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LOVE meat, yet do not eat Disgusted by gay sex, yet pro gay rights. I'd like a housewife or off-grid hippy, yet supporting her any way I want to murder stupid people, yet tolerance, understanding and fun find me One dark inside, yet care and love prevail Be thyselve, they say... Nay, I cannot.. I am the "unreal" vegan I am the homofoob I am the sexist I am the arrogant bigot I am ! ... yet I love and I grow Bore heavy loads Given heart & soul Sought no crown ...still... There it bodes and bodes a darker hole As you look down Utopia needs darkness.. ..at least written down. - yours truly

I HATE my feelings not agreeing with my philosophy ... (Except for this hate) - yours truly

Imperfect Impaired Bore heavy loads Given heart & soul Sought no crown ...still... There it bodes and bodes a darker hole As you look down

They say we swam, then we crawled, then we walked. Strange, because one thing that life has showed me, we're still crawling ..out of slime, ..that doesn't let go. - yours truly

One that is not able to abandon anything, will fail to bring about any change. Something that I got from the anime "Attack on Titan". Found it very beautiful and I myself am not completely able to abandon anything..Working on it! I have in the past, but apparently it was not a permanent ability. (I think it's misplaced in the general ethics of the anime, more or less, but yeah..)

Life, the meaning thereof? God, 42, redemption, the hereafter..? First let's live & love and talk about it after.. Notes:  Humor intended! Nonetheless, the clue of the real meaning I aim for, lies in the same last phrase..  42, what? -> http://hitchhikers.wikia.com/wiki/42

I'm a buddhist & a nihilist, an empiricist & idealistic fantasist, a nerd & an anarchist, a thinker & a slapstick winker, a square & a dare, ... Putting people in a box IS being trapped inside a box!

For 5 months I wished to write a resistance version of " Let it be " from The Beatles , because every time I sing it, I feel there is something wrong with it *. First 5 months was a disaster! "The Doors" and "Curt Cobain" kept making me rape Mother Mary, and although that's strong language to start a resistance, it sounded a bit too wrong..This and other dead roads kept it to only 3 words all that time! :-) Today: All words came at once! YES! Chords are like the normal version, but I advice one change in vocals. See bottom. I hope you enjoy this version of "Let it be"! Let it (not just) be! When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Poison comes to me, urging me to drea-eam and let it be. And in my hour of wakings, she is standing right in front of me, shrieking words of authority: Let it be! Let us sleep, let us sleep, let us sheep, let us sheep, buying things of promise: Let it be. And we're the broken harted peo...

Poem from a woman to a porn-addicted man. After reading it, I wondered: What is porn-addiction? What is sex-addiction, in any form? Maybe I have that too?  Maybe porn itself ( at least in its current form ) is an addiction in se! It's so widespread and sex is used everywhere today. Mostly for selfish purposes. I resent it, but it's everywhere! I' don't think I'm influenced (much) by commercials -I even start to hate certain labels and companies because of the commercial- but I am influenced by sexy pictures and women! I don't want it (though something in me wants it obviously). At the same time it clashes with that theory, I believe(d) in, namely that (some kind of) porn makes some part of the unlucky male population less agressive and less otherwise unhappy.  I always believed that, and still do..kind of (Cfr. Japan) But even then, isn't it going too far? Anyone knows the movement " ' fight the new drug '" ? I didn't, until now. I...

I can't help myself but thinking I wrote something nice.  Is this narcissistic or is sharing a good thing? You tell me. This was a reaction on this article about (Star Wars) the "Force" at CERN: "CERN researchers confirm existence of the Force" My reaction: They are playing with the dark side. One day it will cost us all! (Both joke and not joke.) Non joke explanation, sci-fi style (Ode to Asimov & Clarke): Triljards of years from now, the race that finally became enlightened dug back in the past. In the past before several Bing Bangs happened. In the past were several universes evolved, but never became enlightened. In the past were all universes were destroyed and banged again. After long debate and hundreds of years of research, they finally discovered that Big Bangs -except the first one maybe, before which they could never gain any information- was nothing more than experiments from scientists trying to dig and dig, by the same natura...

Not yóur soldier. Peace is my directive. Dishonour my jacket and weapons, Dishonour is yours. .. .. And I fight for you too. - yours truly   All (diplomatically formed) comments welcome, especially interpretation(s).

Be yourself, everyone else is already taken. -Oscar Wilde

Volgend gedicht vond ik zo mooi dat ik dit wil bewaren en delen. Ik versta het wel telkens op een andere manier. Raar. Eerst denk ik aan rust en stilte in de geest te bereiken zonder afleidingen en niet toegeven aan teleurstelende lusten en op een andere manier genieten (het echte licht). Dan weer denk ik hetzelfde, maar door zich erin te smijten, door je ogen eraan te verblinden.. Soit, heeft alleszins een "Laat mij uit deze kooi" weerklank bij mij. Alle licht aan Besnij m’n ogen en bind ze aan het licht, ik wil staren naar wat me verblindt. Laat me zien waarheen ik vlucht: te veel vlees heeft mij gegeten en liefde bleek lucht. Vooral beroemd om haar geur. an. Doe mij lle licht aan. Stijn Vranken

Thank you Karel for expanding my dictionay up here! Karel, my nephew, has pointed me out the more exact meaning of a certain word. It's so important to me because I actually have been looking for a word to describe those people that I have always had an interest in, in the way that the result of their actions are a source of much suffering. The word is: Conformist conformists are those who attempt to comply with all societal norms , generally so as to not stand out in any way and hence be subject to potential ridicule or other social sanctions I needn't to point out that the source of this is: FEAR (once again)

If you ever doubt there aren't enough conspiracy theories, here is a nice one with a lot of truth inside and ...well,... why don't you have a look yourself. It ís quite a package though! But tehn again, reading, ... it is not so bad, you know ? ;-) Actually, you could see this as a free book !! (Even more actual ( ;-) ), it is only a chapter of a real book: " Lifting the veil: The sign of the Sword.. ".) I have printed it out myself on 2 pages/sheet of paper recto verso (=4 pages per sheet) and it results in 15 sheets only. Anyway, here it is: THE BROTHERHOOD AND MANUPILATION OF SOCIETY

John Perkins "Confessions of an Economic Hit Man" In my investigation of the World Bank (via internet, people's opionions, T.V.), I stumbled across this book of John Perkins (the author of "Confessions of an Economic Hit Man") (Thank you Franco to make me stumble). This made me think this often re-occuring thought to me: What can I believe ? Who tells the truth ? Certainly issues like censure, lying, fathers of wishes, frustrated wrong-waying people, etc... make it almost impossible to find out the truth. I feel like walking in a forest, trying to see the trees ánd the forest, then realizing I am blind and could be anywhere. If someone out there knows any way to find out any truth, or at least to narrow it all down to usefull probabilities, let me know and I'll put you as a candidate for a Nobel Prize.

Pilar, a new friend, has revived the ever lasting poem in me brain.  It remains there partly because of a disastrous trial of mine once, to improve my memory.   But it's a nice piece nevertheless. It's a poem that struck me as being simple, sooo true, yet ironic (or even sarcastic) in only 8 lines of text!!    Here it is:   The Four Ages of Man Yeats He with body waged a fight, But body won; it walks upright.   Then he struggled with the heart; Innocence and peace depart.   Then he struggled with the mind; His proud heart he left behind.   Now his wars on God begin; At stroke of midnight God shall win. Amazing is that I could as well project it on the life of á man as well as on the life of all mankind (through evolution and with the apocalypse at the end). Euh, no ... I do not believe in God, nor do I disbeleive It/Him/Her!!  I am just happy without needing to decide on it.