Music is not SPAM. Music is not SPAM. Music is not SPAM. Music, video, retro nostalgia, poetry and death by eternal love, disco, damnation and comedy among other vampiric and erotic Satanic interludes. Enjoy.
Sunday, June 21, 2026
DEATHLY SILENCE, DEMONIC ENTITIES AND FATHER'S DAY
All my life, I dreamed of being far away from my step father who is a demonic toxic entity bent on spreading negative energy and anti TRUMP propaganda. And despite all the radio silence and non communication he shows up on FATHER's DAY to insult my lovely apartment and spread aspersions against the most august LADY MORGANA and my most beautiful house plants. Most people get the message when getting the extended cold shoulder, I know I do, but my Step Father LUCIFER FLATULATIS insists on stopping by just to sow discord and say bad things about my towering Amazon tropical plants I bought from WALMART a few years back. Luckily, I was in the bathroom prepping for a vamp shower and did not have to engage in humiliating small talk.
FATHER's DAY is about the one day you are not second best to your partner, 3rd best to your child, fourth best to your partner's job and fifth best to DATELINE and LAW and ORDER. It is not easy being a FATHER. It is often a thankless job, but every night I say GOODNIGHT to my son DAMIEN. Then I tell him I LOVE HIM. Finally, I give him a big kiss.
I do this because one day I will not be around and I want DAMIEN to remember how much I loved him and the good things not toxic bullshit made to demean people and make them feel bad. That is the example I had, and it taught me how powerful acting the opposite way to the EVIL you know can be.
Saturday, June 20, 2026
ON FATHER'S DAY
On Father's Day, I don't want to be visited by someone who was less than a father to me all my life. I don't want to be insulted about the apartment where I live or have extended conversations about what President Trump is doing to ruin the country or the world. I don't want to be brow beaten about a poem of desire I wrote this week. I just want to enjoy my son DAMIEN EXSELSIOR and have a truce with LADY MORGANA. I am just asking that and to buy some tropical fish for my fish tank.
That is all I am asking, but what I will get could be a nasty headache. I will just have to deal with it.
DEEP THOUGHTS WITH VLADVAMPIRELORD
If you can't give him LOVE, give him SEX
If you can't give him SEX, give him CARING
If you can't CARE, FEED HIM WELL
If you can't FEED HIM WELL, give him FREEDOM
If you can't give him FREEDOM, SLEEP IN SEPARATE ROOMS
If you can't SLEEP IN SEPARATE ROOMS, SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN and WATCH YOUR BACK
GHOSTS?
At this point, there have been "flickering" light incidents in every room, but the bedroom and I have seen shadows out of the corner of my eye twice which kind of freaked me out because I never recalled seeing something like that. I also can smell a foul rotting smell, but that may just be the garbage from the kitchen.
Friday, June 19, 2026
LOST LOVE IS LIKE MOLASSES
These words have materialized from the ether
Seeking psychic energy from the past
And like our star crossed love
What I say will come to live in shadows
Before ascending back across the spectral plane
You will always be the YOU in my FUCK
And the GOOD in my BYE
You will never be the ALL in my ALWAYS
I will have to live with that
When floor boards creak and lights flicker
I will remember this just when I am about to forget
You are the wound that never completely heals
Remnants of a laugh that made me cry
Sometimes I see you in a dream
Or a lost poem
Like a whore that left me in ecstasy
But holding nothing for all my carnal efforts
In the shadow realm all is smoke and mirrors
You are the in between of a truth and a lie
A kiss that caresses my mind
That will not fade away discreetly
These things I can bury
But never prevent the resurrection
Of yesterday
Under a full moon
Lost love is like molasses found spilled on a Summer day
It is sticky sweet and yet rancid to the taste
Remember it seems to say
Leaving a stain
Like a moment stuck indelibly on your brain
You cannot help but find
When you are most alone and hungry.
DEEP THOUGHTS WITH VLADVAMPIRELORD
"Your whole life people will try to use a descriptive term to "put you in a box" when in reality you are so much more than just a parent, businessman, pervert, criminal, politician, etc. And after all is said and done, when you are dead, they put you in a box and hide what remains from the world just as was originally intended."
Thursday, June 18, 2026
Wednesday, June 17, 2026
DEEP THOUGHTS WITH VLADVAMPIRELORD
I think my computer got hacked because all the nudes and raunchy freak video women have sent me are gone.
But I still remember everything.
VOCABULARY WITH VLADVAMPIRELORD: BANANA HUMPING
When someone (LADY MORGANA) puts a bunch of bananas on top of another bunch of bananas so that the bottom bananas get mushed and brown.
Tuesday, June 16, 2026
VLADVAMPIRELORD'S VOCABULARY LESSON: TRIPLE DRAGON MOUTH WITH WITCH'S SPIKE
Arose this morning to three dresser drawers being opened, toilet lid up and front door open then to top it off LADY MORGANA gave me the wrong garage opener so I had to go back inside to get the right opener after finding out I had the wrong click device.
I am really at a loss here as nothing from a calm attempt at reasoning to a full blown shit fit appears to affect LADY MORGANA's behavior. It is not fair that a significant portion of my life must be in undoing LADY MORGANA's carelessness and non etiquette. Unfortunately, I am not prepared to stop giving a fuck because I would like some cleanliness and order in my life before I am dead.
Monday, June 15, 2026
EPIPHANY
I just noticed today that everybody is either driving a TESLA, MERCEDES, or some other shiny new car while I am driving a 25 year old low end vehicle that still has a cassette deck, manual locks, manual seats, and crank windows. I have no problem with that, but while driving I can see no car that even comes close to the retro decrepit state mine is in. Plus, I am driving with a 36 year old cassette tape blasting and I LOVE IT. No bitching about a car loan.
If and when I watch porn, it is usually on VHS or DVD and it is 30 to 40 years old as well. Porn does not do it for me these days like it used to, but I still enjoy erotica and sexy women getting banged, if not by me then some wench forty years ago who keeps mouthing "FUCK ME" when it is obvious the guy is fucking her already.
Most of my possessions are relics from the past that I still have some connection to. I would see a therapist about this, but it would cost me too much money and I would not follow any of the suggestions anyway.
I am quite unique in many bizarre and perverse ways. Though I might be considered a "dirty old man," I still feel like a 12 year old in my mind and have not done many perverted things for a long time.
For those who want a taste of my strange world of the past I give you the BANG TANGO, "Dancing With Coals" album that I listened to on my drive this morning. "Who still listens to BANG TANGO?" You might ask.
Me.
Now I am off to watch some old porn. The kind where there was some dumb plot and you had to wait through the foreplay for some sex action. Just like real life.
VOCABULARY WITH VLADVAMPIRELORD: CURLING IRON IN / LIGHT ON GHOSTING
Sunday, June 14, 2026
Lost In A Kiss
Love arrives when it is ready to come
When it feels the need to appear
When you have given up on hope
And cursed love for the thousandth time
When all seems black and corrupted
And the wind brings with it rain and thunder
When agony and want make you feel ready to burst
And tears cry out your name in the torrent
Love will be ready
And you will see it through the darkness of the storm
What you always wanted
Night will be your guide
And shadows will dance once again
To the erotic music of pleasure and orgasmic delight
Love will be in the palm of your hand
And the air will smell sweet
Your steps will fall light upon the pavement
You will rejoice at the good fortune the universe has bestowed
You will thank the moon and the stars for this rebirth
Then love will disappear without warning
And only a ghost of love will be by your side
A dream of what could have been
Such is the agony of this spectral world
These things will come to pass
Ecstasy and love are fleeting gems
Lost to the sea once more
In a shipwreck of the heart
Like a thief in the darkness
Love runs away
With treasures sunk too deep to feel again in the same way
As you realize all that you had
Was nothing
A lie
In disguise
A demonic phantom
Betrayed
Lost in a kiss.
Saturday, June 13, 2026
VLADVAMPIRELORD'S SPEAK OF THE DEVIL
There is no devil. If there were a devil there must be at least two gods and God is all loving, all knowing and all powerful. God is One. God does not need a devil for you or mankind to make a mess of evil and misery around the world and closer to home. You are your own devil, a demonic force of one, part of a multitude of many.
Earth is a Hell prison for the greatest evil doers of the cosmos. It is filled with horrific entities from the virus, bacteria to the Great White Shark, tree branch and Grizzly bear. They will all kill you without emotion. The Cosmos needs very little to squash you and send you hurtling across the astral plane to your new assignment. You are your salvation and damnation, your misery and elation. In the end everybody dies after living a life of want and bitter feelings regardless of poverty or wealth.
You are the best of the worst the galaxy has every had. You are the prime evil. Earth is your lesson on how to find goodness and light before ascending. You have eternity to figure it all out. You are evil incarnate. That is your birthright. If you have not committed murder or Sin today you can congratulate yourself on that.
God willing, tomorrow will be another opportunity.
Friday, June 12, 2026
THE PROBLEM IS BIG VAGINA
Moment female suspect pulls 'loaded pistol from her vagina' during police stop
https://www.dailystar.co.uk/news/latest-news/moment-female-suspect-pulls-loaded-37287603

