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PostSubject: Voetterls Wife   Sun Oct 21, 2012 9:12 pm

Smoking a cigarette,foot resting on the hand-rail to Taree Police Station,outside the new court-house.A VY antelope coloured car,stops,reverses and takes two car spaces up,terrible job I thought.She stumbles out the door,stumbles again and drops her keys,I wonder has she been fucking alnight,ginger on her feet,or is she hung-over?Her dress is fine along with slight use of make-up,but all the same,a pleasant kind of person,a fine wife,little flippant and not really here in the now,maybe a space cadet,but her act was certainly not together.

I look at the number plates,MV-1965....so,you're Matthew Voetterls wife,I smirked,time for the equations,my game with universal alignment.I could've fucked with her head,scared her,been evil,like Voetterls was with mine and his empty hollow accusations,like he threw at me,but all the while,describing himself to a T.You see,Mr Fuckwit,when I met Sam,she wanted someone to dominate and control her,for 22 years,I have bashed my head against the wall,trying to liberate her and her mind.

But she just got lazy and dis-interested in life and watched TV,needing the game with others,that I refused to ever play.

You fulfilled that need in her...she never grew up.

I am better than you Voetterl scum sucker.I paid with great pain and agony to no avail,to make her mature.She just lies and blame-shifts.But seeing how your wife stumbled about,running an errand for you,shows me who the controller and manipulater really is,what you described me as,is you....and what you think of men in relationships in general.Don't lower anybody with your spiritual aspects that you have...you're nothing but DEAD LIGHTS TO ME,DIM STARS.....TO BE DISSOLVED AFTER DEATH AND FORM QUANTUM BUILDING BLOCKS FOR NEW UNIVERSES AFTER DEATH.

Told you I was MAAT...that's what was in court with me,the judger of souls,that's what I invoke,angels are not all harps and fluffy clouds,it's what I preferred for a witness and that's what I did,since the judicial system on Earth,run by corrupt men,care not for truth,but presentation and supportive of industry...and it is an industry,of death and destroying men and women in correctional facilities...That courts and lawyers make much money from.

As I did with Busteed,Sod/Julian and many others....I call it in.

I don't know what will happen,it's a "Fire and Forget" nuke of kharma,now I turn my back on the blast and fall-out.Don't come running to me for forgiveness little worm,when it begins to take shape....Fuck you in other words.


And yes,I'm not the forgiving type....and that's my flaw,that's why I cop it from everybody,to learn that lesson,but I just leave them empty and exhausted,they fail to bring me to their level of amateur.



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PostSubject: Richard Hell - Liars Beware   Sun Oct 21, 2012 10:38 pm

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Smoking a cigarette,foot resting on the hand-rail to Taree Police Station,outside the new court-house.A VY antelope coloured car,stops,reverses and takes two car spaces up,terrible job I thought.She stumbles out the door,stumbles again and drops her keys,I wonder has she been fucking alnight,ginger on her feet,or is she hung-over?Her dress is fine along with slight use of make-up,but all the same,a pleasant kind of person,a fine wife,little flippant and not really here in the now,maybe a space cadet,but her act was certainly not together.

I look at the number plates,MV-1965....so,you're Matthew Voetterls wife,I smirked,time for the equations,my game with universal alignment.I could've fucked with her head,scared her,been evil,like Voetterls was with mine and his empty hollow accusations,like he threw at me,but all the while,describing himself to a T.You see,Mr Fuckwit,when I met Sam,she wanted someone to dominate and control her,for 22 years,I have bashed my head against the wall,trying to liberate her and her mind.

But she just got lazy and dis-interested in life and watched TV,needing the game with others,that I refused to ever play.

You fulfilled that need in her...she never grew up.

I am better than you Voetterl scum sucker.I paid with great pain and agony to no avail,to make her mature.She just lies and blame-shifts.But seeing how your wife stumbled about,running an errand for you,shows me who the controller and manipulater really is,what you described me as,is you....and what you think of men in relationships in general.Don't lower anybody with your spiritual aspects that you have...you're nothing but DEAD LIGHTS TO ME,DIM STARS.....TO BE DISSOLVED AFTER DEATH AND FORM QUANTUM BUILDING BLOCKS FOR NEW UNIVERSES AFTER DEATH.

Told you I was MAAT...that's what was in court with me,the judger of souls,that's what I invoke,angels are not all harps and fluffy clouds,it's what I preferred for a witness and that's what I did,since the judicial system on Earth,run by corrupt men,care not for truth,but presentation and supportive of industry...and it is an industry,of death and destroying men and women in correctional facilities...That courts and lawyers make much money from.

As I did with Busteed,Sod/Julian and many others....I call it in.

I don't know what will happen,it's a "Fire and Forget" nuke of kharma,now I turn my back on the blast and fall-out.Don't come running to me for forgiveness little worm,when it begins to take shape....Fuck you in other words.


And yes,I'm not the forgiving type....and that's my flaw,that's why I cop it from everybody,to learn that lesson,but I just leave them empty and exhausted,they fail to bring me to their level of amateur.



Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil






Liars Beware
[music Ivan Julian, appears on Sire/Warners: Blank Generation cd, 1990]

Look out liars and you highlife scum
who gotta keep your victims poor and dumb--
Your motives and your methods are not disguised

by your silk, soap, sex, or your smiling lies.

Look out here
you pompous jerk
Look out here
I go berserk

Well I guess you put me in my place
but I won't forget your stupid face

They gave you power cuz they knew your needs--
soprano boys get talent when you shoot your seeds.
Well you laugh to hear what your best friends say--
Old man they laugh when you walk away.

Look out chief
ridiculous creep
Look out thief
you'll lose your teeth


Well you got power, now there's competition
and your blind side's turned to the boys with a mission.

You were sixty-five when you wiggled out--
your mind all twisted and your mom all shout.
I'm a man with his share of excess nice
but it can't be spared for drooling lice.

Look out jerk
you ancient slut
I can't endure
Your smirking smut

Well life is short so don't even try
to bother waving as we pass you by.

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PostSubject: Ann of Taree Police   Sun Oct 21, 2012 11:52 pm

...I held my wrist out the slot so I could be cuffed.
They were sore and tender from the abusive way I was treated by the other cops,with red welts and lacerated skin.
I looked up into her eyes,helpless and begged her to put them on gently,she took me to court to stand before the registrar,Anna Skene,deep in the pockets of the police and perjured her responses.She sentanced me to five days gaol,which turned into 14 days,I hollowed out for mercy and could'nt believe I was going away.Shoulders sunk,defeated...Ann walked me back out to the cells...I was collapsing,no hope,no justice and bewildered how this spun out of control.

I could hardly walk and was leaning into Ann,I felt her warmth and she treated me with respect,not like the other cops.I wanted to lay my head on her shoulder,desperate for a little love,just a little compassion,just for someone to say it will be alright.I wanted her to hold me as I fell apart...I wanted her to watch over me,because I trusted her...I liked her,could easily fall for her.

In fact she treated me with respect from the first time.She did'nt judge me for the horrible things I said to her comrades,she was neutral.It was like she seemed to understand why I was angry.

That's the real reason I liked her,she was there for me,just for a second,just like Peyton was,when everybody else,tried to destroy me.Angelic brunettes...I hope there will be another,for Helena to take me away,or fall in love with Earth girl,like an Ann...or a Peyton.Life isn't over yet.Sam is over and I do now feel released from her....a freedom I was to scared to embrace at first.

I am happier now.

But just for that moment,wish I was brave enough,to lean on Anns' shoulder and cry,or die.Persecuted by a system,that recognises no truth,or the power of its own parameters,invoking God,under oathe,should not be taken lightly.

They seen that on Oct the 5th....and I conceded,out of disgust for the system and to allow the appeal to uncover the dirt,the police tried to bury.









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PostSubject: Have a nice fuckin' Day Miss Towers-Taree Probation Office   Mon Oct 22, 2012 2:46 pm







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PostSubject: Lisa Cadman of Taree Police...Meet Colin P/I kill Children-Dead Kennedys   Mon Oct 22, 2012 3:47 pm

You mad bitch...
every Monday that I report and she's there,they fuck me around,make me wait,play little games,hoping I'd put in a complaint to the Ombudsmans Office.Secon Barry liked rubbing that in,Anna Skene,courts registrar,she does the paperwork,I'm first in,last served...usual game.I'm a smoker,so they have their fun.
You see,I read your mind....
But I have a better way with you,oh pregnant one.
Colin P was an old friend of mine that touched up a ten year old girl.Three miscarriages and one still-borne,I think they got the message...I deemed him and her unfit to be parents,look at the little bastard of a son they raised,kicked out of every pre-school and child minding centre.
The unfair judgement and hate you placed upon me,I re-focus that,back at you...and just look at you,six-seven months pregnant.What fool are you,I'd be filling my womb with warmth and light,there's enough of people like you in the world.
Now you know what you play with....At least when Ann does the front desk,she does it professionally and friendly,you could all learn alot from her...








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PostSubject: How my real hate for Taree Police Began   Tue Oct 23, 2012 5:40 pm

This is how it began...instead of helping me,I seen this Mitchell scum-bucket antagonise me,threaten me,while my car was burnt and threatened the lives of those inside the house.I'd like to see Mitchell and Voetterl have a go,without the uniforms on,their weapons and be a smug fucker to my face.Voetterl might think he's karate man,he has'nt met and fought the demon with-in.I hate these people to death...scum.Mitchell was'nt so brave when I went looking for him at Taree Police station the next day,he shit himself,no matter how much he denies it.He started this whole shebang...and I'm going to finish it.








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PostSubject: second Towers complaint   Wed Oct 24, 2012 12:18 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Taree Police Their Fun And Games (Thread Repro of Sodlikes and Webanarchys)   Wed Oct 24, 2012 6:25 pm

[center]nothing compensates for the ban on my children,particulary "Bear",my daughter and one of many terms of endearment.She was Cathy Bear and sometimes Indignant Grizzly Bear too,sometimes I named them on the sounds of their farts when they were young,so it was Puffle Bear,like a little boat motor going off.So cute they were,until a little laziness got in...oh and Playstation3.

I used to go off at them for not looking after their pets,first and foremost.That and if they had mediocre reports at school,if not good academically,then I want an exemplary character reference,no cheek or being the class idiot.Don't be the kid,that teachers thought it was cool enough to bludge a cigarette off.And I dug that,but teachers were poor then.Some,I'd smoke dope with....cool times.Wag some nights of the army reserve,go to teachers place,take Velvet Underground records,get bent and talk about music.They come from a generation where you say,801's Listen Now,was staple play,where I was blown away,with a generation ago.

Well,at 15,in 1986,that was pretty advanced,but it was always two people that led me to everybody...From the Velvets to The Voidoids,two eccentric English men as a matter of fact,David Bowie and Brian Eno.And true punk grew from that,Stooges,velvets,MC5,The Saints,Radio Birdmen,DK's,teh back to the English after ignoring the blistering Aussies,so two men,influenced me,that led to everything,thanks to a fascination of men in make-up,early Roxy Music and Bowie,the rest were junk,Bolan was tight though.Sexy as.

Oh,I was talking about the despair of losing my daughter for two years,if I send a card or present,I get arrested.So,my family died and I have mourned the loss of their friendship and connection,two weeks near,what might be Oblivian thinking,a quick accidental death would've been great,but over it now.

after all,this is what they planned from the beginning,most guys suicide in this process,even the magistrate asked as court closed will I make it here for court and sentancing on the 16-November.Of course i replied,but very shaken.I could'nt sink her then,but have to now,no choice and that's the other way the cops rig it,you won't refute her,you go for it,that loyalty thing.I kept my silence.Voetterl did this,Ingram tried to snap my spine.In a hoaxed scenario.

Admittedly on the first two arrest,there's hours of footage of me spitting accusations and making them complicit in covering up crimes by occult and energy manipulation families.taught me everything and I reject it all,just to do it right.To do no evil but to scream the crimes out,so I don't get executed without making all aware,of the whats really going on,then accusing them of not adhering to the virtues of their own Kraft and that is Freemasonary.So I spoke of the degrees,counted the Sciottish and York rites,next time,I'll Albert Pike it and name the degrees,should be fun,25 being interesting the most.

I misbehaved only by mouthing off,pure punk and dissident and I'm fucked for now,but will get back...








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PostSubject: Re: Taree Police Their Fun And Games (Thread Repro of Sodlikes and Webanarchys)   Mon Oct 29, 2012 2:26 pm

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...I held my wrist out the slot so I could be cuffed.
They were sore and tender from the abusive way I was treated by the other cops,with red welts and lacerated skin.
I looked up into her eyes,helpless and begged her to put them on gently,she took me to court to stand before the registrar,Anna Skene,deep in the pockets of the police and perjured her responses.She sentanced me to five days gaol,which turned into 14 days,I hollowed out for mercy and could'nt believe I was going away.Shoulders sunk,defeated...Ann walked me back out to the cells...I was collapsing,no hope,no justice and bewildered how this spun out of control.

I could hardly walk and was leaning into Ann,I felt her warmth and she treated me with respect,not like the other cops.I wanted to lay my head on her shoulder,desperate for a little love,just a little compassion,just for someone to say it will be alright.I wanted her to hold me as I fell apart...I wanted her to watch over me,because I trusted her...I liked her,could easily fall for her.

In fact she treated me with respect from the first time.She did'nt judge me for the horrible things I said to her comrades,she was neutral.It was like she seemed to understand why I was angry.

That's the real reason I liked her,she was there for me,just for a second,just like Peyton was,when everybody else,tried to destroy me.Angelic brunettes...I hope there will be another,for Helena to take me away,or fall in love with Earth girl,like an Ann...or a Peyton.Life isn't over yet.Sam is over and I do now feel released from her....a freedom I was to scared to embrace at first.

I am happier now.

But just for that moment,wish I was brave enough,to lean on Anns' shoulder and cry,or die.Persecuted by a system,that recognises no truth,or the power of its own parameters,invoking God,under oathe,should not be taken lightly.

They seen that on Oct the 5th....and I conceded,out of disgust for the system and to allow the appeal to uncover the dirt,the police tried to bury.










...It's a peaceful overcast day,my favourite.
A mad redneck projects hate on me,as leaving the walkthrough arcade,feeling my aura buckle under the intensity,it filters out the hackles,warps and re-shaped itself and grew.Small euphoria as the higher self said noticed the energising effect instead of the drainage,I concurred.Nothing was going to spoil my mood,I was preparing for the onslaught Cadman or Barry like to give me.I gave the whole station shit,they give it to me,behaving or not.Number one hated,it's a bad disposition to have.I walked inthe dull lights of the desk seargent moved on the rear,then this blinding white light...Ann.I fell apart,The seargent asks for my name,amidst the smirks,the drool,I spat out my name,Jason Cook,wanting to laugh,cry,she had this hallucinogenic effect on me,wanting to say so much,could'nt string two words together,smiling like an idiot,losing all cool and focus on reality.She's asking questions related to a domestic violent incident and could'nt help it,for the first time,I sized her body up,exquisite,felt ashamed for looking,even more so for appreciating,she's the type of girl you hide you have ermmmm,some base motives for attraction.It's like a tug of war in your mind,you love this angelic figure and you don't want spoil it,with some of your filthy inclinations.Do you know when you can't breathe....that's how you feel around her and if you do breathe,it's at a quicker rate.

Wanted her attention and all I could do was mouse squeak "Hi Ann",ashamed,I spun around and nearly ran out the door,goto the tobacconist,talk about this cop I am smitten with,with a smattering of freckles and a glow white aura,he thinks I'm mad,one week,it's world war three,next head over heals,he shaked his head,handing me a packet,take one out to light,thinking,I got to give these up,I come out the door and there's Ann,with mortal enemy Voetterl,coasting by with the paddy wagon,I hid the cigarette,busted,I'm filth and you're this virtuous untouchable deity,put my head down,she knows I'm nothing to her,but could'nt take my eyes off her,as she got out and went to the ANZ bank and she knew I was watching,locking eyes,more than once,walked home to Chatham,floating softly,with a smile that was faraway in fantasy land...




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PostSubject: Re: Taree Police Their Fun And Games (Thread Repro of Sodlikes and Webanarchys)   Wed Oct 31, 2012 9:43 am

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...I held my wrist out the slot so I could be cuffed.
They were sore and tender from the abusive way I was treated by the other cops,with red welts and lacerated skin.
I looked up into her eyes,helpless and begged her to put them on gently,she took me to court to stand before the registrar,Anna Skene,deep in the pockets of the police and perjured her responses.She sentanced me to five days gaol,which turned into 14 days,I hollowed out for mercy and could'nt believe I was going away.Shoulders sunk,defeated...Ann walked me back out to the cells...I was collapsing,no hope,no justice and bewildered how this spun out of control.

I could hardly walk and was leaning into Ann,I felt her warmth and she treated me with respect,not like the other cops.I wanted to lay my head on her shoulder,desperate for a little love,just a little compassion,just for someone to say it will be alright.I wanted her to hold me as I fell apart...I wanted her to watch over me,because I trusted her...I liked her,could easily fall for her.

In fact she treated me with respect from the first time.She did'nt judge me for the horrible things I said to her comrades,she was neutral.It was like she seemed to understand why I was angry.

That's the real reason I liked her,she was there for me,just for a second,just like Peyton was,when everybody else,tried to destroy me.Angelic brunettes...I hope there will be another,for Helena to take me away,or fall in love with Earth girl,like an Ann...or a Peyton.Life isn't over yet.Sam is over and I do now feel released from her....a freedom I was to scared to embrace at first.

I am happier now.

But just for that moment,wish I was brave enough,to lean on Anns' shoulder and cry,or die.Persecuted by a system,that recognises no truth,or the power of its own parameters,invoking God,under oathe,should not be taken lightly.

They seen that on Oct the 5th....and I conceded,out of disgust for the system and to allow the appeal to uncover the dirt,the police tried to bury.










...It's a peaceful overcast day,my favourite.
A mad redneck projects hate on me,as leaving the walkthrough arcade,feeling my aura buckle under the intensity,it filters out the hackles,warps and re-shaped itself and grew.Small euphoria as the higher self said noticed the energising effect instead of the drainage,I concurred.Nothing was going to spoil my mood,I was preparing for the onslaught Cadman or Barry like to give me.I gave the whole station shit,they give it to me,behaving or not.Number one hated,it's a bad disposition to have.I walked inthe dull lights of the desk seargent moved on the rear,then this blinding white light...Ann.I fell apart,The seargent asks for my name,amidst the smirks,the drool,I spat out my name,Jason Cook,wanting to laugh,cry,she had this hallucinogenic effect on me,wanting to say so much,could'nt string two words together,smiling like an idiot,losing all cool and focus on reality.She's asking questions related to a domestic violent incident and could'nt help it,for the first time,I sized her body up,exquisite,felt ashamed for looking,even more so for appreciating,she's the type of girl you hide you have ermmmm,some base motives for attraction.It's like a tug of war in your mind,you love this angelic figure and you don't want spoil it,with some of your filthy inclinations.Do you know when you can't breathe....that's how you feel around her and if you do breathe,it's at a quicker rate.

Wanted her attention and all I could do was mouse squeak "Hi Ann",ashamed,I spun around and nearly ran out the door,goto the tobacconist,talk about this cop I am smitten with,with a smattering of freckles and a glow white aura,he thinks I'm mad,one week,it's world war three,next head over heals,he shaked his head,handing me a packet,take one out to light,thinking,I got to give these up,I come out the door and there's Ann,with mortal enemy Voetterl,coasting by with the paddy wagon,I hid the cigarette,busted,I'm filth and you're this virtuous untouchable deity,put my head down,she knows I'm nothing to her,but could'nt take my eyes off her,as she got out and went to the ANZ bank and she knew I was watching,locking eyes,more than once,walked home to Chatham,floating softly,with a smile that was faraway in fantasy land...





There was a third incident after I wrote and posted this one.Strange day that one,caught me at my witchiness too,you know,when I'm online and things start to get spooky...but in a nice way this time.





Hey
What you've been sayin'
What you've been doin'
You're so good lookin'
What you've been cookin'
Who've you been spookin'
You're too good lookin'

I'm gonna kiss your pain away
I'm gonna kiss your blues away
I'm gonna kiss your pain

I don't know why I took that dirt
and I put that dirt in my eye
I don't know why I took that nail
and I banged that nail through my hand
I don't know why I took that gun
and I shot that smile from my face
I don't know why

Hey,
Look at the stars
Shining,
Look at the city
It's shining,
Look at your eyes
Shining,
Look at your lips,
Glowing,
Look at your face,
It's glowing,
Look at the love
It's growing,
I want to love you
I want you to love me

I'm gonna love your pain away
I'm gonna love your blues away
I'm gonna fuck your pain





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PostSubject: Roxy Music - The Bogus Man   Wed Oct 31, 2012 9:52 am

And no,I'm not stupid...and know exactly how they'll use it as already done...why do you think I write about seemingly mundane connections,Christ,it's a conspiracy for fucks sake....I've been caught in better.The niece hurt the most.But this one isn't assassination this time,but a campaign of hearts and minds.We'll see....as I always do,while somehow appearing so blind...





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PostSubject: Roxy Music - Grey Lagoons.   Wed Oct 31, 2012 10:01 am

How I'll spend my money after suing the police...
My doctor said when I get my money,come and see him,but I already have it worked out.

$1 million invested,live of interest

$1 million buys house on beach at Forster,with private road.A car and small business,to keep the cash flow.

and I live how I always wanted to be,Bryan Ferry from Roxy Music kind of style...








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PostSubject: Molly's watching you...   Sun Nov 04, 2012 12:39 am

Oxley St Chatham,near the roundabout at Cowper.

Molly is the Owl that used to sit with me and Nuts the cat as I smoked outside at night.
She disappeared for a few months after I moved.She found me tonight.I called her gorgeous and beautiful and she nods her head and looks down on me.

Lights come on,you here the ping of an engine running,the lights meet my eyes,they pause and drive off as I stare into the drivers position.I know the sound of that engine,having ridden in it twice in the last two months.

Molly notices I become something different around the police,I walk into the middle of the road,to make sure if the cop looks back,I'm in his eye-line...just want you to know,we are always watching.Molly flies down from the palm tree and alights on the mailbox next to me....a smirk of evil...you know what to do.

Molly and me....

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PostSubject: Re: Taree Police Their Fun And Games (Thread Repro of Sodlikes and Webanarchys)   Sun Nov 04, 2012 8:05 pm

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Oxley St Chatham,near the roundabout at Cowper.

Molly is the Owl that used to sit with me and Nuts the cat as I smoked outside at night.
She disappeared for a few months after I moved.She found me tonight.I called her gorgeous and beautiful and she nods her head and looks down on me.

Lights come on,you here the ping of an engine running,the lights meet my eyes,they pause and drive off as I stare into the drivers position.I know the sound of that engine,having ridden in it twice in the last two months.

Molly notices I become something different around the police,I walk into the middle of the road,to make sure if the cop looks back,I'm in his eye-line...just want you to know,we are always watching.Molly flies down from the palm tree and alights on the mailbox next to me....a smirk of evil...you know what to do.

Molly and me....


Oh...and thankyou Taree Police for running around to the real estates in Forster and fucking up three opportunites for me.Appreciated.

You know soon,either by accident or something along the lines you've done to me in the last 12 years...you're gonna cop it and I'll be there,with that smile and those eyes
you love so much (Lucy I call her),I'll be a witness,not the cause...but the last thing you see as you fade into the abyssal plane...is me,the one who sent so many there,without lifting a finger....just because you got my attention. Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil

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PostSubject: Sonic Youth - Nic Fit   Sun Nov 11, 2012 4:33 pm

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Billy Ruben wrote:
Oxley St Chatham,near the roundabout at Cowper.

Molly is the Owl that used to sit with me and Nuts the cat as I smoked outside at night.
She disappeared for a few months after I moved.She found me tonight.I called her gorgeous and beautiful and she nods her head and looks down on me.

Lights come on,you here the ping of an engine running,the lights meet my eyes,they pause and drive off as I stare into the drivers position.I know the sound of that engine,having ridden in it twice in the last two months.

Molly notices I become something different around the police,I walk into the middle of the road,to make sure if the cop looks back,I'm in his eye-line...just want you to know,we are always watching.Molly flies down from the palm tree and alights on the mailbox next to me....a smirk of evil...you know what to do.

Molly and me....


Oh...and thankyou Taree Police for running around to the real estates in Forster and fucking up three opportunites for me.Appreciated.

You know soon,either by accident or something along the lines you've done to me in the last 12 years...you're gonna cop it and I'll be there,with that smile and those eyes
you love so much (Lucy I call her),I'll be a witness,not the cause...but the last thing you see as you fade into the abyssal plane...is me,the one who sent so many there,without lifting a finger....just because you got my attention. Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil Twisted Evil


I hate being that way to anybody,but their tricks and tactics are deserved of contempt.To take those rare moments of beauty and make it spooky and ugly,tell you the truth,I'm just happy to still have that,a wild animal,usually a bird,takes to you,an owl in this case,a galah in another,Unka,for "Unka Shit",named by a fat albino railway worker.It was hit by the Murwillumbah XPT and left stunned by the railway tracks.When it came too,it took chunks out of the Albino,who threw it at me,"Do you want the fucking thing,take it home,but don't eat it".It bit me,too,but got around it,I was acid tripping after all.

After it ate the buttons on my first video recorder,it was time for freedom.I met a China man a month later,when I was trying to recatch it,he said"No,you leave alone,he come back to you as friend,when ready".

I hit the skids,with a amphetamine habit,after the railway shifts,moved to a house share,by the beach,with an alcoholic,where I changed shitty nappies and crap at 3-4am for my room.Drying off speed and getting fat on beer,as Gavin blew hundreds on prostitutes and booze,my kind of guy I thought.Nah,not really.Disaster.followed of course,but he talked about reptilians and a movie called They Live and Society.He said it was real.Summer of 1994-95.Sonic Youth was the cool then....




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