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And when she died, she died a Queen,
But lovely, was she? No! She was mean!

You're welcome.

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Okay? Fuck you.

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I will talk about the two times that I have attempted suicide. Perhaps I will talk about them in great detail. I really cannot postulate how long this is going to take to type.

The first time I attempted to commit suicide was in the October of 2007, while I was at the University of East Anglia (UEA) studying Finnish and French. The morning I attempted suicide, I woke up rather happy, because I had enjoyed a long sleep. I shared a room on the UEA campus with an English-Chinese guy called Kai. Great guy, really he is. I spoke to him that morning as I ate my breakfast. Then I told him that I was going to go for a walk. We said "See ya" to one another, and I left.

It was a nice day. I was wearing a gray teeshirt and corduroys, and the sun shone warmly on my arms. I was still very happy. But as I was walking towards some other halls of residence, I heard what I can only describe as a "loud voice". I remember very clearly, the voice said: "You can do it, you know! You can kill yourself!" In my head, lines from Schopenhauer's and Hume's essays, both called "On Suicide", appeared in my head.

The voice told me to commit suicide, and I was going to obey it. I walked towards the halls of residence. Near them was a balcony and a tall stone wall. The drop from the wall was significant: I can't quite approximate how high the wall was, but it was, certainly, enough to kill somebody, should somebody have fallen from it. The balcony was there to prevent people from falling from the stone wall onto the ground below.

I stood looking over the balcony. I did not know that anybody was nearby. I thought I was alone. I was shouting things such as "There is no God, no Devil, no Hell, no Heaven, no morality, no insight, no content, no purpose..." I suppose I came to "know" this, only through some sort of psychical intuition. (My, how Kantian!)

After I finished shouting, I was just about to throw myself over the stone wall when a UEA security guard grabbed my arm. The sonofabitch, he caught me completely by surprise. He took me to the UEA medical facility, where I met some people from the "Crisis Team". I thought it pointless; I have two big fears, which I think about and am conscious of every single day: 1) being made a fool of, and 2) not being clear in my communication. I feared both.

Well, later on that night I called my mother. I told her that I had attempted suicide. I'll leave it up to you to imagine the rest... Anyway, much later, I was diagnosed with schizophrenia and depression.

I could not continue with my studies, so I left the university. I intend to return in the September of 2008. I hope I will be feeling well enough to return.

The second time I attempted to commit suicide was in January of 2008. I suppose I am lucky. I have an extremely rich family. No, I'm not making that up. We have a very large house, nice car, and we take expensive holidays. I suppose, to use the old adage, that some would die for a lifestyle like that...

What does that have to do with anything? Well, as some of you will be aware (I wrote about it in a Journal of mine on dA), I left home for a few weeks, living on the streets. I returned home at the end of that time, and my mother sorted me out an apartment. She knows the owner, you understand, and it's only a temporary measure, until the September of 2008.

I like the apartment. It's big, spacious. It has a bedroom, bathroom, hallway, and kitchen.

One night when I was in my apartment, I fell into a deep depression. I promised myself that if my depression did not clear in two days' time, I would bus into the city and buy drugs, and take them, along with the medication I was already taking. The depression did not clear, so I kept my promise. I spent about £60 on pills.

I took them back to my apartment, and promised myself that if I didn't feel better within a day, I would take them. I didn't feel better within a day, so one evening, I undressed, put on the clothes I sleep in, and took a cocktail of drugs. Then, with the drugs in my system, I wrote a brief suicide note, which read something along the lines of:

"I owe Dainis some money. Please repay him. I'm sorry. I failed."

Then I left the note outside my bedroom door, went into my bedroom, closed the door behind me, and got into bed. Among the many pills I had taken were sleeping pills. It didn't take me long to fall asleep.

I felt awful when I woke up. I felt awful, not because I had a headache or anything like that, but because of what I had done. I believe, along with Szasz, that the right to life is the most fundamental right of all, and that quite clearly involves the right to take that life. But... ]]> !Morologus-Es http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/16957946/ http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/16957946/ Tue, 19 Feb 2008 07:33:59 PST

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... that is all.

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Homosexuality IS a sin. A sin, in Christianity, is a transgression of God's will. Homosexuality, being such a transgression, is therefore a sin, according to the Christian faith.

However! It does not follow whence that non-Christians should agree that the act is WRONG.

Some people... some people... would argue that you must be pretty damned important if God takes an interest in your sexlife...

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I'll be moving there in about three years' time. I love you, Canada.

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Below follows a conversation between and myself, regarding an idea of mine:

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Hey!
Ignore it.
(I wonder what it says...)
Well, it is your prerogative to read it, since it is addressed to you!
Well...
I...
... am working on an argument for the existence of GOD!
Holy fucking SHIT!!
RejectedDreams may have convinced me that there is a God.
YOU LIE!
Just something he said, rattled around in my brain like a bee in a honey-jar.
And I just worked on my argument.
If anything else.
But it's hard.
Ah, true.
But I need to type it up first.
Sure!
If I do, I postulate what has to be proven: existence.
Uh huh?
True.

So I just "assume" that such a thing is possible.
No!
I like Epimenides.
Mathematical philosophy.
Socrates is boring.
So I outline the paradox.
I figure that I cannot settle this on my own.
True.
That is why they are paradoxical.
But God is perfect.,
But...
God may not even use language.
But he KNOWS of language.
True.
And, being perfect, and all-knowing, his grip of languages is perfect.
I mean, for him, being incapable of making a rock too heavy to lift could just be a flaw of language.
As you state.
Well, I borrow from Wittgenstein: "philosophical problems arise due to misuse of language." That was Wittgenstein's idea. I borrowed it.
I applied it to paradoxes.
Well...
If you still wanna hear it?
But tell me...
Excellent, but I see a flaw.
You claim that because God is divine, we cannot truly understand him, and resort to paradox.
Yes.
One is human.
I know, but...
It means that you can't address the idea.
Because you are only human.
And you're begging the question, effectively.
Holy shit.
What?
You're right.
Really?!
Yes!
I need to figure this out some more!
I finally understand begging the question!

Dang!
Yay!
What?
You understand!

I R INTELIJENT LAWL
Wait.
No...
Doesn't matter.
I thought I had a solution.
What?
"Poof" -- in the wind.
I forgot it, anyway.
Don't worry.
Solution!
What?
You have a solution?
What is it?
At the beginning, you have to make it clear you are begging the question.
And work THROUGH THAT METHOD!
Beg the question to answer the question!
Because it's a paradox...
And GOD IS A PARADOX!
I see!
I can postulate as to the uncertainty of human knowledge, you mean?
And thenceforth argue?
Not just that...
But postulate as to the fact that to understand God...
One must beg the question.
Use it to your advantage!
I think that to understand ALL things, one must beg the question.
Exactly!
Begging the question is the path to God!

Yes!
Because God is an omnipotent being!
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I'm almost done... Okay, done.

I will, in the near future, submit it for you all to scrutinize.

That is all.

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"There is something great and terrible about suicide."

"No man should marry until he has studied anatomy and dissected at least one woman."

"To kill a relative of whom you are tired is something. But to inherit his property afterwards, that is genuine pleasure."

"Tempations can be got rid of."
"How?"
"By yielding to them."

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Balzac is the fucking shit. You can't deny it.

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I'm lonely.

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Go see him. Go comment on his work. And, more importantly, tell him that =Morologus-Es sent ya.

You know. =Morologus-Es. He who is sexy.

I haven't been blocked by him. I just want you to go see him. That's all. Some of my watchers already have done so, and have read his work "Evolution: Proven Wrong Again".

If you haven't, yet, then go do so. It's funny. Seriously. I thought I had mental problems, being a schizophrenic, etc...

Wait for nothing. Go. GO!

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The author of this book won a Nobel Prize.

Just sayin'.

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]]> !Morologus-Es http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/16782078/ http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/16782078/ Fri, 08 Feb 2008 09:13:31 PST , the Ambassador of Australia. But don't worry. I ain't, to use the vernacular, goan' tag anyone.

I will just write some random stuff about myself.

I suffer from schizophrenia and Asperger syndrome (a form of autism) and I have other psychological problems. I used to pretend I was the boyfriend of Harvey Glatman, an American serial killer. I would hug my pillow at night, and pretend that I was hugging Glatman. I was sexually abused by my sister. I have a superiority complex, and an inferiority complex (I suffer from something called "mixed affective state"). I have an interest in sociology and psychology. I adore philosophy. I am concerned with worldly success. I wish to destroy people's faith in religion. I view religion as one of the great evils of the world. I have a low opinion of human nature, but I adore the few friends that I have. I am a fan of The Rolling Stones, and I adore art. Politically, my opinions are essentially those of Hobbes' "Leviathan". Dostoyevsky is my favourite author, and Schopenhauer and Hobbes are my favourite philosophers. Wittgenstein was a genius. I enjoy eating meat, and I used to torture animals as a child. I would still do that if I could, even though the idea horrifies me. (The advantage of suffering from "mixed affective state" is that the above doesn't have to make sense.)

More to come later.

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... but I can't remember all 231 usernames!

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It comes from Descartes, a 17th century French philosopher who set out to doubt everything he possibly could doubt. For example, could he doubt that he was sitting at his table? Yes, he could: he could be dreaming about the experience in bed; or, he could be a madman having a delusion.

But one thing he could not doubt is that he existed. That is because he could not doubt if he did not exist. This led to his famous "cogito, ergo sum" argument; the argument of "je pense, donc je suis", or the "I think, therefore I am" argument.

That, folks, is Cartesian doubt.

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Latvia's where it's at.

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I fucking LOVE this philosopher!

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The Manifesto should contain strange and interesting sayings and aphorisms, puns, plays on language, artistic and novellian references, philosophical insights, humour, and [other] general bizareness!

I wrote a sentence -- "I would rather be Goryanchnikov, eating cockroach-infested cabbage soup, than be your lover" -- out of pure boredom. For those of you who don't know, Goryanchikov is the narrator of Dostoyevsky's "The House Of The Dead", which I bought quite recently from a quaint English bookstore.

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Some other sentences and phrases I have composed for the Manifesto include:

"The soul does not exist in nature; it is an invention of man. It is for this reason, that existence precedes essence."

"Property does not exist in a state of nature; property is to do with government, which should control its creation as it pleases."

"Everyday, we struggle to walk the tightrope of logic; we are more at home in madness."

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I would be interested to hear your contributions for the Manifesto, and would like to further discuss the putting-together of said Manifesto, which shall embrace human madness, creativity, thirst for life, and blind will!

Your insanity is depending on you to contribute, whatever form your contribution takes!

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That's all, folks. ^^

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Seriously.

But, thanks to all who contributed (you're bloody strange, if you keep coming to my humble page, which sucketh a great deal!). ^^

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-- alternative ending to Little Red Riding Hood. ^^

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I can't get no double negatives, either. But I love the Rolling Stones. Anyway, that's not important. What's important is that, being Vikings, you plunder the women and rape the villages... or something... and remember that, according to G.E. Moore and Bertrand Russell, clarity of expression is a virtue.

Leviticus states that if any man be found having [had] intercourse with a beast, he shall be burned alive, and the beast slain. Now, who else thinks that a little unfair to the beast? So much madness in the world!

St. Simone Stylites had a rope around his neck which his flesh grew around. He stood on one leg for a year, while his other was covered in sores and ulcers. His biographer, St. Anthony, put worms on him, and instructed them to "eat what God has given you". So I read, at any rate, in the pamphlet "20 Reasons to Abandon Christianity", which, for curious people, can be found by typing that phrase into a search engine.

Sartre was smartre than I am. But I don't give a fuck, because Sartre is now dead (died the year I was born, 1987... did I say 1987? Holy shit, I'm that old, my bones are half-dust!). I share a birthday with Fran Drescher (a bio of whom can be found on this very cute [link] right here), and in Soviet Russia, homework does YOU!!!

How can I sleep with all this happening?

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That's gay porn material. ^^

(And thus presently ends my intelligent output.)

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That's all I gotta say on the matter for now. ^^

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He's Canadian, or at least lives in Canada, and so is, by definition, awesome.

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"Scarred old slaver knows he's doin' alright,
You shoulda heard him just around midnight."

Folks, I'm represented by that scarred old slaver: I'm doin' alright.

Actually, I just submitted my work "WHY THE CONSCIENCE IS EVIL". I finished it weeks ago, but I've been making slight adjustments to it here and there.

My mother read the work before I made myself homeless. It didn't please her. She's a God-fearing woman, and she believes that God is people's conscience, and... Well, I don't really pay much attention when she's Godbothering me.

Let me know what you think to that work of mine, please.

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Why would I do that?

Folks, it’s old news around here that I’m mentally ill, although I don’t think I’ve spoken enough of the support that you guys, and my family, have given me. However, my father died when I was ten years old, so now I live with my mother. My mother, however, is trying to deal with something she doesn’t understand: the fact that I’m mentally ill.

I’ll try to elucidate [make clearer] the above paragraph.

My mother acknowledges that I’m mentally ill, and she believes that she understands what I’m going through. She, too, has been depressed, clinically depressed. [I spoke to my doctor, to request a sick note, and after briefly interviewing me, reckons that I have underlying depression.] My mother, though, fails to understand that depression not only isn’t choosy [she wonders how I can be depressed, given that I’ve had, according to her, such a “good life”], but that mental illness, even the same mental illness, affects people in different ways [while my mother acknowledges that I’m mentally ill, and while I share some of my symptoms with those that she suffered about twenty years ago, she fails to understand how I’m unable to help myself].

I tried to explain to her a huge fear of mine, my biggest fear, that of being perceived as stupid. It’s a fear that occupies a great deal of my time, a great deal of my thought, and it has an effect on everything that I do; she, however, doesn’t understand, and therefore, while she sympathizes, she is frustrated, too, because she believes that I’m suffering from the same mental illnesses that she suffered from twenty years ago, in the same way, and that therefore I ought to do what she did to get better, in order that I might get better myself.

I also tried to explain the crushing loneliness I feel; my nihilism; my philosophy; but nothing like that interests my mother. My mother has no time for philosophers, has no time for theories. She gets annoyed with me because I show little signs of being a part of the real world. I don’t understand why the world doesn’t go according to theory; I have a good THEORETICAL knowledge of the world – in fact, probably more so than most people – but I have bad PRACTICAL knowledge of the world, i.e. of the world as it really is.

Since my PRACTICAL knowledge of the world as it really is, is so bad, I’m essentially cut off from reality. I’m on the outside looking in, wishing that the world would conform to THEORY, of which I have plenty of knowledge; wishing that that be the case, so that my obsession, my preoccupation of being perceived as stupid will disappear. I can’t let that go, no matter how hard I try, and much to the chagrin, the annoyance, of my mother; and I’m finding it increasingly difficult to believe that people are so willing live their lives in a world that doesn’t go according to THEORY: not out of NECESSITY, but actually out of VOLITION.

I can’t live at home anymore. So I’ve made myself homeless. I’m going to be living on the cold streets for a few days. Maybe longer. Spending hours in the library. I've got some money, and a book, “History of Western Philosophy” by Russell. I’ve also brought a pencil and a notepad, so as to be able to keep a precise track of my thoughts. I also have my cellphone, so I can let my mother know how I’m getting on. If I’m get on, that is. In this mad, blind world.

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Teneo vos es, tamen quis sum? ("I know you are, but what am I?")

O, how I love Latin!

Update? Meh. I'm good. I believe I am close to answering a certain metaphysical conundrum: O, I love metaphysics! How I love metaphysicians!

I adore philosophers! Descartes, Spinoza, Locke, Hume, Schopenhauer, Santayana, Voltaire, Russell, James, Dewey, Nietzsche, Heraclitus, Parmenides, and more!

My favourite political philosopher is Hobbes. "Leviathan" is the greatest political book I've ever read. His theory of the State is incredibly modern, and so clear, so logical!

Who can I discuss philosophy with? Plenty. Metaphysics? Fain few. O, why are people so ignorant? (Being one, I don't know; O, the human-on-manity, to steal fellow dA user FuckTuesdays' expression... Sorry, Kevin, you know I love you, babe!)

What's your favourite read? Mine's "The System of Nature" by Baron D'Holbac. (It's nicknamed the "atheist's Bible": facetious, or what?)

Just remember: out of the impulse for self-preservation, men want freedom for themselves, and dominion over others, which leads to a "war of all against all", making life "nasty, brutish, and short". That is the reason men enter into social contracts... according to Hobbes, that is.

I love writing Journals. Mine are full of random yet useful information!

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(I'm not at all being facetious, here, either: I'm making of my fingers a V, not one indicative of peace, but the antithesis thereof; and, I am extending it, and its sentiments, to you.)

I need to rant. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Fuck, I've needed to rant since I was diagnosed a schizophrenic -- hell, since I was diagnosed an AUTISTIC! (If you can't remember, or weren't around to see, the Journal Entry I wrote for that, then fuck you, it was on dA's front page, it got over 300 comments, a record for one of my Journals, and I have really nothing to say to you who be uninformed of this)

You people suck. You're the suckiest bunch of suckers to ever suck. I love you people so much.

U.S. President George Bush can't go to the toilet without pissing on the front of his trousers. (Or, if you prefer, the front of his "pants".) Hitlery Clinton wants to be the President. Nixon's dead. O, a cruel world it is!

Fuck you. I'm mentally ill.

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By : How come Nixon is so damn sexy?

Answer: Nixon hated the Jews, the Blacks, and anybody from San Francisco. Who wouldn't find that sexy, now?


By : Does philosophy effect your thoughts more or your actions?

Answer: Hobbes attacks what is "vain philosophy", by which Aristotle is usually meant, in his "Leviathan". I think of myself as no vain philosopher. Schopenhauer said that aestheticism was the way to salvation, but was not an aesthetic himself. However, in Schopenhauer's analogy, we have no more reason to suspect a moral philosopher to be moral, than we do a painter of beautiful pictures to be beautiful. So, for Schopenhauer, in that respect at least, philosophy affected his actions more than his thoughts. I am a Kantian, in some respects, and also believe in the philosophy of Schopenhauer. I believe that the philosophy of others influences and affects my thoughts, whereas my own philosophy influences and affects my actions. For instance, upon discovering Hobbes' "Leviathan", Rousseau's "Social Contract", etc., these have profoundly influenced my thoughts. (I could go onto mind-body dualism, but Kant disproved Descartes in this respect, and I believe that's an antinomy-based question, which Buddha wouldn't answer when posed such questions by Vachagotta, for fear of disturbing that wandering aescetic even more.) I write philosophy for the same reason as Bacon wrote philosophy: a morbid preoccupation with worldly success.


By : Do you believe true freedom for all is ever obtainable?

Answer: I believe that we are always free to make choices. Take, for instance, being held up in a bank by armed robbers. You might think the cashier has no choice, he must just give the robbers the money. An existentialist, however, would argue that the cashier has in fact much freedom. He can make a run for it; he can attempt to fight the robbers; he can hand over the cash, of course; he can call for help; he can push the alarm; &tc, &tc. So, I believe, no situation is ever hopeless. Unless you mean by your question, do I believe that true POLITICAL freedom for all ever obtainable. If that be the case, then I shall state that Hitler was an outcome of Rousseau, and Churchill and Roosevelt, of Locke; and Rousseau, as Hobbes, liked governments. Rousseau's "Social Contract" defended totalitarian governments, and I hate it when Rousseau is described as democratic simply because he preferred simple people to great people. He preferred simple people because he liked being superior to them. I prefer simple people to great people for the very reason, and I would support the totalitarian state. Read Machiavelli's "Prince", Hobbes' "Leviathan", or Rousseau's "Social Contract" if you wanna know more.


By: : What's your favourite flavor of pie?

Answer: I like apple pie... but only when it tastes of roast beef.


By: : How are you going with your shrink?

Answer: I'm getting there. I'm finding the whole thing boring, because I have seen psychiatrists, and mental health workers, for most of my life. Same old routine. Having recently been diagnosed with schizophrenia, I feel at once relieved, since I have a label to that mass of chaos within me: yet, due to my admiration of and general agreement with Szasz, I feel bloody horrified at being labelled, too!


By: : What is it you desire most?

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Happy New Year, it ain't.

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I feel superior to you all. I have a knowledge of many things, and I could speak about Sartre, the subjunctive, and all manner of things forever, and leave you lost in the dirt with my knowledge.

And, yet, paradoxically, I feel so stupid compared to you all. I feel like you people suck. You do. You are all fucking losers. So why do I feel the need to be like you so much?

This, and much more, I am speaking to my psychiatrist about.

I have violent fantasies in which I kill people. Men and women, mostly: I don't kill children or babies. I don't generally kill the elderly, either. Mostly people my age. I'm so jealous of them. Yet, as I said: how many twenty year olds are interested in the subjunctive, let alone know what the subjunctive IS, let alone hav HEARD of it? O, I love that instance, so I have referenced it here a few times.

I like my fantasies. I take time to develop them. I torture people. I feel clever, and cool, and I have them when I am feeling stupid, or dumb. I have a voice in my head, a voice which tells me that I am doing everything wrong. Yet I have another voice, a voice which reminds me that I know a lot for my age.

Ugh. Whatever. I gotta go. I'll write some more later, probably. I'm a psychopath with a conscience: thus is the reason why, I really don't care what you think; but I would feel bad, nonetheless, for not sharing with you.

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Gorbless ye.

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6 notes.

198 Deviations.

Fuck, you guys have been busy during my relatively uneventful absence!

Thank you, guys, for your kind and encouraging words. I am getting better; I'm taking my medication; I'm attempting to read all the comments, though know that I will not do so soon; and, well, I write this on Dec. 24th...

... which means it shall be Christmas tomorrow, at the time o'this writing; and I wish you all a happy one, those who celebrate it on the 25th. (For some of my watchers, such as the Australians, celebrate Christmas on a different date.)

I personally hate Christmas, however. Wanna know why? I was abused by a man in a Santa suit one Christmas in my past. So, please, people: wish me NOT, a happy Christmas; but know that I do this, and at any rate, only to those who actually enjoy the holiday.

You people are sexy, but not as sexy as Richard Nixon...

... and , of course.

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Thank you all for your concern. Further update as and when I can, shall follow.

You people are sexy, but not as sexy as Nixon and

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Folks, I am leaving dA for awhile. I'm extremely ill. I have various severe mental health problems -- they are, in fact, EXTREMELY severe -- and I shall be taking time out from dA, and from my university, too, in the hope that I might recover in that intermittant time.

I will not be leaving dA forever. I shall return, even if that be sporadically; although if I do not return, then you shall know of a reason for which I shall not be here.

I will, if I do not have the occassion to do so beforehand, be back in September of 2008, when I will most likely re-start university. (Unless I can begin in January, in which case I shall speak to you all in the new year: although I, personally, doubt so.)

You people are sexy, but not as sexy as Richard Nixon.

Thank you all so very, very much,

From Jamie.

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This ad cost $500,000,000 of taxpayers' money.

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Thus spoke Nixon.

]]> !Morologus-Es http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/15907944/ http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/15907944/ Wed, 12 Dec 2007 18:24:29 PST 2. Christianity preys on the innocent. If Christian fear-mongering were directed solely at adults, it would be bad enough, but Christians routinely terrorize helpless children through grisly depictions of the endless horrors and suffering they’ll be subjected to if they don’t live good Christian lives. Christianity has darkened the early years of generation after generation of children, who have lived in terror of dying while in mortal sin and going to endless torment as a result. All of these children were trusting of adults, and they did not have the ability to analyze what they were being told; they were simply helpless victims, who, ironically, victimized following generations in the same manner that they themselves had been victimized. The nearly 2000 years of Christian terrorizing of children ranks as one of its greatest crimes. And it’s one that continues to this day.

As an example of Christianity’s cruel brainwashing of the innocent, consider this quotation from an officially approved, 19th-century Catholic children’s book (Tracts for Spiritual Reading, by Rev. J. Furniss, C.S.S.R.):


Look into this little prison. In the middle of it there is a boy, a young man. He is silent; despair is on him . . . His eyes are burning like two burning coals. Two long flames come out of his ears. His breathing is difficult. Sometimes he opens his mouth and breath of blazing fire rolls out of it. But listen! There is a sound just like that of a kettle boiling. Is it really a kettle which is boiling? No; then what is it? Hear what it is. The blood is boiling in the scalding veins of that boy. The brain is boiling and bubbling in his head. The marrow is boiling in his bones. Ask him why he is thus tormented. His answer is that when he was alive, his blood boiled to do very wicked things.
There are many similar passages in this book. Commenting on it, William Meagher, Vicar-General of Dublin, states in his Approbation:


"I have carefully read over this Little Volume for Children and have found nothing whatever in it contrary to the doctrines of the Holy Faith; but on the contrary, a great deal to charm, instruct and edify the youthful classes for whose benefit it has been written."
3. Christianity is based on dishonesty. The Christian appeal to fear, to cowardice, is an admission that the evidence supporting Christian beliefs is far from compelling. If the evidence were such that Christianity’s truth was immediately apparent to anyone who considered it, Christians—including those who wrote the Gospels—would feel no need to resort to the cheap tactic of using fear-inducing threats to inspire "belief." ("Lip service" is a more accurate term.) That the Christian clergy have been more than willing to accept such lip service (plus the dollars and obedience that go with it) in place of genuine belief, is an additional indictment of the basic dishonesty of Christianity.

How deep dishonesty runs in Christianity can be gauged by one of the most popular Christian arguments for belief in God: Pascal’s wager. This "wager" holds that it’s safer to "believe" in God (as if belief were volitional!) than not to believe, because God might exist, and if it does, it will save "believers" and condemn nonbelievers to hell after death. This is an appeal to pure cowardice. It has absolutely nothing to do with the search for truth. Instead, it’s an appeal to abandon honesty and intellectual integrity, and to pretend that lip service is the same thing as actual belief. If the patriarchal God of Christianity really exists, one wonders how it would judge the cowards and hypocrites who advance and bow to this particularly craven "wager."

4. Christianity is extremely egocentric. The deep egocentrism of Christianity is intimately tied to its reliance on fear. In addition to the fears of t... ]]> !Morologus-Es http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/15894162/ http://Morologus-Es.deviantart.com/journal/15894162/ Tue, 11 Dec 2007 18:08:36 PST [link]

Print it off, laminate, and then squirt.

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O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free, and the home of the brave?

2

On the shore, dimly seen thro’ the mist of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
’Tis the star-spangled banner! O long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

3

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner, in triumph doth wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

4

O thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war’s desolation!
Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the Heav’n-rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our Trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Nixon was a DAMN sexy President.

I on France.

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