Star friendship

-"The Gay Science", 279. Friedrich Nietzsche

Star friendship.— We were friends and have become estranged. But this was right, and we do not want to conceal and obscure it from ourselves as if we had reason to feel ashamed. We are two ships each of which has its goal and course; our paths may cross and we may celebrate a feast together, as we did—and then the good ships rested so quietly in one harbor and one sunshine that it may have looked as if they had reached their goal and as if they had one goal. But then the almighty force of our tasks drove us apart again into different seas and sunny zones, and perhaps we shall never see one another again,—perhaps we shall meet again but fail to recognize each other: our exposure to different seas and suns has changed us! That we have to become estranged is the law above us: by the same token we should also become more venerable for each other! And thus the memory of our former friendship should become more sacred! There is probably a tremendous but invisible stellar orbit in which our very different ways and goals may be included as small parts of this path,—let us rise up to this thought! But our life is too short and our power of vision too small for us to be more than friends in the sense of this sublime possibility.— Let us then believe in our star friendship even if we should be compelled to be earth enemies.

I am not your hero

E.V.P. can make a person flypaper for demons, especially when they have current "issues". which I do

Astral Projection is useless if the individual has "issues" and ends up merely wandering around semi-real consensus realms of their own creation. That's currently me.

I am a former pothead and a current struggling alcoholic. wo is me, boo hoo...

I re-iterate my stance "get your own proof!"

In the recent months, I have re-appreciated the esoteric, the occult. As much as I crave for The Knowing, one must put things in perspective and look oneself in the mirror and not flinch from what they see. I see a soul beset by demons, beset by addictions. Filled to hatred to crisis point, a man on edge...

Therefore, I try to focus on the little things these days. Get my "Buddha" on...

My currently spiritually flabby ass would be useless in the paranormal arena at this point! Thank the Gods it is only 2008. Yes, I do believe in 2012 something will happen.

I am nobody's hero. I make noise, and much of it makes sense. But that noise and fury and activity must benefit me, foremost. Check your spiritual pulse, and ask yourself this - are you constantly turning to others to jump-start yours, to get it beating again?

What is this blog primarily? A message in a bottle among countless other millions online. I was here, I existed. I perceived elements of the truth of reality and strived to get somewhere with my newfound wisdom. The end to the saga of my struggle is yet to be written, but realise this - it is a profoundly selfish saga.

I was born a "bad seed". Daddy never diddled me, and high school didnt traumatize all that much! I am what I am. Savage. Frustrated. Mean. This mortal life right now in the 21st century is Hell for one such as myself, and I must admit that I do welcome Death, but not yet...not yet...

A reason to live for one such as myself? Paranormal Knowledge and Aptitude. Problem is, all I have to do is walk out my door in the morning and see "dawn of the dead" (ie. the public) and my enthusiasm plummets and I just crave for out. But out right now would have many unwanted terms and conditions connected, which I am unwilling to accept, and their consequences I am unwilling to volitionally undergo.

Do you want a reason to live? are you beset by demons? well guess what, if you died right now those demons will be waiting for you on the other side, and you may not be strong enough to fend them off. This is my own rationale...

I am not your hero. I am beset by demons, and every day is the worst day of my life. I am bitter and twisted and long for Nuclear Annihilation of much of this shitty planet! Come, Great Depression, Come, Ecological Melt-Down. Oh Nature, destroy this stagnation, this house of cards built on sand that society calls "progress"...

I am scarcely my own hero, I am a bad seed and dread to consider who or what I may have been in a previous life. I got issues, leave me be. I need to crawl into my Hermit's hole and pray to the Divine and hope my suffering can be assuaged...

Be Your Own Hero

Fuck you, Zionists

I see through the bullshit. Your dissembling over how any criticism is racially motivated is old and tired, tepid and useless. Truth and Reason shall bulldoze your shit. It has, continues to and My God just wait to see what the future holds.

We KNOW that you, yes YOU - they, THEM - you fuckers control our Mass Media, influence American Foreign Policy and have escalated our emnity with the Muslims, therefore forcing into a civilizational war perhaps a few decades too early, oh yeah and also we die in our drives so that the fake nation-state of Israel can continue to survive.

What more is there to say, really? Fuck You. Deeply, from the bottom of my heart