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Party For Your Right To Fight
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Jan 26, 2007 3:38 pm
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Way back in time, when I used to be tickled by PAIN, I never figured out that you can be a submissive and by such strange means experience eclectic pain in aroused situations.
Instead, I loved to FIGHT.
The wham bam of a fist hitting you in the face is like nothing else in this world. It is love. In fact, one fine day at the gym, I shocked my mates by suggesting that boxing is really a ritualised form of homosexual sadomasochism. It seemed OBVIOUS to me, but I think that was a tough one to chew for many guys.
Of course, MY all time favourite fighter is Sonny Liston... the mean and "evil" underdog who was absolutely unparallelled until Mike Tyson came along.
But boxing is out. It is passè and a thing of the old world. What counts nowadays is K1 and UFC. And the fighters I love to watch are people like Mirko CroCop, Jerome LeBanner, Fedor Ivanovich, Glaube Feitosa, Remy Bojansky....
The new wave of the art of ring fighting.
It is true what they say: There is no place in this world where you are as lonely as in that ring. This is probably not something you can understand if you have never felt that particular combination of fear and excitement - and ultimately unconditional love and respect for your opponent. Why, he is your only friend in this world at that time, no matter how twisted that sounds. You are true equals, but only one of you will walk out on your own two feet...
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Kneel Bitch!
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Jan 25, 2007 11:42 am
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I was mildly amused over something that sassybratangel wrote. And it is a thing that seems to come around every now and then, like the fucking flu.
W.H.Y. does every dominant aspiring male think that a submissive woman should be all in awe over his mighty MASTAH-ness? Please. Be realistic.
BDSM is not a cheap excuse to not face your own issues, grow up, and be a MAN. You may fancy yourself to be the shit but this is all in your mind.
The name is irrelevant now.
So you are a dominant? Well tough shit. You will have to prove yourself before you can expect women to be in awe of you. It is not like it used to be in the good old days. In fact, it is now so much NOT the good old days that you will probably be better off by stating "unsure" about your role and then be respectful and attentive from there on.
Online make-believe shite does not a dominant make! And fuck THE SILLY, DOCILE, STUPID WOMEN WHO FALL FOR THIS!!! The timeless and ageless virtues of being a man still applies. You will NOT get away with anything less.
And on a personal note: Why you flaccid, docile, lazy piece of fucking shit! WHY OH WHY did you ever think that women would like you? Fuck you. Go be with men. (If they want you, that is.)
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GODDAMMIT!!!
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Jan 24, 2007 4:00 am
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Which is your favourite curse word? Say you have a situation where you are hitting your thumb when trying to hammer in a nail, or bumping your head quite hard and unexpectedly into something. Most people react to that with an immideate adrenaline rush and a screaming desire to kick something, and shout... what?
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Snow Suit Elegance
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Jan 24, 2007 12:38 am
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with one ferocious blow, winter has arrived in Oslo, Norway. After 2 months of eerily warm weather, there is now a foot of snow and 15 minus degrees. I live in an old and squeaky house (Addams family style) where the insulation COULD have been better, so it is freezing cold indoors as well.
What can you do? The answer is 3-4 layers of clothes, several thick socks and a fire in the fireplace. And when outdoors, dress in a "snowmobile suit" and alpine boots. I may not look very elegant, but I am SO not going to fucking freeze for vanitys sake...
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Xeper
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Jan 23, 2007 12:06 pm
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If I remember correctly, it is the ninth hour of the night, when the boat of Afu Ra, the dead sun, is transformed into a serpent which crosses the red sands of the kingdom of Seker, the oldest Egyptian god of them all.
From the infinitely high ceiling of Sekers realm, there is a cobweb thin thread hanging down with a faintly glowing beetle attached to the end, and this is all the light there is in this dreadful place. This beetle is Xepera, the god of the suns rebirth, and self creation.
We may contemplate this mythological tableau of dream like imagery and ask what it is we are looking at. What does it mean ?
Anyway, we won't dwell on that. Rather, we shall pick up the concept of self creation, and call this the principle of lesser magic . But what does it mean ?
Every day we create ourselves. Never are we truly presenting ourselves "as we really are" to the world, but rather a mask of representation, whether we realise this or not. We have a more or less realistic self image, and we try to make this show on the surface (unless we for whatever devious reasons want to misrepresent ourself!). This is an unconcious act of sorcery, or more specifically "lesser magic". It is self creation - the Hermetic art of uniting the inner with the outer and becoming one.
People WILL judge you. It is inevitable. As soon as they see you, they will "scan" you with their gaze and make some prelimenary decisions about what they think of you, in order to fit you somewhere in the larger picture which is THEIR subjective world and reality perception.
They see, they think, they make judgements.
We cannot really control what other people should and shouldn't think about us, but we can for damn sure guide them on their way. If you look, sound and smell like a slob, then that is how you will be perceived. And based upon this perception, you will be judged. This is not fair or unfair - this is the inevitable, it is human nature.
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The Art Of War
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Jan 23, 2007 1:45 am
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Posteriority has shown that Adolf Hitler wasn't much of a military thinker. He had, however, the good wits to let his expert generals run the show, up until such a point that he thought that it was HE that was the genius, and not the peerless military quality of the German armed forces.
When the Germans occupied Norway in 1940, they sent no less than 350,000 soldiers to occupy a country of 3.5 million people. They did the job with thorough efficiency - by going in, immobilising the civilian as well as the military structures, desarming the entire population, and placing their own people (and/or Norwegian collaborators) in all key positions of society. For five long years, they held the nation in an iron grip - and apart from the usual guerrilla and sabotage campaigns (which are to be expected in an occupied country), there wasn't much fuss about it. The power of the Germans were not to be fucked around with, they meant business, and quite mercilessly so.
On the morning news today, I saw a video clip from the second in command of Al Quaida, mocking the new strategy of the American president George Bush - which apparently is to send 20,000 more lambs to the slaughter. "Why not send 50 or 100 thousand?" he said rhetorically. "Or why not your entire army?"
When you go to war - or really any kind of military campaign - you take precious care of defining EXACTLY what is the objective of the military actions taken. Does anyone really know what was the objective of the war against Iraq? One day it is this, the next day it is that. It goes without saying that you cannot expect to uphold a proper military motivation and discipline when you have no idea what the fuck you are doing. I have even seen interviews with soldiers on site, in Iraq, saying openly that they do not know why they are there and that all they are concerned about is to stay alive from day to day.
How can you expect to win a war when the soldiers in the front line have no idea what they are doing, and why? It is still rather fuzzy what is the strategic objective for the military campaign in Iraq. A war against terrorism? Give me a fucking break. You cannot send soldiers out to fight an idea.
The horrible thing is that Al Quaida is right. There is no way America can win this war in Iraq - not in any way, shape or form - and the reasons for this are the most basic and simple rules of all when it comes to the art of warfare.
1. Know your enemy - and know yourself!
2. Know your objectives, and aim directly at achieving these, with no unnecessary waste of resources.
In a perverse way, I am mildly amused by this all (even though I acknowledge the personal tragedy of the soldiers involved - and their families!), because it has gone quite exactly as I expected. There never were any weapons of mass destruction. It wouldn't matter if Saddam Hussein was dethroned. And last but not least: Can ANYONE seriously point at ANY time ANYWHERE in history when a foreign army was ever hailed as liberators for waging war against a home government, no matter how bad?
I recall a story I heard about how a mighty warrior giant once was defeated by a shepherd boy with a sling shot...
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Should I Pump That Pimp Or Pimp That Pump?
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Jan 22, 2007 11:38 am
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Language is funny business. It can be twisted and bent to suit almost any meaning... but it never really comes to you when you need something smart to say at the most. "Just saying something" is usually not the best strategy. It is amazing where your own mouth can take you some times. Look around you. People who shut up more than they talk always seem more interesting and smart.
Anyway, I made a new word today. MULTIMEDIOCRITY. It is used for most of the roadkill you pass on the information superhighway. Then I came up with MULTIMEDIOCRACY. It is the peer pressure towards conensus and hierarchic structures in online situations. Ultimately, this will result in several big dogs fighting to become the MULTIMEDIOCRATOR, i.e. the ruler of la la land.
Okay, time for tea...
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The Constituents Of Male Beauty
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Jan 22, 2007 1:17 am
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I guess this question is more directed at my female readers - and possibly the few percentages of men that can acknowledge the beauty of the male form without feeling this threatening to their sexuality.
What is it that makes men beautiful?
I was having a chit chat with my girl Keres when I mentioned that I feel as if I am bordering on being fat right now, after a heavy month of December, and I need less opulent food and more heavy work in order to get back to my preferred shape. I will remark that this is really rather more about me feeling light and bouncy than about vanity, but there can be no doubt that ALL people look better if they are fit, than if their body tells a story about a lazy lifestyle.
Anyway, I was having a strong gag reflex at something on the morning news. It was some fitness instructor dude who was a bit of a feminine diva in the way his hands were gesticulating, his voice was modulated, etc. and he was "sending a message to all Norwegian men" that it is now OK to indulge in various creams, skin care products and whatnot. He was extremely trained, and had that type of defined muscularity that looks like a condom which has been stuffed with walnuts.
Y'all will have to excuse me - I MAY be just anachronistic, bigotted, conservative or whatever you want to call it - but I view with the mostly most utmost and deep suspicion all males that use as much bathroom shite as does women (generally speaking). Nor do I feel comfortable about that walnut stuffed condom looking body. In fact, it is all WRONG when a man is vain in the same way that you would expect a woman to be.
I have stated earlier that I cringe if I have to be physically close to really FAT people. And by this I mean people who are FAT, not the normally overweights. If they look like they would not survive a 100 yard dash at full speed, I consider them worthless scum that deserves to die. Sorry all you liberals, but this is how I feel about it.
Now I will add that I feel something similar about the male types that are narcissistic and vain. What the fuck does metrosexual mean anyway? Go away. A man who can neither FIGHT nor perform the most elementary craftsmanship is nothing but a useless twat. (You will be forgiven A LOT of other negative things if you are a nifty handyman!) And, oh yes, there is also the problem with soft hands where I tend to agree with the former Khmer Rouge regime of Cambodia: Throw them into a ditch and shoot them.
So, to sum it up, I confess to being such a conservative bigot that I am repelled by males who do not in any way, shape or form radiate at least SOME form of contact with the classical male virtues of reliability, calm collectedness, handy capeability and the determined power to take action.
Quite frankly, I have a feeling that it is soon appropriate to steal the M2F transgender label of SHE-MALE in order to apply it to the more sensitive and feminine types of "modern males".
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Confession Time
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Jan 19, 2007 11:00 pm
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Is this blog, The Splendor of Hell, on your actively watched blogs list? How do you find the blogs you think interesting? How many blogs are you following regularly?
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Song Of The Day
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Jan 19, 2007 7:48 am
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URIAH HEEP - BIRD OF PREY
Taken from the album SALISBURY, this song is a virtual embodiment of everything that prog rock was about. I am playing it in my car as I drive right now, as part of a "playlist" of 70's heavy rock that I recorded on a tape specifically as a soundtrack to car driving.
Apart from Uriah Heep, that tape cassette includes notoriabilities such as Atomic Rooster, Hawkwind, Nazareth, Deep Purple, Mountain, Redbone, Geordie, Led Zeppelin, King Crimson, Black Sabbath... and whatnot. Even Iron Maiden. Wasn't there a Motorhead song too? Whatever.
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