mandag 18. januar 2010

Compassion.

Once upon a time, millions of years ago, the planet Earth was teaming with life. From the point of view of the Universe, that was not so long ago. Lush greenery came, only to be overcome by desert, only to be overcome by plant life, etc., etc.

The predominant varieties of animal life were dinosaurian, reptilian and avian. Over time, a small mammalian creature evolved. Living on the fruits of such a lush planet, they quickly grew more numerous. The other families of animal did not yet have anything to worry about. In fact, the more carnivorous among them found this newcomer to be quite tasty. But, the mammals were sneaky.

Over time, due partly to the great number of descendants of our shrew-like friends, stressing the local food supply, and partly from the natural ebb and flow of weather patterns on this planet, the mammal neighborhood began to take on a desert form. It soon became obvious that they would have to venture out, and find greener pastures. They knew that the only way they would survive was if they stuck together, and crossed a great desert, a vast expanse of dry, cracked land, to what they hoped would be another garden they could call home. So, our friends prepared by eating large amounts of food, drinking as much as they could and conserving their energy for the fateful trek.

The time finally came to make their move. At first, each and every one was as robust as they had ever been; but, over time, it became abundantly evident that some were not as strong in constitution. This was hidden by the fact that it was always so easy to get what they needed. Then, it finally happened. Our herd was spotted by a team of hungry, hunting carnivores. They were not the fastest moving, but with patience, they would be able to feast on the flesh of the weaker members that were left behind. Those that escaped could be dealt with on another day. The mammals, smelling danger, moved faster still.

But the carnivorous creatures were in luck; for it seemed that this particular species had a heightened sense of compassion. What caused this particular trait? Perhaps it was a by-product of their size. The need to look out for each other may be what has kept them alive all of these years; but, on this particular day, this trait would prove their undoing. Unwilling to leave any single member behind, the stronger mammals retreated to the back of the line, in order to assist their ailing members. Within a short period, the entire herd was wiped out. This scene played out on enough occasions that this particular species, once destined to evolve to primate, and some of our distinguished dino-scientists have even speculated they may have been able to develop the brain size to perhaps become the dominant species. Imagine that; mammal supremacy.


The above story came to mind after reading Nietzsche. Specifically, his thoughts concerning Christianity being a religion of pity and his idea that compassion runs contrary to human progress. When one thinks about it large amounts of resources are spent on relief programs brought about by the idea that society owes the less fortunate. Imagine if those resources were focused on actual advancement.

As time went on, I began to realize that such a one dimensional view of the subject was caused, partly, by a shallow understanding of what I had read. The context of the ideas developed by Nietzsche is his somewhat peculiar view of pain and suffering. He saw it as the instrument of evolution from man to superman.

The statement on compassion that I read was not a reflection of callous disregard; but, rather, a genuine interest in humanity. To shield a friend, for instance, from his suffering was to deny him the possibility of transcending his present state. He advocated developing a thick skin in order to stop you from showing compassion even for a friend, in the interest of your friend. There seems to be an element of pain inflicted on oneself for the future betterment of all involved. As illustrated in my childish fable, should the friend not be able to find the strength to get back up, going to his aid will only weaken the whole. This concern casts a much different light on the readings.

Feelings of pity and compassion are part of the emotional arsenal we have inherited. Like all emotions, it is healthy to find an appropriate outlet for them.

What is the satanic view on compassion? I do not think hard and fast rules are helpful. There is no one answer. Each situation is unique. In some cases, it seems only obvious that you help the object of your pity. Most would help a child, or elderly person. My personal rule of thumb is to help those who have spent the reserve of their natural abilities. For instance, a learning disabled person would garner my help before an able bodied person who has only put forth a half hearted effort. The actions of each individual would be different.

The bottom, for me, is that any act of compassion comes from my desire to act on the human emotion of pity. It is a self-serving act. I am certainly not open to the constant bombardment from without that would put my compassion button into overdrive. It is that trespass into the emotions of others that find to be most objectionable by religions such as Christianity, and injurious to human progress.
I do not think an act of compassion is unsatanic when it is done as a self-conscious action, bringing some relief or joy to the actor. How that is played out is totally up to the individual, based on temperament.

torsdag 14. januar 2010

Creatures of habit.

Human beings are creatures of habit. While each person comes in a different size, shape, form, etc., the one common variable is that, no matter what changes or variations may appear, he or she will usually gravitate to the things they are familiar with or are used to.

It is the majority of the herd who are driven by mere impulse, and poor use of judgment. Those who shoot themselves in the foot by making their choices and decisions out of what others are doing, or what is fed to them from the media. Once such non-individuals dig themselves into this rut of a routine, their chances of trying anything different (for their own benefit, as well as the logical decrease of inconvenience) vanish for good.

Think of the many people who travel to large chain retail department stores in December for Xmas shopping. It is because they masochistically put themselves in the situation to want to be stuck in traffic, deal with pitiful drivers, and be cramped up in large crowds. It's because they don't care about wasting gas in a traffic jam, potentially starting fights with others in jammed intersections or condensed parking lots, or even trampling another human being to death just so he or she can get into the store on time for the "10 minute, 10 percent off" sale.

All because it's "something that we've done every single year", or it's "holiday season". Failing to realize that good pre-planning (or better execution of obtaining a list of goods before the big Holiday Rush) can save an abundance of hassle or turmoil is a common flaw of the average herdling creature. They are just driven by the sounds of annual music ringing throughout the airwaves, as well as the commercials on TV complete with glowing lights around the percentage that he/she can save on the latest product (without knowing how much money is actually being spent on what is, usually, a piece of disposable garbage).

Examples are certainly not limited to the previous I've mentioned above. It also carries over into the arenas of food and health as well. Many people will eat anything as long as they're told "it tastes good", without regard of any personal choice or thought in the process. And once he or she is "hooked" on a favorite (addicted should be a better choice of word), then hell forbid if any other options, suggesstions, or changes should come along; if it interferes with their old favorite dish, it will be (most likely) left out by the wayside.

Is being a creature of habit necessarily a bad thing? Well, if you happily realize that your actions are determined by going with the steady flow or engaging in a particular routine without any questions, then no. Keep the habits going steady! Those in any market (be it clothing, entertainment, food/drink, tobacco, etc.) who want nothing more than to take advantage of your habits (as well as burn a hole in your pocket) will be patiently, quietly, yet boldly waiting for your kind to line-up at the front door.

It's not only evident in the places frequented, but also in the styles of clothing worn, activities engaged in, destinations traveled to, the lifestyle and occupation followed, literature read, movies watched, music listened to, food and drink consumed, and people associated with. While many will scream "this is not true", what they forget is that they themselves can hardly ever accept any genuine change (be it subtle or drastic) in behavior, routine, or action in any given situation.

Realizing that you, the reader with Satanic perspective, may be a creature of any particular habit at any point, what separates you from the dullards of society is your self-awareness and self-control of your habits. You act based not only on your gut feeling or emotional state, but with keen and rational thought to accompany your intuition. You may also realize that you are not a slave to your habits and that you are able to, at the very least, deal with and adapt to any of the changes that come your way (even if you don't necessarily like the changes). Finally, you are more adept to making and breaking your own habits, realizing that the overall responsibility is in your (and only your) hands.

tirsdag 12. januar 2010

Hedonistically Happy To Be Me.

Every now and then - actually quite often - I read something about somebody not being who they pretend to be, either that they are lying about age, gender, level of experience, or whatever. The point is, they are expressing themselves through a placebo self.

This all seems very strange to me. For whatever trouble and grievances I may have, for every moment of bliss, and all the more gray moments of drudgery, they are my own, and I wouldn't want to trade with anybody else. I do not want to have a different life. I am quite simply not dissatisfied with anything. Or, if I am, I will work to change it.

This world is perfect. Everything is exactly how it is supposed to be. I am quite happy just to be in the middle of it all, traversing the course of my life. I have no regrets, and I do not owe anybody anything. No debts, no unfinished business, no unsettled conflicts. When Osiris weighs my heart on a scale, with that feather in the other cup, I will pass the test. Heavyness has left me.

If you look at a river, you can of course see the water running, and also hear it. But can you FEEL the flow of the water tugging at some distant part of yourself, in your abdomen?

Or, if you are walking in a mountain, and you look up and see an eagle fly above you, can you FEEL the rustling feathers as little electrical flutterings in your skin?

Let me rephrase that question:

Are you ONLINE with the world at large - or are you one of these people who are trapped in a cage within themselves, unable to simply be, and feel, the glory of existence in this mysterious place, in a non polluted way?

What kind of MIND do you have?

I guess that I am lucky, because in my earliest years, I was raised by old school hunter-farmers, in close contact with bona fide arctic wilderness. This is the foundation for all my ethics and all my aesthetic preferences. But most of all, it dictates my perception of reality, and what is important in my surroundings, attention-wise.

It was a bit of a challenge to learn how a city works, but I managed that as well. They are the temples for the modern, cannibalistic economy that we are all suffering under, but really little more than an assembly of artificial mountains, perhaps somewhat akin to an ant colony, where heavily mental-restrained creatures are living in caves within these artificial mountains, performing weird ritual activities in exchange for the symbolic tokens of "money" that they use to buy various products and necessities, to upkeep their life.

So this is Homo Sapiens Sapiensis? Interesting...

There is a freedom that is essentially human and deeply connected with the biosphere, the environment of life in this world, in nature. We have just chosen to not live that way. Instead of living like the absurd monkeys that we truthfully are, we have, in admiration of the mindless perfection of insect organization, chosen to create an artificial intelligence, which is now running the show, seen from a large scale point of view.

But really, there are a whole lot of these artificial intelligences in existence, and we may call them "crowd crystals" - being the lowest, common denominator within a moving "purposed mass" of people. The way of inviting a particular crowd crystal - or meme complex - into your mind, is by way of power exchange, in the form of 'conversation', the mixing of language and ideas, the brain storming, the agitated debate, wherever people meet to exchange ideas and 'talk about stuff'.

It is reasonable to say that we are dominated by our memes, by whichever pet ideas that we have picked up, like viruses, along the way. No one of us all really knows jack shit about this world, but we all have a whole lot of assumptions. We have been Trained, for as long as we have been alive, to see what we see, and believe in what we see. We are also trained to be possessive and defensive about our beliefs, to jealously guard our "knowledge".

Ideas can be right dangerous. A person who one day is afraid of his own shadow, can the next day be geared up to be a stone cold killer by some hypnotic trickery with the mind. Anybody really can become anything! (Limited, of course, by their natural talents and abilities.) It is just a question of focusing a persistent will on the objective. Then comes a hell of a lot of work, which, typically, is where the realists get separated from the dreamers. It usually is a good idea to have an objective, which in its ambitious splendor, is no larger than the amount of effort you will put into actually achieving it.

lørdag 2. januar 2010

You dont get it.

I regret to inform you but you don't get it. And you probably never will.

Keep that last sentence in the back of your mind.

It can take a lifetime for someone like yourself to try and understand every single other being on the planet. Sometimes you'll be better off repeatedly bashing your own head against a brick wall. Other times you just may get a glimpse of understanding from another person. But at the end of the day, what do you learn from it? Probably nothing.

You're set in your own ways, whether you like it or not. You'll only see in other people what you WANT to see and what you WANT to think of others based on your impressions, assumptions, conclusions, and random outside influences. You'll do everything possible to act as if you really give a shit about the trials and tribulations of your fellow friends, casual acquaintances, work buddies....but honestly, you don't. You're just out to obtain as much information about others as possible, for your own personal enjoyment, entertainment, or warped fascination shrink-wrapped up in jealousy.

When anyone does something that you find out of your norm, you just can't take it. If you're not openly criticizing them or retardedly asking 100 questions about the reasons why he/she takes the actions he/she takes, then you're probably playing stupid little mind games and behaving in subtle ways to let him/her know that you, deep down, have no consideration or respect for them. You'll only come out and speak your mind in a clear, concise, and mature manner if, and only if, it's at your own convenience. Otherwise, you resort to ranting and raving, gossiping, whispering, backstabbing, or just pure old fashioned dominance games just to throw jabs and get your digs in whenever you have the chance.

Many people never think outside their box. If they do, they'll jump right back into the box as quick as they peeked out for a second. Insecurity, indecisiveness, zero integrity, and pure old fashioned ignorance are many reasons why many remain trapped in their box for the rest of their life. The worst part is that they may settle for their place in life, and choose to always remain within that tiny, poorly scoped dimension just to remain safe from ostracization, critique, opposition, or ridicule. And yet, paradoxically, these are generally the same people in life that stress values such as "community", "working together", "equality", "tolerance", "acceptance", etc. Similar to what I've said previously, all of these things are looked upon favoribly by many people.....at their own convenience of course. If it's out of their convenience, they'll huddle together and attempt to think for each other. In other words, when it comes to treating other human beings, they want to wear the "good-guy" badge and get along with all, but also want the convenience to make up their own standards as they go along, picking their scapegoats, martyrs, pillars, undesirables, and idols.

You may find yourself right smack in the middle of this category. It doesn't matter how or why you ended up this way.......but the main point is that you just don't get it.

One of the following reasons may very well be possible:

- You don't understand that you may not be thinking for yourself, but letting others do your thinking for you.
- You really can't fathom others marching to the beat of a different drummer. It boggles your mind.
- You don't know how to wisely discriminate between the cream of the crop from the scum at the bottom of the sink.
- You're secretly jealous or disgruntled of your own flaws, short-comings, and lack of sound judgment that you have to take it out on anyone else who seems to "stick out like a sore thumb" in your eyes.
- You're afraid to challenge your own positions on different matters. Afraid to ask yourself "what if I'm wrong" or "what if I reconsidered taking a deeper look at my own position, and consider other possible stance even if I don't have to inevitably fall into 100% equal agreement with it? Granted, nothing is truly of equal value or at an equal level. But poor judgment leads to dull and lazy thinking, which usually results in putting more credence into the thoughts and whms of others who also don't have a sound perception of life as it is. Therefore, you're a creature of habit (know it or not) but don't take any steps to change it.

You don't get it. You couldn't even if you tried. Then again, I haven't really seen you try very hard at anything in the first place.

fredag 1. januar 2010

Just be yourself.

That phrase has been uttered from many a mouth over time, its basic sentiment meaning that the qualities that make up the "real" you are all that are necessary for others to like, adore, abhor, or otherwise take interest in the displayed "you".

Seeing as how human beings are just animals, this has to be kept in mind to reach a proper perspective on why this phrase is not only overused, but is essentially shit to be consumed by emaciated pigs.

Humans are animals, which is only one form of the many different forms of life. Life is a product of energy being fed (sometimes literally) to any given chamber of working cells which make up an organism. Blades of grass are life, fish are life, amoebae are life, and so are individual sperm and egg, even before forming a zygote. This is not intended to be a rant on why life is sacred. Because life isn't sacred. Life is no adjective any human mind can and will place upon it; life simply is. When life ceases to exist, we have called this death. Life begets life, and life begets death.

When a life of a human begins, the child is raised by its parents according to the genetic and evolutionary protocols that are in the brains of all three party members: father, mother, and child. The child has no other place to observe and assimilate other behaviors but from other humans, and they did so in order to survive the conditions that humans have placed themselves due to the evolution of the species.

To further the exact meaning of the sentiment "Just be yourself", it implies that you aren't to look to others for information concerning who you are (identity and self-presentation). But if you take into account the above paragraph, it is clear that this directive is impossible.

On a literallistic level, how can one be anything but itself?

This phrase has spawned many different sentiments, all bearing extreme resemblances. One of the latest is "be real".

If one is to assume that what is meant by any of the phrases is not blatant imitation, I have to wonder what is so inherently wrong with that behavior. Perhaps the person has noticed a fault within their own self-presentation and/or identity and has chosen a role model? If done subtly, this person may actually create a persona which is not only seemingly unique, but actually fits them better and is conducive to a happier life. Isn't that the general goal in life?

I understand how someone could use this phrase and use it in a context which actually directs a valid point: Create an identity that fits and is becoming instead of basing an identity on undesirable traits (balance factor).

In my opinion however, this phrase and those like it is too often used by the herd to try and ironically demonstrate individuality, while they themselves are the epitome of collectivism.