Making Nazis eat our shit, then shit out our shit, then eat their shit which is made up of our shit that we made them eat. • © Ryan Scott Sanders and Hank The Wvrm, 2014-2021. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is … Continue reading Digressed Mind – Making Nazis Eat Our Shit
Digressed Mind – Ice Cream Cake Of Horror
...the alien ice creams...they haunt me... © Ryan Scott Sanders and Hank The Wvrm, 2014-2021. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Ryan Scott Sanders and … Continue reading Digressed Mind – Ice Cream Cake Of Horror
Digressed Mind – Hodge Podge
Towards the end of 2020, I went through kind of a lull in creativity. I stopped really making much music or writing much during this time. The few tracks that I did put together here and there became a sort of hodgepodge of sounds and various elements and experiments that otherwise didn't really have a … Continue reading Digressed Mind – Hodge Podge
unsurprised and apathetic
nondescript compulsory presence the good of the machine is the good of all the new gods require this of us persistent longing gaze of a fractured thing relegated to the boundaries of your experience the sounds here are of a new kind of suffering sleekly attractive manner of packaging inexplicable ignorance pervades the false self … Continue reading unsurprised and apathetic
Negative Musings
Feeling rather diseased and noxious in the ol' cortex and whatnot. I have the most curious urge to take a drillbit to my forehead. I probably won't though, because I haven't charged my drill in several years. 🤷♂️ Weird bunch of nonsense about my brand of crazy that maybe sort of explains the whole Hank … Continue reading Negative Musings
the wvrm flexes
i can't get warm i wrap another blanket around the core of my soul but still it shivers she blows winds of ice and memory through the places i can't wander far from and the ice in my veins fails to thaw from my own frozen indifference the wvrm flexes and i shudder i can't … Continue reading the wvrm flexes
lack of absolute reckless abandon
i am afraid of a lack of control of losing control not in the sense of an explosive act of anger as that statement has come to typically suggest but in literally not having the ability to control anything. everything. this extends to interactions with the other lumpy meat sacks from casual exchanges in a … Continue reading lack of absolute reckless abandon
i’m so sorry i’m not sorry
i shouldn't be here in this fucked up nightmare a place as empty and hollow as i feel within myself you drove me to this with your incessant selfish victim mentality and your caustic, toxic hyde projection the part that hides in the bottom of a poison vessel it makes me fucking hate everything i … Continue reading i’m so sorry i’m not sorry
forget it…
a discomfort i cannot express encased in meat and bone and water trapped in a mechanism of our own existential wandering they come from all over inexplicably unstable and full of disquiet how may i direct your call to nowhere to nothing an existence made sentient for its own amusement they shove their fingers inward … Continue reading forget it…
i desire but nothing
from everywhere prying eyes gaping maws it is from all time transfixed on this moment on me spikes of electrical current in my spine the worm roils awakened and afraid no path of reprieve the current overtakes me shocked into complacency i desire nothing but nothing.