Gateway to Wisdom III

A University Education with NO administration fee... that is what the INTERNET can be; used as... and it is true, few things are actually True, but this truth could unify and unite us each and everybody... open your cyber borders and hear the voices of friendship and freedom... all through the Bare wire to your private life... all the world before you

You can learn 'First Aid' Languages Physics Anthropology The history of Wickedness is also there too... forget the porn I have seen more than I want to, instead; find Truth beauty Philosophy and a better way to think and be... No pressure; but if all you seek is gossip and good looks, and dont yet see the transience of all mortal minds and bodies, then one day deep in the Bullshit you find an undigested Kernal of data... careful what you seek it may either enlighten or flash fry you in an electric chair...

Such a Pathway leads on to many diversions and other pathways, and fractions of possibilities, it is the individuals capacity to judge good from bad... but people are so easily led and mislead... Blindfolded with eyes wide open, and awake with eyes Wide shut, so to speak...

Want to sell your Soul for Gold, you can do that too, on Craig's List' wanna be Faust and make a deal from which there is no Pre-nuptial, no holds barred, no way to win if you 'Default' on the agreement...

Wouldnt you love money Power Sex and endless 'stimulation' with every Toy a boy could ever want, all your enemies tortured and destroyed... the satisfaction of a Demi-god But with a closing date and a time to pay the bill

IN FULL, all at once 'Right now' Momento Mori, consumatum Est = 'it is done' 

Then as each day passes your fate sails nearer to the reef of destruction, you kid yourself it's way off, but it sneaks up to you like a big Cat then one day you look into its eyes and feel its breath upon your neck just before it lunges

The wise Man submits into poverty with much misery and struggles to achieve any material prosperity, but there is a dimension where only the good in heart can survive... and in the hereafter when you look back and witness what you left... and you see the Fights over material possessions, the Tramp you met and gave a few coins to is still more grateful than all your loving relations, who had enough of you and now want your Money...

A hungry Rat will eat its own babies without a second thought: even a grateful bite will give you Rabies, the spectral-obsession for wealth and power predetermines your ultimate fate: Jump into Nothing and find everything... apparently, you must lose your Ego to find yourself? just beginning to get that, as the self and the Ego are opposites of the same coin which have no idea the other exists...

Sorrow then manifests as the realisation you have neither, nor even a soul to barter with, you are an empty meat Pie that has lost its flavour and now turning stale and smelly, you are fit for nothing but termination and abandonment, and the old nerves flicker like a candle in the dark, your dread anticipation of what is in store is a daily beacon of Mortality...  

(in a tempest Ocean of impending misery, my own Father drowned to Death, I hope he 'Enjoyed it' Motherfucker masturbater fornicator waster neerdoowell dumb ass dick wipe... he was the Generic Arrogant Aggressive Alpha Male with no Ape family... or conscience... Peasant past and no future, 'for a peasant' it is an unmaskable behaviour pattern that concludes that particular worthlessness, in cheating lying and falsifying much and or any information, scum have no truth, just variations of the same story, like criminals do in interrogation...)

and after you have waited for what seems like a lifetime, you go horizontal, and the moment you die is when you suddenly didn't even know you were alive in the first place...

everything is torn asunder into the four winds, and nothing more is left, not even another's memory of you, You were an insignificant Emporer of Dust in a Slaves Belly-button...

King of Detritus Pauper of imagination, get an education it is much more productive than mere Masturbation... if you put your heart into it and translate it creatively, the Gods may look on you kindly... for helping others to comprehend the Impossible when they were looking for an answer, to the oldest question we all one day will ask...

Why Me!... 

time is a Pool of Sorrows, the longer the time the Deeper it get's when you look so far back it hurts to process it, its time to dive in and forget it all... Gloom and misery is one of my main Charms Hun... I love to push the limits over the limit of good taste and decency, and it excites me people actually read it... 

not bad for an autistic Imbecile huh? I learnt to fake being human just to communicate with people specific and indeterminate... I hate Jacuzzis lets go straight to paradise