Sick Evil Jackson

It has gone on too long. Someone must make a stand. I'm sure you know what we are talking about here. Since the hand of God reached down and smite the evil arch paedophile Michael Jackson from the Earth it seems some sick shops and supermarkets are still selling immorral recordings he made whilst alive. No ammount of plastic surgery or drugs could mask the heinous crimes he was guilty of, no ammount of 'moonwanking' can save him. Our mission here at Skreeworld is to rid the whole town of paedo jacko. The major supermarkets are our first targets. Anyone who stands in our way will be regarded as complicit in Jacksons evil. Our righteous mission meens the possibility of conviction for criminal damage of CD's and DVD's in shop may be a price we will gladly pay and treat as an honour. Any security man, police, judge or jury that stands against our noble mission of cleansing the town of this filth will be treated as paedo enablers. Any blog followers who wish to help us on our crucade against Jackson and those who promnote his soil have our full backing. We must unite to prevent PAEDOGEDDON!

Embers and Flames

Had a beautiful and simple weekend seeing old friends all welcoming and warm. Life is good when some security of fabric, some permanence of substance punctuates the chaos of new faces. Tex took me to meet his new friend Byron whilst me and P got back to basics and watched flames under an open night sky and reminisced. Saw Devo and the Dean machine too. Life spins you off to all corners in its centrifuge but it is heart walming to know that ones family of friends are there. Still unchanged by circumstance.

Tex with new friend Byron

Robots rust neath Falcons

Cameron

Here at Skreeworld we like to keep abreast of current trends and having seen this Cameron character in the papers lately we felt it our duty to check out what he is all about. We watched Avatar. Apologies to fans but how can people become so detatched from the wonder of reality, the beauty, balance, depth and perfection of our reality that they can find this flat, simpletons vision of a world of any interest. The wonder, excitement and fear of reality fills me each day with awe and often terror. Avatar and the like reflect poorly on its fans. Each day, each moment of life holds more wonder than this rubbish. Am I alone? Last weekend me and PF watched peregrine falcons teaching thier young fledglings to hunt, watched fire. No human fantasy comes close to this wonder.

Devo - Safe House

The Deviant is at a secret location due to an avalanche of undeserved shit from small minded glombies who can't cope with deviant behaviour. Fortunately, being the Deviant, he has a link to beings on different planets, many as yet undiscovered by our best astronomers, specifically he is engaged in devious importation from Cirus Minor of substances that the fragile minds of commen man can barely concieve of. Were these substances to bleed in to contemporary culture one can only speculate on the psychosis and irrepairable brain damage they may cause. Hence filters such as Skreeworld are the only reliable sources, this is not only ones sanity that is at stake but ones immortal soul. Devo is, however, well, sending out love and and planning further Deviant activities devoid of all morrality that will, ultimately benefit all mankind.

The Libertines - What a Waster

mind your bleeding own you 2 bob cunt. where does all my money go? straight up her nose