PRO: The whole film plays out like an episode of the Twilight Zone, 'when worlds collide', dealing with culture clash and prejudice in an accelerated way. All the characters are equally solid; foils for every side of an argument. Spencer Tracy plays the elder statesmen confronted with his social 'what-is-itis' and the encroaching limitations he can't see but we can, discovering his heart. Katherine Hepburn plays the emotional and heartfelt mother who reasonably believes in his daughters' will and optimism above any of the social pressure she might face. Katherine Houghton plays the invincible, bright eyed daughter of life who's oblivious to reality to the point it just might work. Sidney Poitier is a quiet, smart, and sensitive doctor coming out of heartbreak, who understands the immense social pressure of an idealised, inter-racial relationship better than anyone knows. Watching the characters viewpoints bounce off each other, break down, reform, is the very stuff of humanity.
The film is a drama that solely thrives on the acting, and it's generally superb, watching the older generation deal with change and fear of the unknown, freedom against security, and that strength could be applied to many of the issues we face today, so this is not a dated work by any means. The central scene between the Prentice men is powerful - watching his father try to convince his son to 'obey reality' at the expense of his heart, out of a misplaced sense of old age, forgotten passion, and arrogant rights. The stereotypes don't remove you from the narrative as long as you are engaged on every side of the debate - I was.
Here is a fantastic piece of dialogue towards the end that speaks for every man facing his father on practically every issue like this.
"You listen to me. You say you don't want to tell me how to live my life. So what do you think you've been doing? You tell me what rights I've got or haven't got, and what I owe to you for what you've done for me. Let me tell you something. I owe you nothing! If you carried that bag a million miles, you did what you're supposed to do! Because you brought me into this world. And from that day you owed me everything you could ever do for me like I will owe my son if I ever have another. But you don't own me! You can't tell me when or where I'm out of line, or try to get me to live my life according to your rules. You don't even know what I am, Dad, you don't know who I am. You don't know how I feel, what I think. And if I tried to explain it the rest of your life you will never understand. You are 30 years older than I am. You and your whole lousy generation believes the way it was for you is the way it's got to be. And not until your whole generation has lain down and died will the dead weight of you be off our backs! You understand, you've got to get off my back! Dad... Dad, you're my father. I'm your son. I love you. I always have and I always will. But you think of yourself as a colored man. I think of myself as a man. Now, I've got a decision to make, hm? And I've got to make it alone, and I gotta make it in a hurry. So would you go out there and see after my mother?"
CON: The energy of the film is roughly the same throughout - we pass through the 3-arc narrative at the same pace throughout, which makes the dramatic peaks and troughs more even and leaves the film often feeling like 'debate club' or an after school special. The last scene is a bit schmaltzy, as is the theme song. It would have been better to make Poitier's character less well off: instead it feels dated and slightly toothless by the final reel.
OVERALL: Powerful must-see drama, all things considered. B.
Friday, 17 December 2010
Thursday, 16 December 2010
Raiders.
PRO: It's infused with classic style but adjusted for the intensity of the modern age. Harrison Ford as Indy - human, smart, charming, and a bit of a goof, centering the audience's attention even when he's off screen. Terrific score from Williams (the main theme, yes, but the Ark theme too, so frightening, powerful, and, well, Hebrew!) Paul Freeman as Belloq, a nasty but fascinated central villain that acts as a great foil for Indy, with this undercurrent of almost friendly, respecting competition, even as they try to kill each other. Great chemistry between Indy and Marion. No CGI. Dashes of humour and sadism throughout. That 'swordfight'. A relentlessly charged, relevant, well paced second half that doesn't let up one bit: setpiece after setpiece. The 'bad dates' scene. Toht - a perfect blend of bottomless slime and pure evil. A gritty visual image that lends the flick some edge. Most of all: a tremendous and spiritually frightening finale that sees God's angels making an appearance of palpable dread.
CON: A slow first half with one scene too much exposition, but necessary to get the film going.
OVERALL: Everything that has been said about this is true. A-.
CON: A slow first half with one scene too much exposition, but necessary to get the film going.
OVERALL: Everything that has been said about this is true. A-.
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Set Point 14.
This can't work, can it? What if something incredibly bad happens and the assured isn't assured at all? What will they think? What is all this?
Actually this isn't ringing true anymore either.
Actually this isn't ringing true anymore either.
Sunday, 12 December 2010
Set Point 16 - Discouragement
This is too difficult. What if everyone else is right and this is all fake? This could just be a giant cult. Am I really changing my life by doing this? It seems too easy, where's the heavy lifting, the sacrifice? It can't be this easy. 1 step forward and 2 steps back. I should just throw in the towel and accept this thing is going to take me out. They were right all along, surely. This is real bad news. I don't know who to trust anymore. At least I don't feel paralyzing rage at this point. I'm sorry, school, my folks, my friends, this is too hard. My thinking is too sloppy.
Friday, 10 December 2010
Set Point 18 - Revenge
Perhaps if I hurt the people who are better off than me, I'll improve and feel better in myself. How would they want to suffer? I'll punish them nice and hard. Stab and twist so they feel every last drop of pain. Bastards took me from everything I was!
actually... I don't feel that bad now.
actually... I don't feel that bad now.
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
Set Point 19.
UGH!!!! I HATE YOU ALL!
Why did you bring me to this fucking awful, despicable place, where I could have my heart ripped out and stomped on, torn into shreds and spat out over and over until I hated myself?! Justice would be to run as far away from here, and come back with a nuclear missile and vaporise every last person who made me feel utterly terrible! Those scum in the gym, stupid LGS cliques, Nuala's druggie ex, Ashleigh's stupidity and weakness, Sam's miserable depression (fuck off!) I TRUSTED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU WITH A LOVE AND AN INNOCENT PASSION THAT YOU TRIED TO DESTROY!!!!! YUCK YUCK YUCK! I want to piss down your throat and rip your heads off as you are all lined up, crying and begging for mercy. That would be justice! Stupid parents, enslaved me to a world that doesn't care, left me to my own devices, snivelling ugly, despicable people, you are BAD PARENTS and don't deserve a shred of mercy! YOU LEFT ME SO FRUSTRATED AND HURT, WHY SHOULD I TRUST YOU, BASTARDS! BASTARDS! WHY DO WE LIVE IN SUCH A STUPID world? I want to relish this more than I am. If only you knew how many times I had bottled up my fury and rage, seeing how appallingly you behaved towards my sister and fearing annihilation and homelessness from speaking my mind, you would have shut the fuck up very soon. But it doesn't matter. Now it's all over, and I'm at the mercy of scientific egotistical bullies that I wish would all die in a car fire. Fuck what you think. You're already dead, the past is burning and your children are gone. GONE. GONE. GONE. Now watch me punish myself because of YOU!
I HATE BEING BROKE AND ILL AND ALONE, AND I WANT TO BREAK EVERYTHING IN THE HOUSE!
I will come from the inside and SHOW MY PASSION TO ALL! END OF STORY.
MY SYSTEM WORKS PERFECTLY, AND I'LL SHOW YOU ALL. GOOD RIDDANCE.
Why did you bring me to this fucking awful, despicable place, where I could have my heart ripped out and stomped on, torn into shreds and spat out over and over until I hated myself?! Justice would be to run as far away from here, and come back with a nuclear missile and vaporise every last person who made me feel utterly terrible! Those scum in the gym, stupid LGS cliques, Nuala's druggie ex, Ashleigh's stupidity and weakness, Sam's miserable depression (fuck off!) I TRUSTED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU WITH A LOVE AND AN INNOCENT PASSION THAT YOU TRIED TO DESTROY!!!!! YUCK YUCK YUCK! I want to piss down your throat and rip your heads off as you are all lined up, crying and begging for mercy. That would be justice! Stupid parents, enslaved me to a world that doesn't care, left me to my own devices, snivelling ugly, despicable people, you are BAD PARENTS and don't deserve a shred of mercy! YOU LEFT ME SO FRUSTRATED AND HURT, WHY SHOULD I TRUST YOU, BASTARDS! BASTARDS! WHY DO WE LIVE IN SUCH A STUPID world? I want to relish this more than I am. If only you knew how many times I had bottled up my fury and rage, seeing how appallingly you behaved towards my sister and fearing annihilation and homelessness from speaking my mind, you would have shut the fuck up very soon. But it doesn't matter. Now it's all over, and I'm at the mercy of scientific egotistical bullies that I wish would all die in a car fire. Fuck what you think. You're already dead, the past is burning and your children are gone. GONE. GONE. GONE. Now watch me punish myself because of YOU!
I HATE BEING BROKE AND ILL AND ALONE, AND I WANT TO BREAK EVERYTHING IN THE HOUSE!
I will come from the inside and SHOW MY PASSION TO ALL! END OF STORY.
MY SYSTEM WORKS PERFECTLY, AND I'LL SHOW YOU ALL. GOOD RIDDANCE.
Manifesting processes.
There are 2 factors - your beliefs and your desire.
Your beliefs allow or disallow, your desire has speed and power.
Once you allow and have speed and power, you manifest from all directions.
So get to a point of no resistance and constant joy.
There are many games that allow you to do that.
Don't make it up. You feel like God feels? No? Then De-ingrain whatever you are feeling NOW.
Be a match, remain a match to the Vortex. Get to 'knowing', in black and white emotional steps.
Once you gain momentum, your hurt will start disappearing.
Imagine more! Be less specific.
Use your seminar notes, your wishlist, or any exterior issue, to go deep.
Get a Source feeling on all of them until you can close the gap. Pivot and fork, pivot and fork.
Rescript every last one of your major issues, right down to feeling a core shift.
(This is when you know you have changed your vibrational tone).
Reach a place of great passion - and feel passionate about your passion to a point of obsession!
Then let go and trust timing, enjoying joy. Forget about it and do something else!
Consider your path as a learning experience.
Take a 3rd person perspective and feel your feelings again until you have practiced yourself into your map.
KNOWING IS POWERFUL.
1. Wild love, joy, passion, enthusiasm, freedom, empowerment, appreciation, gratitude, playfulness, optimism, trust, intuitive knowing.
2. Calmness, acceptance, contentment, inner peace, patience, hopefulness, forgiveness, compassion.
3. Boredom, pessimism, frustration, irritation, impatience.
4. Being overwhelmed, over-busyness, worry, concern, disappointment.
5. Blame, judgement, self-righteousness, stoicism, arrogance, anger, vengeance, hatred, jealousy, obessiveness, need to control.
6. Guilt, insecurity, unworthiness, self-sacrifice, martyrdom, loneliness, feeling trapped or controlled.
7. Depression, grief, despair, fear, disempowerment.
Your beliefs allow or disallow, your desire has speed and power.
Once you allow and have speed and power, you manifest from all directions.
So get to a point of no resistance and constant joy.
There are many games that allow you to do that.
Don't make it up. You feel like God feels? No? Then De-ingrain whatever you are feeling NOW.
Be a match, remain a match to the Vortex. Get to 'knowing', in black and white emotional steps.
Once you gain momentum, your hurt will start disappearing.
Imagine more! Be less specific.
Use your seminar notes, your wishlist, or any exterior issue, to go deep.
Get a Source feeling on all of them until you can close the gap. Pivot and fork, pivot and fork.
Rescript every last one of your major issues, right down to feeling a core shift.
(This is when you know you have changed your vibrational tone).
Reach a place of great passion - and feel passionate about your passion to a point of obsession!
Then let go and trust timing, enjoying joy. Forget about it and do something else!
Consider your path as a learning experience.
Take a 3rd person perspective and feel your feelings again until you have practiced yourself into your map.
KNOWING IS POWERFUL.
1. Wild love, joy, passion, enthusiasm, freedom, empowerment, appreciation, gratitude, playfulness, optimism, trust, intuitive knowing.
2. Calmness, acceptance, contentment, inner peace, patience, hopefulness, forgiveness, compassion.
3. Boredom, pessimism, frustration, irritation, impatience.
4. Being overwhelmed, over-busyness, worry, concern, disappointment.
5. Blame, judgement, self-righteousness, stoicism, arrogance, anger, vengeance, hatred, jealousy, obessiveness, need to control.
6. Guilt, insecurity, unworthiness, self-sacrifice, martyrdom, loneliness, feeling trapped or controlled.
7. Depression, grief, despair, fear, disempowerment.
An emotional scale.
depression, helplessness, powelessness, despair, emptiness, meaninglessness, dejection, sorrow, grief, despondency, morose
humiliation, abandonment, loneliness, worthlessness, shame, weakness, frailty, desolation, withdrawn
terror, fear, panic, anxiety, insecurity, angst, overwhelmed, aversion, distress
hatred, anger, rage, guilt, self-recrimination, resentment, bitterness, blame, contempt, disgust, offence, jealousy, envy, regretful, petulant, sullen
pessimism, doubt, pity, sadness, resignment, disappointment, discouragement, world-weary
worry, apprehensive, nervousness, hesitant, timid, uncertain, unsure, indecisive
frustration, irritation, aggravation, confusion, annoyance, grumpy, impatience, dismay, exasperation, querulousness
tedium, uneasiness, stagnation, discontent, ennui, lassitude, moody, brooding, distraction, restlesness
boredom, apathy, complacence, detachment, indifference, uninspired
melancholy (sober thoughtfulness), pensive, mindfulness, introspective, solemnity
contentment, peaceful, acceptance, relaxed, calm, satisfied, serene, wistful, daydreamy, contemplative, meditative, inquisitive, interested, perceptive
optimistic, courageous, hopeful, encouraged, intent, ambitious, playful, friendly, cheerful, compassion, caring
eagerness, enthusiasm, anticipation, surprised, wellbeing, satisfaction, sincerity, glad, lighthearted
joy, thrill, passion, excitement, wonder, engrossed, rapt, sensual, inspiration, delight, mirth
love, elation, ecstasy, happiness, confidence, powerful, alive, clarity, lucidity, ease, flowing
humiliation, abandonment, loneliness, worthlessness, shame, weakness, frailty, desolation, withdrawn
terror, fear, panic, anxiety, insecurity, angst, overwhelmed, aversion, distress
hatred, anger, rage, guilt, self-recrimination, resentment, bitterness, blame, contempt, disgust, offence, jealousy, envy, regretful, petulant, sullen
pessimism, doubt, pity, sadness, resignment, disappointment, discouragement, world-weary
worry, apprehensive, nervousness, hesitant, timid, uncertain, unsure, indecisive
frustration, irritation, aggravation, confusion, annoyance, grumpy, impatience, dismay, exasperation, querulousness
tedium, uneasiness, stagnation, discontent, ennui, lassitude, moody, brooding, distraction, restlesness
boredom, apathy, complacence, detachment, indifference, uninspired
melancholy (sober thoughtfulness), pensive, mindfulness, introspective, solemnity
contentment, peaceful, acceptance, relaxed, calm, satisfied, serene, wistful, daydreamy, contemplative, meditative, inquisitive, interested, perceptive
optimistic, courageous, hopeful, encouraged, intent, ambitious, playful, friendly, cheerful, compassion, caring
eagerness, enthusiasm, anticipation, surprised, wellbeing, satisfaction, sincerity, glad, lighthearted
joy, thrill, passion, excitement, wonder, engrossed, rapt, sensual, inspiration, delight, mirth
love, elation, ecstasy, happiness, confidence, powerful, alive, clarity, lucidity, ease, flowing
Set Point 20.
How are they all so healthy! Damn them. Ugh. They make me stew and steam. I wish I could be like them but I'm not, I'm worse off and I hate it and I have lots of unbeatable momentum on it. They make me grasp and grapple in icky, horrid loathing but I cant do anything! Ugh! So, rotten and fake and yuck yuck, yuck! Why can't I have a body like theirs? They make me so MAD, they should count them selves as lucky that they are so happy and healthy. Just wait, something'll get them and then they'll be sorry, all their money and wonderfulness won't save them. Yuck. I'm all broken down and they're, so perfect and wonderful. It must be so terrific for them to know how to live and play and be free. They are all so beyond reproach and being up on their ivory tower must be really, really great! Why can't I have what I want? Why can't I get my vibration up to their level? This is really important to me, they have it, I don't, and I want it! Now! I WANT IT NOW! I WANTED IT YESTERDAY AND THE DAY BEFORE THAT AND THE DAY BEFORE THAT, AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER, AND I NEVER GOT IT AND THEY DID. Lucky buggers, I hope they're pleased with themselves. I want the hot bride and the big house and the recognition! I am greedy and want the stuff of life but can't have it because those buggers beat me to the punch! UGH! WHY even bother when someone else wins your prize? What's the point? Yuck. I can't believe it TAKES ME THIS LONG TO GET GOING. I WANT TO BE HAPPY, HEALTHY, AND RECOGNIZED LIKE I EXIST, AND I WANTED IT YESTERDAY!
They make me feel BEYOND TERRIBLE AND TIRED AND BORED AND FULL OF FURY!
I DESERVE THE RIGHT TO EXIST! I WANT TO BE FIT AND HEALTHY AND WELL AND GOOD AT SPORTS JUST LIKE THE REST OF THEM! MORE THAN ANYTHING I WANT THIS, BUT I CANT HAVE IT!! Ugh. Bastards. Making me feel insecure and unwanted like you have ANY power over me. I'LL SHOW YOU. It's not fair that you have all the power and fire and zest and passion. IT'S NOT FAIR!
They make me feel BEYOND TERRIBLE AND TIRED AND BORED AND FULL OF FURY!
I DESERVE THE RIGHT TO EXIST! I WANT TO BE FIT AND HEALTHY AND WELL AND GOOD AT SPORTS JUST LIKE THE REST OF THEM! MORE THAN ANYTHING I WANT THIS, BUT I CANT HAVE IT!! Ugh. Bastards. Making me feel insecure and unwanted like you have ANY power over me. I'LL SHOW YOU. It's not fair that you have all the power and fire and zest and passion. IT'S NOT FAIR!
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Set Point 21.
I don't know what's going to happen. It's very scary. This horrible pain in my stomach must mean I've done something wrong. I wish this would go away. My future is so uncertain. My body is so unstable. I blame myself for this terrible occurence. Why did this happen? Why now, why me? I don't know. All I know is the shaking and the intense fear. God must think I am a lesser soul. The way they all laughed at me made me feel so low. Maybe if I hide under the table again I'll be safe. This is my fault. I wish I could communicate to them without them hurting me. This is evidence I can't get what I want and life will move on without me. I have to act a certain way to gain approval so they don't beat on me. How can worthiness be true when I have lived and experienced so much? Is my body just at everyone's mercy?
I shouldn't have been involved with those people. I shouldn't have done those things. I shouldn't have holed myself away from others. How could I be so stupid?
I should work harder. This can't possibly work for me.
How could they tell me to get in shape? And make me do all these things I don't want? It was such a waste for me. All that time wasted, all those people disappointed. It hurts badly.
I shouldn't have been involved with those people. I shouldn't have done those things. I shouldn't have holed myself away from others. How could I be so stupid?
I should work harder. This can't possibly work for me.
How could they tell me to get in shape? And make me do all these things I don't want? It was such a waste for me. All that time wasted, all those people disappointed. It hurts badly.
Monday, 6 December 2010
Set Point 22.
I feel so awful. I feel so wretched and frightened and worthless. I can barely even weep. This is so painful, almost beyond description. Like God is punishing me, with a knive through my heart. I fear there will be even more pain after I go. I fear I will never get what I want because I was born to be hurt and beat up and stomped upon and made to be pathetic and weak. I don't know if there's any escape. I will have to make an escape out of my body.
I really need people right now but am sure they all hate me. I've utterly wasted my life. What am I doing here? School, friends, it was all a waste of time and now I'm out of it. Please help me. Someone please help me.
I really need people right now but am sure they all hate me. I've utterly wasted my life. What am I doing here? School, friends, it was all a waste of time and now I'm out of it. Please help me. Someone please help me.
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Avatar.
PROS: Great first hour, where the military scenes feel like a hyper realistic, tough, gun nut paradise, and show great promise. Alarmingly engrossing use of VFX at the military base. Giovanni Ribisi shines in every scene he's in and rises above his material. The scenes of running through the bioluminescent Pandora at night are bar none the most beautiful I've ever seen; Cameron is at his best when observing the beauty of his world like a nature documentary. Jake's first flight is lovely. James Horner's music is mostly amazing and filled with meditative beauty, when he's not going OTT with TribalPercussion (TM). Jake and Neytiri's central relationship blossoms with real tenderness, in fact whenever the film focuses on that it works very well. Zoe Saldana is both a gentle sweetheart and a fierce warrior, the heart of this film. The Hometree genocide is extremely powerful in a 9/11 tone and hit me across the face. All the best scenes here stand alone with deep heart combined with an honest, forward thinking creativity that doesn't tax your intelligence, no matter about the rest.
CONS: The plot and dialogue is often painfully derivative (and baggy, like Mark Kermode said), pulling your attention out of the scene, and makes the emotional and energetic tone highly inconsistent: it makes the final battle a case of 'seen this before' and very toothless, despite the fact it could very well be the technical battle of all times, Return Of The King's battle utterly destroys it in emotional and artistic impact. Sam Worthington simply doesn't have the acting chops, the facial expression, or dare I say it, the heart, to bring this work to life here. The attempt to make the human technology plausible detracts from the sci-fi premise at times, and I wished both the world and the Na'Vi could have felt darker and more alien, to give this work an evil thrill and an edge, instead of feeling like the sometimes vacuous and toothless space hippies they came off as. Though I blame Cameron's militant nature for his overlooking the deeper spiritual elements that actually made the best of this work, it's ironic to me that a truly spiritual culture is far from toothless and boring, and you think the director of the highly intense Aliens and T2, of all people, would recognize this: faster, more intense please. The first thanator chase and the flying mountains made me feel 'ehh'. Some of the CG actually still needs work.
OVERALL: Veers from the sublime to the ridiculous, but just about enough of the former. C.
CONS: The plot and dialogue is often painfully derivative (and baggy, like Mark Kermode said), pulling your attention out of the scene, and makes the emotional and energetic tone highly inconsistent: it makes the final battle a case of 'seen this before' and very toothless, despite the fact it could very well be the technical battle of all times, Return Of The King's battle utterly destroys it in emotional and artistic impact. Sam Worthington simply doesn't have the acting chops, the facial expression, or dare I say it, the heart, to bring this work to life here. The attempt to make the human technology plausible detracts from the sci-fi premise at times, and I wished both the world and the Na'Vi could have felt darker and more alien, to give this work an evil thrill and an edge, instead of feeling like the sometimes vacuous and toothless space hippies they came off as. Though I blame Cameron's militant nature for his overlooking the deeper spiritual elements that actually made the best of this work, it's ironic to me that a truly spiritual culture is far from toothless and boring, and you think the director of the highly intense Aliens and T2, of all people, would recognize this: faster, more intense please. The first thanator chase and the flying mountains made me feel 'ehh'. Some of the CG actually still needs work.
OVERALL: Veers from the sublime to the ridiculous, but just about enough of the former. C.
Friday, 19 November 2010
Harry Potter 7
PROS: It's VERY dark. Characters die. Bets are off. It's fairly violent and graphic for a Potter movie (I balked at Ron's ripped up arm). Great individual moments: Hermione's intro, the sword sequence, the marriage, the Ministry, the cartoon - that were engrossing. In fact, the first hour was great and full of powerful tension. Amazing production values. The Nazi overtones were terrific. Imelda Staunton was wonderful.
CONS: Awfully dull middle forest segment that drags ON AND ON: an editing job would have been terrific. Still mediocre dialogue and acting in this part that robs the film of its momentum and leaves it plodding to a halt after a gangbusters beginning: for a character based setup film I just wasn't invested in the characters, who have gone as far as they can, and the audience feels it and yells, 'more plot please'. Too much focus on a boring and repetitive mythology in place of a good script. The whole graveyard scene felt utterly pointless to me. They only find one horcrux and there are 3 left by the end - I felt conned. An abrupt ending that didn't leave me feeling anything. No recap at the start. Would have worked better as one movie.
OVERALL: Painfully inconsistent. When it's good, it's great. When it's bad, it's pretty bad. Grade C-.
CONS: Awfully dull middle forest segment that drags ON AND ON: an editing job would have been terrific. Still mediocre dialogue and acting in this part that robs the film of its momentum and leaves it plodding to a halt after a gangbusters beginning: for a character based setup film I just wasn't invested in the characters, who have gone as far as they can, and the audience feels it and yells, 'more plot please'. Too much focus on a boring and repetitive mythology in place of a good script. The whole graveyard scene felt utterly pointless to me. They only find one horcrux and there are 3 left by the end - I felt conned. An abrupt ending that didn't leave me feeling anything. No recap at the start. Would have worked better as one movie.
OVERALL: Painfully inconsistent. When it's good, it's great. When it's bad, it's pretty bad. Grade C-.
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
Questions after Bowling For Columbine, Sicko, and Roger and Me.
I do a lot of these kinds of things because questions both respond to real world conditions whilst also tapping into the imagination for solutions; the left brain merges with the right brain, unity.
So:
What is our fascination with guns and war?
Are certain terms we use, all euphemisms, fear by any other name?
Does the media glamorise self destruction, and how do we deal with that?
Do we need bullet control?
Are M16s strictly necessary?
If you don't own a gun, are you irresponsible?
Does prudence equal a life worth living? Isn't leftist compassion, no matter how misguided, closer to the spirit of life than conservative nest eggs?
If you own a gun, does that make people feel safe around you?
Are women with guns sexy? (...yeah??)
Does the American second amendment (right to bear arms) include the right to have plutonium? If not, then there's a line to be drawn, but where?
Where's the line between gun owner and psychotic?
How do we deal with stupid gun accidents?
Isn't Marilyn Manson actually very smart?
Isn't school a prison with no options (read the dictionary definition) that doesn't give kids what they want at all?
Aren't Moore's omissions and selective use of statistics, cleverly designed to make us draw conclusions in our own minds that aren't really there, based upon other truths that are present? Shouldn't all the facts be present - is Charlton Heston really bad, is Canada really that better than the US, and at the same time, isn't it also your responsibility to be neutral before casting blame? I mean, does the film really invite you to view Heston as a villain, or is that your choice to view those segments independent of the emotional charge of the rest of the piece?
Is Dick Clark, well....a dick?
If said omissions were not deliberate, what was Moore's narrative and emotional intention in these moments and how can we see it?
Is it really important that Moore omits the fact that the 6-year old who killed his classmates with a gun, got it from his mother's crack addict brother's house, and that he was already violent?
Isn't the final Heston interview a bit manipulative?
Are right wingers scared that Moore's general points might actually be right, despite the distortion? Aren't they all a little too eager to jump on the anti-Moore bandwagon because it is a kind of alternative vogue and secretly enjoy the social stroking as much as the left? Are they hoping no one notices that their debunking is both a little too spiteful, and also still doesn't discredit the central arguments? After all, isn't Moore a NRA card carrying member, and doesn't necessarily have anger towards Heston?
Aren't those who attack others emotionally motivated towards the pleasure of being right?
Don't all documentaries have bias anyway? Don't all circumstances only present a small part of infinite knowledge and truth, based on what is 'hermetically sealed' in our collective agreements, and wouldn't it be more honest to take personal responsibility and view all the facts rather than blaming someone else?
Are the government good or bad or both or neither?
Isn't corporate downsizing, like GM's layoffs and foreign outsizing and using the savings to buy up the competition, truly prudent just because they have enough money to filter reality? Don't they have all the blood on their hands that results from the homelessness - the crime and murder? Or is outsourcing to Mexico just a kind of reasonable 'band-aid to stay afloat in a competitive world'? Should we be doing that just because there seems to be no other way, no matter the consequence?
Isn't the bailout thusly, the greatest crime in history?
Isn't it tiring to have these debates, almost knowing there is no answer?
Isn't the underlying issue just fear?
So:
What is our fascination with guns and war?
Are certain terms we use, all euphemisms, fear by any other name?
Does the media glamorise self destruction, and how do we deal with that?
Do we need bullet control?
Are M16s strictly necessary?
If you don't own a gun, are you irresponsible?
Does prudence equal a life worth living? Isn't leftist compassion, no matter how misguided, closer to the spirit of life than conservative nest eggs?
If you own a gun, does that make people feel safe around you?
Are women with guns sexy? (...yeah??)
Does the American second amendment (right to bear arms) include the right to have plutonium? If not, then there's a line to be drawn, but where?
Where's the line between gun owner and psychotic?
How do we deal with stupid gun accidents?
Isn't Marilyn Manson actually very smart?
Isn't school a prison with no options (read the dictionary definition) that doesn't give kids what they want at all?
Aren't Moore's omissions and selective use of statistics, cleverly designed to make us draw conclusions in our own minds that aren't really there, based upon other truths that are present? Shouldn't all the facts be present - is Charlton Heston really bad, is Canada really that better than the US, and at the same time, isn't it also your responsibility to be neutral before casting blame? I mean, does the film really invite you to view Heston as a villain, or is that your choice to view those segments independent of the emotional charge of the rest of the piece?
Is Dick Clark, well....a dick?
If said omissions were not deliberate, what was Moore's narrative and emotional intention in these moments and how can we see it?
Is it really important that Moore omits the fact that the 6-year old who killed his classmates with a gun, got it from his mother's crack addict brother's house, and that he was already violent?
Isn't the final Heston interview a bit manipulative?
Are right wingers scared that Moore's general points might actually be right, despite the distortion? Aren't they all a little too eager to jump on the anti-Moore bandwagon because it is a kind of alternative vogue and secretly enjoy the social stroking as much as the left? Are they hoping no one notices that their debunking is both a little too spiteful, and also still doesn't discredit the central arguments? After all, isn't Moore a NRA card carrying member, and doesn't necessarily have anger towards Heston?
Aren't those who attack others emotionally motivated towards the pleasure of being right?
Don't all documentaries have bias anyway? Don't all circumstances only present a small part of infinite knowledge and truth, based on what is 'hermetically sealed' in our collective agreements, and wouldn't it be more honest to take personal responsibility and view all the facts rather than blaming someone else?
Are the government good or bad or both or neither?
Isn't corporate downsizing, like GM's layoffs and foreign outsizing and using the savings to buy up the competition, truly prudent just because they have enough money to filter reality? Don't they have all the blood on their hands that results from the homelessness - the crime and murder? Or is outsourcing to Mexico just a kind of reasonable 'band-aid to stay afloat in a competitive world'? Should we be doing that just because there seems to be no other way, no matter the consequence?
Isn't the bailout thusly, the greatest crime in history?
Isn't it tiring to have these debates, almost knowing there is no answer?
Isn't the underlying issue just fear?
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
In the dumps?
This is the thought process I went through over the last 20 years.
Boredom = 'they're making me do things that do not work! I feel dulled! Why can't I be myself?'
Frustration = 'why don't they understand? I want to be somewhere else!"
Insecurity = 'Please don't cry/yell at me, you make me feel lonely!'
Guilt = 'I can't stop it, I want to be me but I feel so terrible. I shouldn't hate them!'
Denial = 'I can lie to myself for their sake'
Societal Injustice/Stubborn = 'That sucks and I won't budge!'
Insecurity= 'Why are you mocking me? I feel so vulnerable.'
Resentment: 'I hate my idiot father and idiot friends! What emotional morons! How crooked I feel around them! YUCK! ANGER! My stupid sister makes me
feel terrible! She is so bossy and weak! GO AWAY!'
Bubble= 'I'll be invisible. I'll screw me over, not you'
Confined = 'I'm so alone'
Secrets = 'It's none of their business, they don't care and will lie to you'
Distrust = 'People are not to be trusted'
Loneliness = 'I feel so rotten and alone'
People pleasing = 'let me love you so you can let me love me'
Bitterness/Resentment = 'eat shit, loser, I hate you, nothing left'
Hurt= 'Please don't leave me, I'll be good'
Abandonment = 'I feel so hollow and worthless
Self criticism = 'I have to be perfect"
Rage/Violence = 'I'll do whatever it takes to survive - even kill you, or me! Don't you dare get closer!'
Mistake/Malfunction/Worthlessness = 'My whole life is a disaster. I am a malfuction and a mistake without worth to anyone. I just make people's lives a misery and should punch a wall. This is proof of my own irredeemable ugliness'.
So what's the solution?
All the hurt is coming from being less than all you are. Period.
So the solution to all of this is...who are you?
Excitement.
Freedom
Security
Empowerment
Transparency and Visibility.
Flexibility
Forgiveness
Open
Trusting
Loving
Accepting
Peaceful
WORTHY.
Boredom = 'they're making me do things that do not work! I feel dulled! Why can't I be myself?'
Frustration = 'why don't they understand? I want to be somewhere else!"
Insecurity = 'Please don't cry/yell at me, you make me feel lonely!'
Guilt = 'I can't stop it, I want to be me but I feel so terrible. I shouldn't hate them!'
Denial = 'I can lie to myself for their sake'
Societal Injustice/Stubborn = 'That sucks and I won't budge!'
Insecurity= 'Why are you mocking me? I feel so vulnerable.'
Resentment: 'I hate my idiot father and idiot friends! What emotional morons! How crooked I feel around them! YUCK! ANGER! My stupid sister makes me
feel terrible! She is so bossy and weak! GO AWAY!'
Bubble= 'I'll be invisible. I'll screw me over, not you'
Confined = 'I'm so alone'
Secrets = 'It's none of their business, they don't care and will lie to you'
Distrust = 'People are not to be trusted'
Loneliness = 'I feel so rotten and alone'
People pleasing = 'let me love you so you can let me love me'
Bitterness/Resentment = 'eat shit, loser, I hate you, nothing left'
Hurt= 'Please don't leave me, I'll be good'
Abandonment = 'I feel so hollow and worthless
Self criticism = 'I have to be perfect"
Rage/Violence = 'I'll do whatever it takes to survive - even kill you, or me! Don't you dare get closer!'
Mistake/Malfunction/Worthlessness = 'My whole life is a disaster. I am a malfuction and a mistake without worth to anyone. I just make people's lives a misery and should punch a wall. This is proof of my own irredeemable ugliness'.
So what's the solution?
All the hurt is coming from being less than all you are. Period.
So the solution to all of this is...who are you?
Excitement.
Freedom
Security
Empowerment
Transparency and Visibility.
Flexibility
Forgiveness
Open
Trusting
Loving
Accepting
Peaceful
WORTHY.
Thursday, 4 November 2010
Quote on current US politics.
"Of course, the fact that we're even sitting here two years after Bush talking about a GOP comeback is a profound testament to two things: One, the American voter's unmatched ability to forget what happened to him 10 seconds ago, and two, the Republican Party's incredible recuperative skill and bureaucratic ingenuity. This is a party that in 2008 was not just beaten but obliterated, with nearly every one of its recognizable leaders reduced to historical-footnote status and pinned with blame for some ghastly political catastrophe. There were literally no healthy bodies left on the bench, but the Republicans managed to get back in the game anyway by plucking an assortment of nativist freaks, village idiots and Internet Hitlers out of thin air and training them into a giant ball of incoherent resentment just in time for the 2010 midterms. They returned to prominence by outdoing Barack Obama at his own game: turning out masses of energized and disciplined supporters on the streets and overwhelming the ballot box with sheer enthusiasm.
The bad news is that the Tea Party's political outrage is being appropriated, with thanks, by the Goldmans and the BPs of the world. The good news, if you want to look at it that way, is that those interests mostly have us by the balls anyway, no matter who wins on Election Day. That's the reality; the rest of this is just noise. It's just that it's a lot of noise, and there's no telling when it's ever going to end."
The bad news is that the Tea Party's political outrage is being appropriated, with thanks, by the Goldmans and the BPs of the world. The good news, if you want to look at it that way, is that those interests mostly have us by the balls anyway, no matter who wins on Election Day. That's the reality; the rest of this is just noise. It's just that it's a lot of noise, and there's no telling when it's ever going to end."
Excerpt from the book 'Answer Cancer' by Stephen Parkhill.
As we journey through this mind model, we will touch every aspect of life. This will be a reuniting of religion, medicine and our leadership. Early on these three broke apart as each discipline sought its own self-defending answers. This model gives the real answers. We will learn why discussing the three at once is so important. For now remember that years ago, religion, medicine and social leadership were one in the same. In those days a leader was known to be "connected" to the spiritual world or universal laws. Young upstarts, anxious to move into power, found they could command their own audience if they specialized in a specific area of human wonderment. Specialization does not require the practitioner to be connected. And a specialist lacking that connection will make it a personal mission to sell a crowd away from anything that includes that connection. By selling the short-term gains of processes that work against the universe s laws, the specialists won the favor of the crowds, and whatwas once one was broken into pieces. Religion, medicine and social leadership, each over time, becamemore and more of man and driven by ego. Each became less and less of Him. Each specialty was ableto conceal the fractured nature of its offerings for quite some time. But the ego of man, allowed to take the helm absent of heart and Spirit, will act so ridiculously, and in such a self-serving manner, that even the most die-hard supporters will recognize the true time for change. It looks like we have reached that time.
What years of regressing people to cause exposes is that, when we find disease,
everything is functioning perfectly or at least according to design. A well-functioning, goal-achieving subconscious mind is doing exactly what it has been programmed to do. The subconscious mind runs programs that say things like, "I deserve to be severely punished"; "I ve been so bad that I don t even deserve life"; or very commonly, "Nobody wants me"; or "Someone I love or need to serve would be better off if I were dead or had never arrived."
This cycle continues until the subconscious mind basically says, "Gee whiz, every time I attempt to do my job and punish this person, this doctor cuts away my good work. Let s see... I ll do something to this body that he hasn t found the cure for. And the "Big C" becomes the tool of choice for the subconscious minds of our time. This is why pharmacology will never produce a cure for cancer. No pill will ever win over the goal-achieving power of the subconscious mind. It s why chronic illness will continue to be the precursor to cancer and cost this nation trillions of dollars. There will be little resolve until someone capable of altering the course of the mainstream considers looking into the power of thought-cause theories.
For years I was fascinated by the messages of Denis Waitley. One of the things he proposed was that a Statue of Responsibility be built on the west coast to balance with the Statue of Liberty on the east coast, because without responsibility there can be no liberty. Stirring sex and fear and death energies for the sole purpose of breeding consumption, and without respect for the consequences, is irresponsible. The universe guarantees us a balanced cause and effect.
The equalogists would never condone culling the human herd through genocide to them that would be the ultimate sin. But they go out of their way to demand an equal voice for every dysfunctional group of activists trying to sell their justification for irresponsible activity, and then spend the balance of their time deploring the pain suffered by the victims of this same irresponsible activity. There is no way to have irresponsible activity without consequence! It is mathematically impossible. Trying to legislate consequence out of the formula is nonsense. This is the "one foot on the gas, the other on the brake" thing. Do you know how damaging this is on a car? The same activity in society will produce proportionate damage.
He then goes on to say that rationality is a shield for the subconscious (precisely why I have found certain parts of the New Atheism to give me a sour milk face) - plus the brilliant point that the only reason schizophrenics end up in mental hospitals and smokers don't, is their ability to rationalize their insanity!
Security does not equal pleasure.
What years of regressing people to cause exposes is that, when we find disease,
everything is functioning perfectly or at least according to design. A well-functioning, goal-achieving subconscious mind is doing exactly what it has been programmed to do. The subconscious mind runs programs that say things like, "I deserve to be severely punished"; "I ve been so bad that I don t even deserve life"; or very commonly, "Nobody wants me"; or "Someone I love or need to serve would be better off if I were dead or had never arrived."
This cycle continues until the subconscious mind basically says, "Gee whiz, every time I attempt to do my job and punish this person, this doctor cuts away my good work. Let s see... I ll do something to this body that he hasn t found the cure for. And the "Big C" becomes the tool of choice for the subconscious minds of our time. This is why pharmacology will never produce a cure for cancer. No pill will ever win over the goal-achieving power of the subconscious mind. It s why chronic illness will continue to be the precursor to cancer and cost this nation trillions of dollars. There will be little resolve until someone capable of altering the course of the mainstream considers looking into the power of thought-cause theories.
For years I was fascinated by the messages of Denis Waitley. One of the things he proposed was that a Statue of Responsibility be built on the west coast to balance with the Statue of Liberty on the east coast, because without responsibility there can be no liberty. Stirring sex and fear and death energies for the sole purpose of breeding consumption, and without respect for the consequences, is irresponsible. The universe guarantees us a balanced cause and effect.
The equalogists would never condone culling the human herd through genocide to them that would be the ultimate sin. But they go out of their way to demand an equal voice for every dysfunctional group of activists trying to sell their justification for irresponsible activity, and then spend the balance of their time deploring the pain suffered by the victims of this same irresponsible activity. There is no way to have irresponsible activity without consequence! It is mathematically impossible. Trying to legislate consequence out of the formula is nonsense. This is the "one foot on the gas, the other on the brake" thing. Do you know how damaging this is on a car? The same activity in society will produce proportionate damage.
He then goes on to say that rationality is a shield for the subconscious (precisely why I have found certain parts of the New Atheism to give me a sour milk face) - plus the brilliant point that the only reason schizophrenics end up in mental hospitals and smokers don't, is their ability to rationalize their insanity!
Security does not equal pleasure.
Coffee enema, liver and parasite cleanse notes
You will need the following materials:
An enema bag or bucket, preferably one of clear plastic that you can see through
A coffee machine to make 3 cups of coffee
3 cups (3 x 250 mil) of pure water
Organic (if available) coffee fully caffeinated, drip grind coffee
A plastic or metal type filter to strain the coffee (do not use paper filters as they contain many harmful chemicals)
Procedure (best to do coffee enema once a day in the morning or early afternoon)
A coffee enema is best done earlier in the day or early afternoon. Also it is best right after a bowel movement. To enhance the benefits of the coffee enema Budwig Center recommends a pure spring (bottled drinking water) enema to cleanse thoroughly the bowels beforehand followed immediately by the coffee enema
1) Put 4 cups (4 x 250 ml) of clean water into the coffee machine and use 4 tablespoons of coffee (organic if possible). 4 cups will probably yield about 3 cups of coffee due to heat expansion and evaporation. Do not use a paper filter they are filled with chemicals. Use a nylon or metal permanent filter
2) Allow coffee to cool down to a very comfortable, tepid temperature. Test with your finger. It should be the same temperature as a baby's bottle. It's safer to have it too cold than too warm; never use it hot or steaming; body temperature is good. Do the same with the water
3) Pour 3 cups of pure room temperature water into the enema bag, Loosen the clamp to allow the water to run out to the end of the catheter tip to get rid of any air bubbles and re-clamp the bag when all the air has been removed from the enema tubing.
4) Use a coat hanger to hang the enema bag at least two feet above the floor; on a door knob or towel rack. The bucket can rest on a chair, shelf or be held. Do not hang it high, as on a shower head, because it will be too forceful and the hose won't reach. It should flow very gently into the rectum and distal sigmoid colon only. It is not a high enema or colonic.
5) Lie down on the floor on your back or right side and gently insert the catheter into the rectum. If you need lubrication, food grade vegetable oil such as olive oil, a Vitamin E capsule, or KY jelly should be fine, unless you are chemically sensitive. It is generally a good idea to avoid petroleum products.
6) After gently inserting the tube into the rectum a few inches release the clamp and let the first (2 cups maximum) of water flow in. Clamp the tubing off as soon as there is the slightest amount of discomfort or fullness. Do not change positions or use an incline board to cause the enema to enter further into the colon; this defeats the purpose of this type of enema.
7) You may not be able to retain the water in your body very long. That is not so important as this is to cleanse the colon. However for the coffee try to retain the enema for a minimum of 12 or more minutes so it can reach the liver and cause it to expel its toxins. Sometimes there will be an immediate urgency to get rid of it and that is fine. It helps to clean the stool out of the colon so that next time around you can hold more of the enema longer. Never force yourself to retain it if you feel that you can't. When you have clamped the tubing, remove the catheter tip and void when you have to.
8) REPEAT all the above with the coffee. Use old towels and if you want a pillow and bring along some appropriately relaxing literature When you have finished your session, rinse out the bag and tubing with boiling water or better still hydrogen peroxide (Agua Oxigenada in Spanish).and hang it up to dry. If you feel wired or hyper, or have palpitations or irregular heartbeats after a coffee enema, you should reduce the amount of coffee, usually by half for a few days or weeks. Or consider that you really need organic coffee. Be sure the source of your water is good clean chemical-free spring, well, or filtered water.
Every day for the first week
Then twice a week for the next 30 days
Then once a week for 3 months
A months rest
Then repeat.
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SUPPLIES
1 measuring cup, 1 hot water bottle, 1 sheave (optional) which is a container with small holes to collect stones in the toilet if you want to see how effective this treatment is
1 enema bag (2-litre capacity) available at the pharmacy, 2 liters of pure water, 6 red or pink grapefruit, 12 oranges, 1 bottle of Oral Grade Epsom salts (magnesium sulfate), 1 cup of extra virgin olive oil. One ½ liter jar with a lid to shake the olive oil and grapefruit juice.
DAY 1
2 pm. From the time you get up in the morning until 2 pm you may drink apple juice or water. Some people say they get better results when they drink a lot of apple juice (non sweetened an preferably homemade apple juice) before a cleanse. No food at all to be eaten. No drink is to be taken after 2 pm (except a little water if you are very thirsty)
4 pm. Take 3 water enemas starting at 4 pm. Here’s how to take an enema. Heat half a jug of water in a pot, not a kettle, so you can test the temperature of the water. You want the water to be barely warm. It is going into your body so it must not be hot at all. Put your finger in the water to make sure it is only slightly warm. Hang the enema bag from the shower rod in the bathroom. Place 2 thick towels on the floor of the bathtub. You will shortly be kneeling on them so make it thick enough for comfort. There is a plastic flow-control on the tube descending from the enema bag. Make sure it is shut or the water will gush out when you start to fill the enema bag. Fill the enema bag slowly. Attach the insertion nozzle to the end of the tube. Lubricate the nozzle and yourself with some oil to make insertion comfortable. Kneel on the towels with your feet toward the drain. Keep your head down. Open the flow-control to expel any air from the tube. Gently insert the nozzle. Open the flow control part-way. If you open it all the way the water will flow quickly and you may feel bloated and uncomfortable. You may increase the flow if you like but shut it off completely if you start to feel uncomfortable. Wait until you feel comfortable then continue the flow. This will enable you to hold the water in so you don’t have the urge to rush to the toilet. Once you have taken all the water, remove the nozzle and lie on your back on the towels. Put your feet up on the wall to encourage the water to flow through the colon. Massage the abdomen from the left side to the bottom of the ribcage and then to the right side of the abdomen. Lie on your right side and massage the right side of the abdomen. You are encouraging the water to flow from the sigmoid up the descending across the transverse and down the ascending colon. That is the loop the colon makes. Hold the water in for at least 5 minutes. Resist the urge to visit the toilet. After finally visiting the toilet repeat the above procedure twice.
6 pm. Dissolve 2 tablespoons (British dessert spoons) of oral Epsom salts in 1 cup (250 ml.) of orange juice mixed 50/50 with grapefruit juice. This will relax you. It will also relax the bile ducts in the liver so that even the biggest stones will pass unnoticed. The most you will ever feel when you pass the stones is a train of marbles flowing up the right side of the abdomen below the ribcage. No pain or discomfort will felt. Lie down with a hot water bottle over the liver which is above and below the right side of the ribcage. The liver is a big organ, the largest organ in the body. Put more hot water in the bottle when it becomes too cool.
8 PM Repeat this procedure of 2 tablespoons (British dessert spoons) of oral Epsom salts in 1 cup (250 ml.) of grapefruit and orange juice. You may get a colon flush from the Epsom salts. Visit the bathroom when necessary.
9:45 pm. Place 2 or 3 pillows or cushions on the bed under your head in preparation for the main course. Squeeze the juice of 2 or 3 red or pink grapefruit, enough for one full cup (lemon juice or orange with a little water can also be used). Strain out the pulp. Add one full cup of oil to the juice. Stir the mixture for a minute (put in a ½ liter jar with a lid and shake well). Hold your nose and drink the mixture as fast as you can. Your goal is to drink the whole thing. If you can’t drink it all after a few minutes, or if you start to gag, that’s OK. Lie down quietly on your back with your head up high on the pillows and don’t move for at least 20 minutes. After 20 minutes you can change your position. The Epsom salts will make you fall asleep. You may get a colon flush after midnight. Visit the bathroom when necessary. When you start to see yellow and green stones floating on the top of the toilet you have struck pay dirt. The stones float because they are cholesterol and cholesterol is fat. Fat is lighter than water and will always float to the top when mixed with water.
DAY 2
6 am or later (set your alarm the night before) Mix 2 tablespoons of oral Epsom salts in 1 cup of grapefruit and orange juice. You may go back to bed. You may now also drink some pure water as you will probably be thirsty. Wait until you get a colon flush. You may have to visit the bathroom more than once. Then take 3 water enemas following the above procedure. The enemas will flush the stones out. Those who do this cleanse without the 6 water enemas do not have the incredible results as those who do the water enemas. Observe their size and color and make notes of approximately how many stones you got out so that you can compare the results with subsequent cleanses. Even if you got out only small yellow and green stones or only chaff the cleanse was a success. The larger stones will come out during later cleanses. If you want to save the larger stones to show your friends and family you can fish them out of the toilet with rubber gloves and place them in a plastic container in the freezer. They will eventually start to melt, even in the freezer.
Afternoon. It will take until late morning or early afternoon for the last stones to be flushed out. You should rest during the afternoon. The effects of the magnesium in the Epson salts will encourage you to follow the body’s need for rest and sleep at this time. You may want to break your fast during the afternoon or early evening. It is best to start back with a very light meal. I always prefer a light soup when I resume eating after a liver cleanse.
Repeat every month until no more stones come out, and then perhaps every 6 months.
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An enema bag or bucket, preferably one of clear plastic that you can see through
A coffee machine to make 3 cups of coffee
3 cups (3 x 250 mil) of pure water
Organic (if available) coffee fully caffeinated, drip grind coffee
A plastic or metal type filter to strain the coffee (do not use paper filters as they contain many harmful chemicals)
Procedure (best to do coffee enema once a day in the morning or early afternoon)
A coffee enema is best done earlier in the day or early afternoon. Also it is best right after a bowel movement. To enhance the benefits of the coffee enema Budwig Center recommends a pure spring (bottled drinking water) enema to cleanse thoroughly the bowels beforehand followed immediately by the coffee enema
1) Put 4 cups (4 x 250 ml) of clean water into the coffee machine and use 4 tablespoons of coffee (organic if possible). 4 cups will probably yield about 3 cups of coffee due to heat expansion and evaporation. Do not use a paper filter they are filled with chemicals. Use a nylon or metal permanent filter
2) Allow coffee to cool down to a very comfortable, tepid temperature. Test with your finger. It should be the same temperature as a baby's bottle. It's safer to have it too cold than too warm; never use it hot or steaming; body temperature is good. Do the same with the water
3) Pour 3 cups of pure room temperature water into the enema bag, Loosen the clamp to allow the water to run out to the end of the catheter tip to get rid of any air bubbles and re-clamp the bag when all the air has been removed from the enema tubing.
4) Use a coat hanger to hang the enema bag at least two feet above the floor; on a door knob or towel rack. The bucket can rest on a chair, shelf or be held. Do not hang it high, as on a shower head, because it will be too forceful and the hose won't reach. It should flow very gently into the rectum and distal sigmoid colon only. It is not a high enema or colonic.
5) Lie down on the floor on your back or right side and gently insert the catheter into the rectum. If you need lubrication, food grade vegetable oil such as olive oil, a Vitamin E capsule, or KY jelly should be fine, unless you are chemically sensitive. It is generally a good idea to avoid petroleum products.
6) After gently inserting the tube into the rectum a few inches release the clamp and let the first (2 cups maximum) of water flow in. Clamp the tubing off as soon as there is the slightest amount of discomfort or fullness. Do not change positions or use an incline board to cause the enema to enter further into the colon; this defeats the purpose of this type of enema.
7) You may not be able to retain the water in your body very long. That is not so important as this is to cleanse the colon. However for the coffee try to retain the enema for a minimum of 12 or more minutes so it can reach the liver and cause it to expel its toxins. Sometimes there will be an immediate urgency to get rid of it and that is fine. It helps to clean the stool out of the colon so that next time around you can hold more of the enema longer. Never force yourself to retain it if you feel that you can't. When you have clamped the tubing, remove the catheter tip and void when you have to.
8) REPEAT all the above with the coffee. Use old towels and if you want a pillow and bring along some appropriately relaxing literature When you have finished your session, rinse out the bag and tubing with boiling water or better still hydrogen peroxide (Agua Oxigenada in Spanish).and hang it up to dry. If you feel wired or hyper, or have palpitations or irregular heartbeats after a coffee enema, you should reduce the amount of coffee, usually by half for a few days or weeks. Or consider that you really need organic coffee. Be sure the source of your water is good clean chemical-free spring, well, or filtered water.
Every day for the first week
Then twice a week for the next 30 days
Then once a week for 3 months
A months rest
Then repeat.
-------
SUPPLIES
1 measuring cup, 1 hot water bottle, 1 sheave (optional) which is a container with small holes to collect stones in the toilet if you want to see how effective this treatment is
1 enema bag (2-litre capacity) available at the pharmacy, 2 liters of pure water, 6 red or pink grapefruit, 12 oranges, 1 bottle of Oral Grade Epsom salts (magnesium sulfate), 1 cup of extra virgin olive oil. One ½ liter jar with a lid to shake the olive oil and grapefruit juice.
DAY 1
2 pm. From the time you get up in the morning until 2 pm you may drink apple juice or water. Some people say they get better results when they drink a lot of apple juice (non sweetened an preferably homemade apple juice) before a cleanse. No food at all to be eaten. No drink is to be taken after 2 pm (except a little water if you are very thirsty)
4 pm. Take 3 water enemas starting at 4 pm. Here’s how to take an enema. Heat half a jug of water in a pot, not a kettle, so you can test the temperature of the water. You want the water to be barely warm. It is going into your body so it must not be hot at all. Put your finger in the water to make sure it is only slightly warm. Hang the enema bag from the shower rod in the bathroom. Place 2 thick towels on the floor of the bathtub. You will shortly be kneeling on them so make it thick enough for comfort. There is a plastic flow-control on the tube descending from the enema bag. Make sure it is shut or the water will gush out when you start to fill the enema bag. Fill the enema bag slowly. Attach the insertion nozzle to the end of the tube. Lubricate the nozzle and yourself with some oil to make insertion comfortable. Kneel on the towels with your feet toward the drain. Keep your head down. Open the flow-control to expel any air from the tube. Gently insert the nozzle. Open the flow control part-way. If you open it all the way the water will flow quickly and you may feel bloated and uncomfortable. You may increase the flow if you like but shut it off completely if you start to feel uncomfortable. Wait until you feel comfortable then continue the flow. This will enable you to hold the water in so you don’t have the urge to rush to the toilet. Once you have taken all the water, remove the nozzle and lie on your back on the towels. Put your feet up on the wall to encourage the water to flow through the colon. Massage the abdomen from the left side to the bottom of the ribcage and then to the right side of the abdomen. Lie on your right side and massage the right side of the abdomen. You are encouraging the water to flow from the sigmoid up the descending across the transverse and down the ascending colon. That is the loop the colon makes. Hold the water in for at least 5 minutes. Resist the urge to visit the toilet. After finally visiting the toilet repeat the above procedure twice.
6 pm. Dissolve 2 tablespoons (British dessert spoons) of oral Epsom salts in 1 cup (250 ml.) of orange juice mixed 50/50 with grapefruit juice. This will relax you. It will also relax the bile ducts in the liver so that even the biggest stones will pass unnoticed. The most you will ever feel when you pass the stones is a train of marbles flowing up the right side of the abdomen below the ribcage. No pain or discomfort will felt. Lie down with a hot water bottle over the liver which is above and below the right side of the ribcage. The liver is a big organ, the largest organ in the body. Put more hot water in the bottle when it becomes too cool.
8 PM Repeat this procedure of 2 tablespoons (British dessert spoons) of oral Epsom salts in 1 cup (250 ml.) of grapefruit and orange juice. You may get a colon flush from the Epsom salts. Visit the bathroom when necessary.
9:45 pm. Place 2 or 3 pillows or cushions on the bed under your head in preparation for the main course. Squeeze the juice of 2 or 3 red or pink grapefruit, enough for one full cup (lemon juice or orange with a little water can also be used). Strain out the pulp. Add one full cup of oil to the juice. Stir the mixture for a minute (put in a ½ liter jar with a lid and shake well). Hold your nose and drink the mixture as fast as you can. Your goal is to drink the whole thing. If you can’t drink it all after a few minutes, or if you start to gag, that’s OK. Lie down quietly on your back with your head up high on the pillows and don’t move for at least 20 minutes. After 20 minutes you can change your position. The Epsom salts will make you fall asleep. You may get a colon flush after midnight. Visit the bathroom when necessary. When you start to see yellow and green stones floating on the top of the toilet you have struck pay dirt. The stones float because they are cholesterol and cholesterol is fat. Fat is lighter than water and will always float to the top when mixed with water.
DAY 2
6 am or later (set your alarm the night before) Mix 2 tablespoons of oral Epsom salts in 1 cup of grapefruit and orange juice. You may go back to bed. You may now also drink some pure water as you will probably be thirsty. Wait until you get a colon flush. You may have to visit the bathroom more than once. Then take 3 water enemas following the above procedure. The enemas will flush the stones out. Those who do this cleanse without the 6 water enemas do not have the incredible results as those who do the water enemas. Observe their size and color and make notes of approximately how many stones you got out so that you can compare the results with subsequent cleanses. Even if you got out only small yellow and green stones or only chaff the cleanse was a success. The larger stones will come out during later cleanses. If you want to save the larger stones to show your friends and family you can fish them out of the toilet with rubber gloves and place them in a plastic container in the freezer. They will eventually start to melt, even in the freezer.
Afternoon. It will take until late morning or early afternoon for the last stones to be flushed out. You should rest during the afternoon. The effects of the magnesium in the Epson salts will encourage you to follow the body’s need for rest and sleep at this time. You may want to break your fast during the afternoon or early evening. It is best to start back with a very light meal. I always prefer a light soup when I resume eating after a liver cleanse.
Repeat every month until no more stones come out, and then perhaps every 6 months.
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Wednesday, 3 November 2010
A plan!
School - Boredom at teaching, frustrated at being misunderstood, hurt and insecure over bullying, resentment
SOLUTION: Heart education, outreach, standing up for myself without resorting to violence, and FORGIVENESS.
Society - Angry at injustice, sad at inability to do something about that.
SOLUTION: Forgiveness, and understanding the definitions I have placed upon myself
Friends - bored, trying to please
SOLUTION: Live from the heart and make no forced attempts to please anyone, but feel it in my body first.
Family - misunderstanding, communication breakdown
SOLUTION: Forgiveness.
Lovers - very bad relationship history
Self - anger/rage or WORSE? beating self up
....forgive them all and forgive myself.
Conditions may have made me act badly, but I don't choose that at all anymore. I choose health and happiness. No exceptions. Bye docs, bye common consensus, I choose my vortex, and appreciation of everything. I choose to experience the thrill of new ideas precisely because I haven't felt them before. Refocus, improve, always! Clarity! I will release. I will trust the flow, releasing apathy, charging my body, believing in my inherent self worth, free from stubbornness and belief of malfunction, being free from resentment and revenge towards those before me, , only going for my goals, moving with change. and filling my life with joy. No hurt, or resentments, or secrets, or fear of the future. There is nothing to be irritated or bored by.
There is such hope. If there is enough air, there is enough. I won't be a Superman. I'll just be me. Statistics and circumstances do not matter. Only state of being matters. Awareness and dissolves awareness of bodily definitions, as you disappear into energy.
I am willing to release in my consciousness ,the pattern that has created this condition. I will let it go.
Circumstances don't matter, only state of being matters.
SO!
I will use the Abraham Hicks processes to build me up to constant passion, in the body, on all subjects I can think of - to use negativity as its own healing.
I will be passionate about that passion and remain there! I will utterly immerse myself, thought, word and deed into my new reality.
I will take my negative beliefs and their bag of tricks, straight into the light.
Then I shall track all elements in friends and family, the environment, my thoughts, memories, words, deeds, and my body, till all is like water. I haven't been there before. But I will be.
I will visualise my cells healthy at evening and night, working in perfect synchronicity. I will visualise that which makes me feel alive!
I will immerse myself in my vision board for perfect health - sailing, rowing, swimming, running, biking, climbing, yoga.
I believe in faith, that all is here and now, immediately granted, and all I must do is believe and feel.
I accept all negativity from within or without is just asking in disguise. I will find the right people and input, for feeling alive in the body and deep empowerment.
I will change my diet to fully vegan, no exceptions.
I will follow this full daily routine:
7am: Cantron, enzymes, SLO, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice, 3 glasses of water, Borax/sea salt with water. Fresh up.
8am: 3-4 fruits, brown rice tea
8.10: Muesli, carrot juice w/1 tbsp wheatgrass powder, 2g Vit C drops w 2g MSM, B1/B Complex/D3
8 30: Stretching, walking/swimming, deep breathing/yogic practice
9: 1 hour detox, sun bulb, 2 glasses of water, shower.
10: Cantron, enzymes, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice.
11 30: SLO
12: DCA, 1 pound of salad and veg, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice.
1: Cantron w/green tea. Coffee/water enema
4: Cantron, water
5: Enzymes, plus pancreatic and bromelain.
6: Light meal, , carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice.
7, 10 and 1: Cantron, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice,
10. Fresh down, muesli.
11: Reading, higher self meditation. Cannabis oil.
Meditation, processes, and tracking throughout.
Plus a full quarterly detox from colon, gallbladder, liver, and kidneys.
Salad ingredients: millet, brown rice, lentils, beans, peas, yams & potatoes, soup, kale, tomatoes, spinach, beets, carrots, chard, cabbage, brussel sprouts, broccoli, onions, artichokes, asparagus, peppers, and green beans.
I will build a financial target of 150k a year from arbing, automated, 350k a year from penny stock, also automated, and up to 500k a year from local business marketing.
The first goal, from a first month of 8k, and a monthly ROI of 10% which is totally reinvested.
To reach 150 would take 30 months.
The second goal (estimated from figures from July-Sept '10) , at around 26 trades a quarter, an average ROI of 6.17% a quarter, a total input per quarter of 480k and an average input per trade of 18,470, leads to an average profit per trade of 1140, and a yearly profit of about 120k.
To reach 350k I would have to triple those numbers and need to put in around 55k per trade, though perhaps not feasible. This would take 2 years to hit
The third goal will take 14-16 clients on a monthly continuity of 2500-3000 pounds. Possible in 18 months.
Then the rest is peachy :)
SOLUTION: Heart education, outreach, standing up for myself without resorting to violence, and FORGIVENESS.
Society - Angry at injustice, sad at inability to do something about that.
SOLUTION: Forgiveness, and understanding the definitions I have placed upon myself
Friends - bored, trying to please
SOLUTION: Live from the heart and make no forced attempts to please anyone, but feel it in my body first.
Family - misunderstanding, communication breakdown
SOLUTION: Forgiveness.
Lovers - very bad relationship history
Self - anger/rage or WORSE? beating self up
....forgive them all and forgive myself.
Conditions may have made me act badly, but I don't choose that at all anymore. I choose health and happiness. No exceptions. Bye docs, bye common consensus, I choose my vortex, and appreciation of everything. I choose to experience the thrill of new ideas precisely because I haven't felt them before. Refocus, improve, always! Clarity! I will release. I will trust the flow, releasing apathy, charging my body, believing in my inherent self worth, free from stubbornness and belief of malfunction, being free from resentment and revenge towards those before me, , only going for my goals, moving with change. and filling my life with joy. No hurt, or resentments, or secrets, or fear of the future. There is nothing to be irritated or bored by.
There is such hope. If there is enough air, there is enough. I won't be a Superman. I'll just be me. Statistics and circumstances do not matter. Only state of being matters. Awareness and dissolves awareness of bodily definitions, as you disappear into energy.
I am willing to release in my consciousness ,the pattern that has created this condition. I will let it go.
Circumstances don't matter, only state of being matters.
SO!
I will use the Abraham Hicks processes to build me up to constant passion, in the body, on all subjects I can think of - to use negativity as its own healing.
I will be passionate about that passion and remain there! I will utterly immerse myself, thought, word and deed into my new reality.
I will take my negative beliefs and their bag of tricks, straight into the light.
Then I shall track all elements in friends and family, the environment, my thoughts, memories, words, deeds, and my body, till all is like water. I haven't been there before. But I will be.
I will visualise my cells healthy at evening and night, working in perfect synchronicity. I will visualise that which makes me feel alive!
I will immerse myself in my vision board for perfect health - sailing, rowing, swimming, running, biking, climbing, yoga.
I believe in faith, that all is here and now, immediately granted, and all I must do is believe and feel.
I accept all negativity from within or without is just asking in disguise. I will find the right people and input, for feeling alive in the body and deep empowerment.
I will change my diet to fully vegan, no exceptions.
I will follow this full daily routine:
7am: Cantron, enzymes, SLO, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice, 3 glasses of water, Borax/sea salt with water. Fresh up.
8am: 3-4 fruits, brown rice tea
8.10: Muesli, carrot juice w/1 tbsp wheatgrass powder, 2g Vit C drops w 2g MSM, B1/B Complex/D3
8 30: Stretching, walking/swimming, deep breathing/yogic practice
9: 1 hour detox, sun bulb, 2 glasses of water, shower.
10: Cantron, enzymes, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice.
11 30: SLO
12: DCA, 1 pound of salad and veg, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice.
1: Cantron w/green tea. Coffee/water enema
4: Cantron, water
5: Enzymes, plus pancreatic and bromelain.
6: Light meal, , carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice.
7, 10 and 1: Cantron, carrot/cucumber/wheatgrass juice,
10. Fresh down, muesli.
11: Reading, higher self meditation. Cannabis oil.
Meditation, processes, and tracking throughout.
Plus a full quarterly detox from colon, gallbladder, liver, and kidneys.
Salad ingredients: millet, brown rice, lentils, beans, peas, yams & potatoes, soup, kale, tomatoes, spinach, beets, carrots, chard, cabbage, brussel sprouts, broccoli, onions, artichokes, asparagus, peppers, and green beans.
I will build a financial target of 150k a year from arbing, automated, 350k a year from penny stock, also automated, and up to 500k a year from local business marketing.
The first goal, from a first month of 8k, and a monthly ROI of 10% which is totally reinvested.
To reach 150 would take 30 months.
The second goal (estimated from figures from July-Sept '10) , at around 26 trades a quarter, an average ROI of 6.17% a quarter, a total input per quarter of 480k and an average input per trade of 18,470, leads to an average profit per trade of 1140, and a yearly profit of about 120k.
To reach 350k I would have to triple those numbers and need to put in around 55k per trade, though perhaps not feasible. This would take 2 years to hit
The third goal will take 14-16 clients on a monthly continuity of 2500-3000 pounds. Possible in 18 months.
Then the rest is peachy :)
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Back from holiday. Crazy dreams much?
OK. It was fun. I'm tired so will keep this short.
If you dream the following - that in your dreams, you avoid having sex with Seraloo in front of her friends in a bizarre Unreal Tournament style room, and instead only bite her nipple, you avoid having sex with a 15 year old in an orgy and meet up with Rob Shaw in a giant mansion and play drums blindfolded, you avoid having sex with Olga in a London home in front of her gay nihilist friends because she wants you to stick it in the hole in her penis (yes, she's a tranny), followed by a trip to a San Francisco club with your dad where you defuse a nuke, plus a broken computer and imagining that the cast of Lost were helped out by a giant ancient turtle called Almost That What's Not - what does that all mean?!
Gotta sleep!!
If you dream the following - that in your dreams, you avoid having sex with Seraloo in front of her friends in a bizarre Unreal Tournament style room, and instead only bite her nipple, you avoid having sex with a 15 year old in an orgy and meet up with Rob Shaw in a giant mansion and play drums blindfolded, you avoid having sex with Olga in a London home in front of her gay nihilist friends because she wants you to stick it in the hole in her penis (yes, she's a tranny), followed by a trip to a San Francisco club with your dad where you defuse a nuke, plus a broken computer and imagining that the cast of Lost were helped out by a giant ancient turtle called Almost That What's Not - what does that all mean?!
Gotta sleep!!
Tuesday, 26 October 2010
Statements of truth.
I HAVE BASIC SELF WORTH AND VALUE JUST BECAUSE I'M HERE!
GOD AND THE UNIVERSE VALUE MY PERSPECTIVE JUST BY NATURE OF MY PRESENCE.
THIS IS THE BASIS OF WONDER AND WARMTH AND SECURITY. I AM ALIVE.
HOW COULD I FEEL OTHER TO WHAT I FEEL AND WHO WOULD CHOOSE OR DESIRE TO GO OTHERWISE?
ISN'T THIS GETTING JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE DELICIOUS?
This is all a lesson and a question. It's all electricity in my body.
I am most certaintly listening and caring. ..
I am angry at me! for not standing up for myself at every possible route.
I am hurt and very aware of that because I deserve everything that I am!
I am discouraged by my world.
THINGS ARE GETTING BETTER IN MY WORLD ALL THE TIME.
Everyone wants the conditions that I want, and EVERYONE CAN HAVE THEM.
GOD AND THE UNIVERSE VALUE MY PERSPECTIVE JUST BY NATURE OF MY PRESENCE.
THIS IS THE BASIS OF WONDER AND WARMTH AND SECURITY. I AM ALIVE.
HOW COULD I FEEL OTHER TO WHAT I FEEL AND WHO WOULD CHOOSE OR DESIRE TO GO OTHERWISE?
ISN'T THIS GETTING JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE DELICIOUS?
This is all a lesson and a question. It's all electricity in my body.
I am most certaintly listening and caring. ..
I am angry at me! for not standing up for myself at every possible route.
I am hurt and very aware of that because I deserve everything that I am!
I am discouraged by my world.
THINGS ARE GETTING BETTER IN MY WORLD ALL THE TIME.
Everyone wants the conditions that I want, and EVERYONE CAN HAVE THEM.
What I need to address in order to get better.
Focused visualisation on perfect health, as often as possible. 10x a day. maybe more. Feel warmth in the body.
Address my crippling lack of self worth and self sabotage, for years. Wrap it in warmth.
Find things that make me feel nurtured and happy and wanted.
Find all the episodes of deep ugliness in my life and ...wrap them in warmth. Bring clarity to confusion. Accept that they happened and find the gold within them. In order:
Mum hitting me and flying out of control
Marcus spitting in my face
Chris Woods beating me
Aimee kissing Ashley Fitpatrick and feeling broken hearted.
Feeling like I should never ask for anything because all that would happen is rejection.
The brutality with which I hated myself - that it broke off into another part of my personality that wanted purely to be sadistic and ugly. and that it probably let me get ill.
The shame I felt at the first day of St Bedes. How it never really let up and how I felt mocked by my peers and certaintly by my distant acquaintances.
This main feeling carried over through LGS and Rawlins, and even Drumtech.
It was echoed in every one of my painful experiences in love.
So what's the issue here? WORTHINESS. The feeling of BASIC WORTH AND VALUE.
Address my crippling lack of self worth and self sabotage, for years. Wrap it in warmth.
Find things that make me feel nurtured and happy and wanted.
Find all the episodes of deep ugliness in my life and ...wrap them in warmth. Bring clarity to confusion. Accept that they happened and find the gold within them. In order:
Mum hitting me and flying out of control
Marcus spitting in my face
Chris Woods beating me
Aimee kissing Ashley Fitpatrick and feeling broken hearted.
Feeling like I should never ask for anything because all that would happen is rejection.
The brutality with which I hated myself - that it broke off into another part of my personality that wanted purely to be sadistic and ugly. and that it probably let me get ill.
The shame I felt at the first day of St Bedes. How it never really let up and how I felt mocked by my peers and certaintly by my distant acquaintances.
This main feeling carried over through LGS and Rawlins, and even Drumtech.
It was echoed in every one of my painful experiences in love.
So what's the issue here? WORTHINESS. The feeling of BASIC WORTH AND VALUE.
Notes from the Dalai Lama.
Passivity is the enemy
We are the same
We need vision
We need stress free lives
Negligence and excessive force are bred from lack of awareness
The future of the world belongs on the shoulders of the under 30s
We are meant to be gentle
We must educate everyone on peace.
Heal the mind for peace
Heal the heart for happiness and warmheartedness
Find a vision for both from awareness
Aim for transparency, visibility, responsibility, and unity, within everything
Compassion leads to easier communication, which leads to trust, which leads to friendship
Monday, 25 October 2010
My future of music.
(in response to the news that Allan Holdsworth is retiring and Scott Henderson hates downloading).
OK, about this whole downloading thing, this is what I would do. I am speaking as someone who has downloaded about 100,000 tracks in his time. I painfully and sadly admit that. Scott's opinions are right on the money. Downloaders ARE the gangbangers of the Internet. If I wasn't a brokeass I don't think I would do this. Getting things for free devalues the end experience. Look at where we are today, surrounded by utterly useless (and by that I mean joyless) media - in a sea of it.
If it's not beautiful or useful, forget it.
If you can't define it or act upon it, forget it.
If it doesn't bring you joy - you WILL forget it.
I have questions.
Is downloading music stealing?
What is fair reimbursment?
Is it worth reimbursing people who get 4 hours sleep, 2 plane flights, a bus ride, and then get in just in time for soundcheck, and then do that up to 20 nights in a row, just because they work hard? No spite intended, this is a question of causality.
Do CDs really need to cost 20 dollars when you can get them for about 5?
Should people like me - where the only money I get is from disability allowance from the government for my illness (which goes straight back into medicine to keep me going) - be vilified for trying to enjoy themselves with free music? (Not to pull your strings, I look at this with little in the way of misery)
How are you going to control downloading?
Are those attempts to control downloading giving a good ROI? Isn't this going to carry on indefinitely? Aren't current attempts by the US government to shut down any site they please just fascism by any other name?
How do you legislate morality?
Is current mainstream music, with all it's horrible creative/mental limitations, worth paying anything for?
Isn't it about time that people started acting a bit more unrestrained when it comes to creativity, since it feels like everyone is drawing from a very narrow slice of their own spiritual and sonic potential? Aren't you bored with this shit?
Why do people make music - is it just texture, or something to dance to? Spiritual experience? Shouldn't the artist set their intent VERY clearly from the start?
Hasn't the Internet shot the bar SO high, that anyone who is not a Guthrie/Holdsworth/Shawn is immediately discredited? What effect does that have on the mind of the composer? Stress?
Isn't the core of the issue here 'survival of the fittest', that musicians (and everyone) is almost at the point where they are struggling to survive? Isn't it important for the government to ensure everyone gets basic survival needs taken care of? (I would argue the only feasible way to do this would be to create a one world government and dissolve all national borders, but that's another debate). Isn't rising energy costs going to make things like touring potentially unbearable in the not too distant future?
How do you future proof your musical career when you get older and your health comes more and more into question?
Is music worth anything at all?
Why don't people make more heartfelt, sincere product that we can all agree is worth reimbursement? Isn't dealing in 'style' being replaced by 'texture' and 'feeling'?
Where exactly are we going as musicians if we intend to be (and this is going to sound wacky but in so many ways it's the truth) the foremost outpicturing of the excitement and passion of our species? Isn't the current mainstream cultural climate just laughable in that respect - and isn't it also a glorious thing that there is so much room for improvement?
Here's what I would do. Go entirely digital, and build an e-mail list of 1000 or so true fans for my material. If you know about how to target Internet traffic, this shouldn't be too hard. People want the experience you offer. If you think it's worth offering with your heart and soul, then it most certaintly is. If you have the awareness to know that, you're already there. You can become twice as productive if you cut out all technological distractions; that should free up the time to learn this as a skill.
( If you are a musician, the best job in the universe is internet marketing. You get to learn all the ins and outs of customer relations and building an actual trustworthy relationship with strangers, it's very lucrative, you can do it anywhere, especially on tour, and it's as close to a guaranteed income as you can get in a job in this economy. Of course, there are a HORDE of snake oil salesmen in this regard, so I can only recommend to you Chris Farrell's membership site or Eben Pagan as the most trustworthy examples of this today. I am a true fan of Eben Pagan, for example, because he provides true value that is on the cutting edge of where human communication and awareness is at, plus he never spams me...!)
I would make sure it's GOOD material. I would look at it and ask, 'is that the best I could do, given all I was exposed to in my environment, and given all that I know is in my heart and soul?'
I would practice and develop my material in relative secrecy, and then a few months prior (or however long it took to reach critical mass), send out promotion on YouTube, Twitter, Facebook, and to my list. I would send out interviews to all the major internet zines, I would build natural search results in Google for my top keywords so that I was NOTICED by my audience. If this took too long I would outsource my efforts to the Phillipines. I would record it in a home studio. I've heard material that is fantastic quality and done from people's bedrooms. With some financial sense and over time, I could afford a mixing desk and good quality instruments - NO problem. I would have to plan over the years - actually getting the equipment, and a house etc, that was big enough to record, would easily be the biggest problem. But chances are you could do it in your basement.
So, the actual product:
Package 1 - MP3s (free)
Package 2 - FLAC plus MP3s - 8 dollars. It'll get leaked but I'll take what I can get.
Package 3 - Limited 12 inch picture vinyl plus all of the above sent out a week beforehand and unique material, books, graphic design and artwork that you can't get anywhere else, hell, maybe some 7 inches! - 40 dollars, or whatever. I actually get very visually inspired by music, I consider this a spiritual thing, and want to tie in other sensual areas towards the listener's experience. One of the best examples I ever saw of that was Diamanda Galas' 'Defixiones' CD. Very well done indeed.
Package 4 - Limited CD with drumsticks, picks, pictures, booklets etc, plus a thumb drive with remixes, guitar and drum tracks, and tabulature for remix purposes.
But let's get clear - no one really wants CDs anymore. You can download the music and the packaging is neglible at that size. if I wanted the physical experience, I would go vinyl. Nothing compares. It's a gift from God.
The cash I get from that IS the tour advance, and with the exception of the last, there's no physical overhead at all. Pure profit, and thanks to the people who were honest enough to pay for it. On the last one, the perceived value could be so high, I could charge very well for it. There are enough people out there who are interested in that to make it lucrative. I would then to drum up interest in tour dates. Where there was the MOST interest, I would set up myself, no agent, no more than about 10 VERY special live gigs, where I could absorb the audience fully into the concept I was trying to put forward.
I would set it up so far in advance that I would minimize stress. I would look at each venue's stage and setup ability. I would make setting up as quick and painless and automatic as possible. Being clear in your mind before hand takes the stress off...hugely. It might mean being less prolific because you are being selective, but it could also mean being MORE prolific, as everything that has been systematized HAS been.
In the meantime, i would practice backstage, and offer instructional material and personalized private lessons for the most select devotees.
So Allan - don't retire! Just become strategic!
OK, about this whole downloading thing, this is what I would do. I am speaking as someone who has downloaded about 100,000 tracks in his time. I painfully and sadly admit that. Scott's opinions are right on the money. Downloaders ARE the gangbangers of the Internet. If I wasn't a brokeass I don't think I would do this. Getting things for free devalues the end experience. Look at where we are today, surrounded by utterly useless (and by that I mean joyless) media - in a sea of it.
If it's not beautiful or useful, forget it.
If you can't define it or act upon it, forget it.
If it doesn't bring you joy - you WILL forget it.
I have questions.
Is downloading music stealing?
What is fair reimbursment?
Is it worth reimbursing people who get 4 hours sleep, 2 plane flights, a bus ride, and then get in just in time for soundcheck, and then do that up to 20 nights in a row, just because they work hard? No spite intended, this is a question of causality.
Do CDs really need to cost 20 dollars when you can get them for about 5?
Should people like me - where the only money I get is from disability allowance from the government for my illness (which goes straight back into medicine to keep me going) - be vilified for trying to enjoy themselves with free music? (Not to pull your strings, I look at this with little in the way of misery)
How are you going to control downloading?
Are those attempts to control downloading giving a good ROI? Isn't this going to carry on indefinitely? Aren't current attempts by the US government to shut down any site they please just fascism by any other name?
How do you legislate morality?
Is current mainstream music, with all it's horrible creative/mental limitations, worth paying anything for?
Isn't it about time that people started acting a bit more unrestrained when it comes to creativity, since it feels like everyone is drawing from a very narrow slice of their own spiritual and sonic potential? Aren't you bored with this shit?
Why do people make music - is it just texture, or something to dance to? Spiritual experience? Shouldn't the artist set their intent VERY clearly from the start?
Hasn't the Internet shot the bar SO high, that anyone who is not a Guthrie/Holdsworth/Shawn is immediately discredited? What effect does that have on the mind of the composer? Stress?
Isn't the core of the issue here 'survival of the fittest', that musicians (and everyone) is almost at the point where they are struggling to survive? Isn't it important for the government to ensure everyone gets basic survival needs taken care of? (I would argue the only feasible way to do this would be to create a one world government and dissolve all national borders, but that's another debate). Isn't rising energy costs going to make things like touring potentially unbearable in the not too distant future?
How do you future proof your musical career when you get older and your health comes more and more into question?
Is music worth anything at all?
Why don't people make more heartfelt, sincere product that we can all agree is worth reimbursement? Isn't dealing in 'style' being replaced by 'texture' and 'feeling'?
Where exactly are we going as musicians if we intend to be (and this is going to sound wacky but in so many ways it's the truth) the foremost outpicturing of the excitement and passion of our species? Isn't the current mainstream cultural climate just laughable in that respect - and isn't it also a glorious thing that there is so much room for improvement?
Here's what I would do. Go entirely digital, and build an e-mail list of 1000 or so true fans for my material. If you know about how to target Internet traffic, this shouldn't be too hard. People want the experience you offer. If you think it's worth offering with your heart and soul, then it most certaintly is. If you have the awareness to know that, you're already there. You can become twice as productive if you cut out all technological distractions; that should free up the time to learn this as a skill.
( If you are a musician, the best job in the universe is internet marketing. You get to learn all the ins and outs of customer relations and building an actual trustworthy relationship with strangers, it's very lucrative, you can do it anywhere, especially on tour, and it's as close to a guaranteed income as you can get in a job in this economy. Of course, there are a HORDE of snake oil salesmen in this regard, so I can only recommend to you Chris Farrell's membership site or Eben Pagan as the most trustworthy examples of this today. I am a true fan of Eben Pagan, for example, because he provides true value that is on the cutting edge of where human communication and awareness is at, plus he never spams me...!)
I would make sure it's GOOD material. I would look at it and ask, 'is that the best I could do, given all I was exposed to in my environment, and given all that I know is in my heart and soul?'
I would practice and develop my material in relative secrecy, and then a few months prior (or however long it took to reach critical mass), send out promotion on YouTube, Twitter, Facebook, and to my list. I would send out interviews to all the major internet zines, I would build natural search results in Google for my top keywords so that I was NOTICED by my audience. If this took too long I would outsource my efforts to the Phillipines. I would record it in a home studio. I've heard material that is fantastic quality and done from people's bedrooms. With some financial sense and over time, I could afford a mixing desk and good quality instruments - NO problem. I would have to plan over the years - actually getting the equipment, and a house etc, that was big enough to record, would easily be the biggest problem. But chances are you could do it in your basement.
So, the actual product:
Package 1 - MP3s (free)
Package 2 - FLAC plus MP3s - 8 dollars. It'll get leaked but I'll take what I can get.
Package 3 - Limited 12 inch picture vinyl plus all of the above sent out a week beforehand and unique material, books, graphic design and artwork that you can't get anywhere else, hell, maybe some 7 inches! - 40 dollars, or whatever. I actually get very visually inspired by music, I consider this a spiritual thing, and want to tie in other sensual areas towards the listener's experience. One of the best examples I ever saw of that was Diamanda Galas' 'Defixiones' CD. Very well done indeed.
Package 4 - Limited CD with drumsticks, picks, pictures, booklets etc, plus a thumb drive with remixes, guitar and drum tracks, and tabulature for remix purposes.
But let's get clear - no one really wants CDs anymore. You can download the music and the packaging is neglible at that size. if I wanted the physical experience, I would go vinyl. Nothing compares. It's a gift from God.
The cash I get from that IS the tour advance, and with the exception of the last, there's no physical overhead at all. Pure profit, and thanks to the people who were honest enough to pay for it. On the last one, the perceived value could be so high, I could charge very well for it. There are enough people out there who are interested in that to make it lucrative. I would then to drum up interest in tour dates. Where there was the MOST interest, I would set up myself, no agent, no more than about 10 VERY special live gigs, where I could absorb the audience fully into the concept I was trying to put forward.
I would set it up so far in advance that I would minimize stress. I would look at each venue's stage and setup ability. I would make setting up as quick and painless and automatic as possible. Being clear in your mind before hand takes the stress off...hugely. It might mean being less prolific because you are being selective, but it could also mean being MORE prolific, as everything that has been systematized HAS been.
In the meantime, i would practice backstage, and offer instructional material and personalized private lessons for the most select devotees.
So Allan - don't retire! Just become strategic!
Saturday, 23 October 2010
FURIOUS LOVE.
I'm watching this right now, and want to make a addition or proviso to my 'belief' section -
I believe you can cure all illness with love.
I'm not sure if I believe in the devil or an ultimate source of evil - but evil spirits, possession, and the occult? Absolutely. The first example listed in this film, called the 'mystic banquet' is one of the most disgusting things I have ever heard. There's only one link I could find on Google, the top of the first page, and even that makes for hard reading (and by that I also mean the author doesn't know how to write that well).
I am not the living breathing example of everything I stand by. I can only observe what is, and make decisions accordingly. I see that the sicknesses of our society can be cured by following Jesus' example and developing thought control: living with joy, truth, and love. This film is as close as I've ever seen to an outpicturing of that.
That said, when it comes to the nature of evil, I find the totality of the following, as a list of 'doorways to the devil', written by a supposed ex-Satanist, VERY hard to believe in. Some of the following I find silly, some plausible/interesting, and some I would just plain run away from because they're sickening to anyone with a functioning heart (ie, child abuse, incest, rape). Dungeons And Dragons? Martial arts? ESP, psychic ability, yoga, telekenesis, transcendental meditation, and astral projection, which I find interesting metaphysical abilities of the natural body? Studying the occult? 'ROCK MUSIC'? What's next - Harry Potter?
How are any of these things exclusively wrong? The religious would argue it's not worth the risk. I find that moralizing in this way is just as dangerous. That said, the bulk of the list is just beyond my interest. Can you say 'cold reading'? I have ZERO interest in going down the wrong road, so don't give me that sour milk face. I want to take full awareness of my body with these things as tools. God has ordained me to use them by the very nature of their existence in my being AS IS. If something wrong happens after that point it's due to outside influence. Also, gay monkeys.
And oh yes - 'repeated drunkeness' - don't stop now, is getting drunk right or wrong? I don't drink or smoke at all, I'm only taking cannabis oil for my brain tumour, by the looks of things I'm more hardline than you on this subject. The body's not meant to take in alcohol or tobacco at all. So let's say the gateway begins right then and there. You're not arguing that point because it's too deeply ingrained in social conditioning. That point in mind, how much of what you say here can I truly trust?
Come on - on a few of these, aren't you just suggesting to kill what you don't understand? How much of is this real? (and I believe in a lot of the things in this movie), and how much of it is a relic of the overly dramatic/dogmatic, intellectual/sexual ghetto Christians have buried themselves in? It's an open question, and to answers to this, so am I. Show me the observable spiritual truth, and my heart will, and does, change.
I don't want to avoid the truth of God's love. But I do want the ability to not use Jesus' name - EVERY OTHER WORD - to understand people who otherwise might be alienated.
The power of LOVE will SAVE this planet. This is the truth of Jesus. We're only just beginning to understand it. Going around with horns, tooting out our own magnificence, is pretty repulsive, as I've tried to point out.
Everything I believe in, radical honesty, EFT, alignment of your deepest self etc - is just love by any other name. That Christians go into the mouth of madness, hell on Earth, the sex trade in Thailand, for example, to free the hurt in people's hearts, to heal the sick and give homes to the homeless, is what I want to live for. People are hurt. I want to love unconditionally. The stories of peoples scars from working in the sex trade is so awful. One scar is a lifetime story that could take an emotional Everest to overcome. The number of scars we're talking about here is utter, screaming numbness. If I have ever contributed to this in any way, my God, I don't know how I could live with myself.
I'm now watching a man who just overdosed on heroin, run back to the city dump in Madrid looking for dirty needles to shoot up again. and these people are taking him back to his family. he's crying for his family. He says he deserves this.
Love.
Love.
Love.
But should I abandon my mind in the process?
"Horoscopes (I was guilty of this), fortune tellers, tea leaf readers, tarot cards, palm readers, seances, studying books on the occult arts, ouiji boards, ESP, psychics, astral projection (leaving your body), mediation (of ANY kind - I was guilty of this), water witching, divining for oil or minerals by using a dowsing rod or pendulum, any magic like levitation (I was guilty of this [light as a feather, stiff as a board]), telekinesis (moving objects with your mind), using mediums, spiritists to locate a missing object, any martial arts (I was guilty of this [jujitsu]), spells, incantations, etc. Any of the aforementioned things WILL OPEN A DOORWAY TO THE INFLOW OF SATANIC POWER AND DEMONS.
I believe you can cure all illness with love.
I'm not sure if I believe in the devil or an ultimate source of evil - but evil spirits, possession, and the occult? Absolutely. The first example listed in this film, called the 'mystic banquet' is one of the most disgusting things I have ever heard. There's only one link I could find on Google, the top of the first page, and even that makes for hard reading (and by that I also mean the author doesn't know how to write that well).
I am not the living breathing example of everything I stand by. I can only observe what is, and make decisions accordingly. I see that the sicknesses of our society can be cured by following Jesus' example and developing thought control: living with joy, truth, and love. This film is as close as I've ever seen to an outpicturing of that.
That said, when it comes to the nature of evil, I find the totality of the following, as a list of 'doorways to the devil', written by a supposed ex-Satanist, VERY hard to believe in. Some of the following I find silly, some plausible/interesting, and some I would just plain run away from because they're sickening to anyone with a functioning heart (ie, child abuse, incest, rape). Dungeons And Dragons? Martial arts? ESP, psychic ability, yoga, telekenesis, transcendental meditation, and astral projection, which I find interesting metaphysical abilities of the natural body? Studying the occult? 'ROCK MUSIC'? What's next - Harry Potter?
How are any of these things exclusively wrong? The religious would argue it's not worth the risk. I find that moralizing in this way is just as dangerous. That said, the bulk of the list is just beyond my interest. Can you say 'cold reading'? I have ZERO interest in going down the wrong road, so don't give me that sour milk face. I want to take full awareness of my body with these things as tools. God has ordained me to use them by the very nature of their existence in my being AS IS. If something wrong happens after that point it's due to outside influence. Also, gay monkeys.
And oh yes - 'repeated drunkeness' - don't stop now, is getting drunk right or wrong? I don't drink or smoke at all, I'm only taking cannabis oil for my brain tumour, by the looks of things I'm more hardline than you on this subject. The body's not meant to take in alcohol or tobacco at all. So let's say the gateway begins right then and there. You're not arguing that point because it's too deeply ingrained in social conditioning. That point in mind, how much of what you say here can I truly trust?
Come on - on a few of these, aren't you just suggesting to kill what you don't understand? How much of is this real? (and I believe in a lot of the things in this movie), and how much of it is a relic of the overly dramatic/dogmatic, intellectual/sexual ghetto Christians have buried themselves in? It's an open question, and to answers to this, so am I. Show me the observable spiritual truth, and my heart will, and does, change.
I don't want to avoid the truth of God's love. But I do want the ability to not use Jesus' name - EVERY OTHER WORD - to understand people who otherwise might be alienated.
The power of LOVE will SAVE this planet. This is the truth of Jesus. We're only just beginning to understand it. Going around with horns, tooting out our own magnificence, is pretty repulsive, as I've tried to point out.
Everything I believe in, radical honesty, EFT, alignment of your deepest self etc - is just love by any other name. That Christians go into the mouth of madness, hell on Earth, the sex trade in Thailand, for example, to free the hurt in people's hearts, to heal the sick and give homes to the homeless, is what I want to live for. People are hurt. I want to love unconditionally. The stories of peoples scars from working in the sex trade is so awful. One scar is a lifetime story that could take an emotional Everest to overcome. The number of scars we're talking about here is utter, screaming numbness. If I have ever contributed to this in any way, my God, I don't know how I could live with myself.
I'm now watching a man who just overdosed on heroin, run back to the city dump in Madrid looking for dirty needles to shoot up again. and these people are taking him back to his family. he's crying for his family. He says he deserves this.
Love.
Love.
Love.
But should I abandon my mind in the process?
"Horoscopes (I was guilty of this), fortune tellers, tea leaf readers, tarot cards, palm readers, seances, studying books on the occult arts, ouiji boards, ESP, psychics, astral projection (leaving your body), mediation (of ANY kind - I was guilty of this), water witching, divining for oil or minerals by using a dowsing rod or pendulum, any magic like levitation (I was guilty of this [light as a feather, stiff as a board]), telekinesis (moving objects with your mind), using mediums, spiritists to locate a missing object, any martial arts (I was guilty of this [jujitsu]), spells, incantations, etc. Any of the aforementioned things WILL OPEN A DOORWAY TO THE INFLOW OF SATANIC POWER AND DEMONS.
Also, use of recreational drugs (guilty!), repeated drunkeness, child abuse, any severe emotional and/or physical trauma may allow evil in. Sexual fornication is another big doorway (guilty!). Demons ARE passed from one person to another through sex. The author of the book said rape and violent sexual assault, especially in children, is a doorway she sees repeatedly used to come into people's lives. She said it resulted in some of the strongest demons she's ever met. She also said that incest and any homosexual activity ALWAYS leads to demonic infestation. Also any of the corrupt sexual practices condemned in the Bible and used in porn.
Biofeedback (guilty!) also trains people to gain control of areas of our minds and bodies that God has not ordained us to have control of. Biofeedback is modernized Yoga, satanic meditation, and witchcraft. Hypnosis (guilty!) and acupuncture are forms of demonic healing. All Eastern religions are various forms of demon worship. People don't know that the needles used in acupuncture are blessed by various leaders of the Eastern religions. Some Eastern religions are T.M. (Transcendental Meditation) and Yoga. Instead of doing Yoga, you should do Pilates which is similar and without the spiritual ramifications. Using hexes or spells or "voodoo" can even affect Christians. You have to be careful who you cross and who you associate with because they might get revenge on you in this form if you offend them. I had a friend in college who found out that a dude she was sleeping with had a girlfriend. Of course, she was hurt, so she said she was seriously considering having a lady who worked with her who knew voodoo to put a spell on him! I'm glad she reconsidered. Also, some demonic stuff is inherited if you don't get with Jesus. Even if you are a Christian, you need to close the doorway to any ancestors that have done witchcraft with the blood of Jesus. Elaine said that some babies were possessed before they even were born because of some deals their Satanic parents made.
She said one of the biggest tools Satan uses in the U.S. is the occultic role-playing fantasy games like Dungeon & Dragons. She said this is especially occurring in the West Coast. This next one will probably offend a lot of you. She said rock music was a carefully devised and executed plan of the devil. When she became the high priestess, she got to meet the famous rock stars. She said they had signed a contract to the devil for fame and fortune. If you look it up online, most of the famous rock stars die at age 27. I always wondered if it was because their contract ended at that age. Even the ones who didn't die at age more than likely have signed contracts. These rocks stars are teaching untold millions of youth to worship and serve Satan. I even heard that 3 6 Mafia (who used to be one of my favorites) are involved in witchcraft. Look how famous they have gotten with such silly music?! They have a Grammy! 3 6 could very well stand for 3 sixes (666). I listened to one of their songs slowed down, and you could hear them saying incantations in the background and in the chorus."
Thursday, 21 October 2010
...and up again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-cTYhY3NUWE
People living in competition...all I want is to have my peace of mind. :)
S
People living in competition...all I want is to have my peace of mind. :)
S
Wednesday, 20 October 2010
To the bottom.
I find people boring. I have no interest in what they are doing. I feel guilt for this, because my emotionally stunted father makes me feel guilty. I feel violent rage and anger at him because of this, and the fact he's never here. He has no right whatsoever to instill this in me. I want to punch him in the face.
My mother is a little girl with no mother and a prick of a father who treated her appallingly. In the past, she swung between obnoxious shrieking and manipulative, lonesome weeping. Me and my sister felt deep pity and furious rage towards her for her tactics. My sister actually struck her once.
I feel like I'm above the ridiculous society in which I inhabit and wish to push the shame it has instilled in me right back its' rotten throat. I would rather be a leech, and often alone, than participate. This is why I sabotaged myself with bad grades and bad friends.
I still don't know why I suffer from paraletic fear. I can only theorise that it was because I was never allowed to be angry when I was young. I was made to suffer for it. Now there is a deep, burning, out of control sad fury in me that wants to destroy everything. That my early romantic entanglements spectacularly and gruesomely imploded no doubt contributed.
I have spent my entire life in solitude and bitterness, going over these concepts and burying ugliness deep into my foundation. I am both the worst of my parents. Anger, fear, and guilt.
Now I get to be manipulative, lazy, and ugly too. Just look at my last post.
My mother is a little girl with no mother and a prick of a father who treated her appallingly. In the past, she swung between obnoxious shrieking and manipulative, lonesome weeping. Me and my sister felt deep pity and furious rage towards her for her tactics. My sister actually struck her once.
I feel like I'm above the ridiculous society in which I inhabit and wish to push the shame it has instilled in me right back its' rotten throat. I would rather be a leech, and often alone, than participate. This is why I sabotaged myself with bad grades and bad friends.
I still don't know why I suffer from paraletic fear. I can only theorise that it was because I was never allowed to be angry when I was young. I was made to suffer for it. Now there is a deep, burning, out of control sad fury in me that wants to destroy everything. That my early romantic entanglements spectacularly and gruesomely imploded no doubt contributed.
I have spent my entire life in solitude and bitterness, going over these concepts and burying ugliness deep into my foundation. I am both the worst of my parents. Anger, fear, and guilt.
Now I get to be manipulative, lazy, and ugly too. Just look at my last post.
Tuesday, 19 October 2010
OK
I woke up this morning and seriously considered the safest and most painless way to commit suicide.
It's over folks. The things I have tried do not work and I'm not sure I want to spend that much more time fooling myself. The last scan showed no improvement. This thing is not budging. My life has utterly fallen apart and will continue to do so. I have no hope for the future. Prayers are useless and your God is dead. Seriously, what's the point? Are you going to call me a coward for considering this, based under what I'm facing? Fuck you. Fuck my useless friends, fuck my controlling parents, fuck God, and fuck everyone reading this. Talk is cheap, cancer research is utterly useless, and this world is going to burn slowly and it will be your fault. I don't want your pity or your charity. Useless. What I do want is to burn every last bridge I have built. I want you to see how vicious, apathetic and ugly I can be. I reserve the most scorn for those who thought they were better than me, I want to rip off your head, shit down your neck, and piss on your grave. Come on, do your worst, hit a cancer patient, if you want people to hate you and banish you. None of you were there when I needed you the most and now I'm head down in the ground waiting to die. 'Oh he's over dramatic'. Fuck you, your empty life, your ugly children, your crappy house, your hypocritical mind, and all the rest. You are the reason this earth is going to toss you away like an infection, you loveless cunts. I'm rooting for global warming to wipe all these fucking smug Westerners off the planet, I hope the ones that hide and think they're safe, get the worst of it. Really. There's no joke here, there's no cymbal crash, the only thing I got for you is fucking bitterness. I'm not going to be saved. This thing is going to fucking kill me, painfully and slowly, unless I find a way to die with dignity. If the headaches become unbearable I'm going to Switzerland. If you don't like any of this, suck my fucking cock.
It's over folks. The things I have tried do not work and I'm not sure I want to spend that much more time fooling myself. The last scan showed no improvement. This thing is not budging. My life has utterly fallen apart and will continue to do so. I have no hope for the future. Prayers are useless and your God is dead. Seriously, what's the point? Are you going to call me a coward for considering this, based under what I'm facing? Fuck you. Fuck my useless friends, fuck my controlling parents, fuck God, and fuck everyone reading this. Talk is cheap, cancer research is utterly useless, and this world is going to burn slowly and it will be your fault. I don't want your pity or your charity. Useless. What I do want is to burn every last bridge I have built. I want you to see how vicious, apathetic and ugly I can be. I reserve the most scorn for those who thought they were better than me, I want to rip off your head, shit down your neck, and piss on your grave. Come on, do your worst, hit a cancer patient, if you want people to hate you and banish you. None of you were there when I needed you the most and now I'm head down in the ground waiting to die. 'Oh he's over dramatic'. Fuck you, your empty life, your ugly children, your crappy house, your hypocritical mind, and all the rest. You are the reason this earth is going to toss you away like an infection, you loveless cunts. I'm rooting for global warming to wipe all these fucking smug Westerners off the planet, I hope the ones that hide and think they're safe, get the worst of it. Really. There's no joke here, there's no cymbal crash, the only thing I got for you is fucking bitterness. I'm not going to be saved. This thing is going to fucking kill me, painfully and slowly, unless I find a way to die with dignity. If the headaches become unbearable I'm going to Switzerland. If you don't like any of this, suck my fucking cock.
Sunday, 17 October 2010
Belief
I believe that you shouldn't try to superglue anything to my awareness: not religious or political belief, not culture, not any preference, not any mental white noise, not even language if it gets in the way of what I would want to do. The pure empty space of no-thought is actually great fun. Hands off my mind, everyone.
I don't believe I'm in total a machine no matter what I'm told; it doesn't jive with my greater experience, or in colloquial terms, I just don't like it. Science does everything exceptionally well - except direct experience, in the moment, theory is impossible - and so I don't completely trust it.
I believe there is no such thing as time - we only know of the past because of our memories and extrapolation into some time in some future where we will supposedly exiist. There is only now.
I believe that there is no such thing as space - that all matter could be condensed into the size of a pinhead. So that means that... everything is here and now, and there cannot be a lack of anything.
I believe that humans evolved over a process lasting billions of years, without any external influence.
I believe there is a deeper level to life than social darwinism biology/survival of the fittest, and it's name is 'energy physics'. If you take atheism particularly seriously, consider scientists are discovering that in certain corners of the universe...the laws of physics may not actually apply. Even if you can't take everything the fringe does seriously (and thanks for that, particularly you, James Randi - we're not all frauds but how easy it is for people to take advantage), consider this point of view that some might call delusion, is actually quite...a fun ride?
I believe the above two statements do not contradict ,each other, that metaphysics answers what science cannot because it implies we are both creating the experience and being lived by it as biological mind monkeys. You only need to look at TMZ for 5 seconds to see folks are blinkin' crazy; a good case for Susan Blackmore's argument that we are gene robot 'meme machines' - it's time to come alive from the INSIDE OUT and use our surroundings as what they truly are: a prop for our own inspired joy.
I believe all belief systems have their place: nothing matters (nihilism), nothing matters because only you give it meaning (existentialism), there is no way to know the fundamental pillars of reality, only observe their effect (agnosticism) you (only) know what you know (gnosticism), there is no man in the sky, only life itself (atheism) etc etc. It's because we are making it all up as we go along: that belief is generative. You think and feel the thought, experiencing a different reality from an infinite number of right-now possibilities right away, and this is why we cannot agree - that different religions have been the same false wrapping over the same deeper truths that only a miniscule number of us have dared to explore, which means two things - religion is doomed to expire, and present moment mysticism is the only "true" belief system. But there is no right and wrong. Only what serves you and everyone else, and that changes as you grow. That said, certain things (like paedophilia) I understand logically but can find no way of excusing, though love has sprung from the darkest possible places.
I beleve life didn't come about to be destroyed on a whim, at least I wouldn't want it to be that way. This forms all of my morality.
I believe that if everyone saw any given situation from the highest possible light, our collective experience of negativity would end and 'negative' things themselves would be unable to exist in the world we create.
I beleve that the emotions underlying thought generate everything - they generate the thoughts that create the language and culture that in turn create all the institutions that make our lives easier. But the fundamental question towards anything upon first contact is always of emotional charge, the simple knowingness of whether this would be a more loving or fearful experience. Love is all emotions combined, and that acting from this place leads to perfect choices for that very reason.
I believe that transparency and visibility should be the hallmarks of all human institutions: religion, politics, society, everything.
I believe that natural law is the only law. I believe that good is good and bad is bad, hell is non-self realisation, that there is no burning pit. Why believe that Jesus came down purely to save you from what his father did? He plainly stated, 'even the least among you can do all I have done and even greater things.' What other way is there to interpret that than, you were born to be one with God, or at least be so close you can't know the difference? And what room is there for anything else?
I believe that the kind of spiritual hype that whoops and hollers, both Christian (judging all other faiths and namechecking Jesus every other word as if the image of perfection will be bruised and come down from eternal bliss to ask for royalties if you don't credit him) and New Age (using the word 'energy' too much, or being nice to the point of not having any balls/being passive aggressive) very distasteful, egotistical, self conscious and not a sign of great faith at all. Perhaps that's why people don't take spirituality seriously, and why there's been no sign of miracles that we can all agree on?
I believe there is no source of evil. Evil - sorry, 'unconscious' spirits who lean towards sadism, might be another story. But there is no source of ultimate evil out there. Darkness is the absence of light.
I believe death is not all it's cracked up to be. Our soul doesn't see death as a problem. Just look at the terminally ill who, now revealed to the futility of trying to control any of life experience, often accept their fate with infinitely more grace than their family. But let's be realistic: the vast majority of people who go to spiritual masters or Christian revival meetings seeking healing do not receive it. It's partly because their bubble bursts, that their false enthusiasm in the form of praise and worship is really just a shield for their deeply held belief that life is a struggle and a debt to be paid (though they have no definite idea as to what end), and that they will always be a 'have-not' who is prey to their alienation. Those people don't fool me or God; most of them are at church to get one up on each other in the social game, in one subtle form or another. True belief is often silent because it *doesn't need the props*. The ultimate nature of spirituality is hidden to all of us, because the mystery is ongoing and silent. Let the silence carry on.
I believe that we should dissolve all borders (whilst maintaining cultural individuality) in order to create a one world government which establishes four things: a flat tax established so no one goes without food, water, and shelter ever again,and providing the chance to do more, a peacekeeping force for settling any disputes that get out of hand, a wisdom based international education system that maintains a curriculum built around the child's voluntary participation and fullest excitement, plus a renewable energy network built around solar power, algae biodiesel, and fusion technologies.
I believe that anyone who takes drugs has not known the full splendour of themselves as an individual; that they are ultimately seeking joy, and so are not to be imprisoned or expelled from society but treated with calmness and compassion. I believe all drugs regardless of class should be made legal at the government level and sold at monitored dispensaries; say goodbye to all drug crime, hello to heavy taxation and social pressure (and biometric scanning) to keep abuse in line. I believe that hemp should be legalized for everyone; it's...just too useful.
I believe that sex is a truly wonderful, blessed experience that you should have frequently. Regardless of whether you are married. There is no shame in any consensual sexual activity. Regardless of what you may be thinking now. I also believe that if you have trouble with gays, you have trouble with yourself. The old part of me would just tell you to fuck off. The better part of me pities you.
I believe marriage is something you engage in every time you, as a fully aware individual, make a choice of joy fully with someone else that you wholly love. This is a rare and sacred experience that goes far, far beyond requirement, and, along with the other areas of practical spirituality that seem to have some validity (out of body experiences, for one) , is so rare an experience in our culture as to be non existent - though not impossible.
I believe that in the middle, all mental distinctions disappear and you enter the present moment wholly.
I believe there are an infinite number of emotional corridors to open and explore, as long as you're willing to be wrong about everything because the present moment makes your past assumptions a fool.
I believe its possible to build an automated 7 figure income stream with 20 hours a week maintenance, have bulletproof management and mindset where you deal with twice the data in half the time, speed read and type your way to academic degrees with photographic memory,, host your own Iron Man competition, be both an athlete and a strongman in perfect health whilst eating whatever you want, become a mixed martial arts champion, train for utter DIY self sufficiency on 2 hours sleep, learn practical spirituality (chakra training, lucid dreaming, remote viewing, angel communication, channelling, out of body experiences, ESP, manifestation, healing, teleportation, levitation, telekinesis, and transmutation), play whatever you want in a one man rock band and surreal art collective adjunct, travel to wherever you want, talk to any girl you want and give them 15 minute orgasms or more, live a life of constant joy, and teach all this to the most deserving of the least among you. You can have it all.
I believe most folk will have a hard time believing in any of this. That's not my problem, my beliefs don't require assertion from those who aren't in my space of awareness - though I welcome all comers. If the principal issue from them is 'I haven't seen it and neither has anyone else around me, so it's not true', well, why is sight so important when it comes to proving belief? Is it that it is a primary sense, one that others can share? Why do others need to share your experiences and beliefs in order for you to believe what you do? Is that really so important? And isn't such an attitude fear-based? If no human could see, vision itself would become an 'unknown unknown' and all discussion would pass by without that element of truth being considered, but that doesn't make it false. Such is it in the spiritual dimension of pure feeling, a place utterly unknown to all but the few who dare to experiment, and fail over and over again. Hats off to the iconoclasts, mystics, and nutjobs, because without such a varied spectrum of questioning people seeking ultimate revelation, we would still be in a palpable dark age of fear, run by a perpetual, schizo, Daily Mail police stat,e whose very ramblings reveal that it strives for a world it can never realise because it can never believe in it.
Tell me what you believe!
Friday, 15 October 2010
Stuff that I hate. An old classic.
Nothing riles my flesh, chills me to the bone MORE than NON BONELESS MEAT. To feel the harsh jagged edge of bone chip my teeth and send me into a hystrionic frenzy of toothache as my gums dissolve into blood sprinklers because some meatpacking abattoir loving fuckhead wanted to produce a cheaper alternative, makes me BOIL. The slippery assholes may be good at saving their money on the cutting floor, but they'll pay back in the end, in their own blood!
FAKE TITS - Now there's a subject that nips at my mammaries.
I feel sorry for the weakwilled, lily livered ladies who, in their moments of painful insecurity, decide that the only way to attract the already desperately hormonally overdriven male classes is to ENHANCE the parts of them that drive the guys insane REGARDLESS OF SIZE. Come ON girls, it's not too tricky to attract a man in this day and age! just say "i like it everywhere, let's go boogaloo"! That's IT. Job DONE. +1 male. I repeat, there is NO NEED to stick a sack of silicon in your chest. If there is some other reason, for example if you believe that the large mass will make up for the brain power or lack thereof crawling through your nervous system at a snails pace, as if silicon has some magical IQ component, then you deserve the inevitable implant rupture, silicon poisoning, and eventual death that will come upon you.
That'll be 3 thousand dollars please.
Hippies have been berated for many years. I personally find myself not glowing with a reverential hatred, but more of a cold, grey loathing for them, not unlike lung cancer. Not only does their committal to a vague, mysterious cause against the vague, mysterious enemy of Big Bad Money Company Thing Dot Inc chafe, but their vague, mysterious attitude. Not to mention, they fucking smell.
I have often found myself with a hippie on each leg, holding on for dear life as i surf through the cosmos of time, and all they can muster up is "you got money for a doobie?!" I can barely raise a finger to flick them off. Through the power of my infinitely superior will, they flake away like the proverbial dustmite. Because i'm doing something with my life. And they just fucking SMELL. I cannot muster the rage against them that other, more successful persons might. I have a dying tumour for each and every hippie in the world. Those grey pasty faced fools. They remind me of barry sipping tea with his aunt in their actual lack of vitality. They can stumble around all they want on LSD and the famous "brown acid". BUT THEY STILL FUCKING SMELL.
Female comedians - The detritus of the club circuit. It might be deemed un PC to rail on a woman in this day and age, as it seems the male is now meant to protect the innocent lady from all obstacles. but personally, the stage has no place for feminine firebreathers with inability to create jokes beyond basic observation, loose grasp of irony, looser emotional control, and a trigger finger. That's right. Thinking of going to see a female comic? Imagine your mother on stage. In drag. "IT'S TIME FOR ALL YOUR BEDTIMES NOW! NO ARGUING!" *click click*. The art of comedy is an irresponsible, joyful one. One that I see being clamped down on by iron maidens everywhere! BEWARE THE BEAST WITHIN....the local pub on a saturday night performing to drunk gang members. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Argentina - The horrible nation patrolled by reptiles that spawned Evita and thus the cinematic abortion of the same name. Anything related to Madonna should be castrated from the public consciousness, burned, incinerated, never to return. That means an entire NATION of otherwise blame free people. To inspire Andrew Lloyd Webber and subsequent film adaptations of his work featuring the child of Satan? Their existence should be NULLIFIED.
School - Orwell was right. That's right everyone, 1984 is being bred in the backyards of suburbia at your local primary school. Minature chavs seethe on top of the to-be depressed in a nauseatingly violent pre pubescent display of pummelling, and the teachers wield their certified weapons, sorry, text books, as a egotistical display of social superiority. I can't believe it's law for me to go to a building where my soul and innocence is beaten down. This is time that could in fact, actually be spent wanking. Who needs education reform, NUKE ALL THE SCHOOLS EVERYWHERE.
My Underpants - A formless, blank, whore of a piece of clothing that holds no clue to the wonders within. I beg of you, the ones that went sky blue in the wash are certified toxic. Overall, my opinion of these? They are without function, a pathetic use for fabric that could be used to build my own hammock. Society says otherwise? Fuck society, and FUCK UNDERPANTS.
Human Rights - Pfft. Overrated. All humans ever do is eat, sleep, fuck and die. I think the rest is excessive. I've stated my views on education. Time to force children into LABOUR CAMPS. Little bastards believe in rights over responsibility? Well soon they'll learn of the responsibility to AVOID MY LOADED SNIPER RIFLE. Fucknuggets.
Cookbooks - HAHAHAHAHAH. The concept alone amuses me. You call yourself a MAN? You don't need that pansy ass shit. You belong in the WILD, RIPPING RAW MEAT FROM THE HINDSIDE OF A DEER AS IT GRAZES BESIDE YOU. Now THAT'S cooking motherfucker!
Denim Jackets - The choice of garment for the prematurely ejaculating teen of modern America. Their choice of music is probably indie and they hold at least 2 Morrisey LPs under their crusty armpits for the lone reason that the man himself will appear to give their items collectable value. Solution: napalm.
Strawberry Flavoured Milk - If this had not been envisioned in an advertising executive's janitor room, I'm sure Hitler would have used this instead of Zyklon-B for his final solution. The acrid taste recalls trapped stool in the mouth mixed with McFlurry Dog Semen edition.
Toenails - Meaningless, horrible devices only designed with the Guinness Book Of World Records crowd in mind. "HEY MA I GOT MY NAILS REALLY LAUNG, I BREAK RECOOOORDS!!!" Shoot him please. Besides, I've seen what's behind a nail and it makes little to no difference if the damn thing is there in the first place. Nice going God!
Airplanes - Look at the nice tin can. Not. It's a bilious, roaring mass, airbourne mucus with inefficient American gusto. I pray nightly for them all to fall to the ground in syncronized glory.
Homeless People - No real complaint. You and I are one step away from being fucking bums so I'm not going to complain. No, I'm changing this one to NOT HOMELESS PEOPLE. "Ooh look at me, I have a house and modern amenities! My future is secure!" Watch out for that corner, BANG, you've been buttfucked by a Rottweiler and your mutual savings on the internet is GONE. The option that says "Yes I would like to stay logged in" is a GREAT defense against a dog who has lingustic control of the English language and enough motor control over his paws to transfer all YOUR money to his off shore account in Cuba. FUXX0RED.
Garbage - HAH. I love garbage. Good tasty fun. Bring it, I'll bring the hobos here too, we can party. Today we live, tomorrow we die, and you get screwed in the ass by a dog in your home.
Motorhead - OK, Lemmy is God, then I have him to blame for the toenail fiasco. WHY?!?! Well, it makes sense, Lemmy isn't reknowned for his visual complexity Himself.
Microsoft Word - Bill Gates brought together the finest computing minds in the country, and gave us a paperclip, a dog, and a New Age bullshit BALL as help assistants. This clearly reflects on the quality of the program. I wanted a flourescent green with pink dots skin, not this grey and blue crap. You thought the XP crew might have come up with something that gay after making such a camp paperclip. "Ooh let's call him CLIPPY". "WOW. Great 4 year old demographic you got going there". Yes, and let's counteract that with the fact he's animated to give you a decidedly homoerotic dirty look. Just STUPID.
USB Cables - And to continue their spree of poor sexual mindedness, they had to call each end of the USB cable "male" and "female". Of course, it could be "A" and "B". But NOOOOOOO. Male = invasive, female = OH TAKE ME PLEASE. There's sex EVERYWHERE today. I've HAD IT!
British Humor - The epitome of "laughing at". The bitter, sly taste of British "wit" is so far gone foreign people now can clearly see below the surface and see the proud, stupid facade it all is. Not to mention the whole British nation's fear of embarrassment. Which I'm sure is easy to stimulate, just mention Margaret Thatcher and the Falkland Islands. The ones who are proud of it are shitheads anyway.
Styrofoam - I will keep this one short. Do not leave this in the room whilst breastfeeding. I won't explain why, but the truth is out there.
Peanut Butter - My brain freezes upon the mental recall of the sticky drip that is peanut butter. Like a cold swab of jism, it sticks to the mouth and refuses to budge until wrenched free - with super glue. Woe betide the man who has the crunchy version, which I want eradicated from stores. I'll let God off the hook if he does this. Hear that Lemmy?? DESTROY CRUNCHY PEANUT BUTTER!
Laundromats - "That's right Granny. One 20p at a time. That'll be 4 minutes for the clothes to dry". So you say as the terrorists guarding the counter watch the time to launch their AK47s at you if you realise the whole thing is a CON to fund World War 3. Of course, it's not enough that they're NORMAL Middle Eastern folk. It's in the eyes. So yes, the not only tedious task of hauling your parents' wrinkled bras to the washer/dryer is a ripoff, it funds suicide bombers. GUARANTEED.
Water - What's this water business? "Extra minerals?" WHOOSH I'm the Six Million Dollar Man, *THANKS* Evian! I can do anything, I'll fly off a buildin-SPLAT. No, you're just another dead douche and that water was laced with psychotropics. Mineral water doesn't do shit. And tap water is for PUSSIES who should be hunting their water in the wild.
Busses - Aeroplanes on the road. I maintain my theory, the more bus/car crashes, the better. Use your legs you fucking pussies, you can learn to run as fast as a bus. Dumb fucks. AND THERE'S ONLY TWO "S"'s IN BUSES!!!
Coffee Crisp - Is this Toffee Crisp?! That jackoff snack aimed at workaholics wanting exciting new sensory amusement? Sniff that stuff, I dare you. The crunch is the corn out of my CRAP. I'll leave you to figure out the caramel filling.
Santa - HE'S. A. FUCKING. PAEDO.
Water World - Did you ever had days at the water park as happy as the kids in the adverts? NO. You remember getting skid marks on your bathing suit and effectual rug burn from losing your mat on the slide halfway down. Crying all the way home. More childhood trauma. Great. Fuck you Raging Waters.
Bananas - Now whose idea was it to have such a phallic shaped fruit?? This has inspired millions of people the world over to make half hearted gay jokes about their best friends. And, as I despise half heartedness - and homophobia - I wonder what it would be like if these people felt what it was like to be gay. TWO BANANAS, UP ALL OF YOUR ASSHOLES!
Cellphones - BING BONG! BEEP! Hey everyone, I'm a phone! I can play MP3s and store your music collection! I can record video of your best friend having buttsex on the lawn with a cat in a moment of drunken stupor! I can even give cultural credibility to an annoying frog imitating a car starting up! Yet I can't seem to perform my most basic of tasks when the reception fails!!! Yet another sign of our cultural wasteland overbearing itself. DIE.
Tattoos - Big hard man + tattoo of hentai chick + the ravaging effects of 40 years + nursing home = laughter from your senior peers. Let's see if your "love for art" extends to having your pride ripped from you as you basically stand on your deathbed. HA. HA.
Flower Gardens - Pussy ass gay fucking gaybuttsex shit. HUNT YOUR OWN FLOWERS!! HUNTING!!!! EXCLAMATION MARKS!!
Mexico - The vestigal tail of North America. Uncomfortably nestled inbetween the BADASS Panama Canal and California. I call upon Lemmy to smite it from the map as it is geographically unsound, and of not much use to anyone anyway.
Criminal Justice System - Who needs prisons. In fact, who needs death row? Just set the bereaving families upon all the criminals. Their vengeful murders will solve all the problems. I truly believe this is an unnecessary part of society. Makes my stomach CHURN.
Shampoo - Fucking CRAP! Since when did shampoo make you orgasm?!?! NICE JOB HERBAL ESSENCES, I PUT DOWN GOOD MONEY FOR THAT SHIT. We'll soon all be living in an apocalyptic wasteland where's there's no need for shampoo, so get used to it.
Tuesday - It's another inbetweener. The day AFTER Monday, but far before Friday. It's the middle child of the week, without any real design. Like an unwanted child, it sits there, just waiting to be over, because there are three more days to go until society sets you free for a while. I advocate euthanasia for Tuesday. Pull the fucking PLUG.
Cucumbers - Y'know why I hate cucumbers? The ladies refuse to have an imagination when it comes to their obvious implementation. Just another sign of the broad divide between man and woman. "Come on why not?" "Because it's a VEGETABLE!" "I never thought I'd say this, but only if you were FRENCH!"
They MOCK me. BASTARDS.
Screwdrivers - See cucumbers, but replace "vegetable" with "DIY implement".
Mother/Daughter Relationships - Let's face it, they're all lesbians. *shrug*
Wooly Mammoths - What fuckups. They roam the tundra of Earth, PWNING the unevolved lesser species before it. And then they have the TENACITY to get FROZEN. How delightfully anticlimatic. Pfft, they've lost their metal credentials if they can't survive a few thousand years in a block of ice. As I said...fuckups.
Inventions - In one of Lemmy's final grand ironies, this is the final sanctuary for the uninventive. Most of todays' daring designers are unfortunately a bit short on the old grey cells, m'dear. Human kind has been subjected to items such as the "24 hour Quake 3 toilet seat", LONG ENOUGH. If I can get the racists on my side and convince them there's an inventor conspiracy, I can live without the wackos in the world finding new ways for human kind to burn retinas, taunt their enemies with txt speak, and take a shit, at the same time. I will however, settle for them all SHITTING ACID into their toilet seats whilst crying for their mothers. To all Quake players and inventors, GET A REAL JOB POOFTERS.
Soup - Apparently the atoms decided to disband one day and form liquids. Pretty stupid of them huh? Instead of staying as solids they fall apart and occasionally bump into each other into a dreamlike state. Yes, like hippies. And then they have the nerve to call themselves TASTY? And have different flavours? What ever happened to the COLD HARD DISCIPLINE of being a diamond, sapphire, or hell, a bratwurst?!! Fuck off soup, and take your "unique exciting flavourings" with you!
Amazon.com - The sleek aesthetics of the terabyte sheen of Amazon is cruelly undermined by the sticking point that it's a pile of dog shit. My evidence? Their attempt to add some kind of artificial sentience to the cold and calculating corporate coprophagia. "Hi, virtual fuckstick here to offer you recommendations! You ARE Samuel Dyer aren't you?" No, you dumbass, I'm Barry, and this is Simon my gay redneck lover who's pet peeve is smart alec computers. He's handy with a shotgun and has the odd psychotic episode, if you catch my drift. Amazon.com offices, GET THAT SHIT OFF MY SCREEN.
Statistics - The pallid grease of the movie wanker slides down off a runny chin into a quivering heap of offal splayed to and fro his rickety office chair. Feebly stabbing at a cum encrusted keyboard, pawing his blackened base unit that has been sliced and diced with hardcore animal porn, logged into ImDB, he manages to enter the words: "OMG 87% OF SATAISTCIS R MADE UP ON THE SPOT LOL LOL" His heart stops as the realisation comes that statistics are a brown note in the history of small talk, the nervous cry of the lonely nerd at the school prom party making their creaky voice an unwanted presence in the crowded cliques with a desperate, solitary technical note that holds none of it's intended social value. And then, keeling over, and DEATH. Good riddance.
DVDs - (billgates) Check out all these exciting bonus features! nyuknyuk! (/billgates) Yes ladies and gentlemen, the mediocre thrills of stories from the set and CGI modelling of the lead actor's inefficiently sized cock can be yours on SPECIAL LIMITED TRIPLE DISC DIRECTOR'S CUT 25TH ANNIVERSARY EDITION! I'm surprised, after all these migraine inducing DVD adverts, the movie trailer guy hasn't slit his wrists. THE LONG WAY.
The number 11 - I despise the figure 11 as a drummer. It is a pathetic and unfunctional subdivision and time signature that no one really cares about. People like 19/16 and 5/4, not 11/32 or 11/2. Look mate, you look shit, you sound shit, you're the rhythmic equivalent of Emil, the Robocop Melting Man, you want someone to help you because you're inherently retarded but those odd notes will never be flattened out by anything except a CAR.
Wedgies - Once a pinnacle of terror. Nowadays, infuriating to the point of mental meltdown. As a person who when musing on the word "wedgie" thinks of children weeping blood at the hands of their mini-nazi oppressors, it cools my blood to a standstill to hear the uneducated ejaculate such loathsome misnomers such as "potato wedgies". There are no words for these scumbags. Though a wedgie with the use of potatoes could serve a grand purpose, the meaning is forever tainted by deceivers and pigfuckers. I SNEER AT YOU.
A Midget Fetus - First off, midgets shouldn't be allowed to live as they are abominations of Lemmy. He might find it funny but, as a servant, I find this despicable. If you are a fetus and at this point, I take the same stance as I would with a shemale. Kill it. Case CLOSED.
Watermelon - It's not bad enough that this sack of shit has to be perenially tied into stereotypes of an entire race. Oh no. It's one of the highest foods on the glycemic index! I have no doubt in my mind that this evil-as-obsidian olfactory deathknell is used in torture against diabetic soldiers in Melonomania. With the exception of its' use against any popular recording artists on USF tours that might fall captive, I will appeal in international courts for it to be designated as a violation of human rights. (Oh wait, I don't care about those either, hah!)
Rats - I actually like rats. I would use them as portable bombs to destroy the ill-intentioned. Very Happy
MSN - Appearances can be deceiving. MSN really stands for "Massive Sodomy Network". The program produces hypnotic subliminal messages on screen designed to make your eyes glaze whilst Microsoft executives sneak in and pillage your anus. They ARE PERVERTS. Forever frustrated from lack of female contact, now they'll take anything with a hole. YOU'RE NEXT.
The colour orange - Long utilised by smug Euro git "Stelios" in his "Easy" brand of companies - EasyJet, EasyInternet, EasyShit... First off, I despise anything "easy". There is only hard work, torture, and hardcore pornography in my new world. Well, that brings me to the exception of the one thing he HASN'T done...which frustrates me greatly. I can see it now.
"Hi, I'm Stelios, the owner of EasyJet. You know, sometime when you're feeling randy and you need to get laid, it can be difficult to find a brothel. But don't worry, I'm here to help. I have consolidated all the brothels together in the Soho area to make one super brothel. EasyLay! Our fine selection of ladies, men and transexuals, which you can pick online at www.easylay.org, are trained to perform any position or fetish you like. For one pound. That's right! Just one pound!"
I can only hope that he doesn't make them wear orange. (I certaintly won't).
FAKE TITS - Now there's a subject that nips at my mammaries.
I feel sorry for the weakwilled, lily livered ladies who, in their moments of painful insecurity, decide that the only way to attract the already desperately hormonally overdriven male classes is to ENHANCE the parts of them that drive the guys insane REGARDLESS OF SIZE. Come ON girls, it's not too tricky to attract a man in this day and age! just say "i like it everywhere, let's go boogaloo"! That's IT. Job DONE. +1 male. I repeat, there is NO NEED to stick a sack of silicon in your chest. If there is some other reason, for example if you believe that the large mass will make up for the brain power or lack thereof crawling through your nervous system at a snails pace, as if silicon has some magical IQ component, then you deserve the inevitable implant rupture, silicon poisoning, and eventual death that will come upon you.
That'll be 3 thousand dollars please.
Hippies have been berated for many years. I personally find myself not glowing with a reverential hatred, but more of a cold, grey loathing for them, not unlike lung cancer. Not only does their committal to a vague, mysterious cause against the vague, mysterious enemy of Big Bad Money Company Thing Dot Inc chafe, but their vague, mysterious attitude. Not to mention, they fucking smell.
I have often found myself with a hippie on each leg, holding on for dear life as i surf through the cosmos of time, and all they can muster up is "you got money for a doobie?!" I can barely raise a finger to flick them off. Through the power of my infinitely superior will, they flake away like the proverbial dustmite. Because i'm doing something with my life. And they just fucking SMELL. I cannot muster the rage against them that other, more successful persons might. I have a dying tumour for each and every hippie in the world. Those grey pasty faced fools. They remind me of barry sipping tea with his aunt in their actual lack of vitality. They can stumble around all they want on LSD and the famous "brown acid". BUT THEY STILL FUCKING SMELL.
Female comedians - The detritus of the club circuit. It might be deemed un PC to rail on a woman in this day and age, as it seems the male is now meant to protect the innocent lady from all obstacles. but personally, the stage has no place for feminine firebreathers with inability to create jokes beyond basic observation, loose grasp of irony, looser emotional control, and a trigger finger. That's right. Thinking of going to see a female comic? Imagine your mother on stage. In drag. "IT'S TIME FOR ALL YOUR BEDTIMES NOW! NO ARGUING!" *click click*. The art of comedy is an irresponsible, joyful one. One that I see being clamped down on by iron maidens everywhere! BEWARE THE BEAST WITHIN....the local pub on a saturday night performing to drunk gang members. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Argentina - The horrible nation patrolled by reptiles that spawned Evita and thus the cinematic abortion of the same name. Anything related to Madonna should be castrated from the public consciousness, burned, incinerated, never to return. That means an entire NATION of otherwise blame free people. To inspire Andrew Lloyd Webber and subsequent film adaptations of his work featuring the child of Satan? Their existence should be NULLIFIED.
School - Orwell was right. That's right everyone, 1984 is being bred in the backyards of suburbia at your local primary school. Minature chavs seethe on top of the to-be depressed in a nauseatingly violent pre pubescent display of pummelling, and the teachers wield their certified weapons, sorry, text books, as a egotistical display of social superiority. I can't believe it's law for me to go to a building where my soul and innocence is beaten down. This is time that could in fact, actually be spent wanking. Who needs education reform, NUKE ALL THE SCHOOLS EVERYWHERE.
My Underpants - A formless, blank, whore of a piece of clothing that holds no clue to the wonders within. I beg of you, the ones that went sky blue in the wash are certified toxic. Overall, my opinion of these? They are without function, a pathetic use for fabric that could be used to build my own hammock. Society says otherwise? Fuck society, and FUCK UNDERPANTS.
Human Rights - Pfft. Overrated. All humans ever do is eat, sleep, fuck and die. I think the rest is excessive. I've stated my views on education. Time to force children into LABOUR CAMPS. Little bastards believe in rights over responsibility? Well soon they'll learn of the responsibility to AVOID MY LOADED SNIPER RIFLE. Fucknuggets.
Cookbooks - HAHAHAHAHAH. The concept alone amuses me. You call yourself a MAN? You don't need that pansy ass shit. You belong in the WILD, RIPPING RAW MEAT FROM THE HINDSIDE OF A DEER AS IT GRAZES BESIDE YOU. Now THAT'S cooking motherfucker!
Denim Jackets - The choice of garment for the prematurely ejaculating teen of modern America. Their choice of music is probably indie and they hold at least 2 Morrisey LPs under their crusty armpits for the lone reason that the man himself will appear to give their items collectable value. Solution: napalm.
Strawberry Flavoured Milk - If this had not been envisioned in an advertising executive's janitor room, I'm sure Hitler would have used this instead of Zyklon-B for his final solution. The acrid taste recalls trapped stool in the mouth mixed with McFlurry Dog Semen edition.
Toenails - Meaningless, horrible devices only designed with the Guinness Book Of World Records crowd in mind. "HEY MA I GOT MY NAILS REALLY LAUNG, I BREAK RECOOOORDS!!!" Shoot him please. Besides, I've seen what's behind a nail and it makes little to no difference if the damn thing is there in the first place. Nice going God!
Airplanes - Look at the nice tin can. Not. It's a bilious, roaring mass, airbourne mucus with inefficient American gusto. I pray nightly for them all to fall to the ground in syncronized glory.
Homeless People - No real complaint. You and I are one step away from being fucking bums so I'm not going to complain. No, I'm changing this one to NOT HOMELESS PEOPLE. "Ooh look at me, I have a house and modern amenities! My future is secure!" Watch out for that corner, BANG, you've been buttfucked by a Rottweiler and your mutual savings on the internet is GONE. The option that says "Yes I would like to stay logged in" is a GREAT defense against a dog who has lingustic control of the English language and enough motor control over his paws to transfer all YOUR money to his off shore account in Cuba. FUXX0RED.
Garbage - HAH. I love garbage. Good tasty fun. Bring it, I'll bring the hobos here too, we can party. Today we live, tomorrow we die, and you get screwed in the ass by a dog in your home.
Motorhead - OK, Lemmy is God, then I have him to blame for the toenail fiasco. WHY?!?! Well, it makes sense, Lemmy isn't reknowned for his visual complexity Himself.
Microsoft Word - Bill Gates brought together the finest computing minds in the country, and gave us a paperclip, a dog, and a New Age bullshit BALL as help assistants. This clearly reflects on the quality of the program. I wanted a flourescent green with pink dots skin, not this grey and blue crap. You thought the XP crew might have come up with something that gay after making such a camp paperclip. "Ooh let's call him CLIPPY". "WOW. Great 4 year old demographic you got going there". Yes, and let's counteract that with the fact he's animated to give you a decidedly homoerotic dirty look. Just STUPID.
USB Cables - And to continue their spree of poor sexual mindedness, they had to call each end of the USB cable "male" and "female". Of course, it could be "A" and "B". But NOOOOOOO. Male = invasive, female = OH TAKE ME PLEASE. There's sex EVERYWHERE today. I've HAD IT!
British Humor - The epitome of "laughing at". The bitter, sly taste of British "wit" is so far gone foreign people now can clearly see below the surface and see the proud, stupid facade it all is. Not to mention the whole British nation's fear of embarrassment. Which I'm sure is easy to stimulate, just mention Margaret Thatcher and the Falkland Islands. The ones who are proud of it are shitheads anyway.
Styrofoam - I will keep this one short. Do not leave this in the room whilst breastfeeding. I won't explain why, but the truth is out there.
Peanut Butter - My brain freezes upon the mental recall of the sticky drip that is peanut butter. Like a cold swab of jism, it sticks to the mouth and refuses to budge until wrenched free - with super glue. Woe betide the man who has the crunchy version, which I want eradicated from stores. I'll let God off the hook if he does this. Hear that Lemmy?? DESTROY CRUNCHY PEANUT BUTTER!
Laundromats - "That's right Granny. One 20p at a time. That'll be 4 minutes for the clothes to dry". So you say as the terrorists guarding the counter watch the time to launch their AK47s at you if you realise the whole thing is a CON to fund World War 3. Of course, it's not enough that they're NORMAL Middle Eastern folk. It's in the eyes. So yes, the not only tedious task of hauling your parents' wrinkled bras to the washer/dryer is a ripoff, it funds suicide bombers. GUARANTEED.
Water - What's this water business? "Extra minerals?" WHOOSH I'm the Six Million Dollar Man, *THANKS* Evian! I can do anything, I'll fly off a buildin-SPLAT. No, you're just another dead douche and that water was laced with psychotropics. Mineral water doesn't do shit. And tap water is for PUSSIES who should be hunting their water in the wild.
Busses - Aeroplanes on the road. I maintain my theory, the more bus/car crashes, the better. Use your legs you fucking pussies, you can learn to run as fast as a bus. Dumb fucks. AND THERE'S ONLY TWO "S"'s IN BUSES!!!
Coffee Crisp - Is this Toffee Crisp?! That jackoff snack aimed at workaholics wanting exciting new sensory amusement? Sniff that stuff, I dare you. The crunch is the corn out of my CRAP. I'll leave you to figure out the caramel filling.
Santa - HE'S. A. FUCKING. PAEDO.
Water World - Did you ever had days at the water park as happy as the kids in the adverts? NO. You remember getting skid marks on your bathing suit and effectual rug burn from losing your mat on the slide halfway down. Crying all the way home. More childhood trauma. Great. Fuck you Raging Waters.
Bananas - Now whose idea was it to have such a phallic shaped fruit?? This has inspired millions of people the world over to make half hearted gay jokes about their best friends. And, as I despise half heartedness - and homophobia - I wonder what it would be like if these people felt what it was like to be gay. TWO BANANAS, UP ALL OF YOUR ASSHOLES!
Cellphones - BING BONG! BEEP! Hey everyone, I'm a phone! I can play MP3s and store your music collection! I can record video of your best friend having buttsex on the lawn with a cat in a moment of drunken stupor! I can even give cultural credibility to an annoying frog imitating a car starting up! Yet I can't seem to perform my most basic of tasks when the reception fails!!! Yet another sign of our cultural wasteland overbearing itself. DIE.
Tattoos - Big hard man + tattoo of hentai chick + the ravaging effects of 40 years + nursing home = laughter from your senior peers. Let's see if your "love for art" extends to having your pride ripped from you as you basically stand on your deathbed. HA. HA.
Flower Gardens - Pussy ass gay fucking gaybuttsex shit. HUNT YOUR OWN FLOWERS!! HUNTING!!!! EXCLAMATION MARKS!!
Mexico - The vestigal tail of North America. Uncomfortably nestled inbetween the BADASS Panama Canal and California. I call upon Lemmy to smite it from the map as it is geographically unsound, and of not much use to anyone anyway.
Criminal Justice System - Who needs prisons. In fact, who needs death row? Just set the bereaving families upon all the criminals. Their vengeful murders will solve all the problems. I truly believe this is an unnecessary part of society. Makes my stomach CHURN.
Shampoo - Fucking CRAP! Since when did shampoo make you orgasm?!?! NICE JOB HERBAL ESSENCES, I PUT DOWN GOOD MONEY FOR THAT SHIT. We'll soon all be living in an apocalyptic wasteland where's there's no need for shampoo, so get used to it.
Tuesday - It's another inbetweener. The day AFTER Monday, but far before Friday. It's the middle child of the week, without any real design. Like an unwanted child, it sits there, just waiting to be over, because there are three more days to go until society sets you free for a while. I advocate euthanasia for Tuesday. Pull the fucking PLUG.
Cucumbers - Y'know why I hate cucumbers? The ladies refuse to have an imagination when it comes to their obvious implementation. Just another sign of the broad divide between man and woman. "Come on why not?" "Because it's a VEGETABLE!" "I never thought I'd say this, but only if you were FRENCH!"
They MOCK me. BASTARDS.
Screwdrivers - See cucumbers, but replace "vegetable" with "DIY implement".
Mother/Daughter Relationships - Let's face it, they're all lesbians. *shrug*
Wooly Mammoths - What fuckups. They roam the tundra of Earth, PWNING the unevolved lesser species before it. And then they have the TENACITY to get FROZEN. How delightfully anticlimatic. Pfft, they've lost their metal credentials if they can't survive a few thousand years in a block of ice. As I said...fuckups.
Inventions - In one of Lemmy's final grand ironies, this is the final sanctuary for the uninventive. Most of todays' daring designers are unfortunately a bit short on the old grey cells, m'dear. Human kind has been subjected to items such as the "24 hour Quake 3 toilet seat", LONG ENOUGH. If I can get the racists on my side and convince them there's an inventor conspiracy, I can live without the wackos in the world finding new ways for human kind to burn retinas, taunt their enemies with txt speak, and take a shit, at the same time. I will however, settle for them all SHITTING ACID into their toilet seats whilst crying for their mothers. To all Quake players and inventors, GET A REAL JOB POOFTERS.
Soup - Apparently the atoms decided to disband one day and form liquids. Pretty stupid of them huh? Instead of staying as solids they fall apart and occasionally bump into each other into a dreamlike state. Yes, like hippies. And then they have the nerve to call themselves TASTY? And have different flavours? What ever happened to the COLD HARD DISCIPLINE of being a diamond, sapphire, or hell, a bratwurst?!! Fuck off soup, and take your "unique exciting flavourings" with you!
Amazon.com - The sleek aesthetics of the terabyte sheen of Amazon is cruelly undermined by the sticking point that it's a pile of dog shit. My evidence? Their attempt to add some kind of artificial sentience to the cold and calculating corporate coprophagia. "Hi, virtual fuckstick here to offer you recommendations! You ARE Samuel Dyer aren't you?" No, you dumbass, I'm Barry, and this is Simon my gay redneck lover who's pet peeve is smart alec computers. He's handy with a shotgun and has the odd psychotic episode, if you catch my drift. Amazon.com offices, GET THAT SHIT OFF MY SCREEN.
Statistics - The pallid grease of the movie wanker slides down off a runny chin into a quivering heap of offal splayed to and fro his rickety office chair. Feebly stabbing at a cum encrusted keyboard, pawing his blackened base unit that has been sliced and diced with hardcore animal porn, logged into ImDB, he manages to enter the words: "OMG 87% OF SATAISTCIS R MADE UP ON THE SPOT LOL LOL" His heart stops as the realisation comes that statistics are a brown note in the history of small talk, the nervous cry of the lonely nerd at the school prom party making their creaky voice an unwanted presence in the crowded cliques with a desperate, solitary technical note that holds none of it's intended social value. And then, keeling over, and DEATH. Good riddance.
DVDs - (billgates) Check out all these exciting bonus features! nyuknyuk! (/billgates) Yes ladies and gentlemen, the mediocre thrills of stories from the set and CGI modelling of the lead actor's inefficiently sized cock can be yours on SPECIAL LIMITED TRIPLE DISC DIRECTOR'S CUT 25TH ANNIVERSARY EDITION! I'm surprised, after all these migraine inducing DVD adverts, the movie trailer guy hasn't slit his wrists. THE LONG WAY.
The number 11 - I despise the figure 11 as a drummer. It is a pathetic and unfunctional subdivision and time signature that no one really cares about. People like 19/16 and 5/4, not 11/32 or 11/2. Look mate, you look shit, you sound shit, you're the rhythmic equivalent of Emil, the Robocop Melting Man, you want someone to help you because you're inherently retarded but those odd notes will never be flattened out by anything except a CAR.
Wedgies - Once a pinnacle of terror. Nowadays, infuriating to the point of mental meltdown. As a person who when musing on the word "wedgie" thinks of children weeping blood at the hands of their mini-nazi oppressors, it cools my blood to a standstill to hear the uneducated ejaculate such loathsome misnomers such as "potato wedgies". There are no words for these scumbags. Though a wedgie with the use of potatoes could serve a grand purpose, the meaning is forever tainted by deceivers and pigfuckers. I SNEER AT YOU.
A Midget Fetus - First off, midgets shouldn't be allowed to live as they are abominations of Lemmy. He might find it funny but, as a servant, I find this despicable. If you are a fetus and at this point, I take the same stance as I would with a shemale. Kill it. Case CLOSED.
Watermelon - It's not bad enough that this sack of shit has to be perenially tied into stereotypes of an entire race. Oh no. It's one of the highest foods on the glycemic index! I have no doubt in my mind that this evil-as-obsidian olfactory deathknell is used in torture against diabetic soldiers in Melonomania. With the exception of its' use against any popular recording artists on USF tours that might fall captive, I will appeal in international courts for it to be designated as a violation of human rights. (Oh wait, I don't care about those either, hah!)
Rats - I actually like rats. I would use them as portable bombs to destroy the ill-intentioned. Very Happy
MSN - Appearances can be deceiving. MSN really stands for "Massive Sodomy Network". The program produces hypnotic subliminal messages on screen designed to make your eyes glaze whilst Microsoft executives sneak in and pillage your anus. They ARE PERVERTS. Forever frustrated from lack of female contact, now they'll take anything with a hole. YOU'RE NEXT.
The colour orange - Long utilised by smug Euro git "Stelios" in his "Easy" brand of companies - EasyJet, EasyInternet, EasyShit... First off, I despise anything "easy". There is only hard work, torture, and hardcore pornography in my new world. Well, that brings me to the exception of the one thing he HASN'T done...which frustrates me greatly. I can see it now.
"Hi, I'm Stelios, the owner of EasyJet. You know, sometime when you're feeling randy and you need to get laid, it can be difficult to find a brothel. But don't worry, I'm here to help. I have consolidated all the brothels together in the Soho area to make one super brothel. EasyLay! Our fine selection of ladies, men and transexuals, which you can pick online at www.easylay.org, are trained to perform any position or fetish you like. For one pound. That's right! Just one pound!"
I can only hope that he doesn't make them wear orange. (I certaintly won't).
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