We are not the darkest ones. Here we stand, seemingly alone and for the most part proud, but under the self-inflicted delusion that we are the darkest. That's what the enemy would have us think; paint us as the monsters so that they aren't so.
We like blood. We hunger for violence. We crave desire and feeling and we thirst after those actions which link us to our true primal natures.
Cleverly, maliciously, the enemy has taught us to believe that these desires, urges and feelings are wrong and are something to be avoided or quenched and that to feel these feelings is an indication that something is wrong with us.
And what of the enemy? Surely those in power are right-hence the reason they are in power and we are not? Question authority; it's the way forwards. How did they get to power? Lies, propaganda and riding on others mistakes and misfortune helped. Selling out their core selves and ideals in order to achieve status of power and wealth.
They do it subtley; they make people afraid. They make people angry and they teach people to aim for fame anmd fortune and financial success. When the majority of society is aiming for these purely entrinsic goals the world gets colder, harsher; making it a more suitable playground for those in power to play in. People forget. People stop caring. They start to believe things like it's acceptable to walk over people and they give up their core beliefs in order to better themselves in "the real world". Don't you hate that term; "the real world"? What is the real world? Peception is reality is what I say. The enemy wants people to worship fame, fortune and financial success and wants to make these things important to the mass. If the mass looks up to these entrinsic values, if the mass believes that fame, fortune and money are important then the small minority groups become unimportant. Turkeys voting for christmas.
The enemy tells us that our true natures are wrong, though they don't acknowledge it is our true nature because how can nature be wrong? Rather, they tell us that is is abnormal, something to be feared, hated and locked away.
We are not the darkest ones. I may be violent, blood-thirsty, twisted and hungry, but I'm honest about it and in embracing my nature I satisfy it. Denying our true natures and painting them as something abnormal and sub-human only makes us crave it all the more; look at the mob rules, the gangs of drunken thugs or the rapists and peodophiles that prey on the weak. When we try to supress our natures and put up a pretence of civilised innocence we only manage to quieten our savage natures for a little while...and it leaks out in other areas of our lives. I don't hurt society with my beasts; those in power do enough of that for everyone.
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Friday, 15 October 2010
Thursday, 14 October 2010
Strength and Individualism
Okay so my rage feels like childish fury, spitting and angry and passionate and hot to touch -scalding- actually.
Tad brings home homework, about plants uses. And so we're doing about plant uses and I say "what about shamanism and how they use plants to do their "magic" and herbs and stuff?" Which, is valid...it IS a use of plants. Wolfie disagreed. He is into shamanism, he agrees with it, it's his belief system, yet so easily he can disregard it and say to Tad not to write it down...why not? Tad's seven. If we don't be the chanmge in our own worlds, then our own worlds will never change. If we deny what we believe, if we hide it to the kid if we hide it from the world then that's the same as being ashamed of it and the same as saying what we believe is wrong and we should not show it. Bull fucking shit. I'm not afraid to stand up and say "this is what I believe" and I never have been. Even as a kid. I was always the weird one I didn't even fit in with the alternative types because I'm so fucking socially inept and can't even fit in with any one group because I'm not any one thing. I'm a chav, a goth, a greb, a bum, an intellectual, an angry rage-filled violent grrl who wants to destroy and devour, a peace loving tree hugging hippy; I'm everything yet nothing but the one thing I am is loyal. Loyal to myself and loyal to my beliefs. If I give up on what I believe in if I distance myself from it or hide it then I may as well give up the fight. And yes it's lonely and yes it makes me ache from time to time because I don't fit in anywhere but it ain't so bad...I'm strong. Stronger than I can imagine, even, and that's not me being big headed. I want to teach my children to be strong like that also. I want them to know that no matter what, they should stand up for their own beliefs, even against me, even if and when they have different beliefs to mine. I want to teach them to be open minded and to know that what society derives as normal, isn't normal to all. I want to teach them the right levels of questioning and the right levels of acceptance. I'm not the best parent ever but for my kids? I AM the best mother they could ever get. I make mistakes. I fuck up. I shout and swear way too much and I tantrum too. But I say sorry, I move on, I grow from my experiences and THAT'S the important thing, that they see; everyone is human.
Tad brings home homework, about plants uses. And so we're doing about plant uses and I say "what about shamanism and how they use plants to do their "magic" and herbs and stuff?" Which, is valid...it IS a use of plants. Wolfie disagreed. He is into shamanism, he agrees with it, it's his belief system, yet so easily he can disregard it and say to Tad not to write it down...why not? Tad's seven. If we don't be the chanmge in our own worlds, then our own worlds will never change. If we deny what we believe, if we hide it to the kid if we hide it from the world then that's the same as being ashamed of it and the same as saying what we believe is wrong and we should not show it. Bull fucking shit. I'm not afraid to stand up and say "this is what I believe" and I never have been. Even as a kid. I was always the weird one I didn't even fit in with the alternative types because I'm so fucking socially inept and can't even fit in with any one group because I'm not any one thing. I'm a chav, a goth, a greb, a bum, an intellectual, an angry rage-filled violent grrl who wants to destroy and devour, a peace loving tree hugging hippy; I'm everything yet nothing but the one thing I am is loyal. Loyal to myself and loyal to my beliefs. If I give up on what I believe in if I distance myself from it or hide it then I may as well give up the fight. And yes it's lonely and yes it makes me ache from time to time because I don't fit in anywhere but it ain't so bad...I'm strong. Stronger than I can imagine, even, and that's not me being big headed. I want to teach my children to be strong like that also. I want them to know that no matter what, they should stand up for their own beliefs, even against me, even if and when they have different beliefs to mine. I want to teach them to be open minded and to know that what society derives as normal, isn't normal to all. I want to teach them the right levels of questioning and the right levels of acceptance. I'm not the best parent ever but for my kids? I AM the best mother they could ever get. I make mistakes. I fuck up. I shout and swear way too much and I tantrum too. But I say sorry, I move on, I grow from my experiences and THAT'S the important thing, that they see; everyone is human.
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