"And the rain sets in / It's the angel man / I'm deranged" David Bowie, "I'm deranged"
Friday, June 12th, 1998
This is where I finally have the opportunity to tell the world what I think of it ! If only it would read this, too... Well, I'll be posting rants and raves here soon. This will be one of the first pages to be up and running, should be launched in a week or so... Maybe I'll post a guestbook and a messageboard here too, for all those who don't want to Mail-Bomb me right away...
Friday, July 21st, 1998
My first rant will cover Modems and what to do with a PC that just will not obey : Hug it ! Well, after being OffLine for over a month... I found out that there can be life beyond the Internet ! Lo and behold, it is true. There are friends to meet, places to go, people to do... But I am straying from the path of truth here, so I better shut up and get to the point. Been on a festival, and it was grand ! Well, it was mainly rilly rilly muddy, and it rained, and I was quite hung over most of the time, but it was cool, anyway. Thanx go out to Mr. Natcho for the driving bit and for playing the host, and cooking, and all that... Well, time to try and post all of the updates that cropped up while my Modem was down. Thanks for the patience (Hello ? Anyone reading this ?), and keep on doing whatever it is you're doing...
Religion
The greatest of all mental diseases, and also the most contagious. Since the human race exists, various cults and sects have gathered the mentally depraved around their demented Leaders. Religion is the perfect instrument for controlling human minds : the fear of the great beyond, the questions of life, the hardships of existence... why think about it yourself when you can just join a group of fascist fanatics who got all the answers ? Christianity is the best example for the totalitarian structure and brainwashing techniques of most religions : They have their one god, made up out of three, and they have the Antichrist as a bogeyman to frighten their followers. Have you ever wondered why Christianity declares suicide a sin ? Simple : After promising their sheep eternal life in paradise after they died (if they were good and gave the obese church leaders a tenth of their scarce crops), people must have been dropping like flies... Why endure the hardships here when there's plenty of fun after death ? Break out the Scythes, mom, let's all cross over together ! Well, then suicide became a sin. "Stay on this dump of a planet and work for your masters, slave ! Or you'll burn in hell !"
"Burn. What a limited imagination." - Pinhead
Anyway, after legalizing genocide in the crusades, burning woman as witches, blessing the arms in every major war and generally scaring the hell out of people, one would think the church was done for. But no ! People NEED their god ! What else is there to believe in ?
What about yourselves, dammit ? Rise and shine, we are the top of the crop ! We are human beings ! Fuck, we can blow this planet to shreds if we want to ! We can manipulate genes, impose our wills on the environment and torture and kill lesser beings all we want ! All praise to the human race ! There is no need for a god anymore : WE ARE GODS NOW !
At least, I am. I don't know about you suckers out there, you might just be extras, put there for me to amuse me when you die screaming in accidents or ridicule yourself in public by obsessively following the words of some obscure father figures in churches, fashion, music industries, commercials, or whatever. Just go on and act like the vermin you are.
If you are not of the bunch of cretins I just insulted, praise to you, fellow deity ! Really, why don't we all start small cults ? Have people come, screw them, kill them and then watch as their festering corpses turn into maggot farms before they explode with the gasses of decomposition ? Life confetti ! Whatta party !
Well, Enough for now. Just go stick your head in a bucket, fellow citizens, and watch some "Clockwork Orange" or "Natural Born Killers" or something equally divine !
Reality
My perception of the world this breed calls reality is rather unique, if I interpret the accounts of the people I meet in it correctly. I see it as a sort of jumbled images, a conglomerate of events that pile on top of one another. Only as I sleep the implications of the waking times events unroll before me and I can judge them. That is the reason I use every opportunity to sleep. In my dreams, which are quite vivid, not only do I perceive what has gone in the true light, but also I meet people far more interesting than most personality constructs I encounter during the waking hours. Some of these people are without a doubt based on behavior patterns I observed in the other constructs, as well as their appearance, which is transferred from recent memory but subtly altered to better suit my beliefs and my desires. I find it strange that it is commonly assumed the waking world should be reality, when the dreams are far more pleasant and solid, and more convincing, than the waking hours. I regret anyone who is bound to this dreary plane of existence.
You may have noticed me calling the people I meet in the waking world constructs. Well, most people are just that to me. While there are a few exceptions I call Entities, most constructs behave in so predictable a way that I could not help but wonder if they truly are living beings or merely constructs of my imagination, put here to make the world more interesting (A pathetic, and failed, attempt.) Everyone in the entry The Other Entities is someone I recognize as a fellow traveler who surprised my or has a really unique personality. I hope that the list is far from complete.
