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“Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me”.

I suppose whoever penned this children’s saying had neither the foresight to see the utter crippling of Western society through the moral syphilis which is liberalism, where “offensive” words are now categorized in the same manner as violence, or had never been subjected to a physical attack and suffered genuine violence.

From a very young age, probably due to growing up in a strong household and being the witness to the power of violence. I have always been both fascinated by it and attracted to it. Not just for the visual power of it but its ability for control and even subvert the course of events and individuals.

At the pivotal age of 12, after joining a new school I was the victim (that word in itself makes me feel awkward, but it seems the most congruent to the situation) of many physical attacks from one specific individual. This taught me my first lesson of violence - the absolute power which can be levied by the use of it to dominate the spirit of the loser. There seems to be a metaphysical barrier around us all that once penetrated by an aggressor, gives rise to spasms of vulnerability which in turn, change us. Less than 6 months later I started boxing. Within a year I was competing in both regional and national competitions and was starting to develop an air of someone who was not only capable of defending themselves, but who was regularly dominating opponents in the ring . At 13, I moved to a new school due to the natural ebb and flow of educational progression and was seen by another individual as a target for his abuse.

It was common knowledge that I was essentially a competitive fighter at this point and this individual may have wanted to secure a win over me for his own reputation or to bolster his ego. One day I was walking through the school halls when he decided to attack me, his method of choice was to side kick me as hard as he possibly could. A small crowd had gathered and was waiting for a reprisal. I laughed at him, and then commented “is that it? ”, he did nothing else and walked off. By not engaging in a physical altercation with him the message which I sent to him and those watching was that he was so beneath me I did see him as an opponent. By laughing I had relegated him to somebody worthy of social denigration. From that exact day he never attempted to intimidate me again, and socially became somewhat of a local gangster, which also extended my own social currency.

I learned a valuable second lesson, when to withhold violence and choosing an opponent in a logical, long-sighted manner.

“All political power grows out of the barrel of a gun” – Mao

As we all have seen with the rise of leftist groups such as ANTIFA (which in turn arose from a little studied leftist field of thought called deconstructionism), violence can be a valuable resource when fostered into a small, tightly-knit core. Especially when it is used to control or dictate a narrative. Being seen as capable of inflicting violence in not only offensive, but in defensive situations is absolutely essential in today’s world against both those who wish to enslave us to political ideologies but also new social norms. Power only respects power. If you present yourself as someone who “just wants to get along” or someone who fears confrontation, the world and it’s mother will spare no expense in wringing everything it wants from you.

The final point I wanted to make was that during the rise of the “bolshevik” (quoted as it wasn’t homegrown) revolution many Russians who were genuine patriots were absolutely against communist and/or anti-Tsarist notions, but one of the leaders of that revolution, Leon Trotsky (real name Bronstein), decided that there was a necessity to instill terror in those who oppose the new regime. “Shoot 1000 to intimidate a million” was not only an interesting off-handed comment but comprised his strategy with dealing with dissidents. As such, we can see that in any social situation, whether prison, or a workplace, being perceived as someone who can inflict pain or suffering of any manner on a person at a moment’s notice is worth its weight in gold. Not only will it give you more leniency when errors are made, but it will subdue maneuvers intended to sabotage you in either a social or political way and act as a gravitational field, bringing those into your environment who can genuinely provide value.

(A side note: being violent towards those who are weaker than you is not only dishonorable, but when it concerns animals or those who cannot defend themselves-absolute cowardice and should be punished with the most intense brutality.)

-Fluffy Bunny

And from the nothingness of the acausal that manifest the limitless light to a singular zero dimensional point of infinite quality it cometh, and it spake I AM, I AM THAT I AM...

I AM I AM I AM...

I AM only what I was created to be.

There is light; there is dark. Light appears to be very relevant here the distance it may traverse in a year; how its' velocity affects time and allows me to complete a simple rhyme.

When there is nothing in existence that is external to the primordial, then this expansion of space, or, consciousness, is understood to occur within. This is what is meant by the expansion of the 'something' into the 'nothing'.

And although this may be referred as 'illusion', it is only illusion of perception; on the contrary, it is quite real; to paraphrase Otis if I may "It's as real as I want it to be."

When faced with recurring time ad infinitum, experience must continuously be renewed to avoid becoming subject to a stale eternity.

- deja vu

The eternal serpent forever subjecting my father to a suffocating hell ad infinitum, there was a way, yes... 

God is glorious as always, supreme omnipotent being that it is, well done father.

Don't they know the only birds that matter wear red? Not black, not dark green, nor purple, or that obnoxious lime green. That's just point of fact. 

Still they'll be squawking from their nests. Oh how the squawking doth continue, even If the nest is empty. 

But what do they know? Nothing. They are seachickens, after all. 

Zero return one; i.e. eternal polarity; Yin; Yang.

Ten concentric spherical layers of cosmic evolution initiated of the infinitesimally small. The primordial Godseed forever expanding at the SOL into nothingness.

The seed that will ultimately come to fruition as a metaphorical tree of life. The seed to tree and the tree to seed, ad infinitum.

i.e. the infinity that be forever scattered to the winds of eternity...

Nine spheres, months, or Moons; ten is a reflection of one. As above so below, as within so without.

Emergence of the first, reflected in the sixth. The beauty that is securely fixed, in that which follows.

Green goddess of beauty whose number is seven and whose title is Victory.

- glittering splendor

Then the house collapses and both men die

And the shadows danced.

The SIXTH sephirah of Yetzirah surrounded by SIX holy spheres. The SIX points of the hexagram with the Sun at center. The fiery serpents above each having SIX wings.

The six sephiroth of Yetzirah with the Sun at center forms a perfect hexagram directly in the middle of the tree. The legion of Seraphim corresponds to the fifth emanation and the top left point of the hexagram.

The Seraphim are sometimes referred as the guardians of Gods' presence which may also be interpreted as saying that they are guardians of the abyss, and yields a familiar HGA acronym. Although in this particular context representing Holy Guardians (of the) Abyss...

Immediately following this divine trinity commences with the formation of Da'ath(knowledge) which is an empty emanation - it has no number.

The aethereal expansion occurring at luminal/super luminal speeds creating an immense void separating the supernal triad from the remaining seven sephiroth, otherwise known as...

The second sphere of development emanates and makes fertile thy mother - the third emanation which initiates the aethereal expansion.

I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.

- Banksy

I hope to do something other than die spiteful and miserable, the current trajectory based on observation. Maybe even go somewhere with amateur sounding shit. Just don't pay attention to the several hundreds of thousands that can do this better. 

Fuck It, I'll post all 3 parts.

Part 1 (worst one):

Part 2:

Part 3: 

I am the one, Orgasmatron.

I'm standing at the crossroads. Faced with one overwhelming question. Which path should I choose? They both seem to lead to death. Does it matter which path will I choose?

`Cheshire Puss,’ [Alice] began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider. `Come, it’s pleased so far,’ thought Alice, and she went on. `Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.
`I don’t much care where–‘ said Alice.
`Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
`–so long as I get SOMEWHERE,’ Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'

The second and third emanations which completes the supernal triad is a result of the divine masculine and feminine aspects(respectively) being divided from the initial unity.

You're feeling all alone

You won't be on your own

I'll stand by you...

Take me in, into your darkest hour

And I'll never desert you...

The moon. Feeble glimmer of light shining in the darkness. Hope but also an illusion. Distortion of the real. A lie. Watch out.

So it begins... Eternal innocence. Goodness incorruptible. Spiritual purity. Union with the divine.

One is my beginning, yet I am eternal. One is my individuality, yet my diversity bears no limits. One is my permutation; my qualities are infinite. I am all things, and I am One.