He had to have her the moment he saw her trachea ring. Six months later she was his lovely wife. He performed his duties as a husband and she as a wife. He tolerated a house filled with references to her late first husband and the children they had together. He put up with her prudish ways. He waited. He was patient. He planned. He was adaptable. He was rewarded over the course of a week in her basement. He turned his perverse sexual fantasies of worms and maggots and her lovely crusty trachea ring into a gruesome reality.
MorbidbookS shouts-out to Dani Brown (MY LOVELY WIFE) and Andrew Coulthard (PEACHY GIZZARD AND THE SPHERES OF GLAMMETH) for tearing open their collective brain-pans for our amusement! These scribes have been kind enough to let The Rev. fondle and violate their children (novellas). Coming in early August, 2014 :) Can you dig that?
~ THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS A MORBIDBOOKS BLUNT. YOU DIG? ~ “The Routine has this inherent tendency to perpetuate lies, and I speak only in thinly veiled euphemisms — hanging out with friends means going to the bar; being tired means too many sleepless nights on amphetamine; going grocery shopping means robbing Price Chopper blind; filling a prescription means visiting my dealer; going to the bank means pawning my possessions — but refer to them not as “lies;” rather, label them as weak ex-cuses utilized to justify my erratic behaviors. Not that the distinction between lies and excuses even matters. My locations and actions mean little to the lives that I infect, for I manipulate my stories into such bizarre versions of actuality that no one seems to question their authenticity, thereby validating my words under the general principle that facts are stranger than fiction. Besides, the language of lies often involves a certain element of truth, mere embellishments of the life that I dream to live – all-night hotel parties, never-ending supplies of coke and meth, hundreds of dollars to spend frivolously, high-class bars at expensive ski resorts, private chemists and personal chauffeurs, fame and fortune, and immunity to the consequences of my behaviors.”
~ THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS A MORBIDBOOKS BLUNT. YOU DIG? ~ A DIRTY SHAMEFUL DEVIL OF A SECRET… Something that two men share. A legacy that will shock you to your very core. One that is created not out of madness, but of the purest desire. Take a vivid journey into the mind of the killer and his biggest fan. Do you believe in evil? See the knife plunge. Lap at the wounds. Do you still? There is no rational meaning or pretty words that will hide away the darkness that the words of this found journal creates. Inside is the real truth. And it can set you free. Watch all you want. Taste what you dare not have. But once you see, you are in collusion. Keep reading and the guilt will stain. No longer can you feign innocence. The change is as permanent as it is wretched. Perhaps you should just walk away. This shit right here is a MorbidbookS blunt. You dig?
MorbidbookS, Where Everything Bleeds, is brought to you lovingly byThe Grim Reverend Steven Rage.Always remember and Never forget … Jesus may not Love you,but The Reverend always will.Now why in the Holy Hell is my glass empty?Who’s The Reverend gotta fuck to get a cocktail around here?!Jesus-suck-me-sideways-Christ!
“As we experience the last death-rattle remnants of truly important and powerfully subversive works, ‘Humanity Is The Devil’, the one-of-a kind anti-novel by Jordan Krall may very well stand alone with bloody fist raised on the dung-heap of fiction.”
Trust The Grim Reverend. Rage never lies … unless he is absolutely positive he can get away with it.
~A punch in the stomach.~ By Pedro ProençaThis book left me stunned. A dark look into humanity’s psyche, “Humanity Is The Devil” is beautiful. That’s it, I can’t describe it better. It’s beautiful. It made me feel bad about myself while reading. And still, it’s beautiful. This book will reach down inside of you and grab your heart and it will squeeze it. And you will love every second of it.
~By Philip Lopresti
“At its lowest: a beautiful verbal assault. At its highest: a masterpiece of reflection on a society controlled by extreme violence and utter chaos. It burrows down into your guts and makes a home like a scaring over friendly guest you’ve brought to bed. And like Burroughs at his most rebellious and Ballard at his most intelligent, Jordan Krall has created the literary equivalent of a hand grenade. And when it detonates no one will be safe for,HUMANITY IS THE DEVIL.”
HUMANITY IS THE DEVIL is a deconstructed nightmare mixing David Lynch and snuff movies. The plot revolves around a central character, Seth, who is set about a crusade against humanity which, for him, represents pure evil. Through random killings he and his cronies try to accelerate the end of the world, in order to provoke and defeat the Demiurge, the false God that is ruling the earth. As in Burroughs, logical language is replaced here with cut-scenes – sometimes to be taken literally – that plunge the reader into an extreme experience. Both incredibly morbid and enthralling, HITD is a masterpiece of moral darkness and existentialist reflection upon our comfortable religion and morals.
Humanity is the Devil is a dose of brutal truth that nobody wants to hear but should realize. It is a snapshot of our collective consciousness damaging itself and reinventing itself over and over again in order to overcome the devils that we have created in the first place, thus creating more devils. Is there a way to break the pattern? Krall has provided commentary and interpretation; there is room for you to create your own antidote to overcome the poison the Devil promised Eve in the Garden of Eden. The devil has been with us since we left paradise; if we must acknowledge the Devil exists as reality or as nothing more than a metaphor, then its opposite—Heaven—must also exist. But humanity has left paradise. The Russian masters thought they had the answer to psychology, a form of science that was in its infant stage during their literary period, but Krall give us only this: “The black paint is peeling and underneath I can see the rainbow you splattered up there when you were a child, when you weren’t so morbid.”
The terror is real, and it is in everything at all times.
Jordan Krall writes apocalyptic literature as well as horror, bizarro, science fiction, poetry, and nonfiction. He also runs Dynatox Ministries.