aRt BaRks Celebration and Contest

Day 4,719, 05:56 • Published in USA USA • by Pfenix Quinn
The eRepublikan Workingpeeps’ Co-operative Publishing Society
”This too will be swept away.”
Vol. 1, No. 2 Day 4719


The SFP is a fun-loving multi-tendency far-left eRep party devoted to an infinite number of impossiblist goals, like happy hours that last longer than an hour, to name just one. The handsome rock star at the center of this image is legendary long-gone-but-never-forgotten founder-leader-savant-jefe and former lead slash-mariachi guitar of the SFP, Osmany Ramon.


In celebration of the SFP Revolutionary Committee for Oct-Nov, 2020





Last month, this journal provided dating cards for the hotties and sharp-shooters of the SFP RC. This month, celebrating the first time that Conrad Flashback1 has taken the Chair of the RC, and in the spirit of innovation and fun that characterizes this band of lunatics, err, I mean social-revolutionaries, I thought I'd try something a little different by way of reinvigorating the SFP "Art Barks" Trend.


What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?


As is well known by revolutionaries and fellow travelers throughout the e-provinces, previous Chair-Rock-Scholar Shiloh13 achieved great distinction by bringing the pounding left-wing heavy-metal sound of Rammstein to the attention of the proletarian masses and their allies. This lifted their spirits to the skies. We are still cleaning up from the amazing raves held on Bear Mountain after the concerts and still trying to figure out how we all learned to speak German.

Anyway.

Over the (many) years since Commander Ramon first pointed towards the entrance to the Shining Portal of Socialist Freedom, and from time to time since then, mostly when fresh batches - I think you know what I mean - had landed in town in the backpacks of the arriving college students, the assorted anarcho-commies and fellow drunks revolutionaries of the SFP have often taken you on amazing art tours, magical musical merry-go-rounds, on some scintillating sci-fi escapades, into the escapism of neo-socialist-realist-not-quite-realness literature, invited you to join in celebrations of Comrade Valentine Day, and, in a totally based way that also provides soup for their families, and in spite of the the obvious horrors and dangers of eRepublik, have provided the e-community a bountiful buffet of socialist-freedom cultural snack-a-doodles year after year!


Today, celebrating the Oct-Nov RC, the Big Red-and-Black Buffet expands once more!





Being only a humble background-scene-painter in the obscure art-mines of a remote and mostly-misty region of Filosofika, and having devoted my e-self largely to wandering aimlessly through the mountains, chattering with the occasional sentient chipmunk while searching for the elusive Ostrich of Understanding, my undertaking today is, granted, considerably more mundane than Shiloh13's.

Still. Hopefully it will bring a small spark of joy and perhaps even increase, in some tiny way, another accretion of r-r-r-r-r-revolutionary class consciousness amongst the dear readers, all in service, of course, to the great and noble quest that is the e-Global Anarcho-Syndicalist Movement (the eGASM), of which the SFP is the dynamic turbo-charger.



YES, IT's ONE OF THOSE FREE GIVE-AWAY SORT OF DOO-DAD THINGS! WOOT!

Here's how it works.

The first person to identify -- WITHOUT GOOGLING -- what artist is being echoed in the following story will receive ONE SHINY GOLD PIECE!

AND the first person to identify -- WITHOUT GOOGLING -- exactly what WORK by that artist is being reproduced as if it were my own story will receive the official title, bestowed by the Free University of Phoenix Quinn (which is the SFP's School of Higher Understanding), Bearer of Revolutionary Optimism (that is to say, they will be honored with a B.R.O.)!


AND, BEST OF ALL, those who make guesses that are wrong but hilarious (as judged by yours truly), will receive Other Amazing Rewards and Honors!!







THANKS FOR PLAYING!! Here's the story.... put on your THINKING CAP!




UP THERE

My friend told me they explored the men's room 'cause they don't give a shit. The ladies'd lost electricity. They took vows inside of it.

Ha! I had a desire to dance with them but was too startled to try. And when they wrapped their legs around me, I, I, I started to fly.

"Let's explore", they said, "Up there, up there, up there! Above the 25th level!"




(And I danced like a madman, shouting at them🙂


"Circle all around me. Coming in for the kill, kill, kill. Oh kill me baby like a kamikaze heading for a spill."

Oh. But it's all spilt milk to me.






"Let's soar", they said, "Up there, up there, up there!"


We don't eat the flower of creation. We don't eat anything at all. Love is, love was, love is a manifestation and I'm waiting for a contact to call.

Love's war. Love's cruel. Love's pretty. Love's pretty cruel tonight and I'm just waiting here to refuel, love in my heart, the night to exploit. Twenty-five stories over Detroit. And there's more. Up there.








(And then I heard the voice of Civil Anarchy shouting🙂


I'm stoned in space. Zeus-christ. It's always been rock and so it is so it shall be. Within the context of neo-rock we must open up our eyes and seize and rend the veil of smoke which players call the e-order. Pollution is the result of the inability of man to reform and transform waste. The transformation of waste. The transformation of waste. The transformation of waste is the oldest pre-occupation of man, man being the chosen alloy. He must be reconnective via shit, at all cost.

Inherent within us is the dream of the task of the alchemist to create from the clay of man. And to re-create from excretion of man pure and then soft and then solid gold.






All must not be art.

Some art we must distintegrate.

Positive anarchy must exist.






(Uh-oh... I feel it swirling around me. I feel it feeling no pain. I'm waiting above for you my friend I know I'll see you up there I'm floating in a door backward on boundaries over this e-world I'm waiting above in the e-sky, bears, riding upon a...)















Looking for an alternative? Look towards the SFP!

The Revolution Needs You!!
Hop to it and join up today, comrades!!

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