Digging. (Part II)

(Part I)

All through the night we walk, hoping to avoid the agents of the evil things that dwell under the banal normalcy, underneath the moon and the stars that dissect us like hungry eyes. Inside the houses the alluring lights are on and they go about their daily chores, repeating the same tasks again and again, washing the dishes, picking up the heaps of clothes, sorting through their book cases as they hunt for another bland crime novel.

Between us we do not say much, the wind tugs on his skirt like a million horny rapists, and it stings our faces; and soon like clouds of agitated bees, swirling clouds of early morning mist appear as the rose-tinted redness of a sunrise begin to climb across the zenith. Even now the ghoulish monstrosities roam the streets unbeknownst to most; their minds mercifully blank them out, for their reasonable brains know that these things ought not to be. Perversions of perversions of the most warped fantasies cannot compare to these things, these haunting savages that are the maintainers of our worldly walls and borders. Their outlines are indescribably even to me and my dear, even our eyes do not register them but as blurs of shifting colours, red, black and warning-tape yellow flashing with energetic enthusiasm, more than that, we cannot see. We cannot hear them but as muffled cries and unholy barking, like the flow of a waterfall down some godless moss-covered cliff onto the ruins of a ship.

We found ourselves outside the rusting gates to an old scrapyard, the ruins of a civilisation run amok; with the help of heaps of rubbles innocently left scattered about we managed to climb across the barbed wire fencing, and well inside we found an old car still useable, parked near the gate betwixt the towers and looming mounds of compacted vehicles and old tires. There was not that much petrol in it, but we did not need much; we drove through the gate and quickly left the ringing alarm behind us.

Down ancient country-roads we navigated our way from the suburbs of Glasgow, past fields and ruinous villages resting empty and abandoned along the winding road. We dared not to use the motorway to the west, for that place was sure to be patrolled by those devilled things. After crossing with caution the A78 road via residential back-lanes lined with Victorian terraces in endless despairing rows, in which the Christmas decorations were being put out in what took the appearance of an enormous collective action, we found ourselves in Gourock, a small town grown together with the city of Greenock, in whose proximity laid the Port of Glasgow.

On the green lawn of Gourock High School, we parked our car and with shovels sat out to once again dig. We said nothing to each other, about what we were going or what we were doing, we were beyond words. We were connected by bands stronger than any flimsy human association; I guess you could call it a kind of telepathy. Digging in a place indicated by him, for he knew better where it lay than I, we unearthed the skeleton of a beast buried during the last Great War. Despite the over ninety years that had passed since, it still had flesh and hide and a hideous head with teeth the size of kitchen knives. It was a hideous thing, and as we freed it from its earthly prison, it begun to move. This was our way out of the reach of the damnable agents of the Natural Order and the Office of Earthly Life who wanted to erase me and my dear from existence with the foul-smelling black ichor of their despicable censor pens.

It had a great similarity to the appearance of a prehistoric aquatic lizard from the Plesiosaur family: a barrel-shaped body with four huge oar-like fins, a tapering tail and a long slender but muscular neck which terminated in a small sheep-like head with large teeth. It was large, and we climbed aboard its back, as though it had been a dragon of boring fantasy stories, and it begun to move, releasing from its throat some sounds of merriment at being of use. For it was not a plesiosaur, indeed it was not from this universe at all; and as it had moved a bit out of the hole from which we had liberated it, the thing flew up into the sky, or rather, levitated in a way no earthly creature could. It did not conform to the rules of this universe, for it came from somewhere much different, somewhere where inconceivable and indescribable laws of physics existed, much different from those we had always known.

As we flew into the night sky and set off towards the stars, the earth squad of the agents of the perilous evils of Natural Order, the Gods of Earth who ruled from their nameless chambers hallowed out in the planets interior, appeared as faint blurs zooming through the scattered clouds all about us, for they had seen as soon as we departed the ground. They must have suspected what we would do, but they were too late to do us any harm now. Soon we passed beyond the limits of the earth atmosphere, and soon we were outside of the solar system, and we were now threading uncharted territories we had never before seen. All around us, stars, galaxies, passing by at great speed, until even the blackness of the eternal void became as a blur and we entered the Great White Abyss. They would never find us now.

Shiver.

THE DREAMS WERE THE ROOT of the problem, without a doubt. Or so I wanted to think. I found myself reclining on a comfortable red leather chair in my shrinks care.

“I wake up from a dream within the dream with him on top of me.”

“Who?” Shrink wonders.

“I don’t know. There’s something familiar with him. I’ve seen him somewhere before. And he sits on my chest, like the mares of legend. He whispers in my ear a strange tale of forgotten pasts and unhallowed centuries of loss, of unrequited love and barbaric abuse.”

“Maybe it is guilt over something that is haunting you.” He speculates aimlessly. Conforming to the standards set in his psychology introductory course he has no new angles from which to contemplate the situation.

“No, I feel no guilt.”

“Maybe it is subconscious. Maybe the person of your dreams is someone from your childhood who you wronged at some point in your life. It might be something seemingly trivial that, for reasons unknown, is coming up to the surface.”

“I think not,” I say, “for though I like any child was at times a bastard, I am sure that it is not from my childhood he hails. It all begun when, three weeks ago, a visited an antique shop in a basement of an old brownstone terrace. It was a dark and sordid place, and in this basement I found a well-kept musical box, and when playing this thing something got a hold of me, a cold breath licked my ears and took hold – that’s what it felt like, but I could see nothing – of my hands, and played the instrument for me, the mourning melody of a funeral procession, and I was gripped by unparalleled fear and anxiety, and I was… I was totally unable to know what made me so afraid.”

“Had you seen one of those musical boxes before, in your childhood? Was the melody one your mother was wont to play many a forlorn night?” Again, baseless speculation, just as I had learned to expect of him. He has a wise beard and a head full of thick greying hair, but his head contains little more than psychology textbooks memorised.

“No…” I say, turning my eyes away, and towards the pictures on his dark-coloured wooden desk. I can’t see what they depict, but from movies I guess, they must be family.

“What happened then, in that antique shop?”

“I was gripped by panic, as I said, I was afraid. Cold sweat formed all over, I put my hand to my forehead, slippery and greasy, and I felt light-headed, soon I found myself walking out of the basement and up the slippery stairs, up amongst the crowds moving to and fro along the high street shops, the Christmas lights and… it was as though I had no control of my feet, they moved on their own, down towards Victory Square where they were about to light the big Christmas tree there, with a bright big star at the top and everything… and standing there, in the frosty cold, I imagined next to me the exhalation of someone else. But I could see nothing. An arm was put around me, but there was nothing there.”

“Hallucinations…” Shrink rudely impart, “brought on by the panic.”

“Maybe,” I say, “that’s possible. But it did not feel like it was unreal. It felt like a warm embrace.”

“It’s also possible, of course, that someone’s just out to mess a bit with you and put their arm around you. Wasn’t the place crowded?”

“No, not here, I stood some distance from the other spectators and noticed nothing.”

“And then, you went on home?”

“Yes.”

“And what happened then?”

“The night was usual, nothing out of the ordinary happened during the following three days. But on Tuesday about two and a half weeks ago the dreams began. They are always the same. I wake up from that dream within the dream, a dream which always involve flowers burning on every single grave of an old burial ground; in front of every headstone, a burning yellow flower spreading this smell… the smell of rotten fish. And from this dream I wake up to find him on top of me, he’s handsome and tall, and his tongue is like a snake exploring every part of my body, and his long blonde hair, down to his exquisite nipples dance with his every move, and laughing, he descends on me, kisses me, and he whispers in my ear, I will devour you, and in my dream I want him to, want him to consume me—“

“Repressed homosexuality?” Shrink exclaims abruptly.

Taken by surprise by this sudden interjection, my eyes wander anew towards his sturdy desk with the pictures in a semi-circle; thoughts fly past of occult altars and sacrifices to underground evils and daemonical forces moving through the wet mud of uncharted swamps hidden in places where no man ever dared set foot. He mumbles something incoherent which in my head is magnified and twisted into the blasphemous cacophony of an orchestra of migrating birds… and then, the mist parts ahead, opening up a shining path of realisation; the realisation being that my shrink is nothing but a dick out to toy with people’s minds.

“No,” I finally say, and he has not noticed the darkness inside spilling out for a second or two; “you see, when I woke up, there was this mark on my neck.” I brush the collar aside, and he sees it. He shrugs back, no doubt of the opinion that I am playing a trick on him, unfunny humour, jokes of the sort he makes a living playing with others. But he is wrong. He knows nothing. And tonight, none of that will matter anymore, when we become as one.

The True Face of Mormonism & Christianity

Taken from some forum posts on the Internets; a crazy Hawaiian/Samoan retarded nutter:

Banning All Sexual Misconduct

it is not enough for China to simply ban Pornography and sexually deviant things people see and read on the Internet

China must also ban the Sexually deviant Perverts and porn addicts, and homosexuals and pedophiles who are coming to China

China needs to monitor foreigners spreading homosexual ides and who display sexually debauched mannerisms

One good idea, is on the Visa form for coming to China, one required section should be to admit if they are “homosexual” or “Bisexual”

and then China could be free to deny entry to that person based on keeping out their destructive sexual perversions

China also needs to work with the agencies around the world to check the travellers records in their Home Country, like America, to give a list of all known homosexuals and sexual predators and anyone who has ever committed sexual crimes, then red-flag and notify the visa agent checking the visa, and deny entrance to that malicious morally and sexually destructive individual

and China should do some random searches of foreigners apartments, and kick any Foreigners out of China for possessing any Porn, or looking at it online

and China should also outlaw sex between foreigners and Chinese people

ban any and all sex between Foreigners and Chinese, and at the very least, Ban all unmarried Sex between foreigners and Chinese

and encourage all Chinese children and girls to report any foreigners known to have unmarried sex in China, and pull their Visa immediately upon the at the first offense, and send them out of China.

Also, there are many homosexuals in China sending Homosexual SMS messages and pornographic MMS messages, all English SMS in China should be sent to a filter and monitored, and then once a number has entered the filter, each message from that number should be monitored, and the numbers that number calls, and then the users should be traced and identified by a spotting team on the ground, and that individual should be kicked out of China

foreigners in China do more sexually immoral damage to the Chinese Cultural Fabric and Bonds than do the Porn sites on the Internet

and they should be punished for it, to include prison time for moral misconduct, or removal from the Country and a permanent Ban from ever entering China again, at the very least

they spread their sex and rape and pedophilia, and homosexuality, and sexual deviance and perversions, and fornication and debauchery and degenerate ideas, everywhere they go

and they should be banned

and only MORMONS should be allowed to Come to China

as they do not believe in Sex or anything Sexual before Marriage

i dont peuople who don’t believe in Gd should be called out and braned with amakr on their forehead which separates them from other humans andputs them in th Animal Kingdom,

and we put them on farms, and milk the females and use the males tor breeding and meat

all morals in the world exist because of God

as no morals were created since the foundation of darwinism and evolutionism

thus morals do not apply to Aethesits, and we should be able to trreat them animals?

what wrong is there, “IF” there was no God, in me eating people and killing everyone I see for food and sport??

nothing

i think aethesist should be used to feed the hungry

you have the most hippy haole view on the planet bra

nno even stay one chinese, one korean, or japanese, one hawaiian, with your view bra

most haoles no even get your view bra

is one braindead local idea bra

you deny the form and will and presence and personality and presence and work of God

Gods all Chinese Koreans, Japanese, Hawaiians, and even most Haole believe in bra

what is it bra?

you no more culture at al bra?

no shame eh?

where your mind at?

you no even believe in Jah

what kine local boy you bra?

what is you from O’ahu? Maui?

what kine Local Boy has no respect for their Creator Bra?

what kine local style that bra?

what kine Local people dont believe that Gods is everywhere, in all things, in the trees, the wind, the mountain, the sea, even controlling the ocean and all its life bra

where you wen grow up boy?

for shame bra

we hate Christians from European churches and Anglos and all churches in America who are the enemy of the True and Living God

those who arent Mormon

Mormon are not in that boat with the enemy of all mankind, the Anglo churches

as the LDS Church is the House of Israel, House of the Living God, Zion, the Church of the Holy One of Israel

that is the eternal truth and purpose of the creation of this Earth

do not throw “Mormons” in the crockpot with the rest of the anglo churches

it is not an Anglo curch,

it is the Restored House of Israel

its about protection of a people from outside evil lies and wicked influence

these harsh things are only for foreigners, and laowai

they are not ever spoken of in China, amongst the Chinese, as there is no need,

and further than that, this is about freedom to speak out the truth against those homosexual faggots and pedophiles

look, i dont give a crap if those laowai die, but they arent going to spread their lies around China, and their hippy love fest shyt

and they for damned sure are not going to push their Aetheist propaganda and evolutionist doctrine of Darwinia on the people of China for their desires at “getting laid”

you think alot like a local boy

but Local boy is nothing bra

its not Hawaiian, its not Chiense, its Not Japanese, its not Filipino, its just nothing

its belittling to hawaiians

Hawaiians are not stupid

they are avery rightteous people

of all the people in Polynesia and probably the world, hawaiians are the most faithful to their Gods, and the most purely and wholly religious

Hawaiians Left Tahiti because of their weak religion and faith, fallen away and out of favor of the Gods

Hawaiian were the most righteous people, who listend tot ehir Gods, and followed them into the sea, into the unknown, in the outrigger canoes, and led them straight to Hawaii so that the gods could create a race of people and a culture which was Wholly theirs, and wholly righteous and belonged to the Gods in every way imaginable

Locals are killing Hawaiians .. breaking our heart

Hawaiians are too loving and caring

“No Hawaiians, No Aloha”

its so true…

deep and meaningful

thanks for your contribution to the conversation

but your ideas are irrelevant

you have no God

you are from an evolution of some slime, i step on slime everyday, murdering millions of your ancestors

how do you feel about that?

and i figure you can go the way of all the amoeba

what is the diffrence?

kill an amoeba, kill a bug, kill a rat, kill a fish, kill a chicken, kill you, their offspring..

i wonder if you taste as good as the rest of the animal kingdom

eh, dey iz no wayz u iz hawaiian bra

being from hawaii and being one hawaiian is 2 different tings bra

you is one ilo bra

broke da nose ilo

born in hawaii is not one hawaiian bra

get nothing fo say u iz hawaiian bra

an u get nothin fo say about wat iz and iznt hawaiian bulie

bra, if deyz one ting i no can stand, iz ilo on my island bra

i like crack dey head open bra, like one brokeass coconut bra

only get one kine haole stay welcome in my hale bra

u get em bra, iz da Mormon kine bra

u and ur flock wen come to hawaii and park em eh bradda?

wen smoke plenty pakalolo too eh bradda,. shoots, bra I know cuz.. i know u ahready

and den what bra? ur head went makemake?

a’ole hana eh?

your mana’o pono’ole bra

no go bra

you think hawaii is one state eh?

u think is just like america eh bra?

but bradda, i goin fo teach u sometimg bra

Hawaiian is Hawaiian bra

Hawaii stay Hawaiian

stay minez bra

and u no care eh bra i no care too

Na Po’e Hawai’i stay weak because your kine kuliana bra

your kine lolohead mana’o

you is one ilo bra

U dun kno what is Hawaiian Bra

u jus don kno cuz

Hawaiian stay Samoan Bra

u went go Samoa Bra?

u get plenty Samoan frendz cuz?

u kno what?

Fuk Haole bra,

and Fuk ilo cuz

LDS Church, the Mormon people, have done more For Hawaiians and Polynesians than anybody bra

Na Haole wen Huki Ku’u ‘Aina bra

and wen destroy my Culture cuz

My father and all his generation no stay even allowed fo ‘Olelo Hawai’i in their own Schools and in their own lands bra

bra

Na ilo wen take everything, Na Mea Hawai’i Apau, and give em to da Haole bra

Da Mormons Bought dey Land bradda

wake up bra,

your Po’o wen Hiamoe oh what bra?

you is One Mahu bra

N how da fuk u goin sit dey and talk Kukai about da Mormons cuz?

u like tell me da mormons wen steal da land eh bra?

u fuking homo

i had you nailed from square one cuz

you is one Laowai bra

one hippy fuka too

u like tell me more lies bra?

SE UFA

KEFE

eh U FUKA

one ting no belong in Hawaii br..

daz laowai bra

daz haole and all da ilo bra

my peolpe is Hawaiian Bra

Kanaka Maoli

and My Islands is Mine bra

and Mormons stay cus

and u can go home bra

cus Hawaiians no need u bra

Hawaiians is Koa Bra

Na Ke Akua E Malama Makou

dey no stay even one Hawaiian who denies Lono, Pele, Kanaloa, Ku, or Kane Bra

not even ‘ekahi bra

and Hawaiians only wan fo live in the time wen get nothing but da grass beneath our feet, da wind in our hair, calling our name, Na Kolohe ‘Uhane apau,, na ‘Aumakua Apau, and Na Akua Kapu Apau

and Lono goin fo come bra

and Mormons is his Church bra

you are as destructive to my people in Hawaii as you are to my people in China

as I said..

you have no place to go

well u still get lots fo learn cuz

about your own land even

U gotta know who da real enemy of your culture is bra

u gotta look within bra

da enemy is da foreigner cuz

u have to go back to your roots bra…

back to the anciient times

And believe in your people, and your race and your cutlutre, and your bloodline

believe what they believed in

know what they kkew

learn what they wanted you to learn

possess what they passed on for you to possess

dont waste it bra

dont lose the tie to your ancestors ways and beliefs

they are not stupid bra

they told the stories and passed on the knowledge for their race and culture and bloodline bra

for you cuz

believe in the stories, and walk in their paths,

perpetuate their beliefs and culture, and let them live through you

redeem your ancestors from beyond the grave, listen to the sound of their voices in the wind

hear and see the spirit world all around you

feel them and feel their truths, and feel what they feel and know

Believe in their Gods and Truths

study the Dao, and believe on the paths of righteosuness and eternal Life, and the things of the heavens and the afterlife

believe in the immortal Deity, and in their goodness

have faith in the Gods of your ancestors

fear not, be as LaoJun

know them, and know their ways

and follow those, and keep them always in your heart, and let nothing, or no man come between you and their Realm

and then, beyond it all, will you find the truth, at the origin of all things

will you find your place, and he who awaits there for you

always striving to atttain the Kingdom of Heaven and the immortality of Gods

overcome all earthly things which belong to this material world

dont give a thought to others who will hold you down, betray you.. stay only with Chinese

and ascend to heaven you will

and Find Eternal Life you shall

and take up your soul and body, and Become a Deified Immortal, you may

you are the queer wanna be transvestire twotoebe

it is not enough for China to bean Pornography and sexually deviant things on teh internt

China must also ban the Sexually deviant Perverts and porn addicts, and homosexual pesophiles whoar coming o China

as well as they need to check their records in America, work with Americn intelligence agencies to redflag any sexual preadtor or anyone who has ever committed sexual crimes

and another thing I suggest is outlawing foreigners from Having unmarried Sex in China

and only MORMONS should be allowed to Come to China

A Parents Guide to Preventing Homosexuality

The world holds many repugnant and absolutely astoundingly stupid things. This book is one of them. This book, in containing many errors and what appears to be wilful misunderstandings of terminology and their relevance to the subject they claim to represent, is surely the product of some Christian conservative nutter, in turn the product of a religious camp with a degree from a Bible-study diploma mill, you know, to give them an aura of authority, to allude to the existence of some flashy degrees.

In this groundbreaking book Joseph and Linda Ames Nicolosi uncover the most significant factors that contribute to a child’s healthy sense of self as male or female.

As ground breaking as the notion that grains of sand might get stuck in your shoes after an evening at a barbecue on a sandy beach. Again, the idiotic authors seem to correlate gender identity to sexual preference, which is always a foolish and inane thing to do, a mistake many uneducated dregs commit themselves to perpetuating.

[...]…give practical advice to parents for helping their children securely identify with their gender.

Again, meaning what? Many homosexuals have no issues identifying with their own gender. In this focus solely on the gender identification of a person as the source of sexual preference, it seems to suggest that all homosexuals are actually anything from gender confused to transsexual.

Replete with personal stories from parents, children and ex-homosexual strugglers, A Parent’s Guide to Preventing Homosexuality offers compassion and hope for all those parents who seek to lay a foundation for a healthy heterosexual identity in their children.

Making the error to suggest that a sexuality is anything but a preference and alluding to the fact that heterosexuality is healthy. No sexuality is healthy or unhealthy. Some behaviours can be unhealthy, but those have nothing to do with sexual preferences as such. A sexuality is, on it’s own, indifferent, it does not mean anything other than just that, there is no obligatory package that follows with. It is a foolish mistake to assume that trends that have become ingrained in a community, a cultural sub-group of some homosexuals, (the same applies to any such group, however) as a result of social reaction, history, and other sequences of events, are the result of the sexual preference. This is not the case.

Because of it’s history as a isolated and ostracised group, what is today known as the “homosexual community”, or whatever, has evolved something of an identity of it’s own, but not every homosexual would subscribe to their behaviour, views, ideals, etc. Personally I think they are a typically self-centred, materialistic, hedonistic and short-sighted. This is however just one group, a group which, as you might guess, has nothing really to do with the sexual preference as such; think of it is a club, a fraternity where people meet and discuss, those people share ideas, concepts and thoughts with each other; it’s just that as a requirement to join the club, you have to be homosexual. This does not mean that all are members of this club. And I’m not talking about self-repressed “ex-homosexual” Christian converts either.

What parents can do to make a homosexual outcome unlikely is to lay the best possible foundation for their child’s secure gender identity.

Again this absolutely idiotic assumption is made.

We also believe there is evidence of a “disability” in the homosexually-oriented person’s feeling of not being comfortable with members of their own sex, of feeling “different” and inadequate, and of course, in not being able to function according to their biologically mandated sexual design.

I am at loss of words. All of the statements made reflect an inability to comprehend the fact that the subject at hand is very complex. They at least have the professional honesty to admit that this is simply theorising in proclaiming “we believe”; yet the last statement rapes with gusto any credibility they might have garned in doing so; proclaiming that biologically mandated sexual function, i.e. reproduction, is the only valid one is a very fatal mistake. It fails to understand the many different purposes sexuality can fill, for example, sexuality is not exclusively for reproduction, sexuality is also a social activity. This is not only something that occurs in humans, but animals as well. The more socially advanced species usually are more inclined to have portions of the population being bisexual or homosexual.

There is a proven higher level of psychiatric disorders suffered by homosexually-oriented people, even in very gay-friendly countries like The Netherlands. This, including the high level of gay promiscuity and the interest in perverse practices–the search for what gay men call “sexual variety”–is suggestive, we believe, that nature’s design is heterosexual. Furthermore, the gay world is very destructive to our communal understanding of healthy gender identity and gender roles, to the stability of the traditional family, and to our integrity as persons who are designed to live in accordance with our created natures.

Which is where their true Christian fanatical ideals shine through. As I have tried to explain earlier, this association of promiscuity with sexual preference is a mistaken one, which really has it’s origins in a cultural trend rather than the sexuality as such. It should also be said that many heterosexuals are very promiscuious, though this is not as hotly debated, and less effort and money is spent on producing reports on this subject. Furthermore the authors show their ignorance by spouting generic tripe such as “communal understanding of healthy gender identity and gender roles”, and the age-old cliché regarding the “traditional family”, a nuclear family, that I might add, is a historically recent concept. Thereupon follows what appears to be a gross misunderstanding of biology and well, anything, and revealing the religious indoctrination of the authors in suggesting we as humans are “obliged” to respect the “created natures”. Again, this disregards the actual complexity of human life, sociality, the human brain, etc, and only shows that those authors are but propagandists out to sell their books to the religious fanatics of the world, for their use as “proof” in debates with those who disagree.

Oh, and…

Say what?

I guess it’s taste for purple nail polish, latex and girls clothes is something I share- yet… imbeciles.