Words & Numbers AGAIN!

Two things here somewhat related.

1. My latest jaw dropping amazement at the latest deadly euphemism

2. Expressions and numbers: an old thought renewed by the passage of Sandy and the medias.

So here it is, brace yourselves! :)

DISPOSITION MATRIX

Disposition Matrix

Disposition I say with extreme prejudice

Eupheme is the ultimate blaspheme

Blasphemes are harmless

Euphemes are murderous and criminal

Evil and Dark

This is the ultimate form of calling good evil and calling evil good

Obama's Euphemizing Wordsmiths

"Disposition Matrix" is a six-syllable veil for "Hit List".

President Obama's "weapon of choice" is "The Cowardly Drone".

Sounds like an apt title for the President himself. He can drone on now to eternity.

So far, 3,000 people have been destroyed by American drones.

The final "kill authorization" comes down to one person, the President of the United States.

The previous paragraph has been copied and pasted from somewhere and the numbers may not be accurate but the numbers here are irrelevant, the crime is.

the Bold and Centred stuff is mine all mine though and so is the following, well as mine as it can be if one has read my previous blogs. And the following is mine as well.

It sounds like throwing some garbage down the sink right?
Except the garbage this time is people. 
Soylent Green is People! J

A picture is worth a thousand words they say I wish I was good at caricaturing or making animation videos here.  There is a lot of potential at drawing drones and babies falling down a huge sink with a noisy disposal unit and some green muck coming out at the other end.

Muslim babies or at least their mothers often included in the 'sacrifice' are largely against incineration especially when it is forced on them alive.  But the hit list and the drones have no hearts or beliefs.  They are just designed to send people down the Insinkerator ®

Isa 5:20  Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!

This meaning reversal seems to be the speciality of politicians and religious leaders somehow. Media being a good servant of  both of course, serving money and we all know what the love of money is the source of.

Now while I am on words and numbers I thought of making this two different blogs but decided against it since it is all about words and their evil use in society

I noticed today Captain Watson using the expression "Climate Change" instead of "Global Warming" and it annoyed me a little that such a champion of fighting the "system" would use the "system" words but I just googled the expressions to refresh my memory and fell on a little bit of debunking that really did not debunk much.

I was under the impression and still am that there has been some spinning going on at high levels on a switch from Global Warming to Climate Change as another less harming euphemism. But here is the count anyway'

These guys here pretend there is no such thing even though their graphics seem to prove my point.

Wikipedia however is kind of funny on the subject they have both expressions in two different articles however

The Global Warming article  has the expression
Climate Change 173 times vs 110 times for the expression Global Warming.

The Climate Change Article has the expression
Climate Change 78 times vs 16 times for the expression Global Warming.

So the total score could be

Climate Change 251
Global Warming 126

and I rest my case your Honour. :)

SAC THIS

More Words

SAC words or 

SA words or 

FAN words

Sacrilege

Sacred

Sacrifice

Sanctuary

Sanctified

Saint or Holy

Profane

Fanatic

Highly emotional words in a highly emotional world
that have nothing but absolutely nothing to do with reason or anything rational at all.

I am always amazed at the optimists that think that one day reason will prevail even though reason itself has its own issues of interpretation often warped by emotions themselves.

But the older I get the more I think that religion itself is a mental illness and certainly an affront and insult to any reason or rational thinking at all.

Maybe not a FA word like ProFAne but another PRO word like PROpaganda or propagated does not help either.

Public and National Schools teaching HATRED and twisting History from such a young age.
Who has a chance to escape all these traps?

Burning flags, foaming at the mouth, the good old hair pulling clothes ripping drama of offense like a sad soccer player drama queen, like hired mourners payed to lament.

Millions and millions screaming in hysteria, demanding blood for the slightest so-called offense or sacrilege. 
It makes you miss the cool protestations of pothead hippies in the sixties.

None of this will ever stop until only one things is “sacred” and it is LIFE itself, that blood we so easily poor for the slightest disagreement.

As long as there are sacred things we will remain tribal monkeys killing each other over sacred territory or what not.

Cosmic Hatred will only lead to utter destruction as chaos is fed constantly and order is starving.  

Chaos leads to more Chaos so maybe yes life is but a circle, 

we started with Chaos and will end up with Chaos: 

Chaos out of utter and sheer stupidity unfortunately 

but here is that word again, another word, FORTUNE.

I would Say that Stupidity will beat Fortune any given day given the odds.

So much for our Sapiens, what a misnomer that was.

They made me do it LOL

 

Ok here goes another one.

All them cute and not so cute too often mindless sayings, mantras, constant repeating and reposting and retweeting and what not.

FFS. Don’t people realise how utterly stupid some of them are sometimes?

Whoever came up with that crap obviously knows nothing about lies OR stupidity especially their own.

Are you telling me you are so utterly smart you can’t be lied to?

Apparently no one has any ideas of how many lies one swallows hungrily every single day. Lies we are told, lies we tell ourselves, eons old lies we’ve been believing forever.

This whole world is a lie one after another. Everything and Everyone. Ask Dr. House he’ll tell you!

Too numerous even to start mentioning.

Anything to do with religion for a starter is nothing short of mental illness, deception and self-imposed delusion.

Add on all the new age crap about the universe wants this and the universe wants that when truth says the universe doesn’t give a flying fuck.  My aura, my chakra, my asshole tells me along with birds flights and guts reading and hand reading and cold reading and hot reading and whatever horrorscope you prefer.

Media lie. Politicians lie. Friends lie. Lovers lie. Everybody lies.

And to think we are too smart to fall into any fallacies or deceptions is the biggest lie of all … to ourselves.

So yes be aware of lies but know one thing:

NO ONE BUT NO ONE IS IMMUNE TO LIES.

We are not built that way. We are utterly defective when it comes to detect lies,

Living a lie ourselves and being fed lies constantly from day one and beyond.

Pride cometh before the fall they sayeth

I seem to be constantly marching to the beat of a different drum here but here it goes.

Usually I write and post "spontaneously" but sometimes, sometimes my thoughts get splattered on a MS Word document and stay there until they get splattered into oblivion by some sort of cyber accident where all my zeros and ones get disintegrated like a disc burnout or what not.  Anyway I thought I would protect this one from July by sending it into cyberspace to see if it will survive longer.  It seemed to be important to me at the time and rereading it today I still like it and feel it so here it is.

I seem to be constantly marching to the beat of a different drum here but here it goes.

“

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

”

Facebook pseudo-reality is funny like that.  It is a perfect media for quacks and whacks and mixed nuts including yours truly.

This thing though is so craftily constructed I don’t know where to begin except with a general feeling that it utterly stinks, maybe because new age in general stinks to my heart and soul and the inferring and implying on the human soul are so wrong and twisted.

Take a few Judeo Christian principles, erase all the rest of the ugliness of the Judeo Christian principles, add on a few lovey dovey Buddhist and maybe voodoo even gooey shite et voila you are now a new guru and a rich one at that if Oprah endorses you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.  UTTER BULLSHIT!

Cheap flattery using an imaginary being that no one knows or can describe properly everyone making his own personal interpretation of that non-existent being.

Reality you were born out of a genetic accident like a monkey or an ant, two different sex of your species fucked like all animals do and you popped up with all their genetic garbage to procreate a race for a short time to satisfy some sort of ecosystem balance only good at this moment.  Some of you were born only to be used abused and spitted out by some higher richer more devious class and that’s all you will never go nowhere but to the grave and it is obvious in billions, open your eyes, watch the world, read the news.  Where else would the powerful get their soldiers and their blood if it wasn’t in numbers? How could the Satanic Mills ever exist and the very few rich it created without the blood of poor people? Foxconn? Sweat shops? Charcoal Mines? Germinal? Shall I go on? Not  mentioning the slavery and especially the sex slavery still rampant in this world?

Next to self-righteousness, pride is our biggest error on this planet to imagine constantly and delusion ourselves that we are basically and intrinsically GOOOOOODDDDDD!

WE ARE NOT!

And we will never ever be. 

The atrocities of war mayhem blood murder and greed will never reach our deepest inner core.  Equality and Justice will remain the unattainable dream of the poor.

Sure a few dreamers once in a while distract us with a new delusion like a video game or a drug would do but violent sad reality remains the same and will remain the same as long as they is one single human being on this planet.

This mad delusion that if I explain correctly to my neighbour the error of his ways he will understand and all will be well is nothing short of suicidal.

Your neighbour will foam at the mouth (usually in mob) hang you, quarter you, crucify you, stone you, kill you and torture you with immense fervour and joy because that is what your neighbour is and always will be an ignorant savage barbarian blood-thirsty animal and cannot be reformed or changed.

And stop trying to point at the minority that doesn’t do that to prove your point that the majority is not fucking hopeless.  They will be bought and conform to any appeal of greed or profit or just plain justification of their hatred.

Drones and collateral damage are here to stay folks. Wake up and smell the fucking coffee.

Additions from today's thoughts now influenced obviously by my viewing last night of 

UNDERGROUND: The Julian Assange Story.

Obviously I am a big fan of J.A. and I do approve of Wikileaks even though I realised more and more that there ARE a googleplex shades of grey in this immoral world of ours.

It "SEEMS" to me the right thing to do especially when there is dark deeds involved like the willful and knowledgeable killings of hundreds of innocent civilians men women and children and the obvious need to want to hide it from the dumb sheeple. ( I am not even sure I like this new word 'sheeple'.

Light is very hard to impose on an otherwise very dark world and if nothing it brings out utter ugliness.

I mean we all know some things are unbearably ugly but does it mean we want to LOOK at them wilfully and intentionally now?

We all have our own little uglinesses too.

Plus besides the constant W5 barrage What does it really produce in the long run?

It's not like we will ever have a transparent world, an ha olam haba where we are all gentle sentient spirits who can read each other's thoughts and only want the best for each other.

Like the blood sucking vampires that we are we are not made for the light and the sun would only destroy us and send us up in smoke and flames.

You see all the corruption at the higher level and the ugliness and deviousness and hypocrisy and what not and you want to promote anarchy? Anarchy just means 7 billion "little" ugliness and deviousness and hypocrisy and what not and if you think or dream otherwise you are a self-deluding fool.

Anarchy does not work.  Libertarianism does not work. So-called democracy does not work and Totalarianism does not work.  Nothing Works. Nothing Ever Will.

It would seem that many animals have a far better chance than us, thinking of bees and ants here and some species minus their unfortunate natural predators. 

We, the homo sapiens, being the biggest Predator of them all.

I mean we need all the Julian Assanges we can get but as a human being himself he is bound to fail not mentioning that when the powers that be really decide this is it, he is gonna be stumped on like an insect with all sort of usual tricks.

I cannot question his motives or his choices or his decisions as I don't know anything about him at all.  In fact, no one knows anything about anyone really.  Hell one does not know anything about oneself to begin with.

But some things will remain beautiful forever and some things will remain ugly ad vitam aeternam as well and by the same token annoying to our five senses.

So while I still have some of them senses I shall try to use 'em a little before I lose 'em forever.

Ciao for now

In a perfect world

Which will never ever happen but it is fun to dream.

If there was a universal truth it would be this that this perfect world will never even happen never even remotely come close to it despite what some philanthropic other dreamers think, wish, or expect.

But in my perfect world anyway as I have a feeling that there are 7 billion plus perfect worlds out there here it is in its best approximation.

Hmmm where to start? With today’s news?

The French Foreign Minister, Laurent Fabius, said today and I translate literally that he is
“hostile to all provocation in this hostile era”.  The context being another “offensive” caricature in the French paper called Charlie Hebdo.

Laurent Fabius, s'est déclaré depuis Le Caire, en Egypte, "hostile à toute provocation en cette période hostile".

Some journalism site goes as far as pixelating the drawing as if we were talking royal boobs here again.

Well! Well! Well! Two wrongs don’t make a right they say and also one of my favourite quotes from Walt Whitman: 

“The dirtiest book of all is the expurgated book.”

In a perfect world there would be no need for provocation as there would not be petty religious or nationalistic affections in all the senses of the word to be attached to and be provoked by.

There would be no need for censure as well as all would be free to decide for themselves and all could use cold logical critical thinking as opposed to hot ignorant inflammable passions.

So how serendipitous as I am writing this and listening to my modern “mixed tape” of music titled CHESS and the song I had in mind just popped up, a great help in reflecting on a perfect world wonderfully well expressed by Alanis Morissette in her song Utopia of which I will paste and copy the lyrics for sure if anyone knows me at all.

My perfect world seems to have a lot of No’s if not too many Yesses as most things in my life I am much more aware of what I don’t want and what I don’t like than the opposite.  

For the same reason I suppose I prefer what I call the negative golden rule as opposed to the golden rule.

Do Not Do Unto Others What You Don’t Want Them to Do Unto You

As opposed to

Do Unto Others What You Want Them to Do Unto You.

The latter being much more complex than my negative form.

So here it goes

No Religion

No Country (John Lennon was on to something here)

No Bullying

No War

No Hostility therefore

No need for Resilience

No poverty and by extension

No riches

No Greed

No Lies (here’s a big one) no deceit etc

Hmmmm what else?

That alone would be a great (though impossible already) start

No Censure is definitely a must too in this scenario

It gets complicated though when ones is trying to define Freedom.

My perfect world seems to be a lot like the Eloi WITHOUT the Morlocks.

Now people if you read only two books in your whole life forget the bible even though I like some of its attempts at ancient wisdom and I should attempt reading Shakespeare along with Dostoyevsky, Balzac, Dickens and what not but then again I could read over and over these 2 absolute must in anyone’s life curriculum:

• George Orwell’s 1984 and
• H.G. Wells Time Machine.

Even though here the Eloi are still far from a perfect example. I would like them with a little more intellect appetite but then again intellect appetite seems to be the perfect antidote to “perfection” or at least a great friend of ethnocentrism, schisms, and hostilities of all sorts. As Denys Arcand once said in The Decline of the American Empire: Intellectuals make lousy parents

Pierre: “Les intellectuels font rarement de très bons parents.”

So what now? 

Does the human species need to be a dumb species to survive?

It would certainly seem that our great intellect has compounded the problems rather than solving them.  

I mean chimps have much less complex problems than us. 

The old mythical stories tell us apparently that this Promethean gift from the gods or the devils, this “Knowledge of Good and Evil” has created an irreversible downfall.

The human species will not stop short of flushing itself right off this planet while hoping for a better Ha Olam Haba : a hope I might say that might in fact precipitate that downfall in a form of self-fulfilling prophecy.

So in the meanwhile maybe if luck, fortune, destiny, fate and all their cousins have mercy on me I will leave this planet one day leaving behind me an excellent dystopia to remind us all of my passage for as long as this planet exist anyway and there is someone to read old fables.

Because paradoxically enough in this world the best way to try to describe a utopia is by reverse psychology in a good dystopia showing us all where the future could lead or has lead us.

We'd gather around
All in a room
Fasten our belts
Engage in dialogue
We'd all slow down
Rest without guilt
Not lie without fear
Disagree sans judgement

We would stay and respond and expand and include and allow and forgive and
enjoy and evolve and discern and inquire and accept and admit and divulge and open and reach out and speak up

This is utopia 
This is my utopia
This is my ideal 
My end in sight
Utopia 
This is my utopia
This is my nirvana
My ultimate

We'd open our arms 
We'd all jump in 
We'd all coast down 
Into safety nets

We would share and listen and support and welcome 
Be propelled by passion, not invest in outcomes
We would breathe and be charmed and amused by difference 
Be gentle and make room for every emotion

This is utopia 
This is my utopia
This is my ideal 
My end in sight
Utopia 
This is my utopia
This is my nirvana
My ultimate

We'd provide forums
We'd all speak out
We'd all be heard
We'd all feel seen

We'd rise post-obstacle, more defined, more grateful
We would heal, be humbled, and be unstoppable
We'd hold close and let go and know when to do which 
We'd release and disarm and stand up and feel safe 

This is utopia 
This is my utopia 
This is my ideal 
My end in sight
Utopia
This is my utopia
This is my nirvana
My ultimate

Know so much yet know so little

This has been my nature, my destiny, my curse, for as long as I can remember.

I always envy well-read people and always want to know more yet all those yearnings always remain unfulfilled.

Example: a friend posts a book on Bookface.  I know both authors by name, well kind of but could not tell you anything at all about them.  Can’t even remember the second bloke’s name without looking it up, Neil Gaiman, that’s it I know I have read his name lately and been interested in his stuff, can’t remember what or why. The other is the well-known, well well-known to OTHERS, Terry Pratchett.

And I read some commentary where someone says you can determine who writes what in that book easily by the author style.  Yeah I wish. What he actually wrote was:  There is no question as to the recognizability of both Gaiman's and Pratchett's respective styles here, but neither seems to add anything to the other. One of Gaiman's weaknesses is surely his general lack of humor. 

And I start the book and it says:

dedicating this book to the memory of G. K. Chesterton

A man who knew what was going on.

And there you go I feel even more ignorant for not only don’t I know what is going on I have no clue of what Chesterton ever said or wrote or even when he said it.

And here comes that eternal dilemma again.  I was thinking yesterday of asking my doctor for some Ritalin as I am still looking for that magic pill that will MAKE ME read. 

I want to read, I want to know but somewhere somehow that deep want and need has been broken and is rarely ever ‘repaired’.

There is always this part of me the “who I wish I was” from my old ‘Trinitarian’ view that everyone has three ‘me’, three ‘you’, three ‘ego’.

·         Who I think I am

·         Who I really am

·         Who I wish I was

Well the “who I wish I was” has a reading list somewhere let’s see

All the classic Greeks and Latin: Plato and Virgil and so much more
And the purist part of this “who I wish I was” ALSO WISHES he could read them in their original languages.

Now after that the list gets confused but I envy people like Stephen Fry and Rowan Willams.

Williams speaks or reads 11 languages: English, Welsh, Spanish, French, German, Russian, Biblical Hebrew, Syriac, Latin and both Ancient (koine) and Modern Greek.He learnt Russian in order to be able to read the works of Dostoyevsky in the original.

Dostoyevsky is certainly on that list even though as of today I haven’t read a single book of his.  I am still slowly determining in my mind if I ‘would” read him in French or in English.

So in my short time left on this planet I would like to think that my time would be well spent away in a book, in many books somewhere. 

Why? Well there is no why.  Just so I feel good one moment at a time until I feel nothing at all anymore which happens to all of us.  Just so I get transformed in a good way and maybe transform someone else.

One once said that selling is a transfer of enthusiasm and one is always selling something. So in my best non-capitalist way, I would love to sell ideas or a taste for ideas anyway: ideas that keep going for eons.  Mine and others mixed all together as I have said often that no one is his own man/woman but we are all the additions of billions of particles we picked up here and there.

One of the main procrastinating issues on this subject also would be the question of what is exactly a “profitable” list.  I have expressed earlier also that much reading is not only a “weariness of the flesh” it can also be quite a “vexation to the spirit” both expression of course (glanées) gleaned from two well-known readings.

O well all that reminded me of much wisdom in the Desiderata and also reminds me that even if it is not expanding my repertoire or list, rereading old proven wisdom or pleasure is also well errrrr pleasurable for lack of other word. J

As I was saying earlier selling is a transfer of enthusiasm so before I attempt any Dosto I should try finishing Mon oncle Benjamin from Claude Tillier, apparently a little unknown pearl read and reread by Georges Brassens, a favourite “author” of mind even if you don’t exactly read his clever words, you listen to them with affection and awe.  One thing I should be thankful for here is that I am able to read the original in two languages instead of whining about not being able to read Greek or Latin or Russian.

Speaking of capitalism one of the beauty of modern times is that once copyrights are over one does not have to pay a cent to some greedy publisher to read thousands of good old books now thanks to the Gutenberg project and many others.

One needs a tiny eBook reader a tiny tiny microchip and maybe a desert island with a “tiny” solar panel for recharging LOL and one could lie in a hammock and read for a lifetime or two.

As a matter of fact if one wants to ‘remember what peace there may be in silence’  one might NEED to move to a desert island and certainly not in any suburbs with a gazillion barking dogs.  J

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

“Resist much, obey little.”

There was a time where I thought there was a major twist in cosmic thought in what I called the dark 19^th century.  I mean the Darwin and Nietzsche and Jos Smith and Rutherford nuclear fallout is still all around us and like a volcano still very active.

Now I realise this movement, or these movements rather are still quite active and a lot of “thought nuclear dust’ has been activated in the fifties and the sixties.

For one thing all we hear today seems to be eternal truths like America is a Christian nation under God and the so-called Holocaust killed six million Jews but history wasn’t always so.  

As a matter of fact in a perfect Orwellian nightmare history has been REWRITTEN, to prove only one thing 

that there is no such thing as history really in our human corrupted/corrupting mind 

and that a lot of what is said it tainted lies and distorted propaganda 

when it is not plain psychotic denial and projection.

All the dollar bills and the documents have been rewritten and I am told if I am to “believe” Wikipedia that:

Some scholars maintain that the definition of the Holocaust should also include the Nazis' genocide of millions of people in other groups, including Romani, communists, Soviet prisoners of war, Polish and Soviet civilians, homosexuals, people with disabilities, Jehovah's Witnesses and other political and religious opponents, which occurred regardless of whether they were of German or non-German ethnic origin. This was the most common definition from the end of WWII to the 1960s.  Using this definition, the total number of Holocaust victims is between 11 million and 17 million people.

I find this “fact” utterly disturbing besides a whole bunch of other points I keep repeating
(i.e. Aborigines, Armenians, Rwandese etc).

But this tells me that someone somewhere, some more than likely Jewish think tank, has decided to appropriate the multiple genocides all to themselves and by doing so to almost literally eliminate or condemn to oblivion FIVE to ELEVEN MILLION other wasted deaths, maybe nearly twice as many as their 6 million.

What is the difference now between pretending that 6 million Jews never died in the holocaust
and 5 to 11 million OTHERS who simply disappeared from history as well.

Am I now just for thinking this attracting the ire of the only hate crime possible today? 

Money talks and bullshit walks as always

but it is not a hate crime, it is a need, a want, to re-establish a sense of truth and reality it is a Winston Smith attempt at independent thinking perceived as thoughtcrimes.

For one thing, the only “truth” we ever hear is from the biggest liar of all, the root of all evil:

MONEY ITSELF.

Poverty does not talk; poverty does not have a voice. 
Poverty does not own media and does not win election.

One would think that there is no truth in poverty that all paupers are liars.

But Truth in its pure and essential sense cannot be bought.

So it is a bit sickening in a modern world to wake up and try to decipher any truth and sense in what hits our eyes and ears every day, or bombards them I should say.

Our brain has been muddled beyond repair, before our conception and beyond our grave.

We are as I keep saying defective engineering, totally irremediably FUBAR.

Our brain is wired to try to find control in chaos and that is where the trouble begins to start with.

We always ask WHY but we never ask

WHY we always ask WHY.

Too many people know how to PROFIT from our inherent weaknesses also and that is where the problem gets compounded.

GREED is probably our greatest downfall.

Food and Water and Shelter for the day are simply not enough for the human animal.

Buddhists would call it attachment and apparently according to them it stems from Ignorance which apparently can be “cured”.  

It’s always nice to have dreamers but I don’t think there is enough reincarnations in two eternities and a half to stamp out ignorance from our monkeys brains.

Plus withdrawing our main comforts of sex and alcohol in this crazy world? 

I mean COME ON! 

Give me a fucking break! :)

And oh yeah become a vegan on top of that?
That’s it. Give me a rope. What is left then?

Jesting apart though,
I can’t see the light at the end of this tunnel.  

Choosing another delusion to replace this delusion

seems to be pointless.

I can only wish that some of my little “light” will keep on shining somewhere in this dark chaotic kosmos and that’s about it. 

If I made one more soul question and wonder maybe all is not in vain.

Question everything.

Don’t believe anything you hear from anyone.

Maybe a bit a la Whitman here since nothing is new under the sun

re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.” 

“Resist much, obey little.”