On Angels, Demons and Living Things...

That's all there is, here: angels (soul-less, programmed worker drones), demons (fallen, self-obsessed drones) and living (fallen/conscious/righteous/prophetic/sacrificial/npc/etc.) things.

I watched a movie, Duel in the Sun, and the whole crux of the film is simply: Who is Jennifer Jones' character, Pearl Chavez, going to fuck? What kind of life is that? What gives an over-the-top story about sex/lust/rape, meaning? Her beauty is the only answer I have. And it's a sad one. It's idolatrous and ritualized, non-intellectual, like our yaldabaoth matrix world or one of Bill Maher's sad, fake monologues. Not all bad/wrong/un-engaging - just mostly.

So don't be another sad answer to My Father's inscrutable, miraculous paths to perfection, like my recent dreams about righting your adrift working life at a struggling Silicon Valley tech startup, is my advice...

Caught a plane out of Austin
This morning in the drizzling rain
Bluebonnets line the highway side
Let me know it's spring
They wanna put me in a TV show
I don't know if it's right
But I said yes because I can't refuse
Those Crystal City lights
Don't ask me how I started
'Cause right now I can't recall
It's a wonder, me and these boys
Still out here riding at all
There's got to be a higher reason
'Causе it ain't pleasure and fame
I walk out thе door, they call me friends
And drive nails into my name

Material "reality" is a shared, acquiesced to, hallucination of soul/consciousness.
-Jean-Paul Sartre, paraphrased
-Natural Law
-The Apocryphon of John

Let's just keep this simple:
Why has only one nation ever put people on the moon?
Why has no other nation but the U.S. ever done it?
And why have we never put anyone back on the moon since 1972?
People are finally beginning to accept (Biblical Earth) reality and it's quite an adjustment, but your mind is capable of getting past it, believe me.
-Me, explaining government hoaxes to my gf, who already accepts reservation life more than I hopefully ever will

Ain't got no rain barrel
Ain't got no cellar door
But we'll be jolly friends
Forevermore!
-me, 3rd grade, wondering how my kissing cousin's friend got so brain damaged

Her: Ask me what I'd do for a Klondike bar...
No thanks! When zion, odin and the pope finally run out of sheeple, I'll watch all your tiny dick boyfriends swing from ropes for free!

If they made those buildings out of passport paper then they'd still be standing!
-Sam Tripoli, Doom Scrollin'

We are spirits in a materium
We are spirits in a materium
We are spirits in a materium world

Will there be another race to
Come along and take over for us?
Maybe Martians could do
Better than we've done
We'll make great pets
-Porno for Pyros

A loved one who recently passed is sending you a warning! Open this immediately!
Who falls for that one?