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Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Death & Dismemberment by Definition






What if the drive to uncover all of the precious secrets of ancient cultures is an act of violence intended to strip them of their primal power with the machine guns of cultural anthropology and the aircraft bombers of satellite photography?



Man decodes the riddles of stoic gods as a means to his very own ends, which adorn him with the elusive crown of mastery. Everyone and everything outside of mastery is either a willing subject or a slave to it. Decoding is when the politically impotent bags the baddest bitch in the room for props and never calls her back. 


He is the serial killer who pompously postures himself as Prometheus with the torch of brutal insight in hand. No lamentations for the fallen robot in the resurrection of the real.

The true guardians of ancient genius are those who ultimately preserve the allure of its ancient secrets. They give us just enough information to be inspired by the brilliance of sleeping centuries without completely exposing its distant mystery.
After all, power is maintained through the conservation of energy and not in its total release. However powerless people always want to see something powerful completely decoded and disrobed. This is death and dismemberment at the hands of Definition.


Saturday, August 18, 2018

The Simulacra of Bio-Mysticism & The Orgasmic N!gga Time Bomb




Popular Black culture is like the Pornhub web portal that makes the whole world cum. Its ambassadors are Orgasm Inducing Organisms (OIO) who are more commonly known as “Black People.” These Black ambassadors are the disenfranchised ghetto occupants who make panties and thongs moist while facilitating flaring penile erections dripping with precious precum for golden goblets.


Many non-Black humans resent Orgasm Inducing Organisms while patronizing their romping shops of erotic pleasure. The OIO is despised by the haughty Homo Erectus. Still, the OIO will always exist, because they make the world cum hard. The global economy is fueled by creamy vaginal spasms and wild ejaculations of white-hot semen.


Within the context of this blog post, the Homo Erectus is not the familiar relic of Darwinian theories of evolution. Instead it is one who actively, or passively, supports the creation of simulacra. A simulacra is a caricature, an external representation of The Real that is falsely made to appear to be The Real.


The Homo Erectus is eager to stroke the object of its desire without truly penetrating the creamy core of allure. Lay back while I disrobe my thesis. I won’t hesitate to spill for the thrill.


Today, white soccer moms are twerking, Asian teenage boys are making trap music, middle aged white men are doing the dab, and pale-skinned Arabs are enthusiastically participating in the Keke Challenge. Hip Hop is just one expression of Black pop culture, and it is at the center of the larger world culture. Hip hop music is played in elite nightclubs, strip clubs,  commercials, television shows, movies, shopping malls and at sporting events. Hip hop slang is used in New York Times articles concerning global politics.


At some point, everyone has watched video pornography by choice, but many won’t talk about it simply because it made them cum. In like manner, the entire planet is immersed in some form of Black pop culture. However they may not make it a topic of conversation among Orgasm Inducing Organisms who shape and mold world culture by making everyone in the world cum. They do this through the arts of biomysticism that only organic Black bodies can practice.


The Homo Erectus breaking its silence would be like seeing the pornstar you regularly jerk off to in the street, walking up to them, and telling them to their face that you masturbate to their image on a regular basis. This would be uncomfortable for the indulger who normally sees the pornstar as a sexual fetish tool, a mere means to Get Off, like that classic Prince song.


Suddenly the direct encounter has the watcher entertaining the remote possibility that the pornstar isn’t just an empty husk for their personal pleasure, but an actual human being with complex feelings, thoughts, and other internal dynamics. No good.


Rather than face this inconvenient truth, the Homo Erectus hides its seething lust for the pornstar while in the pornstar’s immediate presence. They hold on to the simulacrum, the external vestiges of who the pornstar is, by interacting with them superficially and exclusively through pornographic web portals.


The Homo Erectus never penetrates the shell to get to the true core of the pornstar because the only thing they ever desired from the start was a superficial relationship with them, a simulacrum of intimacy. This aptly describes the relationship that many non-Blacks have with popular Black culture, most notably, through contemporary hip hop.


Racism is a violent resentment of ones projected homoerotic desires.  Rather than express this resentment towards the self, the hater transfers their hatred to The Other, the mysterious object of their desire. The Other is an OIO. The racist looks at the OIO and sees both the height of his inherent potential and that which he will never be at the same time. They love what makes them cum so they want to own it as a tangible possession for eternity, but they can’t.



The Homo Erectus, true to its  name, erects an entire civilization that is a projection of its  ideal self—a glossy superficial being completely empty inside. The racist aspires to become a living Simulacrum to capture his intangible prized possession within his own tangible being. Hence we have a nation of simulacrua, caricaturized ideals in the form of the nigga and the swagged out Homo Erectus.


TO BE CONTINUED...



Friday, August 10, 2018

Khonsu's Redemption: The Traveler has come






The Wave Function is the expressed ancestral memories of consolidated atomic particles coupled with all of their potential states of being from the near and distant future.



The past and future coalesce to create a single moment in time, which opens the portals of unlimited possibility, in the deepest recesses of your mind. This Quantum Singularity is represented by the serpent swallowing its own tail in Hermetic iconography.



Electrons, which are the receptive consorts of a single, central proton, are distinctly encoded with the latent potential of the entire atomic particle. The Wave Function transcends space-time by occupying the past, present, and future all at once.



These three essential ingredients form the broth of continuous movement that flavors the Trimurti of Brahma (The Creator), Vishnu (The Sustainer), and Shiva (The Destroyer) in India’s Vedic philosophy.



The icon that the global physics community uses to represent The Wave Function is what looks like the trident of the Greek god Poseidon. This three pronged fork alludes to the cycle of past, present, and future realities that The Wave Function occupies simultaneously.


Hellenic scholars will concede that the ancient Greeks borrowed mytho-poetic themes and concepts from North Africa and ancient India. This explains some of the inter-cultural fluidity we observe in their mutually shared symbols and the specific principles ascribed to them. The trident of Poseidon and the trishula of Shiva are one.

There are external hydrogen-based intelligences that stimulate the Wave Function in man. When a man activates The Wave Function within himself, we are observing him in The Flow State. If this Flow State lasts long enough, then he will generate his own Wave through the momentum he has gained incrementally over time.

Some onlookers will ride his wave, but his vigorous current will inevitably dissipate like impotent Avengers before Thanos’ bejeweled Infinity Gauntlet. The sands of time shall bury these forgotten castaways under motionless shores of mediocrity on deserted islands of meager destinies. The jeweled gauntlet of the lunar pathfinder are our priceless treasures of darkness.

The Man who is truly in the midst of his Flow State is not the Wave. He is the moon that modulates the rhythm of the ocean’s tide to generate Waves for other career Wave Riders. He is the cause, not the effect. He evokes strong emotions of lunacy from others, but does not experience these destabilizing emotions within the fibers of his own being.

Fools who don’t know any better will look at the surfers riding the crests of aquatic steeds and mistake the observable effect for the hidden cause because they only venerate what they see within the experiential seas of human endeavor. Meanwhile, the minority, an elect few, understand that the sublime, unassuming, pathfinder in the Air is generating waves for gnarly surfer dudes to ride.

These written lines are tidal waves of bioluminescent thought. Keep your eyes on the skies. The Traveler has come.