The Secret Books

No one can truely write a book....

No one should read self pitty or reproach into the statement of the majesty of God, who with such exquisite irony granted me books and blindness at one touch.

A man sets himself the task of portraying the world. Over the years he fills a given surface with images of provinces and kingdoms, mountians, bays, ships, island, fish, rooms, insturments, heavenly bodies, horses and people. Shortly before he dies, he discoveres that this patient labyrinth of lines is a drawing of his own face.

A merger of flesh, silence, and the burning of annihilated stagnation...

It's Samhain. It is a time of Death, and the slow removal of the old, to make way for change, and rebirth. It is a time for the Hunt, it is a time for flesh, and blood, and the predatory nature. (Prodigy - [Fire (Edit)]). It is our time. My Steppin' Razor, my Merry Death, my Brothers, (Lucien, Matthew, Jormungand, and more) my Sisters (My MechAngel, my Griffin, my Hel, and more). All the ones i haven't forgotten, and all the ones i'll always know....
Today is our time, my brothers and sisters in hunting... My Pack, if you will. And i would very much like to share it, with all of you, in whatever small ways we can manage... We all have things going on, right now, and we all have the trappings and pit-falls of the Flesh.. Money, housing, drives... Etc.. But today is a day to be grateful for these things. To celebrate them, whichever of them you have. It is a wonderful day to die, if that happens to be in your plans... They'll all be happy to celebrate a transition... cause that's what today is... Transitional day. Meat to Spirit, Fire to Ashes... And that's the way it's supposed to be.
Welcome to Fall.
Today is a day of the Flesh. Eat some. Symbolically, or actually. Eat your lover [...], and declare it a sacrifice. The double entendre runs rampant. Use it, live it, respect it. If that's not your bag, if you don't like the day, or the message, then go out, eat candy, carve a gourd. You're still celebrating, in your own way, if only through the filters, and through the conditioning. Even for keeping us this much in your thoughts, we thank you... *Shows very white, blood-stained teeth* Oh, how we thank you...
I bought myself a steak, today, for religious purposes. I then dedicated it to everyone to whom i thought it should be, asked for well wishes, and best outcomes, and then i cooked it, and ate it. If i trusted it more, or had killed it myself, i would have eaten in raw, but it was from Kroger, so... You know how it goes... Now if i only had a nice blood wine... I guess a Coke'll have to do.
Political Activist type dreams... Drei Stern Rot to blame for that.... I'm going to go check on everyone else.... Oh the days shall be grand, indeed...
Until later..


Hunt well, all. Thank you for the words, brother wolf.

Tonight is the night of the hunt, the feast of the dead begins at dawn. Awake bretheren and rise. It is the time of the shadows again. Night, cold winter, time for the Long Night to come again.

"God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh."
- Voltaire

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This is so damned strange, I just have to put it up here.

Apocalypse Cow! In the most bizarre collaboration between the American Christian Right and ultraorthodox Jewish Zionists in Israel, Pentecostal minister and Georgia cattle farmer Clyde Lott has collaborated with the Temple Mount Institute of Jerusalem to breed a red heifer suitable for purifying the foundation of a rebuilt version of Solomon's Temple, which ultraorthodox Jews hope will lead to the coming of the Messiah. The problem is that the proposed site for the rebuilt temple is on the same site as the al-Aqsa mosque, the holiest site in Islam after Mecca and Medina. Some Zionist extremists in Israel have attempted to "solve" this problem by plotting to blow up the mosque, which doesn't exactly promote peace in the Middle East. And to think all of this could have been started by a cow that looks like it should have belonged in "the Horse of a Different Color" sequence in the Wizard of Oz!

..... cow of the new order.... four cowboys of the apocolypse....
WHERE'S THE BEEF

Seriously, the whole animal sacrifice thing is sort of the nice part about old testimate jews. Religion of the old days was about blood and power, plain and simple. Metaphorically, at least, the same is true today. Remember? The blood is the Life. There is a reason kosher slaughter involves draining the blood, and not just for health reasons.

Will I live to see the Temple rise again? Perhapse, out of the new shall arise the old... and out of the old, the even older.

Tonight is the End of Summer, the Feast of the Dead. Can you not think of anything more apropreate to be thinking?

Studio Ironcat L.L.C. - Life in Japan



A great little educational web comic, Life in Japan. And dig that hair!

Sick and tired

I used to wonder where I got my anxious personality from, until I started paying attention to my relatives behaviors. For example, this morning, I had a doc apointment at 10:00. I had my alarm set for 9:10, 20 min to leave, 30 min to get there, plenty of time. My mother calls me this morning at 8:30am to wake me up, telling me I should get up and get ready to go to the Doc.It is 3.7 miles from my house to 2001 Peachtree St. Somehow, my mother thought it would take me an hour to go less than 4 miles. Her reason: "its raining, and its Peachtree St." Riiiight.
Needless to say, when I got home from my doc apointment at 10:45, I called her, bitched at her, and then unpluged my phone and went back to sleep until 12:30.
To make matters worse, I'm fighting off some bug, so I'm all fevorish, and my throat hurts like hell. I need sleep. But I willed myself to come to classes today. Why, I don't know, but I did.
Sometimes, sometimes, I'm a glutton for punishment.