Of Revolution and Russian Women

This is going to be a Jackson Pollock post. I’m just throwing words at the canvass. Does it make any sense? I will claim that it does, but who the fuck knows?

Killing God

I’m going to kill God. No, no, no, don’t try to talk me out of this. It has to happen. It is long overdue. And it is what God wants. So let’s kill God…