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At first, I decided to leave it alone, but...

Hey, is that searchable?


LMNO
-doesn't feel like pawing through a copy to find a quote.

Hoops!


He's back!

These wre found in the "Or Kill Me" subforum, around page 20.  Plus or minus 3 pages or so is where most of the posts about the schism are.

This is something I wrote about the ELF/LDD:
Epistle 1
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=4020

From there, I tried to expound on it, with varying degrees of success.

Epistle 2
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=4180

Epistle 3
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=4298

Epistle 4
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=4369

Yeah, I was about to mention the ELF/LDD schism.  Unfortunately, that soon devolved into the Cookie-and-Pie Wars.  Lemme see if I can find the relevant rants.

[The Black Iron Prison]

The Black Iron Prison

Hey, kid.  Welcome to Prison.

You think you just woke up here one day, right?  Think again.  It was your whole life that brought you to this.  Fact is, you were born to be here.  Go ahead, look around.  I,Äôll be here when you get back.

Looks a little smaller than it is, don,Äôt it?  Sometimes, it doesn,Äôt even fell all that bad.  But still,Ķ You look through those bars, and you see all that you,Äôre missing.  Hopes.  Dreams.  What could-have-been.  Here, grab the bars, let me show you something.

Feel that?  That,Äôs all the books you,Äôve read.  And that entire wall over there is your adolescence.  Look up:  It,Äôs your DC collection.  The floor you woke up on?  Your parents.  Like I said, you were born to be here.  

I know, you,Äôre wondering why you feel trapped here, in your own life.  Why now, why today, can you see the bars of a Black Iron Prison that you made for yourself?  Because you stopped reacting, and took a couple of steps forward.  You though you could do what you wanted, you tried to be self reliant, and bang.  You smacked your head against the wall.

What,Äôs that?  Yeah.  That,Äôs when the claustrophobia sets in.  When you didn,Äôt know you were trapped, everything was fine.  But now that you know, you can see your entire, tired, monotonous life stretch out before you, trapped in these 4 walls, these 6 sides.  Breathe, kid.  It,Äôs just abject panic that you,Äôre feeling right now.  Some even say that this is what death feels like:  An unchanging life, immune and unfeeling to what you really want.

Look around you.  Look at these cold, black bars.  The colorless ceiling.  The hard ground.  That,Äôs your universe.  That,Äôs the world you,Äôre going to be living in for the rest of your life here in Prison.  You,Äôre going to live out your life in quiet desperation.  Or, not so quiet if you decide to take the rife/bell tower route.  Either way, long or short, it,Äôll feel the same.  Dead, unchanging.  

So, if you,Äôre interested, I,Äôd like to invite you to a jailbreak,Ķ

Just turn around.

Kinda amazing, huh?  I love to pull out a bible at parties & quote all that kind of stuff.

Ezikiel 23:20.


It's a classic.  And please to note the 23.

Somtimes, a person's best use is as an example to others.

In other words, sometimes the best thing to do to a cabbage is turn it into kimchi.

In a way, it's one of the most interesting books he's written, 'cuz it's a whodunnit involving James Joyce, Einstien, and Crowley.


Although, it still has that stream of conciousness/extreme bullshit ending.

I figure once you become devout, it's only a matter of degree.

After all, it's the same mentality, just amped up a bit.

I'm inclined to agree.

Theology is a fascinating subject.

I would recomend people actualy read the Bible, Torah, Koran.

Then study the tenets of Taoism and Bhuddism

Learn about Japan's Shinto faith and the native Australian Dreamtime.

Educate yourself on native American shamanism and study the legends of the Nordic Gods.

Then just compare them and see what you find.

Or you could read a few Joseph Cambpell/James Frazer books.



LMNO
-Did both.

That's gonna piss off the buddhists...

Love seems to be an empathic attachment to an object or person, where any hurt, damage, or injury that occurs to one causes mental and emotional pain to the other.

And, in a lesser sense, the same with pleasure.

The problem is, you're still feeding the System (tm).  The System (tm) doesn't care where your spirit is, if it can still use your body.

In other words, if that was the predominant mode of thought, Haiti would still be under French rule.