No Offense.

But isn't the vast majority of dance music...sorta pansy?

I mean, really now. I joined a Dance Music group here on livejournal, and I've been getting a pretty large dose of daily dance/trance. But it's always a bunch of preps (apparently Dance/Trance has become a new-generation prep phenomenon) and it's always really -weak-

But if that's the way the genre has gone, than it's probably EVEN HARDER to push anything heavy.

The truth is, I hate fluffy electronic music. And if I could cut out the fluffy part of my heart that causes me to make it occasionally, I would.

I used to think Paul Oakenfold did some pretty heavy stuff. Now he's just a pansy.

This is such a sad day.

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With this loss of substance and exhaustion
of strength, the homes of the people will be stripped bare,
and three-tenths of their income will be dissipated;
while government expenses for broken chariots, worn-out horses,
breast-plates and helmets, bows and arrows, spears and shields,
protective mantles, draught-oxen and heavy wagons,
will amount to four-tenths of its total revenue.

Federal "Defense" Budget: Approximately 50% of total federal revenue

10% national unemployment.

21% tax rate even on those in poverty.

Funny how Sun Tzu scales relative to current wealth and technological advancement.

Dreams

I've been cycling through my past exes in the dreams I've had recently, one night for one, one night for another, off and on. Susan isn't mentioned, which makes perfect sense considering that was a complete and utter waste of my fucking time.

It's something I need to think about, though.

Apparently, Cookie married recently and Val is single again (doubtful for long.) And hey, I've basically been single for two years. Go me.

I am the Blackness

I once fancied myself a kind of black magician, the kind who lifted his middle finger to the benevolent deities and decided to take matters of revenge into his hands, to spread pain and suffering amongst the people who had done him harm.

Sometimes I wonder if I actually managed that. There's plenty of reasons I don't really want to go into it.

Maybe I do have some sociopathic tendencies after all. I suppose they, at the least, don't ever get physical or material in nature.

But sometimes, I can see myself putting curses on particular people. Or having done so.

After all, when there's a world full of evil men who obtain great wealth and influence, why should I think FOR A MINUTE that -KARMA- exists? Why should I believe in it? Karma was a GREAT way to explain the hindu caste system away as a sort of "punishment of the Gods" when in fact it was a punishment of -man-. A punishment devised by man, not even a punishment - enslavement! - and it still exists to this day! I see it everywhere, youths such as myself, stuck in a perpetual world of suffering and incapacity to get ahead, stuck in drudgery of meaningless, unskilled labor without real opportunity to move beyond it!

In a world like this, how COULD there be karma?

And if there is no karma, then should I not do everything in my power to raze the lives of the wicked to the ground?

And yet, in my heart I fear that the truth is, my only duty is to eliminate suffering. How could it be, that the wicked deserve a pardon in my presence? But a conscience does not lie.