

"Message to Moscow. . . . ."

"Youthful
Spiritual-Seekers & the 1/3 Rule". . . . .
What many spiritual leaders and teachers fail to
tell "the kids" or youthful adepts-- whether "out of suspense" or pumping "free
labor" out of the lil' bastards while taking advantage of their ignorance and
insecurity-- is that THERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND at a certain
raw state of development, that can only be gained through seasoned, weathered
experience "and an easy swing" of being wise to one's own "self-interest"-- not
doing "more than they have to", like a sly convict leaning on a table "and
doing his time". When you are that young, that intense, that haughty, that
earnest, that deferential, that "self-serious", THAT DRIVEN-- you will never
complete anymore than say, 1/3 of the spiritual journey and will find yourself
unable to exceed that fraction, no matter how hard you wish or yearn or
speculate or engage "in stupid fads n' fancies" before this steaming,
burping orifice of the world "that can never be made right or reasonable". Yes,
as you fall upon your knees in despair and ponder upon "greatness lost" or
something that never particularly existed in the world in reliable quantities
with whatever kind of putrid kindred in a flapping mud-hole, together in
congress "to make yourselves LOOK BETTER", not facing up "to what you won't own
up to" AS THE WRETCHED SPAWN. . . . .
Have a nice eternity. (-- Liberal shitheads)

-- "Get a job, Asshole!"
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Mohammad
n' Osama Bin Laden for you exist "as these BAD-ASS pulp-fiction characters"
like, OUT OF A MOVIE or somethin' with "a cred"
to die for (-- quite literally, man!!) like
staring deeply into the rictus of DEATH and the gruesome snarl
of slaughtered bush-meat hauled on shoulder-poles "like an inanimate puppet",
once self-directed, NOW WITH ITS STRINGS CUT and
laying there with all the life-force drained out like a sick, gruesome
trophy. But dont'cha think (-- puttin' this to 'ya young ner'do'wells
CONFIDENTIALLY) that YOU'RE
A LIVING PUPPET (-- under the influence) of some comically schnook-like
BULLSHIT, if you really "pulled back the camera"
AND THOUGHT ABOUT IT?!! That ain't what
A TRUE, DASHING "SWASH-BUCKLER" would be up to,
brother. Mohammad would be laughin' at your struggling, overly-earnest
CRISIS as a stultified bunch of over-wrought
"young punks" WHO DON'T GET IT (-- and probably
never will). Not at this rate, at least. Reputation SELLS.
. . . . and power is the efficency "of not getting caught in
SOME STING" to the quacks n' squawks
OF YOUR CANDY-ASS ADVERSARY. Keep it sane y'all,
and be far more like "Indiana Jones" than
HOMER SIMPSON. . . . .
Drop "The Bard" a line at
michaeladams_s@yahoo.com