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    Quote Originally Posted by Pumpkin337 View Post
    I realise that the freedom of speech includes the freedom to sh!t on the freedoms while enjoying them...
    This is where you should have finished the post.
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    Its very easy to get an idealised vision of life on the other side of the fence where the grass is always greener, the sun shines brightly and every thing is perfect. Many people who make the move get a healthy dose of reality when they realise that things are not so bright and shiny and wonderful on the other side. This particularly holds true for some idealistic notions about the 'paradise' of socialism. These people in particular need a very sharp reality check because they are a danger to the freedom they enjoy criticising without ever realising just what they stand to lose should their ideas ever gain ground.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pumpkin337 View Post
    I assume then that you don't see the contradiction in enjoying the freedom of speech the constitution gives you while ****ting on it? I assume that you prefer the gulags, secret police, torture, and repression of the socialist systems of this world? I assume that given the first opportunity to do so you shall move to any one of the repressive, non-free, socialist utopia's that exist and give up every freedom you have in order to enjoy their benefits? North Korea? Cuba? North Vietnam interest you? No? Thought not.
    the constitution is not above criticism. Freedom of speech is an absolute.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pumpkin337 View Post
    Its very easy to get an idealised vision of life on the other side of the fence where the grass is always greener, the sun shines brightly and every thing is perfect. Many people who make the move get a healthy dose of reality when they realise that things are not so bright and shiny and wonderful on the other side. This particularly holds true for some idealistic notions about the 'paradise' of socialism. These people in particular need a very sharp reality check because they are a danger to the freedom they enjoy criticising without ever realising just what they stand to lose should their ideas ever gain ground.
    capitalism is equally as bad as socialism. Both put the acquisition of stuff over all else. Money! Money! Money!

    It's already illegal to criticize blacks, Jews and christrians in this country. What's next gays? Democrats? Vagabonds?

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    Quote Originally Posted by HCabret View Post
    the constitution is not above criticism. Freedom of speech is an absolute.
    I couldn't agree with you more, but in criticising make sure you aren't advocating something that looks like freedom but in reality is not. One does not wish to exchange the freedom to criticize for oppression after mistaking it for greater freedom. Work to make things better, criticize where needed but damn well make sure that you aren't making things worse, or being taken in by an oppressive system disguised as freedom.

    It's already illegal to criticize blacks, Jews and christrians in this country. What's next gays? Democrats? Vagabonds?
    You are behind the times ....

    I'm not objecting to criticism per se, I'm objecting to criticism of the one thing that needs to be defended ferociously in a world where it is ever increasingly under attack. Freedom. Real freedom. And socialism is not freedom. Just look at the long list of failed examples in the world.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pumpkin337 View Post
    I couldn't agree with you more, but in criticising make sure you aren't advocating something that looks like freedom but in reality is not. One does not wish to exchange the freedom to criticize for oppression after mistaking it for greater freedom. Work to make things better, criticize where needed but damn well make sure that you aren't making things worse, or being taken in by an oppressive system disguised as freedom.
    to each their own. Whether you like it or not. Wolf Larsen is an ignorant moron, but that's okay because no one is forcing him to be.



    You are behind the times ....
    with my criticism Christians or Gays?

    I'm not objecting to criticism per se, I'm objecting to criticism of the one thing that needs to be defended ferociously in a world where it is ever increasingly under attack. Freedom. Real freedom. And socialism is not freedom. Just look at the long list of failed examples in the world.
    there is no freedom if you don't have the freedom to speak out against freedom. Employment is slavery. At least when it's involuntary. Both capitalists and socialists want to make it illegal to be unemployed.

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    Red face Let's Vandalize Milton! Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

    by John Milton
    From Arcades
    O'RE the smooth enameld green

    Where no print of step hath been,

    Follow me as I sing,

    And touch the warbled string.

    Under the shady roof

    Of branching Elm Star-proof,

    Follow me,

    I will bring you where she sits

    Clad in splendor as befits

    Her deity.

    Such a rural Queen

    All Arcadia hath not seen.



    The Baroque Arcade of Green Genitals
    A vandalism/poem by Wolf Larsen

    Over the smooth green genitals of God's eyes

    Where surrealistic prints of too many imaginations into the never been,

    Follow me as I sing hemorrhoids to the gods,

    And touch your blue-eyed brains with my penis sting!

    Under this shady roof that houses a universe of imaginations

    Branching into vaginas by the hundreds & 40 proof,

    Follow me into millions of genitals,

    I will bring you where everything doesn't exist

    Clad in sensuous splendor as befits

    Her deity the psychedelic Queen of Immaculate Conception

    Such a Queen of the transvestite hordes of tomorrow

    All the adjectives of chaos has not seen.

    Copyright 2014 by Wolf Larsen


    My apologies to the readers for the rhyme. I beg your forgiveness.

    Anybody else care to vandalize Milton? Be my guest...
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    Quote Originally Posted by WolfLarsen View Post
    by John Milton
    From Arcades
    O'RE the smooth enameld green

    Where no print of step hath been,

    Follow me as I sing,

    And touch the warbled string.

    Under the shady roof

    Of branching Elm Star-proof,

    Follow me,

    I will bring you where she sits

    Clad in splendor as befits

    Her deity.

    Such a rural Queen

    All Arcadia hath not seen.



    The Baroque Arcade of Green Genitals
    A vandalism/poem by Wolf Larsen

    Over the smooth green genitals of God's eyes

    Where surrealistic prints of too many imaginations into the never been,

    Follow me as I sing hemorrhoids to the gods,

    And touch your blue-eyed brains with my penis sting!

    Under this shady roof that houses a universe of imaginations

    Branching into vaginas by the hundreds & 40 proof,

    Follow me into millions of genitals,

    I will bring you where everything doesn't exist

    Clad in sensuous splendor as befits

    Her deity the psychedelic Queen of Immaculate Conception

    Such a Queen of the transvestite hordes of tomorrow

    All the adjectives of chaos has not seen.

    Copyright 2014 by Wolf Larsen


    My apologies to the readers for the rhyme. I beg your forgiveness.

    Anybody else care to vandalize Milton? Be my guest...
    What about the communist manifesto? I'm disappointed in you Wolf. SHAME!

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    Oh, do Beowulf! Please! Go on, you know you want to...
    "I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity- through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity!" - Nietzsche

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    Vandal was a Germanic people belonging to the family of East Germans. The term “Vandilii” is used by Tacitus in his Germania. They settled between the Elbe and Vistula. At the time of the Marcomannic War (166-81 AD) they lived in what is now Silesia. During the 3rd century when the Roman Empire was in crisis with many powerful enemies at their borders, the Vandals and their ally Sarmatians did invade the Roman territory along upper Rhine river in AD 270. About AD 271 AD the Roman Emperor Aurelian was obliged to protect the middle course of the Danube against them. In AD 330 they were granted lands in Pannonia on the right bank of the Danube by Constantine the Great. Vandals accepted Arian Christianity during the reign of Emperor Valens in the AD 360’s. Before this, there is mention of two branches of the Vandal Confederacy: the Siling Vandals in the northwest and the Asding Vandals in the south.
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    Smile Let's Vandalize Milton Again! This is fun!!!

    Welcome to the next show of the infamous series "Let's Vandalize the Famous Dead Poets"! I'm your host Wolf Larsen. You're in for a real treat today! I've decided to once again vandalize Milton. I have to tell you, this is a lot of fun! Feel free to join me if you'd like in vandalizing Milton. Yippee! Appearing first is the original work by Milton, followed by my act of poetry vandalism. Enjoy!

    313. From 'Comus'
    i

    THE Star that bids the Shepherd fold,

    Now the top of Heav'n doth hold,

    And the gilded Car of Day,

    His glowing Axle doth allay

    In the steep Atlantick stream,

    And the slope Sun his upward beam

    Shoots against the dusky Pole,

    Pacing toward the other gole

    Of his Chamber in the East.

    Mean while welcom Joy, and Feast,

    Midnight shout, and revelry,

    Tipsie dance, and Jollity.

    Braid your Locks with rosie Twine

    Dropping odours, dropping Wine.

    Rigor now is gon to bed,

    And Advice with scrupulous head,

    Strict Age, and sowre Severity,

    With their grave Saws in slumber ly.

    We that are of purer fire

    Imitate the Starry Quire,

    Who in their nightly watchfull Sphears,

    Lead in swift round the Months and Years.

    The Sounds, and Seas with all their finny drove

    Now to the Moon in wavering Morrice move,

    And on the Tawny Sands and Shelves,

    Trip the pert Fairies and the dapper Elves;

    By dimpled Brook, and Fountain brim,

    The Wood-Nymphs deckt with Daisies trim,

    Their merry wakes and pastimes keep:

    What hath night to do with sleep?

    Night hath better sweets to prove,

    Venus now wakes, and wak'ns Love....

    Com, knit hands, and beat the ground,

    In a light fantastick round.



    Cum on Us!
    A vandalism/poem by Wolf Larsen, Chief of the Southside Vandals

    The always hungry stars that fold like Cubist shepherds,

    Beg us to tear off the top of heaven,

    As we glide along in homoerotic cars on polkadotted days,

    Eating his glowing sentences that do strut in alleyways

    In a steep Chlamydia stream,

    And the Sun's beams running down the slope into our forever genitals,

    Shoots its spermatozoa all the way to the dusky North Pole,

    All that whacked-out spermatozoa racing towards the goooooooool!

    Of his secretary's Chamber in the East.

    Meanwhile her husband welcomes joy in the cannibalistic feast,

    While midnight shouts with fauvist revelry,

    While Tipsy dance and jollity around the sky and up the universe...

    Building your lies with insane Baroque vines,

    Dropping the wildest odours, dropping your genitals into skyways of wine.

    With rigorous skyscrapers going to bed,

    And AIDS with bananas now growing out of your syphilis head,

    Stupendous age! And Dicks sowing creative sports in apocalyptic wombs,

    With fornicating corpses in their graves never slumbering.

    We that are born of pussy fires,

    Intimate with the starry vaginas of the night sky,

    Who in their nightly rituals of phallus Spears,

    Lead in swift-round-poetry-machines of months & years.

    The Sounds of raving poets drowning amongst seas of insanity,

    Now to the moon everybody in wavering brains of other species!

    And the abstract sex on Sands & shelves of starving adjectives,

    Tripping poet fairies & the biggy-Dicker-dapper-Elves;

    By dimpled zonky-dooks, and fountains brimming with your blood,

    The nymphomaniacs of the woods decked with moon daisies,

    Their merry orgies wakes the orgasmic heavens:

    What night-in-reverse do you sleep?

    A night where orgasm sweets prove to be huge bubblegum faces,

    And Venus now wakes like a love cat's penis...

    Cum! Beat & beat upon the ground because everybody is dying of blue sky,

    It's all a fantastic-round-perpetuality-of-you!

    Copyright 2014 by Wolf Larsen
    "...the ramblings of a narcissistic, self-obsessed, deranged mind."
    My poetry & other stuff on Amazon:
    http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=ntt_athr...or=Wolf Larsen

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    Quote Originally Posted by WolfLarsen View Post
    Welcome to the next show of the infamous series "Let's Vandalize the Famous Dead Poets"! I'm your host Wolf Larsen. You're in for a real treat today! I've decided to once again vandalize Milton. I have to tell you, this is a lot of fun! Feel free to join me if you'd like in vandalizing Milton. Yippee! Appearing first is the original work by Milton, followed by my act of poetry vandalism. Enjoy!

    313. From 'Comus'
    i

    THE Star that bids the Shepherd fold,

    Now the top of Heav'n doth hold,

    And the gilded Car of Day,

    His glowing Axle doth allay

    In the steep Atlantick stream,

    And the slope Sun his upward beam

    Shoots against the dusky Pole,

    Pacing toward the other gole

    Of his Chamber in the East.

    Mean while welcom Joy, and Feast,

    Midnight shout, and revelry,

    Tipsie dance, and Jollity.

    Braid your Locks with rosie Twine

    Dropping odours, dropping Wine.

    Rigor now is gon to bed,

    And Advice with scrupulous head,

    Strict Age, and sowre Severity,

    With their grave Saws in slumber ly.

    We that are of purer fire

    Imitate the Starry Quire,

    Who in their nightly watchfull Sphears,

    Lead in swift round the Months and Years.

    The Sounds, and Seas with all their finny drove

    Now to the Moon in wavering Morrice move,

    And on the Tawny Sands and Shelves,

    Trip the pert Fairies and the dapper Elves;

    By dimpled Brook, and Fountain brim,

    The Wood-Nymphs deckt with Daisies trim,

    Their merry wakes and pastimes keep:

    What hath night to do with sleep?

    Night hath better sweets to prove,

    Venus now wakes, and wak'ns Love....

    Com, knit hands, and beat the ground,

    In a light fantastick round.



    Cum on Us!
    A vandalism/poem by Wolf Larsen, Chief of the Southside Vandals

    The always hungry stars that fold like Cubist shepherds,

    Beg us to tear off the top of heaven,

    As we glide along in homoerotic cars on polkadotted days,

    Eating his glowing sentences that do strut in alleyways

    In a steep Chlamydia stream,

    And the Sun's beams running down the slope into our forever genitals,

    Shoots its spermatozoa all the way to the dusky North Pole,

    All that whacked-out spermatozoa racing towards the goooooooool!

    Of his secretary's Chamber in the East.

    Meanwhile her husband welcomes joy in the cannibalistic feast,

    While midnight shouts with fauvist revelry,

    While Tipsy dance and jollity around the sky and up the universe...

    Building your lies with insane Baroque vines,

    Dropping the wildest odours, dropping your genitals into skyways of wine.

    With rigorous skyscrapers going to bed,

    And AIDS with bananas now growing out of your syphilis head,

    Stupendous age! And Dicks sowing creative sports in apocalyptic wombs,

    With fornicating corpses in their graves never slumbering.

    We that are born of pussy fires,

    Intimate with the starry vaginas of the night sky,

    Who in their nightly rituals of phallus Spears,

    Lead in swift-round-poetry-machines of months & years.

    The Sounds of raving poets drowning amongst seas of insanity,

    Now to the moon everybody in wavering brains of other species!

    And the abstract sex on Sands & shelves of starving adjectives,

    Tripping poet fairies & the biggy-Dicker-dapper-Elves;

    By dimpled zonky-dooks, and fountains brimming with your blood,

    The nymphomaniacs of the woods decked with moon daisies,

    Their merry orgies wakes the orgasmic heavens:

    What night-in-reverse do you sleep?

    A night where orgasm sweets prove to be huge bubblegum faces,

    And Venus now wakes like a love cat's penis...

    Cum! Beat & beat upon the ground because everybody is dying of blue sky,

    It's all a fantastic-round-perpetuality-of-you!

    Copyright 2014 by Wolf Larsen
    you would be the worst DJ in history. COMMUNISM SUCKS!!!!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pope of Eruke View Post
    Is this clever or...?
    or .. definitely or ..

    isn't there a point at which even the most determinedly unaware person realises that negative reactions spanning years are not some kind of backwards form of praise/ desirable/ an indication of success but that in fact it is indication a lot of different people simply think what you are doing has no merit and that this would be a sign to do something else? Reminds me of that saying about insanity is doing the same thing over and expecting a different outcome.

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