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Great Music.

Cover of Pete Tong

I have always been a sucker for Great music.  This week I received three fantastic albums through the post.  I collect all the Disco Discharge compilations.  The latest one to come through my door is Euro Beats.  On this there is a cool track on disc 2.  It is the second track on disc 2 called Can't Hold Back by Kano.  This track is from 1982, and yet somehow I remember it well.  Also on this second disc, there is a track called We Gotta Do It by DJ Proffesor Featuring Zappala.  This track is from 1991, and it also featured in the very first Essential Selection.  Pete Tong heavily rotated it on many of his early Radio-1 shows. 

The second compilation I recieved was In The Dark Of Night.  This is a Gothic compilation made up of many interesting acts.  There is a track by Faithful Dawn, which I've never heard before.  There is a neo-classical project on disc 1 called I...Deviant.  The I...Deviant track is called Darkness And Decay, and reminds me of Sopor Aeternus And The Ensemble Of Shadows.  But without the Varney type vocals. 

The third compilation is called Still Dying In The 21st Century.  It collects tracks by female singers.  There is only one Gothic band I have heard from on the compilation.  The Goth band is called Pink Hearse.  It would've been nice to have an odd track by My Ruin.  Sometimes, I feel that compilations are not very well thought out properly.  Then sometimes, you get a fantastic collection of songs spread over two discs.  

Frank W Spencer Day.

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I often wake up believing that I got out of bed the wrong way.  It doesn't take me much to get out of routine.  It's like having a cold or flu symptoms that you can't shake off.  I get things out of context, and start to get confused and muddled up. 

This is only half the story.  Having Asperger's is like sleepwalking in a very nasty continuous dream/nightmare.  Most of the time you can't wake up.  I can also blank out for a short length of time too.  This can be quite dangerous, if I don't have full control over myself. 

When I was a child I was very bad at keeping steady time.  I would often fall over items, even if they were right out of arms reach.  I would fall or bang into things in shops.  I remember one occasion where I'd knocked over a swivel record rack.  I was a proper Frank Spencer, and got bullied because of this.  One occasion, I took a clock to school.  This was because I was convinced, that the teacher had told me to do so.  People with Asperger's tend to do/say/hear things without being in mind.  This is called TOM...Theory Of Mind. 

At school, I'd hear things spoken by others.  And yet they hadn't said anything at all.  This confused me a lot.  Why did people say things, and then deny that they'd ever said anything at all?  It even happens now.  I get neurotypical twats claiming they know me, far better than I know myself.  These idiots haven't even hardly spent any time with me at all.  And yet, they seem to make it well known, that they know me so well.  Aspies also tend to do many things, without any thinking strategy.  I've never liked the company of others. 

Even when people in general haven't asked for my permision, to touch me.  They go and touch me in a non-consentual manner.  It's a bit like being on a Gothic dancefloor.  The rules are simple.  Do not touch, unless you are asked to.  This is what The Lady Of The Manners teaches.  There are some very good points to Gothic Charm School.  Manners maketh a man/woman better.  Frank Spencer learns too.  Even though he's a one man disaster-zone.

God Forsaken. by Mark Parry.

God Forsaken.

Around some quirky corner is a memory.

There lies a fragment of the past.

Such as a horrible face or diguise.

A lurking light out of sight.

Trying to catch a cautious eye.

Standing around in a small corner.

In some god forsaken hellish place.

Waiting to spellbind you with delight.

Keeping its harmful plan from view.

And all along you already knew.

The hurtful pain of a kiss.

The stroke of a cruel hand.

Lips that couldn't accept you.

The rolling thunder of rejection.

Clasping hands around the throat.

On the outskirts of society.

The love of silent sobriety.

Somehow you still survive in pieces.

A broken dream lays supreme.

Among the ruined shadows.



Gothic Revolution.

The Gothic revolution has now begun.  Our world of darkness and decay shall rule eternally.  All chavs and yobs will be enslaved forever.  We are the monsters underneath your bed.  We are the creatures that you've always feared.  Inside our Gothic Cathedral of Doom we shall speak Satanic Verses against the earth.  We will blot out the sun from your eyes.  The Devil shall command you to scream blue murder.  The moon shall be as pale as the lifeless corpse that you are.  The dead shall arise in the sea of negativity.  Creativity shall spring forth from the mouths of true Prophets.  And frogs shall rain down on the earth for a year. 

The Revelation has been spoken.  Destiny calls the lonely homeward bound.  Fragile Black Roses shall shatter in the winds of chaos.  Tombs shall crack open and spew forth Nocturnal blood.  Winged angels of darkness take flight.  A frosted blue moon hangs in the silent skies above.  Death Spells are spoken by Witches of Aradia.  The sunsets of purple shall capture our hearts forever.  The rivers of darkness and decay go on and on.  Thirteen chimes from the Bell Tower Clock.  It rings in the midnight air with a fearsome omnipresence.  All shadows succumb to the witchhearts of destruction.  Nothing escapes the binding rhythms of Nekromantium. 

Then I heard ten million strong Ravens.  They overshadowed the night air with a fearful sounding screech.  They caused burial chambers to open violently, like a thousand earthquakes together at the same time.  I could see giant black serpents dancing on the edge of the sun.  All the lost souls gathered at the edges of every universe.  They waged their own war against humanity.  Then I saw a doomed world of death and ice.  It was crawling on all fours at the feet of demanding Femme Fatales.  They were the most gorgeous and attractive Evilites you'd ever seen.

Forgotten Gods and Goddesses came to ravage the world.  They took out the light that was fake, out of its eye.  Then the Nocturnal Queen Of The Damned returned through a space-portal.  She sat on her dark throne of night, as a warrior to the lost.  Outcasts and ostracised people fell at her feet.  They worshipped and adored her for thousands of millenias.  Beautiful wishing angels danced in Gothic Clubs.  They flew around the highest points of Nighclub-Cathedrals.  Floating in and around the shadows of Moonbases. 

The earthly weapons will all become obselete.  The powers of crime will be swept away by Invisible Supernatural Energy.  This Invisible Supernatural Energy will render all guns and bombs useless.  The USA already has something very similar to this Invisible Force.  But when Supernatural powers take absolute control of earth.  There will not be any more wars.  The war to end all wars will be total Supernatural Dominion.  Milewide Motherships are already returning back to earth.  Alien Crafts can intercept our planet, and leave again in an instant.  Space-portals are like secret hidden mirrors beyond time.  Twisted creatures can enter in, without being spotted by radar etc.

There is also a multi-layering system.  This is where many universes all get caught up in a whirling Supernatural cyclone.  Many universes are compacted together in one place.  Ghosts are photocopies of past and future events, that have either unfolded or haven't unfolded.  Many universes are like projectors beyond time and space.  Some worlds have not yet come into existence.  They are still waiting to be born or reborn.  If unaccepted universes are reborn, they will be transported into an invisible future. There is much more than what the eye can see.  Shadow-worlds are in total control of everything we either see, or never see or touch.

(C+P) 2011 by Mark Parry.

Revolt.

It's nice to know that Egypt has risen up.  The long useless governing system must now come to an end.  It shows just what the people can do.  You can smash the system, and kick out an old and worthless government.  If a system is useless, then get rid of it.

This is what could happen here in England.  British people could say Enough Is Enough.  Governments are far too harsh on their people.  They slowly ebb away at our human rights.  They impose sanctions on Sub-cultures.  And they even stop people living peaceful and stress-free lives.  There are far too many spies in this England today.  And the reason why I've highlighted this, is because  Private companies are snooping into our lives.

How does spying take place?  There are many ways in which organisations can find out information about you.  Insurance companies do a lot of snooping.  Infact, they are far more nosey than the Social Services, or even The Police.  If you are into a Sub-culture like Goth.  They can have you over-a-barrel, when you try to get insurance on your life, or house and its contents etc.  If you have a so-called Mental Health difficulty, they can use that against you.  All as insurance companies want, is your money.  Insurance companies are very crafty.  They get you deeper and deeper into unforeseen circumstances.  Your policies become more and more worthless, as your health deteriorates.  What is the point in having Insurance?

I urge society to think long and hard, before getting too deep into the Insurance Scam.  It is the biggest scam of the century.  Insurance companies profiteering from what little you have.  It's another scam of life, to throw money at these bastards in suits.  Investment isn't about money.  It's about how good the product is.  Will it benefit all of mankind?  That's why I think charities are also wrong.  The product they are offering is worthless.  This is because they have no intention whatsoever, to benefit all of mankind.  Someone is craming it off the top.  Take from the poor and give to the rich.  That's the moto of Insurance companies today.

Let's revolt against these idol bastards.  Boycott your local community.  You can do it to a certain extent.  Boycott your local Council etc.  Boycott football.  Boycott shops where the staff do not understand what disability is.  Boycott your local church or vicar.  Boycott the Media, TV and Celebrities.  Boycott Sainsbury's and Marks And Spencers.  Why should I buy expensive food?  Food should be reasonably cheap. 

Natural Depression.

Whenever an individual goes to see his/her GP, about depression.  They are soon met with ignorant hostility.  The person with depression should be helped and guided to better treatment.  Not humiliated in front of everybody.  Natural Depression effects many people.  But what about the consequences of telling a GP, that you feel depressed?  Society in general doesn't want to know.  The Community Mental Health Services don't give you the correct diagnosis.  They soon pass you off as some kind of fruit loop.  This isn't very good attitude, from those we are suppossed to put our compleat trust in. 

There is suppossed to be a Mental Health Charter.  This gives you the full facts on all your rights.  It's probably different for each Country.  In Denmark there is a good law.  This tells disabled people they do have the right to a decent sexlife, just like everybody else.  Poor disabled people are given special Sex Vouchers.  These can be redeemed for safe sex, with special sex therapists.  These special sex therapists are trained, to help disabled people seek out the best and safest sex.  Sex for disabled people is mostly performed in safe environments, that also cater for Autistic people too.

There is also a deliberate cover up, where governments are plotting up against disabled people.  Many disabled people are secretly abused by politicians, that seem to always go out of their way, and cause us harassments on every level of life.  We are treated as scapegoats by so-called modernists.  It is these so-called modernists that treat us as inferior, and a waste of space.  This is how I certainly feel everyday.  You are stuck at a wall that you cannot get over.  And many social communities treat you as a loafhead, when all along I have more intelligence than most idiots.