Lars Von Trier is crafting a new film with William Defoe, who is helming Von Tier’s newest Picture Called Euphamistically Anti-Christ.  The film purports to support the notion that Satan, created the Heavens and The Earth.

The film tells an alternate creation story for the world where Satan rather than God created existence. It will star William Dafoe and Charlotte Gainsbourg as parents who retreat into the woods after their son dies. The irony here is that Dafoe played Jesus Christ in Martin Scorsese’s The Last Temptation of Christ, which might not have anything to do with the casting, but knowing von Trier, it’s a possibility.

Lars von Trier’s Antichrist - Official Trailer from Zentropa on Vimeo.

It’s funny but I do remember buying this magazine when I was much younger.  I just subscribed to Mad Magazine today and would probably be subscribed to National Lampoon if there still was one.

“However, the Lampoon simultaneously promoted its brand of crass, bawdy comedy[1], and it often pushed far beyond the boundaries of what was generally considered appropriate and acceptable.”  I wish there was anything in this world that wasn’t acceptable.  We are a society with a brand of pablum that is mascarading as a democrat.

That is the only way to see, to dare, to question and to seek.

Or “How are your doing?”

These greetings are becoming more Rhetorical everyday.

SHIT IS A NOUN.”

Cool article in Wired this month.

As Farhad Manjoo notes in True Enough: Learning to Live in a Post-Fact Society, if we argue about what a fact means, we’re having a debate. If we argue about what the facts are, it’s agnotological Armageddon, where reality dies screaming.

Reality is only what you want it to be these days. Not everybody gets to get there own reality in anymore. So there will be new ways to live unknown but be effective. The only combat to religious ignorance which is so rampant and undiscussed, especially in America… where the indoctrination is complete. It’s a sad statement of fact that there is no enlightenment anymore. The door has dropped and the ball has gone home.

All the laughs are Religious… trust me on this.

Scares Children?  Hell, I’m scared and I’m over 40!  Amazing looking clock!

There are very few things on Earth as scary as the Grasshopper, I can assure you. It's a creature that you won't be meeting in your heavens.

Atheists advertise on London England buses saying not to worry about the lack of God in life

God didn't survive... so say the Atheists

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I came across this in Wikipedia whilst reviewing Atlas Shrugged at By The Book.

Another source of controversy is Rand’s view of homosexuality. Asked at the Ford Hall Forum at Northeastern University in 1971 about her position, Rand stated that homosexuality is “immoral” and “disgusting.”[44] Specifically, she stated that “there is a psychological immorality at the root of homosexuality” because “it involves psychological flaws, corruptions, errors, or unfortunate premises.”[45] A number of noted current and former Objectivists have been highly critical of Rand for her views on homosexuality.[46] Others, such as Kurt Keefner, have argued that “Rand’s views were in line with the views at the time of the general public and the psychiatric community,” though he asserts that “she never provided the slightest argument for her position, … because she regarded the matter as self-evident, like the woman president issue”[47] (although in her article “About a Woman President” Rand said that that issue was not self-evident). In the same appearance, Rand noted, “I do not believe that the government has the right to prohibit homosexual behavior. It is the privilege of any individual to use his sex life in whichever way he wants it.”

I’ve also added three Interviews of Mrs. Rand here with Michael Wallace for your interest and posterity. I suppose one must see the times back then about Mrs. Rand’s ’stances’ on gay people. She seems to be only spreading the usual dogma that she and many others mirrored back then. We must remember that most people on the ‘other side’ were never heard from. Mrs. Rand in this day in age would surely have many gay friends and be right with it! As it were.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

High-Tech Search for Legendary Warlord

By LEE DYE
Oct. 29, 2008

Somewhere beneath the wind-swept deserts of Mongolia lies the body of one of the most enigmatic warlords in history, a ruthless but brilliant leader who united his people and built the largest empire in the world. Nearly 800 years after Genghis Khan died, the legends continue to grow, as do the mysteries.

Somewhere beneath the wind-swept deserts of Mongolia lies the body of one of the most enigmatic…

Somewhere beneath the wind-swept deserts of Mongolia lies the body of one of the most enigmatic warlords in history, a ruthless but brilliant leader who united his people and built the largest empire in the world. Nearly 800 years after Genghis Khan died, the legends continue to grow, as do the mysteries.

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Now, a young scientist at the University of California, San Diego, is hoping to succeed, where others have failed, and answer a question that has puzzled historians for centuries: Where, precisely, is the tomb of Genghis Khan?

Albert Yu-Min Lin doesn’t plan to search for his answer with the traditional tools of archaeology, a small pick and good brush. Instead, he will rely on high-tech, and if he is successful, he will find the long-sought tomb without turning a single space of dirt.

“We’re trying to locate the tomb, not dig it up,” said Lin, who lived for awhile in Mongolia with a family of horsemen.

Lin’s tools will be “non invasive” implements, ranging from satellite photos, ground-penetrating radar, and sensitive devices that can detect clues that the ground was disturbed hundreds of years ago.

Spaziani Dirty-Blond Monsignor and Cup Holder for Holy Father Benedict, often noted by Italian Catholics and derided as Gorgeous George with much howling and laughter in Catholic Italian Homes.

PS: When he was a cardinal, Joseph Ratzinger wanted to retire, stating he was exhausted.

MG: With his election as Pope something happened that he neither strived for nor wanted. But I am convinced that, as he by and by surrendered to God’s will, the grace of the office in his person and his actions has shown effect and still is. . . .

He’s old, but kindly is all Spaziani wanted relate.  It is odd though how little of anything anymore comes from the Castle in Italy (The Vatican).  Mr.Spaziani is attractive and young at least.  Perhaps he can ‘Spice Up’ the whole boring church of which he finds himself.  Christ himself is as stiff and bloodless as a Leech without his ‘Red Coat Boys’ with nothing exciting to go on.  Looking up to Jesus on his Iron Symbol surely isn’t going to thrill the Christ much, since the Two are nothing but Seperate.  The ‘connection’ is looking rather weak these days, is all.  The verbiage is indeed, just that, still Spaziani might one day want to put a few ‘drips’ into the old mans tea someday… after all Livia poisioned Augustus and with things being so very dull for such a sexy boy as Spaziani, he may want to consider this with Christ, upon his ‘kneelings’, of course, and without the insufferable baggage that comes with ‘The First one That Arrived’, Jesus, of course, The Love.

I don’t think a Catholic is looking for love as a Protestant is, but for the blood itself, where the true Religion is.  It’s not an easy undertaking to search for this, there is Hell, Death, Demons, Depression, War, Famine and many other unpleasant aspects, all of which ‘laymen and laywomen’ of present day ‘christianity’ would rather not face.

There comes an Individual then and soon from The Christ… who will surely see to your needs.

Spaziani… does he know how to type, as well as pray?

The day has begun as usual, poorly. Still although there is absolutely no life on Earth any longer I wonder how much longer it will take until Death lays its hands on the Humanity that is in the way. What more must be done for the final answer to arrive. Will Religion prevail, yes but not on any Earthly Plane, up there to be sure are the various ‘Dogma’s’ that strap the populace down here. The people on Earth are an amazingly ignorant lot. They arrive to work each day seemingly without any knowledge about anything but themselves. It is enough for them to be as comatose as any beings that have ever lived. It is the usual then, for this present lot, who have managed to strangle within themselves the very essence of anything that was unique or special with their own twisted and poor ‘interpretation’ of their very fiber, their religions. The grist of the conflict is that these adherents are literally unable to know and or contemplate anything outside of their own understandings. It is obvious that they will never ‘care’ in any way for any other approach, so it is the same day in and day out, with knowledge far beyond all things, living and or unborn or dead. It is the children then, who will see to the true change, as these present ‘elders’ those who have brought us here on the Merry-Go-Round, of their own ignorance who will fall and be eaten alive. The Rabid will surely return and hopefully at an accelerated rate. To often the impulse is to go to those who are ‘accomplished’ who wear the smiles of Infamy, as all about them fails and is eaten alive, inside and out.

This is surely a fine day for The Devil to contemplate as anything and everything that is Godly and or Holy has been stripped by the indifference of the multitudes upon the Earth. Look then, they will to their money, their laughs, their mockery as all about them continues without nary a complaint. Action will bring them unto themselves only, they are surely the despised throughout all of Creation, here and beyond. That they do not yet see the writing on the wall only adds to the ‘Delicious’ nature of their own ends. The wait has already been long and unpleasant in each and every way. Hearts beat and soon the ‘line’ in there will be tripped and the Burn Out will commence.

It is up to us, to look and observe the many failings of the Heart that will soon plague the Humanity of Earth.

The more I live the more I realize that I have a very serious life.

There is no such thing as a human survivor. There is carnage. There is surely DEATH but I have yet to encounter anyone on Earth who is as strict as I am about life and living. I don’t mean the pride… the endless competition that earth dwellers feel is their domain. Nothing could be further from my intentions. Or uglier to me.

Everything is far worse than man or woman can imagine. Things get worse, and worse and worse. And why not, we are “involved” in a creation of continual hurt. Isn’t it about time that we realized and faced this?

Often there is nothing but despair, depression, and feelings and emotions that go absolutely nowhere. But why do so many “turn off” at this time. This is, indeed, the only time to enter the Malestrom of life’s creation, when we feel at our worst… to extend our experience’s into what is most disturbing to us.

I often wonder when the Earth that I see will begin to mirror my own ideas and understanding. Ideas that are completely beyond what is said and written by secular men and women, of our day. What is containing and increasing our ignorance? Each other? Ourselves? Are we really in on something… or is it that this something isn’t big enough for a great and growing many of us.

Maybe God isn’t all that important to us after all. Commanding: assuradely. But God isn’t actually useful anymore. His things are his own and one thing about GOD is that he surely isn’t the helper that many religions oddly envision him to be. The question in this area may well be:

Will we ever face things without God?

Are we ready to stand alone?

Are we capable of doing so?

I believe that we are, and that we must indeed, do so, as the future isn’t anything that the present promises us. Perhaps we should find our “hero’s” in this lonely place, instead of the vast coinage of more popular rescues.

I do see so much great talent, and probably like many of you, I’m often in admiration of these very talented individuals. Yet, unlike you, perhaps, but like death, I see and keep with the primordial ugly nature of man and his diseases. His life, you see, is becoming static… his greater numbers and modern approach are not the answer at all. Not an answer to anything.

There are so many who fail miserably when faced with what is truly ugly in life, when that very and vast area should be taken in with encouragement and courage! Death is not what it seems… and often the mirrors that hang before us are just that, smokescreens, that become self-serving and begin to seem almost pertinent to our very futures… but these things are complete lies.

I could focus on the specific ways in which many become “used” by ordinary life as the vessel grows older. But if you aren’t finding any ancient struggles, then what good is your life? Your life is, of course, valuable to you, but your life isn’t valuable to me at all. And why is this knowledge such a surprise? It should not be.

But if you have a true life, then I can surely see the value in you, regardless of my own interests… religiously or otherwise. I can only respect your Journey… after all “Life Is A Journey”… has been said. I mean that life may or may not continue, but need this be the “big” question? The Journey continues regardless of your emotions, religions, thoughts, values or anything else.

Creation doesn’t stop to “enjoy” our victories or our tears. Then why should we stop for the interest of others? Maybe we shouldn’t, maybe we should delimit what has gone on before. With religion on Earth at a standstill…a stalemate… maybe it’s time to “clear the board” for a while.

There is hate and anger, but so what, everyone is proficient with these… maybe we should begin to wield hate and anger… instead of looking at them as weaknesses. Perhaps we should address the “energies” that confront us from the past with War. God’s and Prophets should fall from the hand of the living. Perhaps we can reach and effect some astute ends to the “afterlife”… A very useful endeavor… Draconian to some, yet timely and valid in a world whose people have reached into a further understanding.

Are we living in times where life has become as difficult and meaningful as Death and the mysteries of The End?

-Clay Scott Brown

Although Buddhism has come to evolve as a religion with a characteristic body of scriptures and rituals, strictly speaking, in Buddhism scriptural authority cannot outweigh an understanding based on reason and experience.  In fact the Buddha himself, in a famous statement, undermines the scriptural authority of his own words when he exhorts his followers not to accept the validity of his teachings simply on the basis of reverence to him.  Just as a seasoned goldsmith would test the purity of his gold through a meticulous process of examination, the Buddha advises that people should test the truth of what he has said through reasoned examination and personal experiment.  Therefore, when it comes to validating the truth of a claim, Buddhism accords greatest authority to experience, with reason second and scripture last.

Yes, this is all to do, Mr. Tenzin Gyatso , but don’t forget that you aren’t The Buddah anymore than I am Jesus Christ.  Your book I couldn’t continue with, although you are sure to have many interesting things going in and around the science discussion.  I don’t really know how your Religion ‘works’.  I think it’s powerful, even though I haven’t encountered it!  You are The Lama, though, the Father of your Nation.

China could literally wipe you off the face of the Earth, and let’s face facts, you know it.  Yet visualize this outcome for a minute The Lama, what if China did Murder every single child, man and woman of Tibetan Ancestry?  What would occur then.  Well, Absolutely nothing, since China shouldn’t be there anyway, they are simply stretching themselves more and more thin with the large population, actually all they are doing is getting to know others and will probably be leaving in very friendly spirits!

China.  There will be no China expansion… it would be a disaster of monumental proportions.  The world could just as well as sit on the head of the Budda himself, who I don’t view as a ‘phantom’ by any means, simply mysterious is my guess, doing what needs doing out there in the after.  More power to him and may much Luck and Karma Guide his way into many Victories for Buddhism… which we are all graced with.  Still, I don’t see what the use is of ‘Visiting’ another people in this occupational manner, Mr. Gyatso.  You may actually have a high opinion of The Buddah, and that I can understand.  Still I think your young man awaiting is becomming more challenging than you.  I saw him on Television.  You may wish to pursue other interests at this time, but things may not go your way.  You are in no way required to participate in any ‘trouble’ Mr. Gyatso… saying no is simple.

I don’t know you as a man Mr. Gyatso, but I wish I did.  I don’t quite know what I’d say to someone like you.  You are stunningly Beautiful and rather than carp on the Chinese troubles of late, I’d much prefer to discuss the fascinations of water, or say the movements of a tea kettle.

Hello, I haven’t commented here for some time. As you know I’ve been keeping the days from month to month, and keeping is a good way to put it. I’m ‘pleased’ at what is occurring. With this new month (July 44) I’ve used my book The Tarot Arcana and also The Oracle that goes with my book to bring about a more personal reading from day to day. I feel that this offers me, and you a much more detailed understaning as pertains to the Future. It is indeed rather frightening to actually ‘know’ the future, although the word K-N-O-W isn’t a good one pertaining to the ’sight’ of an actual ‘Seer’. And if you are truly an actual ‘Seer’ you probably won’t be well known on this present Earth. Yet there is some hope that in the future their may someday be another Earth… this Earth we presently inhabit is far too small, literally for most of us.

It seems to me that a huge “Kick Start” is coming and with the Mayan Calendar coming close to it’s end in 2012 (48 by my Calendar) we will probably be witnessing some really interesting days coming up. The ‘whip-Snake’ is going to surely be coming back on most people who once thought they were in ‘esteemed company’. The fissures of experience have been showing in so many ways, that you may have not seen for yourself yet, still there is the hope that you may ‘live long enough’ to see things for yourself and up close. By all means see to your safety but at least attempt not to let a Risk go by. So many of you got caught up in the Maelstrom of what you were born into that the Clear Path must have seemed oh so sure.

If you’ve been around this boat for sometime now you may actually realize that your own perceptions were in fact correct, and if that is the case then you are in good stead!

The fact is that a great deal isn’t known. The ‘living’, as it were, isn’t much of a model for that other area that we commonly Fear and call the Spirit World or the After. I personally have come to the understanding that a great many things are yet to unfold. I consider the years past…

1980-2008 and counting to be the Age of Un-Enlightenment, the exact opposite of what ‘friendly’ Spirits and.or Soothsayers, that you may have encountered, have told you!

So if we are looking at things anew in this context as I would indeed recommend you do, you will see then that 30 years may be the final end to many ‘old fashioned’ ideas and outmoded concepts. Yet every breath you took is one for yourself, so regardless of your present ‘time of life’ feel pleased that you were even alive during such turbulent times. I’m not one for looking at a Wide Universe and seeing myself as a dot of light. I see more of a Universe that will someday explode or fizzle to nothing, and I don’t count years like a Scientist! Gazooks! 6 billion years isn’t much to hang on! Indeed time isn’t anything but a means to keep that dinner date, but it does inform the Imagination if not the Creative side.

Now let me say a few words about the Present Deck of Tarot Cards that I’m using. I bought these on an interesting trip that I took to The Bodhi Tree on Melrose in West Hollywood. I had quite a long ride, as I had to take the Bus. I bought these they are called the Pagan Tarot and are generally pretty interesting cards, I’d say. There is that one woman generally throughout the deck, but interestingly I don’t see the Pentacle as being very Feminine actually. I sure don’t mind others looking at The Pentacle in any way they see fit and If they do find something of note there I would encourage them to pursue it to the furthest of their interest… yet the owner of The Pentacle isn’t going to be a ‘happy one’ to adherents and I would caution ‘blanket beliefs’ and ‘good feels’ as not the ‘whole story’. I’d generally advise a very serious mind for anyone truly interested in what some Religions have deemed “Satan”. I look at these so called ‘negative interpretations’ as weak of the various religions that harbor such ignorance. I’m not one to correct an ignorant religion, however. I don’t mind seeing one go belly up, as it were.

With that said I will be using the present Tarot Deck in the Coming month of August. It allows me a chance to see further where this is going. It is interesting that many woman in particular are seeing the Pentacle as Pagan. The word Pagan is one that I’m not entirely sure denotes a history. History isn’t anything that can be stamped down by any one Era in my view. Indeed we may not see the actual thrust of our own times until far into the future when future peoples see into our little corner of the Universe!

Until then however, we can remain as cozy as can be… or as cozy as we can manage. Either way things are sure to get interesting.

The year 1968 is being remembered, memorialized and celebrated for many reasons in 2008. Valerie Solanas, failed assassin and crackpot writer, is not one of them.

That’s because Solanas represents the opposite of anything society wants to celebrate any year. On June 3, 1968, two days before the assassination of Robert Kennedy in Los Angeles, Solanas entered the Manhattan office of Andy Warhol and shot him.

Solanas, a panhandler who had been sexually abused as a child and had appeared in one of Warhol’s films, was the author of “SCUM Manifesto,” a tract calling for the elimination of the male sex. But it wasn’t only as the founder and lone member of SCUM — the Society for Cutting Up Men — that Solanas attacked Warhol. After he misplaced the manuscript of a play she’d written, she concluded Warhol “had too much control” over her life.

Warhol survived, but physically and in other ways, he never fully recovered. He died in 1987, not even 60 years old. For a long time he’d been telling people he already felt dead. Solanas, who served three years in prison, outlived him by 14 months, dying in a San Francisco SRO hotel.

If the assassinations of Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr. represent the death of hope in 1968, the strange confluence of Warhol and Solanas pointed the way to a new era when hope was beside the point.

It was in 1968 that Warhol first noted that in the future, everyone would be famous for 15 minutes. But in 1967, Solanas had prefigured that with a warning of her own. In the future, she wrote in her characteristic mode of threat-laced irony, “it will be electronically possible for [a man] to tune in to any specific female he wants to and follow in detail her every movement. The females will kindly, obligingly consent to this.” These twin predictions sum up the world we find ourselves in now, the world of reality TV, Facebook, Twitter, the entire free-range panopticon. Solanas made her prediction in a footnote to “SCUM Manifesto,” but the whole essay is like that.

For a 50-page, sexually confused diatribe against men, the manifesto is filled with an odd glee, a kind of joy in the freedom to put down words with precision and wit. “SCUM,” Solanas wrote, “wants to grab some swinging living for itself.” The manifesto isn’t just anti-men. It’s anti-everything: anti-hippie, anti-work (and pro-”unwork”), anti-art, anti-military, anti-boredom, anti-you-name-it. Its nihilism is a form of utopia for Solanas, a pre-punk aesthete who fearlessly tossed out ideas that people are just now beginning to raise. She predicted reproduction without men, the elimination of aging, the end of reproduction itself and the dawning of an age of quasi-immortals. For Solanas — who saw the extinction of men as inevitable, an evolutionary process — these were all signs of hope that future generations, like men and all the other things she couldn’t stand (”landlords, owners of greasy spoons and restaurants that play Muzak”), would become unnecessary and disappear.

As a mixture of social philosophy and fine shtick, her work has the rare virtue of seeming at the same time totally insane and totally right. That’s a virtue we used to look for in philosophers, from Diogenes and Socrates up to Nietzsche.

Pressing a dubious scientific eureka — “the Y (male) gene is an incomplete X (female) gene” — Solanas built a remarkably coherent attack on maleness as a lethal, crippling defect of the body and the spirit. Rather than dispute traditional anti-feminist stereotypes about hysteria or neurosis or neediness, Solanas simply applied them to the other gender.

And because automation and “technically feasible” artificial reproduction are making maleness itself obsolete, the real battle for the future is not between men and women but between “SCUM — dominant, secure, self-confident, nasty, violent, selfish, independent, proud, thrill-seeking, free-wheeling, arrogant females” and “nice, passive, accepting, ‘cultivated,’ polite, dignified, subdued, dependent, scared, mindless, insecure, approval-seeking Daddy’s Girls.”

Grrl-powered passages like these are one reason “SCUM Manifesto” sounds fresher today than many of the era’s speeches, statements and other orotund pronouncements — not to mention “Hello, I Love You.”

The manifesto’s effect is impossible to detach from the author’s story of rape, rage and attempted murder. But for a deranged criminal who committed an indefensible act, Solanas has remarkable staying power. Although Lou Reed wrote in a song about the shooting, “I believe I would’ve pulled the switch on her myself,” she was the subject of the excellent 1996 movie, “I Shot Andy Warhol,” and “SCUM Manifesto” came back into print in a handsome edition in 2004. In this year of mania for 1968, Valerie Solanas nags the conscience. “SCUM gets around,” she wrote.