Friday, July 08, 2011

The Ultimate Vice

(Going through the various "books" I never published; found this from Matrix Sorcerer, circa 2003:)

Reality is a “vice.” We, humanity, are held fast in the grip of this vice. Because we feel the external pressure, growing worse with every passing year, we assume that there is some force or power outside of ourselves that is trapping us. Hence, we have invented the concept of the Devil to account for the vice that enslaves and imprisons us. But, by doing so, we have only become more trapped within it.

Once we acknowledge that the “vice” is God, and that God is us, we can begin to loosen its hold (fixation of assemblage point), and be free of “reality.”

The Devil is a lawmaker; hence he has to believe in himself and only himself. Hence, he must reject God. His power, then, is in his blindness.

Those who exist least, believe most firmly in their existence. This belief is the only thing that establishes them.

A God is a self-aware individual who has realized his non-existence and embraced it to the fullness.

Devil is finite, then; God is infinite. For only the finite can “exist” in isolation. The infinite, by definition, is One with All, and therefore, None at all.

23 comments:

Stuck like icky glue to my God said...

You don't need my God, to tell you, you're on the money, or do we?

Boy, Transformers 3 was shit, btw, a lot of Lincoln symbolism, and
what 's up with the codger losing grip on and dropping his mallet.

It hit me too, like I needed it, thine eye determines who's bitch.

COOPER/COOPER/COOPER said...

12 rainbow trout...in the bed!

'Yeah, I just got done zoning out
to Carrey's Mr. Popper's Penguins

One more prize...on the green?

It's time to go
above and Beyoncé
[single ladies]
(if you like it)
& put a ring on it [that's her song]

*facepalm*

So I unpause it from taking a screengrab...

"Beyoncé is a singer, Franklin!"

*feedback* OMGod!

"She's a singer...named Beyoncé!"

"Can he hear me!"

It's her song...get it!
It's what she wants...time and again.

Y'Absolutely.

Anonymous said...

For Good measure ...

Matthew 18:1 “At the same time came the disciples unto Jesus, saying, Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”

Matthew 18:2 “And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them,”

Matthew 18:3 “And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.”


Matthew 19:14 “But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.”

Mark 10:15 “Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein.”

Luke 18:17 “Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child shall in no wise enter therein.”

how's the movie end.

high maintanence said...

Did you mean "vice" or "vise"?

Jason Kephas said...

It's the same spelling for Brits; but I meant the kind that holds us in its grip!

waitaminute...

Eos said...

Ah, very timely post, just a few days ago i was commenting on how i'm (paradoxically) trying, or not trying but beginning, to embrace my own nonexistence...(actually, I even referenced that here under the imaginal post )...

And I read it as vice (i.e. Bad Habits) the first time...lol, it made perfect sense in that sense, as it does still in the other (original?) sense... *GASP* Original Sin!

It reminds me of Rupert Sheldrake and the idea of morphogenetic fields, conversations on karmic principles with my mother and Dead Prez lyrics: "Some people say you cant trust an addict,
But I believe that life is a habit"

Jason Kephas said...

and what keeps life going but the ultimate vice, and the one that none of us are ever gonna quit!

The one that almost makes it worth being imprisoned...

; )

Eos said...

Stroking our...egos?

Jason Kephas said...

phallus, who needs 'em?

pueokeokeo said...

You're right. I'm never gonna give up on the right for hot chicks to kiss each other (especially on the internet). I'll join that vice squad that lives (or makes a living) for that cause. Even if it doesn't make it totally worth being imprisoned, it's nice to know it's happening while it lasts.

Eos said...

I had to share this. And, considering the subject matter it's not exactly off topic:
http://www.disinfo.com/2011/04/scientists-say-they-can-now-test-theory-of-early-universe-being-one-dimension/

"Does this mean the universe may eventually see a fourth dimension?"

Scientists can be pretty slow...

Anonymous said...

Glad I was able to sit through the 2nd half of Part 1, just now, yes, Part 1 of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallow(s).

On first viewing I stopped it because it was too heavy for my mood was unchecked with a deathly nervousness at the time.

http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/The_Tale_of_the_Three_Brothers

It's all there...is it not.

Just what does it mean - to see occult theory condensed into story and exploded on the big screen.

I don't know. I believe putting on the cloak means putting on the darn cloak and shutting the hell up for One!

"I'm Chevy Chase and you're not." said...

darn
— vb
1. to mend (a hole or a garment) with a series of crossing or interwoven stitches

Origin: Alteration of damn

From Middle English dernen ("to keep secret, hide, conceal (a hole)") from Old English diernan ("to hide, conceal") < dierne ("secret") < Proto-Germanic *darnijaz ("secret").

su said...

maybe its not so much all is one - but one as all.

goatchild said...

infinity is the void
space is the point present in all possible positions in space and time by not being
being is the point experiencing itself in space and time ignorant of what he is, because he chose to, chose to forget
when the point remembers, accepts, lets go, all non-points embrace the point, and together we flow, we dream, in the eternal dance between the two: point and no-point. The point of all this is: there is no point, thus maybe we can become and or do everything, navigate all posibilities. boring maybe

long story short said...

Me (stupid shit): "... Heaven therefore must be situated in hell."

[the physics dictate the level of service]

Mother (balance): "You're just a crank."

Indeed. Nice going blabber mouth, hello, this is a crucible, dick!

When I was younger, just a boy,
I had questions, feelings almost knowings such as
why couldn't life, existence, all that is,
be almost like it was once, a burning ball of bliss?
Not strong enough word, ecstasy? Tainted. Heaven?
Why not. And the answer is, no reason, just you.
At times it felt like I had just been birthed
from the underworld, I feel my home life
and overbearing mother has been a mirror
of that place.

I just recently reattached the training wheels on my bicycle,
and look again, they came off ... I'm doing it!
Oh no, look out for that ... bush.

something to say said...

OK, the serpent [talebearer] picked something askew out of my last comment (therefore it registered with me, my mental self & I).

Mother (nature) is balance? That's like saying the homemaker or the Super 8 monster is directly akin to an aeronautical engineer. Uh-huh!

no goats ... no glory said...

It's in my heart ... I put it there, to rant here, know what I mean. If I think but not by thinking that One can save and/or restart < insert term for Zion >, just get it done, dipshit.

WORD VERIFICATION millambi

Anonymous said...

The kingdom of heaven can NOT be liken to a man
creating better devices to best pleasure itself
or he will be for ever devising... A'bloody'men

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPUdgQFh7H0

Keep still.
Fighting just makes it hurt.
...
If you don't keep still,
you'll end up psychotic

Anonymous said...

Curb Your Enthusiasm

Six days may work be
done; but in the
seventh is the
sabbath of rest,
holy to the LORD:
whosoever doeth any
work in the sabbath
day, he shall surely
be put to death.

...

And he said to them,
The sabbath was made
for man, and not man
for the sabbath:
Therefore the Son of
man is Lord also of
the sabbath.

Anonymous said...

I got me out of bed in and out of the shower
for this! Bloody serpent, you carry the days
with you, it's Saturday/Sunday one the same,
and it's not beyond Christ to turn back time
Work, work, work, Señora, work your body line

Anonymous said...

The Resurrection Stone

Anonymous said...

...welcome back--

we missed you :)