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PostSubject: Re: Paralogismos Paralogismos - Page 2 EmptyMon Mar 23, 2015 4:55 pm

Little puppy small and sweet, knows his master and his place.
Throw a ball and see it run, turning turmoil into fun.

Little doggy knows to keep its eye on the bouncing ball(s).
A treat awaits it when it retrieves, and what could there be more than these tender gestures of master's love, from above, from above?
When wild dogs no longer hunt buy a poodle and make it work.
A pat on the head, a rub of its belly, shave its fur and make it into a sheep.

Who's a good boy?!!!
See how smart the poodle is?
It is not yet too old to  learn new tricks.
Hear it bark, see it wag, it wants your attention, it wants a hug.
How proud little doggy is to be master's pet...a symbiosis that suits it best.

Some birds die, others learn to sing in a cage, for a handful of seeds, and some metal between them and the eagle in the clouds.  
 



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The power of the White Knight's positvity is indisputable, infinite, without a challenge.  
He can make lemonade with sour lemons, with a pinch of his magical sugars.

What can withstand such mental mastery?
When cornered in the prison showers and raped, he smiles thankfully for the "reality check", and is grateful to his fellow inmates for their penetrating interventions.
When utterly defeated and left bleeding he declares it another one of his endless, indubitable victories.
When conquered he feels vindicated by the others desire to conquer him.  
His stupidity is genius.
His weakness strength.
His love eternal.  
His cowardice a new definition of courage.

Who can pierce that thickness, that tempered metal, that smiling face?

As he rots he marvels at his own unspoiled smoothness - his armor, shining in the sunlight; his technique/technology, purchased at a cost, mistaken for his skin.
How inspiring to the desperate masses he must be.
A lighthouse of unclouded light in the dark sea.
A prism taking the one light and producing a kaleidoscope of mesmerizing light displays.  

"Beware of the rocky entrance to his safe harbor; his sheltering secret internal deep oceans, his private port where he will strip and mend you, giving you a new coat of paint, and a new flag to display your new colors upon..."
What feminine spirit would not soar with joy at the thought?  

And all of it begins and ends with a lie.
The chosen ones have always had a knack for intellectual seduction.

What real world could compare?  

Words come cheap.
Tell them all how much you love them; how greatly you appreciate them.
What does it matter, when the word's deed ends at the tongue?


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Have you not heard?
All knowledge is practical, and so positive in its utility.
If it is not then it is to be ignored.

Of course then there's the entire thing about building castles on the sand, but how fun it is, for the Dark One, to watch children build under the sun, and then have the tide wash it away, when the moon rises.



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Who could withstand the brutality of honesty, the brute force of an indifferent, unconscious, reality?
To a creature of need, desperately wanting to persevere and conserve, these idealization of intimacy and honesty is about disclosure to prevent internal manipulations.

How could the delusional offer honesty, when they know not of it themselves, and all they understand is positive, and kind, and full of promise?
These are the white lies of the white ones.
Little stories, to comfort the children and the women, lost souls repeat, changing the names of the heroes, and of the places, to make it personal, and fresh.
white Knight relies on the Preacher to do the lip-servicing work, so as to go off and kill monsters lurking in the dark where he cannot go.

Preacher, dreaming of the bishop position, repeats the stories, religiously loyal to the text, and in time forgets that it was a story.
He becomes immersed in the fantasy making his passion more convincing.
This is faith.

From one master of scripture to the next, the Preacher goes, wanting to preserve the central theme of his story-lines.
Male, in words, only; aware, in words only; wise, in words only; deep, in words only.
He is the idea(l) follower.
His testicles ornaments of a past he has castrated away from his pursuit of purity.
Power through association.
"I am as powerful and intelligent as the master I speak for" he believes...and when God is absent, and speaks in mysterious ways, the many White Knights, emerging in every age as the defenders of "right", and "light" and the common "good", will serve as his cover, because in secret he thinks of himself a guiding principle, a mentor, a viceroy of greatness, a teacher of nobility: made twice as grand by his servitude.

If there be an objective world he does not wish to look.
His genius is in deciphering text, and bridging the gaps between wise men's insights, wanting to find in that task his own value.
What a butler to the oligarch he willingly makes of himself....being sent on secret missions by his master, for his master.

If God is dead then a living man-god shall take his place, and this feminine soul dreams of being impregnated and gestating seeds not his own, mixing himself in to bring the idea(l) to term.


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No matter the chains the white Knight puts himself in, calling them chainmail because they are defensive, he does have flexibility within the rigid structure of the metal sarcophagus he is lord of.
He can make any face he likes and he appears cold and unemotional - he can weep behind the face-plate, the mask, and nobody would know; his farts, mental or otherwise, do not exit his suit, so his internal rot is never smelled; he can flip himself over, putting his feet where his hands should go, and his arse where his head should be, and nobody would be able to discern a change - but this is only possible if he shrinks himself enough to be able to swim within his panoply.

his most precious, valuable, advantage are quantities.
He attracts morons by the droves.
every coward, every bitch, every cunt, every infantile man-child, every imbecile, from across the space/time continuum, having heard the bellow of his bovine cry, will stampede, in a frenzy, to his presence, begging to be lead to whatever he has implied.

What power does the Dark One's elite, and his tempered steel sword have before such numbers - each with his own crutch and bandage, with a secreted switchblade hidden within the wounds of pity.
Like Orcs they come at him mindless, hungry, desperate, wanting, needing...and no matter how many heads he chops off there are still more.

Ah, but the Lord of Evil has learned his lessons.
He is, now, the Lord of Lies, and he smells that scent within and without.
Biggest lie, being that he does not exist, and nobody knows, and nobody cares, and his kindness, and social graciousness, has become his armor.
Adapt or die.

Should he speak in fables and mythologies when in the presence of these hoards of brilliance?  
The chosen to suffer have no qualms about suffering, but those they lead do, having been put in a fishbowl for so long.
Studied and used, how could these fish endure the expanses of the ocean?

The White Knight hides a darkness inside.
What does the Black Knight hide?    
 



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With regard to the Biblical Positivists talking of "oxygen" for great spirits, a new metaphor, who's going to tell them they are the pollution, Air-Conditioning our environment?

No more open skies. Artifice has climbed over till the atmopshere like a creeping "money" plant.

Who?

Are there any bold heroes?



My body is fuel, is rage, is black petroleum.

I spew liquid coal and drench my enemies in the thickets of darkness.
I laugh as I see them turn on the same wheel of samsara again and again.

Simulation empties out meaning.

They wander in the darkness, returning to the same paths like mice in a hopeless labyrinth. They affirm this positively as being experimental.

I corrupt and corrode them till they seek me voluntarily. And seek me they do, like nihilists fond of death.

Blood diamonds on the black-market, exploitation is customer-service, gas-masks under carbon monoxide is self-valuing, word-sanctuaries for future architecture and ravens for omens synchronized for promised victories.

The muses are invited for the feast of the carrion set on sparkling silver and polished manners. How shall they refuse?!

They look on hungrily for the best compliments and finally, they rise appraised by their own praises.

The Last Man has been nourished, and in the blink between pleasure and pain, life speeds quickly as they conquer old routes with new names.

The Black Death looks on.

The Plague is upon them. "


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Although Sloterdijk insists on the 20th-century mutation of warfare from a symmetrical scheme to an asymmetrical one, which therefore develop terrorist activity, he however attributes the birth of “atmoterror” to the gas attacks created by the German army during the First World War, i.e. a war between two symmetrical armies. “Terror operates on a level beyond the naïve exchange of armed blows between regular troops; it involves replacing these classical forms of battle with assaults on the environmental conditions of the enemy’s life”.

The lightning-fast development of military breathing apparatuses (in the vernacular: linen gas masks) shows that troops were having to adapt to a situation in which human respiration was assuming a direct role in the events of war.

Breathing constitutes in fact one of the conditions for life to perpetuate and, depending on the species, there are specific atmospheric conditions in which breathing is possible. What the atmoterror invents is a shift of paradigm in warfare, from the “traditional” attempt to affect violently the living organs of bodies — whether with a spire, a sword or a bomb — to the manufacturing of the atmospheric conditions in which the “enemy” perpetuate their life. In this matter, the attacks of September 11, 2001 acted in these two paradigms as the explosion and collapse of the World Trade Center towers was followed by a cloud of toxic dust that has extended the amount of victims through time.

As Sloterdijk argues, this does not simply change the way wars are being fought, but more globally, it affects the very way we situates ourselves as bodies in the world: “The average human being-in-the-world […] was previous a Being-in-the-air; or more exactly a Being-in-the-breathable.” Just like the atmosphere of a gas attack, the atmosphere that constitutes the conditions in which (urban) bodies breath is also manufactured. Part of this manufacturing process involves in fact a toxic dimension that is often regulated to be maintained at a degree maintaining “livable conditions” of breathing. Life is however not an essence or a state, but a process and what is defined as “livable condition” often ignores the degree of toxicity of this condition when it does not immediately shows sign of affectation of the body. What we call pollution is a component of this toxicity and the effects are both individual and planetary.

As Sloterdijk writes, “the air lost its innocence.” This is something that Frantz Fanon (quoted by Andreas Philippopoulos-Mihalopoulos) had argued before him (1959) through the phrase “combat breathing” that insisted that what was colonized by a nation like France in Algeria was not merely a territory and its resources, but rather the totality of the atmospheric conditions of a country. The resistance to such monopolizing control had therefore to be acting within the same domain:

There is not occupation of territory, on the one hand, and independence of persons on the other. It is the country as a whole, its history, its daily pulsation that are contested, disfigured, in the hope of a final destruction. Under these conditions, the individual’s breathing is an observed, an occupied breathing. It is a combat breathing. From this point on, the real values of the occupied quickly tend to acquire a clandestine form of existence. In the presence of the occupier, the occupied learns to dissemble, to resort to trickery. (Frantz Fanon, A Dying Colonialism, Grove Press, 1994.)

http://thefunambulist.net/2014/06/13/history-atmopolitics-sloterdijk-and-the-being-in-the-breathable/


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To be plausible at all, Sloterdijk points out, such atmoterroristic strategies must claim "a moral asymmetry" vis-a-vis a putative enemy, and they must do so in a way that goes beyond the assertion of ethical superiority so common in war. It is this claim that allows military aggression to be legitimated as an "extrajudicial trial"; thus, for instance, the prosecution of the Iraq War--which began with the atmoterroristic campaign of "Shock and Awe"--was presented as the prosecution of Saddam Hussein by other means.

Revising the Freud dictum "Where there was Id, there must now be Ego," Sloterdijk quips in Spheres III, "Where there was 'life world,' there must now be air-conditioning."

http://www.thefreelibrary.com/Hostile+Atmosphere%3a+HAL+FOSTER+ON+PETER+SLOTERDIJKJ%27S+TERROR+FROM+THE...-a0203139476


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Just the best specimens to illuminate the phenomenon.

Isn't she wonderful?

I feel a chill in the air.
Fresh air being pumped in to make us feel giddy, and more willing to buy, buy.

Mind-farts are so fresh when feces is all you've tasted.  

A cadaver releases gas as it decomposes.
Sometimes it sounds like small quiffs, pussy-farts, or large anal farts, and it seems like the rotting cadaver lives and breathes, when it is decomposing...gasses projected outwards from inside.
It moves when the air is expelled...it is animated.  

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Mindless masses...the hoards of brain-dead zombies gather, each for itself, and as one...
A community of need, of individuals, you might say....feeding hungers.

It is rare that among them one will try to pretend he is apart, like a Stock Meers or some other zombie who wears quirky clothes, spikes up his hair, and listens to farces banging on pipes to appear special and different than the mob they are a part of, and cannot go beyond.

You can (re)cognize those "rare" ones in the mass of throbbing hedonism, the mound of human shit we call humanity.
They stand aside, almost apart, but not too far.
They use obscurity, fantastic displays, hyperbole, the bizarre, to distinguish themselves, and then they spend hours defending the mob, and their authorities.
They always think and speak through proxies, like puppets.
You can tell when they are imitating, finding some backbone of their own, what they believe will set them apart; mimicking, regurgitating, repeating like parrots, words they have no ability to fully comprehend, and can quickly distance themselves from when their ruse is exposed and they stand there, exposed, like dumb, wooden, flesh-pots...decaying meat hanging on hooks and musical stanzas.

They are reactionaries for the sake of reacting, fighters for the sake of fighting, risk takers "just because"...as a display of their separateness, but they have no clue why, or what, or where, or who, or how much.
They critique with no understanding, and repeat with no awareness.
Like mindless flesh-bots....quilted Frankensteins with nice eyes and beautiful hair.
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PostSubject: Re: Paralogismos Paralogismos - Page 2 EmptyWed Mar 25, 2015 4:13 pm

See the White Knight inspiring Zombies to his metal frame?
He's the one who acts, who thinks, who speaks, only to impress, to seduce, and to be popular.

See him begging for attention?
See him offering fresh starts to the dead-ends?  
Through them he is saved, as well.

The dirt fills fertilizer with potential - with hope.
A "latent" seed may still linger in the rot.
He cannot tell, he cannot judge, he cannot evaluate....so he collects them all, piling them higher and higher...and on the top he climbs, calling himself Zarathurstra, digging a cavity to bury himself in filth.
Breathe deeply?
Can you sense the coming dawn; or is it dusk?

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When Odysseus turns his gaze towards home, after the long war, his brow grows dark, and his heart turns black, because he knows he can never return, from whence he came, and though he may arrive he will remain a deposed King, a stranger in his own kingdom, a visitor in a place that was once a home.
His wounds are fresh; a crippled king without a throne to sit upon, but they are also a reminder of his deeds, and the battles won - each one a badge of honor, a temple of sacrifice.

Until then a long voyage awaits, and it is this that raises his spirits, and calms his nerves.
A voyage of a million leagues begins with a step, and if the destination is never reached it is in its seeking, in the voyage towards it, that a man finds his purpose and his identity.
And when the abyss takes him his last thoughts will turns westward to the home he once knew and lost, and then east to the places where he left pieces of his flesh; blood markings claiming them as his alone.

A little Daemon Odysseus has become, in this time of war, tricking and killing, with grand gifts of appeasement, and feigned defeat, before the onslaught, but how many Troys are left to him, now that his bones grow weary and his muscles dry, and all he dreams of, in the solitude of his bed, is a warm hearth, blazing in the stones, and a noble queen by his side, blazing in the loins.

Will he hear siren songs, along the way, mermaids beckoning for him to stop and to stay; little witches who wish to play, and eat him alive day by day?
Tongue flickers, venomous spawn, can he survive them and see the dawn?
Will he escape the Cyclopes and find his way around every monster remaining upon their solid states, and island universes, sand shifting beneath their huge frames?

Will he not be monstrous for them?
A dark voyager with no-name, passing by, or is he spinning a new ploy, reliving the burning of his Troy?
His cape, fluttering in the sea breezes will seem like an evil scepter's wings deploying, and every scar across his face, a ghastly mutations of a creature they have not come across before.




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Such an appealing serenity envelopes the minions of monism, the bright lights of all-encompassing Whiteness.
Children are overtaken with their parental aura, and women feel the energy as a power they cannot resist.

Though they offer death, the nil, they make you believe you are being given infinity, eternity, the one, the absolute, the most precious, the most valuable, the highest of all gifts.
They've studied the art of it, in manuals they call intellectual.
Marketing strategies, for those who wish to dominate the subjective.
This is the extent of their education, of their academic reading and understanding.

How to appeal, not reveal.
What finesse, what artistry they possess these gifted ones.

The Dark One almost wishes he were gullible enough to give into its sham, and join them, be with them.

Have you not listened to the soft resonance of a Christian preacher's voice, when he recites his sermons from memory?
He is a death-cultist with shiny robes, and gentle ways.
So polite, so understanding, so kind, offering you the poisoned challis, blood as blood, and no wine; man flesh, as symbol - a cannibal's delicacy.
What words of joyous hope he speaks, so wonderful, so aw inspiring, and still death-worshiping.

These White Ones have learned much in the art of domestication.
The flock is where they matter, and so subjectivity preceding itself - exiting the space/time continuum where continuity, linear time, the causal chains are shattered and anything goes.
With their delicate words they solve mysteries and cure diseases - no hands required, only tongues.

Lick, lick, kiss, swallow.
Give them pleasure so that they will reciprocate.

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What glorious irony when the preachers of miserly life-hatred, hatred of time, call themselves life-affirming spirits.
What glorious irony for the Knights of the Brilliant light to believe they are truly so, and not angles of darkness, and death.

In such an age where all is reversed, and inverted, change is static and static is change...and those who wear the white are dark boils, and those that call themselves humanists, are haters of man.

What parent would lie to his child to protect him from reality?
What man would tell his child comforting white lies to save him from natural need/suffering?

What disgusting, vile creatures these hypocrites are.
They wear white because black death is what they honor, and dream of.
They believe they are so, finding in the reflections they receive from the ones they convince of their own brilliance, mirrors reflecting false light, a validation of their own positive energy.
Semite misers, collectors of stones, hoarders of what others create, calling themselves saviors.

In this age all is turned on its head.
War is peace; weakness is strength; cowardice is courage; stupidity is genius, man is woman; positive is negative...
In this time time does not matter.  
The idea(l) lies outside of it.
All is inverted....consciousness precedes life, value precedes judgment, beauty is not symmetry, appearance is not relevant, multiplicity is one, diversity is same, need/suffering is the negation of pleasure...

All is relative to the observer, and so he decides.
He is center, god, the subjective that changes the objective at will.
Man does not adapt to world, world adapts to man...this humble, humble man.

Such kindness in their passive aggressive viciousness.



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Upon what sands does the White Bishop and the White Knight build their churches, and their castles?
Upon the shifting sands of emotion.

Even when they pretend to be rational, adopting scientific lingo, repeating officially sanctioned experts, and using numbers and geometries, they are depending on emotion, to validate their symbols, and lend credence to their fantastically absurd emotive.

And they do so with that cool demeanor of the certain, the fantastic, the absorbed in his own anus worshiper of absolutes.

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Upon a pedestal the White ones have climbed, calling out for worshipers, using positive notes, and harmonies, to draw them close...closer, until a crowd gathers at their feet, and they can call them their own.

Detached from the earth they can soar high, dreaming of paradise, and supreme angels, mermaids in their abyss.
Only the highest for one so high.
What is theirs is on another level, because there is no world, no objective standard to destroy their dreams.
Imagination unhindered by the indifferent world turns pure white light- pure fantasy: brilliant, warm, dazzling, heavenly.

And reciting text makes you the ideal.
Now all can be Hellenes.

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I am the Black plague the bringer of misery and death.
I have the reverse Midas: whatever I touch turns to dust; crumbles beneath my fingertips, and whither under the stink of my breathe.
Best you stay away, if pure, and white and clean you wish to stay - if hope is still in you.
Best you stay away if childhood is where you long to be, and day-trips into Hades' kingdom is still thrilling.

And if you recoil before my cold hands, the chill stays with you, for a long while.
No sun, no fire, no blanket sewn from mother's apron stings, can make you forget it.
And if you've breathed in from my internal rot, blossoms will bloom in your stomach, and little changes will reveal your brush with the dark side.

Have you not, already began quoting my words, and like all dark ones refused to offer gratitude to the one who seeded you?
Have you not shaped your attitude to agree with what made you recoil?

Apollo's light does, so, burn after prolonged exposure.
Cancerous mutations emerge and grow upon pristine skin, and delicate hide.




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Hydra, the all annulling monstrosity, comes at the Black Knight with its multifarious heads, each one seemingly separate, with a will of its own, but all connected to a mono-form, a singular body.

The Knight cuts one off, and two more take its place.
The more he hacks away the more they multiply, until his arms become heavy and his brow is drenched in sweat and blood.

Find that central head, that Divine center to cut at.
Find the central themes, the brain/ideas that directs the others.
What flame will burn this creature?



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Uprooted, homogenized, processed and pasteurized, the landless ones rise up, over the dirt, to the clouds.
Process released from purpose, finds in masturbation an endless affirmation.
To make love to self, for self, the ultimate turn-on.

When the clouds are reached one forgets about the ground.
All is spirit.
The living forget about the dead.
All is bathed in love, in self-love.

To appreciate self, as if he were an other, unconditionally; to agree with the appreciation one is the product of: to appreciate the universal appreciator.
Shall we rewrite the holy texts?
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What clever games the positive ones play.
They've learned the art of stringing words together, arranged in any order.
Big, impressive sounding words following no logic other than the emotional need to impress to be effective.
Words full of innuendo, insinuating grand things; emotional words, implying, offering, comforting.

The sequence only matters in relation to the desirable effect, the intent.
One word after an other, the before it, then jumbled into one.
Give it a back-beat, a rhythm, in harmony with the heart, and let its effect begin.
Sometimes deep and resonating, making the bones shake, touching you in the most secret places, then trebling, high and fast, making your heartbeat race, swelling veins, hyperventilating, a trance overcoming, hysteria.
The believer is taken by the whirlwind of sensations; words lose meaning, they become notes with their own sound.

String them together, this way, then that.
Backward, forward, sideways, up and down.
Make them dance, make them feel your energy, let their minds settle upon that primal energy, that automatic neurological process, before the cerebral cortex emerges to harness it.
Release the beast, and call it man - the New Man.
 



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Preacher points to the scripture when confronted by a Dark One, with a non-believer, with the one resisting the positive message, his own salvation.

"Look at what this saint said..." dear boy, he patronizes "...and if you still remain skeptical and resistant to my gift, then be damned. It is too complex for you, perhaps, for even I have trouble with its wisdom, and only feel it in my heart, and know of its truth.
Do not look out there, infidel, look here, in the book THIS Book. Each word is a gem; each phrase a magic spell, an incantation.
Do you not feel its power?
Do you not sense its pull upon you?"  


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The multi-headed monster is wearing the face of a unicorn; magical, inspiring, mystical.
It's added a new method to its defensive panoply.

The hero adapts as well.
No longer a hero, but a angel of Darkness, a Black Knight.
You can't kill this beast one head at a time, you must attack its common ground, its body, its huge, bulging stomach.

the heads appear detached from each other; each with a will of its own: its own teeth, its own tongue, its own eyes.

But follow the head to the neck and then way down, to where it is hiding, the shared stomach, that gaping anus, that vagina.
Orifice upon orifice it is.
In its belly many heroes have been digested.
Pieces cut away, the rest defecated, expelled as noxious fumes.



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Monstrosities of a scale find a common lair.
They seek out warm flesh to devour, to fulfill their emptiness, and if none are present they turn hungry eyes on one another and a new feast begins.
For now they embrace, tails wagging, intertwining in loving gestures.
Fangs are sheathed and nails are retracted.
Puuuuring calms agitations.
They gather on the rock to suck-up the solar heat, like reptiles often do.
They beam with Apollo's grace, slumbering, having none of their own.
They dream of being heroes, slaying dragons.

But in the night the masks fall, and white no longer shines as bright; all turning into gray.
And the priest, of white, sheds his garments and behold he was neither white not man at all, but a creature entirely not of this world...A Gorgon, and one of three, as three is the number of the beast...


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Is (s)he Stheno, Euryale, or the famous Medusa herself?
Her gaze turning fluidity into solid things, substance, immutable atoms.
Will she bear to see herself reflected in the menagerie of her master's humble robes sparkling with glass he has renamed sapphire?
Will she survive the revelation of her being?
Where there is man and the smell of testicles, there be (s)he sniffing at the crotch, wanting another cock to lead the way.

Harken, brave souls, the White Knight has revealed himself as a Warrior Priest...neither black nor white but ethereal, transparent like a ghost.
Light flows right through him, for he lacks substance of his own.


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The glow was not the brilliance of his goodness, but the moonlight reflecting upon his static particles - little glass beads for the natives to gawk at.
He gathers his minions with soothing words of praise, seeing great value in them all - such impeccable judgment, where none is needed, for value precedes it.
He will build a kingdom with such fools "gold" and call himself King.



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In the realm of the netherworld, the Under-World all reality is inverted.
Fluid becomes solid, black is white, and white is black, gold is feces and feces is gold, monsters call themselves noble heroes, and noble heroes become monsters...

The laws of nature are suspended, existence alters state, reason is halted and words become magical.

An experiment, a childish game of let's see.
Will a kingdom be build with little particles of glass, reflecting brightly in the sunlight, or will it come tumbling down?
A first mistake cascades into a thousand more, until the avalanche sweeps a fools' castles to the waves.....endlessly crashing against the shorelines.
Such grand schemes the ghostly Warrior Priest has.
He dreams of a beautiful maiden, mountains of gems at his feet....he deserves it all.
And what a good start he's had, as he tells himself.
So much he's already accomplished.
Faulty stones on faulty grounds...shall we watch him build?




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In the Universe of oneness, where other is self, and self is other, narcissism loses meaning, love loses meaning, it all becomes self masturbation.
Everywhere the mind looks self emerges, and it loves itself.

Every reflection upon the other is self reflected back.

The schism splits the psyche, the shizoid is now nothing but another image of the one Self.
To exist is to Be that Self.
Identity transported to other.
Madness is the refuge of delicate souls.
Better to be insane than dead.
Schisms protect the brain from the world - a distancing to self-preserve.

The Monster is a shape-shifter, a crafty doppelganger.
Each head protruding from the shared body is a psychological schism which then sees in the other heads a version of itself.
Each head bears a different countenance, adopts a different name, acquires different tastes to feed the shared stomach.
It begins as consciousness of other as food, and then it discovers itself in the other heads, and its new-found self-consciousness slowly develops.
It begins to identity with the all-bonding stomach.

From schism to detachment of self from self.
Identity splits, and then reintegrates with an identity outside itself.
It becomes no more than this Self's voracious hunger, wanting to devour the world.  

What does the Monster know about itself other than its own hunger, and what in the other can gratify it?


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The High priest of Oneness, this new Cohen, reads from the sacred manuscript as if he were inventing it himself...


Cohen wrote:
It is characteristic of Spinoza that he considers power as power to exist and as power to act.

That ‘[t]o be able not to exist is to lack power [impotentia], and conversely, to be able to exist is power [potentia]’ (1p11d3). As a consequence,

the more reality belongs to the nature of a thing, the more powers it has, of itself [a se], to exist. Therefore, an absolutely infinite Being, or God, has, of himself, an absolutely infinite power of existing. (1p11s)

In a nutshell, power grounds all existence.

In 1p11s he says that the ability of a thing to exist of itself, and hence its power, is equated with the degree of reality of its nature; in other words, any thing has reality to the extent it has power.


Aaaammmmeeeeeennnnn....


Cohen wrote:
Any passion expresses the power of y in x; a positive passion increases x’s amount of actively exercised intrinsic power, and a negative passion indicates to what extent y is able to prevent x from using its intrinsic power in a self- determined way. The power of acting expresses the activity of the individ- ual, whereas passions, expressing the power of external causes, indicate what the individual is not determined to do by its own power alone. In the end, intrinsic power and its relation to the power of external causes forms the basis of finite existence.



Aaaammmmeeeeeennnnn....



Cohen wrote:
things exercise their power not only to exist but to exist according to their definable essences alone; or, they strive to bring about being determined by the unhindered realization of their essences. Thus, I would call conatus the principle of perfect essence realization, and its central idea can be stated as follows: each and every singular thing is a powerful entity which, when it encounters opposition, strives to exist and to  bring about things derivable from its own definition alone.


Aaaammmmeeeeeennnnn....


Cohen wrote:
The main proposition of the conatus doctrine states: ‘Each thing, insofar as it is in itself, strives to persevere in its being’ (3p6, translation modified). This striving, in turn, is designated as the actual essence of all things, human beings included (3p7); in other words, actual Spinozistic things are all strivers of different kinds.


Oooooooiiiiiiiveeeeeeee...

One priest hands over the sacred text to the next in line, the new one changes the words around and preaches on, adapting the scripture to the new environment.

A new monster of old emerges from the mud....a giant Golem...aleph, mem and taph inscribed on its forehead.

The High Priest of White has regurgitates an ancient meal and has served it up as his own concoction....
A newfound Cohen.

How does one defeat this monstrosity?
Changing the letters around will do it.
A monster of words can only be defeated with words.  


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Be ware, a new queen enters the Under-World, a new creature.

She speaks in strange ways, this new creature of the dark:


Dark Witch wrote:
In the Apollonian world, the animal passion is experienced as overwhelming by the god who guards borders, and it is seen as blind, chaotic, unchained; Resistance to this force by Eluding it, running away from it comes to imply strength.
In the Dionysian world, the animal passion is experienced as intelligent and nature is seen as hypersensitive.
In Apollo's world, indifference is a measure of security and how much one can do without the other - Need.
In Dionysos' world, indifference is a measure of firmness and how much one can affirm/appropriate the other as it is in all their difference - Excess.

How Apollo must tremble...

Dark Witch wrote:
"Now – and this is the point I want to emphasize here – the flowing of the river is not end-governed, but this does not mean that the water masses’ power is not geared towards something definite: water flows to where it is least obstructed, and pushes against any encountered obstacles. Comparing Spinoza’s conception of human agency to a dammed river or electricity taking its path may, at first blush, seem strange; but what principled reason could there be in Spinoza’s naturalism for not using models derived from natural phenomena to illustrate the way we act?

Moreover, the just quoted passages clearly say that human beings are, in essence, joy-desiring and sorrow-avoiding strivers – given this, it appears unavoidable that the idea of a causally potent entity taking the path of least resistance captures rather accurately some important aspects of Spinoza’s mindset."


Who is this damsel of distress?



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Monsters of order, wish to consume the chaos, turn it into a pile of heaping shit, if need be, just as long as it is placed in its "rightful" place, and given its due appreciation.
They would rather be that pile of shit than consider chaos as determining them, as being necessary.

The monster hates its own monstrosity.
The animal despises animality.
Apollo, the fool, deplores Dionysus.

The minions of Order, of the nil presented as one, crave for the opposite of existence....final Being to end Becoming.
They would diminish themselves as figments, as illusions, as parts, to find this association...this final absolute, relief.
The feminine spirit needs that masculine certainty, that authority outside itself, herself.
Negative, positive, what does the word matter when a final solution, a fabric, a oneness is found and given over to?

How does a father teach a son to be a man?
To embrace chaos, to revel in its suffering?
To not take himself too seriously, but neither too lightly?



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Poor desperate worshipers of Apollo, how you bathe yourselves in his light and are blinded to the darkness surrounding him.
There you sit, professing to be Dionysian when Apollo's bitch you all are, adorning yourselves with his words, his symbols, dreaming of being gods, no....the God.

Apollo has been morphed into your Jewish mono-deity, and you have given him a different name.
Lost are all the others....including Bacchus, Satyr's god.
All from within the spectrum of life.
The world is life, man is world.
All is ordered.
Ha!!!

And if not man then world is man.

By the gods what infancy we have returned to; what cowardice grips our minds, what pleasure obsessing hedonism directs our thinking.
The usurer uses, and abuses.
He seduces with such delicate kindness, such hope giving, such flattery.
Women, effete men, and children still immature, go to him...flee.
Good riddance.
 


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"All that exists is just and unjust and equally justified in both." [Aeschylus, Prometheus]

"The history of everyday is constituted by our habits. ... How have you lived today?" [N.]

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"ἐδιζησάμην ἐμεωυτόν." [Heraclitus]

"All that exists is just and unjust and equally justified in both." [Aeschylus, Prometheus]

"The history of everyday is constituted by our habits. ... How have you lived today?" [N.]

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Clement Rosset wrote:
"The Spirit is a stomach.

Beatitude implies the recognition and acceptance of all thoughts, including and especially those which are apparently the most opposed to you. Recognition, acceptance, or, still more precisely, ingestion.
There are two species of ruminants: those who ruminate ceaselessly but without succeeding in digesting (the case of the man of resentment) and those who ruminate and digest (the case of the Dionysian man)---good and bad ruminants.
The bad ruminant does not have access to bliss because he is the prisoner of a thought devoted to misfortune; the good ruminant accedes to bliss because he has overcome the thought of misfortune and succeeds in digesting it.
The good ruminant has access simultaneously to bliss and to misfortune, and the destiny of the bad ruminant is to have access to neither to one nor to the other. He does not know bliss since he does not succeed in digesting misfortune, but neither does he know misfortune, precisely because he does not succeed in digesting the thought of it.
The man of bliss has access to everything, and notably to the knowledge of misfortune, while the man of misfortune has access to nothing, not even to the knowledge of his own misfortune. Since the thought of life includes the thought of death, so also and in the same manner the thought of bliss---beatitude---implies a profound and incomparable knowledge of misfortune.
The 'knowledge of good and evil," a secret alliance between misfortune and bliss, the tragic and the jubilatory, the experience of pain and the affirmation of bliss. The forbidden fruit." [Joyful Cruelty: Towards A Philosophy Of The Real]

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"All that exists is just and unjust and equally justified in both." [Aeschylus, Prometheus]

"The history of everyday is constituted by our habits. ... How have you lived today?" [N.]

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The White Knight bold and strong considers himself alone, and gathers with his heart, the destitute that have not...

What strange dwellings we have built we moderns
We gather stuff, most of it garbage, and consider it worth saving
Misers, we accumulate, and pile one upon the other, burying ourselves in bric-a-bracs, seeing in them images of ourselves.
Our generosity is the overflow of this garbage, we lost in the mounds of stuff.
we might categorize it to pretend that we still appreciate it, but there it sits underneath all our things, like a visit to the Taj Mahal, or a stroll across a the ancient agora beneath the acropolis, where we picked it up form one of the souvenir vendors for a buck and a half.

The miser collects, as if all others want what he wants, and all others evaluate their self-worth by such ostentatious collections of stuff, with questionable worth, as most of it lacks utility, or would demand such a time to shape and form as would defeat the purpose of its use.
But misers collect just to collect.
Not only things, but others, and most often experiences.
They visit exotic lands and come back invigorates, as if in the visiting they collected something unusual, something new.
Then they place it on a prominent place, to remind them of that visit, the enlightening experience, until slowly new experiences push it back, and under, and it gradually becomes buried under the heap they've collected and put aside. it's only usage now as a display piece, for visitors, to imply that he is cultivated, and that through osmosis he has absorbed more than the mementos, the symbols of insinuation.



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