Throw him around!!

http://www.planetdan.net/pics/misc/georgie.htm

R.A.W.

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DARE
Are you saying the Pope is a drug dealer?

WILSON
The biggest drug laundromat ever busted in this country was the World Finance Corporation in Miami. The president and several other senior executives were convicted. Two directors of the bank were allegedly former CIA agents, but the prosecutors were blocked in Washington when they tried to investigate the connections between the bank and the CIA.
In any case, the WFC had all this money going into it from South American countries that are in the cocaine business, and they sent it to the CIS Alpine Bank in the Bahamas, which is owned by Archbishop Marcinkus who runs the Vatican Bank, which is where the money ended up. After that it's in a black hole, it disappears from human vision forever, most likely ending up in Swiss bank accounts. The profits from this go towards keeping those dictators in power, maintaining the secret police and the death squads.
After the second world war, Liccio Gelli was shrewd enough to start an escape route for Nazi war criminals, getting them to South America for a fee, giving them new identities, and complete cover. He kept in touch with them as they found jobs as organizers of the death squads, doing the same sort of things they did in the '40s, only now they're doing it for Ronald Reagan and the money is going into the Vatican Bank. Obviously you can't run a church on just Hail Marys.
The only reason cocaine is illegal is because there's so much money to be made out of it while it's illegal. If it were legal, the prices would go way down.

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Full interview: http://www.disinfotainmenttoday.com/emulsionalproblems/raw.htm

We love Robert Anton Wilson

Bully

Bullying is epidemic says the newspaper today. Violence is the norm and the law seems to reinforce it. Last week, bullied teenager Tommy Kimpton, who beat his best friend Ben Williams to death with a pool cue, was found not guilty of his murder. The jury cleared Kimpton after 21-year-old Williams had teased him about his weight, thick glasses and big ears.

But my theory, which reflects my own experience in this case, was confirmed by a second story in the news today. Danielle Price was battered by a gang of girl bullies hours after two school prizes for her outstanding work in German and Humanities. Nose bleeding, eyelid split and eyes swollen up, cuts and bruises all over, she looked pretty bad. Jealousy drives people mad.

I remember my dullest experience of being bullied as if it was today but back then I could not connect the fact that I enjoyed learning with the violence I was exposed to. Left my childhood home when I was 10, moving to our new apartment in central Sao Paulo, 2 minutes walk from Avenida Paulista, one of the most beautiful avenues I have ever seen, wide, busy colourful and very cosmopolitan. My neighbours were richer, evil, and full of themselves.
Back to school: there I was, 11 years old, listening attentively to my math teacher. He was fabulous. Umberto was his name. He drew a square on the board, scribbled some crazy details on it and said it was the number machine. It was designed to make numbers and we were supposed to guess what comes out of it.
So, if A is any number, how can we make even numbers? He asked. Nobody said anything. Well, you add A+A, there you go, you get an even number. So, how can we make odd numbers?
I answered without thinking: A+A+1. Truly without thinking. Fucking simple question that was. We were 11 years old, bloody hell, and I was already thinking of shagging Jordan Knight from the New Kids on the Block. There’s nothing special about a simple illustration in the very beginning of a lesson. He was just preparing our little silly minds to the much more complicated equations ahead. The fact is that nobody was present. They were there, physically present in that uncomfortably formal classroom, but they were numb and bored.
Umberto looked at me surprised, and said that no one ever answered that question in the 28 years he had been teaching math at Assuncao. I got some extra point or something like that. Some kind of reward. Bollocks.
Roberta Schurman was her name. Fucked up teeth, long straight blond hair and a very irritating voice, that’s as far as I can recall. Her family is internationally known as sailors, world travelers. They have been everywhere, from the North Pole to India on board of their fucking boat, or ship, whatever. For some reason, jealousy maybe, she hated me. Later on in our volleyball lesson, after math, she made some stupid joke about me being the last generation of the Daunt family. At that time I wasn’t really aware of the value of my family tree so I ignored her, a bit puzzled. Daunt family, so what?
Break time, she told our fellow classmates she would be smashing my head on the floor, inviting everyone to join her. In a couple of minutes there was 200 kids shouting “beat her, beat her” all walking towards me, in some kind of medieval revival.
I tried to walk away, slowly, but they eventually reached me and she kicked me twice in the leg and pathetically grabbed my hair, just the way most girls do. I kicked her back, once maybe and for some reason the “fight” stopped. Hahaha. Brazilian style. 6 seconds anger. The coordinator took us both to her office to clarify the situation and I cried compulsively, making them feel sorry for me. She got some kind of punishment and I got the sympathy from teachers and colleagues.
No, I didn’t leave any deep emotional scar. I’m just comparing bulling styles. Fights in English schools are more violent and people tend to fight back more often than us. Brilliant. Pride is an illness that I manage to keep distance.
These kind of jealous reactions still happen to people around me and now I feel great when it happens. I interpret it as a compliment. Hassle me, please. Make it clear you are fucking jealous. I love bullies. There are few things that make me feel better than a whole group against me. I think to myself “Well done, Debbie. You don’t have this ridiculous hive mentality and these poor people are just confirming you are an individual, a whole separate entity, and paradoxically, much more part of the whole.”
I really wish you have the power to believe in yourself, making of those worst experiences the confirmation of your individuation. That’s evolution.

As Nelson Mandela said:

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness,
that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I
to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?
Actually,
who are we not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn’t serve the world.
There’s nothing enlightened about
shrinking so that other people won’t
feel insecure around you.
You were born to make manifest
the glory of God.
That is within us.
It’s not just some of us; it’s in everyone.
And as we let our light shine,
we unconsciously
give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

More quotes

Yeah, more Literary crack cocaine. Yeah, I have nothing to say at the moment. Luckily.


Where love rules, there is no will to power, and where power predominates, love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.
Carl Jung, "On the Psychology of the Unconciousness", 1917

Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.
Carl Jung

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.
Carl Jung

From another deoxy activist

This is a warning of what happens to spirit when it becomes divorced from its soul pairing, when it ceases to find its reflection in soul - and loses it. It becomes the solitary heroic rational ego which deludes itself into believing that there is no soul. It creates a correspondingly delusional world for itself which, deprived of its connection with a personal and personified counterpart, opens on to the soul's depths, as abysmal as deep space and as impersonal as the subatomic realm.

In our modern society the image and mythic process has been taken over by corporations that directly control advertising and, indirectly, the entertainment industry. Powerful erotic images are used for the sole purpose of selling consumer products; the side effects of this commercialization have a profound impact on the sexual imagination and identity of vast numbers of people. The Armored Knight of the 20th Century.

There Are No Reasons
Journey Into Savagery

Restriction of free thought and free speech is the most dangerous of all subversions. It is the one un-American act that could most easily defeat us. Justice William O. Douglas Link

http://godisnotanasshole.blogspot.com/

Quote of the day

"If you think you know what the hell is going on, you're probably full of shit."

Robert Anton Wilson

The Revolution of Everyday Life

"People are bewitched into believing that time slips away, and this belief is the basis of time actually slipping away. Time is the work of attrition of that adaptation to which people must resign themselves so long as they fail to change the world. Age is a role, an acceleration of "lived" time on the plane of appearances, an attachment to things."

by Raoul Vaneigem

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Kate Moss

I agree 100% with Oscar Wilde's opinion that "seriousness is the only refugee of the shallow". It would probably be boring to describe here the dumb excuses people around me give in order to get what they want or justify their behaviour, and ever more useless to illustrate Oscar Wilde's quote with real life experiences since if you don't agree with the quote you probably hide yourself behind seriousness and if you agree with it, you know what I'm talking about.

Well, let us comment on Kate Moss cocaine episode. Coked up wankers gather around for one more line of coke, just like most of yuppies in London do on a Friday night. One of them gets a camera phone, film it and send it to another coked up journalist/wanker who collects opinions from all the other coked up bastards who works with him/her and prints all that pile of shit for everyone else to slag her.
Then the main coked up director of S&M decides she is not suitable for the job and some other coked up directors decide to follow.

Next week, drunk lads, coked up journalist, dope heads and all the rest meet up and discuss what she should do, or should have done in order to "sort out her life". haha. Human Beings. Their arses are too far from their eyes...

My turn

"When in Rome, do like the Romanians" - Paula Daunt

I have been really busy...

but this blog is one of those that can be read regardless of the date. There is loads to read, some interesting book recommended... I'll be back soon, but the amount of work I have at the moment is unreal. Thankfully!! See you soon. X

Capitalist Pyramid

Anarchy

Would you like to pay by personal check, or credit card? Money order, cash up front, put it on lay-away, financing and no money down? Automatic withdrawals to pay off the bank loans, college loans, Visa and Mastercard debt, State and Federal taxes, rent and food and health "care," a thousand banalities that keep you running like a hamster in a wheel between the classroom and the sucky job and the marriage altar, the freeway and the office and the corporate golf course meeting? Death on the intsallment plan, or all at once like a stockbroker mid-life crisis suicide on the next Black Monday?


Or would you really like something else, something altogether different? Would you like not to pay at all, never to pay again for land and food and even water? 100% off, everything MUST go! Have you ever had a dream in which everything was free, and you could eat whatever you wanted and go wherever you wanted and do anything you wanted? Have you ever wanted to have enough of everything that you could share freely with everyone else, without worrying about spending your resources "efficiently" and "responsibly"? Ever wated to quit being responsible for one moment and just do what your heart demands?


What "insurance" could you buy that would keep you safer than living in a world where people actually cared about each other?


Perhaps you should find yourself some like-minded friends, stop talking about how bad traffic was and start discussing tactics. Or swear to yourself that you will never, ever again do anything but chase your wildest dreams, every moment of your life. Or buy yourself a liter of gasoline and a bottle. It could be your last purchase ever.

From Deoxy.org

Fractals

Fractals

Latina Americana

So happy I am. Got a place in a higher education course for free again, got money, loads of jobs on the way… One agency nominated me Casual Tactical Field Representative. Great! After a mind numbing session of television or in the mornings, I feel so lucky to be of so much value for England! They give me jobs, education, opportunities! Fabulous! There is so much money here! They are so fucking organized! Bollocks. For years and years, gold, sugar and all forms of energy were brought from South America to Europe, and now we are here, asking for fucking opportunities. Yeah. That’s how I think at night, eyes wide open, aware that our consciousness go back thousands of years. Politics, bla bla bla.

I’m gonna scramble their minds till they faint.

Mike sent me a very interesting text: http://www.analitica.com/bitblioteca/roberto/handbook.asp#TheUSIsTheBestOfCountries

And I chose my favourite bits:

“Perhaps Latin Americans shouldn’t adopt the contemporary European behavior. Maybe it’s the contemporary Europe that must adopt and adapt to this philosophy, and underdevelop a little... They’d be... well, more humane.”

“Latin Americans find it very difficult to be accurate. It’s highly advisable to double-check the informations they provide. Especially when they provide obviously fantastic attributions, because, when in doubt, Latin Americans prefer fantastic features. It’s a poetic vocation. So enjoy it.”

“For Latin Americans there’s no salary or profit worth enough to substitute their joy or dolor of life. For Latin Americans the behavior of tragic heroes is an everyday vocation.”

“The Imperial Spanish leadership convinced those who would eventually become Latin Americans that they belonged to a unified empire. As much as the leaders of the United States have convinced their people that they belong to a unified empire. Contemporary Latin American leaders haven’t convinced anyone that they belong even to a provincial region. That’s why it’s so difficult in Latin America to engage in any collective enterprise.”

“The Cuban Revolution gratifies the anti-U.S. sentiment lingering in every Latin American, but it offends the Liberal democratic ideals that linger in every Latin American too. It’s an inclement choice, like Sophie’s. It’s not easy to be a Latin American.”

“The European visitor in our America finds in it a number of Western republics that support Western culture. He finds also aspects and areas of backwardness, but it is Western backwardness, it corresponds to forms that precede Western culture; in the worst of cases, the visitor has the sensation of being on a trip to a suburb or a colony, not to an alien condition. If the European visitor settles in our America, he begins to see and feel something strange, unexpected, impossible to define, incalculable in the behavior and the purposes of these people; it is something that is alien and foreign to the cultural horizon of this European. Friends — even the closest, whose thoughts, emotions and purposes are clear in the ordinary Western communication, who are usually cordial in assurance and confidence — can become opaque, enigmatic, impenetrable, totally alien. Later on they recover their “normality,” with no explanation for these unpredictable changes they suffered just a moment ago. What is that? Who is that? (J. M. Briceño Guerrero, 1994:221).”

Maybe is just my imagination,

but some drug users look at me as if I was some kind of puritan, or as if I was secretly condemning them. Bloody hell!! I played around with illegal substances for quite a while, enough to realize their function in my system. I think I don't need them anymore, really. I'm deeply happy without common hard drugs, but if you need them to function in society I would say: DO IT!
If you are miserable, socially shy or anything like it without alcohol, for instance, why should you live badly without it? Found a very illustrating text on deoxy: http://deoxy.org/pdfa/SobrietyNazis.htm
I suspect these drug users who clearly avoid being surrounded by healthy people must think the world thinks and acts like they would in the same situation, like the guy who was addicted to coffee. He fought his vice and now preaches that everyone should stop drinking coffee. Screaming looney, annoying people on cafes at breakfast time. I don't get it.
No. I don't care if you take drugs or not. I quite like the company of dysfunctional people. It's much more inspiring than middle-class Phil Collins lovers. Please let me stay!! No, thanks. I don't want a spliff...

Friedrich Nietzsche quotes

"Growth in wisdom may be exactly measured by decrease in bitterness"

"There is an old illusion-it is called good and evil."

"Under peaceful conditions the militant man attacks himself."

"Those who are slow to know suppose that slowness is the essence of knowledge"

"Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler."

"There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.


Do you like quotes? Get more at: http://en.thinkexist.com/

I love quotes!! They are for literature what crack is for drugs, and chocolate for food: fast energy. But sometimes they can cause similar damage...

What I like like the most about TV is the test card

The Field - Science of the miraculous.

I'm reading a fabulous book called The Field by Lynne McTaggart. It tells the story of a group of frontier scientists who discovered that the Zero Point Field - an ocean of subatomic vibrations in the space between things - connects everything in the universe, much like the Force in Star Wars.
The Field offers a radically new view of the way our world and our bodies work. The human mind and body are not distinct and separate from their environment, but a packet of pulsating energy constantly interacting with this vast energy sea.
The Field creates a picture of an interconnected universe and a new scientific theory which makes sense of 'supernatural' phenomena.

"I think this is an important book and should be widely read. It stretches the imagination, making a good case that we are on the verge of another revolution in our understanding of the universe - perhaps even greater than the one that heralded the Atomic Age." Sir Arthur C Clarke

It's amazing to feel something for years and then find out that scientists are now full of explanations for it, and we are not marginals anymore. We are connected, "God" is everything, light is all we need, we are made of energy, life is fair...

Check her website for more info: http://www.wddty.co.uk/thefield/

"Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music"

Angela Monet

A buon intenditor poche parole.

A word to the wise is sufficient.