Friday, February 1, 2013

Venereal Veneration or Roshi This!

Life always gives us exactly the teacher we need at every moment. 
This includes every mosquito,
every misfortune,
every red light,
every traffic jam,
every obnoxious supervisor (or employee),
every illness, every loss,
every moment of joy or depression,
every addiction,
every piece of garbage,
every breath.

Every moment is the guru.”

Even when that teacher himself, that sacred guru is an arrogant, alcoholic, adulterous, obnoxious, seducing piece of garbage prick preying on his disciples.

For Fuck Sake when will people see?

For one thing, I keep repeating it:

Life, the Universe is NOT AN ENTITY.

It has no will, no wishes, and no desires.

If it has any ‘will’ at all it is only concerned about itself. Propagating itself, surviving and procreating and that’s all. 

It doesn’t give a fuck about you as an individual and your capricious tender little needs and wants.  

A sperm does not think! It acts. 

It doesn’t give a fuck about the million other sperms surrounding it.

They can all die as far as it is concerned.

The universe does not care for one planet more than another and given time will not flinch at launching deadly asteroids on us one random day without the will of anyone or anything.

Back to my original quote now. The pride of life. The wisdom of a guru.
To have submissive mindless slaves, err I mean disciples, around him who worship his every word and move.  

Submit to your evil masters just in case I ever become one of them and I usually do as we all know what power does to someone.

Obey! Obey! Obey! And take off your underwear while you are down there bowing to me. And above all give me all your money. You don’t need it silly, a primate like you would not know what to do with it anyway.

This is always what happens when equality is taken away,
 when it is laid down at someone else’s feet. 

Sit my way.
Eat my way.
Shit my way. 

And one day, 

one faraway day 

you will be perfect too just like me.  

Perfect until I get caught with my pants down of course.
Perfect in pure hypocrisy.

Many have become filthy rich telling you what life and the universe wants and if lucky they end up showing with Oprah. 
When life and the universe do not talk at all in fact no more than any gods do but we all know that now don’t we? 

The ultimate common quality of life, the universe, and the gods is to be utterly speechless.

That ultimate quality is given to us baboons to translate to interpret these mute masters we have invented and  to Ka-Ching all the money for them too since not only don’t they have any tongues, they don’t have any hands either poor things.

So go on then. The world will always be full of shamans and charlatans.  

It’s a profitable business and the fringe benefits are awesome.  

Not everyone can become a rock star after all.

Or you could question everything and stay poor. :)


  1. Question everything? I have found the road to insanity. Oh to have the answers to life, everything and the universe, and then sit there on high, steeped in belief! What sweet peace there must be in answers.

    1. I can only answer by repeating myself I guess. :)
      The Quest for Truth will drive anyone MAD, because the so called sane are really mad and one has to become unmad therefore insane to the sane.

      Soldiers are insane. Religious leaders are insane! World Leaders are insane! Greed is insane!

      Why should I be like them?

      SENSE! SENSIBLE! SENSITIVE! All lost their meaning. Truth lost its meaning.

      If being sane is working from 9 to 5 at a meaningless job with greedy bosses that chew you up and spit you out, if being sane mean taking a gun and killing innocent people because my government says they are bad (lying through their teeth knowing full well that all this is for the profit of a few at the cost of many) if being sane is walking humbly like cattle to the butcher never questioning the farmer then I am MAD and proud of it and will stay that way.

      P.S. It’s also insanity to work in any part of the killing machine... the man who makes the trigger on the gun is as guilty as the man who pulls it.

      way back in 2009 when this blog was fresh and alive
      now it is getting stale and repetitive

      But I still get on my soap box everytime a new guru pops its ugly head on fb though LOL Cherie Carter-Scott or Joko Beck or King Leopold , the pope, the dalai lama, bring them on :)