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Posted for Unregistered Guests, VCitizens, VResidents by Sandfly ( )

Sandfly: There came through the years the collective voice of rage and ruin, cloaked as they were in hypocracy, decency and outrage, those trolls with their halitosis of hate to condemn the joy.
But still HE rose, trailing glories, unforgettable honeydrips of glorious sun-drenched hyper-reality that lit the trail beneath HIM like swathes of ecstatic firebugs.
And on HE climbed, that 'Fly, through a decade and more of devilment and moonshine.
Scorched raw, they were, those tarantulas of malice, by the glare of his ego and relentless force of brevity.
Such sights to show the seekers, gathered from all tendrils of the web to absorb the vicarious and in return validate the raison d'etre of the ineffable, unconquerable, diaphanous metaphysical physician; that myth, that legend, that Sandfly. Forever.



Posted for Unregistered Guests, VCitizens, VResidents by Sandfly ( )

Sandfly: Fast-driven smooth and glorious flesh baked tawny by unfogiving rays hiding the shadow on the sands come to snatch away those precious, so precious, mineandyoursprecious, moments of fiery-blown magnified REALITY that come when your world is still maybe bleached by drudgery and rigour yet vibrating with the background radiation which carries the name, the myth, the surge of joy that informs the medula oblongata and whispers the name through the ether, tickling those memories, tweaking instinct, promising delight, promising wonder, desire, breathless nature and perfect metaphysical symbiosis, whispering, whispering that word, that curse, that eternal myth, mystery, and legend of the electronic age... A name, it is given, Sandfly.

The bell tolled.

The sorcerer lifted his head to the glower above the scarlet dunes, to the broiling skies of neverwhere.

Sweat broke upon his top lip. He slowly cranked his head from the group of misbegotten desperate seekers.

The bell rang once more, in all their heads. A pounding, like a block of cement dropped upon a stony shore.

The Sorcerer, croaked a harsh exhalation, 'He is coming. Again. He is coming...'

Sandfly. Unbound, unhinged. Once more. And once again to come.

Feast yer eyes...



Posted for Unregistered Guests, VCitizens, VResidents by Sandfly ( )

Sandfly: Blistered but never broken by the rays in the back o' beyond, lost in the k-hole, the endless, endless wandering, waiting, waiting for the sun...waiting...

Waiting for you to come along.

Year 15. Nous sommes epic. Nous sommes omipotent. Nous sommes legion.

I am Sandfly. This is what you did not see. This is reality. This is beauty, and this is honest joi de vivre.

The ride has started once again, the vicarious, delicious, roaming in the Sandfly gloaming. Welcome to the ideology of the idiosyncratic. Welcome to the skylark. Get the fuck on board...



Born in an asylum in the midst of a lightning storm. Raised by jackals. Dissolved in the age of aquarius. Carried by the sciroco into the dreams of man, cast by the equatorial sun into the shadows on the dunes, the whispers on the winds, the ghost in your machine. Epic, eternal, out here on the perimiter, stoned immaculate; Sandfly.

Fakers, shakers, glory takers - step aside for the real deal. No sneaky snaps, no quick in and out. Hold the moments, hold the shot, catch the vid.

A question of nerve, a question of verve, an answer to the banalities of the web's needy plastic fantastics. Your desperate self-adulation means nothing to the arch-deity of juxtaposed ironic narcissism. Sheild your eyes from the glory.

I am the Origin. I am the Singularity at the centre of beach voyeur history.

I am Sandfly.




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