A seldom-sober pseudonym takes on the totality.
"Armed with this self-knowledge, the magician may ever ride the shark of his desire across the ocean of the dual principle to a gratuitous ecstasy."
--Peter J. Carroll, Liber Null & Psychonaut, p.77
Oh, Jesus H. Christ Kia H. Zos.
posted by Sleeve Consequences @ 7:36 PM
Like everyone else, Sleeve Consequences was born in Detroit at the age of seventeen. After a torrid affair with your mother, Consequences fled the monastery to pursue a career as an alias. Finding no work, he became a pseudonym, which he remains. His fictions and belles-lettres have been translated into English, Gullah, and FORTRAN, and have been published in oodles of hypothetical zines, gazines, and magazettes (also, more recently, in weblogs, blogs, weblos, and wogs). A resident of Seattle, Sleeve plays the Queen’s Indian Defense very poorly. His favorite odor is “acrid.”
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