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Undiscovered ANUS

Undiscovered ANUS
April 01, 2010, 10:55:56 AM
I was looking for the older thread on this, but as you know there are tons of pages ANUS keeps around that they don't link or promote anymore.


I found another dicking around with URLcompare today:


Re: Undiscovered ANUS
April 04, 2010, 01:30:15 AM
To this day, I have not taken the same path twice browsing through prozakhistan. I love it.

Re: Undiscovered ANUS
April 04, 2010, 03:08:36 PM
My two favorite relatively unknown links:


What's the "URLcompare" you're talking about? Just by typing anus.com/etc gives some very interesting results.

Re: Undiscovered ANUS
April 06, 2010, 06:19:25 PM
from stoner adventures in 6th undiscovered country;

Abstraction of vision in a sharp shot of moment as I see
squirming in my crotch a footlong maggot, squirming agonizedly,
burrowing into her, maybe mewling I can't tell her scream.  Not
even her: she is gone, but the maggot is there.  The rotting heap
of the city writhes with its minions.  The eyes of living inside,
cocaine off the mirror and then the reflection twisting, the
carnivorous maggot chewing through all that lives.  The piles of
trash twitch alive, and curl around the nearby humans like adders
striking at the wrist.  The corpses of the dead burst; the coffin
lids split; maggots roll upon the earth, crawling from the wound-
graves of the deceived, killed, buried, and lied after.  She is
gone; it is over.  Am I hallucinating?  All I see is maggots, the
crawling of decay, the appetite of putrefaction.  Choking in my
throat: fear or vomit, and then, beneath my skin, I feel them
spawning, moving, too near me, chewing me into trash like the rest
of the city.  A violent cough vivisects.  Scream, dash, chaos of
angular falling outward of door, gravel roll and recovery, back
inside: must find Spike.

The abstraction on sharp lusts of the flesh broken with narrator admitting how well hung he is always stuck with me. TUC and prozakhistan are my favorite parts of anus, they aren't written didactically so transmit a headspace, much like music. Resonance. Reads like a more coherent Burroughs, hours and hours of material there. There must be oodles of pages on prozakhistan that only link from some labyrinthine vestibule

Re: Undiscovered ANUS
April 16, 2010, 09:40:29 AM
Where's the Hall of History page?

Re: Undiscovered ANUS
April 16, 2010, 10:36:11 PM

Several of the best reviews on the site live here.