Profiles Ov A Secret America: Francis E Dec, esq.

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Satan
Paul Laffoley

"Gangster Computer God Worldwide Secret Containment policy made possible solely by Worldwide Computer God Frankenstein Controls. Especially lifelong constant threshold brainwash radio. Quiet and motionless, I can slightly hear it. Repeatedly this has saved my life on the streets."- Francis E Dec,Rant # 3

When I was a kid, whenever the opportunity would arrise, I would induce in myself a sense of vertigo by peering down off the ledge of rooftops or pressing myself flat to the highrise windows and let my vision plummet down to the street.
In the summer of the late 70's/early 80's my parents having nowhere else to put me, would bring me to their jobs and stick me in some unused office or meeting room and leave me to my own devices. Within the first hour I would usually have exhausted my supply of comic books and action figures and would begin to rummage and explore the strange maze of the "Office". What fascinated me the most was how high up we were and I would spend hours looking out the window wondering what would happen if I fell. Would it kill me outright or just cripple me? Would it feel like flying or would it be the feeling of jumping off a really high up diving board? If I could open the window I would drop office supplys out the window entranced by the trajectory of a falling stapler or the feather float of a sheet of paper or the chaotic flight of a stack of papers at once. Once I had spent a whole afternoon launching paper airplane after airplane down into the canyons of Manhatten, trying to get each one to go a little further than the last. Then my parents or one of their coworkers or *gulp* someone called the "Boss" would come in and catch me half way out a fifth or sixth story window playing flight squad. I'm sure they lectured me or did something appropiate. But the dizzy contemplations of the height had already seduced me. When a schooltrip took us the Empire State Building all any of us could talk about was either leaping off or dropping a penny from the prestigious height and the effects said penny would have on the skull of a passer by. We were gruesome little shits to be sure.
This is how I feel when I read about the ideas that we could safely label as "Fringe" culture. When I was a kid my dad would often qoute a William Burroughs
saying: "A universe without magic is a dead universe!". I was determined that this would not be the case and I threw myself into finding proof a "magical universe". What I found was this: Golden Dawns, Guerilla Dadaists, beatnik shamen, Orgone energy, Punk rock performance art, Mothmen prowling the skys of North Virginia, UFOs & Visions of the devine Mary, Chaos Magickians peforming autopsys on sentences to create an alphabet of desire, the Hobo vision poems of a fallen America, the strange webs of paranoia and mystrey woven by conspiracy theorists, xeroxed prophecys of the end of the world found at a train station, men & women who seem to be possesed by ranting angels screaming on the corners of the street. I went through my Mothers tarot deck trying to learn the language of symbols and prophecy that seemed like a code only my Mother could speak. I would shuffle them in my hand trying to make up meanings, make up storys that fit the imagery.
And here we are 20 some odd years later and I'm still searching for the "Magical universe" to proof that this is not a dead world.



So we come to "Profiles ov a secret America" where I will feature some of the strange characters i've found in my American Dream Quest- the kooks, mages, artists, rebels, anarchists, and the generally malcontent. It's my hope that some of you will enjoy these - and maybe even "turn me on" to some characters i've yet to discover in my fumblings in esoterica. What I'll mainly do is give you the web sites and samples. I'll let you check 'em out and whether you find food for thought or something odd that's good for a laugh is completely up to you.

Up first Francis E Dec. I first heard this cat on a Psychic TV track called "For Saint Frances E." off the Ultrahouse record on Waxtrax. What I loved was the hypnotic stacatto of his "remote controlled eyesight frankenstein computer god". I later read up on him in Donna Kossy's fabulous "Kooks" book. There's a sort of accidental poetry to his rants I find. A paranoid rhythm prose perfect for tbe cynical slackers of the Generation X-files I find myself a member of.
Listen:This is the rant on above mentioned Psychic TV track

---begin rant---
Look at the picture!
See the stars!
The part of bowls removed,
the master race Frankenstein radio controls,
the brain thoughts broadcasting radio,
the eyesight television,
the Frankenstein earphone radio,
the threshhold brainwash radio,
the latest new-skull reforming to contain all Frankenstein controls,
even in thin skulls of white-headed free males,
visible Frankenstein controls, the synthetic nerve radio directional
antenna loop.
Make copies for yourself. There is NO escape from this worst gangster
police state using all of the deadly gangster frankenstein controls.
In 1965, CIA gangster police beat me bloody, dragged me in chains from
Kennedy New York airport. Since then I hide in forced jobless poverty
isolated, alone in this ... house. The brazen deadly gangster police
spray me with poison nerve gas from automobile exhausts and even lawn
mowers. Deadly assaults even in my yard, with knives; even bricks and
stones; even deadly touch "tavid" or electric shock flashlights; even
remote electronically-controlled, around corners trajection of deadly
touch tarrantula spiders, or even bloody murder accidents---to shut me
up forever with a sneak undetectable extermination, even with trained
parrotting puppet assasins in maximum security insanity prison---for
writing these unforgivable TRUTHS.
Until my undetectible extermination, I, Francis E. Dec, Esq., 29 Maple
Avenue, Hampsted, NY, I stand alone against your mad, deadly,
world-wide conspiratorial gangster computer god Communism, with
wall-to-wall deadly gangster protection.
Lifelong sworn conspirators, murder incorporated, organized crime, the
police and judges, the deadly sneak parroting puppet gangsters, using
all the gangster deadly frankenstein controls---these hand and rope
sneak deadly gangsters, the judges and the police, trick, trap, rob,
wreck, butcher and murder the people to keep them terrorized in in
gangster Frankenstein earphone radio slavery from the Communist
gangster government and con artists parroting puppet gangster playboy
scum....
The secret work of all police, in order to maintain a Communist closed
society, the same world-wide mad deadly Communist gangster computer
god that controls you, as a terrorized gangster Frankenstein earphone
radio slave parroting Commie---you are a terrorized member of the
master race, world-wide, four billion eyesight television camera
guinea-pig Communist gangster computer god master race---your living,
thinking, mad, deadly, world-wide Communist gangster computer god
secret overall plan: World-wide living death frankenstein slavery, to
explore and control the entire universe with the endless stairway to
the stars (namely, the man-made inside-out planets, with nucleonic
powered speeds much faster than the speed of light).
Look up and see: The gangster computer god concocted new fake starry
sky! With world-wide, completely controlled, deadly, degenerative
planet atmosphere for the new world-round translucent exotic gaseous
envelope, which the world-wide Communist gangster computer god
manipulates through countless exactly positioned satellites, the new
fake, phony stars in the synthetic sky.
World-wide, systematic, instant plastic surgery butchering murder:
Fake aging so old people are dead or useless by age 70---done at night
to you as a Frankenstein slave, parroting puppet gangster slave.
Now even YOU know I am a menace to your world-wide mad deadly
communist gangster computer god! Therefore I must go to extermination
before I am exterminated by this gangster computer god, concocted and
controlled, worst mongrel organized crime, murder incorporated,
gangster Communist government.
I hand you the secrets to save the entire human race and the entire
universe.
---end rant---

Whanna hear for yourself?:
http://www.ubu.com/sound/dec.html

Who the hell is this guy?:
http://home.pacifier.com/~dkossy/dec.html

Thank you and we'll return to my regular posting soon.

Comments

[googirama.livejournal.com]

Ha - Just read "The Illuminatus Trilogy" and you'll be all set!