Harmony Korine (A Little Boy With a Flap Bottom Inspires Germany)


A man sits in a bath tub, for an entire movie. It is his dreams, recorded on a tape recorder, a psychopathic personality murderer, believing he’s going to a child prodigy school, instead of an academy for homeopathic delusionals, those who believe in faith healing. He escapes, with the help of a little boy with poor eyes who is a fan of gay comedians, and gets a man with an Arab name, raped, in his sleep, by cops, on the rumor he’s a Jew claiming the name David, in a form of Christianity unknown to anyone, particularly Catholics.


An Asian woman, creates a controversy, by telling a father that eating pork is why the bowels block up, instead of having no pork, and only eating beef. Street kids go from place to place, framing pork eaters, for using sex toys, thinking that child molesters use sex toys, instead of the middle class, lower middle class, and poor, while they work as prostitutes to gays with trust funds intending to marry heterosexual later.

Eventually, European travelers, give them all HIV, and they die in horror, having been the victims of Mendy’s, the kosher deli, where you can’t get pork, so the Jews get it elsewhere, to move their bowels, or eat bacon, to change accountant stenographies, whereas the Arabs need blocked bowels, they don’t drink beer due to Lutheran rules; Presbyterianism, the Asian woman’s religion.

Hard Candy:

The voyeur, a local computer hacker, is murdered, by the daughter of a man that lost a street fight to a man in glasses, and the Canadian porn dealer, a man that never meditated and operates a photo parlor hoping his wife comes back (he can’t maintain an erection, and collects records of people on computers masturbating, non-Canadians, anyone who is heterosexual after Vietnam, the Canadians believing that it’s a racial ability to get an erection, a variable cartilidge penis), is murdered, found with terror blueprints for MI-6 in his lock box.

Published by cheater120

Consider me an expert in information munitions. I practice Zazen meditation, Yakuza Trappist form (a Yakuza, games cheat, and Trappist, a counter-agent), as a Bonafuda, a mercantile salesmen of information through philosophy, literature, fiction, and academics, distributed as munitions technique deployed for the purpose apparent to you, unless of course you have violated the ethics of my piece, in which case you will be trapped inside a theft of the piece and an action within the boundaries of the violation you have committed in Benedictine culture, the Jewish affiliate within Catholic culture. Buyer beware, and these poems, are free.

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