Month: February 2013

  • Who was this?

     

    The year is 2005. Xanga is flying high and this guy is one of its new kings. Not much more than newbie when the entry below was posted. This entry had well over 400 comments from about 200 different people one can only guess at how many thousands of people read it. This was not his biggest and far from his best entry by a long shot. And he was not alone, Xanga was hot back then. He was famous here and the fame lasted for years. But internet fame is so fleeting

    Who wrote this?

    It should be easy no one else wrote like this. And I have given a lot of clues. Some of you will know, but you are few. This guy was a legend around here yet now the fame is long gone.

    If you know for sure who this is, just say you know and do not name him. If you are not sure guess and give a name. Most can only say I have no idea

     

    [begin transmission]
     
    I know what you are thinking, but I also know that you are wrong.
     
    This isn’t one of my self-indulgent resentful tirades against the masses, or some pontification about some of the perpetual fuckupitude of my life, I’m afraid.
     
    No, this is my farewell letter to xanga, ladies and gents. I’m going to be taking a bit of a break. No idea how long; could be a couple weeks, could be a few months, could be how the fuck ever long it takes for me to feel like I have anything to post in this place. Abuse of the masses is being put on hold.
     
    Anyways. I’m making this farewell all verbose and loquacious and shit so you have one last taste of — before I’m the fuck out of here. I know, I know, with me gone, you’ll have no idea what the fuck to read, but if you look around, I’m sure you can find someone else worth reading who might even throw some misanthropy and hostility in there as well. Maybe even then you’ll forget about me, that skinny pretentious alcoholic kid from Ithaca. If so; fuck you in advance. I rock. Just…not right now.
     
    Here’s the lowdown;
     
    …fuck.
     
    You know, I had the words all planned out, too; a wry little speech on what I’d be doing and how much I hated you all, but, you know what? The reason I’m not writing that shit is the reason I’m having my little retirement; because I have sincere fucking writer’s block (and it’s been going around, apparently, some sort of winter-based creative malaise) and it’s turning itself over into a bad-ass case of writer’s insecurity, and I don’t fucking want that. Nothing like reading other people produce genius and you yourself thinking “Oh, well, I used to be able to do that” to put that gamy flavor of uncertainty into anything you may have written already. For those of you who know, it is a terrible fucking thing, and after you get that, everything goes downhill from there, until it gets harder and harder to create until all you can do is just stare at the notepad or whatever and not be able to press those keys or put pen to paper without paralyzing yourself. This crippling disability of making the words into what you want them too.
     
    I’m sure you get the point. Well, okay, no I’m not, because a lot of you are rather stupid and presumptive and like to come up with deranged and quite retarded conclusions, but the day I realized some of you couldn’t spell Ithaca properly was the day I knew playing for the intellectual crowd was over. Yeah, I had to throw that in there, because I really don’t mind elaborating on how resentfully full of hatred I am. I could talk about that for weeks and months and years.
     
    But, I won’t.
     
    If you really want to interact with me, I’ll be on AIM whenever my wireless isn’t acting like it was fucked up the ass by a steroid-maddened polar bear (they’re the worst; heroin-addicted squids come in a close second. squidgina. no, don’t think about it…too late), and if you want to start some form of correspondence (and I might share bits and pieces of whatever fragmentary bullshit I do create), you can reach me at — I’m checking my email more regularly these days (instead of the twice a day shit which I’m typically used to), and there will be one last protected post up for that crowd much later today or possibly tomorrow. Before my premium expires and the list goes from three hundred and eighty four people down to ten.
     
    I’ll still probably post in —- every now and again, because it’s my fucking journal and you’re all assholes for acting like otherwise (and yes, I’m an asshole for linking it a good deal, but then nice guys don’t get shit done), and I’ll check my subscriptions here and there, but for the most part, the great wheels of Misanthropy Equilibrium, Inc. are done turning. Noncompliance with the turn-stoppage will result in weasels being sent to bite your nipples off, and a strange German genetically engineered panda to molest your sister.
     
    I really don’t know what was up with all the animal-based violent threats in the previous paragraph either. I’m in a rut. At this moment, that dream of actually writing something real instead of just dicking around with the internet crowds has been given an unattainable shine and put up on a far shelf, out of my grasp. Bootheel right into the soul again, man.
     
    Seems like at this moment a lot of writers are going away or gone, I’m just taking the time to give you all an extended bye. Because I’m like that.
     
    The rest is silence.
     
    (Or some profound shit like that. I’m still deep goddammit!)
     

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    PS: There are some of you who have made mention that you’re with me in this whole mess until the end, bitter or not, and while I honestly don’t know what inspires such loyalty (and sometimes I am tempted to have you shot accordingly), this is not that end. This is just a stop and regroup.

    Hopefully.

     
     
     
     

     

     

  • She is such a Wh0re

     

    What purpose is served by ridicule?

    Why would you hate a Christian for their faith?

    Why would you try to hurt them and insult them

    Do you hate atheists?

    Do you call them or anyone else names?

    Why do we hurt each other?

     

  • With Desire comes Experience

     

    The fact that knowing god, a higher power, something more than we can see, has been a universal desire as long as humanity has existed. This was argued to be just a long running error in our brains. Occam’s razor would have said that the simplest reason for this desire, like all such desires, is that which is universally desired exists.  But Occam’s razor was seen by some as the simplest explanation that does not point to God (maybe the idea of a god is too complicated?). The seemingly more complicated explanation. It is simply a universally misdirected desire unique in that is does not lead to any real thing, was held to strongly. And a few could not understand the arguments perimeters (nearly universal, like the desire for sex. No the desire to be superman does not come close to fitting). I am not expecting to do any better this time but…. Here is more to think about on the same subject

    1. Belief in God—A being who reverence and worship are due—is common to almost all people of every era.
    2. Either the overwhelming majority of people have been wrong throughout all time, on one of the most important parts of their lives, or they have not.
    3. It is most plausible to believe that they have not.

    All thinking people admit that religious belief is very close to universal, throughout all human history and pre history.
    Does this fact amount to evidence in favor of religious claims?

    Are all the claims made by so many throughout all time based on hallucinations?

    Skeptics need to admit that the personal testimony we see is impressive. The vast majority of humans have believed in an higher power. A Power to which the proper response was reverence and worship. The reality of our feelings, the desire to worship, our reverence, acts of love for this power. No one can honestly deny this is true.

    If God does not exist, then these things have never once had a real object, they have always been a delusion.  Is it really plausible to believe that?

  • Dorner’s Killings and Death in Retrospect

     

    Christopher Dorner, was justly killed after a series of murders aimed at terrorizing the LAPD and those who were family members of LAPD’s officers. He was obviously a very disturbed man, intelligent but malignant.

    Since he was a former cop, I did not hear any suggestions that his case showed the need for more gun control. But I also did not hear anyone pointing out that he likely was dangerously insane. That insanity was the most telling thing about Christopher Dorner. But no one in the major media is was talking about that. No but after other dangerously insane people committed murders in Tucson, Aurora and at Sandy Hook all you could hear about the problem, was that there was too great an availability of guns to average the citizen (more gun control). But what about mental illness? These guys were all obviously dangerous to themselves, if not others long before they killed anyone.

    Back in the 1970s there was legislation around the country that deinstitutionalized the mentally ill. Since then while gun ownership rates have increased and crime rates have decreased. But the number of insane people committing horrific murders has increased.

    Maybe some good came from deinstitutionalization. But we should be doing a better job of caring for mentally ill people in general. Much more attention, very close attention, is needed. Especially for those who pose a danger to themselves and others. This is not a violation of human rights (like ignoring the second amendment). It is humane common sense for the individuals involved and for society. Some people do need to be cared for in mental health institutions. Its simply cruel to be letting them fend for themselves and it can be dangerous.

    Where are the major media on this subject?

    Does anyone think that leaving the mentally ill on the streets is a good idea?

  • God Exists: Desire

    Creatures are not born with desires unless satisfaction for those desires exists.

    A baby feels hunger: well, there is such a thing as food. A duckling wants to swim:: there is such a thing as water. Men feel sexual desire:  there is such a thing as sex.

    If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. If none of my earthly pleasures satisfy it, that does not prove that the universe is a fraud. Probably earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy it, but only to arouse it, to suggest the real thing. If that is so, I must take care, on the one hand, never to despise, or to be unthankful for, these earthly blessings, and on the other, never to mistake them for the something else of which they are only a copy, or echo, or mirage. I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find till after death; I must never let it get snowed under or turned aside; I must make it the main object of life to press on to that other country and to help others do the same. (Thank you C.S. Lewis)

     

    In all places in all times humans have have felt a desire for a god. All universal desires are for something that exists. The desire has a something that will satisfy it and that thing is always real.

    The simplest reason for a desire for God to exist (Occam’s razor) is that God exists

     

    There are going to be a few of these so let me know if you want me to stop tagging you. I am only tagging skeptics. I am still going to let you talk. This time I will respond some more, but I already said my piece your thoughts are more important. 

    @agnophilo @bittentothequick @brownbuffalo @carolinavenger @chaospet @DrummingMediocrity @flapper_femme_fatale @locomotiv @Maverick83 @Mikke3vArt @Nushirox2 @PureTaint @StupidSystemus  @Table54 @TheyCallHerEcho88

     

     

  • Is there a God? Is he dead

     

    When an atheist is having an orgasm.

    What do they say?

    “Oh God” is out of the question.

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    Is God dead?

    Stupid question (Or is it), for if he ever lived what could kill him?

    I know a lot of people that tell me there is no god. To explain this they always tell me all the things that make God evil, and why they will not follow such a cruel or old fashion belief system. So no one seems to have a reason for not believing in God, they just find him unlovable or inconvenient to their life style. Sometimes latter after getting mad at the idea of God, do they start to find reasons to not think he exists.

    Inconvenient is what I found God to be at one time. What harm is there in sex? None really it’s about as much pure enjoyment as a human can feel. The intensity of the bonding between two people in sex is as close to heaven as humans can achieve on earth. So you tell me this is wrong?

    God has some silly rules.

    Don’t eat shellfish, its called an abomination of all things.

    And we all know shellfish will not hurt you. Well that is until you eat one at the wrong time and it kills you. That rule was written before labs could test for the bacterial toxins that shellfish will sometimes get. Shellfish were once an abomination because they would eventually kill you.

    So most of the rules are for you own good, but sex is great. Unfortunately I have found the more people I had sex with, the more something seemed to be missing. No I am not talking about orgasms. Had I started to become jaded to the joys of sex? Is that one of the reasons we are warned to save sex for just one person?

    I read a story once were a powerful creature that eats the worlds it creates, was running from beings it had created and grown fond of. He did not kill them when the time came to eat the world, so he left to make food elsewhere. They grew stronger than him and eventually hunted him down. Of course the story was about man killing God. Not possible really, but we do hurt God when we hurt ourselves. We find him inconvenient so we ignore him. He watches us hurt ourselves, then we blame him for making a world were we can hurt ourselves. We hate him for the freedom he has given us. So inside of yourself God can die, leaving a sad creature behind.

     

    Simple question Do you believe there is a god or higher power?

     

     

  • Love

    My early feelings regarding love were a bit confused. But that is not so usual, when we start going through adolescence. That is a time where arousal can come out of nowhere. “What the hell is this feeling! I’m not sure but I like it”  That sort of love had a lot to do with who I married. With time my love for him changed for the better, it grew stronger, less hormonal, more comforting and far less me centered.

    But now there are these maternal feelings. I like them as well, but I think I first started having them before I was even pregnant. During pregnancy they went crazy. I tended to adopt anyone who needed my help, and in one case I still feel as if she is mine. Even though my feelings with her must now be what a mother bird would feel as her babies fly away.  That is what that bird would feel if she were me anyway. Real birds might not feel anything outside of relief . Yay I can eat all the worms now.
    Back to using the bird as Paige metaphor … As my little bird takes wing “Stop do not leave me!!!!!” But I have such a strong feeling of pride, that she is leaving me because she can fly now.  Bittersweet, sad, happy, I want it this way and am sad it is this way. I guess this is all training for my child as he grows. Because of learning about these feelings now, maybe I will cry less with Jack, but I doubt it. It will be like this with him as well probably much worse (better). Thank God that will be a very long time from now. Because I’m still not sure I like watching that bird fly and not look back as she is doing it. Oh but she is doing what I want her to do.

    All these odd feelings I could never have had at 14 years old. Back then love was ether my parents tending to me or it was sexual. Oh I used the word love all the time back then. But it was meaningless I did not know what it meant. I am not sure how many friends, I no longer know, who I said I loved and they said the same thing to me. Those were the unintentional lies of youth.  Love was selfish then, but it seems to be almost selfless now (almost). It makes me do things I do not want to do (fly away little bird). Love is not always good for me now.

    I hope that little bird grows and learns all this. I believe she is well on her way.

  • Global warming. We need to do more!


    This is a very serious issue and we need to do more about it. Admittedly the theories about
    anthropogenic global warming are not proven facts, but the climate cycles are facts,  all geologists agree with what I am about to say (not most all). No one is arguing against this, the following is a fact not a theory.

    Our current warm period on this planet has lasted about 11,600 years, roughly 600 years longer than the average. We are about 600 years over due for an ice age (end of where no one disagrees with me)  If the theory of man made global warming is true we might be able to stop what would be the greatest of all disasters. Imagine a third of all of north America Europe and Asian covered in year round ice?

    Mass extinctions, the northern parts of the western world be totally depopulated. Billions of people would die.

    Ok guys lets do out part to save the earth. Lets have a big barbeque and buy ourselves a big four wheel drive truck with a V8 engine. Lets go out in the woods, with a keg of beer, and party with a big bon fire every night. Turn the damn heat up, and drive faster. This will be doing the right thing and having a great time while doing it.

    If we all do that, we might save billion of lives and improve the economy by drilling for oil, gas, building cars and making more beer…

    Carbon emissions ‘will defer Ice Age’

    Look up ^^ that’s a link stupid, click it

  • Prostitution

     On the subject of prostitution.

      • Such_are_you
         
        “People want to keep an open mind.  So open their brains fall out.
        Anyone who has spent time getting to know prostitutes do not support prostitution for very long.
         
        They don’t want to see hookers demonized either.
        They understand that hookers need help and understanding, not condemnation. But they want to see the hookers out of the business, because they want the best for the hookers. No one wants to be used, money or not, and that’s the reason I’m against prostitution.  Sex workers always lose, no matter how much money they’ve made.
         
        People are accepting, because they don’t want anyone thinking they’re judgmental.  They’ll allow a world of hurt…and disease for others, so long as it doesn’t hurt themselves, and the other person says they want what’s killing themselves.
         
        People can accept prostitution, because they don’t know or care about the hookers.”
         
        I can not agree more with what he said. So I’m making his words my entry today. I just want you to think about it.
         
        Do you care what happens to prostitutes?
        Do you really believe that prostitution is not hurting the prostitute?
         
        What about legal prostitution? Read these guys before you say making it legal makes it so much better  http://www.nevadacoalition.org/
         
         
         
         

  • Porn, Dogs and the Industry that Feeds Them

     


    “My whole reason for being in this industry is to satisfy the desire of the men in the world who basically don’t care much for women and want to see the men in my industry getting even with the women they couldn’t have when they were growing up. So we come on a woman’s face or brutalize her sexually: we’re getting even for lost dreams.”

    “The illusion is created, that women are really in their rightful place and that there is, after all, no real and serious challenge to male authority.”

    I just read a piece on what pornographic images are the ones that are most downloaded on line. It seem that the worst and most degrading are the most popular. At the time the research was being done the number one most downloaded image was titled.  “brunette with a huge horse cock in her tight pussy”.


    Is porn all about degrading woman?

    Is porn a method of gaining some satisfaction for those men who are almost impotent, so far as relationships with real woman are concerned?

    Is porn basically a pleasure suited to men who hate or are afraid of woman?

    Is porn something that makes these weaknesses worse, or do you think it is harmless?