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Friday, January 9

From Rachel..

SUBJECT: I have no answers, this is just a rant

New age hippyism IS bullshit. Founding the next religion will not solve the crisis of religion.
OF COURSE we are privy to information that will do little to solve the current crisis and much to occupy and distract our minds. Minds that might otherwise be a powerful tool to dismantle a tyrrinical system. Seriously, if the thinking involved in widely broadcast hippy crap actually WAS useful to US and dangerous to THEM it would be as highly classified as any of the government info they lock up in the Pent. It's like the soy edition of brain poison. Cosmetics for tofu lovers. Maybe disinformation tailor built to get those who strayed off path to grab a vegan snack. Maybe it's not even a conspiracy of disinfo, but it is certain that the top 2% of rich fucrs will not publicise ANYTHING that might be a threat to their system.
These dudes own the media. They decide what is broadcast. (I know this is obvious to you)

The truth is there is no truth. Truth seeking, questions lead not to answers but to more questions. History is told with bias and distorted through chinese whispers, the present is manipulated by media freaks to tell the appropriate storys. People on the micro are often dishonest with themselves and each other. Even when one is entirely truthful with themselves, their perspective is seperate from those around them, and relational to their own preconceptions- in this- even first hand information isn't good enough. So perhaps feelings are all we have that is true, but NO- mood altering substances bend even the most sacred of intuition. The beauty is THE TRUTH IS THERE IS NO TRUTH.

Now that we know that there is no truth-we can spend out time wisely on that which we BELIEVE. Belief is NOT truth, but isnstinctive knowing.

Knowing is not truth, but passion. Passion is the life of the soul.

On the same hand everything can be true in it's own right. Like time not being linear, space continues forever and truth can be both truth and a lie at once. All concepts unfathomable to the primative human mind. I BELIEVE the truth is too complex to bother with in this mortal life. Seeking truth is like second guessing god.
(HE's got a beard, no- 8 arms, he lives in the sky- no, SHE, )

Philosophy on such is important, sure. I BELIEVE god is GIAIA, mother Earth, but I don't claim this to be the truth. This is what I need to believe in order to exist within my own framework of understanding.

Like I need to believe that these are my hands typing, and this is the colour blue, blah blah. All we see and know is an illusion created by ourselves so that we have something to measure ourselves by, so that we can exist and function.

The truth is unimportant. Your beliefs are sacred.

Seek to strengthen or challenge your beliefs.

FUC the truth, it's a paradox. ---------------------------------

I don't know how much of the system is a conspiracy against decent will.

I wonder if it's just a feral weed out of control. A natural phenomena of circumstancial cancer, beginning with one simple action for chaos to play upon. We DO know that ferals can't move into a healthy system cos a healthy system is naturally braced to protect itself. It must first be DISTURBED by something outside of itself before the chance for weeds to take over presents itself. This works 4 the world as it does for the individual. Everything around operates on the same fractal patterns, I'm sure of it.

This cyopps(spelling?) (psy-ops -ed) fukr got to your faith Pablo-(what disturbed it first? Kryon? New age hippy bullshit? da world as we know it?)- You gotta pull the weeds out. Fuc it. You know what you believe so just believe what you know and run with it. The rest will take care of itself.---------- I know these are all just words...

Of course I have to evacuate the computer, just getting started too...

2 B continued...Rachel

Is this the truth?

SUBJECT: fact or fiction

Truth is a concept created by the human mind. It is the attempt to label something as finite when we know nothing is.

The human brain tries to measure things, this is how it concludes something to be true.
Yet we cannot measure the universe.

Space goes on forever.

How can the human fathom something to go on for eternity? Within it's own conceptual framework, things must have a beginning and an end... yet when trying to understand the cosmos we have to put that beginning and end within something, and that then within something else, so on forever.
Whilst we know there can be no end to it, we cannot create a working picture in our head of things going on and on and on indefinitely.

We could fuk out completely over this paradox, or accept that we ourselves have invented the word truth, and all it's conantations.

There is no truth, just life, the universe and everything. (42! - ed)

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Monday, January 5

"Any strategy to avoid suffering places your attention on suffering, with your attention on suffering, you will continue to suffer."

I like this quote.

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Welcome, to my new, exciting, 2004 blog!

WOW!

Nah, not really.. Umm, ok i gotta type some shit about what i did on the weekend before i forget i suppose, umm.. lemme see..

Ok Friday last week was shit, heaps busy at work, but after, got home and hung out, Alex and Nikki came over and brought a friend called Brooke, Al and Stixx and I were at home, we got pissed on Resch's beer and Mike's hard lemonade and a good time was had by all, we even had twister.

I must say, i was doubly impressed by the girls, to a point where i now respect them, and respect is a hard thing to gain from me these days. But yeah, i dunno, i guess God must've heard our "Send us some chicks that we dont know that are into good music and are good looking." request. Nice one God.

He's a funny guy, god, whatever he/it/she is or isn't. He seems to provide to our requests but in the most fucked up ways sometimes, like when we asked him to send some kids over and we got all the little homies hanging out and shit like that, it's like he goes "Ah, so you want that, ok.." and then he thinks of a way of giving it to us that is just twisted enough to be funny and not at all what we intended yet exactly what we asked for.. ahh.. yes, well it all makes sense somehow i suppose..

Oh, and I broke my bed, and no, there isn't a great story to that, tho i wish there was, however, the official story is that we had an orgy on my bed and that's why it broke. I broke my MP3 discman too, that sucked. Also, Austin also turned off our electricity with Jeff & Tims help during the night... an escalation of "House Wars" methinks, and one that will not be left unanswered...

Yaddi Yadda, Saturday we went to Bents Basin with Jeff and went Boating on a plastic Boat, stixx went in with his jeans and shirt and hat and sunnies, fool, but it was fun, but my throat hurts now from all the shit in the filthy water. After that, (oh by this point i was fucked, i'd barely slept and felt shit) we went to Jeffs and then to Sophias Party which wasn't anything special but was cool nonetheless and i got to see Stewart "Have you ever cum on your own face to see what it feels like?" Callashaw and Oscar. While i was there i ate some grapes and almonds and mago at the party and then i tripped out some more and i was spinning out bad by now, we went to Jeffs and i must've passed out, next day went home and finished tripping out. And i think that's it. Another weekend gone. Overall, i'd give it 3.5 stars out of 5, which is more than the average of 1.5.

Should i write more?.. I dunno, see, this blog has been pissing me off because now everyone i hang out with reads it, so i cant write shit like "Richards is the biggest cunt on earth" or "I know Jeff is gay because he told me" or "Adam shariff was molested when he was 5 months old" because they'll know about it and get back to me. Which sucks, this is meant to be my private personal private blog, for me and complete strangers only. So what do i do?..

I'd like to say i guess, that on Friday night, Al did well cuz he didnt try, and Stixx did shit cuz he tried, well that's one of the reasons why he didn't do well, another is his eagerness to fall into a box.

My motto from the night, which i think applies to many things in life is "If you try, You die".

Because... if you were really actually into something, or going for it, sure you'd be trying, but you wouldn't really be TRYING trying, wqould you? you're more just doing, and doing is what trying is trying to be, but just isnt cool enough to be able to. So don't be a tryer, be a doer!*

*Another thing that shits me about this blog, is that i sound like a knob at times, like some fucking motivational speaker jerk, but you all know i talk like this, and that i ramble shit, im not thinking about what i type, it just comes out, sometimes its wrong sometimes it right, this blog is merely a snapshot of what i feel/think at this exact moment, it is not the truth and it should not represent me as i am always subject to change, just like everything. There you go, that's my "Disclaimer"!

2004 feels fresh and new, looking forward to a free year, FREE, and i mean FREE, from anything past and anything restricting, which will be hard whilst i have a job but even harder without it. How stupid.

You guys should so fucking read "My Stuff to Read" and "An Unkempt Aardvark" i've got some wicked articles on those sites, and well worth reading, and i bet none of you have ever even been to them, well do it, if you have some spare time, especially you shazza!.