Guns. You think you have enough until the zombies come. Sic semper tyrannis.
Monday, October 31, 2016
The Code (From a Friend)
In your speech:
Be clear, brief, and speak in complete sentences. Get to your point quickly. In this world, the only thing more boring than someone who won’t come to the point, is someone who keeps talking after he’s made his point!
In your relations:
Be relentlessly trustworthy and honest. Where there is trust, no proof is necessary. Where there is none, no proof is possible, and “getting it in writing” won’t make much difference!
In your presentation:
Be modest and humble. Boasters and braggarts are a bore and never make themselves welcome!
In your conflicts:
Show respect to all, but grovel before none. Be prepared to do what is true, good, and right, even when it is not understood, nor popular! In your work:
Be of good service. Live to advance your Art. Seek to do more than merely occupy space. Civilization needs to benefit from your presence!
Don’t pretend. Confront facts, even ugly ones, squarely and honestly. Don’t con your friends, and don’t con yourself! “Dream Worlds” are always anguished and short-lived.
In your struggle:
Confront the fact that you are less than perfect! Strive to minimize your blemishes. Against your last day, make sure your flaws die before you do!
In your death:
Be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear, so that when their time comes, they weep and whine, because they are unacquainted with the True Way and have no hope. Sing your Death Song only once, then step across the Great Divide, never looking back- like a hero... going home.
It is not about an actual God or actual faith. It is a Mad, Dark Fraternity that permits its members to act out the most barbaric acts they can think of to fulfill their disturbed psycho/sexual perversions.
Ideas so good they must be imposed by force!
"There is no left and right. There is only tyranny and freedom."
"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom,go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you.
May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen." -Samuel Adams