So the point the Qufrs of Absurdistan came up with, was that I was never allowed to become A LIVING idol.. My extreme popularity already from the beginning made them perceive the movement around me – as idolhood – when in actual fact, it was just natural born gift of love and popularity, so as for them not to kill me – I agreed initially – knowing what they did not know – them making a horrid mistake..
‘the one laughs best whom laughs last..’ – and they always needed a slaughterhouse of innocent Big Pharma victims to project their paranoid skizophrenia upon anyway.. By projecting their disease – which was coming from the jews – a demonical XXX and X possession of the mind, so that even if you just a little were prepared to sell out your country to the jews – this tag of vampire teeth hit you – and by time you lost your mind – but the whole point of you being a sellout – was to succeed yourself – egoistically – in life, and so you frothed at finding , then some innocent victim to project your own disease upon someone whom you could subject to modern torture – and blame your insecurity upon..
And THIS – they had found in me from the beginning.. ‘an easy victim’ – and so – me not selling out they projected constantly I really really really WANTED to sell out – ‘en idealist är en människa som vet att den inte KAN sälja sina tjänster..’
‘not good enough!’
‘what do you mean ‘not good enough’? – we had a long time finding you..’
Broadway is full of guys, whom think they’re mighty wise
Just because they know a thing or two
You can see them all day – strolling up and down broadway
Boasting of the wonders they can do
But their names would be mud
Like a chump playing stud
If they ever lost that ace down the hole -..
‘wise guy ey??’ and so – being suddenly boxed in by the projection I broke down into pieces – katatonia being the right reaction for reptiles suddenly surrounding me.. But their faces were familiar.. My friend and family.. former – that is . since you can’t be friends with reptiles..
For a reptile it doesn’t matter how much you’ve done for him.
‘why did you bite me when I let you cross the vivid stream on my back of shell for free? You asked me so nicely to save you from death yourself??’ the turtle asks the snake – crying out not only of the deadly venom pulsating now in his veins, but more even of the spiritual hurt – of screeching unthankfulness from the benefactor..
Glistering eyes of evil.
‘because I am a snake..’ last thing you hear before you die I guess – if YOU DO NOT RECOGNIZE – reality before it is too late.. And so IT WAS – overclass oppression in modern form – I was not from rich family – but extremely popular: equals for ‘the they’: not allowed to happen or exist and so they sacrificed me to Satan.. I was never allowed to be a LIVING idol – since so they perceived me wrongly – not knowing I am a believer, I was just to be a statue – a landmark in Absurdistan history.. for people to rally around and worship Satan through my stiff stone like image – ..
Well – the whole “history of the disease” of the genius being me – is just one long drawn out decapitation strike for the Qufrs – to finally either put me back into katatone statue: “you little underclass boy thinking you are an idol.. you thought wrong..”
“you are just our statue for people to be confounded seeing us – and you as a statue standing THERE BEHIND..” or simply kill me – AND THEN MAKE ME INTO AN IDOL..
“let those whom wants others to stand as statues to them – occupy their seats in Hell..” Prophet Muhammad says..
The simplest words carrying the deepest meanings..
“Somedays we may fall apart but never broken.. don’t put it all on me” – the katatonia had presaged our Zen Buddhistic enlightenment – and us fainting of pleasure, had presaged our Sufism.. it was enough we had done both things once: the zazen was there in the frozen moment of self-sacrifice.. Again – the self sacrifice to faint of pleasure Allah revealing some of His beauty upon the Mt . Sinai, made us find the truth – that our old friend Moses Staff – and thus gripped it in our hand – becoming a Sufi master..
There was suddenly a feeling of double-crossing.. it seemed to emanate from authority of lower rank whom were obstructing me to have the promise fulfilled that between me, the Japanese people, the Japanese government and the Imperial command, they were obstructing. I noticed the strange tendence, of hard accusing; in the guard supposed to let me in.. they wanted me to drive to the bottom of the mountain so to speak , and when I was some DISPLAYING a self secure mannerism, everything seemed to work splendid.. but the Japanese focus on a master’s great strength – was at least in my case coupled with a stream of tendency of a very quick gaze of condemnation.. that was most times emanating from their own perfidious focus – which they couldn’t help .. possessed by my pic so to speak – they wanted every single aspect of my person to be appetizing.. the world star was supposed to be so great and orgies took place in every apartment to my honour, while I was in my room enjoying the company of myself – and thinking with pleasure upon Henry David Thoreau’s time in Walden: as he was finally alone from all the commotion in the village, and thus finally had some room for thinking.. thoughts expanding brought him to the conclusion that to find oneself after such miracle taking place – miracles of God at every moment.. then the mind had shrunk a little – because of the hunger game of sex competing at every moment also, from ‘those fucking guys’ (probably competing with God) envious and at the very same time respectful of the very popular person – that the woman had gazes of open love upon – and Thoreau concluded naturally – that the experience had been awesome.. but sublime in its nature.. I guess – thus a little distance brought about an ever expanding experience of clear sight – like an incarnation later – reading your own work brought about an absolute great clarity.. The reason of this was of course that the eye can’t see itself – thus you were unaware of the Creator in you doing everything – and the inspiration you conveyed to the world – was not your own thought out strategy.. Allah was the best of planners.. God speaking through you like a strong clear tone going through the room – and the echo through the perceivers of the miracle – was like breaking a sunbeam in a prisma; every colour came out – and just tilting it a little different .. and you could see even more great things inside the vaginal porn pleasure of every girl and woman .. Everything depended upon the mind – thus the secret of life seemed to lie in Thoreau’s line : ‘however much I love the company of people.. there’s no company I prefer more than my own company..”
RasulAllah Prophet Muhammad said:
‘Allah is kind and gentle hearted – and therefore loves gentleness in everything.. So – O you believers be gentle and kind-hearted (at general) towards the believers – so that the owner of Mercy – might show mercy upon you..’
The hard accusing attitude though in Japanese people in general – and this to a very high degree indeed was exactly gentle and kind – and no hard egoism.. I thus concluded that the hard accusing attitude I was met with if I displayed a casual attitude in my pattern of movement, was just that the Japanese , though gentle and kind at general, were afflicted with the very same disease that most people on earth, I mean; I had seen it everywhere, and the world anyway was about me getting better, getting good and having a great time – enjoying life and just relaxing.. And the Japanese had really given me that..
But those authoritarian people seemed to spur me into being authoritative myself, like it was a game of competing..
As I stood there outside the ministry of law – I enlightened the guard whom first was letting me in easily, then as I regarded the deal done, suddenly stopped me – since I did not display enough ‘hard attitude’ upon the humbleness of a master ‘like Matsuo Basho, Buson or Issa’ whom (I showed upon my wet person – my wet clothes of luxury cut, wet from the rain that had been pouring down all this time upon me, an hour or so, when I had been walking in it.. And he asked me about if I had an umbrella (giving one to me, if I lacked.. in Japan there were public umbrellas that was transparent, so that you could see the sky through them.. they were lying everywhere, for the possible event of a hard rain, so that people could be protected from the wet.. ‘sweet Japan’ I thought looking at the guard whom now had begun smiling and was samuraij happy, turned out he was reading D.T. Suzuki himself also) – well, I showed the impossibility of using one for me – my fame being too immense, and ALSO my popularity.. (fame and popularity seem the same, but Satan has split the concepts apart, as Satan the Diabolo does with everything.. Fame can be easily manipulated, you appear in so called ‘newspapers’ and suddenly have it.. But real popularity was the real thing of course..) and also showed a slip of my raincoat sticking up in the open bag – and that I can’t hide parts of my body under it, since then my women would get so disappointed.. me passing, and them discovering first when we had passed each other, that it was the master they worshipped in the night so pleasantly.. It would simply be all too painful for all parties..people wanting to see the light in my face displayed.. Thus it was just making me more beautiful having the natural rain from the sky wet my whole body.. I felt refreshed in my mind – and knew I would punish sinners obstructing me from fulfilment of what had been promised.. And so I kept walking upon the way happily, knowing I was safe and in charge in Japan no matter what happened..
The feeling of being double crossed you could easily notice if you were a master – just check the word ‘double crossed’ X – was the figure – you were an attractive wanted man – and thus the forces of evil were always at your heels, prepared with its ‘buuu!!!’ as soon as you did something.. The stigma was dangerous in its tendency for the mind of zinah: your free thinking was always hunted by slanderers, whom with their ‘buuu!!!’ as soon as you did something – slowly built up the fake image of geekiness and imperfection, when the gentle side of you came forth, like you had some secondary porn-gorn-to-death-agree reason for being nice to everybody.. And this way dangerous – since it spurred you on to get harder and harder towards everybody.. they all seemed to think they themselves were masters ‘riding the tiger’ in Japan.. but they were very wrong in this.. the sweet thing with Japanese people though were, though they were not better than others, they realised that they were not better than others, and thus by this, became better than others..
And that hardness was whether you wanted it or not going to creep into your heart – and then zinah became the urge, whether you had done the act previously or not. And then your mind in worst scenario became like a dark cloud, containing darkness , thunder and lighting – and then you became an disbeliever – if you refused to listen.. you had to listen to the guidance the coming from the spiritual world; the intercourse had opened up spiritual doors, and you had to force yourself, no matter how afraid you were to lose your mind, to walk through those doors and make the journey.. or become a statue of stone, frozen in the moment you see..
You began having problems walking on the street Satan whispering : don’t walk there – .. And you believed in it because it was a pattern satan showed to you.. he was having possessed part of your brain with patterns of seduction, and now you just wanted and was possessed to have that pleasure again and again and again.. ‘if you don’t do this thing, you will lose this..’ Satan would whisper to you, and by time you became a slave, a serf, to the pleasure.. you began worshipping your own lusts.. And if it went really bad you became a sophist, that was always in the X ready position.. a part of the sophists came to the tendency of homosexuality, by killing the male, the real object of their admiration and therefore senseless envy.. they stared in hate, took the woman, and tortured the male.. Others, which was not ‘for each man kills the thing he loves’ instead competed with the woman openly about the male, but wanted the male under them so to speak.. a strange position it might seem, but definitely more benign.. Satan possessing your pattern memory, made the hunt after you, yourself becoming haunted, possessed by the pattern memory, the degradation to the earthly level of things – .. In normal case you just said: ‘In Allah’s name’ and walked over the almost hallucinatory obstacles Satan put in your way – unfazed by the whisperings of Satan – but now your mind was literary screwed by the woman cunt – and you were like driven to adjusting to serve her pleasure – and that simply wasn’t your real purpose, your divine destiny..
‘For the believers in destiny Paradise is not meant to be’ said Prophet Muhammad..
Divine destiny – on the other hand – was included in 3 or 4 of the pillars of the religion..
So the double crossing feeling – was easy to detect ‘split your legs sexually up!!’ they said first, ‘I want you to be soo good.. so I can earn money and my purposes upon you you see.. ‘ and they gave you a good deal at first so to speak.. you thinking; finally I am saved, and to satisfy women is damn much better than being tortured by the inquisition!!, then came the shocker, all those promises they had done and displayed to earn interest upon your name, when they were about to become fulfilled, suddenly they tried to shoot you from a helicopter, and when it finally came to it, well, turned out they had planned to let you down.. The women were more or less whores all of them, but that didn’t mean that you couldn’t love them passionately.. it was just they wanted to see money to realise some kind of sexual relationship resulting in children.. so they let down both you and the women, you were never allowed to get happy and realise what was meant to be.. and so the whole thing dragged on endlessly, until Allah crushed the earth to dustparticles, and let the heavens return to its former state; how it was actually meant to be..
So suddenly they said: ‘split the legs down now.. we want the figure of X to appear, as to finally sacrifice everything to Satan in the end.. ‘ of course these positions are only figuratively, meant for the women.. applied on the male it is the sophist being homo, but ‘killing the thing he loves’ and then trying to possess as many women as possible, after the trauma hits them of never being allowed to love, never being allowed to be with the man who has enlightened the light in their hearts.. and traumitised people easily give up, if they have no strength from Allah, a hand from above to hold and trust in..
The Knife expresses this defaitistic attitude in their song ‘Heartbeats’ : ‘To call for hands from above, would not be good enough for me no’.. ‘not good enough’.. ‘The Knife, do you happen to come from Sweden??’ ‘Yees..’ (flattered) ‘Okej.. Then I know..’ the one who knows knows so to speak..
And they will tell you ‘split the legs up and split them down at the very same time’.. you look in shock at the impossible demand.. ‘it is like you saying’ you retort ‘that I should feed on only air and sunshine, sleep up in the sun itself to warm me from the cold of the night, and never need to drink anything’.. ‘now do it’ they will tell you.. ‘go to hell with you.. I will not let you fuck my ass you see!! ’ and you leave, throwing the contract in their face ‘your words are only worth shit paper!’ and you leave on an airplane going to some other place, before they get the idea to crucify you in that position they demand which is damn impossible..As you fly away you think; ‘same shit different name.. just as usual.. they demand you to fly into the future making great display of things happening – but ‘we can’t forgive you anything..’ it was the denial of ‘wa mima razaqa nahum’ of the beginning of the Quran, to give for Allah’s sake, or rather, to have the hall mark of enlightenment in your heart, since then your life was one big prayer of greatest significance, and your whole life you had given to the Creator, which then used YOU for any purpose He chose.. and you gave automatically anything belonging to you at the Command of the Creator.. well, looking at the sentence again, this is what it actually says: To give of what you yourself possess for Allah’s sake!
Buddha said: you can give WITHOUT loving, but you can’t LOVE without giving..
It was the destruction of the free movement of the Samuraij sword.. The dark Ninja of Burroughs, Moses Staff, was thus the very key to celestial movement again, when katatonia of reptile idiocy of the surrounding had stricken you with poison..