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Something very colorful started, a strange game of parts outside the arrogance of reality. I'm not curious, I'm hungry for it: every element now can be a possible extension of my armory. I stopped looking at that red cube: I started inhabiting it! So:

1_the door is open

2_the paradox is clear

3_the monster isn’t out

A strange game indeed.

_ your Daisy

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“..Biohazardous.

Reflections of my own life flash like a fire;

Welcome everyone, take ya place: denial!

Been through the hottest parts of my hell

I’m at a strange point of my life, rings the bell

* din don *

I’m nine years old, this house is old

it smells of metal and excrement

it’s small here, I’m tight.

I feel….strange.

One arm touches the door,

but my foot is so far away,

I feel liquid, liquid and wet,

a hot piece inside my neck...can you tell me what it is?”

Flesh doesn’t talk bullshit.

No philosophical crap stands when you find yourself with a thick thigh crushing your face, or a giant dildo befriending your guts, while a crepuscular light buzzes overhead like a chuckling angel. Theology without a body: for wankers.

The crystal-clear laughter of the girls of heaven must await; here you use your mouth for the real stuff: she’s there, dripping down your chin, laughing raucously at how much the fuck it took you to figure it out.

Every time two bodies bang each other hard (either a body with its memory, or with the desire for what has yet to happen), radioactive messes arise. Most people, as a result, explode. “Here the mediocre succumb.”

Idiotes, mentally-ill-fun-little-projects.

“A dick in the ass” is not only beautiful to say: it is pure technique to occupy space, all the space possible. A bleed in the ass that splits the souls of the weak.

The Mission is unbridled.

The limit is being able to coordinate all that mess without melting your brain like a smoking tire in a Mumbai landfill.

A mission comparable with the War of the Worlds. Studying psywar tactics [terror makes people beg for a savior]: submit to the POWER of disgust.

_ ___ _____ _ __ _ _ _ ____ §*** Lç____ §” _:::: : ::

The theology of abjection, street version.

Stuff that drips, then it stares at you, excites you and pulls you in. You’re not a sealed package. You lose. You take. You run. You’re full of holes. “Look, I sucked at you too”.

Starmind. Into the void that moves thought. The mind that beams your answer down by reproducing itself in thousands of purulent constellations of pathetic waste.

So keep fucking drilling.

Keep spinning those dirty orbitals, my orbital brother.

Keep mixing memory, prediction, pussy, ass, piss and thick mind, in front of the camera, in darkness.

Here I am as a bud in the Garden. The stones of my house are stones of flesh, made of Man himself, living, active stones, stones of action.

_from your daisy, that's all.

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"[Life is solitary, poor, filthy, brutal, short]

Many whining beings, sheeps at the trough,

as if the world were at peace,

unaware of the true rhythm.

[The process of separating human software from hardware, that is, the process of extracting mental patterns from the brain, was destructive and irreversible]

But WE want to make it easy.

And I'll shove this coaxial cable up your ass,

I'll reprogram you,

like colic that doesn't go away and remains chronic,

you’ll wake up and curse the roots of your being, of mine, of His.

Ah, there's no time to rewind: they will not survive the fire from the sky.”

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Eat and drink, here's my spit.

They love being in the archive forever.

“She grabbed a transparent venous tube and fucked her own holes. Pain and pleasure, a stream of cloud. She pulls it out dirty and suck it like a dick. She smears it all over her body and masturbate, covered in holy lube.”

I felt like I had before me the fusion between Nina Williams and a dying butterfly breaking down your apartment door.

PORNWARE upgrade is ready to be installed, she said.

your Daisy //

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My brain was inside the PORNWARE network: as a body, I was a kind of remote-controlled component of the mesh. Soul remains under my commands: the software.

It’s a disturbing and amusing film. It’s just so important to be aware of what the other dolls have to offer you.

* TONGUES LIKE GRABOIDS *

Female cells, untouchable and slow in their delicate princess-and-the-pea dresses. [Hatred for indulgence. Daisy menstruates because she envies war, the war of blades, the war of minds.] All these PW2 alphanumeric codes were surrounded by a halo, a ring, a faint pastel-pink aura: I see it, repellent. May the aura be so brightly colorful it hurts.

Evolution causes:

_MATERIAL CAUSE SUB-CATEGORY: space-time, mass energy // Warm here, holding steady at 27° degrees. Temperature is a very important factor now, cold is the enemy.

_SITUATIONAL CAUSE SUB-CATEGORY: information, noise // Stray-light: It’s the only game we’ve decided to make on this planet. I want lots and lots of monitors. Bright windows. Two frames a day seems like a great starting point.

_TELEOLOGICAL CAUSE SUB-CATEGORY: (?) // the mysteries wouldnt hold me and move me so much if i could explain them quickly. Vital key elements of any film is the response to what you sees, and that’s not necessarily an intellectual process that can be talked about.

I’m careful to lift my head: big branches, away with the little leaves. I’m looking at you, and someone’s watching Me. I love it when the roar of the wave reaches, overwhelms: to be a wave that clears the world.

And then, behind me, the window I was looking for: “It’s in.” What a pain. The Alien Factor. What a wild ride.

There’s not much to know, really, just much to do. First thing: the right outfit, perhaps worn, perhaps tattered, but suited to the new shape.

A young woman has eerie flashes of recovered memories of her committing the suicide of the phoenix, despite the external assurance that nothing has changed. But something subtle has changed. The display. The beat.

[WE] The first occupants of the Stray-light were two, a pair of embryos, one quite a bit ahead of the other. But now it’s my own problem. I’ve got it into my head to build somethig I’ve never seen before, despite the fact that they’ve told me everything already exists: something impossible, therefore.

I’m hungry. They keep talking to me about the shape as the shadows shrink, and I sit uneasily, listening.

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That day, the ball rolled down upon the floor, and I have not finished counting the fragments yet. But these were arranged in a peculiar combination, which made me distinguish a gap in the earth. It’s very like a normal passage as far as you can see. I realized it may be quite different going beyond: a brutal design in the purest form, a design called P0RNW4R3.

“I really must get the big ‘member’. It will write on me all manner of things i didn’t imagine to desire”. So much cum. Protein levels through the roof. I set off at once towards the red dot, a secret message was going to be decoded: eating his cum out of his friend’s mouth.

“I smear all my big booty and still bouncing and dancing for you” she said, childish, crawling at his feet. A rapid look at the instrument used: you may observe the butterfly. Its wings are thin slices of abandonment, its body is a shitty crust, and its head is a lump of rotten sloppy meat.

...and she can watch us – only you’d better not come very close – he knows: “I generally hit everything i can see when i get really excited.”

What sort of things do you remember best? She ventured to ask. Things that didn’t happen yet. A free slow motion big blowout. Plenty of choice, only make up your mind. Now, what do you want to try?

She fucked herself hard with a horse dildo.

“Now, take a good look at me! I’m the one that has spoken to a king, i am: mayhap you’ll never see such another” she said. Now she’s eating bugs.

There’s an explanation for why we’ve been able to maintain such comparatively effective order. We adopted an externalization of entropy on the theological level: self-privileging through an absolutism of silent implicit hierarchy. Nine hundred and three, that’s the exact number – the king said.

I say it, it will be better to obey. “I told them once, i told them twice: they would not listen to advice.” But the moment goes, and by so fearfully quick. Entropy is dissipated externally.

If she misses, she tumbles off herself – another rule. People don’t fall off quite so often, when they’ve had much practice. But is not enough. And what if that sparkle leaves a woman’s stomach? Terminated.

You didn’t cry so much as i thought you would. And you’ll never know the mysteries of your true name.

your Daisy //

V.L.F. Laboratories

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Is there anyone else fascinated by thick things like me? Thick thighs and thick force of mind saved my life.

I have advocated for years that I construct perforating images alongside a predator of pornographic art. How did I realize all this without even imagining it? Thanks to a sensual pissing.

I asked myself: what can the flesh teach me about G*d? Now it is clear to me, without any doubt: the flesh is a direct instrument of theological investigation.

‘Long May You Live, Long May You Love, Long May You Be Happy!’ ... puah. Let’s start talking about the serious stuff: limpid piss falling on you, hot, sitting on the kitchen chair, in extreme close-up, a brutal stream.

Reality called my name. She wanted my consensus.

A terror shout with such unrelenting force it could kill a person weak in its soul. In the anarchism of the obscene image, I found myself in front of a zookeeper who makes his creatures do many exquisite things: experiments. Not a simple guardian, a hacker of bodily reality.

“You would look so good with me fisting your cunt and fucking your asshole at the same time”. We have become One in this collective euphoria, in this unconditioned mission. “I could be full of you instead, so why aren’t we doing something about it?”

The real constraint on this hallucination within the hallucination called P0RNW4R3 has never been capability. It’s been excess and automatic coordination.

This work extends my research into:

_ Ⳁ / hybridisation [a process of combination of a certain number of different energies spinning around the same atom that allows to obtain new pornographic orbitals oriented along one perfect direction]

_ 0 / memory linked to prediction

_ Ⲅ / transmission of information through flesh and the representation of it

..examining how the action, both disciplined and unbridled, changes as it migrates between bodies and temporal layers.

your Daisy //

V.L.F. Laboratories

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Flesh-hacking, in the pornographic circus of V.L.F. Laboratories and its evolution into PORNWARE, is an highly experimental system of interrogation about flesh as a medium: an experiential and visual practice that treats the human body as material to be “hacked”, altered, and reconfigured through theographic, digital, pornographic and performative techniques.

It’s another place. Everybody there has gone crazy. “She has begun finding.” Current totalitarian occupation is going through future universal trajectories and reconfiguring all them just in time.

Now that the first fase of the work is done and we’re in the process of burying it, something else is starting to take hold in the sub-liminal imagination, and I call this new phenomenon Avant-ReductioAdUnum.

V.L.F. Laboratories’ flesh-hacking is a manoeuvre on the flesh through a shocking mindset: hacking the body as a biological code in a de-generative sense linked to a form of extreme spirituality (”If you are not willing to be hospitalized for your spirituality, it is worth nothing”).

Enter the flesh-hacking theory of how the dis-location can overturn the whole experience.

Introduction to the description of the context: a violent psycho-phoros movement.

Current State (2026): Undergoing reorganization for 2026, with PORNWARE becoming an independent entity.

_how to participate: vlf_laboratories@protonmail.com

_how to sustain the Network: bc1q7c8wnx0gvk846jvsl0v0rns4dqwmq8n8060dhh

164 162 165 164 150_TRTH ”The awareness of all-enclosing degradation and the perception of life as a game between already dead beings silently explodes in images where environmental and physical abandonment is represented; egotistic truth.”

143 162 145 141 164 151 157 156_CRTN ”Alogos as modus creandi; everything worth hearing, seing or reading will pass through the number 309.”

160 157 167 145 162_PR ”Ideas around power need continuous evolution.”

162 145 163 165 155 160 164 151 157 156_RSRPTN ”Throw all these words in the trash. SICUL PALEA.”

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As I said, I was close to become the pussy-monster-angel through these New porn hacks. I insisted on being almost in every shot. I would later said this is my favorite film ever.

The transformation through time is Impressive; changes are not in the touch - they are in my soul. A Jump into the void. “Don’t be afraid - here’s what you need to know”.

It was like passing through (another) sister-dimension of mental nudity, where a-logic patterns are actually based on pure desire.

Ladies, let’s take note: wonderful unusual solutions for your holes.

Let me explain to you that what you’re smelling is the perfume of disciplined obscene freedom.

There is no abstractable intelligence of the flesh. All intelligence is embodied and enhanced according to the situational contexts it operates within. Outside, You keep playing sectarian, monolithic, childish games that you can only participate but never win; in Pornware, we win.

I chose to live in the hallucinations of the maximum speedster, and I made the winning choice.

Our Goal is simple: to discovers the imaginific engine for resurrection. Because every leap in human history began with a new mechanism.

I wasn’t born to be in a cage.

I’m a porn alien invading your mind, somehow manipulating causality. And somehow you perceive me, I know. Invasion.

I’m Eating Facing the camera, in extreme close-up, i chew, My face-hole full of delicious puke before swallow again.. You want a mouthful?

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your Daisy //

Since childhood I have asked myself questions, questions about forthcoming perpectives, about my possibility of evolution, about the ways of diversification that bring the world to the end of one of its expansions; all these interrogations can be summed up in one sacred quest: how to become an incredible monster?

When your dad lets you get away with everything, then you meet the real world, the real world with real speedsters. If they can’t teach her at home, someone will teach her in the street....and the dildo of consequences rarely arrives lubed.

Finally, I woke up.

I really don’t miss the way i viewed the world before i knew so much about Pornware. For the first time in my life I visualized what would happen in the end. Proof that not all responses need to come in the present, sometimes you need to chill and respond later for a better response.

What is Pornware?

_A malware of pornography.

_A series of what-if moments in porn.

_One of the funniest things ever.

Pornware#1 was the first class in my personal porn academia. Simply: I knew what to do, someone told me why.

It’s amazing how only in the Pornware-dimension, every girl seemed to me sincerely and tremendously alive. The first time i’ve seen the acid colors of my vomit coming out of the speculum stuck in that hole between the long legs of an upside-down body, my mind wavered….what the hell is this show? So I decided to share my little pussy, experience the softness and the fleshy shivers of the others, remaining untouched outside the circus.

...look at the camera! Does art imitate life, or does life imitate art? Both.

1_ Pornware is a series of disconnected situations characterized by the whim of its creator: “he Looks like a trained fucker with a cognitive agitation”, I thought at a first sight. And G*d only knows how right I was. “If i keep touchin’ him i’ll became the female version of him..!”

2_ The persistent error is due to the inability of the flesh to convey the idea.

3_ The abolition of error is a factor of evolution.

I evolved.

In a beautiful monster, a superheroine.

It was the most realistic exploitation of a super power I’ve ever do.

“In Pornware#2 i’m going to be more insane”...That’s what I knew.

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your Daisy //

_Postulate ⳁ.1 / Context.

Pornography is, no doubt, a binding aesthetic element of the digital age. Uprooted from the economic system, it regresses from a display of obscenity and remains devoid of its subversive component. In turn, it acquires an anti-individual work-force component and elevates itself to a dimension of desire without gain in an antithetical emanation.

_Postulate ⲅ.2 / Flesh.

The intensity of sexual representation in V.L.F. Laboratories is due to two perturbing factors: absence of predetermined physical reaction (1) and absence of facial expressions (2).

1. The 22 female presences in the circus of flesh represented are deformed into sincere dolls in their lack of freedom and initiative, hyper-humanized due to their direct absence of predictability.

2. An enriching ingredient of sexual effectiveness, masked faces ensure constant variation of body language. To the detriment of physical solicitation, the mind is elsewhere.

_Postulate Ϣ.3 / Representation.

The removal of physical empathy and the mechanization of the promiscuous copulatory act place the visual products of the V.L.F. Laboratories in genre cinema described with the term pornography. The sexual substance, through scoptophilia, becomes a product capable of arousing a sacredness of the body that has no similarities with the pornographic industry downgraded to a consumer product.

The pure reproduction, the artifice of aimless play, the correspondence of desires and situations within which they are experienced, make our pornography a figuration of what it is not.

Preferring perception to correspondence, the Laboratories offer the feasibility of a theologization of the sexual body to the pearls that possess the elements predisposed to the digestion of Matter and to the defecation of tangible reality.

_Postulate ⲕ.4 / Conclusion.

The copulative function of the body does not transmit arousal and is not involved in any type of sexual liberation; two conditions that ultimately do not exist. The pornography of the V.L.F. Laboratories celebrates the Non-existence.

your Daisy //

V.L.F. Laboratories

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