Failure II: The Sermon
posted by snarko on Thursday, September 28 2006
on Fear and Freedom
Priests, priestesses, popes: let us all turn NE (from here, the epicenter of all that is Erisian), to the Mecca that is all, the Pentagon, and pray:
PLFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!
Erisian it is, they blow a missle--I mean plane that turns to liquid for the first time in history on contact--into a circular cavity through our sacred space.
Now shit. That's a verb.
Shit on Sunday. Eat the bun on Friday. What, you don't think that's what She and Bob WANTED?!
Get off the grid. Get off that one and that one and that one too. They simply don't mesh, don't cross sects, don't even exist.
Got it?
None are real. Reality is outside the grid, outside the box, where Failure lives.
Failure is our ultimate Freedom. Failure is where Fear™ hath no power.
That stupid, little demon: just kick him in the balls. Really. He cries real easily. The only thing he has is a mouth, and a really, really big one. He doesn't even have teeth--he tells you he does, but it's just more poop in his pants.
"Don't listen to the loudest mouth like it's the voice of God."
Just stick a lollipop in it, put the baby back to bed, and get on with it.
And Edwards, give Exedous back his magic marker.
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posted by snarko on Wednesday, September 6 2006
23
[only two of you will get this. it's for you. special shout-out to all who hail Eris. all 23 of you.]
LOL!
Oh, and Hunter can read this too. But I'm not laughing on that one.
Okay, look at the sky. Just look at it. No, really look at it.
Shut up and do it.
That's it. Period,
Come on, admit it; it's beautiful. Okay, unless you REALLY know it has signs of a hurricane or something about to smack down your whole shit, no matter what it looks like right now, it's beautiful.
And the difference between real, and imagined, Fear.
Or should I say Fear™, as it now appears to be. But on thought, and not a second, it's been around for centuries, hasn't it?
And destroys all.
Why are you unhappy? No, really.
Imagine one moment you DON'T go to work tomorrow. What's happens?
No, answer that question without Fear™. Cut out the, "I'll lose my job, I'll lose wages, people will hate me, there's a big conference tomorrow I just can't miss"--drop that. That's Fear™. IT'S A LIE. Most likely, none, or next to none of this, will ever happen; you've just WASTED a shitload of your happiness worrying about BULLSHIT.
WHAT WILL ACTUALLY HAPPEN?!
[Actual answer I got tonight on that one: "Uh, the delivery of tomatoes will be delayed a few hours."]
All this politics stuff? Everything I'm screaming about, and have been since as long as I can remember?
BULLSHIT.
Except I want to just sit here and look at that sky.
I want to do that, without you taxing it, without you putting rules on which direction I look, without paying $10M dollars and having to own the rights for that particular blue dot (when I "stupidly" chose to digitally reproduce it that moment, cuz gosh it was a NICE blue dot), on whether or not I call it pretty just because it's grey today, and "Oh my god! Stop the world! It might rain!"
Like chill out. It's just rain.
Unless like I said it's a hurricane; okay that's REAL fear. But few grey clouds are hurricanes, okay?!
The imagined horrible scenario rarely, if ever, happens.
And so you spend your whole life preparing for tradegies that simply aren't occurring.
And so you spend your whole life preparing to die, when you're not going to. Until you do. So why plan it? And more importantly, why WORK to do it?
So I was talking to a person who's a "conservative" I totally agreed with. Except he didn't think we agreed, because I didn't use the same language. A Republican I BEGGED run for city council.
Oh, yeah, he'll do that. He wants to. In 10 years, because that's what he's TOLD. He's ready, right now. It's in his heart, this second, but he won't because you people put FEAR in him and it's BULL.
Quit arguing over sematics, people. Quit listening to this bullshit.
We all just want to look at the sky.
David is right; all the words, ALL OF THEM--liberal, neo-whatver, conservative, red, blue, black, white, Green, Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Socialist,
drop them all. I mean DO IT, don't just think about it.
Because we all just want to look at the sky.
That's it. Period,
and finally at peace, this moment first ever, with the passing of Hunter S. Thompson. ...
....
....................Though I'm gonna to cry now again anyway. It's my fucking right to do so.
Hail Eris!
Smart Bombs, Think Tanks, and Intelligence
posted by snarko on Tuesday, September 5 2006
Why We Fight
I just rented this newly-released DVD (documentary) Why We Fight; my goddess, it rocks.
But I dunno if I should truly recommend, as it'll make y'all want a gun.
It starts with Eisenhower's departure speech warning not to let the military industry get too much power; the research on "follow the money" is stellar; it includes the assholes in their own words; the grand plan of Iraq is SICK SICK SICK.
Not "conspiracy-ish". Perfectly publicly showable and interesting as hell.
And boy, does Bush come off as "just a puppet". They weren't trying; he's an idiot. Tar and feather Rumsfeld, Wolfowitz, and Cheney first. As in The Princess Bride, I think Bush "gets to keep his ears", to hear the screaming over his roll.
The movie doesn't point a finger at the US for possibly taking out the towers themselves; it doesn't matter who did it in this context. Irrelevant.
SICK SICK SICK. LIES LIES LIES.
I cried; I'm still stunned today anyone could be so evil. While I'm not naive, I think it unthinkable. I could NEVER.
I could never live with every dead body another dollar in my pocketbook.
What's WRONG with these people?!?!?! I can't even fathom GREED at this level.
I want every contractor off the MF stock exchange. They should become public not-for-profits the second they take a contract. Period. Not that they can't fuck that up to, but at least it's a playing field.
And I learned a ton about Eisenhower I never, ever knew. He's used as turning point of history in this.
Can someone please say, "DRAFT!!!!!"? (Don't hate me for that--I truly believe it the only way to stop the machine, Americans are so lulled. In fact, due to how they re-wrote the rules, I myself and Joe could be drafted, and I still say it.)
...
I sent a version of this to David Van Os, running for Texas Attorney General.
And would like to share a partial response, because it just makes sense. I knew I supported him for a reason:
"The reason we are certain to beat Abbott is that it requires far less money to share truth than to sell lies. Once truth is let out it jumps and spreads itself from person to person. It doesn't need a jillion-dollar marketing campaign."
What could be more true dan dat?