Archive for March, 2011

ha ha


“And there was laughter in Heaven such as had not been heard since the Angels of the Lord bound Lilith with chains at the bottom of the Red Sea and there gang raped her.” Ebeneezer, 13:43


Ok, back to normal.


The One u just called fat, has been starving herself and has lost over 30lbs.

But the bitch still weighs 600 pounds and keeps getting stuck in the doorway!

The One u just called stupid, has a learning disability and studies over 4hrs a night.

And is still a moron.

The One you just called ugly, spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her.

“Yes, Madam, I am drunk. But in the morning I will be sober, and you will still be ugly.” Winston Churchill

The One you just tripped, is abused enough at home.

Probably because he is too stupid to grease the stairs.

There is no special providence for the fat, the ugly, the stupid or the weak. This is the real world world, weenies. Deal with it and stop your damned whining.

Now to go to work!


We have had our fun and we have provided a necessary corrective to the whining and hand wringing about Japan. But now it is time to do some work in the Name of Uncle Chuckie.

What I am about to ask you to do is so out of character for me that many of you will think that I have taken leave of my senses. When I took up radionics, circumstances forced me to realize that the power used for healing could be used for killing. Now, I am going to ask my people to use the power that I have taught for killing–to heal.

We are uniquely qualified for this task, for unlike those who merely pray or do rituals, we do not send an amorphous, useless energy that just dissipates and does nothing. We can get in there, get blood on our hands and dirt on our boots and use that energy.

This is the task I set for you. To use remote influence, astral projection, whatever words you may call it, to go forth to Japan, to go among the injured and the dying, to draw from the nearly inexhaustible source of power that the Wiccans with their rituals, the Christians with their prayers and all the others have provided. Walk among them, unseen, unknown, presences maybe felt, maybe not felt. Lay your psychic hands on the sick and heal them. Lay your hands on the dying and raise them from the dead! Draw from that field of energy, channel it through your psychic body and put it into the subjects.

Do not expect to be seen, or even felt. Expect no gratitude, no recognition. This is not a “see how nice we are” feel good operation. It is going to be a trip to Hell. Expect to be sickened by what you will encounter. But remember, it is not about you. It is not about feeling good, or feeling virtuous or, gods forbid, feeling holy. It is about doing what must be done.

And so I send you forth. In the name of the Destroyer–Create! In the name of the Exterminating Angel–Heal! In the name of Uncle Chuckie, that the blood and souls may not be wasted.

Blood and Souls for Uncle Chuckie!


This is one of those times that you cannot open your mouth without making a joke about Japan. And it is also one of those times when people wonder how I manage to get away with what I do. Well, the answer is simple.

Everytime there is a natural disaster, there is the public reaction of horror, sympathy, whining, the usual bullcrap. But, there is another reaction. And that reaction is to the bullcrap.

So along comes the Terrible Uncle Chuckie, who is more than willing to say what a whole lot of people would want to say if they were the Terrible Uncle Chuckie. And, as those people tend to be my fans already, I have no trouble being me because the folks who don’t like it have already thrown up their hands in surrender.

So, do civilization a favor. When you see the news out of Japan, have a good laugh and shout, “Blood and Souls for Uncle Chuckie!” You will feel ever so much better and be making me happy too.

Time for Din Din!


There is nothing like a natural disaster in another part of the world to liven up the day. And there is nothing like the reaction to it by sentimental fools to give us some free psychic energy to use for our own purposes.

Witness the latest event, Japan shaking. Oh did it shake. I’ve had martinis that were not as well shaken! (Oh to be young again!) But aside from the sheer joy that can only come from witnessing mass destruction in foreign lands, there is a real benefit and here is how you use it.

First, you have to create a thoughtform. Do the usual procedure, create the thoughtform to grab all the incoming energy being sent by well meaning but impotent folk to try to help the target area. After all, why have it wasted there? Then once you have done that give it a name. The name is the contact point for your thoughtform.

Got that?

Ok, the rest is simple. You can simply write the name of the thoughtform on a piece of paper and put it on the input side of any radionic device and your own witness on the output side. Then, when you need a boost, simply set the machine and draw the energy that the thoughtform has stolen into yourself where it will actually do some good.

Eris strikes again!


The Goddess of Discord made a trip to Pantheacon this year and found herself standing in line outside a ritual. It was just too good to resist, so she reached into her purse and pulled out an apple to give to the Dianics holding the ritual.

And on the apple was written, “To the ugliest!”

Well, of course the transexuals wanted to get in!

tee hee hee