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Videos




"VOID H.S.P.T.L"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2020 - 07':54"

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"200Mq"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2019 - 06':40"

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"Alone in the fourth"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2019 - 07':17"

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"The seeds of the hand"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2019 - 21':36"

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"These are the places"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2019 - 16':07"

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"The Motel Files and other random cuts - expansion pack 02"

© V.L.F. Laboratories 2018 - 7':38"

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"[22@]"

© V.L.F. Laboratories 2019 - 11':57"

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"ROOM/APPLE"

© V.L.F. Laboratories 2018 - 18'11"
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"The Motel Files and other random cuts - expansion pack 01"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2018 - 7':20"

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"The Motel Files and other random cuts"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2017 - 2019 - 38':38"

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"No Vaseline - The Great Porn Swindle"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2013 - 2019 - 39':23"

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"What has happened?"
© V.L.F. Laboratories 2012 - 2019 - 6':39"


7 commenti:

  1. Elemental violence kindles every manifestation of eroticism. Eroticism is the domain of violence i.e. violation. The whole business of erotasisim is to strike to the inner most core of the living being, so that the heart stands still. The transition of the normal state to that of erotic desire presupposes a partial dissolution of the person as he exists in the realm of discontinuity Dissolution - this expression corresponds with dissolute life, the familiar phrase linked with erotic activity. Georges Bataille

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  2. Delicious !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  3. Erotic Imagist.... Flesh for the Beast
    there is a door
    obscura
    in my mind

    a black ocean
    that smears me in two

    between love
    and the dissolute

    i hear
    a storm of thick whispers
    a breath calling
    in free fall

    my malleable lover
    plays voodoo poppet
    carousel of lady buddhas
    diagramed unholy whore fucks
    with scumbag eyeballs
    contort for eager ruin
    an ornamental cadaver
    bejeweled
    in a lake of tears

    give me flesh
    smell my rich cunt
    bouquet of fuck the bitch
    transfixed eyes of flames
    spread legs wide
    thigh spillway buttered

    loving the snag
    and strangle
    of a silk tourniquet
    watch me shunt
    and glassy stare
    a glittering doll shimmy
    blood bauble
    and flapping tongue
    torrent of curving jaws
    clever teeth
    to tear
    and lips to be torn
    a cockeyed brain
    drowning in
    illegible consciousness
    for foot slaves
    in a sweat and loin
    magick show

    body of irresistible horror
    in descending spirals
    to love
    in the grotto
    of furies
    imbued with prayers
    that fill the spaces
    in her throat

    martyr of transfiguration
    she falls as
    dust through my fingers

    i depend on her

    tapestry of shuddering lust
    in moist air
    locked behind
    a blood stained door
    marked no exit

    this savage pageant


    "Blessed be You, oh Our Lord God,
    King of the universe, who allow what is forbidden"

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