Apollyon appears out of nowhere to remove the head of Christianity – The Pilgrim’s Progress c. 1850 edition
“To hell with everything—if these words have been uttered only once, coldly, with full awareness of what they mean, history is justified and, with it, all of us.” – Emil Cioran
To everything be it a season, a time and place for beginnings and endings, with accord and enmities, as well as the space and degrees that fall in between, allowing for openness and restriction, including that which has yet to be seen, or has ever been. Emptiness and completion are opposites and the same—to say nothing of its flares that bloom within, without, and along its trailing flame. Oh we are the paths once tread. Our end is the beginning and each start an end.
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The negation of life has no aversion to strife. War remains king of us all. Some it makes slaves, others free, and eventually we learn to ‘see’ that there are gods and demons too. War happens to be the most natural state of affairs. The rich don’t hold any sway over us; in fact, it’s only because of the present system of things, the great deception, that they are able to thrive. They are but fat golden cows by which to feed the populous. It’s to those who possess power and know how to acquire it that breed militaries. At least the ‘powers that be’ destroy in order to create anew, which is in essence, nature’s way.
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Now should the gods empower me to lead the charge that would end all wars, then in the spirit of Cioran “I” would in fact be giving an emphatic yes to an endless hell, oh yeah! But on the contrary, if I were to become your dark messiah and take upon my soul all the conceit and wickedness that protrudes from your heart, then as a fool, an old man in the hill, shall be my appearance to you. Perhaps Nietzsche did well to embrace suffering as he did; he who can be said with sublime felicity was hated by all for the sake of truth, for whose name sake drowned himself in the world’s backwater of narcissism (your narcissism too) so as to break on through to the other side and show how poignantly stale your morality has become, your bitter sweet and overly yeasty homebrew.
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“The LORD is a jealous and avenging God; the LORD is avenging and full of wrath. The LORD takes vengeance on His foes and reserves wrath for His enemies.” – Nahum 1:2
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So if you really want me to side with this Lord God then you better get going and fully prepare your underground silos for at least a thousand years! And in the words of your Jesus, the god king who promised a new heaven and earth through the wrath and tribulation of the book of revelation: “Do not think that I came to bring peace on earth. I did not come to bring peace but a sword… And he who does not take his stake and follow after me is not worthy of me. He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for my sake will find it.” (Matt 10:34-39)
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One can almost feel the horns growing out of the skull of the medical cartel upon the thought that my ‘word’ might be genuine; bedevilling them in knowing they are unable to clasp me in their chains of pathology by way of their Demonic Spells of Maliciousness; i.e., their ever-so-masterfully devised DSM. Everybody knows high functioning psychopaths find their way into positions of authority and leadership by Fortuna, if not by an unnatural genius. God forbid that the Red Dragon should rise before his time or another Julius Caesar would dare to cross the Rubicon to cease power. How terrifying for a man of my lowly stature – the same height as Napoleon – to magically appear at the helm of America’s most secret inner Government with its entire military in the palm of my hand!
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“The day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night; in which the heavens shall pass away with a mighty and thunderous roar, and the elements shall melt with fervent heat [nuclear fusion], and the earth and everything done on it will be laid bare.” (2 Peter 3:10)
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Even more frightening would be to ‘see’ my wings expand, with each feather belonging to the most ancient houses stretching back to the Pharaohs, their sigils etched into my aboriginal bloodline awaiting the call to commence Armageddon. Even now their scourging hieroglyphics (which my ancestors have preserved) are tantalizing my dreams. Aw, yes, it is only a matter of time before the mysteries of the arcana are spoken aloud, uncovering the veil, and revealing the last remnants and most deadly of Pandora’s Box. If you were able to envision what is to be unleashed upon this earth, just like the Lord God you may want to destroy it as well. Bottoms up, it’s time to break the glass and light your cigar, for this ain’t no technological breakdown, oh no, this is the road to hell.
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Of course we are just pulling your leg, having a bit of literary fun as they say; obviously there is no way to lead people like sheep to the slaughter, even if we had another 100 years of programming the masses with (video games, cells, film, politics and mainstream media) would we be able to get even close to having everyone fall in line. So in the name of entertainment, which is what you are all dying for these days anyways, you can ‘count’ on me to gather the appointed number of humans to gladly go down into the underworld so that our Over Lords may feed upon them, thus preserve their immortality.
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“The god on the cross is a curse on life, a signpost to seek redemption from life; Dionysus cut to pieces is a promise of life: it will be eternally reborn and return again from destruction.” – Friedrich Nietzsche, The Will to Power (1052)
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After a thousand years or so, once the nuclear holocaust has removed all life forms from the face of the earth and nature has once again brought paradise back into full bloom, we shall emerge and begin anew! Again, again and again!! What blissful insanity and samsaric delights await us all!!! Life itself, its eternal fruitfulness and recurrence, creates torment, destruction, the will to annihilation, which ought to be acknowledged, evenly embraced and overseen by those of a higher nature; namely, the ubermensch (overman), in whom we joyfully have continuity in a world of absurdity, chaos and meaninglessness.
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So let us toast to those who are able to go beyond the good and evil constructs of reality; otherwise, we are fettered to an eternal simulation without meaning or purpose, similar in vain to an endless repetition of empty hallelujahs to a God that needs perpetual praise and worship in order to justify its existence, helplessly marred in despair by the sins (sims) of our forefathers (programmers) or forever in debt to the blood of his lamb. On that note, let us take our leave while we still can.
