ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR
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"A look around us at this moment shows what the regression of bourgeois society into barbarism means. This world war is a regression into barbarism. The triumph of imperialism leads to the annihilation of civilization." (Rosa Luxemburg)
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Romanian Origins and Dreams (Volume 2)
The ceaseless whistling of the wind echoed through the corridors of Ana's existence, as she wandered through the labyrinthine paths of her youth. In her twenties, she was a student at the prestigious medical school in Romania's capital, and among her professors was Lucian, a distinguished physician and one of Ceaușescu's esteemed doctors. He was also a man of secrets, bound by the chains of matrimony and fatherhood. It was in this tangled web of forbidden desires and clandestine encounters that Ana's story unfolds.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Families
CONFESSIONS OF A MASK. Content Warning.
In the dim confines of my childhood, I lived in a hoouse shadowed by the heaviness of sickness and old age. My grandmother, "a narrow-minded, indomitable, and rather wildly poetic spirit," consumed my early years with her sharp intellect and bitter demeanor, her illness gnawing at her nerves. She pulled me from my mother's arms on my forty-ninth day, raising me in a suffocating room, "perpetually closed and stifling with odors of sickness and old age." It was here, in this stagnant atmosphere, that my identity, already shaped by exclusion, began to take root in longing.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Pride
The Downward Spiral
Courtney and I sit across from each other, the faint hiss of steam from the coffee machine punctuating the growing discomfort. Her eyes flick nervously toward the swatting woman at the window, trying to kill invisible insects with a rolled-up newspaper. I shrug, avoiding the confrontation. Courtney sighs and presses forward with her rambling.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Fiction
LIBERAL FASCISM. Content Warning.
As Markus settles onto a beige sofa, chaos erupts nearby: frat boys grappling with the task of ejecting a violent intruder from the balcony. They stand on the twenty-second floor, Markus's fear of heights palpable—he dares not look down. A glance at the table near the sofa surprises Markus: there's a book or DVD box with his full name and the title 'Psycho Path.'
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Fiction
GOLIATH. Content Warning.
A psychotic hysteria has swept the nation, taking the form of a paranoid fear of infestation, of contamination, of insects, of unwanted pests and vermin. One deranged old lady after another expresses these collective psychoses in a variety of ways.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Psyche
The Old Road. Content Warning.
I don't usually talk to strangers, but there I was, hobbling out of the bar, barely steady on my cane, when this kid came up to me. Young fella, polite enough, looked like he had his whole life ahead of him. Hell, I was like that once. Long time ago, though. Back before the car hit me.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Psyche
PYRAMIDS OF PARANOIA (Chapter 2). Content Warning.
He stopped reading, overwhelmed by the grotesque, simplistic hatred being spewed on every page. What was this place? What had he walked into? He glanced up at the other students, their faces emotionless, absorbed in their hateful readings as though they were the gospel truth.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Chapters
Thunderbelly
In the far-flung reaches of the galaxy, where few dared to venture and fewer still could understand, there was a peculiar place known as Teddy Planet. A strange hysteria had seized the inhabitants--living, breathing teddy bears, soft and plush on the outside but inside, burdened by an inexplicable fear. These bears, despite their cuddly exteriors, were consumed by an obsessive dread of something intangible. Some spoke in hushed whispers about the weather, others about a looming threat, but the true source of their paranoia was a mysterious figure that loomed above them, casting a long shadow over their idyllic world--Thunderbelly.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Fiction
Pyramids of Paranoia (Chapter 1). Content Warning.
He sat down on a beige sofa while some frat boys attempted to throw a brutal analist rapist from the balcony. They were on the twenty-second floor, and Ivan, terrified of heights, was much too scared to watch.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Chapters
Who Are The Real Communists Now?. Content Warning.
The moment John Luke called us "ultramasculine fascist faggots," I knew we'd gotten under his skin. Good. I mean, what else can you call us? Ultramasculine, sure--have you seen me and Gore? We're everything John Luke isn't: broad-shouldered, square-jawed, the kind of guys who could throw a punch as easily as they can throw down an argument on Marx. But fascists? And "faggots"? Please.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in The Swamp
I Love You. Content Warning.
Raskolnikov was tormented by dreams and thoughts of a sometimes diabolical, oftentimes abnormal, nature. “The disordered soul is its own hell.” He once learned of this quote from someone who probably considered Raskolnikov to be “disordered” and “odd,” yet he couldn’t remember from whom the quote originated.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Filthy
