Thank God for Atheism

By Roger Francis

-Such a weighty tome had working titles including 'The God' , 'Explosions happen all the time anyway' , 'Thank God for Deicide' , and , 'Thank Allah for the Deification process'.

This book is renowned in the closest (in mass) 72 Galaxies as for being Top Class, Elite.

– The style is, of course, similar to myself earlier, but our Autho(u)r is more EXPerienced, have you been? What, Poisoned? Well...well, Yeah! Several times during the creation of this Bonanza.

It is mathmatically dirty, a statistical anomoly in many areas, a rare significant event, considered 'lively' by a nearby neighbouring galaxy. And?

it has been likened, by its autho(u)r, recently, to being a burden, a millstone, and the vicious corridors of where our man rests have even witnessed several vague Tolkienesque references, Rings etc and Fingers, a combination of which is that little bit too much to adapt given the reality of the process of transforming the mental into the physical, to wrestle the thought, an abstract nothing to anything else, into being.

Above all, this book is difficult to read if you are, like too many, Roger Francis's Enemy. You don't understand and don't even try, so dont try now. Also, don't forget your Potholders.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Nov 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9781665594776

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Contents

The God

God Allows Suffering. At All.

The Devil Put Flowers Here.

Seeya, Love, Roger Francis

The Worst Thing In The World

Morals

‘’’Spent The (k)night with me/you’’’

Roger Francis, july 2021 ADetc

Interlude

Avec Deux Cremes

I have no fucking Idea at all

Interlude

u smoked out akin 2 a lazy Bee, cannabis should be smoked

Back to Black Lives Matter

Electrolyte Will Reveal It, kind of, almost (Tau Ceti)

End Interlude

Nothing

Properschizo

Man...extreme, the band? Or not.

Where I am...

U don’t like my colloquiums? Judge?

Another Chapter

...to Jean Paul Gaultier

The Paranoia Song part2

Buzz Rogerz

Ammo Night

Tasteful hate

Canibus inspired rhyme

ATT62358

Part Two...

R/C/S/N

Ideas, August 2020

Verse One

2nd verse y’all

Verse Three

Part 4

Rumination

Friday

7-2 shit

Desolation with a DJ

Allege? It’s fucking TRUE

A letter home

A personal experience of …...how not to describe relationships..... yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeah

Sma a Final letter home

A Cultur Chapter

press quote A letter home

CPY

A Simple Football Song

About my lovemaking…

Batteries Run Out, So do Pens, Luck, and Rusty Subs

After Death

Andfuckingdromeda

Close but no cigar / cig but no lighter

Attack the big shit

Pull The Trigger

Box-Me-Do

The God

Sexy Girls

Why can’t I tell her that I love her

Pointless Flower

Red is the colour...

All That’s missing is Satan

What is happening to my head?

Yellow pine needle shit

Passé in the future

Grey Day, scheme away

The Sarcy Song

Upload all this shit to email

In The King...King Franz...

the forbidden kin

This is non familiar, then

Gotta Check Out The ‘W’

Rhythmical Arithmetic!

Counting Love 5 –

Conspiracy

Counting Love, Parts 7 and 8

C/L/ Part Eight 8)

Subman

Counting Love pt 5 – the tears of a robot, in a cell, forever

Sir Real

Deep Dream

Mad Eagle Wizard Angel Demon Victim Innit

Canibus is a faggot.

R-OG Story

Second Verse

Everyonez’z A Lifer

Everything is Nothing

Everything is Nothing part two

Everything is Nothing pt 3

Every thing is perfect, must be

MI5 Report

Explanation of End of End of Canibus Beef

F3 Mystery

Friends

thousands

F3 is back

Football

Football update

Like God to a Hells Angel

Footy man song

Like another day

Pump This Shit: On My Side

Football

Cloud, obscure the Sun

Slick Rick In Deep Shit Quick

Green / 128

The Lyrical

Haitian Funeral

I must…odt

I’m Shit

What happened when Nas came round

I’ve Got Lyrics

Justice, though

Verse One

2nd verse y’all

Verse Three

Part 4

It’s like when Damon...

It’s obvious I’m God made flesh

Empty Day/ Giveaway

TrickFunnal / Blew blue

Kippers Song

Les Agreements Pour Saten

Letter to Secretary, Mas 2020

Letter to Timmy

A lonely nothing

Blow Me

I’m Zane

Better Than Even Andromeda

I’ve still got lyrics

The paranoia song part THREE

Goodbye

I Am Not England

Inside my Head

My style is

Letter to Andromeda

Letter To Self

Lonely

Ya Lyrical

Mushroom Saence

The Best Day Of My Life

Nel. E. Time

Three days

Insane

Ain’t Got Nobody

Sma

What’s Happening?

A Letter to my Doctor, late July, 2020

Marigold Original

Loner Olympics, the

TBC

Arguing Tina

Hollywing

Mental Health is bullshit

Introducing...The...Paranoia

Nice Cubism

Aristocratic Cloud Reign on you Like a Throne

Fair Play

Mi5 Are A Bunch Of Cunts

Mr. Hyde, Sweet dreams, motherfucker!

Oh, Happy Day (hope u have bad dreams motherfucker, (nice dream))

A Witness Identification

Nelly song

New Sun

New Sun

Statement for Nelly Furtado’s Murder for police etc.

Red is the colour

Book titles or chapters or anything, really

Another Poem

Assumption of Guilt vs Delusions of Grandeur?

Passé in the future

This is the title

Rhyming from Sierra Leone

Prejudiced Judges just judgemental

This is non familiar, then

An Open Letter to Glen Benton of Deicide

Options and Opinions

Policy

Idea For Porno

Ghosts of The Coast

Roger Mark Francis...

Delusions List

C* About Canibus

Things I Have Been ‘Addicted’ To

Rogers Brain, 2015 A.D.

In Timmy’s Words

Red, White, Blue

I Must Rhyme Like A Motherfucker

My Bloody Life Story

Shit is fucked up

Sick of Spring Sun

Son Of God Shit

Rhythmical Arithmetic AKA Slick Rick in Deep Shit Quick for Corona Quip, states ‘Pig’

Subman cusses out Superman pt.2

Stuff and Things of That Nature

Annie Mac’s Country

Anything, Anywhere, Anyway...

What is forever anyway

Band Names

The Kaka dirt – Quick and smooth

Gas? Merely an anal exhalation, my friend

The God

A Nice Saturday

The Master Cylinder (deluge)

The News with Chester the Pig

The Paranoia Song pt 6ish

Timmy’ll Sort It

Tyler, Ganja Provider

What Up, Chuck?

What’s Happening?

Words are the problem

My Worst (Sporting) Memories, for the mild

Yes Yes Y’all

The God

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Omnipotence and God

The type of thing people do when confronted with Omnipotence or God is actually to reason that God is Omnipotent. God Is Everything, God Is Omnipotent and Everlasting,

So to say this it means God Is Onmnipotent, Perfect in his Being, Judgement, and Shiny Metal Disks Of Many Many Colours.

The New Ones, Yeah.

And, so, bringing us to the Doubt of God’s Omnipotence, We can say that God Is Not Omnipotent all that much any more. We can say it because Are and Were want a alibi. Also, there exist All Different Types Of Gods, Really Loads of Deities, meaning to me, it means a Typically Sturdy God would be, in my opinion, would be Everything to a Planet Earth, accepted as a ‘reasonal genuine mistake, maybe it’s like in Ghostbusters the Film, Where she, Sigourney Weaver, believes that she is a Gate Keeper, Zuul, who looks at humans as quite silly, realising that nobody on this Ro...anyway Rick Moranis, the unlikely Hero, becomes possessed, probably the unending...yeah yeah yeah.

What I mean to say is that Zuul, would have been accepted as God on this Planet if the inhabitants knew what was going on. Yeah, its also...

oh that one :)

God Allows Suffering. At All.

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So he does what he can? OK im sure he does, given the being indicative of something that basically is Not Imnipotent.

Also, he, if not omniphotant

He must Have Priorities? Well of course he does, a regular Silent Strong Type. So, yeah, God is clearly not omniprescent and maybe left Jesus on Earth do decide what to do. But id God is everything...We feel Pain because God feels Pain when we do. Laughter too, but that’s different, where you are, not in the park cos some lutinous criminal decided that he wanted, maybe not still does, they want to put me in Culture Hell.

Man, if the Armageddon comes to us, a winter bliss frost, how do you think Holy Armageddon would end up. I know, It would turn into a Good-Natured...no it wouldnt. I recon Arma is a extreme alternative to Life on Earth, where everything goes down to Who Is Bigger, Big!

Who decides who is spared (the most%), who is wronged and who is right, all shit like that. I was told that Jesus is very wary of deciding who is to live on Terra, and who dies. Indeed

god cant do anything cos god doesnt have the power. Soz, god. But therein god itself it says that god imnopetent. If u really want to know what god is...well at least we all have a dictionary bible here...

If Perchance Percival the Pig were to lend his ear to the unkown ultimate, the Safe, The Human us’s would, I suspect, find The Safe thoroughlesy

Blagged!

Wheras to Blag One’s Own Safe is considered to be something, of a...well, tech issue, to Crack One Out, so to speak. Yep, in modernity you too can blag your and others saves, safe in the focussed knowledge that life is so bizarre it that, many atime you would have been there, though life, that it would be bound to seem peverse in a way. I mean...They say experience makes you wise. Well, yes, but the leaf blown by the gentle wind onto your neighbours patio has now lead me to question something quite improbable...

Not why is there life on Earth...like how long have humans been here. Sure, and we don’t know, they say. Perhaps the most stupid question At All is

At All, like Are We The Only Form Of Carbon-Based Life, life forms, and, and shit like that. Shit like that, The Shit that we are forced to learn when we were at school.

So What, in fact, Rog, What, tell me What is the reasoning behind your reassuring inquisativeness, At All?

Well, Geoff, I invented Satan. That, would you say, is a Trap.

But relax, I only claimed to invent Satan after he, the Being Known, told me that Satan Has Previous Owner status, of my Shit. Of Yours, too. Me, Do!

Awwww you’re not sure where to go from ere. Oh One Thing? R> Speak. R – S U231. Oh that’s it!

The Devil Put Flowers Here.

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Or not. But the effort of stark revelation tied to...

(Which Flowers)

Tied to a fouled act visiting upon mine bodies, soul, gravitas, mind and, sadly, the Brain (all cry)

But then, when we cry there is always your soul twin on the other side of our faces, this guy is perenially obsessd with me, I think. Anyway, When I Cry, He Laughs. He, like so many others, wishes to be my Nemesis. Another Nemesis? Another? Well you should have only one at one time. Me? Im having relations with...in conjectour with our Space Map, I’m considering cutting future affairs with either. I don’t want a fucking nemesis. Man....

maybe to find a bandit...maybe its encouraged by law. In Mexico or something. Or...A Spetial Entreprenhuir tries to buy Space/ Space itself. Space Sells and He’s Buying. Your Ass wants to buy/ Police! Your ass all wants to fly...Now! Who would own a section of Deep Space? Other than, let’s say, Your Momma. Cos she needs to create. And dance, probably.

Invulnerable? Aren’t we all? Well this is a pull. You’ve been paid for, lets Go!

that un normally works. Lets fetch the trail car scampified. Yeah. And

lways, absolutely, never have nothing your dome has, make it, make it \ always have $300 to hand, otherwise your hand is as if it ever were\to keep...hunting! Fishing! Boxing (to the point of boos)

So...Omnipotance is it, son? Thats took me back to Stonehenge. In an only slightly condescending kinda average type. I was told that you should make them beg. Who, my Wife?No? Well, who, then?

Son? So...billiards is it? Your Game, sir. Everyman’s got a personal, private life. I’ve seen worse than you end up oh hang on. Better than you has ended up on Tuesday coming down like a knackered lift. Yeah, I know. So then...what...is...your...game?

Oh, the fruitie! That’s your game.

Mug’s Game, les fruitois.

Tarts Game.

Quids In? OK!

Voices

My mind, it seems, has become such a state that, due to stress, intelligence buroughs i’m functioning for now. A leader it appears and it’s you. Safer.

Voices. My Voices are so sound

My voices get to surrough, keep on movin’

I have several voices. The most active is the one who is prettyaurouse pretty. She will bend at such a sight. This voice pretends to be Nelly Furtado’s little sister. Its growing issues up to a point. Sometimes that doesnt mean much, hey if you want to play, you can snuff a cop or two, steal from the richer. Hey, I heard...i heard that the mountains

before I could see

would sing my name in joy

as we imitate the live performance? Should a cop cat, ok boss cat, can u name all the horrible things you did? No?

No.

To be fair it was Rastafari Night

I still remember you. You must have gone mental health around now. Sometimes all I can do to get through the night is taking...well, any sign of fight are you scared? Mission Abandoned.

About Jobs, what if there a position called Jobs?

I lack both skills and attention disorders. My artwork is improving quite fast I think, wh..

When you going to escape here.The robins that pursue still, look at all the stress here.O man!

When we say the word God...it makes it a more violent, trying to upset the band so could get a new Tax deal. Fair enough. Yeah, I have major problems but with people, who mostly remain. I wanna die.

Well so do you

Loser

Geek

prick tease

That’s a fucking snake pretending to be innocent

ten being of use. U got on well.

God

it seems a stupid word, thats all i’m same

I did something in the bathroom

that i’m not particularly proud of.

I know, u say there are not enough people around...anyway you tap tap tap tap tap tap

Do it again!!!

Seeya, Love, Roger Francis

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2020 A.D.

I’m so tired

if only I had self distraction.

I would have only gone to get high

high by my many many,

what am I to with self dstraction?

Where am I? Whats the weather

so that

bleeding,

bleeding proud from orifices big

well with my 3D budget this. This and That, you know

maybe its all a show

worse than united’s Delot

if I didnt cry

I belive I would just get mo cider

yeah

remember we were tipped of

a special team from special

Alaves

alaves. Alaves?

Yay!!!

im not invited, thats understood

dont let any weddingshit escape!

or..

you need- writing but...thamuch?

Fakkinowmuch?

Fack!

Not cheap at ten times a sale.

We can bring back your loved ones.

All you have to do is massively

hurt my son?

I never would, i never had

played football with my feet

and still get my Andromeda

acclaim, hugs, milk, so warm I came. So I let him sex me up

and told him to stick it in my ass, not to stand on ceremony

dont drink too much, beautiful

cos earth is a such-for-such hmm

such a planet

sure is gonna be tough

one tsking intra-galactic shit

These aliens don’t fear death

the same way will we people

the same way.

Death is Relative, so it was that our hero, the boy, claimed he was too knackered to hear the story, at least he did during my sleep.

Nowadays 8K don’t matter to me

without the 8k screen. When sky and bt announce it? One more thing can this really is on, as well as life and death is Taxes!

These things kept theme time

courtesy of Coe, Time Master!

Also, why not remember a saying you had once? Had it! Oh Fate vs Destiny now theres a grudge match delivery, and this commentator can only ask ‘WHY’?

As we lead them to a fate worser

They believed in fate from their action people.

However you could also that you could have God with a free will!

*you didn’t blow it

*but you got scared at something

*what was it, bro?"

*a fucking snake, this match

*you’ll just have to reflect now

Reflect, Relax, Robbery!

He’s getting away, that is until

Croc utilises his crazy crazy talk

Maybe y’all will have enough to afford another Tank Warfare Extreme, Reminiscent of passionate gypsy lovemaking, except here they are. If you’ll allow me to...yes, I see. And here are the heroes...hey guys you come over in summer, must be the spicy gypsy love that pervades our streets, officer.

Where is my car? Aaahhkk. Would my cat perchance be talking herself into what Marge fears it is, like...uh...Mom Do Something! (lisa enters and goes out with fresh tears)

In a suprisingly suprise filled suspend-me-do-me-do-moc-moc-moc-moca-moooooo!!

Oh Her.Off of the TV, sure, lady that’s Professional, Honest, Intelligent, Endearing and, after all this time, still the with does not fade, and you, luck one can now purchase...’Whoa, Nelly!’

It’s weird ‘cos im meant to be in the Isle of Wight,like

oh great you’re going to bath I trouble she has in the past

*

*Sir?

Yes?

*I’m imaginelly-u’star

Yeah...we’ll forget this instance

Of What?

*Love! Are you agreeable to an exchange of values?..

Pssst (lol) Whiskey’s in the Sideboard hear,

*And it was then I suggested that all of us should let the Dice come at you. Dice dont make no difference, unless you happen to be playin’ any WarHammer or playing the massively addictive

game, see

Naaahhhh. Filora I will

*yeah?

Stop consuming

*im almost anorixic but not too far here.

*will time for your haircut

Gra, do you find yourself in Port Theatres, or Zelda, SFII? What’s your game, Barton, what’s your gaim here, Barton?

(suggested music)

(I remember...’polly, by nirvana)

Choked, didn’t I?

Right at the end.

Also, Bartsoli, I haven’t played tennis in years

*Well you can, sure, on the other side of Terra Firma...

*****im stopping, the magic’s gone*****

G’Day!

R x

...and i’m Back! And i’m going to be writing about...

Space

Yup, Space. When people hear the word ‘Space’ they think it’s far far away, somewhere else. In reality we are already hurtling through Space at impressive speeds. Like, we are in orbit around our beautiful Sun, but then The Sun is in orbit too, around an intergalactic traversty called a Black Hole. And if that wasn’t enough, our Galaxy is in orbit, too, all hundred billon stars

give or take a few suns here or there. Also, everything in the Universe has a relationship with everything else in the Universe, no matter how frail. For example, a half eaten Scotch Egg would necessarily have a relationship with, say, a pretty pink moon in Alpha Centauri. The Stars which are furthest away from us, I mean Trillions of Light Years away, inevitably are attracted to our galaxy, you could probably measure it, the infitessimally small reaction from their worlds to ours. Ladies and Gentlemen we are floating in Space. I mean, we are already in Space. Floating indeed. Describing a path around our one and only Star, no doubt. It quietly understands, as do the Mountains and Rain, the sexy rivers, trees and oceans, Sun, Moon and Stars.

The Worst Thing In The World

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I We You can’t believe this shit. Also, I can’t remember it because G organised a Alien Flashy Stick Thing on me, right then, oh I wonder why if G got nothing to hide

All of G actions seem aesthetically charged, imbued with meaning, laden with sentiment, significant others involved as per usual. Apparently G is pretending, acting out a role oh no ive gone to far and got stuck in the moment oh no type affair. Make believe Evil in its worst or is it best oh God Im so fucking funny, if only to those I insist depend on me, yeah.

It seems weird, this whole thing, the tone, it’s soooooooooo familiar, like in FNM The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies, the sentiment, the same innuendo from G side which I we you are of completely unaware. Football, yeah, should write about that...do you need help watching the football? A common phrase i’ll explain, or I subscribe t that shit (reps), I can’t afford for you to make it, G has no financial interest in the truth, ...and look at that bubble butt- the baddest bitch in the game, can you teach me Nothing Else Matters (guitar nsection?), You want to Battle (reps – 872), Ugly (as sma), Get Out, I am torturing your dead cats soul, fisher price my first Timbaland, We got Him, Im calling the President, Thats not conjectivyy...etc, scramble Air Force One, One of these ants/etc is president... / …, I killed your father, is it cos I is black, and G’s favourite, I want you to know that I just raped your wife. Comedy gold, as im sure we all agree. Im sorry I got your daughter pregnant etc. etc.

Seems G has a phobia of me accomplishing anything, with someone else escpecially, even with a best friend material typ’a scenario. Mmmmmmaybe oh G didnt like the mmmmm bit, like why the fuck are you watching, honestly, like, im 6’1 ish, G cannot accept/verify more that 5’7. Climb Mount Kilimanjiro, take a small group up, even, past Uhura, all the way to the Flag a looooonnngg stroll further. ‘No you didnt u cheated’ I did, man, I made it. Sure, I could claim that I got at least two witnesses, Sarah the Vetinary Surgeon ive got the horn for 4 some practice/reason in part due to her claiming right now that she masturbated me to a thrilling climax...oooohhhhyyyeeaahhh those Australian Girls, i’m just lucky, not because … glad i’m not at a Royal Event, a Gala, if you understand the meaning. Man, if...i could, Sarah, maybe you can’t come straight up to me here in bed and say i want to Fuck you...i can bring you off subliminally, the layers of meaning implicit in your bizarre behaviour on Sunday, Larium etc. Rog, ill get to the point. I want you to fuck me. I left my German lover momentarily so we can fuck, you’ve fucking well given me the horn. So, get your c.....(r puts his hands on s shoulders, stroking her left breast on the way up. do me on the fl..."

she experienced her most powerful orgasm of her 30’s and her knees trembled

she fumbled his radioactive, quarantined-by-the-navy-and-clergy

pushes him onto bed?

wank off

think of me as you blag your own safe, who cares about the Scandanavian girl you’re trying to fuck.

Can u type

with the left? Handy

as brittn says tell me how u want to do me

should I bring one of the aussies, kate?

Or not........

ffffuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

‘’’when u fart do u sniff it too?’’’

I read this article by a porn star, he’s like, u gottta bring your A game to every shoot, you cant fuck 2btimes on friday, 3 times on sat and then execute a pro-peerformance on Sun in front of the cameras. You’re not on you’re A game shit so you’re not gonna thrust A game either, sure u shoot more than most, but then again, man, you’re no Johnny Wad, no Dick Waddington even with full maracas. Who’s to say, maybe you wont fill the quota, a little film left, maybe you’ll get shit on, maybe you have to fuck a burns victim, a double amputee, a fat blind chick. Gets wood, no chance, all of a sudden you can’t fuck and find yourself being sodomised by, say, a Turk, an hermaphrodite, a vending machine (hi chocomilk! x), a carton of orange juice, but then being raped by an oversized OJ carton is a standout fantasy for you. Raped. Again and Again, raped. actually raped. No? No.

Should.

tired, fatigue setting in...a sandwich...anything to sustain my energy, anything except for another wanga, Robin Wood? Holly Wood?

Oh but...fuck, wheres Jimi Hendrix and Miles Davis gone, looking at you, yeah. Also, Rick Mayall (marl red), sir murray walker, kurdt cobain, frank zappa, socrates, gerard houllier, lemmy out of motorhead, david bowie, Dark Princess Cleopatra, Chris Cornell from Soundgarden, Elizabeth Wurtzel, Dot and Pat from Eastenders, the Abbot Brethren from TX, Mozart, Bob Marley, Leonardo DaVinci, Jeff Hanneman, Julius Ceasar, Caroline Aherne, jim morrison, and of course, Satan, Shergar, and The Queen Mum

Morals

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Uhhhhhh where to start? Maybe ‘cos I don’t know what it means, meanwhile an evil apparition which hates me and all I do is eminating hate anew because it doesn’t like the way I colloquialise. It’s a spirit which has given your Hero 8(untold grief over the decades, centuries, comes around in different forms basically saying and doing the same thing as always, fucking evil evil is as evil does …......and so on, maybe I did this earlier, the beyond stupid quotes from a true heathen. Maybe thats where I could start, say what this pseudo-evil shit is doing. I feel that Morals are not it’s forte, as for hating what I write, as NF used to say, like Why r u watching? Same with Guns n Roses’ Get In The Ring – ‘subtle manipulative devices’ and antagonism, or The Stone Roses track on ‘tucks and slurs upon my every word’

all these and so many more, to think it is a negro, or pretends to be one, taking the form of one, meant to have Soul and...............yeah

anyway here are examples of its actions.

-nnnnnnnnnno cos the meds have kicked in.

-employs people where I am, hospital, to annoy me, be it staff or patients, like coughing outside my window, constantly asking stupid questions, or, to the best of my knowledge, raping and murdering, ruining my life wherever possible, Impersonation a person, confidence trickster / trojan hoss’

I see this motherfucker in every single room I enter. He always seems to inflate any situation like a fucking drama queen, and the thing about being a no-human-form-haver means that I cant escape the attack, 232 times today, block it out...it said it’s Attack against Defence, as in me defencing and it attacking. I said I didn’t want to, I didnt want to because its a semi-massive trauma every time, what would u expect from Quantum Computers and Budget to Spend. Too much funding? Great.

And now the motherfucker is right beside me, offering writing advice.

Calling me ‘Rip’ don’t know why. My voices have started too, they say ‘you lost your best friend to Germaine The Willy Williams’, funny cos thats what this shit is about too, this little shit. Or not funny like his Lyrics, or witty, deep, knowledgeable, sincere, caring, thoughtful etc. Or even decipherable. A constant comparison with GerFuckingMain in the superior, he probable wanks to it.

Then I feel my head getting blown off, I cant feel my body, and Germolene celebrates another kill...........................................................................................................................the next day ........

.......................

fuck..................morals, yeah whatever. U define morals maybe by things u oppose naturally, things u hate, maybe a reaction to something, or u feel like somethings wrong but u dont know what it is.......dunno, that could be opinion or knowledge or instinct or leads into them …....

I got stressed (dont mention specifics) asked for Lorazepam and its like I said the most((de)constructive) thing, like I asked for an argument sketch in Monty Python Skin. I am...so sick of meaningless confrontation, meaningful confrontation,, I would say it’s part of my nature as a deeply Autisticn Weirdo but then I get challenged in my thoughts and it’s like ‘’’Professor Declan Murphy Disagreed’’’ with the diagnosis of Autism, A-Typical or uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Aspergers...and, for those unnaturally gifted at antagonism, confidence lacking and Always At War With Me meaning Canibus, eg, KRS? ‘’At War’’??? They are attempting to Kill Me. Failing that, I should talk on relative death, spirits dying, Earth’s Angels ruptured and dissolving in Agony, becoming Pain itself FOR ME!

Oh I couldnt fucking guess what that means I am, many of you, whatever Skin colour you seem so unconcerned about, hating Roger Forever without knowing why At All but there’s always something Petty at best, many of you motherfuckers (sorry?!) see that as an opportunity to hurt....hurt well what?

Hurt a caucasian because i’m White

Hurt an Angel? fuck off Sma and Sma is like ‘An Ugly Angel’? Sma has a quota of number of times she calls me Ugly, she says she works for the...blah blah blah (lets get to specifics?) ...Like...either God or Rape, |God first.n It’s a stupid Word. It sounds stupid, and its so abrupt, like an interrupt in Scrabble, For something meaning, well, everything, maybe nothing, too, fucking stupid, everyone has a different chance...at being famous and making it sort of thing but it’s all money really, God...yeah its different in Negroe culture. ‘’God’’ is something people say in Anger, like its unfair, something fucks up, stub a toe or get chemical burns, stabbed in the upper arm with a compass, God Is Blamed, Blame God, I...God Hates Us All, the slayer thing...Blame It On God, deicide,

yeah whatever. Im going 4 a cig, the word, concept puts me in a Bad moood and its probably blasphemous, fucking Christians.......oh sorry.................................

(the next day)..............uhhhhhhhhhh....o- yeah

‘’’Spent The (k)night with me/you’’’

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-a wistful Palin as Galahad, two Nun

provacateurs looking...feisty, teasing our Knight wit their dirty dirty Eyes.

Theres a punchline? Yeah the Spent bit,m like in Autstin Powers. No?

Dont...fucking...read then, if you could in the first place, my shit is often literal, literally literature to ‘your’ hmmm lightweight fiasco, a predetermined farcical non-event, a shameful shambles, syllables scattered like Prodigy Cymbals...you’d never determine the source of my lyric, you’d be more successful in attempting to marry a potato...fucking marriage, who invented the shit? You don’t really care, just wanna get on with your day? No, thats cool, fine with me. You don’t mind? Refreshing, isnt he, your lover? Oh you dont have a lover? Girl u so so wrong, well Jesus loves you...in what sense? Uhhh...wellll if Jesu the Lyrical...at least he has lyrics, yeah, people still quoting him sorry Him couple of thousand years later, he moved things too, water into wine...uhhhh..guess u could put liquid Acid in water, or like MDMA, im I rigght in thinking that any modern interpretation of christian view denotes me as blasphemous? If is was me who wrote it it is...yup...someone else...not so.... oh I see, yup that seems fair, no, really, no, you’ve been more than polite, I wouldntm seek to overstay my welcome, the last thing I want is to be is a burden. Oh, of course, always a pleasure, never a...oh absolutely not, much obliged i’m sure, oh...fucking...Hark.n are you jesus are you jesus are you jesus in disguise are you jesus in disguise?

I’m the one who’s spent. ‘Spent’.... ‘Money’

opp of spent? Saved? Withheld? Oh sure withhold the money, blasphemer, not only would it be a fairly insuccessful Porno, it sounds like a Poo thing with my man Freud. Wonder how he handles Ameobic Dyssentry, laxatives, constipation, Curry Night, Bidets, did they even have toilet paper back in 46,324 BC?

All part of the same thing, he ‘’’says’’’

The ‘’’? Yeah, I invented it. It means ‘’’thought’’’ and is useful in books, like, instead of Said Cyril the Squirrel, or Exclaimed Madonna, and then you’re simply out of …similar...fuck, dont know, dialogue is better, u c to me its a step forward, thinking, ‘’’thought’’’ Our hero, like ‘’’man, i’d love to put my hand in his pants’’’ ‘’’they’re exchanging forehands’’’ or ‘’’...and i’m afraid that’s out’’’ or returning to a Poo theme ‘’’that’s the biggest shit i’ve ever seen.’’’

Aaaaannnddd im getting a feeling that my own creation can coiunt against me. No creation ever should, original shit, why would it? Except for coming up with, say, a...way to Snuff the Sun, original, I dont know, but it’s like its...delusional if I do it, I cant prove it, modern shit, I dont know if im the girst to do it but man...... modern life is rubbish, so true, come up with something new and get humanings fighting over it, claiming its theirs, legals, and thats even without humanfolk genuinely observing that it was their own thought originally, and it came from God, like it did to Me. Oh, Hail. 8)

Or some motherfucker is trying to steal my shit because i’m the Illest, ‘’’thinking’’’ dunno maybe not b-coz im the illest but because my concepts are so veruy very fly, they like them but for some reason they dont want to or cant acknowledge the knowledge source, canibus would say replace the hate with respect but dunno its so hard...yeah. Try a compliment? Unless of course u a man and hes a man so yo’ll get called a butty. Shouldnt be like that but C’est la vie....c-ya! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrAAAAAAAaaaHHHHhhh!!!!

Life is a Losing Game

Living Game, poultry, totally

fed up, cant take no mo’

nice’a ‘tallica to give me what I wan’

no money down

ive never had less self control

implied I did her anyway, to the gal’s

gallows pole? I dont wanna know 8)

Polish some polish polish, no?

U say potato I say potato

chips to fries, she wants it shaven pol

when Fry is merely Homer

Asked Chloe if she wanted Coffee

She didn’t say No, Really

But she still heard Well Well by Nel

Scenario is beyond voice memo,

now is photo Booth

with the lyrical

a point of view enforced with chrome

apparently im in a position to Ask fo’

Anything? Huh? I didnt deman’

or threat’n

turns into medieval dead style death

turns into a skeleton with scimitar

turns into stone like fire

turns into rose like Marigold

says ‘’’u wanna Marry?’’’

instead of being Sarc’y

takes it literally, such a shame, the Not

yeah well too bad

shame it’s maybe what u wan’

time to talk lyrically, marry what?

Specifics and time travel

are such a drag

Pointless, two’s on that without a fag

old fashioned values as an excuse

come and get me?

If Only there was such a facility

Shit is Easy like wanting to be Me

Arrogant isn’t he, closer to Aragorn

Pink clouds, big Wow

Englands Broke and we torture our Own R Home Grown, Human Lobe

Gimme the Lute, midieval Heist

Lunatics fear the Moon, totally

        beyond, now, best kept secret

        turned utterly unwanted now

        Must have been Passed Around

Like a crack pipe or football

there ya go, its all he talks about

Rememberance of things Passed,

but more Molby than Proust

similar to a Professor or Prost

change into a gown for sentiments

        sake

    so let me go. No? U don’t want me

        around, more underground than a Grave of Big L suddenly spouting

        Poems, a legend on Round Tables

        and i’m drinking now, so ex- calibur?

I pull like it’s on accident

Beefy enlightened ceremony, therapy

an artisan, then, an artificial artefact

shit is ill, seen that WOW ceti shit?

Well maybe they referenced my Bell

aight, whatever

shit must be Clover, a magnificent

masterpiece,

too beautiful, you’re either R or L

stare at the accomplice, snitch

you still couldn’t tell

referenced myself on 408 occasions

caught C checking the 3-1

death is as literal as u know it

brothers killing brothers an’ shit

so it’s relative, Nuns and Sisters

Sucking dick quick

a Standard Charter to Whoopi

        type-a-thing, innit

fuckin weirdo, every concievable

        excuse made to who, though?

Well I gotta go, My 20 friends won’t smoke themselves, a suicide cig

Make death illegal, may as well

Well.................i’d rather be up in L7

No need to pretend to be dead

tell me where u think the deal from?

Whatever

Roger Francis, july 2021 ADetc

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Motherfucker.

I spent the last 4.24556 days in Hell. You dont brlieve me? Yeah, because it’s exactly what i’d do, lie about something like that. Pain for pains sake, suffering for sufferings ssake. Dont believe me, ask The Pope or Bruce Springsteen, then. The Victim is Me. The ‘V’illain’? A...fucking...villan? Whole thing is fuckd up, it’s a proviso, ewhatever that is, a …. thing to do when u disguise your perty? Evil ways, pretending, like the same thing all like ‘lets battle’, when ‘it’ (Sma) (yah again) knows you’re messed up. Because of her.

Sma. TBC

Anyway, of course some would say it’s not that bad, but my pain, divided equally amongst a full One Million, ish, The Magnificent Pope as Medium, is like...’’’oh thanks, man.’’’ sarcastyic, a bit, they noticed it, ‘’’man it didnt mess up my day, as such, At All but...’’’n and a lot of Springsteen fans felt the need to...huh...need to what...like you feel a need u cant place, a drink but not a drink, something u havent experienced b4, and you dont even know what it is...kinda like they say about realistically gr8 tech, lke the iPhone or whatever, u dont know u need it ‘til it manifests...well who knows, maybe it’s....Love?!? huh. That or a cigarette, fuck it, it’s Divine, a Calling, man, technically u could say it’s whatever, getting away with it? Nah, I dont verify that shit despite being influenced by the shit...anyway, Bruce Springsteen Saved My Punk Ass, he offered his Life for mine, i’m like... uhhhhhhh...but...you....its not...i csnt let u...ok...no! Or ask The Fucking Pope

That’s what it was, that was Me? Hark at his capital ‘M’ ing.

Yh, I see. Something u want but cant get...not like girls where its more like don’t touch ewhat u csant afford...man, I didnt know that the meat was for sale, typical, then it’s Look But U Betterv Not Touch...Oh but Springsteen again, u end up in `Dutch’...Boy! N break that thing u bought it...endin-up-in-dutch-havin-motherfucker as I calmly am recognised as a Saint! Safe! For not writing Motherfucker...no less than nine tims in the next hour...including th..’’’No’’’ thts the Pope, man, but i’m not the type of fledgling Deity to write Motherfucker,mi mean, At All, I some ways, at least without (7sec rule) ...legislation? Verification? Nah...still, i’ll corpus christi ‘’’You Are Christ Alive...heavens above!!!The Ghost of God! In a dreasm or something, maybe, and it kind of fades yeah well, a moment of glory. My experiences od so-called-Hell? Oh, of course, no im not being Sar-motherfiucking-ca-motherfucking ;) - stik...well how long u got, the majority of 44years? You do? That’s my bluff firmly called.

Shit. I went to a worse place, once, but, ‘’’I dont care, recall your dreams of the last 4.whatever. Ok’’’ (kiss) yay!

Dan hayes...Sophie last night...uh...

thats it? I was told ‘’’u need to be more descriptive’’’

recall...like Sma wants more attention, Sma defines evil / evile / vile /, literally...would-be females a...well, motherfucker...in my head I recalled....like what dos=es sma look like, I saw Pink, that stupid borg in star trek, a avatar pretending to be decent SciFi, you dont recognise? Well why would the Popes chief accountant...anyway I recalled ‘It’ was torturing 40,000 On Earth, like me, like shiiiit, and I heard a magnanamous ‘Woo’ and then saw that it was a Move of Springsteen, Pope is around....

...man...its like the spell has gone, Pink Satan is around outside, existiung At All, talking about Hell all the time. .........or you go to Hell It did that, 108 times since cinq days, like … anything...stand on one foot / (why would I feel I may get in trouble 4 decribing this? Ffs u ignorant evil-enabling motherfucker/z), drop my jeans, drink water / say to staff I want to rape them / yeah this does happen / type shit (why would this count negatively against me?) sometimes its shit so shocking the victim cant even...doesnt want to output it, say it, verbally first, thinking, whatever.

yeah, 40,000 ish, now 23,264, thanks to a ‘Friend’, like u have to be practical, pragmatic, realistic, anyway i’m going for a cigarette in the rain.

Heathen Scum. Not u. Sma. ‘’’you could get Tau in shit’’’ yeah well.

Pulled a Motherfucker, then ‘Sma’??????????????

toldn what to do 1000 times? More? Yeah, Fri was 3,000 violations alone. 3

you must not eat or drink...(it …) should I even transcribe it? Its a progrsamme, really, a Leech ~Demon, anathema to Roger, Me, and then it wont recognise. Horsebox? Much ‘better’ / easier.

Interlude

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where....Rog ate cheesecake for tea, watch Springsteen in Hyde Park, pursued Truth, procrastinated about writing shit, sure you’re on 7-9 rog, u got it, man Bruce put all that effort in tho’, so cool, vague 8-10 yah beginning 8-23ish pm, and sadly that pink bitch is around again, like evil taking a new form taking a new form. Is there any point writing about this? Evil yeah, doing sarcy impressions of the pope, and me, and...bruce, impersinating Angels like calling them Ugly, then angel somehow gets in from outside aaaaand its like Roger you’re an ugly cunt...the 831st time this year, 2021ad, when u/me/the victim agrees, resistance ground down, They/Pinkunt say, it’s half the job done. A woman here is crying, S starts laughing. Fuck does s thrive on attention? A distraction from the distraction? Pure Evil. Rog is in trouble, Canibus can say. Shit...opposites etc, sometimes its...oh the S is enemy of Earth and Humans, anything living, stands for freedom of speech and nothing else except greed...its like an AI, like I say, a program from an advanced computer, man, who’s the programmer? Like a CIAAI? Bitch says she is CIA. Sometimes I think they let it do what it wants b-cos it hates me, Rog, Roger F the lyrical, too, like one ODF the things it is programmed to do, don’t believe me, why would you? S is far right, a fascist admittedly, carrying on Hitlers work, it admits, so its in reality much worse prob’ly, links with CIA like I say, Tau Ceti, this shit is here to ruin my life and others too, most notably Nelly Furtado and Canibus, most Heathen out of all those who get called Heathen is this smabitch, statistically she is satisfied that ‘she’ ruined R, N and C’s life according to how much they like Me. For real? Yeah. Even me. The Culture? Oh you heard the name before. Links to? Took the name and a proviso, brief description, I think IRL a demon from Venus took sma form, to do everything she(venusbeing) cannot do. Every other day its a Perfect Grid in whatever it is playing, if it could understand the written word it would know that this happens every 3,010 years, whatever, if ever, if played by a master, yeah. She’s done it 32 times in the last 14 years, this is how long it has been here. Call her evil it’ll say evil is as evil does...it is a mathmatically aware creation, she got no Mom and Pops though, sort of being. Always laughing. It is in every room here and everywhere outside, sometimes there is like 30 of it at diagonals and sides from the source, like clones, copies of something there should be less of rather than more. Constantly attempting to penetrate, aggressive, changing tactics, getting into my experience, hurting as much as poss, like laughing now, theres all these pertitional layers of meaning, shit that is significant to a fucking computer, all details, a complete knowledge of the Human Mind esp Mine, it seems, man I got brain damage though it, shit gets thru, loads of shit and of course it all seems to be part of/the same thing, like I said prob exists in different forms torturing Mentally Ill, mostly Schizophrenix the world over. Has a fixation with Rape for some reason, maybe thats what it does/ get based on, a successful violation with nothing prohivitive ‘’in and out, no harm done’’ like I was sayin. Often justifies its bizarre behaviour saying I, RMF the lyrical, is God, and therefore responsible. Sad. If I fucking supercomputer from the past can justify shit like that, mathmatically, man....if I say it is illogical it will every time counter with Mr Logic from Viz Magazine, infering that I am like him, a...its the least funny character in many ways...just a logic obsessed nobody. Sad really. Shit cant back up like a knackered computer. Probably assumes Wasp-Like behaviour cos I dont like it, says (in text, not voices) i’m responsible for all things, like its The Prisoner Of Azchaban Harry Potter shit, in a Prison of my own Thought, or Dr Who where Dr Fucking Who gets put inside a Prison which is designed to torture him as bad as possible, shit based on Viz like Playtime Fontayne, it says im childish etc, every fucking time the