Nine Months to Eternity

November 28, 2016

The instant a child is conceived inside the mother, the chemical reaction that takes place between the egg and sperm is such that it produces a chain reaction that in a matter of hours pervades through the entire female body. Similar to a moon colliding with a planet and sending a shock-wave that completely transforms the ecosystem. But rather than a physical and destructive impact, it is a chemical transformation that helps  Read the rest of this entry »


The Love of Silence

November 26, 2016

It is so sad that so many dislike silence.
If we sit by a field and can only hear a few chirps and the gentle breeze caressing the blades of grass, there is really no need to speak.

We can sit there, silently and completely present. If we hold hands or I place mine on your knee, there would be so much joy in my heart. Read the rest of this entry »


November 23, 2016

There is no point in debating someone that is hypnotized. Spend your time wisely.


November 22, 2016

Any individual or organization that aims to strip you of your agency, be it physically or emotionally, is themselves an agent of the Devil. God is the giver of free will; the Devil is the thief that strips you from it. God is the lover of life and the Devil is the lover of death. Pick wisely, while you still can.


November 16, 2016

It is imperative that we bear witness to a great deception. That is, no matter how just your cause, should you ever associate yourself with a name, behold that deceivers will build you a fortress with your banner waving proudly to lure you in – “a gift!” they exclaim – “For your great cause.” But should you enter, beware, for only they have the key and know the inner workings of its haunted dungeons. Take heed never to associate yourself with a name or an emblem. Or you’ll be used as a prop and plaything for those that lust for power, and your cause, forever perverted.


November 14, 2016

Humanity’s lethargy waxes day in and day out as it invents new things for themselves and others to care about. They are distracted from the one and only thing that matters – their own souls. One layer of filth at a time clouds the minds of men and women. STOP! Or you will find yourselves forever buried in this grime of fiction.


November 12, 2016

How curious is it that upon humanity receiving an overabundance of information, many have rejected knowledge altogether and chosen abject ignorance in its stead to dwell in the dangerous caverns of their own imagination. Let them cast their shadows and dance themselves into extinction once again.


November 9, 2016

Beware oh fool that in the absence of information, your imagination will rule over your mind. So be wary of those that attempt to keep you misinformed, for your imagination will devour their words with great hunger for confirmations of fear.

The Death of Men and Women

November 7, 2016

Among the many tragedies befalling our modern western society is the war among the sexes; which is less a war and more a mutual surrender. A sexual amputation, if you will, of men and women; a dispelling of female and male goddesses; turning men into non-men and women into non-women; allowing themselves to become no more or less than a transport for organs, bodily fluids and muscle that gladly labors at the behest of their owners. And they cheer  “Let us <!–more–>be your slave and give us our milk oh succorer. Save us from ourselves, oh god of Government. I do not know what I do, for I am but a child in your care.”

This is the song they sing. The acidic song of victimhood and perpetual oppression. The song of displeasure with all that is good; giving away freedom for free goods; and valuing ugliness instead of beauty. A veneration of victims instead of heroes and taking pride in failure over our successes. Forgetting all too quickly, that what is free and unlabored, by definition, has no value. What value it has is merely illusory just like the empty pride they carry on their coward backs hunched over looking at their illuminated palms. Questing every hour for validation with their new red currency called a notification. The red coin that falls into the empty chamber that once contained their soul.

But like a setting red sun welcoming the black night, the nocturnal season must eventually pass and true light be restored. For no matter the tumult we endure on this earth, the sun remains unfettered. And so when time comes to pick up the pieces, it is lovers like myself that will be there to guide your step as you rebuild your future.

I do fear, however, that as sunrise approaches, dark clouds will be seeded with hate, malice and ignorance, and forever grow and anchor themselves deeply into our souls to form a perpetual canopy of darkness; Mechanizing the sexes for the benefit of the elite to fuel and fuck them.

Let a man be a man.

And let a woman be a woman.

At once! Before it’s too late!