Insight.

I have spent years trying to seek out people that were of like mind and ideas of my own. It proved tricky when my ideas shifted as I eventually dumped most and kept moving on. My base is a turn table and it constantly evolves causing me to seek within myself what it is that I do not find outside. Recently, I have held a disgust for the things that I have participated in for the past couple of years. I have had no passion and so my writing and activity dwindled. Does not help that the winter wonderland outside of my door provides nothing but cold and barren wastelands that are typically beautiful any other time of year.

Last spring, I was released from the downtown hospital where I had spent several months dealing with a personal matter that turned into a horrid nightmare I still relive nearly a year ago today. It was when I left that I manage, with a few kicks in the ass, to realize the great strength in myself and the pulling of myself to something greater. I decided that I was going to look into buying a bike, getting more active and basically destroying everything around me that got into my way. 

25+ mile walks and biking trips, coloring the pavement with my effort and gaining more and more strength. I was never a weak person. I was never a stagnate person. I had disgust, still do, for those who lay around in a lazy stupor all the time. I held the same level of contempt for those who threw themselves in a literal wasteland and would barely take the time off to be sober long enough to catch up with the real world happenings. 

After awhile, I started relating to things that I had also held in contempt for a long time. I assumed that the front men of these ideas were the main ideas and if that was the case, I had no room in my life for them. I gave it a shot a couple years later and to this day keep it to myself. I have spoken very little about what I hold dear to myself in this journey or even why I choose to continue it. With some resemblance of hope, I carry on searching. Meanwhile, my partner decided to let me in on things that I had never known and I fell in love with the imagery, the ideas and the characters. 

With these images and stories, my fire was re-ignited and here I am again today. 

Shameful revolution.x

As a youngster, I was a handful. Hellbent on the destruction of everything around me and I was good at it. My biggest talent was taking something and throwing it into the flames. My talent for it made it more and more attractive to me as the days went on. As I grew up, I learned how to rope in these destructive desires and made room for it amongst my own arsenal.

The question of how useful anarchy and destruction is in the world in which we live in today can be simply split in two. Either it is completely impractical or it's usefulness is just drowned out by those claiming it is impractical. Coming across a conversation between two people I have spoken with personally before, it interested me to know that the one of the two I thought would be more prone to the idea of destruction and anarchy was actually against it all.

This person went on to say that it has no place in the world and that nothing was ever created by destroying things. Even though I don't normally make comments on people's blogs or ramblings, I had to reply. I feel as thought destruction has every right and usefulness in this world. Falling into a somewhat grey area, I submit to the idea that it is impractical but only because of the state of the world at large. Unfortunately, the more impractical for the world, the more the world seems to need it.

There is nothing I would love to see more than the tearing down of certain central governments and organizations and making them rebuild on the foundation that lay underneath their feet. Many have too long ago abandoned what they actually stood for and instead have traded themselves for the easier route.. force feeding the general public (YOU) things that they didn't even know they wanted but take because it must be right.

Riding in a car the other night, I had made mention that I am not a follower, only a leader. This being contradicted only by the fact that I want no followers of my own. What leader has no followers? My purpose serves only as a reminder to others that they have their own minds and they should probably think with them before it is too late. Alas, much of the populace is too far gone.

There will be those that disagree with me about destruction. They will instead harp on a new theory. Theory of manipulation. The idea that they can somehow change the world around them by the slip of the tongue and that eventually, eons from now, the world will be a more suitable place. I rally, instead, that we must acknowledge when it is time to learn and lay silent and when it is time to force feed them. Whether by word or weapon; as is anyone's right, regardless of country.

There will be those that will say that they will start the war, fan the flames or provide the match for the generation that will eventually pick up a book instead of a TV remote and they will see the beginning of the end. I say, this generation will NOT see the beginning of any start to an end. This world is not ready yet and there are not enough of this generation to start anything other than a collection of ideas to be passed down until it starts. You cannot manipulate your way through anything but your own life or maybe even small scale. Which is the point.

I wish not to control others but to have those others control themselves. I wish not to be controlled but to control and demand from myself for myself. This path that I have chosen will always be uphill because I demand it to be uphill. And you are not the new revolution... simply a means to someone's end in the arena of entertainment.

And another one bites the dust.x

In a recent announcement the Catholic pope has decided to drop his crown and walk out on his people. Claiming ill health and no longer having the ability to lead the Vatican to progression, he will resign on the 28th of this month. As I sit and peruse the web for information that, due to my busy schedule, has eluded me.. I have to chuckle. Understandably, the Catholic crowd is shaken by the seemingly just elected Pope's leaving. I'm sure there are those of you out there that are scrambling to your churches and praying that the position is filled in great haste.

It is a strange thing to do after 600 years of no one doing it. Usually a pope stays in marriage with his position until he eventually dies and is replaced by the next big representation of a man that gave up his entire life to god and good will. (And maybe a little boy every once in awhile.) The usual suspects mustering up their opinions and letting others in on what they really believe is causing this. Something is fishy but it's not likely we are going ever know about it.

Could it be the rather damning accusations such as the sex scandals or his public issued apologies to the families which now have to raise children that will always see their christ in such a way? Maybe the pressure that he feels for not doing anything but offering some words?

Apologies apologies

Or is he sick and tired.. like proposed?

Oh the ailments

Whichever way you spin it, it's got a pretty tune to it. And it seems like everyone has a black, grey and right down to stupid opinion on it. You have Catholics that are happy he's being so "honest" and others that are confused because they thought, as I did, you made the sacrifices into death to your position.

I don't think that quite gets me as much as the recent online forums going all a chatter. If you seek, you shall find. Of course, this is not a difficult task for myself.. it issues itself to my front door everyday.

Yes, everyone is buzzing with excitement about the recent news about the pope and not only Catholics are the ones making retorts. The "online christian adversaries" of the good old interwebs makes it known that this is a celebration to be had.. some small victory. What's almost funny is the lack of regard when it comes to the ignorance that is being splattered around these sites. Obviously, this is a great feeding frenzy for these bored individuals who make it a point that "your god is not my god". Seemingly creating this world for themselves that the holy war is right on the way and the devil is winning.

Silly fools. Still preoccupied with outside coincidences that have nothing to do with you. However, I must say, it at least provides entertainment and as long as they are busy, I don't have to worry about them fucking anything up my way.

Othermind Inspiration.x.

The conclusion of Spitfire is now complete and the evolution to Othermind has once again begun. 

I was recently gifted or rather tripped along something that was gifted to someone else that, for whatever reasons that be, reignited my light. These things being random at best and only a mere batch of stories started my thinking process. Or maybe I should say, changed my mode of thinking. Delving deeper in anything I could my hands on. Process wise, I have been head deep in many texts in the past few weeks that might take this blog to a completely different and, for old readers, unexpected turn.

I have often been told that my posts lack a certain context when not about something clearly declared or detailed enough for anyone less involved in the situation at hand. Honestly, some things are not written for the general public to understand. They say that the basis of a good conversation is a communal language with set meanings and markings. In the common world, I would have to agree. However, what if that wasn't needed? What if these little things were only meant for the few to understand? 

Furthermore, what if these things that others couldn't understand resonated with others. Other that it clicked for right away? A language that isn't too far off from the common language but tweaked just enough that it caused the average person to question what the aim of it was?

For the past two years, I have skimmed yet avoided articles and items in which those beliefs were held on a high tower. If you didn't get it, you just weren't the aforementioned individual it was intended for. Almost like reading between the lines and understanding the tone but not. It occurs to me that these things clicked as soon as I quit ignoring them, as soon as I stopped insulting, I learned that it was something that not only clicked but something that resonated within me. Not only resonated but made SENSE. 

The blog post below was a representative of these meandering thoughts that came of these realizations and was met with confusion. Well, confusion by most but there was a select few that very much understood exactly what I was saying and where I was going with it. They did not comment but instead left the blog to it's own devices. Which I would expect from anyone that did not have any questions of its origins.

My hope in the beginning of Spitfire was to educate and pass along knowledge to those whom read and thirsted for that knowledge. My hope/goal was not a misguided one but it was aimed at the wrong batch of people. A majority of people were not meant to understand or care about these things. They are content in becoming malcontent and creating their dream worlds to live in while they will die in desperation of the never ending goal of being happy. Happiness will evade these people, no matter what I or anyone else has to say about it.

My inspiration is no longer to save but to collect. Collect what is needed because when the time comes, I want to have things around me and the skills behind me to deal with whatever that time comes with. This is my new goal. To write with my own purpose and to collect.. individuals, articles, ideas.. The collective of my mind as well as others when the world burns; metaphorically or otherwise.

The truth about unity.

The silly thing is that even through all of these things that I have gotten through and all the bullshit that I have taken and equally dished out.. I still hold out.. I hold on the destroying of everyone and everything around me..I still see something worthy of saving.. and in a way that makes me sick to my stomach because it goes against the grain of the rest of my stance on the world.

No matter how much hatred I hold or bitterness I may have.. I still cannot fault EVERY person or thing on this planet for every failed concept..for even their own faults completely.

Even though I want to say fuck the whole world.. that is not needed yet. What IS needed is creating a collective of individuals that are not yet ready to be eliminated. These people are needed and they need to be spread out. 

You can't create a bomb with a collective in one area only. You need it to spread like a fucking virus.The only way that someone would be able to create such a bomb in one area is if they created this grouping and took over every area in a separate battle each time. That would take too much time and the effect that is needed, is needed now. 

This is the truth of unity. 

Behind every door of equality we state that we must be willing to take every last one with us but no, we cannot do that. We have to have people that do not survive. You cannot rebuild something with the same set of tools that you were using the past. That doesn't work and there is definite proof of these things. 

The problem behind this is oftentimes, there are those that mirror the abilities or wants of those who need to be included and these are the times that there must be upheld a distinction that only those that have come into contact with the truth have. When these individuals do not have this distinction the action of cutting the fat can be taken. Thus, the fact of family and friends should be taken into consideration in the same way. You cannot take along everything with you when they are busy trying to distract you from what the real solution is. 

Determining these traits or even these slight distinctions are not that difficult but should be agreed on by all individuals that take part of this grouping without exception. No thinking should be held on whether these set of distinctions should be secret or not. I truly believe in transparency and everyone should have a good chance of being able to come along for the ride. Truth is.. not everyone is going to make it. Family, friends.. all is a moot point when it comes to survival.

Lock up your kiddies.. or kill them. Either way, it COULD be legal..x written 2012

Dropping into the news scene as I tend to do often these days due to the utter lack of anything else to do but wander..

I just want to give a big round of applause to Judge Carmen Beauchamp Cipatrick and the state of New York for their astounding loophole for kiddie porn in their state. Now, I have heard of a lot of absurd laws still intact from the good ole days but never did I realize that viewing kiddie porn was just as legal as walking down the street and grabbing a pack of smokes. According to this Judge, though, that's exactly what it is. There is only one catch to not getting caught red handed. (Literally.) You just can't download these videos or images to your computer. What about the Cache? Doesn't matter! Even if you are shown to be a repeat visitor to these sites, you are scott free provided they don't see your stash of little boys in your basement. (But you got that duct tape right? You should be just fine.)

Defendant Court Case. (The people vs James D. Kent)

Apparently, all you gotta do is claim that you didn't know.

Kiddie Porn NY (Original Article)

If that alone doesn't get to you out there.. Try THIS one on for size. Last season, a senator in OK, wanted to amend a bill that is just fresh off the press. The "Personhood Bill". Yes, everyone shudder together and women burn your bras. Not yet though. The Senator wanted to push it further in the attempt to make sure that ALL the semen in the world would have a "chance to do their job". The amendment would make several things illegal. Masturbation amongst one of them stating that "semen not be deposited in anything other than a woman's vagina". Of course, with an extreme swing to the right there will always be an extreme left. Wanna know what the lefties are up to?

POST birth abortions. Oh yeah, that crying and breathing newborn? Go ahead and kill it. ESPECIALLY if it has some birth disease. Australians Alberto and Francesca lay claim that they didn't want to make it legal (though, this came out AFTER the death threats) but their list of reasoning behind the action of the Post birth abortion seems like a pretty good layout for the fight to make it a bill. Beyond the eugenics underlying in this idea, they state that because the newborn is "still developing" it doesn't have a normal right to live.

Does that mean I can outright kill my teenager too? They're still maturing and developing and, these days, they don't contribute shit to the community. The whine generation as I like to see them.

They also explain that if it is a financial burden to the family, it is indeed better off for them to just get rid of the child. Don't we have something for this though? Oh, right.. adoption. According to the pair, the psychological damages of adoption FAR outweigh those of the damages that it could do to ones psyche knowing that you just killed a perfectly innocent and healthy human being.

They say that this wasn't meant to be read by the general populace (you know, that giant crowd of people that would probably denounce their citizenship to any country that would allow this to happen or the other giant crowd that would probably carry out their Second Amendment in America if you dared trying it). It was meant to be read by other bioethicists.

Don't mind me.. I'm just going to go create a child so I can go through 9 months of pregnancy, labor for 12 hours and pop one out that I can literally pop.

Article 1

Our apologies, this wasn't meant the way you think it was.

And just to be a dick about it.. turns out their "colleagues" didn't take so well to the issue at hand either..
Ezio
Michele
Andrew McGee
Charles

Interesting to check out if you have time. Good news though, I think I've found quite an interesting site to pass the time..

Occupy What?

The Occupy movement has become a source of eternal frustration with me as we push our streets' limits with people waving their cardboard cut out signs with no relief in site. From the beginning, I supported these movements because of the promise that it held. Actively partaking in some of the activities myself, I have become discontent with these somewhat hippy driven protests. In my area, there is no action. You people don't move. Have we lost motivation? Nay, I think the problem is that no one turns an active eye to inactive progress.

Unfortunately, we have become a nation of attention seeking whores. When we get a little bit, we back off too much and forget why we were there in the first place. I attended an Occupy circle ONCE. I couldn't stand being there for too long and soon after we got there, my partner and I left. There was not one thing that made me think that these people were going to spark anything other than some boring news columns. And so it started.. first in the local free press and then into a more wide spread press. It's cute how a few words written in a paper that hardly anyone reads or takes seriously will make someone's ego soar. 

Recently, the newest spread on this certain Occupy area is that they are "re-Occupying" after the winter season. There are a few problems I have with this but the bottom line is, they shouldn't have to "re" anything; they should have stayed where they were. It's this total lack of motivation to stick through something even throughout the bumps (especially if those bumps are weather conditions) that causes others to turn a blind eye. Combined with the fact that they go out of their way to be annoying to citizens while randomly inviting anyone to come and be annoying with them makes them more of a nuisance than anything else. 

Since I've last written a lot of things have gone on in my person life to make me realize more and more that MOTION equals action.. standing on the streets with signs looking like a bum taking up space isn't going to do shit. Get your ass moving and take in some news that DOESN'T have to do with the Occupy movement. It is my honest opinion that the Occupy movement has become nothing more than a social networking ring that doesn't go past the area in which is occupied. It's a sorry slide show of how America works. Most of the people from the start didn't even know WHERE the Occupy movement STARTED. Sadly, this is how America's peoples work most of the time. Blindly following the crowd, once again, under a different nickname and still UNEDUCATED.

For shame, Occupy, you could have been something great.

Sometimes we need to remember that all we need is some good ole fashioned violence. After all, we are all going for equality aren't we?