The world was not created for us. The world was not created by us.
The world created us; and rebellious and obstinate as we were,
we turned on that which bred us; only we forgot to note that
when our host dies, so do we.
The world was not created for us. The world was not created by us.
The world created us; and rebellious and obstinate as we were,
we turned on that which bred us; only we forgot to note that
when our host dies, so do we.
It seems indeed misfortune has once again fallen upon me; comments left by a Christian deviator. Three comments were left by this delusional soul, de-linked from the matrices of reality they roam:
It seems to me that if you are going to make such statements about Christianity, you should do your homework first. God made us perfect in the beginning; there was no death, no sin, and no suffering. He gave us free will, because he wanted someone to love him because they wanted to, not because they had to. When Adam and Eve disobeyed God, they brought sin and suffering and death into the world. God ( although you might refer to it as a “rule” told them not to eat of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, because he wanted to protect them. Just like your parents might tell you that drinking bleach isn’t such a great idea, God told Adam and Eve not to eat the fruit because it wasn’t a good idea. Some people might ask why god put the tree there if He knew it was going to happen. He put it there so we could choose.
Thus spoke the diseased; empty words meaning nothing were uttered, and by deaf ears they were rejected. It seems to me you have not done your homework, dear Christian Deviator; for as Ephesians 1:4-5 tells us, free will does not exist:
He hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love: Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will.
Deuteronomy 30:19:
I call heaven and earth to record this day against you, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live:
Now, it’s true that on occasions the Bible does contradict itself on this matter and allude to free will existing, though to be honest those are few in comparison to the opposite. And God sure is one cruel old sick bastard, punishing the entirety of humanity forever because of humans giving in to the curse bestowed upon them by God; curiosity. Alas, he was not satisfied, more had to be said, commenting a photoshopped picture I posted it said:
That little cartoon says that God “tells us what to do”. This is a very narrow minded statement. God tells us to do certain things for our protection. People think Christianity is *a bunch of rules* but really its a a lot of promises.
Why yes Stutter-kun, I’ve never said Christianity was a “bunch of rules”. I have said it’s a bunch of inept tripe, however, which I maintain. But as with any so extensive a work, they have to say a few things that can be useful and bright, or just common sense; but most of it is just stupid, especially if you interpret it literally, which a surprising amount of people really do, regardless of what more progressive religionists claim.
Deuteronomy 22:5: The woman shall not wear that which pertaineth unto a man, neither shall a man put on a woman’s garment: for all that do so are abomination unto the LORD thy God.
God gives you a choice; Love or Suffer Eternally.
The poster of those comments also said;
Ha no freedom. Ya, thats a bunch of BS. And have you ever looked up the definition of religion?
on the “About” page, which I am not able to connect to anything said on the page. Also note that I do not believe in free will, nor do I believe in any supernatural diety.
He defines a narcissistic culture as one in which every activity and relationship is defined by the hedonistic need to acquire the symbols of spiritual wealth, this becoming the only expression of rigid, yet covert, social hierarchies. It is a culture where liberalism only exists insofar as it serves a consumer society, and even art, sex and religion lose their liberating power.
In such a society of constant competition, there can be no allies, and little transparency. The threats to acquisitions of social symbols are so numerous, varied and frequently incomprehensible, that defensiveness, as well as competitiveness, becomes a way of life. Any real sense of community is undermined — or even destroyed — to be replaced by virtual equivalents that strive, unsuccessfully, to synthesize a sense of community. It can mean also many other things.
Democracy is unstable as a political system as long as it remains a political system and nothing more, instead of being, as it should be, not only a form of government but a type of society, and a manner of life which is in harmony with that type. To make it a type of society requires an advance along two lines. It involves, in the first place, the resolute elimination of all forms of special privilege which favour some groups and depress other, whether their source be differences of environment, of education, or of pecuniary income. It involves, in the second place, the conversion of economic power, now often an irresponsible tyrant, into a servant of society, working within clearly defined limits and accountable for its actions to a public authority. –R.H. Tawney, Keeping Left (1950)
The morning sun scorches the dying bees; earthquake predictions are regularly ignored so as to avoid causing undue panic should the predictions be faulty – which they quite often are. Local television news report of the 7.9 Mw earthquake event as thought it was brought on by “climate change” and “global warming”; and at the same time the Myanmar junta is slow to respond to offers of help, scared as though they must be to appear weak and scared to accept help from people that just some months earlier called for their overthrow and prayed persistently for their deaths when the pompous monks demanded a resumption of fuel subsidies.
The Chinese government allows free market elements, yet now they are bad for doing so; the government was not firm enough when handling out construction contracts; was it not just following the recommendations of the IMF and World Bank (the scum of the world in my book, so to say) economists. It is their fault, their fault; when it happens to us it is by accident, when it happens to the ideological enemy, we are always quick to blame.
Light goes up.
The Soviets do what the U.S. does; when the U.S. or its allies do something, it is done for freedom, liberty and prosperity; the soviets do the same, and it is an act of dangerous aggression, a fascistic totalitarian act of despicable inhumanity. We will liberate you. Let you taste the air of freedom—the same system as before, we just changed the faces of the rulers and the empty words they spew.
What you are I was, what I am you will be.
It is double-think; not mere allegory, not mere criticism, it is vast and it is efficient, intelligent and deep, profound;
. . , the rulers of mankind . . . maintain side by side two standards of social ethics, without the risk of their colliding. Keeping one set of values for use, and another for display, they combine, without conscious insincerity, the moral satisfaction of idealistic principles with the material advantages of realistic practice.
The Tibet question persistently calls for a final solution; once and for all the Tibetan Youth Congress and the Government of Tibet in Exile must be eradicated by vigorous effort from the side of our beloved Chinese comrades. No longer can this vile excuse of a campaign against the glorious Middle Kingdom be tolerated; no longer can the infantile westerners looking down from upon their softly rocking moral high-horse be allowed to roam free. Renfail was sent off to China, arrived late last week; The Evening Whore cites five things he should bring up, which included free movements for foreign press within China… Hu will laugh at Renfails ugly warped face as he utters the sad words in mangled English to the interpreter.
Some kids apparently wanted to murder the useless douche Chuck Norris. It’s about time someone takes time to remove that cancerous curse from the face of this planet, that no-good repugnant Christian lunatic should be “fixed”. Whacked. Though the kids’ death-threats were most likely jokes. I joke like that all the time. It’s hilarious. I recall a friend in school who once called in a bomb threat to a local school, though sadly he was not articulate enough for them to comprehend his half-laughed shouting: “In 2 hours it’ll blow!” I’m sure many laughs would have been had if only he’d taken time to calm down before uttering it all.
Chuck Norris does not miss the opportunity to promote his own solution to the marginalisation of certain students; he preaches to those “lost souls” and offer salvation… in martial arts. Chuck Norris the retard, the subject of a stupid pathetic Internet meme some years ago that certain ill fellows still think is hilarious—would not be missed if he were to depart this world. His accursed wretchedness is inexcusable.
In other news, brain-dead Evening Whore-forums poster CREST, or as he is also known as “crust”, went on to appear once again with a show of his splendid intelligence when he praised Fredrik Reinfeldt (Renfail) for his very bright activities in China a few days ago. Renfail left the Administration, or as he himself likes to think of it, Hu Jintao personally, a list of 13 degenerate human rights activists which he would like to see freed from Chinese prisons. It was much applauded at home in Sweden, were locals suffering from a inane belief in their own importance believed it to be an significant move that would actually prompt the Chinese meet the demands for democratisation.
Alas, Dalai Lama, once funded by the CIA back in the olden times as means to provide insurgency in the region and check Chinese influence, has found much better realms of existence. He now goes on political crusades for democracy and other disgusting things, and constantly tours the western world while speaking vague rubbish before audiences of inbred mongrels. Flat tax, fair tax, same shit; all the same, democracy, shitocracy (funny as hell, I know, right?), democrazy, democide, genocide, the subversive groups must be purged, fixed; kill Dalai Lama, nuke England, seize power in the U.S., outlaw political campaigning for the flat tax, jail people that disagree, have people for pets in your dungeon—
Circles in the snow, the autumn leaves fall from the trees, colours white and brown, a disgusting mishmash – scissors in the flesh, the accursed liberals seizing the world; the collapse of the USSR the greatest disaster in history, now unchecked liberal democracy is infecting the world, human rights galore. Outlaw Amnesty International, jail activists! Stop free choice! Stop the free market! The world endlessly spiralling downwards uncontrollably, towards a black abyss, across the river children cry for their dead mothers…
Force feed me your love-nectar, my dear–
A lunatic is a lunatic is a lunatic.
I had a dream. A dream wherein the world was flat, and in the sky huge detached heads hung with bulbous cheeks blowing the currents of the wind; a 1700’s copper stick mangled into a pornographic panorama – meaning what? The “Dream-coach” could not tell me, he merely raved on about personal issues I felt were in no way related to the issue at hand. But such is our individualist society. Every human a universe on its own, unrelated; betwixt the different universes are no threads, no connections, just magnetic forces distantly acting upon one-another, constellations of stars radiating rays of energy into space too faint to be seen, worm-holes, spatial paradoxes—the enigma, the unexplainable, remains unexplained; the knowledge we could not gain because we were busy contemplating whether we should wear a red or a blue tie to the graduation ceremony.
The focus lost, in Tibet the separatists, the brainless ethnocentric scum, running in circles on the streets of Lhasa; this is lend-lease; “we give you the guns, but you fight”, thus spake Dalai Lama, the old uninterested leader—the Brezhnev of the East—and flushed down a handful of painkillers with a shot of whiskey. I am from The League of the Militant Godless; we come to you tonight with only one goal in mind. We shall put your God on the cross, to prove to you it is a mere mortal much like you; we are well-exercised in the fine art of executing ideas. An Idea can survive the longest human lifespan, but it cannot survive us. We’ll light a fire underneath the cross and dance, and we’ll say “Nyah” a million times before the fire dies.
Love - don’t love
That depends on the eye that sees,
that depends on the heart that beats.Deep down inside I long (nothing will be like before)
Deep down inside I cry (nothing will be like before)
Deep down insideA volcano - an ocean of time
A cloud creates shadows of doubtsDeep down inside I long (nothing will be like before)
Deep down inside I cry (nothing will be like before)
Deep down inside I grief (nothing will be like before)
Deep down insideA closed hand,
bloody string.
A closed mind -
angel blind
There is a medicineDeep down inside I long (nothing will be like before)
Deep down inside I cry (nothing will be like before)
Deep down inside I grief (nothing will be like before)
Deep down inside
Life… stretches ahead of us, ugly and misshaped, a grotesque deformed gorilla baby with legs growing out of its rectum. The skin so hairless and lacking any detail, just a dark and rough skin, underneath which hides that frightening brown flesh… threads woven densely, impossible to cut into even by the most advanced sharp knives and laser equipment. What am I trying to say by this nonsensical rambling? – not sure, if anything – maybe the nothingness, the utter nonsense, is a point in itself? Or maybe that is just a contemplation resulting from confusion – confusing who, really? That which is I – which is to say a spatial collection of subatomic particles and organic-electric currents – is not confused, it must be you. Take my hand; let us dance, across the iron rails of the stairs up to the Reichshalle entrance. Underneath the silky Red Flag, let us kiss; besiege tradition with the hideous clothes we wear, sewn into our flesh—
< But the time – or rather, the sand – has run out, and as we fight on to find the secrets of the buried ferns, we eventually realise our work is in vain. What we do is irrelevant. In fact, everything is irrelevant, null; a big spread emptiness. Tinfoil on your head, NWO, Alex Jones, I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again, perish, perish; all you need to do is Perish. Michael Savage, aka Michael WEINER (no coincidence there, that much is sure), there is more than one thing that is a mental disease, and that is not only liberalism, but also conservatism.
Weiner’s campaign was unsuccessful, and he and his father excoriated the left for anti-Semitism as the reason for his loss on his father’s radio show.
Weiner—I can’t forget about his name. Not a chance in Valhalla that it is a coincidence; let us bash the left, they all hate Jews (except the evil communists in the ADL and ACLU, right?) – though again and again I find myself reading about a person who just turns out to be the most absurd fail ever… and then, it turns out he’s a Jew. Though, exceptions to the rule do of course exist – let us for example recall the brevity and intelligence of Lazar Kaganovich and all the good things he achieved. I’ll step on you with my high heels if you disagree. Verbal zero-tolerance. Deviation from Party-policy is unacceptable. The five-year plan must be achieved. Protesting is illegal; do not think we are unaware of your subversive plans, do not think we are unaware of your foolish misconceptions. We can read your mind.
We read you like a book. In the morning we discuss you over coffee. We know all we need about you, and would something require use to dive deeper into your unconscious, we can do so at will. You cannot defend yourself, you cannot escape. We are everywhere.
We are the resistance and we are the central government. We are the fascists and the communists, the Nazis and the Zionists. We are all things, left, right, up and down, druggies and straight edge. The Ku-Klux-Klan and the Freeway Revolt, it was all our workings, just for the sake of petty laughs.
A man shoots eight people at a Jewish school. Just days after Israel completed the killing of over a hundred Palestinians. As you all know I am not a supporter of human rights, but quite clearly, most media has responded very strongly to this event, something that stands in contradiction to their response to the Israeli excesses recently. Israel is very keen to keep the KPD (Kills per death) ratio up. Under 200 is unacceptable, so in order to “level the playing field” they have sex on the control panel at the central command while pretending they are adhering to some ancient Jewish rite, and end up sporadically launching a few missiles at civilian structures. If anyone asks, they’ll just say it was a raid on “terrorist nests”, you know, like when you’re dealing with a vermin infestation.
Perhaps a nice war is brewing in South America. Some neighbouring countries are angry at the retarded Colombians – one of the primary U.S. proxy states in the region - after they engaged in a few military activities on other countries soil. In other news – whalers shot a protesting environmentalist cunt. I hope we will see more such things in the future. Too bad he didn’t die. He should not have worn a Kevlar vest. Blood drained from aging pigs. Marches – protests – useless, puny; vile displays of… perceived self-importance… the value of a vote… is nil.
Gordon Brack (Brown) was much displeased to learn of some anti-war people being mean to people wearing uniform. Like it is a serious thing; soldiers should be able to deal with the psychological stress of such harassment. They are paid killers of course, and there’s nothing wrong with that, but let’s not use some stupid fashionable words to avoid the clash between this and the liberal-democratic conception of rights, and especially human rights.
Israel must be pushed into the ocean… shoved off the continent… and back to where it should have been in the first place… New York City. See what I did there? Anti-Semitic joke. Funny, wasn’t it? Especially if you are a Jew, right? The corrupt and evil Zionist psychosis organisation American Israel Public Affairs Committee (AIPAC) is dedicated to securing that the Hezbollah TV-station be designed a terrorist organisation… it’s crucial to prevent your opponent from providing information that disagrees with your own propaganda. The U.S. accused China of increasing their military spending. It was said that “their spending is much higher than the official numbers show”, something that is ironic given the fact that the U.S. Department of Defence spending is partially kept secret (20-30% of spending earmarked for ‘black’ projects) and away from independent book-keeping, and on top of that dispelling parts of the actual DoD budget on other government departments, to make it seem smaller than it really is. Some estimate that the practical budget for 2008 will be moving in on $1 trillion dollars.
Sexual preference is in no way a classification, merely a vague bit of information; those who somehow identify by their sexual preferences are disgusting and should be shot. As should anyone ever wanting to have children, or anyone who has ever been loyal to neo-liberal conceptions and lassies-faire… or anyone that for some reason perceive gender to be a part of their identity. Kill with fire. Just kill everything with fire. None of it’s of any worth either way.
Sex is revolting. As are human bodies, really, up close and naked they reveal the most hideous flaps of flesh, grotesque by any standards, mountains towering here and there from uneven tectonic plates, protruding mounds with deep abysses and fault lines crisscrossing the landmasses. Not to mention the disgusting genitals… dark unexplored caves with repulsively coloured and uneven walls and hidden sacs, or a strange tower of Babylon strangled by the most hideous worming veins, crowned by a purplish monks exposed skull. Their eyes so playfully alluring, covering up the most warped of secrets like the impressive governments of conspiracy nuts midnight entertainment. As the skin is torn off it reveals the utterly offensive muscular tissue and all the organs engaged in energy-conversion of various sorts, ugly organs, defective, sensitive, prone to failure. Not built to last, like modern kitchen appliances and clothes or NASA’s space shuttles.
When I see people discuss such utterly trivial nonsense such as sex with their friends I want to have my secret police round them up and send them off to the re-education and labour camps. If they ever come back from there they will no longer be interested in pathetic travesties. No longer will their topics of choice be the size of their friend’s asses and tits, or how fucking funny that inane party last Saturday was and how loaded they got, but worldly topics beyond their own selfish sphere. They’ll no longer ponder the joy of driving whilst drunk or how fucking awesome smoking joints is, they will feel no joy, their hearts will be squeezed empty and filled with relentless hatred. Never again will they enjoy their own existence and vanity will be uninteresting to them.
I don’t see any paradox in wanting to end humanity and being appalled at the utter inanity of humans and their lack of emotion. People aspiring to satisfy their own selfish desires offend me, not people without emotion. Sex is a primitive drive to assure the survival of the species. Humans must aspire to move above the retardation of the past, the mammalian habits and behaviours we sadly inherited. With technical enhancements this might one day be reality, though I have no hope ever this will be realised. I know that technology will not be used in constructive ways, but will only be used to produce cloned designer babies in child factories. In the future you will choose by way of a corporate catalogue of offers what kind of a child you want. Who cares what is “natural”, there’s no “natural” state on this planet; existence is ever-changing.
Everything is wrong, flawed; thrown away, forgotten, resigned. I don’t much care what people think of what I say, though I do care about how I appear physically. I dress sloppily, but I never talk to people unless they talk to me first, and if they do I only use the absolute minimum of talk required to get away quickly. I appear hateful, bitter and as a fanatic Stalinist lunatic with a million emotional problems, and I am absolutely aware of why no one in the world wants me, but I’m not sure I care all that much.
It’s a lesson of life; one must deal with the reality; not give in to the foolish instincts that say we must find a mate and reproduce and learn to become a hermit, isolated from the waves of retardation that flow like poison through the populace; the toxins of liberal democracy and the illusion of “freedom”. One must realise the insignificance of ones every action. Nothing matters or makes a difference. Offing oneself the only real solution. Everything else just postponing the inevitable. Every drug-abusing rock-failure ends up with children three marriages later, so much for trying to outrun the instincts… just another meaningless attempt to break away from the bondage of existence, by the claws of Nature devoured…