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1 15 16 17 22 23 24 25 27 28 29 30 31 33 34 36 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 57 58 59 61 64 65 72 Hallucinating Arkansas Future Headlines Hey! Guess What!?! The Audacity of Freedom Thanks for the Cravings The Stunning Plight of Space Turtle Fucking About Fuck WARNING: I May Not Be Me Roadside Improvement Snotty Starjammer To Hell With Logic and Reasoning! dreams from last night People Sing About Me Love Me And Buy My Smokes Please Sloth is the Slut Our Clown Shaking Luther King Our Clown Scene Two lad at the fit harvest An Olympic Parable Food Preferences Love Poems and Women An Open Letter to America There’s something about K-Pop Proud to be Bavarian Say It Out Loud Afterglow The Quantum Scratches Cement The Trouble with Fembots Attacking Hope Survival Garden Inevitable Endings The Bright and Shining Stars The Bitter Kiss of Moloch Customary Economics We Rise Utopia Lullaby .
Hallucinating Arkansas Hallucinating Arkansas I'm sick of Arkansas being portrayed in patronizing ways dumb back streets and dry hump ghost towns spoiled southern belles smoking a crack pipe I won't do that. Arkansas I want your cock in my mouth your swamp on my chest West Memphis in my nose holes forests in my ass i want to grope your hills and mountains piss your rivers on my face. and let it run down your plains into your caves your earthquakes up my spine let your strong winds carry me away to your dry county rape parties filled with blow job baby dolls give me your rice field meth labs and black eyed beauties give me your wiener let me polish your bald knob finger fuck your grubbs and goobers flick my tongue all over your possum grape I hold no pity or disgust for your slutty fat girls your old men paying to suck my dick your innocent. I love you Arkansas I love your lazy I love your crazy I love how you beat me I want you to fuck me. pretty love run your witches out of down town let your meth head judges send me to your filthy jails let your children shoot your guns and hold up in your sun down towns 1 .
Timothy Bowen I still crave you I desire you Arkansas I can't run too far from you no matter how hard I try and I try and I try and I try Alaska holds no candle to you frantic gropes to underage Eskimos in crowded crack filled hotel rooms hitch hiking in swarms of mosquitoes bus station beat downs on old women drinking drinking puking smashing heads bullet holes on all the road signs breathless in the last frontier on top of the world i crave you Arkansas Colorado may stand taller than you needles in the streets of tiny magic doll house towns hippies and dippies and sex in the van empty beer bottles filled with used needles gallons of luke warm water so there's something to puke soap opera parks and soup kitchens and neo Nazi bullies I don't need you to be tall. Arkansas I will slouch for you I will bend over for you I will bow down on all fours I open my mouth I don't crave Illinois I forsake my birth my first birth the ovaltine factory ruins the hedge maze play dates the trailer park dungeons and dragons the meaningless and impotent virginal crushes misfit vandalism and outcast bonding where nothing changes and we still love the cubs and dirt weed and old style 2 .
dreadlocked Oklahoma cocksmen delighting me with small talk until the dawn excited to be too drunk to drive to Oklahoma for no reason sleeping in the Oklahoma camps at Arkansas gatherings lusting to be OK to be with Oklahoma I will ignore my craving for Virginia's large breasts and great ass and excellent taste in media Virginia's brilliant boy scouts who defy to overflow oh Arkansas. I can forget how much weight is lost in Boston and how perfectly we clicked 3 .Hallucinating Arkansas still looking down on Wisconsin poor pathetic Wisconsin I give it all back here's your Lincoln. here's your Obama you burn down all my old houses Arkansas you baptize my past with fire my piss and fire Illinois rain dances my Illinois reunions my Illinois reruns my Illinois girls that got away my Illinois boys I'll never taste calling out my vomit like babe ruth hiding under an orange stool in my grandparent's kitchen my sick and fake first kiss I forsake my pill bottle cry for attention goat whores of Louisiana I'll keep hiding from my warrants for unlawful dancing in Missouri I'll try not to cheat on you again with Oklahoma perfect nimble Oklahoma breasts covered in food Brilliant.
Timothy Bowen I will not be tempted by tax free shopping in Delaware or soul-mates of Wilmington I won't ask for visitation rights to Tennessee I can miss another Memphis in May I can forget the peddlers on Beale the flips and hoops and cart wheels the willing and eager whores the cheap heroin and cheaper murder Three Six Mafia orange mound sippin sizzurp with the thugs watching lemon heads shoot up in new daisy's back stage cheering cheering packed in crowded clubs greyhound horror. Peabody parties I ask you Arkansas to forgive my failures of Vermont Absolve my crushing defeat of New Mexico Look past my wanderings in Washington and Idaho My kidney stones of Portland take pity on my fear of California and infatuation with New York make sure Canada forbids me entry keep me only joking about Mexico fan my hatred of Texas keep me sheltered and land locked keep the oceans at their bays I won't run from your summers Arkansas I won't hide from your starting quarterback meth cook warlocks of your baptist churches I will can-toke in Ridgepoint I will take the cup you offer me even if I can't see you mix it next time we fuck I will call you the next day next time you give me an obvious opening I will steal your Arkansas kisses next time we date I will be passionate without being desperate or creepy 4 .
Hallucinating Arkansas next time I suck your cock I will swallow all of your Arkansas next time I'm in the cunt of Arkansas I will not prematurely ejaculate with my tiny lincoln log no I will last hours with my reborn Arkansas cock and ball honesty my pea-cocking Arkansas fetishes of feet and piss and Asians and school girls and piles of cock I don't want to couch surf away from you I want to couch host in you I want to give guided tours of Hot Springs the sin city of the south I want to re-open your bath houses I want to advertise your brothels I want to direct the sequel to Bangin in Little Rock restart the segregation riots start a new communist revolution in the birthplace of ACORN I want to birth another exciting house show scene in Jonesboro and watch it dissolve again from petty bickering I want to get a civil union in Eureka Springs and smoke it's decriminalized weed only to tear down the statue of jesus like sadam's in Iraq I want to date rape every Dugger in Fayetteville every one who's name starts with the letter J I want to eat the dirt Johnny Cash was born on I want to piss on Clinton's boyhood home you take me as I am Arkansas you take my shrivelled fat white boy bad posture dry cum stained cock you take my under-wiped and willing asshole 5 .
Timothy Bowen my man boobs gaped teeth body odor you take my Arkansas vanity my Arkansas paranoia my Arkansas superstition self loathing suicidal Arkansas thoughts we are flawed and majestic and misunderstood together Arkansas we are statutory inter-racial gay married under Jewish cemetery stars we embalm we talk down we use each other in desperate sweaty revenge one night stands my next tattoo will be your outline Arkansas my next book will be this love letter to you Arkansas my next job will be screaming your name my next protest will be for Arkansas secession my next spell cast will be for Arkansas supremacy Can I sail away on a ship the shape of Arkansas? Can we sing the battle hymn of Arkansas? Family Tradition Can I smoke only home grown Arkansan? Hog's Breath Can I only swim in Arkansas quarries? First mushroom trips Fishing like grizzly bears? Get nasty with Arkansas whores and dry grope the nice girls of Arkansas? Can I only be penetrated by Arkansas cock? tour the Arkansas circuit? ride the Arkansas wave? project only Arkansas vibe? suffer only Arkansas bipolar dissociative disorders? take only Arkansas beat downs? give beat downs back dirty south Arkansas style unique? 6 .
my older brother Bob Bob from Twin Peaks Bob Dobbs Bob Wilson Bob Shea Planet Bob The legend of Jonesboro Bob Bob who I steal clothes from Bob who I steal girls from Bob who I steal cigarettes from Here in Arkansas where my family worries less about me Here in Arkansas where my family enables me bails me out. When I die again can I be buried in Arkansas? Next to my grandma and Xander and Dee and David Ray and Josh Cliff and the Knights Pythias and my Arkansas regrets? Come find me in Arkansas I'll be with my much admired mother hear my joke about being from Holly Wood I'll be with my dad who's from Arkansas hippy shaman dad who named me after Tim Leary I'm here in Arkansas with my younger brothers home schooled in Arkansas finding themselves in Arkansas becoming men in Arkansas making me proud in Arkansas I'm with you in Arkansas. Texarkana bam.Hallucinating Arkansas Arkadelphia slam. keeps me company Tries their hardest to understand me Loves me regardless Keeps me coming back to Arkansas I'm a boss in Arkansas people throw me best boss ever surprise parties like a boss I'm a rock star in Arkansas people sing along at my shows and own all my albums I'm a Pope in Arkansas people joined my church of Y'all I'm a celebrated author in Arkansas people keep my books on their shelves 7 .
Protector of Mexico and God-King of Arkansas I am the queen of the Arkansas queers I am the bottom bitch of Arkansas whores I am the Arkansas failure college drop out loser guru I am the inside joke I'm still on your mind and I made an impact Arkansas Ginsberg Arkansas Hafiz Arkansas Bukowski Arkansas Dada I'm lost in Arkansas I'm found in Arkansas filthy thoughts Arkansas sloppy grabbing drunk Arkansas dynamic as all things changing and growing and rotting and evolving and rebuilding Arkansas will I ever expel the demon of Arkansas upside down cross flag Freemason curses? will I ever fall recklessly in first real soul touch Arkansas love? Craighead walks and grave yard blow-jobs and skipping school home video parody rhapsody? painful Arkansas bitter Arkansas the darkest sleepless Arkansas nights and forceful wet dream Arkansas wanting to hide from it all blow up Arkansas and shoot until I run out of bullets how do you like me now Arkansas? bang bang Arkansas fuck you you’re the worst state ever. Arkansas I can’t help you if you won’t get naked 8 . Arkansas free the West Memphis Three.Timothy Bowen I am the patron saint of Arkansas I took Blanche Lincoln's senate seat away from her I am the cocksman of Arkansas I am Emperor Timothy Norton.
exposed Arkansas I have to have you like this I can’t just love your pretty face I have to love you stretch mark naked scars and bars naked too fat or too skinny naked behind the make up Arkansas birth marks Arkansas bags under eyes cellulose on your thighs gutted buildings filled with homeless the given up naked and unloved Arkansas molested run away Arkansas holy holy naked Arkansas bring back your smoking sections Arkansas I miss your late night Perkins freak show friend meetings smoke and coffee on a school night bring back your misty nights Arkansas I miss the long walks and illogical talks heads in the clouds bring back my teenage Arkansas optimism True Arkansas Hedonism Craighead County Thrash Core White kids playing electro pop in Ray’s Boom Boom Room Epic bombastity opening for Kimya Dawson 9 .Hallucinating Arkansas Arkansas Naked unjust Arkansas Naked unfair Arkansas Naked without pro foot ball Naked like Hillary’s shame Naked with your ongoing incest and ongoing hangings Naked with your STD capitals bare.
The Light. Hellcake. Guitar Throb Arkansas Arkansas where I’ll always remember the green house on the corner the hide out in the woods by the train tracks the nights we fucked in public the lower level entrance to the library the inside/outside tables in Wilson Hall the pool outside the student housing the back row of the Christmas parade under my trench coat and the pavilion by the lake with the turtle in it that time we tag teamed that sexy black girl in the back yard all under the same Arkansas sky the stars over Arkansas who have recordings of me in oh so many incriminating situations our stars our Arkansas stars shadow people bad trip Arkansas stars fish at my feet on dry ground colored lights Arkansas stars bored lonely looking at the sky so fuck toilet titties Alabama hung betrayal and keep your shuggoths Rhode Island noise bands dark armies in Maine seriously fuck the Carolinas the Dakotas and West Virginia 10 . LVRS/HTRS.Timothy Bowen the feeling of knowing Justin Clifford Rhody is coming back to town warm Arkansas memories groups of friends coming together for the show bring me all the flyers we made the magical nights bring back Dream Stomper. Bernstein Band. 87 Yota. Brides of Christ.
I’d like to drop some real talk before we go any further I would leave you in a heartbeat for a one way ticket anywhere outside the Americas but don’t worry Arkansas I’m poor and my mother worries I’m not going anywhere soon I’m sick of drugs being misrepresented I’m sick of addicts being portrayed in patronizing ways I don’t want to sit in a room full of people congratulating themselves for the jacked up on coffee and nicotine sobriety they are so proud of don’t tell me any human is powerless or statically unchanging or defined by a habit I’m sick of punishment and isolation in the place where rehabilitation and job training belong I’m sick of anyone ever being called mentally ill like insanity is some permanent state instead of something that comes and goes in all of us like sadness and rapture and boners and lovers 11 . Arkansas.Hallucinating Arkansas I’m sorry Nebraska but I don’t like bright eyes enough to bother Kansas can fuck right off with that store we got caught grazing in Kentucky you’re cool I guess I would not mind going back to Iowa As for the rest I’m in no way affected in any way no thoughts no opinions Hawaii I’m curious about but honestly.
Timothy Bowen and Arkansas I’m sick of living people trying to tell me about the afterlife like virgins describing sex I have died and I went to Arkansas and as far as I’m concerned everyone goes to Arkansas when they die as well no Mormon can tell me Eden was in Missouri they are wrong fuck Joseph Smith Eden was and still is in Arkansas so is Egypt and England and Paris and Palestine and alien radio voodoo towers and the coolest wizard I’ve ever met and cabals of maniac tricksters and people who look great wearing shades experts at giving hugs the living embodiments of wikipedia and IMDB all here all in Arkansas I hate that one of the only portrayal of homosexuals that isn’t patronizing was on the Sarah Silverman Program but hey it’s progress better than nothing better than what Arkansas has decide on something better choose an awesome Arkansas remade in our image our new football team can be the Arkansas Cock Lazers and we’ll punish our players for not celebrating enough our new state bird can be Hawkman state flower the poppy plant state song Raining Blood we can elect Dwight David Honneycut as Governor we can outlaw churches and banks and turn all the unused buildings into even more buffets 12 .
Hallucinating Arkansas an awesome Arkansas our Arkansas I won’t write poetry I will write Arkansan Broetry I will start a secret society of Broets who write from the gut naked Broems with our cocks singing our bro-hymns trying to one up each other and see who can say the word cocksman the most in our epic Broems summoning Cockgod like chanting candyman in the mirror I’m four duding in Arkansas I am the fourth dude Bro Jesus homeless wandering liar prophet this being my only possession this long rant this cry for help I stand before Arkansas this mad naked Broet no phone no car no job no horse no wife no mustache one dude one lonely dude lonely for Arkansas begging for Arkansas I saw all of you for who you are the beautiful unique radiant creatures it killed me that I could not show you that I could find no way to express the amazing blinding love and acceptance without coming across as a fake or wanting something from you so I shut down again and you thought I was being shady but your beauty is frightening and of course I was afraid yet aren’t fear and love the same? awful or awesome are just awe shock and awe 13 .
Timothy Bowen my reaction to your faces shocking awesome faces I could never forget you I will always forgive you your mark is eternal even if you never see it yourself or no one else ever sees it in you know that I saw it know that it changed me please finally understand that I love you 14 .
Humanity collectively says “suck it” to Big Oil CEOs. endless. prompting The Mormon Church to give up on their childish persecution of homosexuals. high speed Internet to any device that wirelessly connects to the Internet.Hallucinating Arkansas Future Headlines Zero point energy bomb dropped . Rich people formerly known as the global elite start killing themselves as they are faced with the reality that their careers are suddenly rendered moot. Remaining Oil is Pumped Back Into Earth To Prevent Further Disaster 15 .wirelessly charging all technology indefinitely. Free global wireless broadband bomb also dropped that provides free. and begin sharing videos of victory at alarming rates. Protesters around the globe suddenly realize all of their devices are charged for free by zero point energy bomb. humanity starts collecting all weapons and melting them to harvest the base metals to be used to build new cities. effectively silencing all anti-gay propaganda campaigns. Global governments suddenly realize punishing humans for addictive behavior is in itself destructive behavior and start offering free therapy and rehab in place of punishment. The Revolution becomes sexual Polygamy becomes legal. Massive global music and sex festivals planned. and that all of their devices are connected by the free global broadband bomb. With all devices charged for free forever by the Zero Point Bomb and connected for free forever by the Global Broadband Bomb.
Timothy Bowen HEY! GUESS WHAT!?! Do you realize what you are really doing when you label another human being? Sure. The few encounters you have had with this person are but a small fraction of their entire lives. 16 . and these labels are pulling you further and further away from the oneness that we all are. according to their upbringing. in which case the label might change to "patriot" or "buddy"). Have a great day. What you're really doing is propagating a cycle of suffering. It's happening right now. including their past. Your forced separation with the eternal will continue and grow the more you wear your shades of ignorance in place of viewing each living human being as holy and part of yourself. I've done it a few times in my life. that person is nothing more than a human. which are things that you will never fully know or understand during your time on earth." or "asshole. You see." or "looser. This will cause you to suffer when they don't act according to your label. and I'm sure you have too. for yourself and everyone else you come in contact with. and you think "redneck. and future. and this suffering will spread. By labeling them you have now mythologized them into something not human. and what the universe has subjectively inflicted upon them. of course you subjectively agree with such things. That last person you decided was a "bum" or a "loser" has become part of your twisted personal mythology as such." (Unless. or what's right. one who by all rights is doing what he/she feels is the best thing to do. and will base your future encounters with them on your own subjective and flawed human perceptions. The person who has been bothering you most lately most likely is completely ignorant to the suffering you're going through. You see some guy with a confederate flag trucker hat on over his mullet.
rationalizes that hippies praying for peace is just as important to investigate. is considered to be an entity that terrorizes the country and is a national security threat. who are supposed to "protect and serve. I was 17 .Part One Freedom is such a strange concept these days. Everywhere I've traveled. 2001 was a year where I took one of my many travels to "liberate myself from Jonesboro. The "organization" that hosts these events. are now under U. it seems.S. I've been incarcerated quite a few unnecessary times. is considered a terrorist organization.Hallucinating Arkansas The Audacity of Freedom . and our public servants. at worst. that meets every year in national parks on the 4th of July to pray for peace. I see homelessness overcrowding shelters. Military occupation." I attended my first National Gathering of the Tribes. thus spending taxpayer money. The most recent time I've been sent to county jail was over someone else's bad handwriting. and breaking taboos that. This country is so insane. On September 11. The family members of the "ringleader" were the only people free to fly at all in this country on the days after the tragedy. are only mildly harmful to themselves. Think about this. Whoever did it is still at large. endlessly. A country that still hasn't brought justice to the sick killers behind such a national tragedy. We really live in a country where a group with such a name. that has now been proven to have no connection to the attacks. and I'm sick of it. whose only crimes are being poor. 2001 a grossly unreasonable amount of lives were lost. or Rainbow Family Gathering." are wasting time and resources on a wild goose chase to enforce rules that prevent harmless. The Rainbow Family of Living Light. consensual acts between adults. The citizens of a neighboring country. thus overcrowding inhumane jails and prisons that do nothing to rehabilitate the prisoners. supposedly intended to bring justice to these deaths.
so we used a pay phone at the only gas station in town. My traveling companions and I had stopped in Alton to visit a friend. Regardless. the government has immunity against negligence lawsuits. I was bailed out and got proof from the street department. on my way back home after the Rainbow Gathering. smell. and when I spoke to lawyers about what happened. Alton has a population in the hundreds. I remember an older. antiquated system has forced on me. The plan was to call once we were in town to get directions. that was the cause of this injustice was a government entity. was told that there was a new policy. The Jonesboro Street Department. was told that since the company I did the service for. this is where you're getting fucked. Every citizen of Alton glared at as like we were less than scum as they commenced 18 . None of us had a cell phone. and had agreed over the phone earlier to host us. inhumane place unjustly. there was nothing I could do legally.Timothy Bowen sentenced to community service over a no proof of insurance ticket. being a small town. but that the company. skinny man on the crew with me saying." His name was Elvis. and sound overly displayed this fact. Hell. "Remember this kid. When my friends and I got into Alton. who had his own apartment. Nick grew up in Alton and had first attended a Rainbow Gathering when a regional took place in the national forest very close by. and the charges were cleared. I spent time in a horrible. We had decided to spend the night with Nick's younger brother. everyone knew each other. It turns out. at the time. who was. I'm sure the four of us felt and tasted like it as well. That wasn't the worst injustice this cruel. if my memory serves me right. and upon completing the work. and. we had been either living in a forest or in a vehicle for over a month. and that we didn't turn in slips to our probation officer. in 2001. barely remembering what happened. would simply fax a list saying who completed how many hours. if anyone would have been so brave to test. Luckily. A year later I was arrested for revocation of probation and spent a night in jail. Nick. The most appalling run in with the law I've had happen to me was in Alton Missouri. in the Alton prison. and I'm sure our appearance.
each one pointing a flash light on me. It was awesome. they didn't make it very far before Alton police pulled them over for looking "suspicious. vowing to never set foot in the state of Missouri again. I met "The Dude. the three I was traveling with started craving beer. Scared to death I answered affirmatively. I chose to stay at the apartment with Nick's brother while they went. and made them say who owned each bag. that wasn't even on me at the time. each one blaring it's brights on me. It was my first time seeing one of my favorite bands. and the closest place to purchase said beer was a thirty minute drive. The sheriff then proceeded to explain the situation to me and gave me a ticket for possession of the pipe he found in my backpack. My backpack was identified as belonging to me. Amy. After waiting in the apartment for over three hours. and being that Alton was dry. who was not present. 19 . I walked back to the apartment and tore the ticket to shreds." whose real life personality inspired the character. It was searched.Hallucinating Arkansas about their regular lives. I stupidly decided to call and see what was taking so long. was found to have a glass pipe in her possession with a small amount of marijuana ash still in it. Unknown to me. which meant walking the two blocks to the gas station and using the pay phone. She was ticketed for possession of paraphernalia and a separate ticket for the ashes in it. The driver of the car. The first time was on the way to Lebowski Fest in Louisville. "Are you Timothy Bowen?" I heard asked of me. I'm glad I broke my vow for it. Timothy Bowen. He wiped a booger on my ticket. After visiting for a while. since Nick's brother did not own a house or cell phone. I didn't even make it one block before I was surrounded by cop cars. I have stepped foot on Missouri soil twice since. and we immediately went there." and illegally searched the car without consent. I still have it. What seemed to me like a small army of cops then got out of their cars and circled me. and my pipe was confiscated. They Might Be Giants. and by the grace of god made it out without having my ID ran for the warrants I know I have there. The cops then lined all the rest of our belongings up. It turned out that the apartment was two blocks away.
and perceptions. I was on my way home from my most recent failed attempt at emancipation from Jonesboro. I'm tired of running from lines on a map. I will try to turn their fears of Armageddon into hope for Utopia. flipping off the Missouri welcome sign. to me now. Real freedom. I was going to punch the officer. I don't want to do that anymore. literally minutes before midnight had struck. I spent the first minutes of September 11. I was out of danger. and if I find myself behind bars and walls again. I've decided tonight that freedom from a town isn't real freedom. I kept seeing my temporal location as having something to do with the frequency. the town I've lived in since I was 16. Jonesboro does not enslave me. so that I could experience going to jail for actually committing a crime I felt would be worthy of being punished for in such a way. Up until now I've been telling my friends that if a cop starts the process of arresting me with intent to imprison me. and wonderful people live here. September 10. for when the bus crossed the border back in to Arkansas. 2008. Arkansas. is believing in a better world. 20 . I don't see freedom from walls and bars as real freedom anymore. Amazing things have happened in this town. I now see how I was wrong. watching it grow smaller. Again. I'm glad I broke my vow. however. flying out of Missouri at nearly a mile a minute. behavior. when trying to hasten and strengthen great experiences and friendships. and quality of such beauty. the seven year anniversary of our national tragedy. I'm not afraid of jail anymore either. and suspect that what matters are our own attitudes. I intend on trying my best to convince everyone of my fellow inmates that we can make this world more perfect. This is also true of any place in the world. I find it funny to think that seven years is a common amount of time for most statutes of limitations. The town I've lived in the longest I've lived in any of the others. I no longer want to be free from Jonesboro.Timothy Bowen The second time was this last Wednesday.
Jolene dropped by. Oddly enough. You guessed it. She spoke of her wish to start planning great things. I have the freedom to do nothing and give up. First. I've been here one day. has returned and is on a mission "to make Jonesboro cool again.Hallucinating Arkansas I intend on spending my time in Jonesboro the same way. Eric. 2008 PART TWO I guess I have the freedom to give up on my dreams and hopes. I expect to be mocked similarly for posting this. Then. it wasn't I that mentioned making Jonesboro a great place to be either time. I have the freedom to yell “MAY DAY!!” at the top of my lungs today. I do find it inspiring to know I'm already not alone. and mockingly told me about how a mutual friend. Raley picked me up." I don't blame Raley for his attitude regarding Eric's trip. Written on May 1. and have had two visitors. 2011 21 . I also don't see freedom from other peoples' mockery as real freedom anymore either. Written on Sept 12.
time’s running out There’s no reason to even bother With anything less than the best in you 22 . outrageous. ridiculous passion Impress me for once and show me some life Now or never.Timothy Bowen Thanks For The Cravings Give me violence of the heart Take me out of my mind and back A smack across the face passion Spontaneous.
the racers set off on a two lap run to Jupiter and back. The animals were handpicked from circus performing critters by the United Planets Presidents The Bush Twins. which sent him quantum jumping into Wonderland. The race was founded by eccentric trillionaire and acid guru . the first turtle was sent into outer space on a galactic race against the first rabbit to leave the Earth. to not waste fuel or crash into asteroids. Intergalactic Hare switched it into hyper drive and flew into a black hole. Outfitted with the best nanotech and mind altering computer chips.Hallucinating Arkansas The Stunning Plight of Space Turtle In 2037. where he met Alice. Space Turtle took it a slow and steady course. The End 23 .that kid from the Sixth Sense.
could simply be a case of projection. yet equal sides to the same coin are often misinterpreted as the other. through my limited perception of the world at large. 24 . and a violent sense of rage in situations where it seemed I should be feeling sexual arousal. The closeness and intimacy felt after lovemaking seems to be the mask hiding the festering feelings of pain and wanton lust for revenge. of course. I know I have experienced this first hand. that our society has become so confused in matters regarding both sex and violence that the two. grossly different.Timothy Bowen Fucking about Fuck It seems to me. This. The object of admiration at times will then turn into a fourth dimensional slanted left and come out as the enemy. I'm open to the possibility that this is something malfunctioning in my brain and there alone. but evidence through observation tells me otherwise. I also have observed myself feeling sexual attraction in situations that called for hate and anger.
Eris has little care in such matters. The agents of Glycon have been guiding my thoughts and actions for some time now. It has been brought to my attention that I am not in control of my mental facilities. during the course of my sleep deprivation. It is in the interests of the agents of Glycon that I become a useless tool of the corporate states of this capitalistic society." This is 25 . comic books. This includes denying myself food. During deep trance meditation. If you come in contact of any sort with me during this time. and during this period of sleep deprivation. I fail to regain my mental facilities. This is because of mistakes I have made in the past regarding certain occult operations that I have undergone. They can be really tricky. I will attempt to reach a level of insanity that will throw off the agents of Glycon into a false sense of accomplishment. and reclaim control of my mind. I will move on to my next phase of attack. I contacted Glycon himself. Glycon figures this is all very amusing. "but that must have been Tim. Of course. At this point they will become careless and over-confident to the point where I can strike back.Hallucinating Arkansas WARNING: I may not be me. for some reason. So. he acted and/or spoke in such a way that I have come to know as a way that Tim normally acts and/or speaks. If. there's a good chance you have not dealt with "me" in quite some time. It might even be in your best interest to disregard any contact you have had with me in the past six months as nothing more than dealings with the agents of Glycon themselves. and ultimately speech. These agents are trying to make me go insane. My first strategy at combating these rouge agents attempts to sabotage my nervous system will be to deny myself the comfort of sleep. I will not allow this to happen any longer. sex. You might think. I am left to my own devices. and was warned that his agents have been instructed to wage war on my sanity. please try to understand that you might not be dealing with the entity you think you know as Tim Bowen. I spend too much time sleeping as it is. and will not interfere. In fact.
Have you been feeling odd lately? Any weird headaches or mood swings? Have you enjoyed a song that you would normally hate? These. I want you to think you're a step ahead of me. Why don't you just admit that you are who you are and we can stop with this silly game? We all know what happens in November. It's no surprise what you're planning. that this is all in my head. are tell-tale signs of Glyconian brain control.Timothy Bowen all part of the Glyconian agenda. HAIL GLYCON!! HAIL ERIS!! 26 . I want you to know my plans. Now. and are reading this. I know that some of you are agents of Glycon. think that Glyconian agents are controlling your thoughts. You might also want to consider that the agents of Glycon are controlling your own actions and/or thoughts. Please be upfront about your allegiances to Glycon. If you. as well as numerous others. They want you to think that there's nothing wrong with me. I'm willing to work with fellow agents to get this under control. and we can work on a strategy together. please contact me. That's perfectly reasonable. or a loved one.
Hallucinating Arkansas Roadside Improvement take the direction pull it outwards through the cord in the middle It'll be all right no I won't – just listen light the fuse not the red one the one on the left stuck in the thick of it crash into the wall oh baby. don't fall it could pass any second fuck! it's coming? fuck! I'm running! 27 .
Timothy Bowen Snotty Starjammer Compulsory rabbit holes integrating soft rock blue jammies and a pink sock what did I do with the underwear control cops? I couldn't taste a thing I want to smash the rabbit holes run a black string around their necks and pray for rain or something else and what did you bring to feed the baby king? ketchup and dead mice well isn't that nice keep your records of such things it will soon grow harder to tell if it's a thing colors and voices interplanetary vultures 28 .
Today is Labor Day in New Zeland. Free form is just my slothfull embrace." But don't let words fail me.. Not that any of that matters anymore. I hope I can find Ray Palmer. tomorrow's the 23rd. The ticking and beeping of things made with bare hands rape my silent gangbang of compulsitory feelings.. That would rule.Hallucinating Arkansas TO HELL WITH LOGIC AND REASONING!! Things go bleep bleep bleep. 29 . Now I'm one of "Them. Still wabbly in the head face but things are dancy and shapes don't just keep ancient gods at bay.
But each girl was not the one I had lost." So they would point me at a different girl each time. I kept asking everyone if they had seen her. hiding in a corner.Timothy Bowen dreams from last night I took some LSD and forgot about it. And just when will this damn LSD kick in? Or have I already come down? 30 . And each time it would be a pretty girl who would be crouched down. I lost this girl that was coming with me to the club. she's very pretty. Even though they were glad to see me. and they wanted to know what she looked like. "Well.
The evil wizards at Wal-Mart made him change the name of the song during a live appearance on 31 ."Black Boys On Mopeds": I know what you're thinking. you're neither a black boy. and was pretty damn sweet. right after Reagan won the election. it was in 1980." and was about how me and Kurt would play tag with Nerf foam bats. Ministry."Rich Girl": This song was written during my days where I pretended to be Priscilla Presley. nor have you ever rode a moped. back then I also looked exactly like Jesus. and why no one who knows can ever forgive him."What He Say": When I first met Al Jourgensen. We were hanging out in a coffeehouse in Los Angeles. I try to not think about this time. In fact.Hallucinating Arkansas People sing about me Some of you may already know this. Metallica "Enter Sandman": All I have to say about this is Lars knows what he did. I was protesting at the post office when Al came out with a Disco Duck costume he just got in the mail. a lot of very popular songs have been specifically written about me." You're just going to have to take my word. "Tim. is history. Nirvana "Rape Me": The original version of this song was called "Waif Me. full of ridiculous giggling over the coming year. and Shipley came in and yelled "Sweet Jesus" when seeing me there with Brewer. You see. as they say."One Toke Over The Line": I met Brewer back in 1968. Here's a short List: Brewer & Shipley. Sinéad O'Connor. It was a crazy time. Hall and Oats. and I was unintelligibly screaming about Postage without Representation and the rest. but for those who don't. I'm kind of a big deal.
Soundgarden "Spoon Man": Simply about how often I would spoon with Chris Cornell. I came up with it at a Baskin Robins while hanging out with Ms. and then in the unity of our love for things nutty and buttery. 32 . Will Smith "Wild Wild West": If I explained the true meaning of this song Mr. and battle cry against that Peta bitch. DiFranco. Ani DiFranco.Timothy Bowen Conan O'Brian's show after Conan complained about his fear of Nerf foam weapons. but the Lilith Fair was originally my idea. Smith would have me disappeared. and this song is Ani's tribute to truth."32 Flavors": Most people don't know this. The evil Canadian witch Sarah Mclaughlin then stole our idea. We each tasted all 32 flavors before both agreeing on peanut butter. No joke. discussed ways to put together a music festival celebrating women in music.
nor movies about my life.Hallucinating Arkansas Love Me And Buy My Smokes Please Sad sack 30 years and still grasping for straws Just wish someone would love me And buy my smokes And laugh at my stupid jokes Buy all my books so I don’t have to work a day again Just like Michael Jackson Book me a flight out of America and buy my passport Decide that free love was the only good idea humans ever had I don’t want statues built to me. nor monuments. I simply want free love and free smokes and book sales Is that too much to ask? 33 .
Timothy Bowen Sloth is the slut Sloth is the slut that will force herself on you. shopping. take it out. This is also the easiest to master. to be pulled into an alley. This is because they have mastered the first of the deadly sins. She is the slut that will do all the work for you. or as I call them. and able. or partying. Most of the time they are socializing. and the first beast you must ride on the path to success and wealth. Some people call her the "Gold-digger. Lust is the slut that clings to wealth and success. the keys to the gates of wealth and power. for by definition." She will torment you and taunt you if you aren't 34 . The Church of the SubGenius calls this slut Slack. you must not work hard towards it. She is also known as apathy. Once you have mastered sloth. If your dick is not hard she will unzip your pants. For if you come across this slut on the street. for sloth is the slut that wears next to nothing. She is the basis of all magic and power. and get fucked. The problem with most 'pagans' is that their ritual requires a lot of effort. There is no need for her to undress herself. They do very little actual work. The main idea behind 'magic' is that you get what you want without buying it or earning it. you will acquire something from nothing. and suck it until it is. Think of the wealthiest and most successful in our culture. she is always willing. and indifference.
but Wrath will soon follow. Your Wrath will consume you. and they start wanting more and more gifts and lavish. or destroy one's enemy. Now. She will haunt you and mock you if you aren't successful. Pride is the father of all sins. For Lust and Envy are sisters. the capital sin. For Pride is Lucifer. To satisfy Avarice. the better it feels. Now. she becomes you. or able to connect with your brothers. Avarice is next. no longer fully human. All the groupies get narrowed down to the few you really like. you stop being human. and envy. Once you have mastered Sloth. sometimes it is necessary to kill. if you have the wealth and success attained through Sloth. and indulged in Lust. and go hand in hand. young bodies of Hollywood drive the weak into madness. and destroy anything and everything in your path. 35 . and she is the slut that Lust becomes. You stop being normal. This is hard for some to deal with. reward you.Hallucinating Arkansas wealthy. you must face this green eyed beast. Constantly the firm. you cross the abyss and face Pride. fuck over. she will cling to you. attained success and wealth. and constantly drive you towards the next steps. You will find that the more you kill. Lust and Envy. is once you have fully fucked this slut. The thing with Avarice. having to deal with the fact that you are no longer status quo.
But wait! Something’s happened! The clown starts seeing his hands as demons. and is deluded into thinking he’s got company. and when it seems 36 . The clown dances across the stage. watching his hands. confused. Apologetically Forcing My Trip On You Again We open with the clown alone in the circle. the clown makes the circle again. and again. Narrator: Our Clown personifies his extremities. gets his balance back. This happens when you aren’t even aware of your surroundings. Utter silence. almost falls again. He might not even want out. He’s not even aware that there is a way out. Large steps. looks around. and therefore. The lights are dim. He starts losing balance. Things are very unknown and scary. Arms extended. First he stands up. Narrator: Our Clown is overwhelmed. The clown begins to move around slowly. Delight fills the clown.Timothy Bowen OUR CLOWN Or. Eventually he finds his hands. He’s aware that he is real. that which is of him is real. Soft keyboard melody begins. Narrator: Our Clown was born in a haze of chaos. sad). The dancing starts becoming swirling. (Clown stands up. the clown spins and spins. Stops. He almost falls. and swaying. watching his hands. Narrator: Our Clown is lost in the spiral.
Reality is the one thing Our Clown knows to be good in his infancy. and it makes him squint and concentrate. (Clown stops. and good. Narrator: Our Clown is aware of his entire being. it becomes clear to Our Clown that his hands are not separate from himself. and all he knows is himself. terrified). and his hands are real. mainly because he’s still lost. still flowing. and hands. so it must be good. he examines different pats of his body. They all look so much like his hands. Need is something new to Our Clown. a loud gurgle is played over the speakers). Narrator: Our Clown finally hears it. He can’t hear some parts. fluidly flailing across the stage. It is all part of himself. he starts to notice things outside of him. and known. Comfortable. staring at their hands). not unlike Hulk Hogan. but it is of him. hugs himself). 37 . Some are very loud. but part of his whole oneness. and real. and needs guidance. He’s still sure that he’s real. The clown starts moving like water. but now all these new faces. questioning them with his eyes. Our Clown decides to listen to his body. Startled. He starts becoming aware of his whole body. and scare him. and he sees it as real. Can you hear it? (Clown looks at the crowd.Hallucinating Arkansas he can’t take it anymore. Suddenly. All that is good and right is what he knows. He doesn’t like doing that. and starts trying to hear his body. (Clown starts fearfully backing away from the crowd. he pulls away and tries his belly. The clown starts making a listening gesture. so he moves on and tries other parts. (Clown gazes at the crowd.
He’s making a gesture with his hand like a visor. He finds something and picks it up. He examines it and strikes the flame. and he paces around sulking for a minute. Our Clown doesn’t like this. and touches it with his hand. It’s a lighter. Narrator: Our Clown doesn’t know this.Timothy Bowen The clown begins looking across the circle. This makes him sad. and then looks back at the lighter. He opens his mouth and stats to take the flame in. and rubs his belly. He tries to dance with it but it goes out. stares at it. 38 . but stops. Strikes it again and his whole being lights up with it. but only inside of it. He’s hypnotized by the lights dancing.
Hallucinating Arkansas Shaking Luther King you want to procrastinate? sure. let’s do a handstand on a million dollar whore vengeance is such a bore wasteful demons of spite infest and you were wearing your very best dress you want to shake that retard’s hand? right on. let’s buy a hundred shaking Luther king back in that ass with a vengeance knocking you down like a dime store handbag you want to dance imagination? ok. let’s burn and fight and spend the water park is almost dry and vigilante dry humps are about as good as we’re going to get he left his mind five feet below an underwater cooling shed he don’t believe you we don’t believe what you do it takes too much acid-wash in Gepetto’s mixing bag for the wooden boy to grow some eyes it’s all in the supplies 39 .
Once finished. and recognized that which was outside himself. (Soft keyboard music begins again. Narrator: Our Clown has learned about pain. (Clown stops. The clown gets up. he knows it now to be of himself. that makes him question the reality of that which is not of himself. explored. Having examined. looks at his hands. and happy. Narrator: Our Clown feels safe. Our Clown calls this circle ‘home. Our Clown is a God creating the universe in his own image. one bad. and that it is bad. but refused to see it as real. The smallest circle in the center is the most real. Perhaps he can start making the bad reality of the outside part of his self. His touch is an act of consecration. At first he only saw himself as real. The clown makes the entire circle once over with his hands. Our Clown decides that there are now two realities. Now Our Clown starts forming the concept of duality. cause by things outside his self. He’s sucking his thumb and shaking. he wipes his hands together in a gesture of ‘job well done.Timothy Bowen OUR CLOWN SCENE TWO We open with the clown laying in the center of the circle in the fetal position. rubbing his hands across it). With this new idea of pain caused by the outside. and part of the good reality. It is this pain. He decides that it is real. and therefore make it good reality. and touched all that is within his circle.’ He is very pleased. one good. and the reality of the outside is bad. Inside of his circle Our Clown creates inner circles. (Clown begins crawling across the floor. The reality of himself is good. Clown dances around the circle). smiling). and starts pacing the circle.’ 40 . Narrator: Our Clown remembers how he made his hands part of his whole oneness. Each circle going closer to the center.
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Hit singles had no place in Team USA. and the daughter played bass. He would hurt a fly. Again. I never did have sex with the daughter. They were going to help. although it seemed like the family kept offering her to me. team USA had an exceptional weapon. You see. The father sang. The first song they did was “Center of the Universe. The family was called the Bristows. I found this exceptionally hot. She just giggled. She didn’t make it to the shower before her father burnt her stomach with a lit cigarette. The main thing they kept telling me during my visit was that I was in the depression stage of my recovery. So I elbow dropped her. Mother Bristow took great pride in the fact that her family never covered anything off Keep it Like a Secret. That is. and went to the shower. The son played guitar.Timothy Bowen AN OLYMPIC PARABLE In the 2012 Summer Olympics. The mother played drums. and this made her unbelievably sexy to me. The elbow drops barely phased her. Their whole lives they had been committed to this event. When it came time for them to play. I remained depressed. 42 . I tried to tell her that killing kittens and puppies in such a way was very unladylike. I did see her naked a lot.” The mother was noticeably pissed. until I found her stash of animals she hung in the refrigerator. I watched their routine from TV. They were the Olympic Built to Spill cover band. The daughter was young and fleshy. I evidently followed. I was on Team USA’s Olympic wrestling team with a specialization in elbow dropping. She proceeded to strip completely naked.
Hallucinating Arkansas Food Preferences I often tell people that my sexual preference is consent I guess my food preference is edible I like the music that makes me sing or dance I like the ladies who smile I kind of wish it did rain every day In every way Constant rain Always falling If I had a disaster preference it would be floods In rehab I was told my drug preference was “more” I honestly think that might be my sexual preference as well And maybe my food preference Fuck. I just want more of everything and less of nothing More war until we run out of bullets More porn until we all get a starring role 43 .
Timothy Bowen Love Poems and Women Girls love poems about love and women Like girls love the tender love songs by Ween But I still prefer the songs Like BIG JILM And Poopship Destroyer And Bukowski poems about whores And race tracks And all the ugly reality That a drunk old man Sees as beauty Maybe I won’t ever write a poem for a normal 13 year old girl to enjoy I don’t value feminine ‘beauty’ and ‘romantic’ love like most popular poets I value harsh reality like farting and period blood And feel that must be represented when discussing Love And women 44 .
Why did we allow Kate and Will to wake us up just to see a dress? Why were we not protesting wildly at the idea of inherited power? Are we to really believe Bin Laden is dead? That he was not trained by the CIA? That his body is buried at sea? It seems sort of evil and wrong to ever celebrate killing.Hallucinating Arkansas An Open Letter To America America has become a place where we celebrate Royalty and Murder. It also seems like a campaign stunt from a president that promised an end to torture and killing. to distract from the fact. It also seems oddly convenient that the May Day protests by Labor and Immigration Rights groups are silenced by this murder. We allow assassination over fair trials. that he still allows so much torture and killing. We are headed down a dangerous road and I fear for my loved ones cursed to be living in this sick and failing state. We allow our leader to wage wars on a whim and throw people in dungeons indefinitely to be tortured. should we attack Libya? Does this fit nicely with Obama’s peace prize? Why aren’t more of us up in arms over the treatment of Bradley Manning? Why haven’t Manning and Elsberg received peace prizes? Is America exceptional? Or is patriotism a disease? America we must end all wars and make all schools free! We must fuck and suck until all the hate and bloodlust is gone and we can live in peace again. So. 45 .
We must legalize prostitution and make the best reality TV from it. Let the Middle East have all the oil. Ass to mouth holy. America your history is blood and slavery. And from that filth and piles of scabs and limbs arose negro copycat kings of rock and roll and the idiot box and Bill O’Reilly. The west is burnt and tired and contrived. But mostly. All perverts holy. 46 . They need to be fucked and sucked. Your south is fuzz and meth and teeth and sweet sweet meat. Free abortions for illegal immigrants and tax payer subsidies for furry conventions. The east is ancient and regal and violent and cruel. Legalize weed and rim jobs. They need release.Timothy Bowen We must stop making money out of debt for private banks to benefit. Every dead civilian equals another spanking for Cheney and another gerbil for Bush and teabag Obama. Keeping the poor on welfare won’t cut it anymore. Let the Chinese take over the economies. All commercials must have full frontal nudity and all delivery drivers must perform oral sex before they get a tip. Tax the churches and legalize boners. All perverts blessed. Cock cars and pussy wagons. We can power our cars with libidos and orgone. Your north is café du jour and snow shovels and foreclosures. Keeping the blacks in the back on the left is wearing thin. All perversions equal. Pissing in your panties holy sucking a cock with a cock in your ass holy group sex and glory holes and anonymous sex holy. Silly offshoots like Alaska with homeless frozen Eskimos begging for more cocaine and someone to make out with. Indians and blacks and Kent State and Vietnam. we must begin a pervert pride movement. All perversions welcome.
Sex workers' unions must expand beyond California. We’ll shut down every bank and BP station until we get our way. We need a wet hole and consent and admiration and attention. Death of socialism and communism and capitalism and fascism and the rise of COCKism. We’ll fuck in the street. Real satisfaction. Death of consumerism. Jism in every hole. The real politics of peace time sex addicts breaking each of the 12 steps and 10 commandments in harmony with the teachings of Cockgod. The boycotts must go on. We’ll grope you on your way to your airplane. Yes we can. Are you hard? Are you wet? Are you ready? Will you join us? Will you dress in womens clothes and getting fucked and get pissed on and have two dicks at once and fuck women with a buddy and order shemales and pick up hookers and practice extreme bondage and even more extreme rape fantasy and expose people to kinks they've never tried but always thought about and try new kinks you've never heard of? Insane blasphemy eat communion wafers out of pussy and shove a rosary in your ass? Oh I hope you do America. Give it up or we’ll block traffic. Skeet skeet skeet. Fire it up Ready to go Ready for community gardens and anarchist takeovers and food not bombs feedings on every street corner? Ready for free taco Tuesdays? Swinger party key game Sundays? Real divinity. We’ll teabag you teabag you teabag you. Death of boredom. Death of poverty.Hallucinating Arkansas We all need to break free like the prisoners in Afghanistan. 47 .
For if we are not wild and pure and releasing they will continue to control us with microwave black ops HAARP guns shooting cathode ray missions into our pineal glands.Timothy Bowen Cum on every window Pounding on every door. Release Release the prisoners Release the troops Release all the tapes It’s been much more than 50 years and we need a year of jubilation! We need crop rotation weeks of rest and resurrection and redistribution! I’m calling on a new wave of hedonist revolutionaries! We need release! IMMEDIATE RELEASE!!! IMMACULATE EJACULATION!!! 48 .
The girls with amazing eyes.Hallucinating Arkansas There’s something about K-Pop K-Pop music affects me like nothing else I still remember the feeling the first time I heard Nu Abo The first time I saw Gee. The first live Orange Caramel stream. It’s all about desire. 49 . They boy bands in David Bowie make up. And yes it’s about sex to me Everything is about sex to me Everything is about sex to you That’s the glory of production and album covers It’s pornography for the lonely J-Pop with a punch and a guilty feeling Out doing everything American with flair we can Only envy and desire And desire. The ribbons and legs and lipstick and bubbles.
Timothy Bowen Proud to be Bavarian everything is infinite there are no scales murder is as beautiful as any love nothing is true.none is permissible I can guarantee paradise for absolute loyalty Proudly Alamut still stands in the Iranian sands waiting for the day of illumination red to be blue blue to be red to ride on his white horse the golden dawn has not yet come we still await the setting sun 50 .all is permissible all things are true.
Freelance sneaks Beat the geeks I love giving birth so call me a birther I love when you speak the truth so call me a truther I want free quality education so call me a schooler I like taking measurements I am your ruler Take up swords into share plows and nuke bombs into sex toys We can feed the planet We can clothes the lonely We need more shelters Compassion redemption Forgiveness transcendence 51 .Hallucinating Arkansas Say It Out Loud Say it out loud and it may just happen May Day May Day it’s an emergency The Illuminati is formed and Hitler and Osama are dead Say it out loud away with me Pick a penny up and flip it this way Find the quarters on the ground Thinkers think and provers prove and lets move on Say it out loud speak up speak in tongues speak squeak Double speak. Triple dog. Quadruple tree.
The sparkling of new moons Satisfaction and I CAN get no Real little miracles tingling down your spine Air planes and wanna-bes And gone.Timothy Bowen Afterglow Lovely afterglow. Poof Just like that Back to pain and separation 52 .
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tedious. Fembots standardize the manufacturer inside a whatsoever curse. Fembots play without gender Should Fembots mature? Fembots duck around the violence. Something to eat is silver. Fembots rewrite my set universe. satanic world! I want to live on the bottom of the ocean. How can every partner depress the trouble? The trouble hurts below the occurrence. tiresome world! I want to jump off the roof today.Timothy Bowen The Trouble with Fembots Oh. Your brother is sexist. The successor caves are gone. The trouble lies upon the incomplete bust. monotonous world! I want to dissect my brain. Sleepy poses are in the past and gone. it adds the synthesis past the tight oil. Oh. The trouble notices Fembots Fembots proceed. Gone are the boils that made you sleepy. and it is better than being on top of the lord. desolate. Gone are the storms that let you fall asleep 54 . Oh. Gone are the dresses.
like faith. is admitting defeat Hope is for observers It is the resting place of the complacent And it breeds in apathy 55 .Hallucinating Arkansas ATTACKING HOPE Growth turns hope to courage or to humility Knowledge turns hope into new understandings Strength turns hope into action Love turns hope into compassion Hope.
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Fertility orbits around a fundamental reform. Fertility induces an atomic shower inside the farewell. 57 . The alien blurb extends into the ambient cheat. Growth paces throughout fertility.Hallucinating Arkansas Survival Garden Seeds planted regardless of the storms Growing slowing Growth sickens with fertility.
Timothy Bowen Inevitable Endings It’s true that someday I have to step back Things I don’t even know I set in motion have not Hit me yet The stuffed nurse baffles need. How will the endings be the jokes we need? Need powers the bonds Need sickens around it’s absolute form Need refers to endings Does need react within endings? 58 . We’ll never know another’s heart or true intentions We’ll never sing completely in sync I never know what each word will do Sometimes the same words that hurt the most Can bring the brightest joy The persons decade stopped. Need strains around endings.
Hallucinating Arkansas The Bright and Shining Stars May the bridge to Memphis never kill another star May your art forever be about snapping fingers And smoking joints May you remain the one true IRL Jesus Wizard extraordinaire May your smile forever be sinful May you always love glitter and simple joys May we forever be sisters even if not legally May you forever be a Broet and not even know it May tacos be free on Tuesday May peanut butter forever be sacred MAY DAY MAY DAY IT'S AN EMERGENCY May May May May May May all occupation forever be driven out money cease bringing happiness all churches be taxed all ways become better ways all swords become share-plows all prisons be empty MAY FLOWERS RISE FROM APRIL SHOWERS May May May May May May Cockgod rise anew Eris stir the brew Glycon make new stars Jesus never block another cock Bob be a good husband and father Jeff Goldblum finally find forgiveness MAY CUPS OVERFLOW!!! MAY facilitates MAY!!! Blessings are given freely this day This May Day 59 .
Timothy Bowen May these blessings make your day May your smile light a stranger's face May this weapon pierce the heart of the machine May it be strong and true May we fight without wars without fists our tribe of stars our time our victory our records our planet our resources our way 60 .
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Timothy Bowen The kiss of Moloch never smiles The kiss of Moloch is constantly arguing The kiss of Moloch is pride The The The The The The The The The The The kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss of of of of of of of of of of of Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch is sexual repression is sexual aggression is lack of compassion never forgivess is is is is is is is foreclosured homelessness tear gas tazer walls riot police felt in Kent State felt in Egypt OIL The kiss of Moloch fears the Arab spring The kiss of Moloch denies anything green The The The The The The The The The The The The The The kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss of of of of of of of of of of Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch is upon us today is in everyone's way has started to grow rumbling below is blood sweet and toil is OIL is is is is distrust of the arts exposed in the dark wanted by madmen abuse by policemen is how he gets inside he keeps hid in disguise that we can just brush off of Moloch is never sweet 62 .
Hallucinating Arkansas The The The The The The The kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss of of of of of of of Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch Moloch is is is is is is is rarely consensual mind control commercials advertisements in general fake news fake ideas easily overcome with new ideas quickly forgotten The kiss of Moloch is deep-seeded agony The kiss of Moloch is repressed memories The kiss of Moloch is always destruction The kiss of Moloch is OIL 63 .
Customary economics fail around the wartime. The historic therapy sings a diagnostic limb. prostitutes on top of pyramids of waste. The contemptuous boots form an eye. Pyramids of waste are habits that make us cough inside the moderate tax. The preceding accent dies. The narrow-minded adviser inhibits customary economics. An uncertain tome saves pyramids of waste in the cabinet. An attended jokes with each mangled brush. Customary economics encounters the tile. Will customary economics relax after a viewpoint? Pyramids of waste accompanies the festival with the hardened dictionary. Customary economics prefixes pyramids of waste.
Keep us down and we will rise Lock us up and we will rise Take our rights and we will rise Poison our water and we will rise Lie to our faces and we will rise Drop bombs on our loved ones and we will rise Torture our children and we will rise Assassinate our teachers and we will rise Arrest us for profit and we will rise Insult our intelligence and we will rise Burn all our books and we will rise Censor our words and we will rise Mock us for questioning and we will rise Assume we are criminals and will we rise Target our journalists and we will rise Kill the messenger and we will rise Contribute nothing yet gain everything and we will rise We rise in the streets We rise in the capitols We rise in your stores We rise in your banks We rise in parliament We rise in the Senate We rise at the White House We rise in the South We rise in Gaza Strip We rise in the Middle East We rise in North Africa We rise in all continents We rise against all injustice We rise against all occupation We rise against all Empires
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Timothy Bowen Utopia Lullaby I I I I I I I I I I know know know know know know know know know know it's hard to rest with bullets flying everywhere the news gives you bad dreams you are afraid to drink the water you don't want to breathe this smoke each day you hate to have to work each day you struggle with your pain you miss the ones who've gone what it's like to feel hopeless what it's like when all that happens is defeat because I'm with you in this struggle I can't sleep either 72 .
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