Posts tagged ‘hope’

Crappy Birthday in June

Know a smoker? Hate the living crap out of that fucker? Want to gift him/her with the worst curse from Pandora’s box – false hope?


Lucky you! 

This cigarette case, with the hopeful message of survival, whilst containing suicide in small doses, is the perfect gift for this occasion. 
Crappy birthday,

A.

Tue 22nd March 2016

Again some people blew themselves up in an urban area killing innocent people.
Again it was done by people who did it because they have an infirority complex about their god.
Again.
Just like a few days ago (or was it a week already?) in Turkey.

Again.

Now I’m not particularly sad about people losing their lives, although it is a tragedy and the victims, survivors and relatives have my sympathy.
I’m not in fear or terror that some insecure lunatic with a bomb might blow himself up in my face.
I’m not even all that enraged that all this is still a thing in this day and age – what ever stupid and arbitrary scale of measuring time (a.k.a. caldender) you adhere to – although admittedly I do feel a sizeable amount of anger.

Mostly, I’m just disappointed.

We have discovered/proven fucking gravitational waves just now!
We have unlocked the once indivisble thing (the atom) and discovered that the stuff that makes it up (protons, neutrons and electrons), is made up of even smaller things (quarks, etc.).
We KNOW that evolution is a thing – we can see it on a day to day basis with germs and even pests that develop immunity to our pesticides and antibiotics.
We KNOW that the earth is a sphere (I know it’s a bit bumpy, but a newly minted billard ball has deeper cravices than anything the earth has to offer, so STFU), orbiting the sun, which is in turn oribiting the center of the galaxy, which in turn is but one of hundreds of thousands in the observable universe.
We know the big bang is a thing, and we know almost everything that happened in those first moments after it occured.
We have deciphered our genome, and we KNOW that we share 98.9% of our genes with our closest relative in the animal kingdom – the chimpanzee!
We have technologies that allow us to communicate with people on the other side of the planet as if they were in the room with us. We have devices that fit in our hands that can store more information and perform more calculations than what was necessary to land people on the fucking moon and bring them back a few days later.

And STILL!
STILL people kill each other based on some trivial shit such as skin color or the even more retarded thing to get upset about – INVISIBLE FRIENDS!

If god exists – and you morons keep insisting on that – he or she or it is not proud of any of you (or me). He/she/it is disappointed.
Once you die, none of you fuckers is going to heaven. You’ll go to the pearly gates, where you will be greeted by god, slowly shaking his/her/its head showing the utter disappointment in your conduct in life. (Whether you’re a radical religious nut, xenophobe or nationalist doesn’t matter.)
And off you go. He whisks you off to someplace else. Wherever that may be.

So no.
I am not mad.
I am not sad.
I am disappointed.

Here’s to hope that all these differenfes will be forgotten or overcome soon, and that our shithead politicians, religious leaders and economic leaders will either be burned publicly to make an example, so that we will stop bloodshed over NOTHING, and stop burning coal and oil while we can make electricity out of daylight and wind.
Maybe we can create a clean and sustainable future for ourselves, launch ourselves into space and spread out.
So we will survive the inevitable desaster that WILL one day smash into our planet potentially killing close to everything on the planet.

But that is the delusional hopes of a hopeless romantic and optimist, my realistic side tells me that the random GRB or stray asteroid wipingnus out would be a relief…

Take care,
B.

The golden stair…

…as we all know, negative energies like hatred and envy are assoicated with fire and heat.
So they ascend, being clenased by the golden stair, they condensate on top and descend down again as pure bliss, luck and joy!

That is why churches are so tall, in order to allow for the negativity of people to ascend, be cleansed and descend again, purified and clean. An Archangel told me as I channeled at the foot of these stairs.

Great fact, the stairs work at the top level of a building, like a penthouse, or in the open, and every other storey. On the upper most etage the negativity of all the other tendants ascends to you and spoils the atmosphere. Hence it is imperative to cleanse it. The great thing about stair-magick is that, if you stand at the foot of the stairs the only way is up, and they represent an invitiation to the forces above to come to you! Since the only way you can go from the top of stairs, is down.

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If you fell for this, you deserve being robbed of your money by frauds

Writing update 11.11.2014

Okay, here we go again.

•NaNoWriMo …  ish
Since I started early (on 27th Oct.), I’m not really participating. As mentioned before. But I am working on a bigger thing: Shadows of Mnarah. As mentioned before.
I have reached a point in the story that made me think of my fellow writer out there. Especially those participating in NaNoWriMo.
If you come to the same point as I have now, the point of utter doubt, relax.

Sit comfortably and think of the following things – “Deathbed, the bed that eats”, “Galaxy Invaders” – okay? Those are the weirdest, shittiest things I have ever seen.
Not just because of terrible effects, bad acting and so on. No. The story behind it, the story told – the brain comes to scrinching halt and needs to breathe.
Still.
The story got told. Someone wrote it, someone else read it. The reader thought it was so good it needed to be made into a film. Actors and staffs were hired, got the script and NO ONE brought the project to fall. They all went with it, and the films got made.
So, no matter how shitty you think your story is – there is always a chance. There is always hope.
Besides, your story is not that shitty. 😉

•Rings of Fate
Well…I have made a terrible mistake. I need to fire up an intro of sorts. After I finished the current episode of course. Yes, I took the brooding and urging ideas and let them out during my crisis of confidence in Mnarah, and let that out before my brain bursts out of my nose and ears…

Take care, and keep up the good work writers!
A.