Are you concerned about God ripping you away from your earthly sin-embracing body and taking you to a boring “Salvation party” filled with Mormons?
Are you uneasy that 72 virgins might be an awful lot of bitching to deal with for the rest of eternity? Continue reading →
The Töad King is always right.
Fortunate coincidences are proof that the gods smile favorably on the Meädow.
We will love you because you will be one of us. You will be a beloved part of our family.
Never joke about the Meädow or the King.
The end will justify the means of all that we do.
If you think the King is seducing 14-year-old girls in the Meädow, he is in fact giving them spiritual lessons. Continue reading →
On individualism and Prometheus
Let these celebrations of reality encompass the manic spasms of a fucked up culture spiraling toward oblivion. May they be a final gasp for fresh air where there is none to be had.
Our mental environment has been overrun by the corporations. The all powerful media. There comes a point where we must ask ourselves, as a species, if we control corporations, or if they now control us? Let us return to the roots of reality and human existence.
Prometheus stole fire from the gods, and gave it to humanity. The gift of fire; the first of our technologies. This gift enabled the escape to individualism — humanity’s independence from the gods of nature.
For this, Zeus sentenced Prometheus to an eternity of avian torture: having his liver pecked out daily by a bird.
The seemingly equal omnipotency nowadays. The pervasive face of advertising and the media; the dead-eyed faces of models you see in print that all look so strangely similar. The creatures you are told to aspire to be. We are not one of them. We don’t want to be one of them. It is time to celebrate individualism without shame.
Now is the time of a new fight. Let us celebrate Prometheus’s sacrifice with liver damage and fire, and claim freedom from our new situationally imposed cultural overlords, these gods of our own making.
Töad Meädow. Possibly your last chance at true freedom within the psychic and physical landscapes that make up our fleeting reality.