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ROOT OF ALL EVIL

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ROOT OF EVIL

“Since boredom advances and boredom is the root of all evil, no wonder, then, that the world goes backwards;  that evil spreads.
This can be traced back to the very beginning of the world. The gods were bored; therefore they created human beings.”

~ Soren Kierkegaard ~

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Søren Aabye Kierkegaard (5 May 1813 – 11 November 1855) was a Danish philosopher, theologian, poet, social critic and religious author who is widely considered to be the first existentialist philosopher. He wrote critical texts on organized religion, Christendom, morality, ethics, psychology and the philosophy of religion, displaying a fondness for metaphor, irony and parables. Much of his philosophical work deals with the issues of how one lives as a “single individual”, giving priority to concrete human reality over abstract thinking and highlighting the importance of personal choice and commitment.

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RED RISING REVIEW

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red rising“The Red Rising Trilogy is an epic Macho Cinderella Story. The story and characters are eloquently sculpted from well-weathered egalitarian clichés of Star-Wars-Hunger-Game-Of-Thrones post-apocalyptic-peasant-revolts set in a high-tech ultra-hierarchal-Greco-Roman-space-opera-society.  Brilliant prose, plot twists and legions of antagonists are collectively dedicated to dystopian gore, guts and glory of gold-obsessed class-based blood feuds wherein the purposelessness of human life is to learn to love pain and power.

Predictably, The “Golden Couple” get married and live happily ever after, as most human fantasy stories aspire… getting married, having babies, living in a castle, served and lauded by the peasants is a “happy ending”.

The unwritten story, as usual, is that humans all die, inevitably, with nostalgic finality to seek their reward in “The Veil”.

This trilogy is perfect Hollywood film fodder for servants of money-motivated vested interests of the planetary power elite. The subservient classes: Red, Pinks, Browns etc., will spend their minimum wages in theaters by the shovel full to wallow in the “beautiful dramatic pain” of egalitarian dreams crushed in the subterranean mines of Mars.

Sadly, the genius of Pierce Brown as a masterful wordsmith and epic storyteller is wasted on repeating the same worn out “Hero Epic” story line recycled ad nausea since the days of Homer. Humans live in painful servitude until they die to be rewarded in the “afterlife”.  All in a blink of the eye for the soulless of “gods” who worship power and gold.

Where have all the Immortals gone?  Buried in the gory-damn dust of impossible dreams.

~ Lawrence R. Spencer ~

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OSCAR THE MORNING AFTER

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Oscar awakens the morning after another seedy one night stand with the Dandelion of Vanity

The Academy Awards are the unrivalled standard bearer and champion of vanity, self-glorification, self-promotion and self-importance.  No emperor or god or commercial enterprise in the history of humanity, with the possible exception of Pharaoh or Yahweh or the military, has every demanded and enforced upon the peasantry of the world the blatant and unabashed vanity of the Hollywood film industry.

The worshipful and obedient pandering  of the peasantry to the spectacle of  the annual Oscar Ceremony over the past 85 years is proof that slaves can be bought with aesthetics, just as the Roman Emperors placated the plebeians of Rome with free bread and gladiatorial battles in the arena.  Western civilization is carried on the shoulders of a peasantry who are all to easily averted from seeing the gory truth of  theft and slaughter that are hidden behind the crimson robes and golden statuary of bankers, emperors and wealthy business interests of the self-anointed royalty.

Let’s remember that the Hollywood film industry is a business.  It worships the gods of money…first, second, last and always.  It demands that you worship the gods of money and the aesthetic amusements they so skilfully offer to keep you in their game.  If you look behind the Hollywood curtain and follow the Yellow Brick Road to the motivational source of the parade of glitz and glamour you will discover that it is an illusion controlled by bankers, not artists. Bankers who control the artists, the emperors and the gods.  Bankers are the self-anointed emperors and would-be gods of planet Earth — as long as the peasantry allows them to be.