#may every politician in power at this time die miserably

[stil-lindigo]

The UNRWA is concerned that if they do not receive more funding they will run out by the end of February please spread this message

in case any of you missed it, despite the ICJ's ruling for Israel to facilitate MORE aid into Gaza, the global west has responded by cutting funding to UNWRA, which is responsible for delivering significant amounts of aid into Gaza, as well as surrounding areas such as Lebanon. The countries cutting funding consist of the US, Australia, the UK, the Netherlands, Swritzerland, Italy, Germany, Finland, Canada and Japan. This was all due to a claim by Israel that members of UNWRA were Hamas-members or sympathisers which, at the end of the day, is a claim that concerns only 12 members in a total of 30,000.

Without proper funding, UNWRA is likely to run out of resources by February of this year (only another month) and urges the countries that have suspended donations to reconsider. This is a blatant move from the colonialist countries of this world to starve Palestinians even further when they are already facing unforeseen levels of famine.

Please take some time out of your day to call your reps, your political leaders and urge them to restart their funding. In the meantime, here is a link to donate to the UNWRA.

#colonialist countries surprise me every day to what new lows they can sink to #the depravity of the US and their simpering lackies #who wield so much power and use it all for profit #may every politician in power at this time die miserably #unwra #free palestine #free gaza #free west bank #palestine #fuck israel

[thesheel]

Currently, the world is standing at the brink of a nuclear war with the extent of the danger not seen since the Cuban missile crisis of 1962. Russians attacked Europe's biggest nuclear power plant situated in Ukraine, which has now raised concerns about another nuclear disaster that could strike the world soon. This came just days after the Russian president put his nuclear forces on high alert. In parallel, US president Joe Biden had a State of the Union address and spoke about each and every issue at length, but he did not utter a single word about the looming nuclear disaster that could be the end of humanity. The United States has been avoiding direct military confrontation with Russian forces during the Russia-Ukraine crisis, which certainly is a good thing to do to avoid escalation. However, turning a blind eye to an imminent nuclear disaster is a horrifying and unimaginable thing.   Historical threats about nuclear dangers are being ignored badly Global leaders took the statement of the father of the nuclear bomb, stating that "Now I have become Death, the destroyer of worlds" lightly. He reiterated the words of Bhagavad Gita, and these words cannot become more relevant today. Similarly, Albert Einstein claimed that "narrow nationalism" could not contain the basic power of the universe. He decried that without global awareness and the arousing interests of people of the world, it would become impossible to save the world from disaster. And now the world is nearer to realizing this danger. Rich politicians will hide in doomsday bunkers if a nuclear war ever erupts, and the general public will be left to die. Over time, both the United States and Russia fancied nuclear weapons to the extent that their occupation is now considered an achievement. China is joining the course but is still far away from competing with Russia and America in nuclear weapons in absolute numbers. When Albert Einstein assumed that informed citizenry would choose life and not death, he was pointing out that the general public may unite to oppose the very existence of the weapons of mass destruction. However, he ignored some basic constants in human nature that it always strives for power, even if it means death. Now the same general population is reluctant to ask their leaders to denounce nuclear weapons. Even if a country decides to make a significant cut to its nuclear inventory, it can easily seem like an unpopular decision. Conservatives belonging to nuclear countries would prefer death over life any day if they are given a choice of having no nuclear power or death. Israel, North Korea, India, Pakistan are the countries where nuclear politics have become a popular discourse. However, if the world was to get rid of nuclear weapons, the US and Russia would have to take the lead, as these two countries hold more than 90 percent of global nuclear weapons.   How the United States helped the nuclear escalation of the world The United States has often touted bringing nuclear justice into the world and does not let any other country get these weapons. However, its own actions at home tell a miserable story. Almost twenty years ago, George W. Bush withdrew from the Anti-Ballistic Missile Treaty (ABM), signifying that the US had no plans to curb its nuclear inventory. Irony died when the same person invaded Iraq, falsely accusing them of nuclear weapons, thus committing war crimes. Barack Obama followed suit, and in his bid to "modernize" the US nuclear weapons, he initiated a $1.7 trillion program. Donald Trump walked the same path and pulled America out of Intermediate-Range Nuclear Forces (INF) treaty, once again paving the way to increase the nuclearization of Europe. All of these presidential actions were followed by America's continuous assertiveness in expanding NATO to Russian borders, which was bound to bring disaster.   Final Thoughts Over time, NATO has established that it

is a defensive alliance, but its continuous posture of lt expanding to near the Russian borders, coupled with the subsequent attempts by all presidents to escalate American nuclear arsenals to Russian borders, is surely a poor approach if American leadership wants to de-escalate on the nuclear ladder.

[fire-flakes]

since you're one of the foremost authorities on mai on this website (according to me, who has no biases whatsoever towards mutuals) i was wondering, how do you think mai feels about the prospect of ruling? a lot of people make firelord mai jokes / puppet ruler zuko jokes - and good for her, honestly! love her for it! - and I'd agree she'd be an excellent politician, but how much do you think she actually wants that? i sometimes find it difficult to gauge what mai's aspirations are in the show -

(2/2) - is that something she actually aspires to? or do you think she might ever want to resist the path set up for her by her parents - even if temporarily? she seems to express disdain at living in omashu and outside the fire nation (in contrast to ty lee), but i don't know if that disinterest translates into passion for politics or rulership. what does mai actually want?

so: this is actually a very complicated question! to me, the reason why mai specifically would be so good in politics is that she has a very unromantic understanding of power, and I think this extends to a cynicism about political ambition in general. mai was raised by extremely ambitious people who seem to have pushed her as close to power as possible in the interest of their own advancement, which made her childhood miserable, and she also grew up around azula, who staked her life on strength and perfection and was destroyed because of it. so I don’t think mai would aspire to political power, for either personal or ideological reasons - in fact, I think she would probably be extremely skeptical of those aspirations in other people. her political instincts are pragmatic, sharply realist, and small-c conservative. this sets her up well to be a royal consort, a job that seems glamorous but actually kind of sucks, and involves a lot of internal balancing and cultivating/maintaining relationships within court. I don’t think she would be as good in every political role.

interestingly, I think some parts of this attitude would extend to aspirations that don’t involve politics or power. mai is both an insider and a rich kid, and I really feel like her disdain for ambition is also in part a general disdain for trying. and, like you said, she strongly disliked her one experience of living outside the fire nation. she clearly resents her situation at times, but unlike ty lee, she never tries to escape it. mai is still very young when the show ends, and I can see these attitudes softening over time, but it’s hard for me to see her going off completely on her own to build a life outside the systems she’s familiar with, even if she also kind of hates them. I know a lot of people hc her as an artist, and I really like that for her on a personal level, but I don’t think that the lifestyle of a working artist would appeal to her. I can see her teaching knife-throwing for a bit, but not making it her vocation. I like the idea of mai spending some time outside the fire nation (“mai and ty lee do a gap year” is another fic I will probably never write), but I can’t imagine that she wouldn’t ultimately return, and probably sooner rather than later. and, if we assume that after the war mai comes to fully understand the weight of FN imperialism and her own involvement in it, I think she would probably conclude that the best thing she can do for (say) the people of omashu after the fact is leave them alone.

this is just one perspective, and I don’t think the show gives us enough material to definitively say what mai wants. but my personal interpretation is that, despite her outward detachment, mai is someone who is really driven by relationships. look at the boiling rock: mai doesn’t turn on azula out of personal interest or a principled moral stance, but because zuko will die if she doesn’t. that is what finally motivates her to act. mai actually cares very intensely about the small group of people she cares about, and I think that those relationships (with zuko, with ty lee, with her family, even with azula) will continue to drive her future life. if she does stay in the fire nation and take on a political role, it’s going to be because of zuko. if she leaves permanently, it’s going to be with someone (one of the few outside-the-FN scenarios of mai that feels plausible to me is one where both mai and ty lee join the kyoshi warriors, which somehow feels more sustainable to me than ty lee joining on her own). so, to answer your question: I don’t think mai actively wants to be a politician in the traditional sense, but I also don’t think that it would be necessarily more fulfilling for her to do something else. for mai, the actual nature of the work she’s doing is second in importance to the people she’s around.

#thank you for asking about mai!! #i hope you enjoy this essay #there wasn't space to include this but i think the other political role mai would excel at is ESPIONAGE #internal over external politics basically #mai is a weird person with a weird life and weird priorities basically #mai #atla mai #atla meta #lexa responds

[thatheathen]

“Seize the day. Then set it on fire.”

We are living in that cyberpunk dystopia now, the very type Philip K. Dick warned us that could happen and is slowly creeping its way into our personal lives/minds and that's mainly due to big internet providers and the fascist governments whipped by corporations hijacking all modes of freedom even virtual freedoms. everything is connected in the system the ruling class decided and you are a slave with in that caste system until you die. oh gee fun. 

I feel bad for the devs that are forced to time crunch for this month. CD Projekt RED better compensate their workers for pushing this game out for them greedy selfish CEOs who are attached to this game that will no doubt be a hit and make tons of money, but at what cost? video game developers need to desperately unionize before its too late to even do so as most triple A games are made by wealthy liberal and or centrist elites who pretend to be progressive but actually hate unions, socialism, sharing, comradery, solidarity, grassroots fund raising cuz that’s all anti-capitalist and bad you see.  

There is no ethical consumption under capitalism and that's exactly what cyberpunk is; it's a genre of unchained sci-fi yeah but it's also showing capitalism on steroids, corporations gone rogue and eating up all the earth's resources just to produce enough power and energy to run a whole city now requires a while country of power to push harder and harder to keep that light pollution at the maximum. animals should be going completely extinct in a cyberpunk future, what do humans even eat? 

To my mind cyberpunk should be about breaking away from cultural programming that makes us hate each other, fight and kill, it always boils down to those who have and those who have not social structure. That's a lot like Feudalism and a false sense of safety for all people. Cyber-feudalism is how it's structured underneath the veil. “Seize the day. Then set it fire.” 

Cyberpunk seems like a countercultural idea within the hyper-capitalist world that's still very male dominant. The feminine exist only to tantalize the masses, domestic females to slaves of profits and glamour. The brutal police forces ignoring human rights laws daily. Journalism is remotely impossible. So is the world of cyberpunk really a world of freedom and choices? Cyberpunk can be seen as a connection of like minded folk hungry for freedom and not need to fall into crime to survive. For many that’s the world you’re forced to live in or die in. rights are not natural handed from god, they are taken. cyber-rights seems like a fruitless fight in a hyper-cyber-capitalist reality; big brothers eyes everywhere. mass surveillance that would make PKD’s jaw drop.  cyberpunk-world cops are thugs beyond what we could imagine and could kill you on sight if they chose and nobody will care or not be able to do anything. nobodies memories can be trusted unless you express a certain class. all the punks, rejects, anarchists, anti-corporation, hackers, etc. are all outsiders, terrorist suspects. Every queer person or Muslim or any kind of marginalized group of that era is vulnerable as the system doesn’t favor them nor see a reason to protect them, with fascist-leaning politicians WANTING certain groups of people to literally die out. Those who struggle in any unequal world are going to be feeling the most pain. Lots of pain may mean; drug addiction to numb this awful reality, mod addiction to be less human maybe or change your identity completely. Lots of pain could also mean lots of anger towards the system and the state that’s making life so miserable for the 90% the citizens who have no power. cyberpunk 2077s idea is an “anything-goes” kinda place. here’s a sci-fi GTA/Witcher3 sandbox about a fucked up capitalist future that’s super fun and action packed!! It’s okay it’s not real though. Meanwhile capitalism as it exists today is grinding down the working class including the Dev employees working on Cyberpunk as I type this. long hours for the same pay. was it worth it? will it be worth it? will cyberpunk be the GAME that will end labor abuse in the gaming industry? 

People who are different, people who reject authority and anti-human social constructs, people who are spiritual without an organized religion, people so different and taboo to where the ruling elites see them as a threat, mocking those gross punks/queers/dissidents, but love their style and aesthetic because the rich have no soul and ZERO creativity. stealing is what rich assholes do best. rich people steal everyone’s aesthetic claiming it as their own and you begin to see YOUR aesthetic in the media regardless if it's offensive, it’s just unfettered anarcho-capitalist-land, there's no more restrictions to anything really. like ayn rand vision that would result in Bioshock’s world. that was a steampunk nightmare to an extent. point being the rich can do anything. money is power and it only matters to those who thirst for power. Many people just deal with money and hate at the same time cuz what other choice do people have? Poor people get no choices and all the bad days.

The rich and powerful will indulge in the vices of the poor to get another experience; meanwhile the real poor struggle to survive in this electronic hell world and your only choices are to fight and kill these hyper-corporations that run the planet's economy basically and that sucks. seems prophetic in a way to see what the future would be like if capitalism still stood and there was business as usual. I think a true dystopian cyberpunk world is full of dark skies and contagious air due to the extreme pollution i.e. climate change the previous generations of humans ignored and still ignore because profits and luxury and drugs and opulence and legacies and authoritarian rule is far more important to uphold you see. "human nature" is always condescendingly professed as an argument killer to why capitalism is the only way because hooomons are deep down real mean and violent... which is not true. 

Human infants literally can't live without being held and nurtured in a healthy environment. Humans are wired to love and communicate. humans lived a long time cuz they worked together. Humans lived even longer when they learned to domesticate animals leading to agriculture. only in the last 20,000 years have humans begun to grow their ego and misunderstand its message and purpose. fascists and billionaires take advantage of human minds and fool people into thinking there's no other way to live. it's a fucking lie. human beings are disconnected with nature. wires and cables are not non-nature, those are materials derived from nature. everything is nature, but not everything is natural like human concepts fabricated by civilizations.

“Deleuze and Guattari describe capitalism as a kind of dark potentiality which haunted all previous social systems. Capital, they argue, is the ‘unnamable Thing’, the abomination, which primitive and feudal societies ‘warded off in advance’. When it actually arrives, capitalism brings with it a massive desacralization of culture. It is a system which is no longer governed by any transcendent Law; on the contrary, it dismantles all such codes, only to re-install them on an ad hoc basis.” ― Mark Fisher, Capitalist Realism: Is There No Alternative?

I want a cyberpunk game where it's a good kind compassionate civilization, a star trek like society, full of infinite exploration into the cosmos and into our minds... I want a cyberpunk world worth protecting, protecting the people from sneaky politicians (demagogues) and authoritarian thugs ready to install the capitalist religion of endless self-destruction and pain. remnants of evil scatter and reform, we must always help people who struggle under capitalisms spell.

#thatheathen #cyberpunk #crunch #capitalism

[severeblizzardlady]

Isekai in the Time of QuarantinePart 2

Twice/Jin Bubaigawara

Warnings: Spoilers, Swearing (and whatever else may come our way)

“You went way too hard on that Jin cosplay.” 

To be honest, you’d always thought your last words would be something meaningful. But, then, you’d never expected to die at the hands of a delusional cosplayer. 

I haven’t even met a delusional cosplayer before, your brain unhelpfully supplied. Really, your brain wasn’t focusing on the priorities. Like, scary guy. Right there. In your face. 

“Huh?” The Jin lookalike looked confused. Then he gritted his teeth and stared you down again. And you were reminded again, that those words were gonna be on your tombstone. If they ever found your body. “Stop playing around and fix this.”

“Huh?” 

“Jin’s” eye twitched, lips pulling back in a snarl at your unintelligent reply. You moved to take a step back but it was too late. Your basket fell as he grabbed you by the shoulders. “You trying to mess us up? Ruin everything we’ve worked for? Send me back to my friends already!”

He was crazy. There was no doubt about this guy in your mind. You’d heard about people becoming ultra fanatic about stories and characters, but this took the cake. “Lemme go,” You broke free, pointing a finger at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You broke into my apartment!”

“Jin” jabbed a finger back in your face, “Like hell I did. You used a quirk on me!”

“No one has quirks!”  

You were pretty sure anyone in the store was currently watching you both. But how were you supposed to care? You’d spent the last few days feeling like you’d jump out of your skin at the slightest sudden movement. You hadn’t been able to sleep without checking for intruders at least three times. And even then, you’d jolt awake, half expecting a costumed figure to be standing over you. 

You were terrified and angry, and you were almost out of food. 

“Look, man, I get you’re probably freaking out right now. The world’s gone to crap, and it seems like there’s no end in sight. But does it look like anybody wants to deal with your League of Villains shtick right now? 

I get that it’s good to escape now and then. But this is reality, where life is horrible and almost all of us are depressed because things like hopes and dreams are only for the people with enough money and power for it. Pokemon aren’t real, unicorns aren’t real, quirks aren’t real. God, even Jin Bubaigawara isn’t real. They’re all fictional, so wake up, get in line, and be miserable and terrified like the rest of us!”

It felt like your throat was on fire. And your eyes were going to bulge out of your sockets, you were sure. “Jin” just gaped at you as though you’d just flashed him in public. 

“Ma’am,” a store clerk neared you, his hands held up in the universal sign of “I don’t want any trouble” even though he was still two feet away from you. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you both to leave.” 

You stared at the guy. Just...looked at him. He bit his lip, glancing at“Jin” over your shoulder then back at you, like he couldn’t decide which scared him more. Dammit, and now I’m getting kicked out of grocery stores.  

Mom’s gonna kill me if she ever finds out.

--

“I’m real.”    

“Jin” had followed you out, getting kicked out right behind you. And nobody bothered calling the police. For all they cared, you were the one disturbing the peace. Leaving you to walk around with the crazy guy and potentially be murdered.  

At least he’d given you your phone back. Now you could call the cops on him. Or so you’d thought. Your battery was completely dead, leaving you to be herded wherever “Jin” wanted you to go. 

That ended up being a park that was practically deserted. The few people around wore face masks and gloves. One woman was even fighting her chocolate lab for her face mask. Why she’d want it back after that was a mystery.

Sitting in the pavillion, staring at the empty playground equipment was just sad. There had been children playing, laughing, screaming, living just two weeks ago.

“I never said you weren’t.” You tried to keep your voice level, even though your throat was itching a little. Geez, when was the last time you’d said that much? Well, shouted that much.

“Yeah, ya did.” He seemed calm. Ish. “Jin” wasn’t sweating quite as much as he was earlier. You couldn’t help staring at him. It was a shame he was such a whackadoodle with a personality and criminal record to match. The guy was pretty hot, scar or not. 

“What do you want from me?” You asked. “Jin” sat on the side opposite of you, a cigarette in his mouth. Every now and then he’d exhale over his shoulder, leaving a cloud behind him. He’s really got Twice’s mannerisms down. 

Which was why you needed to call for help. 

“You’re saying this world doesn’t have quirks right? No heroes or nothing?”

Oh-kay, or maybe it was time you played along. Keep answering his questions and doing as he wanted could end well. Maybe a few mental scars. But that was better than dying. “Yeah,” you said, “We have policeman and firefighters and politicians, but that’s it in terms of the hero department.” 

“A bunch of happy, upstanding citizens then.”

You weren’t sure how to respond to that, “Eh,” when he gave you a (scary) side-eye, you hastily added. “I, I mean you can’t always be happy and upstanding.”

“Where are my friends?” He tensed up, shoulders hunching and trembling, head bowing. The cigarette fell to the ground. Uh-oh.

“I don’t know,” you admitted. “Back home, probably?”

“So where is home.” 

Oh. Oh no, that wasn’t a good voice. Dammit, why hadn’t you run? Why weren’t you running now? Why didn’t you just scream for help back at the grocery store  like any rational person?

“If home isn’t real, then how am I supposed to get back to it, huh? If my friends aren’t real, if I’m not real, what the hell am I supposed to do?” He looked up then, tears in his eyes and expression agonized. “How am I supposed to protect them and their dreams if I can’t get back to them?”

“S-sir--”

“My name’s Jin!” He screamed, slamming his hands on the picnic table. Your heart was thudding in your chest as he glared at you. The air felt like it was vibrating, tensing, about to explode. “Jin Bubaigawara. And I’m just as real as any of you!” 

You weren’t quite sure what happened. One moment you were getting to your feet, and the next you were on the ground. The picnic table was gone. No, not gone, destroyed. Where there had only been one “Jin” before, there were now several, all of whom were glaring at you in varying degrees of anger and/or despair.

Sad Man’s Parade....  

Were you dreaming? Or maybe you were high. Were you high? When was the last time you’d been high--had you ever been high? All you could do was just...stare up at them. 

Because, Jin Bubaigawara AKA Twice AKA one of your favorite characters in the BNHA series had broken into your apartment, harassed you in public, and suddenly used his ultimate death move in front of you because he was tired of dealing with you.

“No way.” You turned to the one closest to you, poking him. (Later, you’d curl up in a ball thinking about how “casually” you did that when he could’ve just crushed you with his clones.) The clone was solid, real, and--

“Oh my God. Oh my God--holy shit, you’re Twice!”

“That’s what I’ve been telling you!” He, they, threw back at you.

“Well, I didn’t know!” Was anyone seeing this? How was literally no one else seeing this. Where the hell had all the people in the park gone in the last five seconds? “Oh my God, what is even happening right now. Am I dead? Is that what this is, I’m dead?”

“Why don’t you tell me, huh!” One of them--a few of them, was the world spinning?--shouted.

“I,” You looked at all of them--him--feeling even more overwhelmed than before. “I think I need to sit down. In an actual chair. And food. I need food. Do you need food? Let’s get food. I’ll pay.”

#jin bubaigawara #jin bubaigawara x reader #twice x reader #SevereBlizzardLady Indulgences #twice bnha #isekai in the time of quarantine #shoutout to the people who liked part one #i like you guys stay frosty

[jbbuckybarnes]

Zerfall - 2/14

Pairing: Bucky x named!Reader (Agent Andromeda) Summary: After Hydra drops virus bombs in 7 major American cities in the height of summer, the team is locked in their emergency bunker for weeks. The virus commonly called the Summer Poison successfully brought the infrastructure to a halt in all big cities. When the virus slowly starts burning itself out SHIELD Agents and Avengers are sent out to bring back order into the cities and the international relationships. Not without hurdles. Warnings for this chapter: Pandemic, many people in a small space, angst, conflict

Zerfall Masterlist || M a s t e r l i s t

The first few days in the bunker were easy. The only reason for that being the background all of you had. The doctors & Pepper got other food privileges than the Agents, Soldiers and Heroes. Two meals a day was an easier rule than expected. Wanda even compared it to intermittent fasting at one point to make it sound less miserable that they didn’t have any chocolate. Water thankfully wasn’t a problem and you all used that to your advantage. Friday even mentioned that the entire team was on their A-game of water intake. With two bathrooms the rest of the daily routines were made easier and you all were very aware that there were people out there with none of those privileges. No matter how much money Stark donated to the American Red Cross. Wearing the same clothes was annoying but you were mentally prepared for it by past experiences with missions. The thing that killed all of you a little was actually the heat. Since the ventilation systems couldn’t work normally to prevent any contamination of the space by air, you all were in a 28 degree Celsius heat at all times. It wasn’t much different outside at the moment since it was the height of summer but it was an entirely different situation in a confined space with 11 other people. At least you could distract yourself with electronics thanks to the arc reactor powering the entire compound.

“Rhodey sent me a message through Friday. He’s fine and all the close relatives to this group are too.” Pepper said coming into the room. “God bless that man.” Clint visibly relaxed at the news. “Hey, they’re talking on the TV again,” Steve yelled and had everyone sit around the TV shortly after. The reporter was standing in a makeshift studio with minimal equipment. “By now the death rate has gone up to 39 million in the US alone over the course of a little less than two weeks. Some quarantines ending bloody or creating a mass panic situation. Please stay at home and listen to the information of the HHS, CDC, HRSA & the CERA task force.” “Wash your hands kids.” Sam frowned at the death rate in kids being pictured on the screen. “God, this is depressing,” Nat muttered, leaving for her bed again There were more and more stats on a national and international scale on the screen and the mood in the room shifted. “The CERA task force has rogue workers. There has been a report that was brought to Mr. Rhodes’ attention. He asks which information you need for the doctors to let you out of the bunker.” Friday broke through the afternoon silence two days after the shocking statistics and everyone started staring at Dr. Cho for an answer. “I need the virus to die down to an extent where not every person is possible dangerous anymore. A few weeks. I know my colleagues at Harvard are ready to send me a lowered version of the virus and a makeshift laboratory as soon as that is the case. We’re listening to Harvard. Is that clear?” She was silent a lot of times but she was definitely protective of the team. Nods came back from everyone. “What gang name do they have?” You grinned up at the speakers. “Dark Task Force,” Friday answered. “DTF.” Magnolia laughed. “Hey, Magno? You DTF?” You snorted. The smallest funny stuff was making you laugh at this point. “Dunno, Meda. Are you DTF?” She asked back laughing. “What is going on here?” Steve asked confused looking between the both of you. “DTF is short for “Down to Fuck” in pop language,” Sam explained and grinned up at the hint of pink on his friends’ face. After almost four weeks the bunker was at a permanent 30 degrees Celsius. The entire team was praying for the virus to die down further and a confirmation to use the air filter system on full again. That was obviously leading to irritated team members combined with the small space. Sam was just laughing at Bucky when both of them laid down their cards for the game they were playing. “Idiot.” Came laughing from the flying Avenger. “Call me idiot ONE MORE TIME!” He raised his voice and fist. “Hey, hey, hey. Calm down!” Steve quickly made his way over to them. You just sat there watching the situation with a small smile on your face, knowing this was just going to get better with time.

In week 5 the rest of the politicians that were still alive, healthy and working to solve the problem, finally contacted the Avengers. Or rather the top scientists within the Avengers ranks. There was a hologram conference call held in the main room of the bunker. Tony, Pepper, Steve, Dr. Cho, Dr. Banner, Agent Magnolia and you were the only people allowed in the room. “How are you holding up?” The Attorney General asked into the round. “As good as we could hold up in this situation. Let’s get to the important stuff as quick as possible.” Steve said with his arms crossed and a frown. You all talked about the possibility of Hydra being in the higher government positions before this talk. Nobody needed to know more about you. “I don’t know how to tell you this, but...the President is dead.” There was utter silence in the room, blood draining from faces again and then a nod. “The Vice President, me, is sick, the Speaker of the House is sick too. The next fully healthy in the Presidential Line of Succession is the Secretary of Defense. We could really use your help in getting this land back in track as far as possible because if this is continuing we will end up with the Secretary of Homeland Security as the President and he is really not prepared for that job.” His face was absolute seriousness. “We’ll have a talk about it, Mr. Vice President.” Bruce nodded and the hologram vanished with a nod back. There was utter silence in the room for a minute, “Did I just imagine all of that?” “No, you didn’t,” Steve answered you equally shocked. “The President is dead. That’s just-” Magnolia added. “May he rest in peace,” Helen mumbled, all of you looked down for a while. When Steve breathed in deeply again you all looked up at him. “We need a plan for what to do next and I can’t do that without you Helen, or you Bruce.” He pointed at them and both of them turned into a waterfall of possible routes to go from here. None of them fully safe.

That night you laid in bed, staring at the metal above you again. While you were prepared for all of this, you were not a doctor. You had equipment and training to live through a virus-infested time but you weren’t activated until now as a SAID agent. You had to wait for the orders and Helen’s next plan. All of it made you nervous, too nervous for an agent. But you were human and that many deaths aren’t normal for anyone in the world. You got yourself ready for all the opinions to clash in the next days and weeks.

Zerfall Masterlist

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[beautyofendlessforms]

Why does Brazil always have to be ruled by some god?

The new military god, of which most Brazilians seem willing to kneel, is more like the God of the Old Testament, the "eye for an eye and tooth for tooth"

“Millions of evangelicals and Catholics are willing to vote for the new god, Captain Bolsonaro. There is, among believers and agnostics in this country, a tendency to want to be governed not by a normal politician but by a god who can solve all their problems. First was Getúlio Vargas. Adored by the masses, who was agnostic but ended, for convenience, flirting with Catholics and introduced the teaching of religion in public school. He ended up committing suicide with a shot in the heart. Then came Lula, the god of the good news, which brought Brazil to paradise reincarnated. He had anticipated the future. He is Catholic and has been compared to Jesus Christ. He ended up in the chain convicted of corruption. 

And now comes the Bolsonaro god who was once a Catholic and now is evangelical. He has not yet reached the throne but was almost killed. And he is convinced that God acted so that he would not die. "God above all!" The new military god, before whom most Brazilians seem willing to kneel, is more like the God of the Old Testament, the thunder and lightning, the avenger, the "eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth". than with the New Testament, the realm of dialogue, dialectics, and paradox. What led Jesus to say that "he who with the sword strikes, by the sword dies", and at the same time: "I did not come to bring peace but war." What preached that the Kingdom was for the last, the despised and without money, and at the same time sat at the table of the rich. It is a God difficult to assimilate what a Kingdom offers "that is not of this world", but it has to act mixed with the human mud.

It seems that religious Brazilians today prefer the God who punishes and kills. They prefer what the Pharisee incarnates who, standing in the front row, in the temple, boasted: "I thank you, Lord, for I am not like other men, thieves, unjust, adulterers, nor like this publican." He, bowing to the ground, "struck on the breast saying: God, have pity on me, that I am a sinner". The gospel says that the publican went forth purified, and the Pharisee the righteous, reproved of God.In true Christianity, which has changed vengeance for forgiveness, should fit just and sinful, believers and atheists, rich and poor, wise and ignorant, kings and vassals. There is room for everyone, although with preference to the most dispossessed and forgotten by the power. 

If Brazil is to bet on the god of anger, that of justice without mercy, I fear very much that we can return to the dark times when violence was blessed by the Church.The new god that Brazilians seem to want to choose may be more dangerous because it appears as the one that does not lie. What does not deceive and does not corrupt. And even though it may seem paradoxical, this new god can be frightening because we know he is willing to do what he promises, without hope he can repent. We know, for example, that the new military god likes torture, the death penalty, the old law of retaliation. That it would seem normal to give a self-coup if they do not let him rule as he wants. Who thinks that certain people like blacks, Indians, homosexuals and women are inferior to others. 

We know that this new military god of the Brazilians is capable of accomplishing what he promises and threatens. In it, not lying can be tragic. His religious followers forget that it is true that God does not lie, but also that there are truths that feed and release us and truths that bind us and poison us. Would it not be better, in politics, to leave to God what is of God and to men what is of men? Nothing more dangerous, in fact, than when politicians decide to play God. And Brazil today is not prepared for dangerous games.”

Google translator + quick check up by me.

Definitely agree with most points above..  Trust in messianic politicians has been a core problem of Brazil ever since the beginning of its history.

Its really scary to notice in fact, Bolsonaro is not a liar, he never was. He is in fact very sincere towards his values, beliefs and intentions.. and people still support him.

They were not fooled, they were not deluded. They choose to do so. 

Knowing it all well. Putting people’s lives at risk, in the name of ‘economy’, false promises and weak, unfounded hope in something Bolsonaro himself has never provided: he was a politician for three decades, he is not ‘new’, he is not revolution, he is in fact... what represents the system itself, what keeps the elite up there, he is all of this and more.

Those who think he is revolutionary never spent a second ruminating on this: is he revolutionary because he says ‘shocking’ things? Maybe. Because he speaks his mind? He is brutally honest? 

Yes. He definitely is, if your definition of revolutionary suits.

But did you notice that his positions align perfectly with those maintaining the current status quo? Those hampering developments which benefit humanity as a whole? Did you notice that his positions align perfectly with those of the elites? Every single one of his positions are carefully crafted in a way to continue forever things as they are or make them even work and unequal.

Did Bolsonaro ever challenge the elites? If you think so, give me proof.

I’m saying the true elites, not middle class stupid people who think they’re rich, but on any other country would be considered miserable...

I ask you again, is him really revolutionary? Is it ‘change’ to choose him?

Those who supported him will never have my pardon. Those who regret their support just have my despise. They are not fools, but willfully indifferent people.

#chrsitianity #evangelism #bolsonaro #brazil #BTW the fucking cringe I get with those football bolsonaro tshirts #you can't imagine

[jagadeeshkrishnan]

[13/01, 2:30 PM] Jagadeesh KrishnanChandra: Secred Tantra Vidya Says...

“Sex is the most powerful instinct in man. The politician and the priest have understood from the very beginning that sex is the most driving energy in man. It has to be curtailed, it has to be cut. If man is allowed total freedom in sex, then there will be no possibility to dominate him. To make a slave out of him will be impossible.

… When you want a bull to be yoked to a cart, what do you do? You castrate him, you destroy his sex energy. And have you seen the difference between a bull and an ox? … An ox is a poor phenomenon, a slave. A bull is … a great splendor. See a bull walking … like an emperor! And see an ox pulling a cart.

The same has been done to man. The sex instinct has been curtailed, cut, crippled. Man does not exist as the bull now, he exists like the ox, and each man is pulling a thousand and one carts …

Why can’t you yoke a bull? The bull is too powerful. If he sees a cow passing by, he will throw both you and the cart, and he will move to the cow! … It will be impossible to control the bull. Sex energy is life energy; it is uncontrollable.

… The politician and the priest are not interested in you, they are interested in channeling your energy into other directions. So there is a certain mechanism behind it—it has to be understood.

Sex repression, tabooing sex, is the very foundation of human slavery. Man cannot be free unless sex is free. Man cannot be really free unless his sex energy is allowed natural growth.

The Five “Tricks” Politicians and Priests Use to Make us Slaves:

1. Keep us weak (by depriving us of sexual love). Osho believes sexual (erotic) love – or “life-force energy” – is what charges us up and enables us to experience unconditional, universal (agape) love.

“Psychologists have discovered if a child is not given love, he shrivels up and becomes weak. You can give him milk, you can give him medicine, you can give him everything else, but just don’t give love. Don’t hug him, don’t kiss him, don’t hold him close to the warmth of your body, and the child will become weaker and weaker …

Just hugging, kissing, giving warmth, and somehow the child feels nourished, accepted, loved, needed, worthy …

Now, from childhood we starve them; we don’t give love as much as is needed.

Then we try to force the young men and young women not to fall in love unless they get married. By age 14 they become sexually mature. But their education takes more time … until they are 24, 25 years old they will be getting their M.A.s or Ph.D.s …

Sexual energy comes to its climax near the age of 18. Never again will a man be so potent, and never again will a woman be able to have a greater orgasm … But we force them not to make love—girls and boys are kept separate, and just between them stands the whole mechanism of police, magistrates, vice-chancellors, principals, headmasters … Why? They are trying to kill the bull and create an ox.

… By the time you get married at 25, 26, 27 — and the age goes up and up. The more cultured a country, the longer you wait — by the time you get married you are almost declining in your powers. Then you love, but the love never becomes really hot; it never comes to the point where people evaporate, it remains lukewarm.

And when you have not been able to love totally, you cannot love your children because you don’t know how. When you have not been able to know the peaks of it, how can you teach your children?

2. Keep us ignorant.

Without love a man’s intelligence falls low … When you fall in love, suddenly all your capacities are at their peak … you perform at your maximum.

The most intelligent people are the most sexual people. This has to be understood — love energy is basically intelligence. If you cannot love you are somehow closed, cold; you cannot flow. While in love one flows … one feels so confident that one can touch the stars …

When people are sexually repressed … they start hankering for the other life. They think about heaven, paradise … When you are in love, paradise is here now. Then who goes to the priest?

… But when your love energy is repressed, you start thinking, “Here is nothing, now is empty … Sex has been repressed so that you can become interested in the other life. And when people are interested in the other life, naturally they are not interested in this life.

This life is the only life. The “other” life is hidden in this life! It is not against it, it is not away from it … Go into it and you will find the other too … God is hidden here, now. If you love, you will be able to feel it.

3. Keep us as frightened as possible. Love destroys fear … When you are in love you are not afraid … When you are in love you feel infinitely capable of anything. But when you are not in love, you are afraid of small things.

When you are not in love you become more interested in security, in safety. When you are in love you are more interested in adventure, in exploration.

4. Keep us miserable. A miserable man has no self-worth … A miserable man is always ready to be commanded, ordered, disciplined, because he knows: “On my own I am simply miserable. Maybe somebody else can discipline my life.”

5. Keep us alienated. Keep people separate from each other. Don’t allow them too much intimacy. When people are separate, lonely, alienated from each other, they cannot band together for some purpose of which the priest and the politician may not approve.

For example, if you are a man [holding hands with a man], walking down the road, singing, you will feel guilty because people will start looking at you. Are you gay, homosexual or something? Two men are not allowed to be happy together.

You shake hands in such a hurry … You just touch each other’s hand and shake and you are finished. You don’t hold hands, you don’t hug each other; you are afraid. Do you remember your father hugging you, ever? Do you remember your mother hugging you after you became sexually mature? Why not? Fear has been created. A young man and his mother hugging?—maybe some sex will arise between them, some idea, some fantasy.

This is what is happening! 25 years of anti-love, of fear, and then suddenly you are legally allowed—a license is issued and now you can love this woman … But where are those 25 years of wrong training going to go? They will be there.

Yes, you will “love” … you will make a gesture, but is not going to be explosive, it is not going to be orgasmic; it will be very tiny. That’s why ninety-nine percent of people are frustrated after making love, more frustrated than they have ever been before …

First, the priest and the politician have managed that you should not be able to love, and then they come and preach that there is nothing significant in [sexual] love. And their preaching looks exactly in tune with your experience … This is the greatest trick that has ever been played upon man …

Love is the rarest thing in the world; it should not be denied. If a man can love five persons, he should love five. If a man can love fifty, he should love fifty. If a man can love five hundred, he should love five hundred.

But … you are forced into a narrow corner. You can love only your wife, you can love only your husband, you can love only this, you can love only that—the conditions are too much.

It is as if there were a law that you can breathe only when you are with your wife, you can breathe only when you are with your husband. Then breathing will become impossible! Then you will die … You have to breathe twenty-four hours a day.

You can’t have “higher” love without “lower” love

Then there is another trick. They talk about “higher love” and destroy the lower. They say the lower has to be denied; bodily love is bad, spiritual love is good.

Have you ever seen a spirit without a body? Have you ever seen a house without a foundation? The lower is the foundation of the higher … The lower and the higher are not separate, they are one—rungs of the same ladder. The lower has not to be denied, the lower has to be transformed into the higher. The lower is good—if you are stuck with the lower the fault is with you, not with the lower …

Move. Sex is not wrong. You are wrong if you are stuck there. Move higher. The higher is not against the lower; the lower makes it possible for the higher to exist.

Control by guilt.

And these tricks have created many other problems. Each time you are in love somehow you feel guilty … When there is guilt you cannot move totally into love … Even while making love to your wife or your husband, there is guilt … So you cannot move totally even when you are allowed, superficially, to love your wife. The priest is hidden behind you in your guilt … pulling your strings.

When guilt arises … you lose self-worth, you lose self-respect.

When there is guilt you start pretending. Mothers and fathers don’t allow their children to know that they make love … They pretend sex does not exist … When the children come to know about the pretension, they lose all trust …

And fathers and mothers say that their children don’t respect them— how can they respect you? You have been deceiving them in every way … You were telling them not to fall in love —”Beware!” — and you were making love all the time.

First, guilt creates pretension. Then pretension creates alienation from people. Even your own child will not feel in tune with you … One day he will come to know that you are just pretending and so are others. When everybody is pretending, how can you relate?

… Now it is very easy to make these people slaves—to turn them into clerks, stationmasters, schoolmasters, deputy collectors, ministers, governors, presidents. Now it is very easy to distract them. You have distracted them from their roots.

In conclusion, I’ll add a related quote by Ethical Slut author Dossie Easton:

“Wilhelm Reich, the grandfather of bodywork, speaking to the young communists in Berlin in 1936 … said that without the suppression of sexuality — and particularly the conspiracy of silence to prevent children from learning about sexuality — you could not have an authoritarian or totalitarian state.

He claimed that the authoritarian state was based on everybody feeling guilty about something. So if you tell them masturbation is bad for them, then you don’t have anybody left who doesn’t feel guilty, right?

I think it’s very true. I think sexual suppression is a tool of the authoritarian state in the sense that they make us all feel bad. They make us feel bad about our desires. They tell us every fantasy we have, every desire we have, every explorative idea we have is a pathology of some sort or another and that means we are discredited as humans. So what they do is they take everybody who’s got any energy and any sense of exploration and any creativity and say ‘oh, you’re no good, you’re not okay,” and squash all of us.

I believe that Eros is the life force, the animating force of the cosmos, the Tao, the divine. I believe it flows through all of us all of the time. We can’t pay attention to it all the time or we wouldn’t figure out how to eat dinner – we wouldn’t be in bodies anymore. But to me that free flowing sexuality is essential to my spirituality, to my sense of awareness, to my sense of my own values, to my sense of moving in the world, and I can’t even figure out how you’d make a religion out of that that could be used to control populations…”

Love Tantra Live Tantra

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Jagadeesh Krishnan

[13/01, 2:32 PM] Jagadeesh KrishnanChandra: ரகசிய தந்திர வித்யா கூறுகிறார் ...

“செக்ஸ் என்பது மனிதனின் மிக சக்திவாய்ந்த உள்ளுணர்வு. அரசியல்வாதியும் பாதிரியாரும் ஆரம்பத்திலிருந்தே புரிந்துகொண்டது, பாலியல் என்பது மனிதனுக்கு மிகவும் உந்துசக்தியாகும். அதைக் குறைக்க வேண்டும், வெட்ட வேண்டும். பாலினத்தில் மனிதனுக்கு முழு சுதந்திரம் அனுமதிக்கப்பட்டால், அவனை ஆதிக்கம் செலுத்த வாய்ப்பில்லை. அவரிடமிருந்து ஒரு அடிமையை உருவாக்குவது சாத்தியமற்றது.

… ஒரு வண்டியில் ஒரு காளை நுகரப்பட வேண்டும் என்று நீங்கள் விரும்பும்போது, ​​நீங்கள் என்ன செய்கிறீர்கள்? நீங்கள் அவரை காஸ்ட்ரேட் செய்கிறீர்கள், நீங்கள் அவரது பாலியல் சக்தியை அழிக்கிறீர்கள். ஒரு காளைக்கும் எருதுக்கும் உள்ள வித்தியாசத்தை நீங்கள் பார்த்தீர்களா? … ஒரு எருது ஒரு ஏழை நிகழ்வு, ஒரு அடிமை. ஒரு காளை… ஒரு பெரிய அற்புதம். ஒரு காளை நடப்பதைப் பாருங்கள்… ஒரு பேரரசரைப் போல! ஒரு எருது ஒரு வண்டியை இழுப்பதைப் பாருங்கள்.

மனிதனுக்கும் அவ்வாறே செய்யப்பட்டுள்ளது. பாலியல் உள்ளுணர்வு குறைக்கப்பட்டுள்ளது, வெட்டப்பட்டது, முடங்கியது. மனிதன் இப்போது காளையாக இல்லை, அவன் எருது போல இருக்கிறான், ஒவ்வொரு மனிதனும் ஆயிரத்து ஒரு வண்டிகளை இழுக்கிறான்…

நீங்கள் ஏன் ஒரு காளையை நுகத்தடிக்க முடியாது? காளை மிகவும் சக்தி வாய்ந்தது. அவர் ஒரு மாடு கடந்து செல்வதைக் கண்டால், அவர் உங்களையும் வண்டியையும் தூக்கி எறிவார், அவர் மாட்டுக்குச் செல்வார்! … காளையை கட்டுப்படுத்த இயலாது. செக்ஸ் ஆற்றல் என்பது வாழ்க்கை ஆற்றல்; இது கட்டுப்பாடற்றது.

… அரசியல்வாதியும் பாதிரியாரும் உங்களுக்கு ஆர்வம் காட்டவில்லை, அவர்கள் உங்கள் ஆற்றலை வேறு திசைகளுக்கு அனுப்ப ஆர்வமாக உள்ளனர். எனவே அதன் பின்னால் ஒரு குறிப்பிட்ட வழிமுறை உள்ளது-அதைப் புரிந்து கொள்ள வேண்டும்.

பாலியல் அடக்குமுறை, பாலியல் தடை, மனித அடிமைத்தனத்தின் அடித்தளம். செக்ஸ் இலவசமாக இல்லாவிட்டால் மனிதன் சுதந்திரமாக இருக்க முடியாது. மனிதனின் பாலியல் ஆற்றல் இயற்கையான வளர்ச்சியை அனுமதிக்காவிட்டால் மனிதன் உண்மையில் சுதந்திரமாக இருக்க முடியாது.

ஐந்து "தந்திரங்கள்" அரசியல்வாதிகள் மற்றும் பூசாரிகள் எங்களை அடிமைகளாக்க பயன்படுத்துகிறார்கள்:

1. எங்களை பலவீனமாக வைத்திருங்கள் (பாலியல் அன்பை இழப்பதன் மூலம்). பாலியல் (சிற்றின்ப) காதல் - அல்லது “உயிர் சக்தி ஆற்றல்” - ஓஷோ நம்புகிறது, இது நம்மை வசூலிக்கிறது மற்றும் நிபந்தனையற்ற, உலகளாவிய (அகபே) அன்பை அனுபவிக்க உதவுகிறது.

"ஒரு குழந்தைக்கு அன்பு கொடுக்கப்படாவிட்டால், அவர் சுருங்கி பலவீனமடைகிறார் என்பதை உளவியலாளர்கள் கண்டுபிடித்துள்ளனர். நீங்கள் அவருக்கு பால் கொடுக்கலாம், அவருக்கு மருந்து கொடுக்கலாம், எல்லாவற்றையும் அவருக்கு கொடுக்கலாம், ஆனால் அன்பைக் கொடுக்க வேண்டாம். அவரை கட்டிப்பிடிக்காதீர்கள், அவரை முத்தமிட வேண்டாம், உங்கள் உடலின் அரவணைப்புக்கு அருகில் அவரைப் பிடித்துக் கொள்ளாதீர்கள், மேலும் குழந்தை பலவீனமாகவும் பலவீனமாகவும் மாறும்…

கட்டிப்பிடிப்பது, முத்தமிடுவது, அரவணைப்பைக் கொடுப்பது, எப்படியாவது குழந்தை ஊட்டமளிப்பது, ஏற்றுக்கொள்ளப்படுவது, நேசிப்பது, தேவைப்படுவது, தகுதியானது என்று உணர்கிறது…

இப்போது, ​​குழந்தை பருவத்திலிருந்தே நாம் அவர்களைப் பட்டினி கிடக்கிறோம்; நாங்கள் தேவைப்படும் அளவுக்கு அன்பைக் கொடுக்க மாட்டோம்.

பின்னர் நாங்கள் இளைஞர்களையும், இளம் பெண்களையும் திருமணம் செய்து கொள்ளாவிட்டால் காதலிக்க வேண்டாம் என்று கட்டாயப்படுத்த முயற்சிக்கிறோம். 14 வயதிற்குள் அவர்கள் பாலியல் முதிர்ச்சியடைகிறார்கள். ஆனால் அவர்களின் கல்வி அதிக நேரம் எடுக்கும்… அவர்களுக்கு 24, 25 வயது வரை அவர்கள் M.A.s அல்லது Ph.D.s பெறுவார்கள்…

பாலியல் ஆற்றல் அதன் உச்சகட்டத்திற்கு 18 வயதிற்கு அருகில் வருகிறது. மீண்டும் ஒருபோதும் ஒரு மனிதன் இவ்வளவு சக்திவாய்ந்தவன���க இருக்க மாட்டான், மீண்டும் ஒருபோதும் ஒரு பெண்ணுக்கு அதிக புணர்ச்சியைப் பெற முடியாது… ஆனால் அன்பை உருவாக்க வேண்டாம் என்று நாங்கள் அவர்களை வற்புறுத்துகிறோம் - பெண்கள் மற்றும் சிறுவர்கள் தனித்தனியாக வைக்கப்படுகிறார்கள் , அவர்களுக்கு இடையே காவல்துறை, நீதவான்கள், துணைவேந்தர்கள், அதிபர்கள், தலைமை ஆசிரியர்கள்… ஏன்? அவர்கள் காளையைக் கொன்று எருது ஒன்றை உருவாக்க முயற்சிக்கிறார்கள்.

… நீங்கள் 25, 26, 27 வயதில் திருமணம் செய்து கொள்ளும் நேரத்தில் - வயது மேலும் மேலும் அதிகரிக்கிறது. ஒரு நாடு எவ்வளவு பண்பட்டதாக இருக்கிறதோ, அவ்வளவு காலம் நீங்கள் காத்திருப்பீர்கள் - நீங்கள் திருமணம் செய்து கொள்ளும் நேரத்தில் நீங்கள் உங்கள் சக்திகளில் கிட்டத்தட்ட குறைந்து வருகிறீர்கள். நீங்கள் நேசிக்கிறீர்கள், ஆனால் காதல் ஒருபோதும் சூடாகாது; அது ஒருபோதும் மக்கள் ஆவியாகும் இடத்திற்கு வராது, அது மந்தமாகவே இருக்கும்.

நீங்கள் முழுமையாக நேசிக்க முடியாதபோது, ​​உங்கள் குழந்தைகளை நேசிக்க முடியாது, ஏனென்றால் எப்படி என்று உங்களுக்குத் தெரியாது. அதன் சிகரங்களை நீங்கள் அறிய முடியாமல் இருக்கும்போது, ​​உங்கள் குழந்தைகளுக்கு எப்படி கற்பிக்க முடியும்?

2. எங்களை அறியாமலேயே வைத்திருங்கள்.

காதல் இல்லாமல் ஒரு மனிதனின் புத்திசாலித்தனம் குறைகிறது… நீங்கள் காதலிக்கும்போது, ​​திடீரென்று உங்கள் எல்லா திறன்களும் உச்சத்தில் இருக்கும்… நீங்கள் அதிகபட்சமாக செயல்படுகிறீர்கள்.

மிகவும் புத்திசாலி மக்கள் மிகவும் பாலியல் நபர்கள். இதை புரிந்து கொள்ள வேண்டும் - காதல் ஆற்றல் அடிப்படையில் புத்திசாலித்தனம். உன்னை நேசிக்க முடியாவிட்டால் எப்படியாவது மூடியிருக்கிறாய், குளிராக இருக்கிறாய்; நீங்கள் பாய முடியாது. காதலில் ஒருவர் பாய்கிறார்… ஒருவர் நட்சத்திரங்களைத் தொட முடியும் என்ற நம்பிக்கையில் ஒருவர் இருக்கிறார்…

மக்கள் பாலியல் ரீதியாக ஒடுக்கப்படுகையில்… அவர்கள் மற்ற வாழ்க்கையைத் தேட ஆரம்பிக்கிறார்கள். அவர்கள் சொர்க்கம், சொர்க்கம் பற்றி நினைக்கிறார்கள்… நீங்கள் காதலிக்கும்போது, ​​சொர்க்கம் இப்போது இங்கே இருக்கிறது. பிறகு பூசாரிக்கு யார் செல்கிறார்கள்?

… ஆனால் உங்கள் காதல் ஆற்றல் அடக்கப்படும் போது, ​​“இதோ ஒன்றுமில்லை, இப்போது காலியாக உள்ளது… நீங்கள் மற்ற வாழ்க்கையில் ஆர்வம் கொள்ளும்படி செக்ஸ் ஒடுக்கப்பட்டது. மக்கள் மற்ற வாழ்க்கையில் ஆர்வமாக இருக்கும்போது, ​​இயற்கையாகவே அவர்கள் இந்த வாழ்க்கையில் ஆர்வம் காட்டுவதில்லை.

இந்த வாழ்க்கை மட்டுமே வாழ்க்கை. இந்த வாழ்க்கையில் “மற்ற” வாழ்க்கை மறைக்கப்பட்டுள்ளது! அது அதற்கு எதிரானதல்ல, அது அதிலிருந்து விலகி இல்லை… அதற்குள் செல்லுங்கள், மற்றொன்றையும் நீங்கள் காண்பீர்கள்… கடவுள் இங்கே மறைந்திருக்கிறார், இப்போது. நீங்கள் நேசித்தால், நீங்கள் அதை உணர முடியும்.

3. எங்களை முடிந்தவரை பயமுறுத்துங்கள். காதல் பயத்தை அழிக்கிறது… நீங்கள் காதலிக்கும்போது நீங்கள் பயப்படுவதில்லை… நீங்கள் காதலிக்கும்போது எதற்கும் எண்ணற்ற திறனை உணர்கிறீர்கள். ஆனால் நீங்கள் காதலிக்காதபோது, ​​சிறிய விஷயங்களுக்கு நீங்கள் பயப்படுகிறீர்கள்.

நீங்கள் காதலிக்காதபோது, ​​பாதுகாப்பில், பாதுகாப்பில் அதிக ஆர்வம் காட்டுகிறீர்கள். நீங்கள் காதலிக்கும்போது, ​​சாகசத்தில், ஆராய்ச்சியில் அதிக ஆர்வம் காட்டுகிறீர்கள்.

4. எங்களை பரிதாபமாக வைத்திருங்கள். ஒரு பரிதாபகரமான மனிதனுக்கு சுய மதிப்பு இல்லை… ஒரு பரிதாபகரமான மனிதன் எப்போதுமே கட்டளையிடுவதற்கும், கட்டளையிடுவதற்கும், ஒழுக்கமாக இருப்பதற்கும் தயாராக இருக்கிறான், ஏனென்றால் அவனுக்குத் தெரியும்: “என் சொந்தமாக நான் வெறுமனே பரிதாபமாக இருக்கிறேன். வேறு யாராவது என் வாழ்க்கையை ஒழுங்குபடுத்தலாம். ”

5. எங்களை அந்நியப்படுத்திக் கொள்ளுங்கள். மக்களை ஒருவருக்கொருவர் தனித்தனியாக வைத்திருங்கள். அவர்களுக்கு அதிக நெருக்கம் இருக்க அனுமதிக்காதீர்கள். மக்கள் தனித்தனியாக, தனிமையாக, ஒருவருக்கொருவர் அந்நியமாக இருக்கும்போது, ​​பூசாரியும் அரசியல்வாதியும் ஒப்புக் கொள்ளாத சில நோக்கங்களுக்காக அவர்களால் ஒன்றிணைக்க முடியாது.

உதாரணமாக, நீங்கள் ஒரு மனிதராக இருந்தால் [ஒரு மனிதனுடன் கைகளைப் பிடித்துக் கொண்டு], சாலையில் நடந்து செல்வது, பாடுவது, நீங்கள் குற்ற உணர்ச்சியை உணருவீர்கள், ஏனென்றால் மக்கள் உங்களைப் பார்க்கத் தொடங்குவார்கள். நீங்கள் ஓரின சேர்க்கையாளரா, ஓரினச்சேர்க்கையாளரா அல்லது ஏதாவது இருக்கிறீர்களா? இரண்டு ஆண்கள் ஒன்றாக மகிழ்ச்சியாக இருக்க அனுமதிக்கப்படுவதில்லை.

இதுபோன்ற அவசரத்தில் நீங்கள் கைகுலுக்கிறீர்கள்… நீங்கள் ஒருவருக்கொருவர் கையைத் தொட்டு அசைத்து முடித்துவிட்டீர்கள். நீங்கள் கைகளைப் பிடிக்கவில்லை, ஒருவருக்கொருவர் கட்டிப்பிடிக்க வேண்டாம்; நீங்கள் பயப்படுகிறீர்கள். உங்கள் தந்தை உங்களை கட்டிப்பிடித்தது உங்களுக்கு நினைவிருக்கிறதா? நீங்கள் பாலியல் முதிர்ச்சியடைந்த பிறகு உங்கள் தாய் உங்களை கட்டிப்பிடித்தது உங்களுக்கு நினைவிருக்கிறதா? ஏன் கூடாது? பயம் உருவாக்கப்பட்டது. ஒரு இளைஞனும் அவனது தாயும் கட்டிப்பிடிக்கிறார்களா? - அவர்களுக்கு இடையே சில செக்ஸ் எழும், சில யோசனை, சில கற்பனை.

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ஆமாம், நீங்கள் "நேசிப்பீர்கள்" ... நீங்கள் ஒரு சைகை செய்வீர்கள், ஆனால் வெடிக்கும் போவதில்லை, அது உச்சகட்டமாக இருக்கப்போவதில்லை; அது மிகச் சிறியதாக இருக்கும். அதனால்தான் தொண்ணூற்றொன்பது சதவிகித மக்கள் அன்பைச் செய்தபின் விரக்தியடைந்துள்ளனர், அவர்கள் முன்பை விட வெறுப்பாக இருக்கிறார்கள்…

முதலில், பாதிரியாரும் அரசியல்வாதியும் நீங்கள் நேசிக்க முடியாது என்று நிர்வகித்துள்ளனர், பின்னர் அவர்கள் வந்து [பாலியல்] அன்பில் குறிப்பிடத்தக்க எதுவும் இல்லை என்று பிரசங்கிக்கிறார்கள். அவர்களின் பிரசங்கம் உங்கள் அனுபவத்துடன் சரியாகவே தெரிகிறது… இது மனிதனின் மீது இதுவரை விளையாடிய மிகப்பெரிய தந்திரம்…

காதல் என்பது உலகில் மிக அரிதான விஷயம்; அதை மறுக்கக்கூடாது. ஒரு மனிதன் ஐந்து நபர்களை நேசிக்க முடிந்தால், அவன் ஐந்து பேரை நேசிக்க வேண்டும். ஒரு மனிதன் ஐம்பதை நேசிக்க முடிந்தால், அவன் ஐம்பதை நேசிக்க வேண்டும். ஒரு மனிதன் ஐநூறு நேசிக்க முடிந்தால், அவன் ஐநூறு நேசிக்க வேண்டும்.

ஆனால்… நீங்கள் ஒரு குறுகிய மூலையில் தள்ளப்படுகிறீர்கள். நீங்கள் உங்கள் மனைவியை மட்டுமே நேசிக்க முடியும், நீங்கள் உங்கள் கணவரை மட்டுமே நேசிக்க முடியும், இதை மட்டுமே நீங்கள் நேசிக்க முடியும், அதை மட்டுமே நீங்கள் நேசிக்க முடியும் - நிலைமைகள் அதிகம்.

நீங்கள் உங்கள் மனைவியுடன் இருக்கும்போது மட்டுமே சுவாசிக்க முடியும் என்று ஒரு சட்டம் இருந்தது போல, நீங்கள் உங்கள் கணவருடன் இருக்கும்போது மட்டுமே சுவாசிக்க முடியும். பின்னர் சுவாசம் சாத்தியமற்றதாகிவிடும்! பிறகு நீங்கள் இறந்துவிடுவீர்கள்… நீங்கள் ஒரு நாளைக்கு இருபத்து நான்கு மணி நேரம் சுவாசிக்க வேண்டும்.

“குறைந்த” அன்பு இல்லாமல் “உயர்ந்த” அன்பை நீங்கள் கொண்டிருக்க முடியாது

பின்னர் மற்றொரு தந்திரம் உள்ளது. அவர்கள் "உயர்ந்த அன்பை" பற்றி பேசுகிறார்கள், மேலும் கீழானவர்களை அழிக்கிறார்கள். கீழ்மட்டத்தை மறுக்க வேண்டும் என்று அவர்கள் கூறுகிறார்கள்; உடல் அன்பு மோசமானது, ஆன்மீக அன்பு நல்லது.

உடல் இல்லாத ஒரு ஆவியை நீங்கள் எப்போதாவது பார்த்தீர்களா? அடித்தளம் இல்லாத வீட்டை நீங்கள் எப்போதாவது பார்த்தீர்களா? கீழானது உயர்ந்தவற்றின் அடித்தளம்… கீழ் மற்றும் உயர்ந்தவை தனித்தனியாக இல்லை, அவை ஒரே ஏணியின் ஒன்று. கீழ்மட்டத்தை மறுக்க வேண்டியதில்லை, கீழ்மட்டத்தை உயர்ந்ததாக மாற்ற வேண்டும். கீழ் நல்லது நல்லது you நீங்கள் குறைந்தவர்களுடன் சிக்கிக்கொண்டால் தவறு உங்களுடன் இருக்கிறது, கீழ்மட்டத்துடன் அல்ல…

நகர்வு. செக்ஸ் தவறல்ல. நீங்கள் அங்கே மாட்டிக்கொண்டால் தவறு. மேலே நகர்த்தவும். உயர்ந்தது கீழ்மட்டத்திற்கு எதிரானது அல்ல; குறைந்தது உயர்ந்ததை சாத்தியமாக்குகிறது.

குற்றத்தால் கட்டுப்படுத்தவும்.

இந்த தந்திரங்கள் வேறு பல சிக்கல்களை உருவாக்கியுள்ளன. ஒவ்வொரு முறையும் நீங்கள் காதலிக்கும்போது எப்படியாவது நீங்கள் குற்ற உணர்ச்சியை உணர்கிறீர்கள்… குற்ற உணர்ச்சி இருக்கும்போது நீங்கள் முற்றிலும் காதலுக்குள் செல்ல முடியாது… உங்கள் மனைவி அல்லது உங்கள் கணவரை நேசிக்கும்போது கூட குற்ற உணர்வு இருக்கிறது… எனவே நீங்கள் அனுமதிக்கப்படும்போது கூட மேலோட்டமாக நகர முடியாது, மேலோட்டமாக, உங்கள் மனைவியை நேசிக்க. பூசாரி உங்கள் குற்றத்தில் உங்கள் பின்னால் மறைந்திருக்கிறார்… உங்கள் சரங்களை இழுக்கிறார்.

குற்ற உணர்வு எழும்போது… நீங்கள் சுய மதிப்பை இழக்கிறீர்கள், சுய மரியாதையை இழக்கிறீர்கள்.

குற்ற உணர்வு இருக்கும்போது நீங்கள் நடிக்க ஆரம்பிக்கிறீர்கள். தாய்மார்களும் தந்தையர்களும் தங்கள் குழந்தைகளை காதலிக்கிறார்கள் என்பதை அறிய அனுமதிக்க மாட்டார்கள்… அவர்கள் செக்ஸ் இல்லை என்று பாசாங்கு செய்கிறார்கள்… குழந்தைகள் பாசாங்கு பற்றி தெரிந்து கொள்ளும்போது, ​​அவர்கள் எல்லா நம்பிக்கையையும் இழக்கிறார்கள்…

தந்தையர் மற்றும் தாய்மார்கள் தங்கள் குழந்தைகள் அவர்களை மதிக்கவில்லை என்று கூறுகிறார்கள் - அவர்கள் உங்களை எவ்வாறு மதிக்க முடியும்? நீங்கள் அவர்களை எல்லா வகையிலும் ஏமாற்றி வருகிறீர்கள்… காதலிக்க வேண்டாம் என்று அவர்களிடம் ச��ல்லிக் கொண்டிருந்தீர்கள் - ”ஜாக்கிரதை!” - நீங்கள் எப்போதும் அன்பை உருவாக்குகிறீர்கள்.

முதலில், குற்ற உணர்வு பாசாங்குத்தனத்தை உருவாக்குகிறது. பின்னர் பாசாங்கு மக்களிடமிருந்து அந்நியப்படுவதை உருவாக்குகிறது. உங்கள் சொந்தக் குழந்தை கூட உங்களுடன் ஒத்துப்போகாது… ஒரு நாள் நீங்கள் நடிப்பதை நீங்கள் அறிந்துகொள்வீர்கள், மற்றவர்களும் அப்படித்தான். எல்லோரும் நடிக்கும் போது, ​​நீங்கள் எவ்வாறு தொடர்புபடுத்த முடியும்?

… இப்போது இந்த மக்களை அடிமைகளாக்குவது மிகவும் எளிதானது them அவர்களை எழுத்தர்கள், நிலைய ஆசிரியர்கள், பள்ளி ஆசிரியர்கள், துணை சேகரிப்பாளர்கள், அமைச்சர்கள், ஆளுநர்கள், ஜனாதிபதிகள் என மாற்றுவது. இப்போது அவற்றை திசை திருப்புவது மிகவும் எளிதானது. அவற்றின் வேர்களிலிருந்து நீங்கள் அவர்களைத் திசைதிருப்பினீர்கள்.

முடிவில், நெறிமுறை ஸ்லட் எழுத்தாளர் டோஸி ஈஸ்டனின் தொடர்புடைய மேற்கோளைச் சேர்ப்பேன்:

உடல் உழைப்பின் தாத்தா வில்ஹெல்ம் ரீச், 1936 இல் பேர்லினில் உள்ள இளம் கம்யூனிஸ்டுகளுடன் பேசினார்… பாலுணர்வை அடக்குவது இல்லாமல் - குறிப்பாக குழந்தைகள் பாலியல் பற்றி கற்றுக்கொள்வதைத் தடுக்க ம silence னத்தின் சதி - நீங்கள் ஒரு சர்வாதிகார அல்லது சர்வாதிகார அரசைக் கொண்டிருக்க முடியாது என்று கூறினார் .

எல்லோரும் எதையாவது குற்றவாளியாக உணருவதை அடிப்படையாகக் கொண்டு சர்வாதிகார அரசு என்று அவர் கூறினார். எனவே சுயஇன்பம் அவர்களுக்கு மோசமானது என்று நீங்கள் சொன்னால், குற்ற உணர்ச்சியை உணராத எவரும் உங்களிடம் இல்லை, இல்லையா?

இது மிகவும் உண்மை என்று நினைக்கிறேன். பாலியல் ஒடுக்குமுறை என்பது சர்வாதிகார அரசின் ஒரு கருவியாகும், அவை நம் அனைவரையும் மோசமாக உணர வைக்கின்றன. அவை நம் ஆசைகளைப் பற்றி மோசமாக உணரவைக்கின்றன. நம்மிடம் உள்ள ஒவ்வொரு கற்பனையையும், நம்மிடம் உள்ள ஒவ்வொரு ஆசையையும், நம்மிடம் உள்ள ஒவ்வொரு ஆராயும் யோசனையும் ஒருவித நோய்க்குறியியல் அல்லது இன்னொருவையாகும், அதாவது மனிதர்களாக நாம் இழிவுபடுத்தப்படுகிறோம் என்று அர்த்தம். எனவே அவர்கள் என்ன செய்கிறார்கள் என்றால், அவர்கள் எந்த ஆற்றலையும், எந்தவொரு ஆய்வு உணர்வையும், எந்தவொரு படைப்பாற்றலையும் பெற்ற அனைவரையும் அழைத்துச் சென்று, ‘ஓ, நீங்கள் நல்லவர் அல்ல, நீங்கள் சரியில்லை’ என்று கூறி, நம் அனைவரையும் ஸ்குவாஷ் செய்கிறோம்.

ஈரோஸ் என்பது உயிர் சக்தி, பிரபஞ்சத்தின் அனிமேஷன் சக்தி, தாவோ, தெய்வீகம் என்று நான் நம்புகிறேன். இது நம் அனைவருக்கும் எல்லா நேரங்களிலும் பாய்கிறது என்று நான் நம்புகிறேன். எங்களால் எப்போதுமே அதில் கவனம் செலுத்த முடியாது அல்லது இரவு உணவை எப்படி சாப்பிடுவது என்று நாங்கள் கண்டுபிடிக்க மாட்டோம் - நாங்கள் இனி உடலில் இருக்க மாட்டோம். ஆனால் இலவசமாகப் பாயும் பாலியல் என் ஆன்மீகத்திற்கும், எனது விழிப்புணர்வுக்கும், எனது சொந்த மதிப்புகள் பற்றிய உணர்விற்கும், உலகில் நகரும் என் உணர்விற்கும் இன்றியமையாதது என்பது எனக்குத் தெரியும், மேலும் நீங்கள் எப்படி ஒரு ஆக்குவீர்கள் என்று என்னால் கண்டுபிடிக்க முடியவில்லை மக்கள்தொகையை கட்டுப்படுத்த பயன்படுத்தக்கூடிய மதம்… ”

காதல் தந்திரம் தந்திரம்

வழங்கியவர்

ஜெகதீஷ் கிருஷ்ணன்

[sun-summoning]

What about 18 or 22 pleasee?? Thank youu

22 two miserable people meeting at a wedding au

they make her watch her planet’s destruction. madara takes her to the bridge and reminds her that she’s alive only because she is of royal blood and that this is what happens to planets that rebel right before ordering that the ion canon destroy her home. she cries, first from her own sorrow, but then when she feels the planet’s pain. sakura falls to her knees, feeling every crack and crumble run through her core until the fire sets in and she’s screaming. one of the guards slaps her for her insolence, but the pain is nothing in comparison to her home’s.

“get up,” the guard orders.

but sakura can barely hear him. her head is spinning and all she hears is a faint buzz. from the corner of her blurry vision, she sees the guard come closer, until someone else steps in between them.

she looks up through tear-filled eyes and before her stands madara’s heir.

“the princess is ill,” itachi tells them calmly enough. “like the rest of the royal family, she is tied to the planet itself. naturally its destruction has severely weakened her.” he turns to madara. “i take it she is free to leave now?”

madara doesn’t even answer him though, already having moved on to other priorities. her planet and her pain are nothing more than an afterthought.

“shisui, take the princess back to her quarters,” itachi tells his personal guard.

the man lifts her, his hold on her surprisingly gentle, and he carries her back to the luxurious room intended to be her prison. he lays her on the bed and pulls the blanket over her form. he stands by her door and waits until, finally, the crown prince arrives.

she will be taken to the planet uchiha, she is informed, where she will remain for the rest of her days as a ward of madara. she will be taken care of and still be treated like a princess. she will have personal attendants and personal guards monitoring her, and if she exhibits good behaviour, this security may be lessened in time.

sakura says nothing in return, finally numb from her pain.

-

she thinks they keep her alive as a cruel reminder that she is the last of her race, but if she’s honest with herself, the reality is that madara most likely just hasn’t even considered her since he made that show of power. destroying her planet wasn’t meant to hurt her – not entirely, at least. no, madara was sending a message to all other planets that might have hoped to defy him.

soon after, the petitions for alliances all came, and for the more important planets, madara married off his kin. 

she is forced to attend the wedding of one of madara’s other descendants, a lesser one, not quite from the main line. 

sakura is still royalty in her own right and is considered one of madara’s wards, so the ladies dress her in fine silks from far across the galaxy. she chooses to wear a gown of red and white, her family’s colours, but is furious when she notices that it is the colour of the uchiha as well and assumes that that is the only reason she was allowed this choice. 

her hair is done up intricately and her makeup covers up her sad, tired eyes. when she looks at herself in the mirror, she remembers the happy girl she used to be back before her planet’s destruction.

sakura is silent through the wedding ceremony and still through the wedding feast. she ignores the people around her, nibbling at her meal and raising her glass when required of her. when it’s finally acceptable to leave her seat, sakura excuses herself from the table and goes to the balcony she’s grown fond of.

despite the conquerors and soldiers this place births, sakura thinks that the planet uchiha is beautiful. having come from one of the galaxy’s most lush places in existence, sakura is surprised by the expansive foliage and the variety of flora and fauna she sees. 

the uchiha allow her to wander the castle and the grounds and sakura has begun to spread her roots much like she did back on her own home planet. sakura felt its explosion in her very core, being tied to it as she was, and she wonders if her exploration of the planet uchiha will result in the same sort of bond.

standing alone on the balcony, sakura is able to ignore the various nobles and politicians inside celebrating this union. she leans on the railing and despite the night sky, she can trace the edges of the trees.

her silence is ruined by the sound of two people fighting. standing in the shadows, sakura watches unnoticed as the crown prince speaks calmly to someone else who seems to be coming down from a rage.

itachi looks sad and sakura almost pities him. the heir has always been cordial to her – kind, even – but sakura will never allow herself to do something as foolish as befriend him.

eventually itachi leaves, rejoining the party, and his companion remains on the balcony. sakura watches as this other man runs a hand through his hair and sighs heavily. he looks annoyed and sounds upset and soon he is looking right at her.

sakura is still, feeling as though she’s been caught doing something wrong, but the other man just leans against the balcony.

“so you’re the flower princess,” he says dryly.

sakura frowns. once upon a time, back on her own planet, the moniker might have been a sign of affection. here, it feels like an insult. 

“i am,” she replies slowly enough.

he nods once. “i’m–” he frowns. “your planet was very beautiful.”

sakura walks out of the shadows to stand by his side. “you’ve been?”

he nods again. “i’m the best pilot uchiha has,” he declares smugly. “and i intend to see every planet before i die.”

“pilots don’t live very long,” sakura points out. she doesn’t intend to be rude, but it is the truth. “not with this war.”

he smirks though, and sakura looks away. he’s so terribly handsome and that roguish grin makes her feel warm. “neither do princesses when they forget their place.”

“are you threatening me?”

“hardly. advising you, really.” he shrugs and he turns to look at the greenery she so admires. “from what i hear, you’re better than most at manoeuvring through this court. you’re very quiet but you’re very intelligent, my brother tells me.”

“and who is your brother?”

“itachi uchiha.”

sakura stiffens as she realizes who she’s speaking to. “you’re the second son.”

“i am.” he bows but sakura knows the gesture is hardly for formality. then he takes her hand and places a mocking kiss along her knuckles. 

and for whatever reason, sakura does not pull back.

“you carry an ancient bloodline with rare abilities,” he reminds her quietly. he nods to the party taking place behind them and then looks back at her. “don’t doubt for a moment that madara isn’t planning on marrying you off to one of his descendants.” 

“i never have.” 

“then you really are smart.”

she takes a deep breath. “i’ve only ever prayed that the one he chooses is not cruel.”

sasuke finally releases her hand. “i assure you, princess, i am not a cruel man.”

he ignores how she gasps in realization, sliding his fingers along her arm and to her waist so that he might guide her back to the wedding inside. 

#fic #enrimoe #sasusaku

[magiclad-ty]

Persona 5 Palaces/Bosses (SPOILERS)

The 9 Deadly Sins

1) Lust - Suguru Kamoshida

Former professional athlete and Olympic volleyball champion who later became the volleyball coach of Shujin Academy. He also began sexually harassing his female athletes and subjecting his male athletes to brutal "training" that was labeled as torture. Despite the blatant abuse happening, the students could not speak up against Kamoshida as the principal hushed any attempts of reporting Kamoshida. With no way for anyone to stop him at Shujin Academy, by the students, staff, and even the parents, Kamoshida began to see himself as nothing less than a king on campus.

2) Vanity - Ichiryusai Madarame Over the years, Madarame mentored many students, many of which lived with him in his humble shack near Shibuya. However, many found themselves ruined from their time there, losing passion in the arts or simply being casted aside once their artistic drives were depleted. One of Madarame's most famous paintings is the art piece titled "Sayuri", who inspired his most recent protégé, Yusuke Kitagawa, an orphaned boy, into entering the artistic world.. The painting in its original condition depicted a mother holding her newborn child. Shadow Madarame informs the group that it was Yusuke's mother who painted the original Sayuri and the baby is Yusuke. Madarame coveted the painting so much that when Yusuke's mother had a seizure, rather than call an ambulance, he simply left her alone to die, allowing him to take the painting with little opposition. To cover the picture's true intention, Madarame modified it into the Sayuri painting that he released to the public.

3) Gluttony - Junya Kaneshiro Kaneshiro is a Yakuza oyabun (the equivalent of a Mafia boss) who rose in the criminal underworld through clever use of blackmail students. Makoto risks herself by asking Kaneshiro's henchmen of his whereabouts, prompting the Thieves to follow her. This leads Kaneshiro to blackmail them by taking their pictures in his club and threatens to leak it to their school unless they pay him 3 million yen within 3 weeks.

4) Sloth - Futaba Sakura Futaba is a genius in computing, programming and hacking. However, a car incident that cost her mother, Wakaba Isshiki, her life causes Futaba to become a shut-in. Her relatives who have an eye on Wakaba's legacy blame the prodigy programmer based on a forged "suicide note," particularly after agents of the Conspiracy used it to bully her and manipulate Wakaba's family, hoping to keep her research for themselves. This, combined with abuse from most of her guardians before Sojiro, in particular her uncle Youji Isshiki refused to treat her as even a person, not even allowing her to bathe or have a proper bed. This caused her to develop post-traumatic stress disorder and extreme social anxiety. She has not attended school ever since graduating middle school. Her depression has worsened into outright suicidal impulses, and a delusional subconscious belief that her death would bring Wakaba back to life. Her desire for her own death causes a Palace to form in which the Sphinx, the representation of her self-loathing and belief that her mother's spirit hates her, fights Shadow Futaba for control of her mind.

5) Wrath - Cognitive Wakaba Isshiki Wakaba Isshiki was Futaba Sakura's mother and a prominent cognitive researcher focusing on a supernatural phenomenon about the cognitive world within the human's mind. Futaba thought she was a benevolent mother, until Wakaba died being crashed by a car on a crossroad before Futaba's eyes, but in reality was killed by Goro Akechi. Out of spite and to seize her research data secretly, his employers forged a suicide note and announced it aloud before Futaba and her relatives, in which Wakaba claimed she regretted giving birth to Futaba and as a result, she had destroyed all of her research. This revelation devastated Futaba and caused her to develop paranoid delusions of Wakaba's face overlaid on other people, constantly telling her how disappointed she was."Cognitive Wakaba Isshiki" is formed from Futaba's false belief that her mother resented her for being an obstacle to her career.

6) Greed - Kunikazu Okumura Kunikazu Okumura is the third president of Okumura Foods succeeded from his great-grandfather, he also has founded the fast food chain, Big Bang Burger. Kunikazu only has one daughter, Haru Okumura.His Palace is a spaceport formed from his desire for wealth, to manipulate his employees and his childhood memory of enjoying sci-fi shows and toys, but also his refusal to acknowledge how much he is hurting Haru with his greed, tacitly oblivious to what kind of person her arranged fiance Sugimura is due to the promise of Haru marrying into wealth. His stepping stone to political power is done by sacrificing Haru's happiness, he desires to exist in complete ignorance of every negative consequence of his actions, despite the fact that he is fully aware of how miserable his employees are and violent Sugimura is.

7) Envy - Sae Niijima Sae is a Public Prosecutor of the Tokyo District Special Investigation Department responsible for the Phantom Thieves of Hearts' case. When the incidents of mental breakdown in Tokyo has begun causing casualties, Sae begins looking for research about mental diseases, a search that leads her to the now deceased cognition scientist, Wakaba Isshiki. She visits Sojiro Sakura's cafe for investigation, but in order to protect Wakaba's daughter, Futaba, from any harm, Sojiro refuses to cooperate. Sae informs Sojiro that if he refuses, he'll likely end up in family court due to concerns about Futaba's living situation, and will almost certainly lose custody of her. When Akechi forces himself into the Phantom Thieves, he suggests that the gang should steal Sae's heart to stop her investigation, otherwise the Public Prosecutors Office may hold them responsible for the deaths of Kunikazu Okumura and the Principal Kobayakawa. Her Palace quickly shows just how jaded Sae truly is, with Makoto shocked at how bitter and spiteful her sister's Shadow Self is, and how she views her career as a rigged casino where only the corrupt thrive.

8) Pride - Masayoshi Shido Masayoshi Shido is a politician who has been a metropolitan assemblyman and a representative in the National Diet of Japan. He is now a cabinet minister who split from the ruling party to form the United Future Party. He is now running for election of the next prime minister of Japan. Secretly, however, he is the founder of a Conspiracy to obtain power by any means necessary, and is backed by Yaldabaoth, as Shido's ascent to power would cement authoritarian control over Japan and possibly the world. Shido's Palace which takes the shape of a luxurious cruise ship sailing across the sunken Japan. Shido turns out to be at the center of a conspiracy to rig the election for Prime Minister in his favor, allowing him to put his highly draconian and ultra-nationalistic political beliefs into effect, uncaring of the misery this would cause to Japan in general. He is also revealed to be the father of Goro Akechi, who is his illegitimate son. Shido uses Goro's fame as detective and desire to be acknowledged by him to force him to get rid of those who are opposing him to become the next Prime Minister by destroying their Palace, which results in severe mental disorders and ultimately kills them, framing the Phantom Thieves for these assassinations in the process.

9) Apathy (Acedia) - Mementos Mementos is the Palace for everyone's hearts. When Yaldabaoth awakes, and the Conspiracy starts invoking its power to control Tokyo directly, it is shown in the city's populace choosing to believe an obvious lie (that somehow, the Phantom Thieves are not responsible for the high-profile reforming of several individuals), rather than a cutting truth (that Masayoshi Shido was a terrible leader, and yet most of Japan still voted for him because of nothing but raw charisma), showing cowardice. As the Phantom Thieves manage to find their way into Mementos' core, it's also revealed that the Shadow Selves that had inhabited Mementos have been willingly imprisoned by Yaldabaoth, choosing to let him dictate the future rather than allowing fallible humans to make their own decisions

10) All the Deadly Sins - Yaldabaoth and Satanael Yaldabaoth, the "God of Control", imprisons Igor in Mementos and impersonates him since the beginning of the game. After being discovered, he then takes the role of the game's final boss. He is the Conductor of the Conspiracy to put Masayoshi Shido into political power, and sponsored the Phantom Thieves as a thought experiment and game to see if their salvation of the world as is or Goro Akechi's desire to destroy and recreate the world was stronger. He is described as being the manifestation of humanity's subconscious desire for order, warped to the point where he no longer cares for the human cost or morality of said order; in his view, humans are little more than livestock and lemmings for him to rule over and command due to their self-destructiveness and stupidity. He initially takes the form of the Holy Grail, which starts off as black before the flow of wishes for him to dominate the world revitalize him and turn the cup gold. Yaldabaoth harnesses the power of the deadly sins as proof of man's self-destructive nature during his boss fight. The Protags Persona, Satanael finishes him using a bullet harnessing the seven sins he condemns yet practices himself, putting a massive hole through his head. Shocked at the fact that he was beaten by a power that exceeded his own, Yaldabaoth realizes the true strength of the Trickster and ruefully acknowledges Igor's beliefs as he dissolves back into the original, mindless form of the Grail.

#Persona #persona 5 #p5 #spoilers

[matt-the-blind-cinnamon-roll]

dress how i want wihout feeling like its not me, change people... for the last time sorry, i kind of used u as a copying mechanism to vent, when i cant do that with somebody else, i talk wit people, but im not myself with them... really thank you, ;you dont have to answer, i will figure myself out, like i always do :)

hello, im not really sure how to put this so ill just go ahead: i come from a racist country, its also homophobic, transphobic, all kinds of awful things, not too long ago a far right party who won the election even wanted to completely ban abortion, about 2 months ago one of the teachers at my school spend an entire lesson talking about how abortion is making woman miserable, she talked about a woman that had about 40 abortions and was simply a wreck after that, she used all kind of words 1/10 

even some kind of "research" that said that a womans body after abortion is in an unnatural state, that it doesnt know what happened and cant function properly... last week in my brothers school a teacher that also thaught me in middle school literally called abortion murder and showed my brothers class a movie in which abortion was shown, they could see little arms and parts break and being cut, my brother said that the narrator of the movie said that you can even hear the bones break, 2/10

my brother is also pretty corrupted, last year he said that he doesnt like gays and is racist, hes dumb, his racism, sexism, homophobia was just jokes,it was just a thing u could have a laugh at, but it was still bad, i tried talking with him, whenever he maid a "joke" i confronted him, i was mad and i think its working, he is getting better, we talk and we listen, im not really close to my family, i would die for them i can joke around with them but i cannot show them affection,weakness, 3/10

fears,my vurnerable side,cant show anyone, i have some issues... i love my country and its history, but if there is a god i hope he forgives me for looking down on people like that, even my family (i remember a situation where my mom ,after comin from a family gathering i didnt go to, told me with a smile how my uncle that day wanted to beat up some boys that were kissing, apparently it was a funny story they were all sharing and when i told her how wrong is that she said that 4/10

she said that they didnt mean it, they were just joking; i know every country has lgbt people, but i really couldnt even believe for a second that there actually are gay people in my country, i was so happy, it was the first time i had "closer" contact with them on my land ( ive been to germany to work last year when... when i was 17 and i met a gay person but we didnt really talk because of the language barrier and we simply had to work, we just smiled when we saw each other), sorry this 5/10

is so elaborate... this is just a tiny little bit of my experiences with a wide range of social issues, but this is the first time i let myself go, i have so much to say... i really want to bring change into my country, i feel like i can do it i feel like i can bring people closer, make them more aware of social issues, enviromental problems, i often dream about being a celebrity/politician just to have that exposure to the people, i want my country to improve, i want people to feel 6/10

save in it, but i dont know how... like ? being an activist ? going into politics ? starting an organization? i honestly dont know how to start, and i am scared that my own kin will kill me for it, still i want to bring that sweet change, sorry for this post, but the reality is that tumblr have thaught me more than school ever did and i recon ever will... i know im smart, i know im tough, i really feel in my bones that i can do it, but how? im not rich, dont have connections, 7/0

what can i do?forgive me if i made you feel pressured i just want to help my people, aid my country - thank you for reading and sorry it was so long. --- Also there were some good things that happened, the boy in my class that protected the lgbt community from my homophobic priest and some other stupid boys from my class, the time i read the essay about that situation in front of my entire english group and the teacher that taught that priest, i also think i might had have made her think 8/10

hi, im the one from those 1/10 messages, i dont know how many ive send because my computer run out of power while i was passionately sending the written messages, it was like a bucket of ice cold water was dumped on me :) sorry for that, just could you advice me what i can do with lgbt, sexism, rasism isseues in my country? 1/3

btw. dont know if this is important but i think i may be bi, or whatever competely not caring about someones gender is.. you don't have to answer, i get it :] i just fell empty today and wrote something, ill think about what i can do, ill be allright, so sorry for all of that... hope in one and a half a year when i go to college ill meet people that will understand, that i can pour my feelings out, i hope i can finally start acting like i want to witout barriers, 2/3 

Ok nonny, take a deep breath for me, ok? 

Now, read on. 

I know you’re scared. I’m in a somewhat similar place right now. What you need to do is that you cannot do any kind of help if you’re dead or imprisoned. I have a vague idea of where you are, and you’re right, you are in danger. 

But honey, you can’t help anyone if you’re dead. Play it safe. Keep an eye out. Learn the codes and symbols for hate groups. Memorize them. Know when they’re around and learn to when it’s safe to speak and safe not to. 

Secondly, the internet is key. In order to help you need to keep this channel of communication open. Through this, you can help. It may seem like you’re shouting into the void sometimes, but Twitter and Tumblr are hotspots for help and revolution. Plus, you can make international friends. You mentioned you’re in Europe which is great; you can hop a border damn near any time. You can try to run if you have to, or help others to run. 

If you want something more hands on, I suggest trying to get involved with a local LGBT society, or something like Amnesty International. I myself make calls on behalf of the ACLU and I do some minor PR for the the Resistance on Twitter. 

But most of all remember this; we are stronger together. We cannot let their hateful lies tears us apart. We must link arms and face this storm together and we will weather it through. 

Do not give up. Do not give up the flame. Do not go gentle into that goodnight. Let that fear fuel your anger and let your anger fuel your voice and your actions. 

I’d like it if you’d check in with me every so often, ok? So I know you’re safe. 

Be safe. Stay strong. Keep an eye out. Constant vigilance. 

#i sound like a fucking star wars characters #oh my god #Anonymous

[socialattractionuk]

Will marriage really die out?

All of the wedding struggles might be a thing of the past (Picture: Ella Byworth for Metro.co.uk)

To have and to hold, ‘til death do us part.

Marriage has been a key institution in our lives for decades and, as the summer months arrive, our best suits and dresses are being dusted off as we prepare for a season of weekends at country homes, churches and registry offices.

But the number of dates pencilled in your diary this summer for weddings may be fewer than previous years. We’ve seen headlines predicting that marriage will be virtually extinct in the next 30 years.

But will it really?

‘Dying is a strong way of putting it,’ says Dr Philip Cohen of the University of Maryland’s department of sociology.

‘People have become more selective about marriage.’

In 1958, men were married at the average age of 22.6, according to the US Census Bureau, women at 20.2.

Fast forward 60 years and the average age men and women got married for the first time was 29.8 and 27.8 respectively.

At the same time as the average age of people getting married goes up, the actual proportion of people choosing to get married is going down.

In 2017 – the latest year for which statistics are available – just more than half of adults living in England and Wales were married, according to the Office for National Statistics.

That’s down significantly over the years.

There were 243,000 marriages of opposite-sex couples in England and Wales in 2016 – around 4,700 couples each week.

In 1940, 471,000 couples walked down the aisle, with nearly 9,000 marriages per week.

What’s causing this decline in one of the oldest institutions in our society?

‘There are three reasons,’ says Brienna Perelli-Harris, associate professor in demography at the University of Southampton.

‘One is people are just ideologically opposed to it.

‘They just don’t like it anymore. They think it’s patriarchal as an institution. But I don’t think that’s the majority of people.’

For that majority, it’s something a lot less of an opposition to the institution.

‘They just aren’t getting around to it,’ Prof Perelli-Harris says.

‘They would like to get married but at the end of the day they would rather spend their money on something else.’

Priorities such as buying a house or having children are expensive.

The money that would traditionally have been spent on an expensive wedding would, Prof Perelli-Harris believes, be funneled elsewhere.

The third reason is that our commitment to partners has cooled.

The number of unmarried couples with children has increased at the same time as marriage has declined.

Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are still negotiating the terms of their divorce (Picture: Michael Buckner/Getty Images)

Though couples love each other and will even have children together, they’re less willing to get hitched.

‘With Tinder and online dating, people feel like if they’re not in a perfect relationship they should keep their options open and not get married,’ says Prof Perelli-Harris.

People also look at the way in which an increasing number of marriages end and are dissuaded from taking the plunge in the first place.

More than 100,000 couples were divorced in England and Wales in 2017.

Splits can be costly and messy – especially when the union is formalised.

The increased rate of divorce is seen in large part due to demographics.

While in the past we would get married in our 20s and die in our 40s, we may now get married in our 30s, divorce in our 60s – and die in our 90s.

Many people would walk down the aisle expecting to spend 20 or 30 years with their loved one.

Today a marriage could theoretically be a 60-year commitment, or even longer.

Given we live in uncertain times, it is thought that people feel unwilling to commit to long-term relationships for fear that their lives will change fundamentally.

‘When you feel in control of your life and destiny and not unstable and insecure, marriage can be a choice people make that contributes to that security and stability,’ says Dr Cohen.

‘It communicates to people that you have arrived, and you have achieved a certain status to be married and stay married.’

It’s said to be a hangover from the 2008 financial crisis and the polarisation of politics but there have been severe shocks to the economy and politics before.

What’s different between the aftermath of the 2008 financial crisis and the 1920s Great Depression – after which marriage rates stayed strong – is the role of women in society.

‘Originally, marriage was more of a financial decision,’ says Prof Perelli-Harris.

‘It was the tying together of two families, or a way to make sure women were protected financially and as women have become more educated and more likely to be independent and employed, there isn’t the need to be within a marriage as much.’

With that less the case, the idea of getting married has changed along with it:

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‘Marriage is less necessary than it used to be,’ says Cohen.

‘You’re not an outcast if you’re single, and women’s employment prospects have improved a lot. It’s more possible to survive on your own and be a “reasonable” member of society.’

As a result of shifts in society, what marriage represents has changed.

It’s seen as a way to celebrate love and devotion, rather than as a financial or social necessity.

‘There are fewer people pressured into it,’ says Cohen.

‘There’s less coercion into marriage. In the 1950s at the peak of the marriage craze in America, everyone was married by their mid-20s – something like 90% of people.

‘That level of conformity can’t be described as normal.’

That can be seen in the Nordic countries, including Sweden.

Around six in 10 births in the country occur within cohabiting unions, rather than marriage – and all Nordic countries saw a downturn in the number of people getting wed.

‘For a long time it appeared marriage was disappearing,’ says Prof Perelli-Harris.

But a large marriage revival occurred in the early 2000s in all the countries.

A focus group in Norway, conducted by one of Prof Perelli-Harris’s colleagues, were asked why people got married.

‘It was all about romance and love and, in some cases, being able to survive the early years of childhood,’ she says.

‘There’s still this desire to show the couple are committed to each other; it just happens after kids, not before.’

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It’s for that reason that experts doubt the idea of marriage will ever go away.

‘In the linear extrapolation of the future, marriage is extinct in the middle of the century,’ says Cohen. But it is unlikely that will actually happen.

‘I think what is likely to happen is it will continue to become a more elite institution and less prevalent.’

Prof Perelli-Harris is more definitive: ‘It might become more rare but I don’t think the institution is going to disappear.’

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The Secret of Lukewarmness

I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would thou wert cold or hot. So then because THOU ART LUKEWARM, and neither cold nor hot, I WILL SPUE THEE OUT of my mouth.

Because thou sayest, I am RICH, and INCREASED with goods, and have NEED OF NOTHING; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked: I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayest be rich; and white raiment, that thou mayest be clothed, and that the shame of thy nakedness do not appear; and anoint thine eyes with eyesalve, that thou mayest see.

Revelation 3:15-18

It is not possible to be a good Christian and not be zealous, faith filled and fiery. Faith by its very nature makes you radical in this world of apathy towards God.

Lukewarmness is the deadly enemy of the church. You must not let the fire of God wane by drifting from His presence. The zeal you have in your heart must be maintained. You must be set on fire by the love that you have for God. Lukewarmness is an ultimate curse that destroys the church and the foundations of Christianity.

1. God is not deceived by lukewarmness:

…I will SPUE THEE OUT of my mouth.

Revelation 3:16

God is not deceived by lukewarmness! God has no time for lukewarmness! God will spit out lukewarmness. God is not deceived by the false presentation of lukewarmness. Lukewarmness is a mysterious evil, not easily diagnosed for what it really is. The book of Revelation clearly reveals and unveils things that are hidden from open view. Things that are not public knowledge are made known to us if we care to accept them.

Revelation means to unveil and to show something that is hidden.

Dealing with lukewarmness requires great wisdom and great understanding. Most people do not understand God’s reaction to lukewarmness. God’s reaction to lukewarm people is to spit them out of His mouth. God’s reaction to lukewarmness may seem extreme to you. But it only seems extreme to you because you don’t know what it really means.

Lukewarmness is the only thing so disgusting to God that it causes Him to spit you out as something detestable.

Lukewarmness is the same as being complacent and satisfied with far less than you should be. What makes lukewarmness so detestable? Lukewarmness is evil because it contains the ingredients of deception and demon activity.

Your lukewarmness is actually a very strong message. Lukewarmness is a message of rejection! That is why the all-wise God and the all-knowing God, meets lukewarmness with total rejection.

To be lukewarm is to be non-committed towards anything. It is deception because no one is really non-committed or lukewarm. Every one is really committed and zealous about something. Someone’s lukewarmness towards you is a sign of his or her rejection of you. Your lukewarmness towards God is just a revelation of your rejection of God.

You find some people who are cool and quiet towards you. It’s as if they cannot really talk much and they are simply not the chatty type. They keep on giving excuses for their non-communicative behaviour. But don’t be deceived! They talk and they chat, but not with you!

It is you they do not want to talk to!

It is you they have rejected!

It is you whose company they are not comfortable with!

It is you they have evil thoughts about!

It is you they wish to be far from!

Watch out for the lukewarm ones! They have rejected you.

Be careful of quiet, polite people who are so perfect in behaviour and controlled in speech. They are dangerous people. There is nothing real about people who do not show emotion, happiness, sadness or any expressive behaviour. Lukewarm people are telling lies by their behaviour! Be like God and reject lukewarm people in your life. Do not accept people who are not as passionate towards you as you are towards them. What is the point in showing so much love and getting so little feedback from the one you love so dearly? Stop believing the excuses of the lukewarm person!

2. There is self-righteousness in lukewarmness:

For do I now persuade men, or God? or do I SEEK TO PLEASE MEN? for if I yet pleased men, I should not be the servant of Christ.

Galatians 1:10

People who are neither here nor there are often the most self-righteous people you can find. Such people always want to look good on the outside. They do not want to do anything to ruffle feathers. They need to look perfect. They need to look organised. They need to look good. They do not want to offend on this side or on that side. But there is nothing like that in real life.

God is not impressed by people who are mocking you with their “niceness”. He spits out these average neither-here-nor-there people. Some of the most evil politicians our world has ever seen presented themselves as nice friends of everyone. Watch out for seemingly nice people! Watch out for these wicked politicians who pretend to belong to every religion. They are evil men disguised in cloaks of lukewarmness. Neither hot nor cold! Neither fully a Christian nor a non-Christian!

God is not impressed by nice people. He is impressed by obedient, humble people who do not mind the mockery of the world. Jesus is looking for people who are ready to withstand the pressure that comes from hearing those mocking words, “He saved others, let him save himself”.

Lukewarm people are neither committed here nor there. They are not committed to the heat and they are not committed to the cold. They believe in everything and they support everyone. This kind of self-righteousness will not get you anywhere. People may be impressed, but God is not impressed. God is not interested in people who look good to the world. Anyone who tries to please man cannot be a genuine servant of God.

3. There is enmity in lukewarmness:

He that is not with me is against me…

Matthew 12:30

People who are not with you are actually against you! This is the wisdom that Jesus gave to us. Watch out for lukewarm, half-hearted, double-minded Christians. These lukewarm people, who are neither here nor there, are actually your enemies.

It takes experience and wisdom to see through their self-righteous mask and to know that the lukewarm gentleman sitting in front of you is your enemy. You will often find the good-looking non-committal fellows to be the most hateful people.

4. Prosperity is the cause of lukewarmness:

Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing…

Revelation 3:17

Lukewarmness is caused by prosperity, abundance, luxury and earthly achievements. Many preachers today promote greed, materialism, money and prosperity. Most preaching today promotes a terrible lust for wealth. This materialism and prosperity is the root of the church’s lukewarmness. When the church said to itself, “I am rich and I have need of nothing” it turned into the famous lukewarm church of Laodicea. Almost all churches that have prospered have left the true way of Christ and fallen into complacency. Hardly can you find a rich person who really serves God. Even the rich people in church hardly give anything much to the Lord. Jesus said, “Hardly shall a rich man enter the Kingdom of heaven.”

I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayest be rich; and white raiment, that thou mayest be clothed, and that the shame of thy nakedness do not appear; and anoint thine eyes with eyesalve, that thou mayest see.

Revelation 3:18

5. Buying gold tried with fire will drive out lukewarmness:

I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire…

Revelation 3:18

Having the right vision for your life will wipe out the tendency to become lukewarm. Buying gold tried with fire is the key to overcoming lukewarmness. Gold tried in the fire speaks of eternal riches that cannot be burnt when the fires of death appear. It is not easy to lay your hands on real gold that is tried with fire. As you strive to achieve this spiritual goal, you will never be able to fall back into lukewarmness.

Disregarding earthly prosperity and not valuing it as your life’s goal, is key to preventing lukewarmness. Maintaining spiritual and biblical goals of reaching out to the world and building the church of God will prevent lukewarmness.

The spiritual goals that God gives us are more difficult to achieve than any earthly-minded goals. Having a house or a car is not an achievement as far as heaven is concerned. Open yourself up to the great and lofty achievements that will last through eternity. Seek rewards that can follow you into heaven. The great advantage of having these eternal goals is that you will never fall back into lukewarmness.

6. Buying white raiment will drive out lukewarmness:

I counsel thee to buy of me …white raiment …

Revelation 3:18

Seeking for white raiment speaks of seeking righteousness and holiness! Until you die, you will never really achieve this goal. You will be forced to rise up and strive for the high standards of white raiment. Wearing white clothes is not as easy as wearing brown or black clothes. When you wear white, you are kept on your toes, trying to stay clean. It is not easy to avoid soiling your white shirt and trousers. It is not easy to keep the spots out.

The quest for true righteousness, humility, holiness and purity will keep you humble and searching until your last day. Buying clothes at Harrods, Macy’s and other great shops of our world is a hundred times easier than buying white raiment that can be worn in heaven. When your goals change and become eternal ones, you will definitely not become lukewarm.

7.  Seeking the anointing will drive out lukewarmness:

…anoint thine eyes with eyesalve …

Revelation 3:18

Seeking the anointing is seeking a hard thing. Seek the anointing and you will be forced to be zealous all the time! Seek the anointing so that your eyes will be anointed and you will see great things. You will become a living wonder through the power of the anointing.

The anointing of the Holy Spirit is a mysterious and obscure experience that is worth following after. Elisha set out to find a double portion of the anointing. Elijah could not guarantee that Elisha would ever catch that anointing. He warned that Elisha had asked for a hard thing.

If Elisha had asked for money, he would probably have received it instantly and become lukewarm afterwards. It is easy to become lukewarm after you have achieved your life’s goal. Seeking for spiritual things will keep you on your toes! Seeking for God’s power will keep you running, fighting and learning. You will have no time for becoming lukewarm.

by Dag Heward-Mills

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Should We Care Which Side of History We're On?

BBC’s Carnage is narrated from the year 2067, when all of Britain is vegan and glancing backward with shock, confusion and shame at the UK’s animal-eating history. Released in 2017, the film dramatized a common trope in ethical debates over meat eating. Those sympathetic to the abolition of animal farming often predict that future generations will be far more enlightened than we are, and will look back in horror at how we treated animals. Consider how we think about chattel slavery in America, and those who were complicit in it. It’s certainly plausible that future generations will be appalled at some of the things we did as well. Breeding sentient creatures into existence, breaking up their families, taking their milk, killing them, devouring their bodies and using their skins as luxury covers seems like a decent candidate for future dismay.

This threat of future people being alarmed at our behavior is sometimes just a rhetorical tactic. The basic idea here is to win debates by imagining support from our much wiser and kinder descendants. How could they be wrong? There may also be some wishful thinking involved. When you believe brilliant future people will agree with you and be appalled by your opponents, this can work as a mildly satisfying secular alternative to imagining one’s enemies in hell. People who do things that are socially acceptable in the present but which are nevertheless wrong may not suffer any consequences for it in this life, but the harsh gaze of future enlightenment will beat down on their memories. Justice will be done.

These morally loaded predictions about what future people will believe tend to be projections of the prognosticator’s own views. People who contemplate what enlightened future generations will lament about us often identify with these imagined judges, or at the very least, they typically admire the values they expect to be embraced by the future, even if they don’t live up to these values themselves. But speculating about future values is not always about converting others to your cause. There may be a legitimate concern about how later generations will see us. Should we be worried?

The most obvious reason to say no is that future thoughts of judgment can't get at us. Future ire at the past is harmlessly aimed at dead images, words in history books and faded memories. Even judgey thoughts from the present are arguably nothing to mind when they don't affect our lives in some way. To the extent that future thoughts impact us at all, it’s because we somehow manage to accurately simulate the thoughts in our own minds. Future people judging us is, if anything, us judging ourselves and others around us.

However, even if future hate can’t hurt us, it can affect how much influence we have after we die, assuming we expect to have any noticeable influence at all. The founding fathers presumably felt meaning by pursuing their various projects, like creating a new government in the colonized Americas, and would have wanted that government to last for as long as it stayed true to their ideals. Our judgment of the founding fathers would have mattered to them because their legacies are in our hands. If the United States eventually crumbles and its history of slavery and racism is an important factor in that, the founders' failure to oppose slavery in any substantial way will have ultimately undermined much of what they set out to accomplish. Even if they'd thought slavery were completely benign, the total undermining of their legacies might have given them pause if they could have predicted future Americans wouldn’t agree.

Artists, philosophers, politicians, theorists and anyone who creates something potentially lasting that can somehow be linked to them often have an interest in future people not despising them for their views or actions. Just as many of us avoid the art of people who have recently been accused of sexual harassment or worse, future enlightened people might shun works that were created by meat eaters. And you don’t even need to be a prominent figure to worry about this. Those who have children and expect to be known to their descendants in the far future would probably rather be an inspiration to their great-great-great grandchildren than an unfortunate blotch in their family history.

However, if you don’t care about doing anything that can be identified with you later—if you expect to be just one more blurred out face in an anonymous mass of past immoral people—you may not need to worry about future judgment. You can't seriously fret about your statue being ripped down by idealistic future teens if you never expect to be enshrined in the first place.

Then again, this is assuming that past and future generations will only be colliding in each other’s imaginations. The possibility of leaping the border between past and future raises ominous possibilities. We should not want to be on the wrong side of history if we actually find ourselves in the hands of our future judges. That could happen if cryogenics becomes more popular, we all sign up to have our bodies frozen, and future people develop the skills and motivation to revive us. (This is assuming humans develop the technology to do this before artificial general intelligence is developed, which the people I’ve talked to lately think is extremely unlikely!) 

Depending on how strongly future enlightened people feel about our misdeeds, one of their motives might be to make us suffer for the things we did that future people think are wrong, but which seemed fine or at least excusable to many of us here. If we assume cryonics without AGI is possible, and that future people could have a retributionist streak, then waking up in the distant future could leave us subject to more than disparaging thoughts. Pretend Benjamin Franklin had invented cryogenic preservation around 1781 or so, and imagine the almost absurd naiveté of a brutal slave owner climbing into one of these rudimentary cryogenic tanks around 1861, eager to be revived and welcomed by the future Confederate States of America. We could similarly imagine a Nazi official freezing himself at the peak of Nazi Germany’s power. What would become of such people if the technology existed to revive them now? Would either of them be excused for being products of their time who were not morally responsible for their actions, and if so, should we expect future people to have the same accepting attitude toward us? 

A counterargument to this worry is that we can safely assume future people who could revive cryogenically frozen people will be enlightened enough to not believe in free will, or to at least not believe in retributive justice, and this would see no point in punishing us—and would certainly see no point in thawing people from the unethical past in order to punish them. However, if we expect future people to hold such beliefs, then we should also not expect them to judge us at all. If we think future people will judge us, we can’t really assume future enlightenment takes the form of friendly understanding and education. Perhaps those who get frozen should not be too surprised to wake up in a tiny cage resembling the miserable conditions of the animals they ate, or even in a simulation in which they are a factory farmed animal and are tortured and slaughtered again and again until they’ve suffered as much as every single animal they ever ate.

But this is just a concern for those who intend to freeze their bodies at death, and even then, only if there’s any reason to believe cryonics works and that we might expect humans rather than benevolent AI to revive the unethical frozen. There are far more people who don’t want to wake up in the future, and simply hope their reputations transcend their deaths. How much should they care about future thought pieces on their moral fortitude? 

The answer, I think, partially depends on the amount of overlap we expect between future values and our own.

The dominant narrative about enlightened future people implies they are much more altruistic, cooperative and empathetic than we are, they are pretty much unified in their progressive views, and these views are static across all future generations after a certain point. I've never heard anyone say, "Future generations will look back with horror at those of us who were against mass incarceration," or "Some people in the future will think we were awful for eating meat, some of them will not care either way, and others will like that we ate meat—and the percentages of people with these contrasting opinions will vary between the generations." It’s also usually implied that future people will share our basic values. We don't fall short by having the wrong values, but by not being consistent and principled about our values. What distinguishes future enlightened people is that they are more principled and consistent about certain already-existing values than we are. 

If we accept all this, we should generally look backward with smug self-satisfaction and disgust before looking toward the future with embarrassment and self-reproach—and anyone determined to avoid future scorn should amp up the selflessness.

Yet aligning our actions with a hyper-progressive future may be trickier than it sounds. Those who warn about a widespread misalignment between present and future ethics generally have specific policy suggestions in mind, like going vegan. But again, these generally reflect the views of the people making these prescriptions, and don't necessarily rely on good evidence about what future people will do. Future people might think we should have been more altruistic, but what sort of altruists will they prefer? Utilitarian-style altruists who mathematically increase the good in the world while trying to ignore nudges from empathic emotions, or more passion-driven altruists who care for those around them? (”The first one!” Maybe!)

We should also consider that future values might not be unified, or might look wildly different from our own. After all, Confederate leaders and soldiers should be a definitive case of wrong-side-of-history infamy, yet many people today fight to keep their statues up, even in the wake of white nationalist violence. Plenty of current people do not think less of the founding fathers for owning slaves, and some people respect the confederate soldiers because they rebelled against the anti-slavery union. Whether we turn out to be on the wrong side of history could depend on which future people you ask.

Those who try to anticipate the values of the future don't give later generations much credit for originality, saddling the hypothetical future sages with ethical views already floating around today. But it's possible that future values will be totally at odds with our own. Perhaps future people will be upset for fairly obvious reasons, like that we sent way too much carbon and methane into the atmosphere. But maybe they'll be more upset that we binge-watched TV and threw parties and took some vacations instead of devoting our every waking hour to work. They might be outraged that parents generally took care of their own children instead of raising them in communities where biological parentage was irrelevant. They might think we were disgusting for having sex, or infantile for having an incest taboo, or misguided for thinking that life in prison is more humane than the death penalty.

The arc of the moral universe is long, and that may be all we can say about it. Concerns about enlightened future people assume later generations will look back on us with horror while we in contrast imagine our descendants with admiration or guilt. But if our values end up being drastically different from those of distant generations, shouldn't the cross-generational shuddering be mutual? Being on the right side of history just means fitting in with the majority of future people, morally, and we might want nothing to do with those creeps.

There could nevertheless be reasons to believe that some version of the hyper-progressive future is most likely. If so, this supports the normal discourse around future judgment in one sense and undermines it in another. What gets undermined if we can point to trends that make us confident in the near-inevitability of a vegan future, for instance, is a straightforward justification for future people to shake their heads in disappointment at those of us who eat meat now. If we can reliably predict that people in the future will be more ethical, we presumably expect it to be easier to be ethical—or more difficult to be unethical—down the road. If our descendants are more ethical because some combination of greater access to information, improvements in technology, genetic engineering, neurological interventions and cultural shifts help make their particular degree of selflessness possible, how much moral superiority credit should they really get?

In Carnage, technology plays a major role in creating an ethical divide between the enlightened vegan future and barbaric meat eating past. Activism, a vegan celebrity chef and ecological disasters convince a lot of British people to give up meat in the BBC’s speculative history, but it’s only when a scientist invents a device that translates animal thoughts into English—and animals use it to complain about being exploited—that farming animal is outlawed.

Humans may never invent a contraption that translates the neural flitterings of farm animals into English sentences like, “I’m not a cheese factory. I am a goat.” (The BBC imagined that given the chance to talk to us, animals would speak vegan meme-ese.) But there is one technology on the horizon that could make a significant dent in animal farming, and might even destroy it completely. This is the replicating of non-sentient animal cells into edible flesh, which makes it possible to create meat without creating nervous systems that will suffer and be destroyed. If producing meat this way eventually becomes sophisticated enough to parallel the tastes of the meats we’re used to, at around the same price or cheaper, it isn't absurd to imagine that pain-free meat could one day fully replace the meat we get from sentient animals, spelling the end for factory farming. This could end up being an anti-climactic, uninspiring end to factory farming that makes the future's claim to advanced rectitude more questionable, as philosopher Ben Bramble has worried. If later generations transition to near-universal veganism thanks to the help of a technological fix rather than through widespread sacrifice and a struggle for virtue, they could enjoy all the culinary pleasure we do without being complicit in animal suffering and death. But they would look ridiculous ranting about how despicable we were for killing animals for food as they chomped down on replicated animal flesh that is molecularly identical to the meat we can only get from animals because we exist in a less technologically adept time. They might believe they would never have eaten meat from tortured animals even if they had lived in earlier, less morally upright ages. But assuming they’ll have been raised in a culture with no tolerance for eating animals, and which had sacrifice-free alternatives, it's hard to see a solid basis for believing this. Future people can look back and see who amongst us fails their standards, but they can't know who amongst them would have met these standards if they had existed in another time. They might have done the same in our place, just as we might have done the same in theirs. As far as anyone knows, they’re better than us purely from luck of birth.

So... should we care which side of history we’re on? 

At this point, I’ll put my cards on the table and admit that I don’t believe in posthumous harm. As long as your life and projects feel meaningful now, and you enjoy incorrectly imagining that you’ll be celebrated in the future, it doesn’t matter what people later think of you. Future people could hate the trappings of the someone you once were, ignoring the accomplishments of that former person for political or moral reasons, but once you die, what they are shunning is not you. It’s no one. At death, we each become yet another has-been—one of the trillions of non-existents who once had a short flash of consciousness and some degree of causal effect on others before being reduced to a story for the new crop of existents to use or discard however they like.

But even if this is right, cross-generational moral criticism may nevertheless be worthwhile. We don't change the past by condemning it, but judging ancestors can be a way of affirming our values that break with the past, re-asserting our commitment to new ideals and helping push those commitments into the future. And while we can't really know what people in the future will think about us, anticipating later views could inspire us to realize values we already aspire to. As we develop ourselves to get closer to future ideals, we potentially change what those future ideals become. If we’re determined to predict the future, we should predict the future we hope to see.

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2018-04(APR)-23rd--Monday--rain and wet & despair and up at 10pm.

2018-04(APR)-23rd--Monday--rain and wet & despair and up at 10pm

Woke up around 10:pm.

Quiet outsider it seems. NO illegal motrobikes tearing around (for now), no shithedas swappping riding on them all the time on the roads tearing about (for now), so far n unexplained 'noises' go on outisde (for now)......just the parade of damn jet planes flying over from Perth Airport taking off and flying over here.

I've fed poor Sam & Max their dry food and put then outside and went with them for their safety. A neighbour is in his kitchen with the light on but his eabid barking dog is not our frantically barking at any and anything and notthing. so poor Sam & poor Max weren't agitated to hell by that at least.

They got a little wet, but I was abel to towel tat dry on the one and only dog twoel that is left....the other towels have all becaue of Robert mysterioulsy vanished forever. Perhaps he used them so time back to scrub up the huge pool of my blood on the concrete slabs by teh back door when I was attacked and left a huge big thick pool of blood there before the amabulance took me to the hospitals? - I don't know because he never ever talks to me, he only talks to himself all the time constantly.

WHen I say a pool of blood, a do men a A BIG unbroken POOL OF BLOOD as large as the size of a mand chest or larger. Not just a few drips or spots.

And all that blood came out of ME.

I must have ben in shock. But I di remmeber thnking I should hve taken a photo of it at the time for proof becaue nobody believes me about anything.

Even my death I suspect I'mg oing to have to leave photo evidence about that will NOT be supressed or hidden to show that I'm dead as I feel that it may very well be as they try to sweep my death under the carpet forever as if my life counted for nothing, and anything I did or wished for counts for nothing, and anything I ever did good i life counts for nothing, as if my enture life counts for nothing......which it appears is the case very much so and it means absolutely nothing.....and probably never has and never will and I will bece notig and nobody will care......least of all dear Fliss whom I saved and love with all my heart and who has abandoned me to die in this hellhole..........when all I've ever wanted was to be her loving husband, get her to reconcile with her parents, and for all to be friends if not close friends then at least still friends parted by distance.

Not how it is now with me all alone, totally alone, more alone than if I was dead.

They say that to eperience your own death is like stepping into another room....well in my case it'll be like stepping into yet another empty room will it be?

No wonder there are so many lonely ghosts out in the spectral realms......or between realms waiting to be reborn again........

Ands still all the bastards and shitheads in this world carry on as they do regardless as if they are gods upon this earth. Pharaohs and rulers of olde under different terms now who don't give a shit about anyone or anything.

No wonder suicide rates worldwide are so high and rising no matter what they try to do to stop it all. Rates high for all ages, older, ordinary, young and child.

So....that's all I'll ever be one day too will it? - Just another number and mostly forgotten reference to being a living person? - It seems like that already.

And no contact with dearest Fliss, the dear woman I love and loved and protected and was going to marry and took care of when all others including her friends and family abandoed her to the wolves and then turned aroudn and blamed me ro all her woes when that was never ever never teh case at all........and so they have removed us far away from each other and destroyed me and kept us from all contact with each other. - What has become of poor dear Fliss? What has she been brainwashed into their believing? - Why have I not head from dear Fliss in all this time? - Has she had some severe physical calamity afflict her? - Has she had some severe mental calamity afflict her? - Or - Have they closeted her away somewhere and kept her in seclusion and isolation and non-communication somewhere whilst I here have had to exist in the depths of hell where criminals are indulged in their every whim and all other innocents suffer and nobody cares?

And dear Fliss sincerely promised me that she and I would be soon together.......and I believed her and I believed others when they said we would be soon together too soo.......

NOBODY TOLD THE TRUTH?

Will I die and be in an empty room afterwards waiting to be reborn?

I feel I am already dead and abandoned and alone. Poor dear Sam & dear Max also feel the same way. We few are just going-through-the-motions to others of being alive just for their benefits and to make them happy and feel they have some worth to their lives......as small as that might be..........

Poor Sam is sleeping and breathing heavily on the bed where dear Fliss once slept. The interior of this hovel is at the moment too-warm, a damn jet plane is coming in low over here to land at Perth Airport.

And I'm somehow supposed to get back to sleep....to go back to dreaming about being dead in a train carriage filled of dead souls and where the long train stops only let off those who are permitted to get off to be born by the unhuman overseers on the train........

And another damn jet plane flies off low over here from Perth Airport.......

MANY others have come and gone over this hellhole since my last blog entry. Just because I'm not here to state it, doesn't mean it doesn't go on.

Earlier, bepfore sunset, there was the now VERY RARE sounds of little twittering birds flitting about in the trees and bushes as they pssed through and played in the wet foliage and got drinks of water from them too and had a wash amongst the wet leaves......

All that I will miss when I'm dead........but nobody cares......Fliss doesn't care or is kept ignorant.......this coming from the dear gentle woman whom I love with all my heart and soul and she who absoluitely promised we would always stay in contact no matter what and would get back together again..........well that lasted until her parents attacked me vicioulsy and then sent a thug to contact me nd vicioulsy threaten me when I tried to explain EVERYTHING.......but it was all stuff they DID NOT WANT TO HEAR OR HAVE KNOWN....so they told me to kill myself...........the very things they were acussing me of was some of the same things I was always protecting dear Fliss herself from for so many years.........protecting her mightily and at great cost to my own soul.............

I'm tired of living. I'm tired of suffering. I'm tired of not being reunited with dear Fliss despite she and everyone promising us we would.

I'm tired of the rampant roaming crimials indulged beyond their wildest 'fun'.

I'm tired of the Police and authorities just giving up totally. Allowing toddlers to run around on roads in traffic and invade anyones yards and homes at will, to go around being destructive and pigs in the public streets, to cary on in utter madness until they get an icecream thrust into their mouths to shut their screaming up temporarily......

I'm tired of the playing all over the roads in traffic by shithedas who don't give a shit about their own miserable worthless lives, of innocent traffic constantly having to do bizarre things to avoiod running into and over such shitheads and fuckwits............

I'm tired of everyone being forced to move out of this area because of them all. Only to have yet more of THEM move in, get suported by nameless departments and trucks of stuff, worthless 'people' who are just like the scum has forced out the good people before them......

And they get everything done for them whilst honest people have to struggle greatly to do anything in their own, whilst also hightening their own home security and changing of living of home life in order not to fall victim to all the growing masses of shitheads and criminals of all ages.....

And people struggle with their own finances whilst the shits get everything and more served up on plate for them for free and yet STILL they demand more and more all the time because more and ALL is never enough.........

And self-serving politicians with their ugly facelifts show up now and again in the media saying how 'wonderful' all everything is and how there are 'great plans' just ahead but only as long as THEY are kept in power and have total control because any and everything else is not for you or ANYONE to know about so stop asking.

Aren't we all due for another big war soon? - Of big massive military engagement costing lives? And it's always portrayed as better when the more 'enemy's lives blasted away' and convenienetly hodden whilst all 'our' honourable 'servants of god and virtue' remain safe but still killing all the ungodly others of all ages, men women & children, is forced down our throats of acceptance as being 'good' and worthy and 'acceptible'........

All that's a distraction to the OTHER shit going on.........the ecoogical shit, the threats to wildlife and man alike, and environements, and ways of living which are highlighted as ways of dying to be trendy..........

Another plane has flown over this hellhole here.........

I've tried to have a cool drink of water out of the fridge.....it was warm........and the water our of the cold water tap was....warm..........

So I've ben reduced to drinking having filtered warm water from the fridge with filtered cold iceblocks in it which makes it somewhat passable to drink.......

Outside (I've just checked) it's about 25C (that's 77F), and it's been drizzling rain because the ground is all wet but there was no rain falling, it was just from just a rogue passing cloud. Inside this hovel it's 20C (68F) and all this is supposed to be 'cold' temperatures?

The weather radar loops show what looks like a pattern of birdshit rain has been spattered on a glass slide from high above, and like always it can never ever be trusted. If the world was underwater and they said there was a chance of rain falliing under the water everyone would accept that as thier accurate and true reading for that is the level of blind obedience to official weather forecasts to this hellhoel area which has little or no relevance to actual weather in any case.

I've long forgotten what it's like to live in a place where real weather and real weather reports actually have meaning and veracity.

Many years ago travellng with dear Fliss on the other side of Australia with her, she promised to sho me real snow because I've never seen real snow in all my life. We never did get to see that snow. So that's yet another thing I'll never see before I'm dead now, other than the 'snow' condensation I scrape out of a fridge freezer......

Maybe my dead body will have snow on it. That would be a joke upon me. A final one fitting to my shitty life.

I'm now going to have a tiny bit to eat and drink and take some pain masking pills and fool myself into going back to sleep........trying to sleep will be useless of course.....as it always is............

I'll give poor Sam & poor Max at least 'something' so they can share on the 'eating experience' so they don't feel left out and abandoned by me......

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I love you dear Fliss and want/wish to be with you just as you promsied me and us both. I hope you are well and safe and are being taken care of in a kind manner if that the state you are in, or if you are alone then please rememeber the promise you made to me and to yourself and so to God. - And if you are running with the herd and being brainwashed, just rememeber the herd if heading for the slaughterhouse and this lone poor lamb which is myself is all alone and waiting for you to let me know where to go, to die alone or to join you in the slaughterhouse. - Without being with you dear Fliss, poor Sam & Max are of course already in hell as am I. - To all kind others in this cruel world, I wish you luck and best wishes and kindness. - Never forget. - But always forgive.

And now my tumblr login shit is fucking me up again..................of course it's doing that right when I was going to go to post this, then try to have something to eat, then let poor Sam & poor Max outside with me between the rains, and then go to sleep in this hellhole.................

Hell never stops being hell and no part of hell ever lets up.........

It's 20 minutes to 1am as I try to post this....then go into the kitchen and so on......as planned to end a conscience life.........

[drjacquescoulardeau]

DAVID GREGORY – SEBASTIAN NEEDS A REAL JOB - 2016

 Don’t believe the author. It is not a funny book, even if it is at times hilarious. But it sure is a pleasant and attractive depicting of a millennial that is not able to find any footing in his society.

 But think how sad his life is, how low his lot is, how miserable his self-pity sounds, etc. He is fat and 32, which means nothing is not going to improve. It is strange because since he is living under the kitchen table it has to be – due to his middle age chubbiness – a very big kitchen table or he is telling us some tall tale. Frogs from a certain far away county definitely spring high and leap far. And what’s more he does not have a car. He has a bicycle but one tire is flat and he uses the girly bicycle of his mother. Speaking of his mother, he does not seem to have one any more since she died one day in her bathtub. It is dangerous to go to sleep in one’s bathtub, at least when there is water in it.

 He sure has a father who is a rogue and a beast. He forces him to sleep under the kitchen table and to go to church with him every Sunday. What’s more he spanks him with a paddle when necessary from his – the father’s – point of view. And he enjoys spilling anything he has under his hand or in his fingers onto the head of his son when he is still asleep under the table: honey or maple syrup as if he were a pancake, milk as if he were a bowl of cereals and anything else. Ketchup, why not, to turn the poor Sebastian into a bloody Dracula.

 Speaking of Sebastian, he of course has the proper name of this saint who was the outcast in his Roman Legion unit because he was a Catholic and he refused to service his officer or some of the men who all found him juicy and delicious. He will end up pierced by half a dozen arrows and left to bleed and die in the sunshine. That’s the lot of this poor modern times Sebastian; remember you all have your future written in your name.

 And that’s not all. He is totally demotivated in his life, working life I mean, though he has an MA probably in some fancy subject and he tries to blind us completely about his incompetence with some powerful catchphrases like Jesus who preached unconditional love “was killed by those he tried to love.” And his great modern mind enables him to set Harry Potter at the same level as Jesus Christ, both make miracles. Can you imagine HP equals JC? HP, an office printer, compared to JC, the Savior of these life and world?

 He manages to get fired from his job in some underpaying miserably rich catering fast food service that carries the divine name of Kangaroo, as if it were some simple friendly animal serving us fresh and wild meat and the boss is the only one who has the Australian touch because he uses the whiplash of the famous Kangaroo series every day, every minute even, with his enslaved employees. Then our Sebastian is under pressure from his girlfriend and his father to make something with himself and get a job. He tries everything and particularly sales and ends up trying to sell cell – stop stammering – phones in a derelict dilapidated neighborhood of his urban area.

 He fails totally and finally begs his old boss to take him back again on his Kangaroo. And that is the final mistake that can be committed, but not by Sabastian who already has many arrows in his quiver, arrows he has recuperated one after the other as they were shot at his vast body and as they pierced his triple layer of fat. The mistake was his boss’s because Sabastian managed to find his way, his light, his bliss in some moment of ecstatic enjoyment of his bath and his phantasmagoric “fly me to the moon” excitement.

 He found his way in the concept of union, not as unity, but as trade-union and he decides to unionized his co-worker and start a campaign for a decent minimum wage, normal benefits and acceptable working conditions and schedules. But a union all by itself is an easy waste of time. So he gets a Facebook page and a Twitter account and with the Internet he manages to create a lot of buzz in the airs and in the wings of the restaurant and to gather a lot of people in support of their initiative that takes off in no time and with social networks bosses are dead. It is well known. We all know how effective they can be since Trump was elected with them and by them. It is amazing how millennials can be experts at using these means and yet they are so dissatisfied and disorganized and demotivated, though they are NOT disciplined at all, in everything personal or professional.

Even Sabastian’s sex life was floating half way to the bottom of the river and sinking? Rock bottom in no time at all and he is simply let go by his girlfriend, dropped, dumped actually by her and it takes him some time to understand that love is not carnal fleshy meaty intercourse, between the amuse-gueules and the dessert as inter-course means in his mind, what comes between two courses on a menu. But he gets back to life when he has vomited his hangover in his bath and is saved by his father who finally tells him he loves him and he will never kick him out of the house, just under the table, you dog. Love is so difficult after all that only a few can have that pleasure that does not leak nor slobber nor drool from the mouth though it may spill some red blood on the floor when the confrontation with the boss becomes too intense.

 And that’s how this poor Sebastian finds his epiphany in social action. He has finally been able to “sell me this pen” (Ah! The dirty wolf of Wall street) to some public and he sold it a hefty price to his boss. His real job is a union. Some may find it a little bit passé, déjà-vu, ignis fatuus in a world of ever changing circumstances. But some basics are at times interesting even if they are funny. And with Trump and his cabinet of bi/millionaires we might need a lot more of these unions even if right now they support Trump, as if a blizzard could bring some beautiful roses to the wedding of water with fire.

 Dr. Jacques COULARDEAU

 ROBERT CLARK YOUNG – ONE OF THE GUYS – 1999

EVERYDAY SATANIC PERVERSION

 Robert Young has just published his first novel, One of the Guys. An amazing book. He tackles two American institutions and shows that they both are Satan incarnate. The first one is pornography. It has its adult bookstores, with cubicles and glory holes. It has its prostitution circuits and routes, where a woman, or a man, is nothing but either a piece of meat, or a cannibalistic customer.

 The tone of the author is there harsh, brutal, ruthless, and he shows how the money of the customers creates the customized goods those customers want and consume. Our sexual consumer's society reduces myriads of women and men, boys and girls to slavery, a degrading, alienating and neurotic slavery. A slavery of the body and of the mind to the most twisted phantasms of money-loaded customers, the form of the prostitution depending only on the amount of money the customer has and on the amount of money the prostitute of hustler can ambition to get.

 The second institution is essentially the US Navy, but also the US Armed Forces. There the book becomes a satire and is full of humor and irony, even if the subject is serious. He shows how these Armed Forces are divided in hostile and jealous corps. He shows how these Armed Forces are unfit for battle. He shows how these Armed Forces are totally based on alienating the free will of the soldiers or sailors in order for the officers to dominate them and manipulate them into doing what they are expected to do and do not need to understand.

To boost up the morale of the troops, those officers use methods that are un-human, and that represent some kind of cattle herding policy, reducing soldiers and sailors to nothing but animals that are sent to the slaughterhouse of a battle, filled with hatred, alcohol, cheap sex and a little bit of fake religion. What's more he shows how the whole network of US military bases in the world are nothing but a cobweb where young girls and boys are trapped by the dollar spiders for the only benefit of the soldiers, the sailors, and their officers.

 It is by providing these with that big perambulating brothel that US Armed Forces are able to perform their supposedly patriotic and humanistic duties. The hero is the constant proof of that absurdity of a system that creates evil in the name of good, though that good is nothing but the interests of a few powerful people who pull the strings, be they politicians or anyone who has some interest in providing those Armed Forces with goods, including the rotten dictators here and there who accept a village to be destroyed by a lost shell in maneuvers, provided a fair number of millions of dollars can fatten their bank accounts here and there in some paradise that is not lost at all, even if it is prospering on the hell in which millions of people are forced to live.

 So, in front of such a powerful book, we can forget about the fact that Miles, the hero, has officially died in a fire at the beginning of the book and reappears - resuscitates - at the end of the book, with no question asked.

Dr. Jacques COULARDEAU

#millennials #labor unions #sharky bosses