you might recall we left Barbara dripping on thee floor · this was her favorite way to freak out important visitors , especially foreign diplomats , who were already so intimidated by thee instructions in etiquette they had received from thee Demon Ping that they were quite terrified ov making a social mistake ·
yes , on a good day , Barbara could actually make quite a splash on thee royal tiles so to speak · mind you , sometimes that nasty little greek , thee Howler , would spoil her triumph and scurry across thee floor licking up her juices whilst making a totally unnecessary slurping and sucking noise just for added effect , and extra attention ov course ·
foul little man · why on earth was MacQueen still with him ? god knows what they got up to in private , wherever that was · " whip me " · " whip me " indeed · she'd like to fucking whip him · little turd · he'd soon take off that stupid sign ·
her thoughts drifted for a moment · away from thee dwarf's cock , away from thee Howler , back to those earlier , more innocent parties that feeling bored used to organize for everyone · no , that was crap · just straight sex , titillation and whores · they'd all become connoisseurs since then · only thee silly " whip me " " whip me " sign remained as a witness to those appetites · maybe , after all , thee Howler had it right · maybe it was okay to keep a symbol ov how it began , a relic that contained all thee energy ever released and satiated since then · shit · what a lot ov filth they'd enjoyed and managed to have some fun from since then ·
being descended from god and above thee law sure made pleasure perfect ·
shit · what a lot ov filth they'd managed to enjoy ·
" cup ov tea , Babs ? " asked MacQueen ·
" oh most certainly , ov course , not too much cream , just one sugar please "
MacQueen motioned to one ov thee mosquitoes , as they all called thee servants ·
" you know Babs , i really love it here · these spring mornings · thee smell ov thee grass as thee overnight dew evaporates · thee mist hanging around thee edges ov thee fields like poison gas · thee grey sky before it gets warm · especially if it's rained during thee night · you know , I even start to like thee dawn chorus and that terrible cockerel over by thee stables · i wonder how many eggs he's fertilized "
MacQueen's voice trailed off · being fucked by pregnant teenagers wielding hand-carved bone dildos , now that was her fetish · by now she'd had so many her labia were callused and hard , though she liked to joke it was through horse riding · whore riding more like ·
thee Demon Ping returned · how did he do that , wondered thee Howler , how did he manage to always sound like a roulette wheel as thee ball settled into a slot ?
" may i, ma'am ? " Ping leaned over Barbara's left shoulder very gracefully · with a surprising sense ov purpose , and a great deal ov mysterious sensuality , he tumbled thee most delicious and juicy looking strawberries into her cereal bowl without splashing a single drop ov cream · one by one he added thee berries , and each time , by some extraordinary erotic association , Barbara gasped , clenching and opening her slim legs in spasms · her silk bathrobe fell open , so lightly tied at thee waist was it , to reveal a symmetrical cluster ov vesicular and bulbous lesions · a small , clear trail ov viscous fluid was running from her swollen vagina onto thee purple velvet seat ·
" i'll have some ov that when you've finished up there , Ping " said MacQueen · " and be quick about it · i don't want them to go off · those are thee strawberries grown in South American nightsoil , aren't they ? "
" ov course , ma'am · ov course to both questions , ma'am " replied Ping ·
he had chosen control and dispassion as his path , as his path to perfection so long ago · for huge segments ov time he had persisted · an entity believing so completely in itself that it became almost real · but entities can only do so much on their own you see · they can approximate form , and seem to matter · they can even set themselves up as strange attractors outside earthly time and space · that is how they get nourishment and density · but to manifest as beings with a form and purpose all their own , able to co-exist with a planetary species , now for that , then , now for that they need directed desire · they require fixated individuals , whose urges to infinite , limitless pleasure redefine hedonism · they must be invoked , assembled orgasm by orgasm , transgression by transgression , unspeakable dream by unspeakable dream , insatiable sexual disgrace by insatiable sexual disgrace · until , as remorse and regret become laughably atrophied , and in an accelerated kaleidoscope ov fractured images and loops ov meaning , all is flattened · meaning is ruptured , and only irreversible terror is left ·
there is a sound that accompanies this · once this noise begins , nothing , nothing , nothing at all can stop it ·
thee sound ov several galactic histories passing immeasurably fast , as an entity finds planetary form , is a sound not dissimilar to thee sound ov a roulette wheel slowing down until thee steel ball is able to drop into its apparently random spot · at such times are thee fates and futures ov much more mundane creatures decided irrevocably , and in a rush ov fear and excitement ·
once this noise begins , nothing at all can ever stop it · · · ·
- transcription ov a story read by genesis p'orridge
· this particular segment was much easier to decipher due to thee fact that genesis was coming down off whatever had sparked him through part 1 · Eye Body: 36 Transformative Actions
courtesy ov carolee schneemann