The books thread

[oldgentlovecraft]

The Picture of Dorian Gray is awesome.  One of my favorite classic dark novels.

[lithium royalty]

i know a dude named dorian..

[tarkil]

currently reading Discworld series of books by Terry Pratchett.. me likes!

Yes, that's indeed pretty awesome...

[lithium royalty]

while browsing around the library downtown, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john a big beautiful all-american football hero type, about twenty-five, came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was "straight" and married -- and in any case I was sure I wouldn't have a chance with him. As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy young ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as a man's wrist. I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a heavy rimmer and had lapped up more than one little clump of shit, but that had been just an inevitable part of eating ass and not an end in itself. Of course I'd had jerk-off fantasies of devouring great loads of it (what rimmer hasn't), but I had never done it. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of the world's handsomest young stud. Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract? I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled. I've found since then that shit nearly almost does. I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big brown cock, beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was the donor of this feast wasn't there to wash it down with his piss. I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my hankerchief, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom. I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process. I often think of that lovely young guy dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful shiteater.

[Paint Your Lips]

Reading jPod by Douglas Coupland. Awesome book. I recommend it to everyone. Go get it ...

[law]

Cool.

Just about to start 'Thud!' by Terry Pratchet, looks very good.

[tarkil]

while browsing around the library downtown, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john a big beautiful all-american football hero type, about twenty-five, came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was "straight" and married -- and in any case I was sure I wouldn't have a chance with him. As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy young ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as a man's wrist. I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a heavy rimmer and had lapped up more than one little clump of shit, but that had been just an inevitable part of eating ass and not an end in itself. Of course I'd had jerk-off fantasies of devouring great loads of it (what rimmer hasn't), but I had never done it. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of the world's handsomest young stud. Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract? I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled. I've found since then that shit nearly almost does. I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big brown cock, beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was the donor of this feast wasn't there to wash it down with his piss. I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my hankerchief, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom. I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process. I often think of that lovely young guy dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful shiteater.

WTF !!!

[oldgentlovecraft]

As bizarre as that was it was still well written.

[Sleep]

Well that was something else....hah!

Anyway, I'm reading 'The Scalpel, The Sword - The Story of Doctor Norman Bethune' by Sydney Gordon and Ted Allan

It's basically a biography of Dr. Bethune, a Canadian Doctor who opted for socialized health care. After he became a Communist, He went to Spain in the 30's and was the first to do blood transfusions on the battlefield.  He then went to China, and under Mao Tse-Tung's tutelage learned a humility in himself....It's a great story of a great hero. Some of it is biased (ie. Left-leaning) but it really captures the scope of Bethune's sight...that is...his anti-Fascist views. 

[Mazzy]

i made this:


that's as far as my photoshop skills can go.

i'm reading tiffanie debartolo's god-shaped hole, which is hugely influenced by the life and death of jeff buckley. if you're a jeff fan and you read this, you will get it. you will get everything.

i'm also reading ignorance by milan kundera. i like it. i like how you learn so much from his books. stuff that you would not learn somewhere else. god bless you, mr kundera. i get to quote you in conversations and then have this five minute silence followed by my friends calling me a 'wanker' in unison.

[Deft One]

Alas, Babylon by Pat Frank. Pretty good post apocalyptic survival fic.

[Sleep]

Another Biography (but I totally recommend the Bethune one ^)

Fukuzawa Yukichi: From Samurai to Capitalist by Helen M. Hopper
It's fantastic

[oldgentlovecraft]

The Portable Nietzche!!!!

[Azwethinkweiz]

i made this:

wow, that's amazing.

almost got a little teary there.

damn i love jeff.

may i use it as a sig, maz ?

[Mazzy]

i made this:

wow, that's amazing.

almost got a little teary there.

damn i love jeff.

may i use it as a sig, maz ?

go for it, theis.

if you liked that then you should read god-shaped hole. it will destroy you. i gave it to my friend to have, i couldn't have it in the house after i had read it.

it draws influence vastly from jeff buckely and a little from nick drake. those two men can gut me up.

[one weak]

just read:

Ralph Waldo Emerson's- "Nature" essay.

whoa...

[Sleep]

just read:

Ralph Waldo Emerson's- "Nature" essay.

whoa...

If you like the Transcendentalists you should read "Walden" by Henry David Thoreau.  He was actually 'friends' with Emerson. It's a must read

[one weak]

that's next up in my Lit. class after a few other essays by emerson. should be interesting. thanks.

[Ever_Foreign_Flag]

The Science of God, anyone?

[hydroponic82]

yes

iam.