Clarity comes before the light.

Anybody guess where is New Jerusalem?

Its' not wether you win or loose...

...its how you play the game.

Was Jesus a Witch Doctor?

He fits all ... the... roles.

Bim does not own me.

Lucifer is my guardian angel. and basically, I believe myself to be a free agent for a while. Somebody might have me in tow.

Just words.

Rereading my 'Carta Abierta' on deoxy for Bush last night, it dawned on me that it's okay.

I'm starting to think the 'internet' might have a consciousness.

That would mean a man-made object has acquired life. Does it have a soul?

Well, the Bhagavad Gita tells us that even the rocks themselves have souls, so why not the net?

If you begin to expand on all possibilities: cloning, hybrids, robotic-consciousness.. You approach a point of no-return where anything, everything is possible.

Further meditations this morning over 'selfishness' and 'selflessness'. From George Derby to Deoxy to everything else, all my biggest troubles have always arrived from a kind of selfishness. Always worried about the things "I" want, I give no pause to gaining power over others to get my way.

But in the end,that only alienates ... I like that word.. alienate... it alienates the very people I'm trying to 'seduce' away from me. In short, the more I get, the less I enjoy it.

What's the answer?

Humility.

I have been sooooooo wrong, about sooooo many things. And all my mistakes were ego-driven. Wanting to 'change' this and that... to my own advantage. I must wonder if I am still trying to do it, subconsciously.

Then the shit hits the fan and you start doing damage control and you realize you are at cause of all the shit that has happened. But not 'just' you. Everybody around you. From the Biblethumpers, Koran yelling, Baghavad Gita selling zealots, Kukulkan cultists, pedos, deoxities... Even the little snail that died last night in my hands.

What now?

Do good. Finds friends and exercise.

It dawns on me...

That nothing is over because I still don't see my infantry.
Is this a game for all of you?
If I am your 'Savior'...
Where's my dancing girls-reward?

Internet censorship is insidious in all places.

There is no safe haven. Not yet.

Extremely repetitively suplemental...

...nobody to blame but m'self tho.

Supplemental...

I'm beginning to see that this is going to be a loooonggggg Kali-Yuga.

2721 troubles.

A time-traveling clone I met in a bus the other day told me that the real troubles
start in 2721 and they have to do with a sexless-violence free society of beings who lack any will to defend themselves utterly.

He could have been an NSA lackey, trying to prevent me from actually doing anything interesting in the present. But then again, what if he's right?

As Gandalf would say to ... Frodo..

"All we can do..."

Eternal life depends a bit on how much you want to live. For a fellow like Hyraniakasipu (the Great Architect, no doubt), it surely means perfect Yoga followed by debauchery at a totally new level. Debauchery might not necessarily get you 'there', but it will definitively be a fun filled ride, even if the ending is not the best. (cough cough)

Not fulfilling his Karma would not have been an option for Hyrani. This is why Prahlad was so important. Prahlad permits Hyrani to fulfill his destiny, thus liberating himself form the bondage of the separation from the Creator.

Note to the angels around the dark side of the moon.

Is this gonna take much longer?

Note to self.

Am I even here?

How to make a liar out of friends and family.

Stop lying yourself.

Not to Grid Control

Expand the Grid, please.

Not to Grid Control

Expand the Grid, please.

Note to Sodomite Kings.

Don't think you need to get sodomized right away.

YOU choose when, where, and by whom.

Must the 'dajjal' be saved?

What does "Dajjal" mean?

Television.
Computers.
Cell Phones.
Street lights.
Microchips.
Space-Travel.
Cloning.
Human-Reptile Hybrids.

Ask your kids.

"Pride Cometh Before the Fall"

Assuming responsibility for one's actions:

Jesus said something about those who try to save their lives will loose it.
Those who are willing to loose their lives will have eternal life.
I'm all for that.
If I have to play Dajjal. I'll be happy to play it.
If I have to play Man of Perdition, why not?]
If I have (cough cough) to play the Serpent.. So be it.

You say 'eternal damnation'? I say Time loop.
Transcendence is knowing when you are whopped and by whom.

How to break the "Dajjal" spell.

Have faith in the Koran.

How to break the "Man of Perdition" spell?

Have faith in Jesus.

Durga Ma Presents: Robin's Bible Revival Tour 2012

Alright.
I gotta keep all my shit straight or I'm gonna go bonkers.
When you have Gremlin infestations like I do, you better write shit down...

Where should I start?

DECEMBER 2010: GUERRILLA FILM - DEMON KING - LOS ANGELES

JANUARY 2011: GATHERING OF 144,000 SODOMITE KINGS - MEXICO CITY

FEBRUARY 14, 2011 to FEBRUARY 14, 2012: WALK TO SANTA FE OF THE SODOMITES

MARCH 13 2012: SODOMITES TAKE THE PENTAGON.




.....


Ufff..... That's as far as I got today. Maybe this schedule will need a few little chagnes before... well.. nevermind.

Folks will start calling me "Man of Perdition" just about now. That's okay. I still have faith. In a Plumed Serpent tho.

By now, I assume this is property of National Secuiry

So it's just you and me, Rahm.
What can I tell you?
How do you win a war?
How do you save Isreal?
Do you know?

I have some ideas.

Some faces are worth seeing many times.

The troops in L.A. are quite anxious that I start going down to take the beach. I don't blame them. Folks are trying to make us all think it's all a movie, but.. There's a war on, and I have already told everybody how to win it without violence. Including Barack Obama.

Z controls Barack. I control Z. Z wants to stick to a plan of action that will cost more lives.

I have a chicken's heart.

Z represents the union of Gog and Magog under MY command. I might not have a stomach for such endeavors. It will mean world peace.

The CIA is Magog.
The KGB is Gog

It's all theater. The war should be over today.

Spartacus

Did not defeat Rome.
Rome was NEVER defeated.

Living Gods Hidden from Everybody

1. Ares
2. Pluto
3. Poseidon
4. Zeuz

.... and all the rest of the gang. Can YOU, humble reader tell me who is who?

Hint. They probably belong to the same family.

Good and Evil Avatars

For there to be a perfect impersonator of all good on the earth, there has to be a perfect impersonator of everything EVIL in the earth. It's up to the earthlings to figure out which is which.

Q.

Good and Evil Avatars

For there to be a perfect impersonator of all good on the earth, there has to be a perfect impersonator of everything EVIL in the earth. It's up to the earthlings to figure out which is which.

Q.

The future or the past?

Keywords:

Time Travel.
Cloning.
Family Redemption.
Incest.
Pedophilia.
Many Eyes.
La Llorona.
Apolo.

Little bird told me...

That we have a serious infestation of Silver Dragons.

How to break the Oedipus Spell

1. Have Faith.
2. If the shit hits the fan, don't tear out your eyes.
3. Don't kill your father.
4. Don't marry your mother.

But that's not all.

There's a number of curses against me and my family. These curses have been made by others. If I don't speak them, they have power over me. However, if I speak them and pray for them to be lifted. They will be lifted.

This is an act of faith.

Of course...

The 'serpent' is just a Chariot.

Hmmm... Who goes around in Serpent Chariots?

Of course...

The 'serpent' is just a Chariot.

Hmmm... Who goes around in Serpent Chariots?

The Eye of the Sperpent?

Or the mouth?

The test of faith...

Gate Gate Para Gate Para Sam Gate Kali Ma

I came up with this prayer in my North Hollywood place.
Wait.. It might have been earlier.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Now, after a little reflection, I am beginning to to understand what it really means.

Ma Durga is Nuit.
Nuit is the vast emptiness of space without light.
This Darkness is the place where creation takes place.

The "light" simply illuminates the darkness.
But the darkness predates the light.
Timat predates Marduk.

So the true Creator...

Dear reader, you can make your own conclusions about this.
I won't tell you it.
It would be utterly unfair.

Santa Clos llegara tarde este ano.

Okay.
The most important thing about this damn trip:
The kids' Christmas List.

1. A car (that really works) for Mama.
2. Peace, harmony and happiness for Grandma.
3. Permanent Visa for Papa.
4. Syami: Shoes, tennis, socks.

5. Rasa:
a) mono-skateboard,
b) bicycle, skates,
c) big family hug,
d) pucca pens (got them),
e) cell phone
f) a horse
g) two watches (noisy one and one she can take anywhere)
h) Chinese Sticks
i) Japanese-style Fan


6. Uncle Robin: 50 kisses, 20 hugs and some tickles.
7. Nanda: a 2-wheel skateboard, small remote-controlled t-rex.

Alright. This is the only and most important mission of this particular assault on L.A. No matter how much it costs! No matter how many casualties! I WILL GET THE REMOTE-CONTROL T-REX!

The problems with revolutions..

Once you achieve the goals of your revolution...
New evils, unknown to you before will arise.
The problems with revolutions are as wide as human nature.

I have no doubt that MLK was part of the Great Work.
His speeches are so clear about it, almost like the songs of the Beatles.
His death was a necessary element, that he might not loose...

The love of his people.

The Hanged Man is always the same: perfect only in death.

Spirited Away

The Amitiville Ghost Boy.

A few things I do know about ghosts.

1. Weed helps you see them better.
2. Boose helps a little but less.
3. Their understanding of good/evil is totally different from OUR understanding.
4. ALL ghosts have an agenda, especially the "Holy Ghost".
5. Ghosts would like to be something other than ghosts.
6. Once you open the doors to them, they flood you.
7. They are not 'evil' so to speak. They are only radically different.
8. Ghosts are prisoners of Lord Yamaraja.
9. Ghosts can enter and leave human bodies at will, but they must have an invitation. They are also not capable or REMAINING in a body if the real owner of the body does not desire it.

Actually. I do know a few things more.. But.. By now, it should be popular lore. I'm just speaking about PERSONAL experience. Ayahuasca is the BEST ghost-medicine. You see them right away. Kinda hard to stop seeing them after wards tho. So thread carefully.

Last night, old uncle Adolf was VERY present. The Gaisterbahn and the ECW wrestlers helped to get him in. A little white-wine was the perfect elixir to get him to speak clearly. Are ghosts ELECTRIC creatures? Undoubtedly. Electricity makes them much more present in OUR world. Are they 5D beings? Yeah, I'm pretty sure of that too. DO they know shit 'we' don't? Ohhhh yeahhhhh....

Witches and ghosts are the future it seems.

In Hollywood there's friends and there's food.

NOBODY!
NOBODY!
NOBODY!

Not Alexander Salkind or Ilya Salkind, not my dear father, not ANYBODY in this damn town showed me how to make movies EXCEPT!!!!

Der Furher!

Ulli Lommel!

More kids... Murdered at Waco Texas.

Religious Freedom?

Hardly.

Accident?

Maybe. But if you put a bunch of folks with guns outside of a house with a other bunch of folks with guns inside, shit is bound to happen.

Waky-kids...

Murdered at Waco, TX.

Good Morning Afghanistan!

I really rather watch porn made in the San Fernando Valley, but US/Nato porn is all we get these days.

What are we gonna do about it?

Well, the Mexican infantry is getting ready, of course. Hidden behind some damn pre-school backyard. Can't blame them, huh? Cavalry.. They are working hard right here in Hollywood. Air force... Probably haven't made it past Saturn yet. Orion is a long way.

Thank the Gods for Yellowsubmarine and all that. There's still hope that the USA will not end up on the loosing end of genocide, like Germany did. The reason is simple: there's still a lot of 'good Americans'. And there's also a lot of black, brown and yellow Americans. And for sure there's a lot of RED Americans...

The real question is why not call this island for her true name: Isla Tortuga.

Sorry to start the day with such harsh porn. But somebody has to do it.

Oh, yeah and on the subject of Lucifer.

Some useful stuff in dealing with my darling Lucy:

1. He can speak through anybody at any time. Kinda like in the movie with Danzel.
2. He's an angel, but he's not 'omnipotent'. He still 'obeys' orders.
3. He's working for 'The Creator' and has no choice on his role to play.

And before I forget...

Happy Chinese Year of the Tiger!

Happy birthday, Sis.

I never stopped loving you.
Although your absence form my life does piss me off.
Especially because I was told you were "dead" in Valle Victoria.
My first real and terrible lesson about the 'war on terror'.

Nazis from the future and becoming a gem...

I have a hard time forgetting that video from 5d about the time-traveler from that Philadelphia experiment. I have a hard time forgetting because it fits so much Biblical prophecy and some of the possibilities of our current day and age. Floating cities (New Jerusalem) ran by 'radioactive' gigantic gems/crystals. Floating cities that can travel (or send folks)back and forth in time.

Donno.

Got to play it by heart. Anything can be true and anything can be false, so the critical element is what sings best in my heart. In order to hear the song correctly, the first thing is to leave the lower emotions: shame, fear, pity (not to be confused with compassion) LUST, ANGER, ENVY...

But then it goes deeper, huh? Because it's easy to 'hide' those things from oneself, making oneself more machine like. Less human. Hard. Like a Stone.

And yet, in a transparent universe, in a totally EMPATHIC reality, hiding these emotions is just not an option. Instead, one must work through them.

Recognizing that there are good emotions: Love... and 'bad' emotions: Hate. And that somehow, one cannot exist without the other. Hence, you must make 'peace' with the beast inside your own heart. Who do you hate? Why do you hate them?

Do you hate Zion?

Why do you hate Zion?

Do you love Tenochtitlan?

Why do you love Tenochtitlan?

What is more beneficial than love and hate?

COMPASSION?

If you 'hate' a snake... You are no better than a snake. Snakes do not 'hate' their prey. They simply eat them.

My first Octopus Films video.

I just needed to add some of these guys...

I really honestly do believe that there is a Giant Octopus that lives in the North Pole somewhere deep, very deep, and that is somehow dreaming. Call him Cthulu if you wish. It matters not.

I love him. And oddly enough I know it's a male.

I also know that he is being slowly murdered by the pollution we humans are creating...

In my dream, his tentacles were being cut by lumberjacks.
Black oily-blood came out of the wounds.
And he screamed for my help...

That dream made me cry many nights for many, many years.

This is the real reason we need to drastically change.

There's a war on.
A war declared on folks halfway across the world.
A war declared on folks here.
A war on 'terror' - whatever that means.

Now, if I'm not totally insane...
The only way to END a war is to stop fighting.
I responded to the 'war on drugs' declared by Ronald Regan.
Now, if I'm not crazy, Ronald Regan and that whole bunch.
Were the big pimps that made medicines illegal and so expensive.

So I made it that a war on drugs was a war on the nations who grow them.

Chiefly Mexico.

Then the shit hit the fan in my life.

And actually, my reasons for getting all political were very selfish.
I wanted to impress my sister so I could marry her.
In order to marry my sister, I needed to change the world a little bit.

Estoy un poco arrepentido de eso.
Eso fue pura lujuria desencadenada.

But here we are.
And the basic premise of the 'war on drugs' has not changed.
But the players have.

I went to the Green Party in Mexico back in 2006.
I told them that if they did not put me in the ballot,
There would be massive bloodshed in Mexico.
Then the Zetas arrived.
And I kinda figured out that the Zetas were run by the CIA.

And then furthermore, I kinda figured that the CIA was fighting a war...
On the FBI. On America. It was a 'necessary' evil.
To create a New World Order.
And Mexico, it seems, is a vital element of this...

And tomorrow is Valentine's day, and I wanna sing love songs.
But this is what I had on my head this morning when I was taking a bath:
The motto of the CIA is "The Truth Shall Set Your Free".

And folks keep dying.
And Haiti.. And Baron Samedi.
And New Orleans. And Tabasco.
And so much crazy shit...
It makes me wonder why I don't just shoot myself.

But "The Truth Shall Set You Free".
And I guess I am in bonds.
And the bonds started with a document made out to Lucifer.
And signed in Blood.
And then old George Derby showed up at my dad's door.
And I let him in and he gave me a coin and a little bag.
And I sent the coin to my sister and I hid the bag in a guitar.
And then I lost the guitar.

And George kidded me around about "getting my eye poked".
And I told him that a snake died when I offered her to Kali.
And I fell in love with Kali. But I was ignorant. Foolish.

Then I found out about Nrsrimhadeva and Krsna and all the other stuff.
And I figured that George and his "Hollywood Bowl" was just soup from the soup.
As that 'bastard' Sheik Omar told me regarding Blavatsky.

But I would lie if I didn't tell you, dear reader, that I heard ...
Aleister Crowley's voice in my head. When I was in the Hollywood Jailhouse.
And not only Aleister, but also that funny fellow who I worked with ...

Mr. Stuart. Who worked for the same boss: Butch Fries.

So, if I make a full disclosure of my life and times,
And I don't make it rhyme or a song-and-dance...
Please forgive me, dear readers.
I'm just a silly horror writer who can't carry a tune.

But I keep praying...
(to El Senor de los Cielos) whoever that might be.
(although I suspect his eye is the Sun)
To set me free.
Free to go Home.
Home back to Him.

And frankly, I've been practicing to die...
With The Blessed Lady's name in my lips.
Although I've read the Koran and I worry about 'adding Gods to God'.
But I am not an Arab. And although my blood might be Jewish...
I was born in Mexico Tenochtitlan.
And I was dedicated to an Aztec Goddess.
And I tattooed her on my back to remind myself to whom I really belong.

That's a lie.

I actually tattooed her on my back so she would protect me from George.
And that only after George tried to kill me in a dream, ripping my throat out.
And I had to chase him away with the name of Lord Nrsimhadeva.

I wonder if for fellows like me...
Blessings are curses and curses are blessings.
In purely vaisnava terms, I am an ignorant Demon.

Nasrudin.

Rhymes with Rasputin.
Supposedly, one of my past lives (according to my witchy Raquel).
And I would lie if I did not admit that I do practice spiritism.
And that I will keep on doing that, thank you very much.
I am an Aztec Medicine Man. I am a Mescalero.
I'm not about to quit THAT particular job.

Unless, maybe, old JC comes down from the clouds and in no uncertain terms tells me I have something else to do.

Barring that... I have my Dharma cut out for me, and apparently, it involves peyote, weed, mushrooms, ayahuasca...

All of which are quite helpful in summoning spirits.

And oddly enough, film, sodomy and music.
Why sodomy, you might ask...
Because in these hectic times of Biblical Prophecies coming true...
And Holy Jihads in the middle east...
I must stick to what I know to be absolutely true.

My religion is Love, Harmony and Beauty.
And one of the words for love is Tolerance.
And if I start casting stones to my brother Sodomites...
And deny love as the greatest expression of God's creation...
Then I would be a fraud. A sheister. A shaytan.
Bad enough that I'm still trying to figure out how to be a Sham-Man.

My meditation is weed.
My meditation is walking.
My meditation is music.

If you, humble reader, think me an addict..
A junky... A pervert.. For many, I would say...

True, true, true.

But I ask nobody to follow my path.
Only to try and understand...
And allow.
My path might not be your path.
I might not be really...
Acceptable to your prejudices.

But if you follow MY religion, which name is Tolerance.
You might find that all religions have one thing in common:

The Golden Rule.

And that is basically the only rule I like to live by.

Fame, Fortune and Everything that Comes With It.

The age of secrets is over.
I shall now become a human-octopus.
The octopus turns different colors based on his/her mood.
This is the strategy for survival in this new transparent universe.
I shall turn different colors with my moods.

What is there left to do?
TO sing! Sing! And play music!

And DANCE!!!!

I come form a long line of entertainers.
Mafiosi. Drug dealers. Charlatans.
Since there is nothing wrong with being real to oneself,
and the age of secrecy is over and done with...
I'm just gonna let it ALL hang out.

But I am finally seeing the future and it's wonderful!

It is transparent.

It's all about feelings, and loving each other at any cost.

And its full of color, and rainbows, and people making love in many different ways to each other. They make love with their words, and with their eyes, and with their thoughts and with their bodies.

So, love-making becomes the most important art-form.

To understand love-making, one has to understand it's opposite: rape.
Rape is about power and violence and domination.
Love making is about choices and seductions and making folks fall in love with you.
Once you get over the 'rape' then you get into the love-making.
And that's my gift to you today.
To get you over the 'rape' so you can begin to make love to each other.
Make love to children, old people, animals...
Make love to stars and planets and flowers and trees.

FUCK anybody who does not like it.

Another wanna be Christ doing the Anti-Christ thinngie.

Right down to the white horse and stuff.
I betcha each generation had one.
Hernan Cortez.
Carlo Magno.
...
History forgets them all.
I wonder if the Gods do.

Anyhow.

Wonderful dream last night.

Sobre Sofi y Katia juntas. Que chido. Me siento refrescado y bien bonito de lo que sone.

Grunts will be grunts.

Jarheads will be Jarheads.

Murderers.

Will be murderers.

Plan B

SO the UN believes we need to raise income level in the 3rd world in order to 'reduce' population. What is income?

If I remember correctly, income is PURCHASING power.

What does the 3rd world need to PURCHASE?

The South Shall Rise 'Again'.

Watching old battle of Gettysburg this morning. States rights vs. Federalism and whatever the fuck the Pentagon wanted for mere humans.

Pentagon won that one, I guess.

Constitutionally, the South was in the right and the North was in the wrong.

Morally...

What do YOU think?

The One Who Conquers.

There can only be one, but two must try.

Texas, Hawaii, Lakota Nation... Hmmm.

Y los Mayas donde quedaron en esta?
Me temo que esta la resuelven los Judios.
Que no sera siempre la misma?

Bon Voyage, Mon Pere

And off he went!
Kinda jealous.
I wouldn't mind getting paid to travel to Europe.
Oh, well. Time to smoke, eat and be merry-pipin.

Now that he's gone, I can focus on myself.
What do I need to do in LA besides?
Of course, first are my Longtale obligations.
Would not do to get owed for not doing anything!

I guess the pertinent question in February of 2010 is...
Do I REALLY want to liberate the USA from Mexico?
If I do, then I have to really think about how to 'gather' my infantry.

I should start this year.

Somebody sez: "Who Cares? Do you think I care?" ....

TO which I answer. The Afghans care. The Chinese care.
And of course, THE MEXICANS care.

National Security indeedy.

But in fact, we are in a world without nations.
We are in the New World Order.
The idea is to stop the fighting.
Starts with the War on Drugs.

How about a War on War?

I think it's been thought of before.
Its called "disarmament".

And the "Great Jihad"?
How goes my "Great Jihad"?

Here in L.A., I must admit, the Sodomites and their Gods seem to be winning.
In fact, religion itself seems pretty suspect to me.
But then, how tolerant are the Sodomites really?
How Chaotic are their Gods?

Sodom has popular support down to a SCIENCE.
The Old Gods... They have a serious PR problem.
The New God... He has a tolerance issue.

Atheist is just so ... WRONG.
But it's somehow better than ...
Deistic with Rules.

I'll stick to "Chaotic Good", thank you very much.
It's kinda "Deistic Without Rules".

Before I forget..

Octopuslandia needs to create a 'Eye of the Beholder' army of people whose only intention is to record all things that are hidden, not to judge, not to stop, but to record.

Gotta fulfill those biblical prophecies after all.

I guess it's a good time to start drawing Utopia: Octopuslandia!

Okay... So, I started this crazy blog with a little inkling of my plan to get laid and take over the world. Dad's off to Berlin somewhere, so I got some time in my hands. Might as well get back to the drawing board and expand on the plan.

The objective: Utopia the New World Order according to me.

It would help if I had a different species to work with. Say Illithids or Kobolds... But since all I really have at the moment is humans lets see what we can do with them.

Lets see the objectives I have already decided upon:

1. An end to all "National" borders. They are economic and based on the fear the rich have of the poor. The internet has already done it. Now we just need to make sure folks can come and go as they want ANYWHERE they want without having to 'show' where they came from.

2. An end to all "Consensual Crimes". Whose business is it really if I wanna ... sell my children to the highest bidder? Or help somebody commit suicide? What about Gladiatorial Games, Vince McMahn? Wouldn't you just love to bring chainsaws into the game?

3. Decriminlization of ALL God's creations and substances. FUCK how hard is that?

4. A money system based on Worldwide Gold, Silver and Copper Coins. Frankly, I'd love to do away with banks and such, but I suppose that would infringe upon #2.

5. The recognition of Non-Human tribes. FUCK. Human rights are not enough. We need SPECIES rights.

.....

That's the basics. One world. No 'borders'.

Some other things on my mind for this New World Order.

* World Wide Disarmament. Fuck me. How many nukes does the world need? If folks really wanna kill each other, lets do it with Machetes and Molotovs, shall we?

* Water, Food and Shelter for EVERY HUMAN BEING IN THE PLANET. Free. No child should go hungry because they didn't have money to pay for food. No child should have to go homeless unless his folks are Nomads and want him to.

Well.. This exercise got boring fast. I think we all know what we need.

Way past my bedtime.

Okay, so, we are dysfunctional.
No use trying to hide it.
Sasha..
Freaks out at the way dad and I
hang out with each other.
I don't blame her.

It's freaky shit.
But in the end, it's okay.
It's just the way.
It is what it is.
No fault, no blame, just ...

Acceptance.

As far as parents go, I keep to two theories:
Jesus and my mom.
Jesus says: 'respect thy father and thy mother' blah, blah, blah.
Mom says: with parents you have 3 options, 1. Love them unconditionally exactly the way they are. 2. Kill them. 3. Never see them again.

Since options 2 and 3 are not an option with either mom or dad...
I'll stick to number one.

Sash needs to get that.

In fact, I think my mission in L.A. right now is to get Sash TOTALLY stoned.
Anything else is just spinning my wheels.
She's so totally ready to get wasted...
It would be a waste to let anybody else do it to her.

We need to understand we set the world on fire.

Most folks don't question their reality.
They don't really worry about what it means to be human.

I do.

All the time.
For one, I know 'humans' set the world on a slow electric burn.
They also lit their engines, smoking us all out.
It would be so simple to learn how to love each other as children.
Instead, we learn how to kill each other as children.
Evident to anybody who is not 'attached' to ordinary humanity.
Very difficult to explain to humans who are 'attached' to their humanity.

What is remarkable is that children are a 'tabula rasa'.
A clear canvas. An empty notebook. A blank DVD.
They will be written upon with whatever behavior and thoughts they observe.

What do we show them?
Murder. Lack of empathy.
What would we LIKE to show them.
Love. Love-making. Harmony and Beauty!
Why don't we show them what we would like to show them?
Prejudice of various sorts. Totem and Taboo.

So, generation after generation of perfectly open minds...

Are closed.

What a waste! What a terrible waste!
And then, these 'closed' minds are sent on their merry way to keep ...
Burning the world. Murdering each other and murdering other species.

A pox on this species!
A pox on my race: the murderous humans!
Surely mice shall inherit the earth!

Mice are nice!

11;39 and I'm still at the offcie goofing around!

Blessed be! I slept in this morning.
Rob was supposed to show up at 10 am.
It's already 11:40 and I'm still here, goofing off.
Wonderful! Wonderful!

It's really funny.
Mostly, what makes me happiest is to be left alone.
Of course, I miss the kids.
But I also enjoy my space.

So, I'm back 'working' at Longtale.
They don't really have a great record of paying me on time.
But whatahey, I don't have to tell the Government that I'm working.
So, I can keep my cake and eat it too.

Dad's garlic soup has given me the death-farts from hell.
This morning, I feel like I'm in a Nazi gas-chamber.
From my own farts.
That's what you get when you eat 1lbs of garlic and onion.

So....

Una de mis paranoyas mas comunes es que toda mi realidad es una illusion creada por seres mucho mas libres y adaptados que yo para sacarme de mi mimso o ensenarme algo. No creo que seria para torturarme. Seres asi de avanzados no estan en el negocio de la tortura espiritual.

Pero el punto es que ya estoy muerto, y todo esto es illusion, y de alguna manera, mi chamba es despertar a la realidad. Ayer lo vi todo en un episodo de STARGATE ATLANTIS. Tambien en el primer episodio de STAR TREK.

Da igual. Si es fantasia o no, hay que vivir esta vida con todas las intenciones de disfrutar lo que se pueda cuando se pueda. Disfrutando, me amo a mi mimso. Si me amo a mi mismo, amo a los demas. Si amo a los demas, no estoy interesado en rezar por la destruccion de esta relidad. Si no rezo por la destruccion de esta relaidad.

dad calls..... mmmmpf.