“Herein will ye find a series ov seven discourses on thee subject ov innocence devoured, in which thee author describes her adventures in far off climes. A mysterious dimension, where superstitious and exotic practices ov base and primal carnal worship are mere operations ov Nature. Tales recounted to her lover whilst slowly failing from dread consumption and thee pox. Shadows wrung ov monstrous forms to cause small babes to cower fearful. Degenerate dandies in turbans, riding supersilious disdain to thee seven disappointments ov L-if-E. Tamp down thee rank tobacco in your clay pipe. Wrap thyself up warm with coum hot toddy. There are terrible apparitions waiting in thee flickering sparks ov that log fire. Scratch out in thee mire ov thee rancid dunghill ov paltry existence a likeness ov your SELF. Knowledge extinguished in one place breaks forth in another.” -- Fabian Lloyd, Paris 1923.

 

We  have  described  many.

Theee  Sun is  behind  everything.  Each  second  we  observe  tells  us  stories,  parables,  allegories.  We see  thee  Sun.  Our  arms  reach  out  to  hold  it.  It  seems  so  small;  we  have  no  sense  ov  perspective.  Our  boar-like  grunts  sound  raw.  We  shake  our  matted  manes  and  feel  anger.  Between  this  point  on  thee  snaking  ribbion  and  thee  next,  we  do  hold  fire  in  our  arms.  Fire  reflects  thee  Sun  for  us,  gives  us  hope   ov  power.  Butter  we  have  accepted  less  than  everything,  and  everything  was  permitted.   As  we  sit  around  our  cave  fire,  all life  dances  on  the  pitted  stone.  Within  our  circle  is  thee  energy,  thee  stolen  Sun.  Outside  our  circle,  thee  reverse:  thee  mirror  painting  pictures  at  thee  edge  ov  our  vision.

We  have  described   an  aspect  ov  blindness.

We  have  drawn  the  failure  of  sight.

In  thee  desert,  thee  same  process  can  occur.  High  on  a  tower  thee  Oracle  faces  thee  Sun.  Not  trying  to  reach  it,  a  hand  stretches  out.  This  person  knows  through  many  ages  ov  wisdom  that  thee  Sun  can  never  be  held,  butter  it  can  be  harnessed,   it  can  even  speak.  Fingers  spread,  thee   wrist  is  fluttered  steadily.  A  particular  frequency  is  reached.  Eyes  closed   to  thee  light  itself  see  more  than  words  describe.  Language,  A  quite  different  animal  to  words,  pours  forth.  These  are  pictures,  not  speeches,  stories  and  dreams,  not  discussions.  These  are  truth.  Yet  only  truth  reflected  outside  thee  circle.

We  have  described  thee  process.

 

“Thee Fractured Garden” was produced by Larry Thrasher and Genesis Breyer P-Orridge.

Sections ov  “On Thee Way To Thee Garden” have been published previously in “The Wild Palms Reader” (ST. Martin’s Press 1993) and in VERBAL ABUSE Magazine #3 (New Religions Issue) 1994. “Thee Seeding Ship” was originally published in RAPID EYE #4 (AK Press) 1996. Other routines ov  “Thee Decaying Matter Ov Family L-ov-E” have appeared in “Life Without Sex” Magazine (France); “ROUGE” Magazine (Frankfurt, Germany); “Esoterra” Magazine (New Orleans, U.S.A.) and various other avant-garde literary magazines worldwide.

Thee collected poems ov Genesis Breyer P-Orridge written for use with THEE MAJESTY are now available in a hardbound Limited Edition book called “S/HE IS HER/E”. Each book is hand-made in Kathmandu, Nepal using traditional techniques that make them unique and quirky and is also hand decorated with stamps and pictures, and then signed and numbered by thee author. For information on how to purchase thee book and/or current activities, new projects, PTV3 or THEE MAJESTY performances and dis-concerts, art exhibitions, theories, photos, biographies and publications go to our only official website at:

"NOTHING SHORT OV A TOTAL GENDER”

ON THEE DECAYING MATTER OV FAMILLE L-OV-E

EVERY ONE CORRUPT
MALIGNANT
A  MALFORMED  SHADOW
MEDICAL SILENCE
DISTRESSED SYSTEM
VIRAL COUMPLEXITY
SPACE OV  HATRED  
PLACE OV SICKNESS
AMPUTATE ALL VALUES

A T T A C K !

SUBURBAN IMMUNITIES
PURGE DECAYING MATTER
COUMPASSION TERMINALLY ILL
PARALYSED
TRAUMATISED
CHEMICALLY CASTRATED
MORALLY INCONTINENT
TRUST IN SALVATION
SCARRED
GOODNESS ATROPHIED
RANCID LOVE

SENILE

HUMANITY IS THEE VIRUS
HUMANITY IS THEE VIRUS
HUMANITY IS THEE VIRUS
BORN OV REVULSION
BOURNE  OV COUMPULSION
A MINOR ELECTRICAL DISCHARGE
A SECOND RATE BRAIN
A SICKLYSTREAM
BASE AND BANAL AS HUNGER
LOW SEED REPLICATION

FORGED

AN ANVIL OV UNNATURAL SELECTION
CRIPPLED GENE POOL DROWNING
MUTANT GENE FOOL DROPPINGS
THIS PATHETIC APPETITE
THIS GNAWING BELLY OV PRETENCE
FUELS AN ENGINE OV MALIGNANCY
REELING WITH DISGUST
WE EVACUATE OUR WEAKNESS
PUERILE PROMISE
DISEASED WOMB
PRISON OV HOPE
BREEDER OV INFIRMITY  
CHURCH OV CONTEMPT
OH HATEFUL DISFIGURED CREATURE
WHO  WOULD MATE WITH CORPSES!
DESTINY IS NOTHING
KNOW  THING
THOUGHTS MERE CANCER
HUMANITY IS THEE VIRUS

FOOL!

YOU WHO TWITCH SQUIRTING USELESSNESS
AFFIRM YOUR EXISTENCE
MEWLING MEDIOCRITY
YOU BEGET THEE ENEMY
ABJECT FEAR
JUST LUST OV SWINE RUTTING IN FILTH
EXPECT A PLAGUE OV HATE
YOU WILL BE CRUSHED AND SPLIT
NO DIGNITY IN YOUR CRAVINGS
NO HONOUR IN YOUR UGLY COUPLINGS
ALL THAT COUMS IS CARRION
ALL THAT IS DISTENDED PASSION
MALIGNANT INTENT
MADE FLESH
MAGGOTS OV LOVE
THEE CORPSE OV YOUR MANHOOD
PERISH WITH YOUR  WORTHLESS SPECIES
VILE CRIPPLE !
IT IS ALL OVER
ENDING IN YOUR LAST FLASH
YOUR SPERM A RIVER OV KILLING
HUNGER MORBID
ALL IN VAIN
NO HOPE
JUST SCATTERED SEED
JUST SCATTERED SEED
JUST SCATTERED SEED
WALLS OV SLIME
MONTHLY DECAY
EVERYWAY ORBS OV LIFELESSNESS
REFLEX  DELUSION
SICKNESS EVERYWHERE
ARROGANCE  COMPLETE
CURSED FOREVER
COPULATING IN OFFAL
ABOMINATION THAT THEY ARE
ABOMINATION THAT THEY ARE
ABOMINATION THAT THEY ARE

YOU’RE A SORRY EXCUSE FOR IMMORTALITY !
VOMIT FORTH YOUR KIND
ROTTEN TISSUE
WE SHALL CAUTERISE YOU
FOUL BENT CRIPPLE !

Copyright Genesis Breyer P-Orridge 1995