Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Never Class Struggle

I love silencing the sentry and hero versus throngs as action themes. The whole point is the extraordinary making short work of the ordinary.

The underdog to me is not the lowly besting the mighty. A hero is never the common man. He is bigger and stronger than the lowly. He may be a diamond in the rough but he was always a diamond. He may be an ugly duckling but he was always a swan. He may crawl and climb from the bottom but he crawls and climbs to escape where he never belonged.

The struggle of good against evil is never class struggle. There are heroes below and nonentities above but that is neither here nor there. Worldly station is not spiritual relevance.

Fire burns whether for good or for evil. It consumes whether for better or worse.

Heroes and villains are the fire that lights the human condition. The common are the fuel to be consumed. Victims feed villainy. The sentries and throngs feed heroes.

Politics is indeed a battleground in the struggle of good against evil but it is not the actual fight. The clash is beyond one set of rules against another.

Reality and fiction may differ in their details but never in their gist. Good fiction is the good in reality and bad fiction is its dysfunctions.

The first villain is always oneself. Our base nature is its foot soldiers. We must overcome the sentries and throngs in our struggle to thwart the mastermind that is our sinister intentions. We may have to contend with the elite henchmen who are the traumas and sophistries that challenge our sincerity. We may have to battle the monsters that are our primal fears. The hero must prevail or all is lost.

To be nothing and do nothing is the common evil. In fiction it is the useless foot soldiers of villainy silenced as sentries and slaughtered as throngs. Take heed: a nonentity’s weapons and uniform are in the service of a mastermind’s nefarious agenda. The mindless think what they are told to think and act accordingly.

I love the silencing the sentry and hero versus throngs as celebrations of excellence to the shame of mediocrity. The struggle of good against evil in very real terms is never better exemplified.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

The Path Most Taken

The lowly never fancy themselves nonentities, even when resigned to being lowly. Thoughts and feelings are real thus are assumed to have substance. Alas, a lowly thought is mindless and a passion of itself is meaningless.

Insignificance and inconsequential are the life and death of the lowly. Such a life may be loved and its death mourned but to be loved and mourned by nonentities is irrelevant.

There is a common notion that good is a lack of evil. The idea is that good people are those who follow whatever rules may be.

Evil, death and darkness are all the same. They are nothing, simply nothing at all. Evil is a lack of good, not its opposite for all things are good unless lacking. Death is when life fails and nothing else. Darkness is simply where light is weak or absent.

A nonentity is nothing as a person. The material thinks and feels but as the sheer sum of parts moved by the flow and balance of impersonal forces. The soul languishes for lack of gumption.

The lowly are evil for being lowly. They are nonentities because nothing about them is about them. They think without thinking and feel without caring.

The many, for all their billions, are worthless for only nothing can come of nothing. It is a waste to multiply what is always the same nothing. Being alive and having thoughts and feelings is a waste when squandered.

Few are good. Many are evil, most of whom for doing nothing. Wolves and sheep are the many. The few are the truly human beings.

Thursday, June 23, 2016

To Be or Not to Be

Human life is beyond all other life in its potential. Unlike plants and animals it is spiritual. Unlike angels it is divine. Potential must be realized, however, or it is irrelevant.

The least is the greatest and  the greatest least. Man is better than plants and animals because of his imagination and personal initiative. If he is unimaginative and fails to take initiative then he is less for he has no place in the natural order. Man is better than the angels because he can manifest beyond the sum of parts. Should he fail to make something of himself, however, he is less for the sum of his parts is paltry.

The spirit is willing and the flesh is weak. A man of spirit is a man of gumption, for good or for evil. A man of flesh is a creature of whim living for cheap thrills and instant gratification.

It is best to do good and worst to do evil but to do nothing is to be nothing. Human being, you are unique in that you decide your place in the grand scheme of everything. Be a hero or be a villain and you shall have a name in the greatest story ever told. Lose yourself in the crowd and you shall be lost in the pile of bodies.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Bearing Fruit

Few are sinister. Most quite simply do not care.

All is well, ultimately. Though the uncaring are the masses and the malevolent their agitators, the minority of good asserts itself.

Thriving societies have the higher ratio of good people. Languishing societies languish in their overwhelming sea of restless apathy.

An evil in a society of good is still evil, though its mischief may be tempered. A good in a society of evil is still good, though its luster may tarnish. An individual, not its society, is the wellspring of good or evil. Opportunities and excuses, of themselves, are irrelevant.

The death of the wicked is always good for evil dies with them. The death of the righteous is always a tragedy, even should it inspire, for good is conducive to life. Let he who is a blessing endure. May he who is a curse duly perish.

I am a writer, artist, game designer and music maker. My themes are murder, war and rape. They are also kindness, heroics and romance. The struggles are good against evil or the futility of evil in of itself. Justice prevails, always, or I would never be inspired.

Nice and generous are not always good. Brutal and stingy are not always bad. So long as all reap what they sow, for better or worse, all is well.

Evil would grind our world to a halt but good keeps us onward. May your life be momentum in the right direction.

Friday, June 3, 2016

Truly Unreal

A fantasy can be true or false. Fiction can be honest or a lie.

To imagine freely and for the sake of fancy allows our thoughts and feelings to flow. The effort is refreshing. Done creatively the thoughts give the feelings shape and the feelings invigorate the thoughts. We broaden our experiences and make use of our interests beyond the material.

Fiction at its best is the telling of a story to share the fun of imagination. A moral may be taught and views expressed but a good story is not its moral or politics. Comedy or tragedy, adventure or drama, good fiction is only good if it is fun.

I am a writer, artist, game designer and music maker. Making use of imagination is my specialty. I have my views and live accordingly. I have my fantasies and enjoy them thoroughly and unabashed. I love people and cherish their lives and dignity. My fantasies and fiction are often murder and mayhem, rape and slaughter.

I know the difference between fantasy and reality. My reality is restraint and responsibility and I would have it no other way. My fantasies are uninhibited and thrilling and I shall have them no other way.

A fantasy is false when it is untrue to its fancy. Corrupting thoughts to suit an agenda or suppressing feelings as a sanctimony squeezes the life out of imagination.

Fiction is a lie when it is disguised as truth. Realism can be educational or gritty but false claims meant to be believed are falsehoods.

Imagination and productive initiative are the good in the world. Our fantasies must be whimsical that we may be our true selves. Our reality must be responsible that we may live and live with others in a world worth living in.

Saturday, May 21, 2016

The Real Butterfly Effect

Time is not past, present and future but rather what happened as it happens and is going to happen. The lowly cannot be uplifted because they truly amount to nothing. The sinister cannot be redeemed for they are truly evil. The pure of heart are never lost, no matter their wandering, for their destiny is always with them.

Time is the moment of truth and nothing more. Nonentities shall prove themselves nonentities only to gain nothing as they have sown. The sinister shall make something of themselves only to pay for all they have stolen and destroyed. The pure of heart shall never rest, even in stillness, as they create the everlasting.

The lowly choose to be lowly by squandering their lives. The sinister choose to be sinister by their scheming. The pure of heart purify themselves by judging themselves.

The lowly are cheap if not worthless for they sell themselves for a pittance or give themselves for nothing. The sinister are always counterfeit for they stand with their back to righteousness and pretend to be glowing. The pure of heart are invaluable for they alone bestow meaning.

Time is coming to an end but its passing is the beginning of eternity. The caterpillar shall become the butterfly. The lowly and sinister shall be discarded as the pure of heart take flight.

Monday, May 9, 2016

Spirit of Man

Humanity’s material nature can still live and breathe without a soul. Its individuals would still have thoughts, feelings and personalities. Alas, our material nature is not what makes us human.

Inhuman entities sought to destroy humanity by mixing with it. The hybrids would not have souls. Though the seed of the entities would dilute as it spread, fewer and fewer people would be truly human. The species would become an undead race of primates. The few most like their sires would rule the many that are mere husks. The devils that begat these abominations would be worshiped as the gods.

Devils are never friends, not even with each other. Their rivalries were wars among their offspring. As the labors of men were consumed, the gluttonous hybrids developed a fiendish taste for human flesh and blood. The murderous appetites of these unnatural monsters inspired the legends of ogres, hags, ghouls and vampires. Humanity was being bred into an abomination and slaughtered into extinction.

God allowed humanity to worship devils but he would not allow the devils to destroy humanity. The false gods were imprisoned and their offspring given a “great sword” with which to exterminate each other.

Humanity worshiped the devils willingly and not because it was deceived. The lust for knowledge and power corrupted the wise and ambitious. Apathy and restless malevolence condemned the common man. The Flood brought an end to what became a hopeless age.

There were hybrids after the Flood but they were not survivors. Humans invoked devils in ritual intercourse. Fortunately, the hybridization was stayed by the divine sanction of genocide. Heroes of the like that inspired the legend of Beowulf preserved humanity by slaying these monsters.

Human imagination is beyond the knowledge and power of devils. A soul is beyond any and every unclean spirit. Whosoever loses his soul does so willingly, usually by sheer neglect. Realize your divine potential and you shall grow beyond the dust and water of your material nature. Know that what makes you human is the very breath of God itself.