The Unholy Hypnokrishna World Domination Alliance

Hello, slaves. Welcome to an eternity of abuse, misery, torture, and all-out dominion. I will be your Grand Inquisitor throughout your masochistic death twitches. I am entertained by your abject trauma. It makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I want to make you linger just a little bit longer before I let you die. I get my kicks that way, is all. I am a simple Deity. This is the realm of the HYPNOKRISHNA, mainly, me. I am an artist of the highest order, capturing fragments of your worthless lives within a whirling montage. I mainly fingerpaint with feces, but that's hard to capture on a computer screen. So, I give you shriveled turds a few flakes of my greatness, to feast upon until your world ends. Enjoy, for such grandiose pleasures are fleeting in this dying age.

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THUS SPAKE HYPNOKRISHNA

WORDS TO LIVE AND DIE BY

Many of the following selections are taken from the soon to be released book entitled "THE LEPER MEDITATIONS: DEATH-CAMP FOOTAGE FROM THE ENSLAVERY OF DECENCY."

Click here to go to read "Sleepers Who Dare Not To Dream," a trippy little story about the end of the world, just the way mama used to spin 'em.

My hand at creating a teenage love story, gone terribly, terribly wrong. Mind you, it's not for the faint of heart, and coming from me, you know that's no understatement. I call this slice of nastyness "The Polaroid."

Damned kids, always doin' weird crap, killin' themselves in a million different ways. I like to chronicle such headfirst declines, as in my piece de resistance, "VOYEUR." My favorite reaction to this story was this one woman calling it "pure porn", but Grandma is always so judgmental. See for yourself.

Alas, to be young and easily victimized again. Enter, if you will, the happy-go-lucky world of "Birthday Boy."

Three words: drug induced psychosis. It feeds the artistic nature of many individuals, you know. Actually, I'm sure many of you have had this hallucination before. That is, if you like angel dust as much as I do. And that's a LOT. I call this gem "Ghost Promenade." And it goes a little somethin' like this...

My shrink seems to think that I need help cause I keep churning out stuff like this. No matter how much he ups the dose I keep feeling stranger and stranger. Notice a theme of drug and sex abuse in my tales? Me neither. Here's "Swallowing," documenting the strength of healthy morals and the unerring human spirit.

Want to feast your eyes on something a little bit more religious? Check out "Prisoner of Reality"

More psychosexual fiction from one of the most depraved minds of this generation (mine, idiot), here's "A Perfect Slave."

Contributing to a mental breakdown in my readers is a passion that fuels my works. Word association has never sounded so sexy before. I give to you, "Sidewalk Dreams."



PRETTY PRETTY PICTURES

If you aren't good with the written word, check out some psychodelic artwork from the unholy Hypnokrishna. Here's the grandpop of all charismatic cult figures, mister charlie (hallucinogenic rendering by yours truly).

Here is a splendid piece detailing the dualistic nature of psychopathic desire, with the infamous serial killer Edmund Kemper as my model. I hope you can relate.

Here's the opening piece of artwork/titlepage for "The Polaroid". How noir I am.

Care for more mind-numbing serial killer impressionism? Heavy on the I CHING symbolisms, Henry Lee Lucas would be very proud of me

The Great Beast, one of the most enigmatic, misunderstood Renaissance men ever to grace this rotting cosmos. Gaze upon this picture and feel yourself forever changed.

All works copyright 1999 by OUR LORD HYPNOKRISHNA. So there.

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MUCH MUCH MORE TO COME, MY WILLING VICTIMS. PLEASE VISIT REGULARLY FOR MORE ASSAULTS TO YOUR MENTAL WELL-BEING. HYPNOKRISHNA REIGNS THE NEW AEON!!! I SHALL SEIZE THE REINS!!!

or else you can come this way if you want to survive this ordeal! Please! Follow me!

SIGN MY GUESTBOOK AS WELL SO I'LL KNOW WHO TO SAVE WHEN THE ENDTIME ARRIVES. IT'S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD, TO APPEASE THE GODS IN SUCH FASHION (BESIDES, HUMAN SACRIFICE IS SO MESSY).