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Rating: Volemose bene is over. Here, there is no more of the artist’s deluge but the pure, objective shit. The pasolinian recantation is total and recalls Mishima’s ruthless conversion, along with all the suicides you want. As he himself says, the word hope no longer exists in his vocabulary. He transforms the 666 from the beach into PPP, drastic and definitive: Think, Speak, Lose.
The violent nature of the Friulian presents itself here in all its nakedness, fueled by the lies of everything that surrounds him. The rejection of everything done before is blatant: I played the snob until now, I put my ass in private, now I don't. The revolt is total, the disgust for life, that kind of life, disintegrates the consenting communication, the game gets tough, the game is not "that" game: this will cost him his life.
In the dismantling of false good principles, Pasolini discovers the harsh reality of Moloch (today shamelessly displayed at the Colosseum, guess by whom?) that, with possessions, governs the world through the assumptions implemented by parasitic astral entities. The “cycle” is seasoned, the Marquis is served, the tampon is provided: Is this the party? Sadistic whisperers for the executioners, masochistic whisperers for the victims, the same playing field: "Divide and it will pass!" Collusions for damnations, the most heinous evil equal to the purest goodness, equal. All illusions, they keep feeding the "Beast"...
The rituals of sperm, piss, blood, and shit are continuous even in their psychic manifestations. The open-air hell is served: sodomy, coprophagia, necrophilia, and various tortures mark the new regulation of the days: it seems to me that I see our immediate future, already well “decreed” today, if we continue to give silent consent to the systematic and ongoing screwing by the "pandemic masters" who are calming all their sheep with a (de)stabilizing “everything will be alright,” only to take them to the slaughterhouse "properly gagged" towards an “inezionCina liberatutti!”
Pasolini knew about the newborn human skin bubbles of that filthy Boniface VIII, after all, it was in via Caetani that Moro was found. Watch out (beyond the pyramid) long Pier Paolo, compliments. Like a tram hit, the truth overwhelms us that in our existences the soul does not exist, the flesh reigns decayed and decays, encrusting our immortal essence. A humanity of "lost at sea." Indolents who believe they are "good people," infinite human miseries, from one side and the other, pure duality.
Pasolini pays the price for persistent power in pontificating putrefaction advocating for posthumous peace in proposing sin, offering palliatives to practice purity dangerous for the pentacular continuation of the plutocratic plans of the pedosatanist masters.
The violent end of the author reflects the ferocious seriality of the death boomerang. More horrific is the film in the preambles to the tortures, recounted in the hall by the women, than in the enactment of the tortures themselves. Encyclopedic becomes the path of no return. From the nursery rhyme of power, there is no escape: "One, two, three, all up your ass!" And off with the tango! Or was it a waltz?
"Pier Paolo, what are you doing these days?" Here in the cave, miserably, one still slumbers grandly...
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