opening to old elves attic

the elves attic


BEWARE!
BE VERY AWARE!

A blood covered goodfellow king has returned from war and ain't taken no shit.

i did my twenty years...

SHOW LOVE AND RESPECT
OR STAY
THE HELL OUT
OF THE HOUSE OF PAIN

you do know I killed my oldest brother Paul??? He drew first blood; tried to kill me first... dropped me down two flights of stairs on my head after I quit screaming when he dangled me over... my stoic smile enraged the asshole...

i loved him again
by the time the eagle-spirit
flew down enraged from my dreams
my first kill was an accident.
That does NOT mean he didn't die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THAT DOES NOT MEAN
I DID NOT KNOW I MURDERED MY BROTHER

i swam in the blood of vendetta at 8

i ran screaming from the house, "I KILLED HIM.... I have to run away!! I'll end up killing all of you..." A third grader barefoot in the snow. . . running anywhere away... My true father came out and told me it was not my fault. . . I believed him ... then.... THE MURDERS WERE A REAPER'S business, I tell myself . . . as I try to inspire you to strip off
the lies of comfort... and go deeper yet... to some new level of RIGOROUS HONESTY. PAUL I go to YOUR grave every day and cry my penance and celebrate seeing YOU again.

TIME TO DO YOURS
RENDER UNTO THIS CEASER!!!!!!

you have two more days of MY GRACE

by the way those lightening strikes are
NOT wild and uncontrolled

NO MORE SENSELESS KILLING
NO YOU SHOULD REMEMBER THIS WELL: my aim is pinpoint accurate NOW; YOU ARE IN MY KILL ZONE.

in first grade... no shit... I beat up ALL OF MY FIRST GRADE CLASS. EVERYONE. i never forget. They didn't either. Period. You'd best not, either.

KNOW: I WASH OFF MY WAR PAINT
ONLY WHEN ALL OF MY SOLDIERS
ARE HOME.

our name is sufi con. We are in CHRONIC PAIN, starving, BACKED INTO A CORNER and READY TO go out doing as much DAMAGE as the SAVAGE LORD allows!!

WE TAKE NO PRISONERS..

CAN'T AFFORD THEM
GOTTA BLITZKRIEG

SURRENDER TO MY CHILD PEACE
or try again in the next life
we will miss you . . .
i am at your back.
I SWEAR WE WILL
raise you right next time!!!!!!!!!!!

FROM NOW!!! TO FOREVER!!!
DON'T HURT OUR SOLDIERS
OR WE GET YOU WHEN YOU DIE
AND TORTURE YOU IN WAYS
YOU CANNOT DREAM . . .


the great I inside us all
will emerge
become one creature
fighting through a universe
OF SAVAGE GRACE



BLOOD
is
Being SPILLED
IN YOUR NAME!

THIS IS OUR WORLD WAR!

WE WILL NOT FORGET!!!

NOT FOR 1
GORGEOUS SECOND!!

THE POLITICIANS
WILL FORGIVE THE WARRIORS
or they will live in a box of pain
for A THOUSAND YEARS

Do NOT tempt us!!!!


Semper Fidelis!!

We leave no warriors behind!!!! Never have!!!! NEVER WILL....

My enemies can try again in the next life.

. . . too much blood in my eyes.

"I cannot believe John Scott Ridgway is not a household name." Da LA Times!

NEED A COMMANDMENT?
DO NOT TOLERATE PEOPLE ACTING SUPERIOR.

PAIN acknowledges all gods and none.

"I think they are seriously afraid of my talent." WARREN da APE

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to those about to ROCK
we

salute

u
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!All writings by John Scott Ridgway are protected by the law... but I encourage you to spread my poems by whatever means necessary. One day you will understand.