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Monday, April 2, 2012

Orgonomics!

It's not a Reagan administration attempt to explain the reasons why you should not be an official, state driver's license donor--you know, with the little heart. While there may be many rich teenage girls asking for the cute icon and unwittingly passing their newly-crashed supple hearts down to the less fortunate (yeah, right), orgonomics is actually a branch of highly secretive [sic] psychoscience dealing with orgone energy.

Orson (Orgone?) Bean wrote in his memoir, Me and the Orgone, that it was akin to the feeling after smoking a good "stick of pot." Bill Burroughs was an enthusiast, claiming that after a half an hour sitting in his orgone box alleviated his junk sickness.


Reich also invented a contraption that could wrangle orgone energy in the atmosphere into producing rain from clouds, called a Cloudbuster.
Now you know who to call when you want it to rain.
 Looks like a church organ machine gun. Materials: 6 PVC pipes tuned to the Aeolian mode, twenty garden hoses, a bedframe, and a...what, 50lb? barbell. Done.



Also, the marveloso Kate Bush made this video a long time ago:




So for all you DIY kids out there, here's how to get started on your very own orgone accumulator:




An example of the finished product (sans rabbit fur):



Looks pretty harmless, eh? And it only takes up about as much space in your apartment as a refrigerator. But all in all, not such a bad price to peigh for the ultimate psychosexual experiance. [sicsicsicsicsic]


Finally, now there's a way to autoeroticize without having to change my dang batteries all the time!
                                                                             ~Fin~