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2003-05-24-8:55 a.m.
Saturday, May 24
In Alleee's News
I have regressed. I am with my Mommy and my Daddy getting my act together so I can become a Canadian.
The thing is, it's not too bad, yet.
I am in Wenatchee, Washington, located about 250 miles northeast of Seattle. It is just east of the Cascade Mountain range, in a valley created by prehistoric floods.
I am wedged into a canyon up in the back hills where all the deer and critters are. There are farms all around us, and two million-dollar homes being built in the wilderness above us, in order to have the best view, and the worst brush fire disasters. And, I guess, a back yard full of Cougars so they can utilize their lawyer friends and sue the city. I think it's a local hobby or something.
There is a deck on two sides of the house with a lovely view of mountains and tress. There are no fewer than three bird feeders here that are constantly visited by quail. As I sit here, all I can hear are birds, three, four, five different kinds of birds. Quail have a very distinctive call..."ah aaaaah ah...ah aaaah ah...a aaah ah..."
The city is supposed to be known for apple orchards, and the red and Gold Delicious apple. But all I see around me are piles of dry, dead apple trees in the middle of brown fields. It's sad. all the orchards in town are gone. They all live in Manson, Soap Lake, and Malaga. What's here? Wal Mart and Shop Ko.
DVD Catch-Up
Road to Perdition (2002) was directed by Sam Mendes, who is responsible for the sublime American Beauty. As in Beauty, Road is about family and what lies beneath the facade. Unlike Beauty, Road doesn't quite let us in. I think this is entirely deliberate. One gets the sense that one should let Michael Sullivan pick up the pieces of his tragic, bloody life and try to be a kid.
I watched this movie feeling as though I were reading a graphic novel, and lo and behold, it was. It feels like a copy of Batman from the 1940's, only as dark as the eighties. The movie is all dark, rainy, gloomy. Yes, there is redemption. This is the main place where it departs from the genius of American Beauty: Where Beauty's redemption was universal, cosmic, Road came right from Disneyland. Maybe he did it because he was sorry for hurting us for an hour and a half.
There is a point here, a point I never hesitate to make as often as possible:
When stories make us feel sad, scared, or hurt, it is actually a good thing, even if we are kids. If you do not understand this, please sit and think about it until you do. And stop suing storytellers who emotionally move your kids. You are ruining it for the rest of us, you stupid idiots.
2003-05-22-10:19 a.m.
Thursday, May 22
I am back in Wenatchee for awhile, and I need a day or two to adapt. I will be back, maybe make shorter entries, but I will definitely be back, all right? So stop worrying.
2003-05-19-10:32 a.m.
Monday May 19
Where I exchange words with a craquepotte
I asked the man a few questions about the nature of his beliefs, and he got a little huffy. As my friend Brad always says,
"People who don't like their beliefs being laughed at shouldn't have such funny beliefs."
His stuff is in blue, mine is in black.
Darling,
Might I call you Muffin, or cupcake?
you should at least do your homework before asking questions.
I finished my homework: will you answer my questions now?
Earlier I wrote on this forum "... my apologies for some faults in the translations that may distort the meaning of the original - I am not a native English speaker." I also very clearly stated that you should NOT edit the texts from the shock-site,
Why do you call it a shock-site? It has no shock animation, and I'm certainly not shocked.
and recommended to familiarise yourself with elementary practices of the spiritual safety.
I recommend you familiarize yourself with this and this,
and maybe read
this
Ins
tead
Typical Russian paranormal stuff with sniffs of cultism. The good thing is I have already contacted some kind of "member," and I will be adding a page to
Insolitology.
Unfortunately, he
doesn't speak English.
So, well, I can "mess" with him."
Perhaps it is you who do not understand English. Did I say I do not speak English?!!? Do you have the guts to
apologize
for that and the rest of your evacuations?!?
Oh, my. *Casts Eyes Hellward* Well. I have to explain something. I have recently been forced to endure Western Medicine and many chemical, artificial hormones. I was in a very bad "fear place." I took "fear prisoners." I ate a lot of refined sugar, and performed a great deal of premarital sex, causing my balances to teeter.
As for my
"evacuations,"
well, I was quite blocked, due to the bad diet and pharmaceuticals. I am back on my high-fibre beet, cabbage, black bread, sour cream and vodka diet, and am ready to come at you from my love-spectrum once again.
I apologize for saying you couldn't speak english. I should have said you were merely challenged by english, and also the basic laws of the universe and reality.
You
decided to "get a page together on these idiots tout de suite." - how elegant!!? The quicker you understand the basics of spiritual safety practices, the better for you (and your relatives, friends, etc.)
Is that coming from your love spectrum, or from your scared rabbit defenses? We should always respond from the higher portions of our brains, the part, for you, nearest the point.
Not only you did not follow my advice to familiarise yourself with the consequences of undisciplined brain activity, but in your verbiage you for some reason have decided to spit on the helping hand. This is not a wise thing to do. For your own safety it is much better to see in every person a God and a Teacher.
Your God and Teacher (me) has spit on your helping hand, and she had her reasons, so she won't apologize for that. As far as my safety, am I in some kind of danger from a Bio-Robot Mafia that you have stashed in your basement, living on only blintzes with plenty of pot cheese? Sorry. I have deviated from my Love Place. My undiscliplined thinking could lead to disaster, such as....my placing godlike attributes on someone calling themselves a "guru" and following them blindly, because doubt comes from a place of fear, not love.
Materials from the shock-site are literary dressed true Cosmic Psychoenergyinformations and Earth's inhabitants have nothing to do with their creation. They are vital for their survival and will prolong lives to many people. I have mentioned many times why one should stick to the elementary spiritual safety practices. Please understand me, these are no jokes. You can fart around with some "freak" visiting the discussion board, but what shall you do when you meet an incarnated Buddha (enlightened person that is) with all the might of the Open Cosmos behind?!? It is much better to think positively (just in case). .
So, an Enlightened Person with all the "might" of the Open Cosmos behind it will appear before me and....
smite
me? In what way shall I be smote? Please Advise. I might like it.
Humans completely forgot all the rules of hospitality.
May I offer you some strong coffee and biscuits?
People acted the same way towards all the Prophets and Envoys of The Open Cosmos.
Everything always was going by a standard rolled pathway: tortures, insults, public scoffing, and for the dessert, usually, physical execution of the madman was served.
With chocolate syrup and rich table cream!
But the mystery of Christ will not repeat anymore.
And everybody who sowed the wind will reap the Storm. In doing so they will be helped by The Avatars, whos official
manifestation always starts from the destruction in the Working Void of everything unfit for evolution.
And the Trogdor will Burninate the Peasants until they are burned. And the Trogdor will smite the Kerreck, leaving all to Burnination. And everyone forgot about The Jesus, for he Existed Not, as His Fable was but a rumour that Got Out of Hand yet served well the Priests who wished to Burninate and Dominate the Peasants who practiced Undisciplined Thinking, or what I call, Independant or "Free" thinking. And also some who were Unfit for Evolution were Burned, but that happened about sixty years ago, a practice once beloved by Mother Russia but modernized for Western Europe.
The Laws of the Open Cosmos are Strict
But Just and Ruthless to its offenders.
I Swoon at the Massive Countenance of Thy Words! Amazingly, I am convinced! Did your Exhaulted Avatar teach you how to do that?
Me:
Anyone caught breaking the Law of Gravity around here receives Swift
but Just punishment. Usually they fall on their tuchuses.
Or are You a sergeant at arms, visiting punishment upon All Offenders?
Anyway, I asked you many questions which you cannot seem to bring yourself to answer. I was looking forward to them, and now I am disappointed. Why couldn't you look at it as a lesson from a teacher? All trials completed bring you More Wisdom. Perhaps you don't want that. It's too bad. I kind of wanted to know the yearly income and dietary habits of your guru, and perhaps his favorite color. Also, if he were a tree, what kind of tree would he be?
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