Chi Non Beve In Compagnia O E Un Ladro, E Una Spia, He Who Doesnt Drink In Company Is Either A Thief

Chi non beve in compagnia o e un ladro, e una spia, He who doesnt drink in company is either a thief or a spy

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7 years ago
I Carved You A Little Pumpkin Tumblr.  Holidays, Carving Pumpkins, Carving Turkey, Cutting The Christmas

I carved you a little pumpkin Tumblr.  Holidays, carving Pumpkins, Carving turkey, cutting the christmas ham, nothing says celebration like drunks with knives

7 years ago

Who says Germans arent poetic

7 years ago

Concerning Lucifer part 1

Lucifer, latin for the morning star, venus, or simply light bringer, the enlightened one.  In pre Judaic times, Canaanite mythology, Lucifer, or Attar, as he’s referred as, attempted to claim the throne of Ba'al and, finding he was unable to do so, descended and ruled the underworld.  Our Judaeo-Christian version is about the same, in ours Lucifer thought God was treating humans as children and puppets and thought we could handle more, he also thought he could handle more and was being underutilized in heaven, and god and him had a war and you know the rest.

In the garden, he appears as a serpent, and tells Eve to eat from the “ tree of knowledge of good and evil “ which we all sort of assume is sex, and yeah, it is, but it has more undertones than that, anyways I digress.  He wanted humans, being godlike in the very nature of their creation, like lucifer, in gods image, thought they deserved to know more. 

If you actually read the bible, and take it literally ( it’s been proven atheists actually know the bible a large percentage more than devout christians, like the bible says, know thy enemy... ) then everything that makes humans, humans, is due to lucifers influence.  Our need to question, explore ( especially sexually ) our distaste for authority and our love of knowledge and of conquer.  Our innate need to scape the world in straight lines we can understand rather than letting the path wind as it may. 

All god did was make us, kick us out of his house, drowned us, turned us to salt, then said well you’re on your own now, and abandoned us.  In the book of Job God makes a bet with Satan, God being petty as he is says no no, people all love me, look at job, job praises me daily.  Satan says well thats just because you’re good to him, if you werent hed curse your name.  So god killed all of jobs livestock and crops, killed his wife and children and gave job painful blisters all over his body, and job still praises gods name.  God turns to satan and says ha ha poopyface, see, i win!  Poopyface.  and Satan presumably takes a sip of booze in silent horror and confusion and says yup, you win again, i guess...

Satan appeared to jesus when he was in the desert and said you know, ya dads gonna kill you, your friends betrayed you and i just wanted you to know, im not like, asking for your soul or anything.  And jesus was like fuck you satan my daddys the best, my daddies always right poopyface!  and satan shrugged and said like, the fuck is up with these people...can lead a horse to water I guess, then he presumably got drunk and had some kinky leatherclad fetish sex with someone. 

People are always hating on Satan, because they dont understand him, and nothing scares humans more than what they cant understand.

“ But who prays for Satan? Who in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most, our one fellow and brother who most needed a friend yet had not a single one, the one sinner among us all who had the highest and clearest right to every Christian's daily and nightly prayers, for the plain and unassailable reason that his was the first and greatest need, he being among sinners the supremest? “ - Mark Twain


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7 years ago
H.R. Giger. No Title, 21B. 1964.

H.R. Giger. No Title, 21B. 1964.

7 years ago

https://fredarctor.newgrounds.com/follow

I was once on newgrounds more than a decade ago and decided after just playing some games sleeplessly there I’d make an account, feel free to stalk me on different medias.

7 years ago
In Touch.

In touch.

Feed your head.

7 years ago

Lately I'm reading literature from 1930's Japan, I'm reading 1960's scifi, im reading 1800s philosophy and Ill tell ya a funny thing about it, nothing has changed, and probably nothing will change

7 years ago

Your Addiction is Bullshit

I’ve quit more drugs than most of you have done, It’s all in your weak little mind.  Now dont get confused, I’m not belittling addicts, it’s a hard thing to deal with, but you can do it, and you can do it without other sad addicts and meetings and bullshit.  These are crutches that still keep whatever substance near and dear to your heart, sure you dont do it, but you talk about it each and every week, and then when you go back to it you wonder why.

Believe all the fairy tales you want, theres no such thing as a successful 12 step program, stop being a fuckin rube about it, I go days, weeks without this or that drug, sometimes its physical symptoms, thats just like having the flu, man up.  You’re stronger than any drug, or you’re not and it will kill you, you decide which its all within your mind, but stop, STOP being an annoying cunt about it, if everytime you open ya mouth you mention your recovery or whatever, just spike up, atleast youll shut the fuck up about it.

The first time I smoked crack I was like 14,we were doin it ALL weekend, none of us slept, and then I went to school monday.  I felt like shit for days, but I got over it, without any external influence what so ever, i could do it as a child, you can do it as a sentient adult, stop this nonesense. 

I know I sound mean, and i sound like all the ignorant people that havent been there, but I’m not mean, and i HAVE been there, half your addiction problem was people enabling and coddling you, you cant recover with more coddling, youre responsible, YOU, and only YOU can change it, collect all the dumb sobriety coins you want, theyre a nice little token of how youre wasting your life now instead of booze or heroin or, what the fuck ever.

Jesus doesnt love you, love yourself.  Hell if Jesus IS real he’s the one that let you get all fuckin smacked up in the first place, he was a bit of a wine drinker I’m sure he was just passed out.


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Musings of a Wasted Life

Musings and more of a despondant 30 year old man, former drug addict, current writer/alcoholic.  I'm unmarried, I have no children, and all my dreams are dead, I've wasted my life, and you can too!  Never say never.  Sometimes prolific, mostly offensive observations about people,  life, and the nature of the universe. I'm a communist, your god's a lie, hate mail welcome.

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