This is the testimony of all that I have seen and all that I have learned in those years that I have possessed the wisdom of the force known only as Flowersoupia. I have seen one thousand and one penises, and surely this is enough for the span of any man's life, though it is said that the prophet's saw many more. But my penis is weak now from too much stroking and my hand bears a great tiredness and exhaustion, and a sigh hangs in my crotch like a rope hanging in a gymnasium. I am flaccid. The whores carry my name in their midnight screams, and the quiet, subtle voice of my dong is summoning me from afar. And the voice of my cock, much closer, will shoot into in my hand with unholy impatience. The mouth that swallows my cum will decide my sperm's final resting place. But before that time, I must put down here all that I can concerning the horrors that stalk without and which lie in wait at the door of every man, woman and child, for this is all that hath come to me in a dream, both asleep and awake, sent to me by the ancient pervert, FlowerSoupia, whose followers are known to us as we call 'Soup Sluts'. And if I do not finish this task, take what is here and discover the rest for yourself, for time is short, and I fear my penis is even shorter, and mankind does not know nor understand the evil that awaits it from every side, from every fascist police officer, from every corrupt government offical, from every mindless conservative, from every cowardly Christian, and from every blind patriot that follows at the alters of madness! For this is the book of FlowerSoupia, the book of my band, that i have written down at the peril of my life, exactly as I have received it. And so I have cum to possess this knowledge through circumstances which I hope I can prevent others from doing, through which I am about to reveal. My penis has seen many lights and many moons, but has surely seen my hand more than it has seen the jeans that bind it. May your hand smile upon your genitalia, and may the gods grant thee death before the fascists rule the earth once more. Flower Soup is sooo real!
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The book of the possessed
