Tag: writing

Theism II: On Divine Justice

I formally apologize to OC because I couldn’t track their name.

This is what I am trying to create: A brand new Philosophical current. Namely Theism.

Why? Because “I do what I must, because I can.”

This is another belief which I am willing to introduce: God’s sense of Justice.

You, as a critical thinker, may take it, leave it, modify it, contribute… Anything goes here (I literally called out on Google openly so…)

Here’s the real deal:

There is not just a Balance, Karma, Cosmic Equilibrium… Name it. Not only that, but, God also takes into considerstion experiences or circumstances which took you to your deed.

Divine Justice, may be Earthen or… Not.

Source: Family Guy 01×13.

https://youtu.be/-4TsR0FDm6k

–Craziest thing is I perhaps ain’t making it all up…

Definition of Microessay;

Yellow Eye Records.

Microessay: Writing genre belonging to essay, very brief, yet it may and must contain literary characteristics; and which, without providing arguments, expresses an idea, a thought, a feeling… Conducting the reader into a further thinking.

Example:

“American films

Taught me Nazis aren’t even real people.”

Which further meaning relies on dehumanization…

Shelter (Acid Rain)

A hut.

Here you have got to: A sheet roof in plain wilderness.

And it rains, it rains hard.

And it has leaks, and you are poorly covered.

Yet it isn’t the first time it rains.

You know it will stop.

But you can’t feel it will.

You cannot see through, all your sense says it won’t end.

You could get out, but the factory burnt.

And it’s raining acid..

You could get out, but the factory burned twenty years ago.

And acid rained.

It is nothing but water.

It only rains water.

Over you, just like over anyone else.

How is that special?

The factory burned twenty years ago,

And you still think it’s raining acid

You can’t get out of your own mind!

But the rain fades out, for that’s its law

And you, fool,

Who twenty years ago would’ve dance in the puddles,

In those of water, acid and fire,

That is the other extreme, which egoism would choose,

But which hurts even more those surronding you.

And it keeps on raining…

The factory burned.

The water is acid.

It will never end, it will never end…

But it does, for it’s its law.

Never because you,

Could have leaked out from self-deceit…

Writing Technique IV: Major Introspection

Shrooms. Edible. & Once.

Disclaimer: I am not doing public apology of drug use. Surrealists did. One of which I am.

The brain is plastic, the mind can recover from virtually anything. Do not be afraid. DO ensure you’ll come back, alive.

Weed, Shrooms, Acid, Absinthe (which sadly is the hardest to find), Datura (grows in a wasteland, can and may kill you…).

Ayahuasca… Which is legal by the way. Or not. Or who knows, does a cop even know what that is. Did I make it up? Did I dream it within an Ayahuasca dream…

No, seriously. I do not take drugs myself. I would admit if that was the case, but it isn’t.

I do my research on https://www.erowid.org/ , which is an open and reliable source on people sharing experiences with drug use, attempted suicide acts or made up stuff, which you, through use of reason, will be able to discriminate.

And here’s a principle of myself: Learn from everything. NO exceptions.

Thanks for reading.

Diabolic Advice [Breakin’ up with Myself]

[Introducing:]

\Ego\

/The Evil Dude/

    I was going to divide this in parts, perhaps nights. But, to me, this has been but a day, a real long day.

    Yes. We have spoken.

    /And that’s how you get the square root of pi/.

    \So you can square a circle\.

    /Yes, if you do the math/.

    \I didn’t really ask, so…\.

    /When people say jump, you say how high/.

    Notes were taken, heavy decisions were made.

    \Sure\.

    /Love is a tool, used to control others/.

    \”When people say jump, you say how high”\.

    /What about that?/.

    \That seems like love to me\.