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Tripping Balls
Hello Ladies, Gents Gocni Schindler welcomes you to a ratiocination A working of Short stories mixed with poetry That this one human experienced, endured, suffered through, subsisted within worldly hell's Written in this manuscript beholds a legend, protecting the guilty, written as fiction Though, secretly, is mingled with fact, hidden well in a mysterious malefactor Starting the journey with Hell-A-Expense a short tale of Possession, demon that is Leading the reader down a path of debauchery with consequence Journeying beyond commonplace reality Tale of prison lusts, broken hearts, vagabonds, ruination of friends, prolonged fallacies, exterminating self, emotional overload. Relentless, reclusive, rejected, Renounced resurrection of conscious conclusions Humanistic existentialist, conditioned to not give a shit Opening the door to something egregious inside the great mystery Tearing down the smiling shroud, exposing the essence of mental depravities Disguised behind the mask which makes the being Gocni Schindler mortal in flesh
336 pages, Paperback
Published September 26, 2016
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About the author
Gocni Schindler
5 booksBorn some place in the upper Midwest, America.
His sperm donor split, never to be seen again.
Whilst his struggling drug addict mom, she did her best.
Growing up in a biker bar with vagrants and the dissolute. In his words, “Realistic people from Planet Earth!” His writing is life, turned into fiction, protecting the guilty. After tragedy, destruction and death, he traveled the nation searching the madness for resolution. In his words, “No matter where you go, it’s always there, lurking in the darkness.” Its sole intent, to ridicule, break and kill! Feasting like a parasite inside a dismembered soul. Delighting in its jollification upon your own obscurity. Falling off the bar stool titled, no hope. Sleeping on a nameless street curb! A place to define the true merit of flesh. When evil comes foe an easy kill. That last stand! Succomb to an alleged fate or rise up, taking hold of something unseen, for even in nothing, we still have a fighting chance.
Life is an alluring mask, a mask of fascination. It’s not about me, it’s about the stories. The message! Having many masks. Each of my tales being a mask unto my own persona, unto thine own flesh.
His sperm donor split, never to be seen again.
Whilst his struggling drug addict mom, she did her best.
Growing up in a biker bar with vagrants and the dissolute. In his words, “Realistic people from Planet Earth!” His writing is life, turned into fiction, protecting the guilty. After tragedy, destruction and death, he traveled the nation searching the madness for resolution. In his words, “No matter where you go, it’s always there, lurking in the darkness.” Its sole intent, to ridicule, break and kill! Feasting like a parasite inside a dismembered soul. Delighting in its jollification upon your own obscurity. Falling off the bar stool titled, no hope. Sleeping on a nameless street curb! A place to define the true merit of flesh. When evil comes foe an easy kill. That last stand! Succomb to an alleged fate or rise up, taking hold of something unseen, for even in nothing, we still have a fighting chance.
Life is an alluring mask, a mask of fascination. It’s not about me, it’s about the stories. The message! Having many masks. Each of my tales being a mask unto my own persona, unto thine own flesh.
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