I hate people but love giant ugly concrete buildings.

"the world is a fine place and well worth fighting for."
"I agree with second part."

I'm not sure if I agree with either part. In order to create, we must not be afraid to destroy. Or in this case, to stand passively while destruction happens. Should that which is falling also be pushed? Do we need the god of our making to destroy the world? If so, do we also need a noah?

All is good with the world

All is good with the world. We will find peace in inebriation. If god exists, may he be just and bless us all. This is my plea and my prostration before the allmighty. Tbings sink and expand, but through it all justice remains constant. To think that I once thought I made a mistake.

the thing that explains poland more than anything else is that their written vodka recepies predate their written history by hundreds of years.

The individuals are almost always sacrificed for the stupidity and dellusions of the masses. Of course, most of them would do the same if anyone else were the target. What business of it is mine if the sheep kill one of their own?

K is right. The public is a beast. But how can we use thier beastial nature? We must, after all. Musn't we? What other options are there?

It is always easier to profit now and apologize in a hundred years.

I know exactly what you're going to think when you encounter certain stimuli. You're all so stupid. Such...disappointments. I

...and I know it cannot be otherwise! Because you are blood of our blood and flesh of our flesh!

No leader of any integrity wants to know what his secret police are doing. Nothing can be done about it anyway.

It is disapointing to me that I do not possess powerful secret knowledge. Instead, I can direct and explain, and perhaps command. How unjust it is to only be a puppeteer.

It is now readily apparent I need to be able to write in another language. This one has served almost all the purposes it can.

The Crime of All Great Writers

J'accuse!

you create a world that is much more real than the one we live in. It is vibrant and remarkable. If I cannot live in the world you have constructed I would just as soon soon not live at all.

A great leader can contain multitudes within himself, but the everday man cannot. This is most painful and most clear when exploring issues of national seperation.

The meaning behind the symbols.

There is, quite simply, none. It is not paint by the numbers. You have the paints and you assign the numbers.

Why does desiring human conact seem weak and pathetic to me?

sometimes I get drunk alone and eat animal crackers.

It's certainly no accident that the flags of yemen, syria, iraq, and egypt use imperial german colors.

It's very relevant to reference other systems. You test things. Be scientist, not a liar.

Other notes. Recitivism vs. reform.

It's absolutely amazing what humans have managed to extrapolate from nothing more than their own shadows flickering against the cave wall.

The sound of the book of life being firmly shut for the first and final time comes from this simple axiom: All our information comes from our fellow humans.

Demensions

Physics concerns me. By physics, I mean all matters having to do with the fundamental building blocks of what we call the universe. and how they work. Is the matter that I am made of "me" in any cosmic sense? After I'm converted into dirt (or less likely, ashes), do I have an ownership of that? I'm really only concerned with the brain. The rest of the dead body is garbage. When my brain decomposes and is turned into dirt, do any of those properties that defined myself still exist within it? Should that be kept in a jar or dispersed? Will I awake a subjective instant later, or am I facing eternity right now?

The only comfort I have is a lack of self love. I don't mean it in any dramatic sense. I'm not so repulsed by what I am individually as by what the maximum for human beings is. As much as I hate myself, I think I hate others more, with a few notable exceptions.

I don't want to live forever. I really don't. Only the panicked animal response, selected for and refined by my dna, craves eternal life and reproduction. This whole thing is, after all, an accident. Each and every human being behaves as if what they do at any given moment will in someway effect the end result. We quite literally live as if we're not going to die, even though it's a certainty beyond all certainties.

Don't get me wrong. I certainly sympathize with the Bolivarian revolution, it's just that he's making a lot of classic populist ('populist' is not meant to be a pejorative here.) mistakes. It's neccessary to secure foreign capital (or extract it from the peasantry as stalin did)

Chavez is from the left-wing military tradition of latin america.
(Which has a great deal of credibility, generally seen as being removed from party politics and leading the fight for national independence/honor/wealth. Of course, the right-wing military tradition has all of the same percieved attributes.)

He's clearly been taking some cues from castro in being flamboyant and dramatic. (see castro's "we who are about to die salute you" speech.)
And why not? It's popular, serves to draw the battle lines, and is frequently amusing. Of course, he'll still sell us his oil so we can keep our society going and we'll still buy his oil so he can keep his society going.

I feel absolutely prepared to say that I love this country unconditionally. Of course, Goebbels loved his family.

Little pig, sit down and let me tell you a tale.

The Buddhist and the Spammer

Make hundreds of thousands of dollars with no effort?
I do not want hundreds of thousands of dollars. Existence is suffering. Suffering is caused by desire.

Discover the eight fold path to destroy desire?

Repeat, repeat, repeat. Solzenyietzen re-wrote gulag archipeligo over a dozen times, in parts. What is my excuse?

A christian is in a constant state of sickness until death, to paraphrase K.
I am not a christian. So why must I follow the same path?


Do not worry, we are not leaving you.

Ah, but I am leaving you.

t0 list the last exchange of the other K.

The brothers through time, race, religion, and language.

I am saddened. I came expecting a fortress to infiltrate, conquer, or destroy. But all I found was a backward village. There is no war, there is no revolution, there is not even an enemy. There are huts in a desolate wasteland. There is nothing else. Not a single thing. My activities are limited to shooting my gun into the ground until I have only a single bullet left. I must, after all, save something for myself.

Call it what you will and do what must be done. But don't speak of it.

We are-excuse me, we can become an industrialized version of the aulstralian aborigines. That is to say, we can will ourselves out of existence. We can choose to reject this world. We can be the last our our kind. But we will not, because we don't know the option exists, and we don't know we should desire it.

you will find that you have many freedoms in any society if you can run fast enough.

once you understand that the foul taste of vodka is nothing more than rotten potatos, it grows on you so immensely that you feel that you could drown in a bathtub of it.

When you delegitimize the past, you challenge existing social structures. A large number of people are somewhat unhappy about the damaging effects history has on myth.

I am still undecided as to wether it is better to be destroyed from within or without. Once I have made my judgement though, it will determine what arc the rest of my life takes.

the nice thing about kidnapping people is that regardless of the complications, you don't have to be loney.

Turnabout is not fair play.

Look out the window and remember Chekov.

"Life does not cease to be funny when someone dies anymore than it ceases to be serious when someone laughs."

Perhaps life is not funny or serious. Perhaps it is randomness, madness, inanity, accidents. Every answer is another question. And I have all the answers.

At certain times throughout the year, my entire body becomes warm and I crave death.
At certain times throughout the year, my entire body becomes dead and I crave warmth.

Perhaps it is best to never settle old scores, as they only lead to new ones, and the level of grimness and atrocity rises. You are not right. No one is right. No one has ever been right.

Alle Serben müssen sterben!

We will have meat, we will have meat, we will kill all the croats.

A system of men and not laws. Or: Controlling the base passions

What matters most, what matters at all, that is to say the only thing that has ever mattered.... It is always the people, not the laws. Two nations sprang from an identical set of laws: The United States of America and the Confederate States of America.

Passing an international convention against genocide is worthless if the spineless cowards (or worse, the indifferent opportunists) at the highest levels of every government refuse to use the term genocide for what so very clearly is. People will always interpret and explain away all legal forms. What is required is a leadership and a populace that know the proper path. And they need to have the will to destroy those who try to deviate from it.

It is somewhat a shock to wake up one morning and realize that "privacy" is about to be an obsolete term. Take a look at google earth. That's just what's availible free, to the public. There's no reason the satellites can't be made more sophisticated, so much so as to track the movements of individual people, assuming they're not already capable of that.
The protection here is being boring. Most people have nothing to fear. They go an entire lifetime without doing a single thing that could be regarded as "suspicious". Someday, we will have to ask ourselves if the price for eliminating crime is simply too high in other respects. Someday soon.