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  Autobiography of Jesus Christ GG Allin, from birth to the Ann Arbor Incident.
  GG ALLINAmerica's Favorite Son UNCOOL - UNCLEAN - UNACCEPTABLE  A personality has different ways of releasing itself and its tension. Allin's was in madness and Rock n Roll...  –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Childhood EssayFIRST 10 YEARS –––––––––– BORN:   Jesus Christ AllinAugust 29, 1956Lancaster, NH The first 5 years of my life were infested with sickness & violence. It consisted of living in alog cabin in the northern woods of New Hampshire with father, mother, & brother. It was anextremely real, primitive, anti-social existence with no running water, little heat, and unbearablyclaustrophobic. We boiled water, laundered, and bathed in a very tiny, chipped sink. I wasimmensely sick with asthma, always fighting to breathe amidst emotionally uncomfortableconditions within a cabin where the wall colours were that of the ever-peeling paint strips. Welived in darkness. Father hated light. He also didn't care much for the company of other people.The surrounding air was suffocated in eerie tensions, filled with violence, despair and endlessdestruction. We were more like prisoners than a family. We were prisoners to father, and fatherwas a prisoner of himself. He always had planned to kill my brother and I, then commit suicidewith mother. This was brought to our attention on many a blistering occasion.Father despised pleasures around the cabin and would consciously not allow anyenjoyable items to enter into our home. If he found anything in our possessions that weenjoyed, he would take it out in the woods behind the cabin and bury it. We were allowed verylittle contact with others, we had no phone, and activities were limited. If someone came by tovisit, we would all be made ot hide or pay severe consequences. So we would hide. But itdeveloped into our world. It's all we knew at the time. If mother ever refused him sex, he wouldfuriously drag the bed out onto the grounds and burn it, setting it on fire as if all our souls werealive in the flames. Towards the end of a long, barbaric 5 years, mother was plotting to engagein our escape. She had previously tried but I was kidnapped in the failed attempt. But finallyone day when father was at work in the papermill, mother packed us up swiftly leaving behindeverything that could not be carried and we then escaped. Leaving behind the first 5 years of my life. A 5 years that would be scratched into my soul for eternity.The first things she did soon after were to divorce father and change my name from JesusChrist Allin to Kevin Michael Allin. But more violent confrontations followed throughout theyears. Mother started dating men with a flair for guns and mayhem. We were again held atgunpoint on occasions and threatened by death. But mother was getting tougher. She draggedbrother and I through all of these hardships & chaos and raised us despite all of the manycomplications and sacrifices in her life. I began hating, not trusting, fighting, and feeling very  distant to everyone and everything. At a very early age. I observed the world around me as amere movie. A movie full of culprits and phonies. I was the leading man outside of the screenwith a hammer just waiting for my chance to smash it all to oblivion. I became introverted,keeping things locked up inside the inner fractions of my ever-expanding brain map. I hung outand did what I had to do to survive in any situation. Brother and I became partners in drugdealing and theft. I never felt like I belonged around anyone, I was never intimidated. I feltsuperior. I hated school and all the other students. In the very early days of schooling I wouldpurposely piss my pants so the teachers would send me home. In later days I would just sayfuck it, and never go, choosing to break into houses or cars in parking lots to amuse myself andmy finances.My principal once told me that I was a penny waiting for change. But I suspect that Iirritated him probably because I was making more money than he was. I also hadpredetermined very early in life that I obtained a special, very powerful soul that nobody couldor would conceive or be able to stop me from achieving whatever I wanted. An irritating firewas building up inside of me from a seed that was planted at my birth. It was now starting toblossom. Evil fires and powerful conclusions were alive and spreading like wildfire within myburning, dark soul. Nothing around me would ever compete again. Bizarre personalities wereawakening within. Personalities that later in life would have me visiting a psychiatrist. I wasencouraged to go by the people around me. But I refused to let it penetrate, for I knew who Iwas even if nobody else did. I would prevail and accelerate over their unimportant, boring,stagnating lives. I realize now that these personalities were the demons living inside of me. Iwelcomed them as my friends. Later in life I would have intercourse with the devil himself. Ilearned how to manipulate people very early in life, I had to. I could always make anyonebelieve what I had to make them believe. But the bottom line was, when you turn your back, I'llstab you in it. I also enjoyed wearing mother's clothes as well. Men's clothes were boring anunimaginative. I was a wild child who wanted to look outrageous and bright, even if I wasfilled with inner darkness and machine gun thoughts.Sexual abnormalities were awakening. I liked to play under the table when mother hadcompany, while the folks were playing cards, etc. I would crawl beneath the table to check outthe tightly fitted panties and fantasize. Soon fantasy became reality. I got off sucking the crustycunt scrapings of mother's panties and later, on my aunt's, for that matter, anywhere I would go.I would raid hampers, garbage cans, and toilets for panties, snot rags, piss, shit, bloody rags,etc. If female company came over I would always fix the toilet so it wouldn't flush. That way Icould go in afterwards and feast on body fluids while jerking off. Later in life I would hang outat sleazy bars and bus stations collecting jars of piss and defecation for my sexual habits. I wasalways masturbating. All throughout my school years I had a constant erection. The first sex Ihad with another human was with brother. But later in life sexual confrontations with thesmelliest of prostitutes, living and dead animals would prevail. I always felt like my parentsmust have found me on the ground somewhere and that the darkness of night came from analien storm, leaving me from another galaxy on the back grounds of that broken down cabin... CONCLUSION My demons, inner strengths and physical battles have guided me through life. My demons andI are not compatible. We never have been and never will be. We invite you to danger, andpossibly, DEATH. We want your blood, then we want you to vanish... I guess after all I mustbe my father's son, I am the second coming of Jesus Christ through aim and constant fire...GG ALLIN
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