I ponder the vast net, where most fish are toxic or insipid, yet when some like minds without facades connect, it seems less vile... Facebook is my most reliable source for attacks wishing my suicide, and even threats... yet I try to not let it corrupt my sense that hurt people are compelled to hurt others, who really hate any who candidly address what they bury... I know fake people think to express anything but a mask is weak, but real people know there is no value in being less than whole... that so many today are so mind blowing incarnations of inauthentic stupidity, makes it harder to retain a pure heart and interact with many online, who start from fictional selves and try to collect fictional friends... part of me builds up a vast hatred of humanity in dealing with it, that I manage to keep in a cage most of the time... that suppression also fuels my depression, for the anger gets stuck inside, frozen by a conscience that is unable to find satisfaction in the blame of others... all screwed up, but not special in those who tap into archetypes and create, rather than distantly recycle others as most in the modern world tend to do... like zombies dancing in stolen skins, uttering clichés... this is modern man, hollow and proud of it... either some desperatly shallow neo folk gathering to pretend they are the vanguards of a New Dawn, while neither grasping the past nor in any way able to creatively contribute to a meaningful future... or fools who take racial pedigree as some fiat to mean something, when these sad critters create nothing while making their mates into props for photos with crappy banners and derivative neo folk muzak... the Thelemites do the same with Crowley, as Christians did with Christ... it all makes me gag... H.
Posted on: Mon, 26 Aug 2013 07:24:09 +0000
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