"Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You."
Isn't that verbatim-esque what every other "sacred" text & whatnot says?
or
is the "But Only People Like You, Those You Want Something From
& Those You're Sexually Attracted To So You Can Get Something Or Get Laid" implied?
That is all I wanted a response to.
Danno refused, lugubriously ignoring me time and again while every
fucktard query (
"Daniel how strongly do you feel that the word SACRED has a dynastic symbiosis with the SACRUM? Blessings.") got our Psychedelic Martha Stewart's full attention.
As for
why a Sacred Warrior would wield such limp
douchebaggery ... I'd say the answer is from the same file as
'if Medicine's focus was on curing disease, not treating disease, no one would make any money.'
Here's the
Pinchster in his own soporific words. Note the recurring theme:
"Ignorant people have been tossing the word revolution around like a used Hustler Magazine on this blog.
> (Sorry Larry Flynt. You were good to me and you saved the First Amendment. I was your "Hustler" interview of the month twice.)" <
> "Over the past decade, I have engaged in an intellectual and spiritual odyssey that began when I was in my late twenties, in the depths of an existential crisis. At that time I was a journalist whose work had appeared in The New York Times Magazine, Esquire, Wired, among others, and the editor of a New York-based literary magazine, Open City. <
I tried
ayahuasca, the sacred “medicine” of the Amazon basin, brewed from two jungle plants, in a ceremony in downtown Manhattan.
> I also took an assignment from a music magazine to go through a tribal initiation in Gabon <, on the West African equator, using a psychedelic
rootbark,
iboga, that sent me on a long trip back through my childhood,
> also featuring prophetic hints and telepathic views. I wrote about these experiences, and many others, in my first book, Breaking Open the Head: A Psychedelic Journey into the Heart of Contemporary Shamanism, published by Random House, in 2002." <
> "I am an avatar and messenger sent at the end of a kalpa, a world age, to bring a new dispensation for humanity – a new covenant, and new consciousness." < (via 'transmission')
"The more who can read the "map"... the more will survive. > We aren't charging for this and I ask is that you buy my old book and soon, my new one... frequently."<
> "Suffering from nihilism, I found that
> I desperately needed to interrogate my world view, and to see if there were any other options." <
And he found them! Blessed be!
Classic options that have lit up the lives of Bush, Cheney, Hitler, L. Ron Hubbard, Stalin, Bernie
Madoff, the Pope - among other celebs. It is Self-Aggrandizement + Claims Of Superior Knowledge in a blend customized to cash in on and manipulate others by preying on their fears.
One
wor(l)d - $
EMINAR$.
The mantra:
KA-
CHING!
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"It was his notion that the moment one of the people took one of the truths to himself, called it his truth, and tried to live his life by it, he became a grotesque and the truth he embraced became a falsehood." --Winesburg, Ohio, Sherwood Anderson, 1919
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Hey
Pinchbeck! What if you *emulated* Jesus, Buddha and the rest of the boy band, not in theory but MOMENT BY MOMENT instead of dissecting them? It's always the same message, with this or that ego torquing the skew.
We Humans waste years playing
nyah nyah with piffle. Why?
What if we all, starting RIGHT NOW - just fucking
behaved?
I will now limn what BEHAVING means with examples tailored for you and the
Pinchbeckistan(TM) citizenry.
1.) When you're in the bathroom at a party, YOU DO NOT look through cabinets and drawers for
Vicodin, even if you were going to 'only take one.'
2.) If you accept money for a service, say, building a website, IT IS NOT OKAY to disappear to Costa Rica for a month,
even if you think that 'time' is a grotesque man-made construct, and "
only when the clock stops does time come to life." (William Faulkner)
3.) If you have a child, (attn: Daniel) YOU DO NOT spend time/money traipsing to the Amazon AGAIN to take drugs and fuck bimbos - sorry, 'priestesses' -
AGAIN when your last three 'enlightening'
ayahuasca 'journeys' could not solve your self-absorbed prick problem.
Instead do something
quantifiably constructive for World Consciousness, like supporting your kid in
her world with the choice to find her
own path, and not cram her into a myopic, prurient trip like your parents did with you.
Daniel:
"I would have no problem with my daughter attending a Daime ritual when she is a bit older, perhaps nine or ten, if we go down to Brazil together." Dude, why don't you take her to Disney World instead?
3.) From evidence you see live every day and in media, YES IT IS WRONG to fuck your buddy's girlfriend.
It Is Wrong for the
moderne homo-
sapien to have sex with people he does not intend to honor in the future with his future. The outcome is almost always negative for fucker or
fuckee, it does NOT advance what is fine in Humankind, and it wastes time we cannot spare in this endgame of our species'
disintegration.
And no,
monogamy is not 'natural' to the human animal. That's my point.
We must, by will, override our Animal at this
carrefour in time like we did back when with shitting outdoors. It wasn't 'natural' for us to poop inside a building but we knew that was part of growing a civilization as we, ourselves, defined it. We made the collective decision to defecate in private and, with that, moved Humanity forward
Looking to the sky, earth, 'shamans,' gods, 'spirit guides', totems, 'ancient wisdom' or drugs for SIGNS to indicate direction for every fucking move is ARCHAIC thinking. We must leave that way back in Animal and step up.
We, Humanity, have evolved to an amazing point. We can now make substantial Darwinian decisions ourselves, consciously, as evolving human beings, for the Higher Good.
Or not.
We say we don't want our Beast to win but REALITY CHECK - it's winning. It's winning in you, Daniel, with your bullshit loft partie$, $eminars, celeb courting, self-lauding, media whoring, eliteist behavior, promiscuity, fame/money driven views, exploitation$ of '2012' based on the few Mayan codices that survived... ignoring their possible invalidation by the many that did not.
Humans are ape-adjacent, so INCREDIBLY far from a wave. We're simple life forms still, mold in a petri dish. It's LUDICROUS for us to pimp walk around like we da Big Brains, da shizz - SEZ WHO?
Clearly, there is Other out there. Clearly we cannot understand it, agree what it is, or interpret it beyond the confines of our obvious limits.
Howzabout we bag the crap and go to work on building Human harmony on this Earth which we - including you, Daniel - are trashing, insuring the death or living hell of our descendants?
Which brings me to...
4.) When someone asks legitimate questions that challenge your views, Daniel, IT IS WRONG to throw them off of your website. Especially if you bill yourself as an open souled and minded 'Sacred Warrior' questing for truth.
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My questions started with a whisper. Well, a 'whisper' for me. I mean it had a little cha-cha, yeah, I self-amused, but Reality Sandwich is boring as hell. Here it is:
AYAHUASCA IS THE NEW ABSINTHE! VISIONS ARE THE NEW BLACK!
Submitted by xanaduxero on Mon, 03/31/2008 - 14:28.
I'm old, like a gazillion in dog years, and I've heard The Newly Expanded's 'MO BETTA CONSCIOUS THAN THOU' Ayahuasca babblings for, like, two decades now. The Church of Diame (sp?) devotees, the South American "I lived with the Shamans" crowd, the "I went on a raft and met _______ who recognized I was a Special Whitey so he shared his ancient secrets and ______ with me" gaggle etc. What strikes me like a 2x4 of collapsed star-like dense matter is that NONE of these people, NONE (with the exception of mah man, good ol' Daniel P., who co-brewed this site, who I don't know)
** have done JACK SHIT with their astounding expansions, JACK SHIT but verbally jack off at cool soirees, say "Namaste" a lot and try to get laid. WHAT GOOD IS CONSCIOUSNESS, EXPANSION, ENLIGHTENMENT, FAME, "GNOSIS" et al if it doesn't further humanity as a whole? It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing. You see jaguars? BIG FUCKING WHOOP. If you really have an edge here - APPLY IT. Selflessly and relentlessly. OR... you are just a 2.0 version of all that you claim to despise.**
Q: What was I even doing on Reality Sandwich if I think it's so frickin dull? A: Trying to kiss ass. (**Ass kiss Ex. 1.) Sigh. That never works for me.
I had submitted an article to Reality Sandwich
(sounds like a three-way with ugly people), and they accepted it. I was thrilled because every hot guy on the SpriChill Global Downtown rave scene thinks that Pinch is the shit. Also, quite frankly, my inner Olivia Twist simpered, "Maybe THIS is my place... Maybe this kind of writing is what I was meant to do!"
I kept signing on to see if my piece was up yet, and while I was there, since I
no doubt would become a regular contributor why not make my presence known? HA, to quote Stanley Kowalski.
I started responding to articles. Some were nice, and I praised them. Some were inane. It never occured to me that on an EXPAND YOUR MIND site run by
visionaries with a mission to aid the ascention of Earth's sentient creatures, any point of view would be off limits. Plus, I'm no teenage tweaker. I'm a middle-aged mom.
Yet... my comments began disappearing. Comments like this about a piece on "Synchromysticism" with content like, "I was thinking of a parking space - and there it was!":
"OY FRICKIN' VEY Submitted by xanaduxero on Thu, 04/24/2008 - 23:28. The art of realizing meaningful coincidence in the seemingly mundane with mystical or esoteric significance." Oh, how chic-ly metaphysical. Makes me crave a Mapplethorpe retrospective with poi twirling and a merlot rated 90+. Sometimes, gods and goddesses, a cigar is just a cigar. Sometimes it's more, but trolling for magic in "mundane" circumstances is most often - pardon my synaptic bourgeoisity - cerebral chicken choking, vanity, a waste of time. Please, define 'art' here and, while you're at it, 'mystical' and 'esoteric'. Like 'hot' those words can mean a zillion things. Actually, scrap that. Explain instead why (writer's name) takes such Hollywood credit for musings that dock in most everyone's head from the age of six. And why they really matter when one can simply practice The Golden Rule and examine our own actions with a goal to improve.
That was termed "A PERSONAL ATTACK" and expunged by the Pinchbeckistan musketeers.
HUH?
So I pursued, dogging them about their censorship, hypocricy and the fact they were behaving like the Christian Right with cooler dogmas and hotter outfits.
Here's another post, not even my words - direct from Wikepedia:
AH, CHILDREN, ITS JUST A KISS AWAY...
Submitted by xanaduxero (not verified) on Tue, 07/08/2008 - 21:38.
"The Thought Police (thinkpol in Newspeak) are the secret police of Oceania in George Orwell's dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four.
It is the job of the Thought Police to uncover and punish thoughtcrime and thought-criminals, using psychology and omnipresent surveillance from telescreens to find and eliminate members of society who were capable of the mere thought of challenging ruling authority.
The government attempts to control not only the speech and actions, but also the thoughts of its subjects, labeling unapproved thoughts with the term thoughtcrime, or, in Newspeak, crimethink.
It also had much to do with Orwell's own "power of facing unpleasant facts", as he called it, and his willingness to criticize prevailing ideas which brought him into conflict with others and their "smelly little orthodoxies".
The term "Thought Police", by extension, has come to refer to real or perceived enforcement of ideological correctness.
- Wikipedia
Its so easy to be all you claim to despise.
They canned it. It disappeared.
Comment after comment CENSORED. I wrote Daniel e mails, many, asking why. What I got back was silence, but for a cyber smirk in the form of of Nurse Ratched's -
pardon, Sacred Lackey
Jonathan
'Shy-Of-XY' Phillips' - recurring regurgitation of comment "rules."
I then inquired why a comment trouncing
me for my thoughts wasn't censored too, if crowd control was so strict.
At last, Sacred J. reared back and POUNCED:
Hi Xanadu, I've removed the comment you tagged below as it was indeed a personal attack. However, I wanted to inform you that after sending you the comments guidelines a number of times and reminding you of the comments policy of the site, you've continued to make personal attacks against members of the community. We have received many, many complaints from RS participants from these attacks** and since you've continually refused to follow the guidelines of the site, we have decided to delete your account. It seems apparent that your interests are different than those of this site and I'm sure there's many other places on the web you can turn to for news, discussion and information that's a better fit for you. I wish you the best in your future journeys. Sincerely, Jonathan
(** Yeah, right.)
I wrote back:
"You are not god, how can you know my "interests"? Your interests, may I surmise then? Sex with girls you can't get with looks or charm, power and money. Fuck you, Jonathan and your Sacred Bullshit persona. Enjoy the knowledge that your ass licking skills have just netted you this sorry gig brown nosing a fraud."
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I am THRILLED to announce to you, dear readers, that THIS... IS NOT THE GOOD PART OF THE STORY.
The
good part of the story comes NEXT... when I re-joined the mostly
All White All Male Reality Sandwich az
Ghetto Sista LaVondelle.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
Q: What's a paradigm?
A: Twenty cents.
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