Jade Bos

Jade Bos

Dear TumblrStaff.
Why would you forbid us from eating of the tree of knowledge?
Half-assed gods working their way backward is no way to run a business.
We built this city on tits & kitten GIFs
Now there’s 100% less chance of seeing God/user I stalk’s...

Dear TumblrStaff.

Why would you forbid us from eating of the tree of knowledge?

Half-assed gods working their way backward is no way to run a business.

We built this city on tits & kitten GIFs

Now there’s 100% less chance of seeing God/user I stalk’s “adult content”

We could just cover these nipples with the blood of our wolfmother.

Represent the genitalia with mechanical fruit.

Cyborg fuck party. (edit out the offensive clanking) 

Stiction  
Robots out of lube?
or sticky fiction?

Is it pornographic because it’s shallow?

Pornography: Sexual content for sexual arousal - Fucking for fucks sake!

What if the spectacle literally fucks my brains out and I lose all sense of soul-crushing self? What if we fuck planets? Slather ourselves with the primal mud? At what degree of washing ourselves clean does it become pornographic? Fuck ourselves free of form. Isn’t that what the universe is? Order fucking chaos? Chaos fucking order? The infinite mystery.

“Stumbled into the muck, you must fuck yourself free” - The Buddha (probably)

What if it’s just performance art? Performance art is almost never sexy - unless you know the artist. The accountant at my old job invited me to a show where they flagellated themselves with a whole Buffalo’s liver until they were one raw symbiosis of quivering flesh. Then they roasted themselves with a creme brulee torch and the entire audience ate of them as they read us our rights.

The right to remain speechless with a mouth full of flesh is easy, but silence is impossible!

If you ever sit alone at an orgy in silent contemplation the moaning and sex noises swell into a impossible cascading OM. (It’s really funny at first too) My partner, made aware of this phenomena, couldn’t erase it from their mind, so they wore earplugs. Then added a blindfold. Eventually they covered themselves with feathers and become an instructor of modern dance.

Fucked into oblivion,
I don’t want anyone else there
It takes away from the oblivion part =)

Maybe once I get the hang of it
Then we can let the audience in

Charge admission
so they can watch me
repent my sin

It’s all so obvious - the solution to everything is

Excruciating Dissolution
(aka the name of my first high school band)

Warmest regards in wolf mothers blood,

Jade Bos - hookersorcake

hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...
hookersorcake:
“ its all one big orgy
if you could only
shed
your ridiculous
mind
”
Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye...

hookersorcake:

its all one big orgy

if you could only

shed

your ridiculous

mind

Hookers or Cake started almost 10 years ago as a mildly NSFW blog where I posted tits & terrible poetry. And now it’s come full circle and I’ve gotten several goodbye messages from friends leaving… it’s sad.

I’ll try and stick around and fuck with the man. Cuz fuck you man! Maybe I’ll reblog some old NSFW stuff until they kill me. 

Sometimes it feels like I live in a ski lodge. (at Shelby, North Carolina)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrEmUMdn5pJ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=c5uac7tw9nzr

Sometimes it feels like I live in a ski lodge. (at Shelby, North Carolina)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrEmUMdn5pJ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=c5uac7tw9nzr

sunsetgun:
“Feeling down? Here’s Lee Marvin in a field of flowers.
”
TGIF!

sunsetgun:

Feeling down? Here’s Lee Marvin in a field of flowers.

TGIF!

(via devastationwagon)

There is a new home renovation TV show
The homes are remodeled into state of the art luxurious jails
100% secure
with no prisoners
other than the owners
they escaped years ago
the old fashioned way
R.I.P
There is a new home renovation TV show
The...


There is a new home renovation TV show
The homes are remodeled into state of the art luxurious jails
100% secure
with no prisoners
other than the owners
they escaped years ago
the old fashioned way
R.I.P

There is a new home renovation TV show
The homes are demolished
the former occupants bodies discarded
their brains kept in self sustaining boxes
with fabulous internet connections
they live in virtual reality
where they can do anything
they sit in palatial palaces overlooking an ocean
surfing facebook and forums where they argue about color

There is a new home renovation TV show
everyone is dead
and loving it
of course they’re all afraid of dying

Regina had her first art show at Greenbrook Design tonight! So proud!!! (at Shelby, North Carolina)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpGNfAjlq-e/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=174j4pvuzdggs

Regina had her first art show at Greenbrook Design tonight! So proud!!! (at Shelby, North Carolina)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BpGNfAjlq-e/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=174j4pvuzdggs

Visiting my old guru.
https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo2rtVlluF4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=16dgqc5iqnibz
TGIF!
https://www.instagram.com/p/BokRXzcFCLk/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8cg9i9uorvl5

The greatest songs you probably ain’t heard. 

#54 Sunday Kind Of Woman - Charlie Rich

Goddamn, this old country music melts my skull. It’s all bendy and ridiculous. It makes fun of a reality it’s totally in love with.

We live in a virtual reality. And I fucking love it. If your church/belief system don’t make you want to fuck the mind and heart of it’s god then you’re going to the wrong church. My church is an old country faded honkytonk where Charlie Rich slowly surprises you with grooves you didn’t know existed, but feel like they’re a million years old. Custraceons evolve in a slow dance hot murmur that lasts forever. In fact, if you tilt your head just right you can hear them whispering to you right fucking now. People all over the world sitting alone in rooms wondering, head cocked at a glowing screen, I’m speaking to you. We’re talking to each other. Confessing all sorts of strange things, trying to humblebrag about the time we almost didn’t cry. Talking about the one time when we were alive and wanted to die! She whispers how she misses you. He laughs quietly remembering the three thousand nights alone. And people fantasize and songs soar and end, yet here we are, wondering. How can magic fall in love with these fucking ashes?

The Mrs & me riding the carousel in our new hometown!

The Mrs & me riding the carousel in our new hometown!