tech news, such as ZDNet and some others. While on ZDNet, a reporter in the Medical Tech Field of things there, a fellow by the name of Dana Blackenhorn wrote a tough piece referring to Steve lying about his whole illness kick.

     Oh, don’t get me wrong, everyone is entitled to privacy and the privacy of their health. Steve, like everyone else is entitled to the same rights and privileges. However, he’s not like everyone else, is he?

     Just ask any of his legions of jabbering Neanderthal minions out there and they’ll bore you to utter and sheer death in minutes. Take my comment made, I was the first to read Mr. Blackenhorn’s piece and the fucking first to comment on it nation and internationally-wise.

     In a matter of minutes, there was a whole host of responses coming from the world over as the leagues of these mindless fucks chimed in to Steve’s rescue – I guess the Apple God must be vindicated. My original comment spawned a legion of lack of discussion. I am under the impression that most of these simpletons, excuse me, I mean iSimpletons have no clue on what I actually said driven blindly by their own absurdism or was it the simple fact, these fucking dweebs have no comprehension of English. I am thinking a direct mixture of both and the fact that some of these folks may be a wretched case of inbreeding.

     Least I gave these dweebs something to chew and shred their teeth on. One of them even told me to “Fuck You.” I guess I am far from the only one that uses these kinds of words.

     This has been the trend since IT or Tech Magazines hit the Internet. Though the Apple community is larger than the Linux community, but you wouldn’t know it by the intensive bitching from these assholes.

     Apple is like owning a BMW, it’s a car, a nice car, and you pay for it, really pay out of the ass for it. In the end it is still a car running on the same principles as the first petroleum engine did back in the early 20th century. Except with Apple, you can’t loose your virginity in the backseat as Steve wipes his iPeckerwood off with your panties – But then again, you’ll do anything for an iPod.

     Truth be told, consider yourself fortunate that Stevie-Boy didn’t shove those soiled panties back in your mouth after he was finished with them. I would hang on to them, maybe drape them over you Mac’s monitor or something. You’d be the talk of the fucking town.

     Yup, it’s true! I just got a present from Microsoft. Trust me in saying that I have been with Microsoft before Bill Gates got laid! I knew these guys when they were a tiny outfit in New Mexico.

     Did you know that I once was offered a high-paying job with these guys? Yup, it’s all true enough. Bill, Steve, and myself went to different high schools and colleges together. However, we all dated different babes. Well, except for Bill, his balls didn’t drop at the same time mine did evidently. He was thinking 1 and 0’s while I was getting real plug and play technology fucking down, if you know what I mean.    

     As you know, I am a super huge fan of Windows Seven. Super huge indeed and in more ways than one!

     So, today after blogging I had to shut down the big system, put it away after a coffee spillage incident spawned by the sharp-witted and naughty-minded Monika. Thanks Monika!!!

     Also had one hell of a video conference by the way, and thanks!

     Moving on…

     So what did the folks send me?

     Since I am an active member of TechNet, an email with a link to Microsoft Security Essentials. It’s an RC Beta 1 right now.

     So, if you would, allow me to speak about Microsoft offering the world of Windows PC’ing a bit safer way of protecting your Windows XP, Vista, and in my case, Windows 7 x64 without the need to purchase additional Anti-Malware software. Yes, did I make mention that the final release is absolutely free?

     Yes, I said free, as in fucking free. I am one of 75,000 fuckers world-wide that gets to get his hands dirty and use this, test this, and evaluate the product before the rest of the known world gets it, and again, it will be absolutely free.

     You can get more about the politics of it all here.

     Formerly, this product was called by a code name called “Moro.”

     Here is another personal screenshot of my Laptop’s fantabulous desktop. I am just so tickled pink about Windows 7. Okay now let me gat back to the shit. It took less than 4 seconds to download on my 3.5 Gigabyte High-speed broadband. So there was no network congestion. Took about 15 seconds to install and about 45 seconds to update.

     Now before any of you think about trying these small feat, you will need to remove your anti-malware suite like I did. I was using a licensed copy of Symantec’s Small Business EndPoint Protection 12.0. Which, by the way was doing just great.

     Before rebooting the computer which is required, I used the Symantec removal tool to make sure that Symantec was completely off my drive and Window’s Registry. I also made sure that I scrubbed my drive only after making a complete image of my world and work utilizing none other than Backup Genie Professional 8.0. That took about 1 hour to complete. Then the installation of the successor of Microsoft’s OneCare. I also noticed that Microsoft has just revamped the OneCare site with the new Microsoft Security Essentials site.

     For those of you interested, you can go here and register for the download and you don’t have to be a pompous TechNet Geek like myself. Remember, this is a beta and the final release will be out at a later date. For additional system requirements, click here.

     Now, since this has just been released several hours to the world, I haven’t had much time to give some thought on how good it works, how the fuck can I? I mean, I spent the last couple of hours in a video conference with a drop-dead babe talking about things that has nothing really to do about this stuff. Anyway, I can show and tell you folks on some pulmonary things that I have found.

System performance as far as boot time was 24% faster than with Symantec due to the streamline in Microsoft’s privilege code. More efficient than waiting through a third party application gaining control of the system to protect it – Just my thoughts. I didn’t notice the powerful laptop sluggish or slowing down on the Beta so far.

     I know there’s gimps out here that turn their noses up to Symantec, and that’s cool. Nonetheless, Symantec’s EndPoint is fast. Now back to specifics…

Here is a snapshot of the Home Tab. Notice how clean it is and free of bullshit clutter and jargon that would piss Bridget off…      None, all the way through, and updating is also a snap. You have a choice of manually checking and updating or using a scheduled process that every other Third Party software can use and is furnished – Nothing new there…      The downloading of the updates is painless and you can close down the application on the desktop without disrupting your work and freeing up valuable real state. It isn’t a system resource hog neither and slightly better than Symantec EndPoint 12.0. Again, I believe that this is because the product is streamline into the DNA of Windows, and who is suppose to know the Windows Code better than Microsoft?

     I know, some folks can debate that one until the cows return, but I am not into that argument. Of course, people are already bashing Microsoft for this now, on ZDNet over 172 talkbacks on the comment section. However, ZDNet removed some idiots so it’s now down to 124.

     By no means am I saying that this product is better or worse than my Symantec. It is too early to tell and if I were you, check the Internet for any outbreaks or problems with this beta. I will certainly notify you folks of anything that I may experience with this testing, regardless!

     Well, I got to get on with other things and such and really run this new beta that will piss the shit off of Third Party companies and OneCare subscribers…

     I received a wonderful email letter that encouraged the hell out of me from a special friend, one of two that I eluded to in the last letter. I can’t go into detail due to the nature and admiration of one of my special traits, and I’ll leave it with that and with the concession of the phrase “Redneck County.”

     Now first off, by no means am I in the least offended by that statement, though that was a very mild-mannered phrase in the whole letter. However, isn’t it interesting what people from other parts of the world perceive of where you live and work?

     Now let’s take a closer look on where South Dakota is in respects to the Continental United States. Here we are, notice that South Dakota is highlighted and not in Canada. I got in a slight argument from a half-dressed Irish woman on a web cam meeting – Don’t ask…

     Before she went completely nude, loosing the bet by the way, she found out quickly that South Dakota is right of lower Montana and Wyoming. South Dakota is right below North Dakota. And directly above Nebraska.

     Now, as I zoom in on my neck of the woods, and I mean that literally speaking, you’ll see that the Black Hills actually span into Wyoming. Many people, those who don’t know, or really care to know, the ancient hills run into my neighboring state.

     The Black Hills is a volcanic mountain range that is far older than the Rocky Mountains and the Himalayas. These wonderful mountains have seen the dinosaurs come and go along with millions of years later, the great Wholly Mammoth, the Columbian Mammoth, Saber Tooth Tiger, Short-Faced Bear, and a good many other critters come and go about 14,000 years ago.

     The only living creatures of these ancient large fauna is the Bison. Please, by all means, click on any of the above links and find out more, you would be doing yourself a great injustice if you didn’t.

     Archaeological evidence shows that Man were the first humans in the area just after 14,000 BC.         

     A lot of people believe it was the Sioux Nations that first settled here in this region, or in the Dakotas. That would be very wrong. The Sioux invasion into the region began around 1765, about 10 years before the Declaration of Independence. The Sioux Nations that came from the north east of Minnesota began killing, slaughtering at wholesale the people already living here some many centuries before. Indian massacres would continue on for some time with each other until the Sioux Indians conquered the Black Hills region and pressing further west and south.

     As far as European decent, that would be a few years later as recorded in Pierre, South Dakota. A couple of wayward French Canadian Traders. By then, the Sioux reign supreme under their bloody hostile axe.

     For the sins of man would visit the Sioux in this region beginning in 1876 when the Custer Expedition would find gold in the Black Hills. Treaties were shortly later shattered with the Sioux and Deadwood would rise as a violent mining settlement in 1878 before South Dakota would be a state.

     The Indians were then driven the fuck out through a succession of battles, skirmishes, and competition. A lot of people may think that this violence was only upon the Sioux and the more recent First Nation people. Not in the least. Karma came upon the evils of the Sioux, right or wrong, it is what it is. The Black Hills then belonged to the Whites of America. Again, it is what it is… For the Sioux, a real bitch for them.

     Now there’s a little history for you setting the back drop of the Black Hills from the dawn of time to today. Many of the more ancient peoples of this area regard the Black Hills as a mystical place, and many non-Indians feel the same sort of way about the area that I live in.

     I would suggest to those interested to continue their research and quest for the real facts in regards to this area. 

     I live in the Northern Black Hills region in Lawrence County in South Dakota. I’ve written about Deadwood before on my site here.

     Is Deadwood or the Black Hills region filled full of rednecks? No, but there’s a few, and if their red necks and red enough, they’ll take a damned time-out and slap themselves on the back of the neck until it is red enough. Yeah, in general, South Dakota is conservative, and very much so when it comes to the rights of women. Abortions are strictly illegal in this state now with only two or three exceptions, rape, inbreeding, and a medical danger to the woman and that’s it.

     Yeah, homosexuality is certainly shunned strongly upon throughout the state and in some neck of the woods, very dangerous and very wrong to act violently against those who are gay.

     Homophobia and racism is still flourishing strongly in South Dakota in general, and it’s a goddamned shame too. Not so much here in this region like that north, west, south, and east of us. I think the reason is simple that we are not so much and that is because of the Airbase in Rapid City, the colleges north and south of us. Also, because of the influx of many folks coming from all parts of the nation to include Sturgis Rally where the State population triples from 770, 000 estimated to 2.25 to 2.75 million folks.

      Now before anyone goes and thinks that we have public lynchings, we don’t! But there is plenty of folks who refer to a Black person as a, you know what!

     I just heard it the other day from a local and he didn’t even skip a beat about it all – Fucking shame, it really is…

     Of course it is a matter of public record that it is still on the South Dakota Laws that you can shoot and kill an Indian, a party of them if you like from your covered wagon. Now, how fucked up is that. It’s also still against the archaic laws that if I bang a woman in the ass, I broke the law.

     Stupid, ignorant, and the laws filled with religious bias. I break the law in the latter as often as I can. However, I do feel morally wrong about Mindy, when we had our first anal experience. Man, was that great and all. Researched it, got everything together, applied my research and went at it all night. In the morning, I made her ride her ten-speed home – Now that was fucking uncalled for and I am sorry Mandy – Oh damn, even got the bitch’s name wrong!

     And this is where I live. I overlook the town from my front porch and from the back, nothing but heavy woods on a side of a mountain. Yeah, lucky fucking me. It’s almost a sin to mention this. Deer, wolves, wild turkeys, and the occasional mountain lion.

     I can sit out back on the patio overlooking my rock garden and do my work on the laptop, and so can Laura. Also, I have the urge now and then to break the law as I mentioned. However, I won’t make her ride a bike afterwards, and those days of being dumb, well, nearly over now.

     So is my friend right in saying, “Redneck County?”

     Well, I would have to agree with her to an extent, sure…

     I am however, not a redneck by any measure of the word. I am a free-thinking spirit and a non-republican or democrat. Then again, I think you good people would know that already by now…