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Permalink Reply by Kevin Hall on -
Depressingly fatalist, morbidly truthful, irresistibly Nietzschean. A meandering trawl through disciplines such as genetics, psychology and culture that culminates in a theory of evil, purporting to explain its historical necessity, its creative potential and the possibility of it ever being vanquished. The odds do not appear to be good. Peace is submission, social hierarchies are natural, ideas are polarizing, and liberal individualism is invidious to the collective “superorganism” that both oppresses, nourishes and saves us. AND ...
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Permalink Reply by alas de ellendeh on -
seriously your not saying nirvana spelled backwards is hitlerean fascism and fascism swastika spelled backwards is still that and not the indian Nirwana??? the previous i agree yes, IDEAS are polarizing but SOLUTIONS, are not polarizing and that is why there is polarization because they have no solutions... socialism communism right wing, thats what polarizes, they are old redundant ideas now, but in fact none have support or possibility for any artist to join them concidering its a very long walk and the people to decide can only allow 5 percent, which is not enough. but if my site gets online, you can have a competition of actuall all round solution, and one does n't need the government, or, better yet, the government will be running chasing the voter on my site system or newer systems and beg to get the solutions built.
Besides, i do not prior agree with Jon Stewart that the moon and tides is gravity alone and that its all so simple and we can laugh at allegoric or religious awe for this. Einstein already proved that reality is in fact not actually working in logical terms. It goes beyond that believe me, there is a lot more going on... If the universe created religion or fantasy whatever you prefer, then it sure seems the only artistic beauty mankind has ever danced around, and it sure seems it is the excuse for greed and war, the excuse for stupidity too, but not the cause of it.
In fact... what is socialism communism capitalism??
social is some well fare for ones left out of option, this is strange to me in a world where more people get poor the rich manage to have socialism blasphemy but well.
not my concern then. if they can't inform maybe well, the masses are the power if they are too dumb to have some little health insurance and some bread demanded of the government seriously.
second, communism? all goods provided by the state and the same reality for all
well, thats basically what has happened everyone the same car, some flat, same instant residential house, no culture or religion survives today, its all commercial but in the end, communist style produce of atheist provide whatever at cheap price.
capitalism? a free competition of industries for the best dialectic course of society?
well.
that is actually, communism, since the buyer of the product will decide, which in this time, has seen people buy hamburgers and souvenirs, if you got that owned, you make a lot of money, if you make a simple movie, you make a lot of money.
what are people complaining about anyway?
i don't like it, i should be complaining, but i'm giving new answers, but people then say i'm a fucking lunatic.
hey
as long as people enjoy themselves really.
no, basically, you have to recognize one thing, modern mainstream and these thousands and millions of people working within context of communism fascism etc, are, as you establish, derived from a religion, this was caused by philosophers 200 years ago. Hegel, leading to Marx, nietzsche, Schopenhauer, Sade, Gothic literature, All cause by the idea of subjectivity published in 1873 and continuing the idea of Descartes... After that you had English idealism, and eventually everywhere you reached solipsism, phenomenology, structuralism. What people need to do is, concider the past 200 years of what you can SEE, describe what you SEE... then it will work a lot better...
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Permalink Reply by alas de ellendeh on
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thats what i'm saying, who runs it? skull and bones or skull and bones? concidering the interest in metal of the US army and probably the chinese military. You just better gotta get serious ideas somehow... because the "US governemnt" if you like to call it that, is going to be there, for 2000 more years, if everyone, is going to joke for 2000 more years.
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Permalink Reply by Dark Ill on -
When my soul is si inside poisoned why should i care
i look all white and pale,i am not alloud to fale and why?
I lies in False my dying corpse and then the soul that weigts 23 gem and then,the amazemnt of not cell should i tell what is loosing all hell and the sacred owl.-with its black blue eyes what if nobody dies?
and what if the time that tell what was happening can you tell alien impact to live for ever well.
My book of souls are no,but can tell me them to be myself instead and go to hell.
In this land of white and snow the cold chilling wood fell i didnt see it in a papers of fall.
Welcome my sacred hall of heart and dark of art that nobody tell live ever afterly This second this day.
May my wishes come true and may i fail and have it all course theres no force and evermore i want out whats this falls purpose for that just for me my will is endless.
Not dependeles.
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Permalink Reply by Dark Ill on
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yeah the lessons can be thought and learnt even fall.Thats what makes this so intresting the gadgets..
alas de ellendeh said:thats what i'm saying, who runs it? skull and bones or skull and bones? concidering the interest in metal of the US army and probably the chinese military. You just better gotta get serious ideas somehow... because the "US governemnt" if you like to call it that, is going to be there, for 2000 more years, if everyone, is going to joke for 2000 more years.
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Permalink Reply by Dark Ill on
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WooDoo said:yeah the lessons can be thought and learnt even fall.Thats what makes this so intresting the gadgets..
alas de ellendeh said:thats what i'm saying, who runs it? skull and bones or skull and bones? concidering the interest in metal of the US army and probably the chinese military. You just better gotta get serious ideas somehow... because the "US governemnt" if you like to call it that, is going to be there, for 2000 more years, if everyone, is going to joke for 2000 more years.proof me if that i´m actually here?!Who else..that i live here really?
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Permalink Reply by Dark Ill on
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its crazy as i am lazy
back roads and cross my room little daisy
nothing is stiffing when its not hazy
I saw this morning u and how you disappeared after and ower time
This finishing demon is spreading its timeless plague called el in reality flow
and just know ,it came to me as spider ,that i didnt kill ,i am scared as i sit and it felt ill
Little red spider and it needed no hide anymore looking for infinite score from the sometimes so disapointing shore of avalon keys to babalon.
The finishing hurt and it continues on and on please give me that arav ab as ah wash team.
Let me go on that i know ,that i dont need to excuse for my presens in crescent i have so much to forgive u.
forgive me i dont know why u still miss me ,ill know why its to kill,i know i hurt ,i know u hurt so much and i know u know i hurt.
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Permalink Reply by Siiri Cressey on -
I like that bit.
WooDoo said: shore of avalon keys to babalon.
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Permalink Reply by Siiri Cressey on
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One of my favorites:
The World Is Too Much With Us
By William Wordsworth
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
little we see in Nature that is ours;
we have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
the winds that will be howling at all hours,
and are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
for this, for everything, we are out of tune;
it moves us not.-- Great God! I'd rather be
a Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
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Permalink Reply by alas de ellendeh on
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or a free mangling up keats;
Up the mountains peaks, and now tis burried deep
up the heavens near and underneath and some still shreek and creep
in the next valley glades, not for many still too little lower still not as hell too steep
was it vision, or a waking dream? was it nightmare? or to some ordinary seem...
fled is that music, do i wake or does reality sleep?
and happy melodist, unwearied, doth the stores the vulgar keep?
do the weary of what happy ever saturate and comfort and in silence work and joy?
forever singing songs of worry or unpleased and never new
more unhappy love, unhappy and a malign hour more rage of none where ever love
forever cold and still to cry, be when near but one then gaze in meadows
all breathing passion of the meadows one
supermarket or the mountain peaks none 'bove or down beneath
will overcome
the shreeks of wanting shreeks for lust or love that never come
when all is meadow, where will those of mountains proud and those of meadows lost
be roaming?
who will look they and an answer to their rage be then?
who in hedonic uncares be lost in meadows as soon as love said when?
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Permalink Reply by WhiteRoses on -
In the Catacombs
I went to visit them there,
In catacombs of despair.
I swear I did not see,
The loneliness, that presents
Such a creature.
Like intrinsic webs, the silken cling,
Of yesterday’s kings.
As they sing, so precious,
The lull was captivating,
As I licked my lips,
I could taste the discarded waste of history.
The call, gritted spoils of jagged bones.
Really it was a shore of shattered remains,
Like such things that cannot be seen.
Dig deep to find the sleep,
Where the calcified the remnants,
Are quite like beauty, against the buffing reprisal of stark caress.
Like a tainted book, the corners curled and stuck,
As the creatures snatched smiles, and crept,
Just behind, like the hairs on my neck..
In the catacombs of sleep,
They stalked me there.~Roses
If you liked that you can find more of my stuff here..WhiteRoses Poetry
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