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Robert Shea
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January 11 - January 17, 2024
It was the year when they finally immanentized the Eschaton.
Makes me think of the war game the kids play on the tennis court in Infinite Jest
Wise men have regarded the earth as a tragedy, a farce, even an illusionist’s trick; but all, if they are truly wise and not merely intellectual rapists, recognize that it is certainly some kind of stage in which we all play roles, most of us being very poorly coached and totally unrehearsed before the curtain rises. Is it too much if I ask, tentatively, that we agree to look upon it as a circus,
a touring carnival wandering about the sun for a record season of four billion years
I wonder if Barry Longyear ever read this series?
so at the same instant that Howard turns a somersault in Atlantis,
So long and thanks for all the fish
Saul’s face showed no reaction to the answer—but poker players at the Fraternal Order of Police
Just finished the Biggest Bluff so it feels a little synchronitic
There is a secret society that keeps screwing up international politics. Every intelligent person has suspected that at one time or another. Nobody wants war any more, but wars keep happening—why?
If you added that he himself was a desert creature, like the gila monster and the rattlesnake, he would have grown bored and classified you as a fool. To Carmel, most of the world were fools
For in fact Carmel was a carmel chameleon
his emotion was as inexpressible, in normal terms, as that of a necrophile who had just broken into the town morgue.
Delivered deadpan. There's a Forgotten Rebels song that cums to mind
Stop at the bend where part of the Atlantic Ocean curves inward and becomes the Bight of Biafra.
Jello?
With the nervous ones it was sound policy to drop the policeman role at first, and try to sound like somebody else—somebody who, quite naturally, asks a lot of questions. Saul began slipping into the personality of his own family physician, which he usually used at such times. He made himself feel a stethoscope hanging about his neck.
I like this idea of feeling an imaginary stethoscope around your neck to play at inquisitive physician
The founder, Hassan i Sabbah, taught that nothing is true and everything is permissible. He lived up to that idea—the word ‘assassin’ is a corruption of his name.”
I thought it meant hasish eater?
General prognosis: many megadeaths.
Peace sells but who's buying
Meanwhile, arrange that the brain responsible for this Anthrax-Pi gets a raise.
Got the time
and he genuinely loved children and dogs, unless they were on the site of something that had to be bombed in the National Interest.
there are periods of history when the visions of madmen and dope fiends are a better guide to reality than the common-sense interpretation of data available to the so-called normal mind. This is one such period, if you haven’t noticed already.
We got no police brutality. Now, if I interfered between you and Harry Coin here, I might have to use force to keep him away from your young ass. I know you people believe all cops ought to be abolished. Well, in this here situation I hereby abolish myself. Furthermore, I know you people believe in sexual freedom, and I do, too. So Harry Coin gonna have his sexual freedom without any interference or brutality from me.”
the Ismaelian Sect, or Hashishim, so called because of their use of hashish, a deadly drug derived from the hemp plant which is better known as the killer weed marijuana….
The possibility that Adam Weishaupt killed George Washington and took his place, serving as our first President for two terms, is now confirmed…. The two main colors of the American flag are, excluding a small patch of blue in one corner, red and white: these are also the official colors of the Hashishim. The flag and the Illuminati pyramid both have thirteen horizontal divisions: thirteen is, of course, the traditional code for marijuana … and is still used in that sense by Hell’s Angels among others. Now, “Washington” formed the Federalist party. The other major party in those days, The
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the General’s diary—they showed that he separated the female hemp plants from the males before fertilization. That was botanically unnecessary if he was growing the crop for rope, but it was standard practise in cultivating hemp for marijuana, Koch pointed out.
and he genuinely loved children and dogs, unless they were on the site of something that had to be bombed in the National Interest.
The theory, in essence, was that the Illuminati recruited people through various “fronts,” turned them on to some sort of illuminizing experience through marijuana (or some special extract of marijuana) and converted them into fanatics willing to use any means necessary to “illuminize” the rest of the world.
and he genuinely loved children and dogs, unless they were on the site of something that had to be bombed in the National Interest.
“If that was real” Mary Lou said firmly, “everything else in my life has been a hallucination”
In this White Man’s Country, I am the lowliest of the lowly, subjugated because I am not white, and subjugated again because I am not male. I am the embodiment of all that is rejected and scorned—the female, the colored, the tribe, the earth—all that has no place in this world of white male technology. I am the tree that is cut down to make room for the factory that poisons the air. I am the river filled with sewage. I am the Body that the Mind despises.
“I really don’t think so,” I say politely. “They don’t think it makes any difference whether Eisenhower or Stevenson is in the White House. They say the orders will still come from Wall Street.”
“That’s the wonderful thing about this country,” she finally gets out, “even people with opinions like that can say what they want without going to jail.” “You must be nuts,” I say. “My dad’s been in and out of jail so many times they should put in a special revolving door just for him. My mom, too. You oughta go out with subversive leaflets in this town and see what happens.”
don’t let anybody tell you it’s pollution, brothers and sisters. It’s Chemical Warfare. They’ll kill us all to make a buck.
“You’re both wrong,” I said. “Freedom won’t come through Love, and it won’t come through Force. It will come through the Imagination.”
The Oriental face leaned over: she was wearing a strange headband with a golden apple inside a pentagon. Her black eyes somehow reminded me of my father’s blue eyes. “What you want is an organization of the imagination?”
We wander between and among these multiverses, trying to convince others and ourselves that we all walk together in a single public universe that we can share. For to deny that axiom leads to what is called schizophrenia.
And at the top One Enormous Eye—a ruby and demonic orb of cold fire, without mercy or pity or contempt —looked at him and into him and through him.
Sauron
found the book he was looking for, the one that was as precise and pragmatic about running a country as Luttwak’s Coup d’Etat had been about seizing one. It was called The Prince and its author was a subtle Italian named Machiavelli;
“George, you’re too serious. Don’t you know how to play? Did you ever think that life is maybe a game? There is no difference between life and a game, you know.
He bore a striking resemblance to Anthony Quinn; he had thick black eyebrows, olive skin, and a strong nose and jaw. He was big and burly, powerful muscles bulging under his black-and-green striped nautical sweater.
I looked him up on wikipedia and he looks like a prowrestler from the black and white era
“Welcome aboard the Lief Erickson, named after the first European to reach America from the Atlantic side, may my Italian ancestors forgive me.
*That we have evidence for
recessive. My Sicilian father creamed my mother in the genes.”
And the jeans
the sunken ruins of Atlantis and Lerauria—or Mu, as it’s known to keepers of the Sacred Chao.”
could be so frightening, a real madman in a perfectly sane way, not even a psychopath but something they don’t have a name for, and it clicked, the humiliation of whoredom and the predatory viciousness in his face plus the twenty grand; I nodded.
Filthy Shades of Grey before it was cool
“Heute die Welt, Morgens das Sonnensystem!”
The kindle translation: today the world tomorrow the solar system
Out on Wall Street in the crowd, I saw a man with a gas mask—they were still rare that year—and
Vibes of The Sheep Look Up
Nobody has sold me on a fairy tale since my uncle got into me when I was twelve with his routine about stopping the bleeding. If my parents had only told me the truth about menstruation in advance …
“The Foot Fetishist Liberation Front is having a demonstration.
Wouldn't it'd be better if it was The Left Foot Fetish Liberation Front?
“Everybody is a nice guy, underneath it all,” he said. “What we become when the world is through messing us over is something else.”
“Everything in life is a hallucination,” he said simply. “Everything in death, too,” he added. “The universe is just putting us on. Handing us a line.”
and may the vaginal orifices of their women be clogged with Brillo pads.
his talk on “Sex Education: Communist Trojan Horse in Our Schools.” (In Atlantis, it was “Numbers: Nothingarian Squid-Trap in Our Schools.” The same drivel eternally.)
Is it satire if it's true?
observed that he was being observed (which made him think of Heisenberg)
“Yes, yes, I’m sure we need stricter laws and harsher penalties. But what I want to know was where was Dillinger’s missing tooth— on the right side or the left side of his face?”
He's searching for the tooth, nothing but the tooth!
Miskatonic University, in Arkham, Massachusetts,
The printers in the libray are the brand HP lovecraft
The Book of Sacred Magic of Abra-Melin the Mage.
Added to my tbr
