Finally 666 views

I'm so glad to finally see that 666 people have viewed my profile. I wish I was a little more savy with code so I could fix it there in perpetude, but never the less, it has happened. In dark of this joyous occasion I will rant a little on signs and meanings and such bullshit.

It's been my exprience that giving power to symbols is almost as bad as giving power to people. It corrupts!!!... Mostly because people put the meaning and belief behind the symbol. It's almost impossible to dismiss symbology only because it is so ingrained in the human psyche. Sort of like religion, which uses ritual and symbology to codify the brain into a group think scenario. The military would call it brainwashing, the media would call it branding. I call it being a sheep.

I've seen the re-branding of a product like I've seen so many conversions to another religion. Replacing one belief for another. Most likely changing the purpose for the belief. If you create need for a product it can be easily sold...like WTF is restless leg syndrome anyways...it means your a fidgety motherfucker who probably needs to chill out and worry less. Society creates need all the time and people lemmingize themselves. America is famous for it. The whole economy derives from a consumerist base. No one in america NEEDS the excess they buy, but a need to buy has been created and it drives everything from working to getting laid.

Fuck I mean status is a symbol, and it is a bitch of a power trip. Like I said I wish I knew code and from the outset of this blog cranked up my views to 666. Should it matter that it took so long....no....does it...yes. I'm the motherfucking devil yo...abracadabra! Even I am a slave to my own ego. I know that my content is lacking and that is why my views are lacking. It's cool, I'm out living it up cause this rotting flesh that I wear has an expiration tag dated for the unknown.

live it up

Brewfest

Well I'm no stranger to giving into my primordial self, it's almost the basis for everything I do, self inflicted constraint isn't all it's cracked up to be. Anyways before I become tangendental I will get to the thick of the plot this weekend.

I was fortunate to attend what I would call an underground Brewfest. I'm not sure how much this story needs, but here are the basics for what you might need. It's been a long time since I came to inhabit buffalo new york. It's really a HELL of a town filled with some of the most despicable politicians and businessmen. I came here in the height of it's glory the early 1900's. It had a glowing steel industry and was on par with NYC as far as population and growth. I perfect place for me to come in and really have some fun. Of course I cursed this place, not that it wasn't before. The cyclic nature of this area has long been known to native tribes. Anyways, After Mckinley's assassination the nature of my work was really more exposed and Buffalo became my hell on earth.

Now I've been around to here and there but when I really need to pull it all together I come back to Buffalo to stir up the pot. IT's actually a town on the upswing and I'm here planting some roots, and getting the networking skills in motion. Well this weekend was one of those events. The BRewfest was held in the old central terminal...the preservationists have been trying to save this thing forever. It's a beautiful mess, but makes for a great party spot. The preservationists are a while nother animal I can't even get started on right now I hate those fuckers

anyways...this central terminal was the spot back in the day now it's a demilitarized zone in the middle of the fucking ghetto on buffalo's east side. So if you will imagine close to 6000 white people invading the fucking hood to drink beer in a dilapidated train depot. That's brewfest!

Well anyways, they limited admission to 3000 people so there were lots of angry people. I of course come and go as I please, good friend of mine happens to be in tight with the people putting on the little baccineality. So that is what I spent my day yesterday doing, tasting beers from all over new york I can't remember a single fucking name of any beers...well except for one. It was called hop devil made by a Pennsylvania's Victory Brewing. There was also another beer whose slogan was "the devil made me brew it"...it was cute but I totally missed the name of the beer. I must inspire them to make more.

It was interesting running into some souls I had left lingering in limbo. Here we are gathered in an old abandoned train station and these poor lost souls shuffle their feet from one beer distributor to another sipping their lives away. I mean the symbolism just kills me. No departing trains just drunks zombified with alcohol whose only goal is to have fun and get fucked up. If they only knew I was the devil I'm sure some would of tried to pull into my circle and get out of their own wretched life.

Can't help someone who can't help themselves...it's a losing proposition.

666

I bet you fuckers thought I wasn't going to write anything about this overexposed drivle. Well I am happy to say that I will take a little time out of my schedule to comment on, yet again, the stupidity of the human race. Oh by the way i think you would love my new job. I am currently writing the news for broadcast. I hope that my new job in no way effects how I tell a story or explain things today. Truthfully writing the news is a whole nother subject I should expound on for you, to give some insight on why this world is so fucked up...one thing I will say is that for the most part it is a job of press releases and rehashing others work. There is no real news that doesn't come straight from a spin doctor.

Anyways concerning the events for today, I am happy to say that it is all bullshit. Well I mean I love the attention, please stroke my ego a little more with the "chicken little" routine. I mean to think that people are inducing labor a day early so their child will not be born today is fascinating...and I'm the evil one. How superstitious people are of a number that came from a misinterpretation of a fable. The number of the beast, me the devil, you got to be kidding. Revelations, a dream of John, purports the number of the beast. It calls out a man as the antichrist. If you look hard enough you can find the number in anything. Just as if you think people are watching you they probably are...because you acting like a fucking wacko thinking people are watching you.

So what of today, well it very well could signal the end times because someone has taken it to heart to do some damage on this day. Too often fiction becomes reality because of belief. Fear...the mainstay of every entry...or close to every entry, is at the heart of turning fiction to reality. You can never just disappear anymore. You can always be found, even as I post this blog a unique id is recognizing what router it is being sent from. For ever marking a time and place for the devil. I'm not trying to convince anyone I don't exist, I'm merely explaining that I will exist for those who believe no matter what. Just as god exists for those who believe.

We both know what bullshit it is though.

So on the most unholy day of days. On a day that will never happy again for another millennium. I suggest you think about how stupid it feels to be afraid of a number, to be afraid of a person, to be afraid of an ideology. It's time to reason your way out of the paper bag you've been hiding in, or from behind the religion you've been hijacked by. Even though we don't subscribe we are still forced to submit. We are forced to be more cautious because a fundamentalist blew up a building, we are forced to be more reverent so we don't look suspicious.

What ever happened to freedom I ask...does it even exist in privacy anymore?

I wonder if I can get 666 views by the end of today that would rock..speaking of which Slayer's new album comes out today, it better be good (perspectivly of course)

masterdebating

Part of the human service to intellect is questioning. Mostly authority, whether that authority is man or myth. When I think about how most revolutions happen, it's because of debate. It's like a brewing storm the difference in ideals clashing, the pressure difference being solved through words. It seems that most discourse comes by the way of propaganda rather than intelligent conversation. Obvious truth or lie; the difference matters little to those who wish to stay the course over the path of change.

Education is the opiate of the masses. Some would say tv, but I'll show you a history book from a high school and ask you what imapct it will have on a child...none. What impact does tv have...well it invokes questioning.

I for one love the history channel. It paints such a colorful picture of the past. Very imparitial too. Never taking one side or the other, but seeming to walk the line perfectly. While a high school textbook will often leave out facts or not explain a philosophy behind an event, the history channel offers up theory and thought. Now I could really go off on two tangents here. One teachers are idiots and need to be re-tested along with thier dopy students, the other is that the education system is set up to create a workforce and not leaders.

Both would be correct in assumption. It is important that you question everything and expect nothing. You get lazy and forget to question and then you fall into the trap.

I wonder if they read it?

It's occured to me in my time away from this journal that there are alot more of the followers of the lord who visit my blog than those who don't believe in God. Actually I should say e the ones who preach religion are more active on my blog. Frankly I find it funny. I wonder how many of them would keep my posts on thier blog if I was to put one up. Which begs the question...do these retards actually read my blog or just judge it by the title?

It's been my expirience that most christians, catholics followers of christ tend to be very judgemental, very prejudicial. Okay all you asshats that follower religion tend to skew that way. I'm not talking about you the holiday churchgoer, you know the hypocrisy and tend to go to church just to make sure that if there is a god you get into heaven cause you showed up every once in a while, you know for the biggies...his sons birth and his death. You figure you got it covered that way. Have fun with that okay....now for you preacher knuckleheads I want you to take a good hard look inside yourself. I want you to really examine your life have you been forgiven for all your sins, cause I know you got some deep ones you never told anyone about. Oh yeah I see'em, I see'em all brother. Your so ashamed that you feel you need to preach the word, that somehow if you convert a soul or two you'll be assured a place in the glory of heaven.

Well sucks to be you cause well doesn't exist...shit I don't even exist...you know what does exist?

your conscience trying to rectify your actions. Hey I'm not saying your a bad person far be it from the devil to tell anyone that...I'm just saying your misguided by your religious leaders. Hey that's your deal, your mortal and weak, well most, I know the less active readers who just like reading this for shits and giggles get what I'm saying. So I hope that all you religious nuts keep writing in my blog, I love it. One day I will go through and I will reply to you, thus assuring my linkage across the googleverse, and pushing me to the forfront of devil blogs. There's a lot of fakeraid out there but you got the OD Original Devil right here.

Anyways happy new year, I have a feeling this will be my best year ever!!!!

The time to rise

It is the time when all things crawl and time goes slow. Celebrate the night with an extra hour of your favorite indulgence. You feel the wind whip up and call your name to the darkness....don't be afraid. This a the prelude to the aria. The cacophony of screams, aren't what you think, it's the pleasure tonight over the pain. Hiding your face from your life and the real evils of the world, work and stress and the daily grind. You hide yourself away in preperation to start again without the pain of worry, without the pain of guilt. Time to harvest the pleasure let it rise up into you and enjoy the moment. They can't find you tonight cause your hidden, but I can see to your bone, your every thought, everything you want to be but are too afraid to be.

Let it out for tomorrow will be the apex of all things. The warm-up has begun, and the extra hour is just a sign, giving you the momentum to finish off. The cold will roll in too soon, and the winter will begin, but it is time now for all things. Your costumes show your real thoughts. The sexy teacher, or cop...the powerful king or demon. When will you realize that this is not that fantasy, that this is the reality you hide from. Are you really just taking the mask off this weekend. That is something that you have to decide for yourself...hiding from society, or unmasking yourself....I take the latter...the only time of year I can walk around as the demon I am and you laugh and giggle and think I am like you putting the mask on. I am taking it off for all to see.

Tomorrow will be the day to rise....it is time...

One thing that won't be televised is...

...the revolution.

The world is caught up in a cycle of pop history that is slowly twisting and contorting the future. There is a sense of impending doom the world feels right now. Almost writing it's own story of destruction. Society relies on technology to keep it's order, whereas technology just is and creates more chaos than it prevents. I view it as a chaos potential. More relient a society is the more chaos it will inflict after it's inevitable breakdown. I in no way am promoting anarchy as a solution to this. The funny part of anarchy is the order that it inflicts. It is very hard for those who promote this social agenda to come to terms with the balance.

It is foolish to think that any system is the "best" system. It's waht system can work with the heast amount of corruption and the least amount of interference. There is no perfect system. What I would love to see is a more active populace but complacency and apathy have taken over...convience of life outwieghs the small freedoms that are being taken.

You see small things start to emerge from a free state turning to control

A feeling of unrest everyday, fear as a way of life. I think most who grew up under tha dark shadow of mutually assured destruction know what I am talking about. The younger culture doesn't remember that fear, they only know the fear of terrorism, which to me is so much smaller. The thought of a 20 megaton nuclear device pointed at major cities is more frightening that a bomb going off on a rail system. The percieved difference is the unexpected. A terror bombing just happens...whereas a intercontinental nuclear missle would take 10 hours to reach a city so atleast order to chaos had more time to work with. Repention had some time, not like that of a terrorist.

It's not surprising that this journal doesn't get more attention. I've probably been flagged by religious nuts who have been told that the devil is evil, and without reading the words they have come to a desicion to take my blog out of the circuit. Not sure if I actually care or not. I am fairly curious as to how many people read this. Aren't we all though. I imbody the 7 deadly sins, for I am not only the devil but human. Everything that makes you human is speled out in the 7. The earth is the island of Dr Morouex (er however you spell it). Always trying to make human less the animal that they really are.

Well if it's not going to be televised at least you can still read about it...you can read can't you?