TODAY IS

(at Delphi)
There was an error in this gadget

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

The Death of Romanticism

(uncanny)Romance in the modern world has become almost sickeningly self-aware of the atrocities that one party willfully commits against another. Like a billion tiny droplets of oil raining into the north pacific ocean, woefully under-prepared for the power human beings have over each other, in only symbolic and superficial ways, yes, but still, these are enough to maintain a completely arbitrary and corrupt, and increasingly crumbling mental prison. Those who suffer do so, in so many cases, willingly, unable to open themselves up to the emotional warfare that’s being played out on a day to day basis in our astonishingly counter-productive post-ideological capitalist society. Forced to, every day, play the role of the actor, and to occlude the individual in favor of some incomprehensible system of social interactions, the social contract with which our ancestors sold us all into slavery. How long are we going to remain in intellectual servitude to those ideas and those obligations that have no bearing upon our present reality? Relationships became like living theatre, with all the actors playing out their relationship roles, because nobody nobody sent knows anything about anything anymore, and instead of admitting that we are of equal unimportance as every other historical actor, every other historical actor, then we can establish a working relationship with honesty among our castes, where we acknowledge each other as human beings, all working to the same goal: communion with the other, and ourselves. Some characterize this relationship as a return to the oblivion from whence we all came, other characterize it as God, some as Nirvana. There was no verifiable evidence to support a single interpretation, and what’s more is that to focus increasingly upon a rigidly dogmatic course of thought runs counter to the fundamental precepts of epistemological anarchism which underlie the very foundations of modern thought. But in order to live in the world which begat them, they would be forced to devote varying degrees of their time acting out these corrupt roles, left to reflect upon it later, to wallow, and suffer, and live with our own limitations, and contradictions; admission is the first step towards recovery.

No comments:

Maxims and minims for the wise and the foolish

  • LANGUAGE IS A HIERARCHICAL AUTHORITY
    A GOVERNMENT OF THE CONSCIOUSNESS — Tezcatlipoca
  • Whoever fights against the empire, becomes the empire. [or something along those lines] — Philip K. Dick [as told to Tezcatlipoca]
    • We’re not fighting the empire! We are the empire! Go away, or we'll smack you with this stick! — Tezcatlipoca
  • You don't have to be straight to shoot straight. — Barry Goldwater
    • Indeed, we must prevent life, which is frequently fatal. — Umunmutamku
      • There are also a number of legitimate scientific reasons for it as well (though I don't know what they are) — Tezcatlipoca
  • Instead of thinking of Scripture as a manual, I try to think of the Bible as ‘a boyfriend’. — punkrainbow
    • Your feelings are lying to you. — Jer 17:9
  • READ A BOOK, I'M SURE IT'S IN ONE OF THEM. — Tezcatlipoca
    • Books are full of bullshit and lies! — Tezcatlipoca
      • We will lie to you but we will lie to ourselves as well. You will, however, see through our lies and grasp the shining truth within. — The KLF
  • A Gnostic is by definition a knower, and since knowledge supersedes belief, a knower cannot very well be a believer. — Stephan A. Hoeller
    • talking about the great unknown is ridiculous. it’s THE GREAT UN-FUCKING-KNOWN — Anonymous
      • The enemy knows the system. — Claude Shannon

Qadutu: Militant Queer Calculus
A mature leader of unwavering ethics and indisputable authority.
Better than having cock-holes in the middle of your face.

Last night, while I was being intimate with your mother, she said:

secrets and lies for the un-initiated

Twitter Updates

    follow at your own risk

    GADGET GADGET GADGET

    YOUR MOM IS A GADGET

    YOUR MOM IS A GADGET
    AND I FUCK IT

    MOSURALALALAND

    MOSURALALALAND
    MOTH, ER, LAND = MOTHER LAND

    CHRISTOS ANESTI

    CHRISTOS ANESTI
    CHRISTOS ANESTI