Thursday, 30 June 2005

Halifax - Money from hell

Building societies came as an alternative to banks and their high interest rates in the 60s and soon became popular among working class people. It's quite a good option for drug dealers, dodgy businessman and all things illegal, and also for people with a bad credit rate. Oops. But... are they safe institutions? According to the Brewer's Dictionary of Phrase & Fable, Halifax is "A Euphemism for 'go to hell'. The coinage probably derives from association with the saying: 'From Hull, Hell and Halifax, Good Lord, deliver us"


The last thing. Eschatology, a branch of Theology, is the study of those phenomena associated with the end of the world. The Eschaton is conceived of as a boundaryless and causeless chaotic attractor that is drawing all space and time deeper into states of novel connection and complexity.
Novelty theory suggests that on December 21 of 2012 AD, at the coincidence of the moment of the solstice and the heliacal rising of the galactic center, levels of planetary novelty will exponentially increase. Theory does not make clear the nature of the ultranovel event, however. Speculation as to the nature of the encounter with the trans-dimensional object at the end of time includes the following:

"Let he who fights with monsters see to it that he does not become a monster himself"

Nietzsche is quite right. Every time I find myself hating those single-minded wankers who inhabit our environment I feel bad. I feel their low frequency lifestyle creeping into my holes, killing my joy de vivre, filling my mental space with useless thoughts, as useless as their little personalities. I see them in a room. They are having a meeting, discussing their morals, taking the piss of every living cell, for the sake of it. No, no, no. It's because they are too scared to do anything. They are scared of life. They see living people as the proof of their incapabilities, by comparison. They wanna feel safe in their own little communal ignorance, so they gather and moan. I don't want them in my mind, but I live in London. They are in my face, all the time. That's my task. Forgive and forget, because when I forget, I remember myself, and then I lose it for the world of joy underneath it. God bless the wonky. They gave me light today, somehow.
Hello mamals!!! Hope you have fun with me, cos I'm enjoying it. How good is to have a little universe to create and destroy everyday! Greeeaaat! Don't take things too seriously, mamals! You've been brainwashed! Don't forget it!
Wet kisses. P