Thursday, October 16, 2008

Chapter the Nineteenth

Oh What an incestuous bunch!

Its a rare occasion that the Master of Chi comes across such a bunch of incestuous stalwarts for lack of command of the English language. They do not intend to grow in any direction besides in the direction of ass kissing each other. Where he believes that criticism is the root of growth as entrepreneurs, as artists and more importantly as people.

They feed of these falsities as hungry beasts caged and feeding of there own scraps.
Statement such as the following fly by without a shadow of introspection of the true contents and nature of these beasts.
"Oh what nice peaches you have there."
"Well thanks I love your zucchini."

An how gleefully are they applauded by those that surround them feeding to deeper depths this insatiable appetite for self destruction. When those that arise to enlighten them they are mocked at and cast aside, labeled. Not realising that the casting aside has no effect for the enlightened are not there for name and fame.

Their audience in their folly jeering at the mockery in awe of the mockers who are slowly being swallowed up into the own incestuousness. Drowning with them their audience.

We watch with such distress these antics and hope for a better day. For it is not arrogance that plagues us but sheer worry for those who we accompany weather by choice, force or accident.

May their zucchini's and peaches' stay ripe through all this swill.

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Sunday, December 30, 2007

Chapter the Eighteenth

Deathbook:Of Men and Deer

With every corner of the globe covered by the big bad WWW, naivety reigns supreme. There are two types of people in this world those who pose no challenge to the sick and the sadistic and those who think they do.

Some are hooded, some prefer knowing the image of their face will be burnt into the retina of their prey's eyes, yet to find prey is simple, facebook, myspace, one click , multiple user names, different ages, ethnic groups, weights, religious beliefs, all the info a serial killer needs.

So a new breed of stalker has arisen, not one that creates a relationship and then strikes, for when do you ever comfort a deer before slaughtering it. No, studying it from a far, watching its movements, stalking it silently and striking as a true hunter would, no relationship no contact except at the last brutal moment of blood gurgling breath, watching the heat escape from the prey's body, perfectly executed, completely untraceable as their is no link to their victims, spread across the globe with only the fact that their every movement is published for stalkers to absorb.

Beware the Deathbook stalkers, for their realm is never ending and you are never out of their reach.

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Monday, September 10, 2007

Chapter the Seventeenth

Wipe crap with crap!

Ah, the beauty of letting a couple heavies go slinking down the bowl, the wonderful wafty aroma of that chocolaty stuff, His Chi-ness turn to face the paper of the Gods, to his utter dismay its not the normal 3 ply heaven he is accustomed to, its recycled!

And so ends the interlude to how the hell is recycled toilet paper made. Who ever even thought of it in the first place, wipe yourself with you own and other grimy googly gunk.

The process is simple, the addition of filters to sewer outlets, which is then raised and dried, they continue further into a soaking and separation process, after which its given a nice flavour of chemical treatment, to and i quote "Remove the impurities". Then this disgusting pulp of used toilet paper and other such goodies from our beloved sanitary systems is neatly pressed aligned into rows and cut. Not even bothering with scenting or even printing them. All so that it has softer feel.

Yes softer but how much of streptococcus, staphylococcus, E. coli and shigella bacteria, hepatitis A virus, all this packed into a neatly marketable product, not forgetting the reminants of dispelled excreta and urine that's apparently been chemically sanitised.

You see mans greed has caused the Ents to take charge, they with their high ranking hippy connections have found another way to disperse of human kind, being in cahoots with the cows the control of nature over man is growing immensely, all due to our lack of respect, We ourselves are now marketing our own demise.

Recycled toilet paper is not the way of the future especially when nature itself provides us with clean, harmless, effective cleaning methodologies.

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Friday, April 13, 2007

Chapter the Sixteenth

Luncheon is served best cold.

Many a farmer have pondered over the mysterious deaths of their chickens lately...

It is a very odd occurrence we of the chi have overhead, but we had not found what it is that is causing this devastation until recently. We have heard the cries in the dead of the day at night...(You maybe wondering we?). The screams of intense pain, the calls to free range, to be chickens once more.

Farmer Hoender awoke to the howls of his workers, In the dead of night yet it was as bright as day. There, mangled and twisted, lay the prize winning egg layer. her neck between the mesh, her eyes towards the heavens. Was this murder, an act of escapism from the pains of never ending day, a SUICIDE!

Seeing their beloved com padre, spurred on a series of such events within the fowl community, deaths have progressed far along the fowl land, and through Cho(The fowl form of chi) revelation occurred...

Turn the Red Sun off, expand our horizons, Stop the steroids, Grain fed my rectum, We will not have veggies shoved up our arse in this body builder state.

We do not want another Arnie fowl. The fowl community has vocalized and mobilized as far as their 30com by 30cm horizons allow them to. The great chicken depression has begun.

Aided and abetted by theSNOFMEISTER

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Author's note

After recent complaints about the nature of the chapters, the author has decided to put deeper thought into what he will be posting, leaving a greater feeling of open endedness, in the hope that such antics may realise much greater debates and discussions, as such the truth hidden in the fiction may arise to enlighten all that may arrive on this doorstep...

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Saturday, December 09, 2006

Chapter the Fifteenth

ENT(Electro Nanite Technololgy) and the Future of Our Linings

The Future of our linings have been infected, infected to such a degree that even those with will power tend to falter ever so slightly now and then, As the open flame from a candle to flickers in the breeze.

The age of technochemolgy has dawned, globalization is leading to a new form of communism, one where all think alike, act alike and look alike. Yet somehow the next age seems to be that of the geeks...

From the slums of china were once silken linings gave birth, arises technochemological linings, genes and electrodes combined in one, injected into thread, powered by fields within mammalian skin, a near perfect parasitic nano virus, stealing brain waves and decreasing output potential.

This is consumerism to its highest degree, the fashionista who thinks she has made her own ideal, does not see the hundreds with that same ideal, all sequentially and programmaticly designed into the cerebral marhitechture by the electro nanites. From fashion to thought, yes we see flickers of intelligence from the fashionista, a glimpse of the true person she once was, but now it is more reminent a 'ghost in the machine' effect of her marchitechtural redesign.

People cower/stand up to governments thinking its their own thought, whereas the reality is they are governed by a different force, yet not one that has united but one that is completely divided, one that has the same aim yet for different outcomes. His chi-ness in the whisper quite has seen the battle of the Brands first hand. Has seen the rolls of infected cloth sent to the slave shops, cut styled fitted and the programmed to infect and do the brands bidding.

There is a small bit strong opposition to this infiltration of the brands, and yes some see them as having no style while others within the same band have style beyond comparison. Where the electro nanites are fighting a loosing battle against pure unadulterated mammalian willpower, the same one who developed technochemology, the sons of the founders of the pilot which has gone so wrong, and they fight.

The age of the geek cannot come soon enough, for mankind needs salvation.

Though most have wondered few have truly pondered...

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Friday, June 16, 2006

Chapter the Fourteenth

Biochemical Pollen

Cynodon dactylon, Cyperus spp. grasses in the Highveld area of South Africa, that pollinate 9 months in a year. Who has ever heard of grasses that pollinate for 75% of the year? I know you’re thinking that don’t worry scientist will give us a good explanation? Do you really think you should believe everything funded by economic giants and overbearing governments, where you smell normal I smell conspiracy. So your enlightenment begins after all that’s what the chi is here for...

A little bit of a history lesson.

There was once a doctor, viz. Dr. Wouter Basson , who headed up
the CBW program, the South Africa's secretive chemical and biological warfare program, in the apartheid era. What did not come up in his trial was his attempt to strengthen the SA army and possible recruits to the SA army. Of course these experiments had to be done secretly and one of them had to do with pollination, Dr. Basson figured that if he could get the grasses in the Highveld to pollinate all year round he could silently experiment on the populace.

The idea was simple, get the grasses to between them continually pollinate i.e. when one stops pollinating their are others that still do pollinate, once that has been accomplished, since pollen is airborne, Basson would go further to genetically modify these pollens so that when released it would be inhaled by homo sapiens, strengthening bodies and indoctrinating their minds to fight for the government.

How this has to be done was due to the hybrid strain of pollen containing enzymes and nanites that would attach themselves to the human DNA and cells gradually modifying them, into these mind controlled super humans, unfortunately early tests did not produce the great results expected, we see some improvement like high tolerance to cold, larger physical frames, etc. This experimentation was stopped and the modification not undone and as soon as the strain of pollen spread it began mutating as a disease, and started creating growths of different sorts. In the mildest cases those affected have really bad tolerance to pollen and developed severe allergies, but in other cases we see sterility, uncontrollable rage and even cases of schizophrenia, and psychopathic tendencies.

However this seems to be limited to specific parts of SA generally those with the highest crime rates, Government denies all knowledge of this due to the ill bearing effect this news will have internationally especially for Tourism SA. In fact Tourism SA and the DTI are the major contributors to keeping this under wraps; this discovery could very well affect the face of politic in SA.

Readers be careful with knowledge you have, as a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.


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