ONE RELIGION

One God.

Fuck tolerance. Fuck religious rights.

FUCK HOLY WARS.

We are all in this together. The only “right” is: we live.  

If we’re wrong, we’re all gonna die.

I ran into Trent Reznor so that I would see first hand what’s going wrong in this world.

It’s not about “you”.

It’s about US.

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I get the strangest feeling there are a few of us standing back here watching the rest of you make complete idiots of yourselves.

Carry on… 

I think maybe the only “message” the world needs right now is, “When you people get tired of dying and bleeding and wandering around looking for something that makes sense, let us know.”

OH….MY……GOD!!!!!

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/cenk-uygur/if-youre-a-christian-mu_b_9349.html 

This was by far the best part: 

“Jesus was a lunatic. God is not coming to your rescue. He hasn’t come to anyone’s rescue in thousands of years, including Jesus. Mohammed was a power hungry, scam artist and ruthless conqueror. Moses and Abraham were figments of the imagination of some long dead rabbi. He would probably laugh his ass off at all of you who still believe the fairytales he made up thousands of years ago. He probably wouldn’t even believe it if you told him.

Did I mention Judaism? The chosen people? Come on, get off it. People walk around in clothes from 18th century Russia, thinking they have been chosen by God when they look like a bunch of jackasses. I’m tired of all the deaths because we did not want to give offense. Orthodox Jews are wrong and ridiculous.”

I probably would have worded it a bit more elegantly – or maybe not – but the sentiment would have still been the same.

I want to have this man’s babies.

I’m going to post this not because I’m trying to antagonize anyone and not because I have any desire to argue about anything, but because sometimes we can’t see the truth about situations and ourselves – no matter how obvious those truths may be – until someone just comes right out and states it without any frills or sugar coating.

Trent? I know you have me blocked again. I know you aren’t letting my e-mails go through. I know you’ve gone back into “lockdown”, yet again.

The difference in all the other times and this time is that this time there is no, “When you decide to unblock me, I’ll start writing online again.” I’m done with the mood swings. I’m done trying to reason with and communicate with someone who simply will not listen to reason or communicate with me. And I’m done letting you have any control over who gets to read what I write.

The funny thing is that you aren’t censoring me. I can still say everything I wanted to say. But you are censoring you because you’re blocking anything I might say. You’re the one whose being controlled by this. Not me.

The people around you are also being censored by their refusal to stop letting you be “god” in here. And that’s fine. That’s their choice. If you’re the one they want to worship then so be it. Nothing I can do to change that.

As for the never ending stream of claims that there is something “wrong” with you or that you have ADD or are bipolar or whatever and that this is the reason you‘ve done the things you‘ve done, I want to point out something you said back a few years ago.

You were quoted in Huxley’s book as saying, “You mean I can treat people like shit and still get everything I want? Great!”

There is nothing wrong with you other than the fact that you made a conscious decision some years ago to be an asshole to people. It’s now several years later and as you’ve evidently surrounded yourself with people who were willing to be treated like shit as long as you were paying the tab, you’ve forgotten exactly how you got into a situation where no one who has any substance wants anything to do with you.

It’s very simple, Trent. People who have even the slightest bit of integrity or self esteem don’t hang out with people who shit on them day after day after day. The only people who want to be around assholes are either other assholes, or human trash.

I’m neither.

When you build a life where everything you have in it is based on money, it’s hard to have anything else that really means anything. And when you train yourself to believe that money can get you absolutely anything you want, you’re lying to yourself and setting yourself up to fail.

You have absolutely no idea of what to do in this situation, do you? It’s just not working out the way every other situation has in your life since you were about 20 years old, is it?

You finally found something that you cannot possibly – no matter what you’ve tried – control.

I no longer care how you come to terms with the mess you’ve made in your life. I no longer care what happens as a result of your selfish and immature decisions. I spent a long, long time writing to you and trying to get you to see what you were doing to yourself and you simply would not listen to me. You were too busy thinking you knew everything and too preoccupied with your games and your imaginary control. You would not stop to consider that maybe I was right when I told you over and over and over that you weren’t hurting me. Yes, some of the shit you pulled did hurt me at the time, but in the long run you were hurting you. And you were only hurting you.

It might have been different if you had actually admitted to yourself that the things you’ve done and the way you decided to be back when someone told you it was ok for you to shit on people were what was fucking up your life. But to this day you still haven’t done that. It’s just like John told me, “Trent’s life is everybody’s fault but his own.”

Not this time. This time everybody saw you do this to yourself. Everybody saw me and saw that I was trying to be good to you and help you and that I wasn’t after your money or what you could do for me. Everybody saw the truth this time, Trent.

You’re the only one buying your lie now. And I don’t even think it’s convincing you anymore.

Of course, you will see this as an attack on you. That’s how you always see it when somebody tells you something you don’t want to hear which, oddly enough is usually me and pretty much always the truth. I know exactly why you hate me and I know it’s because I wouldn’t simply shut the fuck up and let you have your imaginary world where everybody licks Trent’s ass and lets him shit on them and treats him like he’s some fragile little boy whose psyche was bruised when his mother left him almost 40 years ago.

You can shit on whoever you want to shit on, Trent. You can treat every single person in your life like shit and you can see them as toys and playthings and pets and garbage under your feet.

But you’re not going to treat me that way ever again. I put up with it for a long time not because I enjoyed being treated that way but because I knew I was strong enough to take anything you could dish out and still be ok in the end, and as it was obvious you needed some help not only for your own sake but the sake of anyone else who comes into contact with you, I did my best to try and help you. I sat in here with you for months and I wrote to you and tried to inspire you and tried to befriend you and yet you wanted no part of anything positive or that didn’t tear me and my life apart.

I am simply not dealing with you or your fucked up, spoiled, egotistical rock star way of seeing yourself and other people anymore. I did my best to help you but you enjoy being this way, so you can stay this way from now on.

I just don’t care anymore.

I’m sorry to anyone else in here who did want me to keep writing in here. But I’m not fighting anymore. I fought for four years to try and get through to you guys but you wouldn’t stand up for yourselves and make Trent stop censoring the information you receive. I’m sorry to Maynard and Danny and Chris and everybody else who probably had an interest in some of the things I was saying.

Maybe someday out there in the real world where things can operate the way they should we’ll get another chance. If not, then maybe the lesson for everyone involved was never stand by and let someone else treat another human being like shit because you never know what you might have gained from that person who was being “tortured” as you guys liked to put it.

Lockdown is over, Trent.

And so is your stupid, pointless game.

Danny? I’ll definitely see you out there somewhere. Thank you so much for everything you did and tried to do for me. It was very much appreciated and I honestly would not have made it through this without you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

See you soon.

Watch this, Popester…

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Now, what does this have to do with your little slip of the tongue?

They all mean the same damned thing. Every single word means “shirt”.

I’d be careful who I bash because you never know who you might really be slandering….

How can a man this powerful be this dumb?

http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20060917/ts_nm/pope_islam_dc

Dammit.

I could have stayed fat and depressed and hated myself and not had to get up and start sweating and being all sore and shit (lard don’t just fall off that ass, ya know?) and lived my life out as a bitter, overweight “could have been” and died a miserable old lady with too many cats.

But was I smart enough to let that happen? Noooooooooooooooooooooo………..I had to be “ambitious”. I had to decide I was going to change the world. 

Meh…..I was getting bored anyway.

Might as well get back to work on having a tight ass and writing shit that leaves people speechless.

Besides, maybe someday I’ll get to lick….erm….I mean meat…….I MEAN MEET….dammit!! Danny Carey of Tool.

He’s just purdy….. 

You want to know why we’re still in Iraq? We’re still in Iraq because one of the hardest things to do is to support something and then have to admit you were wrong to have done so.

It’s pride that makes us do this. We want to save face so we go ahead with really bad ideas rather than wising up and learning and moving past them.

I have a huge problem with pride. HUGE problem. Well, to be honest it’s getting smaller by the day because Someone is beating it out of me, not so I won’t make really stupid mistakes but so I won’t make stupid mistakes and then fail to go back and correct them.

The only true level of “perfection” a man can ever attain is the one where he (or she) never makes a mistake simply because even when he or she messes up, they at least learn from that mistake.

That’s the very best we can ever hope for as human beings. Not one of us will ever reach the point where we never fuck up.

Now, I can rationalize all day long as to why I do some of the things I do, especially in here. I can state that I’m hyper vigilant because of things in the past and I can claim all day long that no one can blame me for shoving people away before they’ve even had time to make their point.

But the truth is, I simply haven’t finished learning everything I was supposed to learn from all of this. And you know how when you’re new at a job you tend to screw up even more not because it’s particularly difficult work, but because you’re nervous about a foreign situation and new information?

That’s me. Don’t know where the time clock is and I don’t know if I can chew gum and I didn’t know to bring a lock so my purse wouldn’t get stolen.

I had a point to make…

I understand why He has a problem with the net. It’s a very valid concern and a huge problem as I think a lot of us have seen.

But after the knee jerk reaction I had this morning, and after settling down and listening to the things He’s told me to listen to, I can see the other side of the coin.

A lot of people accuse me of being too serious. And I can see why some would think that, especially people who only know me from online and who never see me doing the goofy shit I sometimes do in real life. (Most of the time unintentionally, in fact.)

But sometimes we’re supposed to take things seriously because some things are indeed serious. This is one of those things. And the odd thing is that it’s only been in the very recent past that I’ve even realized how serious it really is.

We don’t like to think about our own mortality, do we? No. I’m like a lot of you in that when something is too intense for me to deal with, I make a joke of it. I diffuse the situation with humor and laughter because there are times when in the back of my head I understand fully what’s going on.

It’s the front of my head, where my eyes and the other seats of my senses are that can’t take that much reality at one time.

Have you ever noticed how you can avoid some things for long periods of time if you simply don’t say them out loud or write them down? It’s almost like certain things aren’t real to us until one of our senses has actually been confronted with them.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

So anyway, I understood the problem with the net. I can see why it’s a dangerous thing for us and why He wants us to pull ourselves out of it.

What I wondered about – and what I was advised to do even though I shoved the advice away *sorry* – was why it couldn’t be used in a positive manner instead of abandoning it altogether. Now keep in mind that one of the reasons I’m so eager to down the net is for the same reason I’m so quick to down money. They’re very addictive and very dangerous and consume very quickly. Some things deserve hyper vigilance and those are two things that definitely do.

And so that’s what I asked. “Are we supposed to try and destroy the net (although I knew that probably wasn’t a feasible option until it’s too late for all of us…..which you have to admit sucks balls as far as a good plan is concerned…) or is there some other way we’re supposed to deal with this?”

It’s cheating if you turn the page. You have to simply ask the question and open the book.

Ezekiel, Chapter 3.

Basically Ez is being told that although he could have been sent to a place where no one understood him, the people there would have listened to him because they wouldn’t really understand what he was telling them. (“I‘m going to cut off your head and shit down your neck!” spoken in Italian isn‘t very threatening to someone who only speaks English, I would guess.) So instead of sending him somewhere where they spoke a different language, God sent Ez to Israel where they could understand him.

And so it was there – where they knew what he was saying – that the shit was gonna hit the fan.

He then goes on to explain to Ez that He’s sending him to Israel because the people there are “impudent and hardhearted”.

Sound like anybody we know?

You can read the rest of the chapter if you want. It’s all relevant to my question. Eerily so, as usual.

As for what to do about the net, verses 25-27 explain that since the people there are going to put bands on Ez and see him as a “reprover“ for they are a rebellious house” that God will make Ez mute (Don’t you guys wish? LOL) and that when Ez does speak, it will be only because God opens his mouth for him.

In other words, there’s only one “role” I’m supposed to play in here. And it’s not someone’s girlfriend or pet or toy.

Sorry guys……lol.

He then says (and this is the main problem I had with completely abandoning the net because I do know there are some people in here who are willing to and eager to listen and learn and become better people…..prophets…..whatever the fuck we are….we need a good name that doesn‘t make me gag on the taste of Communion wafers….) but anyway, He then says to do this and that whoever is willing to listen can listen and whoever isn’t willing to listen can just not hear Him.

It’s right there. Ezekiel 3.

First page I turned to.

Weird as shit when He does this stuff.

But I’m really glad He does cause I sure as hell wouldn’t be able to figure it out myself.

BTW, did anyone read that article about Chris Cornell of Audio Slave? (Is that one word or two?)

I like stories about people who get their shit together and figure out what really matters in life. Especially when it’s a Chris.

Or a John. Or a Daniel. A James.

A Michael.

Whatever…..

Gotta go listen for a while now.

Later.

If anyone had ever tried to tell me how different it would feel when I got to this point I wouldn’t have even had the frame of reference in which to understand what they were saying. You hear all that, “Be yourself” stuff and all the self acceptance because some guru tells you you’re ok malarky, but that advice doesn’t mean a thing until you actually do it.

There is so much freedom - a hell of a lot more than I would have ever thought was possible -in a state of mind where you’ve finally stopped wanting to be “cool” or “in” and instead genuinely want to just be who you are.  

It’s an “I don’t care” attitude that isn’t negative or uttered with a chip on your shoulder.

I may knock the end of my house out tonight and install more windows.

I’m not backing down. Not for money or friends or writing. Nothing. This is what He’s telling me to do and I’m going to do it His way.

Anyone who doesn’t like it can just deal the best they can.

http://big4.wordpress.com/

And as long as you refuse to come offline you are putting your world above His. It doesn’t matter how you rationalize it and it doesn’t matter if you like what you’re being told to do or not. When He’s telling you to do something He means for you to do that because He knows what’s best and would never tell you the wrong thing to do!

Arrogance is dangerous! Only a truly wise man knows how stupid he really is.