Lord Occultis

Stygian darkness enshrouds my soul Black night encircles my spirit Uncounciousness rises on leather wings Even the annihilation of sleep dosen't save me from my dreams In the darkest corner of nocturnal gloom lost in a world of obsidian mirrors the demons rise to whisper words on their rent lips the Accuser rises from the recessess of my soul bearing a trident of ice to tear holes Waken I still feel Hell crouching in darkened caves Sheol is not dismissed by the suns rays The Pit still holds me, a symphony of terror and guilt the demons are always there to make my will wilt Reality dissassociates from me , a tight membrane holding me in Sleep has not been freed me from my wight within The Demons howl from the Abyss where I dwell Raving to be released from the depths of Hell Acidic thoughs eat away at me, sapping my sanity I am walking on remote control, divorced from humanity I see your lips moving, but were worlds apart The demons won't let me reach your heart Who can be released from the devils in my inner being Who can tear the barrier between feeling and seeing? A yawning pit awaits beneath my feet Sheol is hungry for me to fall in it's depths Always I walk a razor bridge above a pool of magma My balance saving me alone from the screaming demons of terror The demons laugh at me, their hands reach from my dreams fom my chest The demons rise from the Abyss their tearing their way out of my breast The cry comes in the night, the scream in my waking days The demons await to manifest in acts of maddened rage A vortex is sucking me in, the demons are tearing through my brain If I should fall, I will tumle into the realm of the insane

People often feel that non-proselytizing religions like Sithism have nothing to say to the world as a whole. This misperception arrives from the belief that if were not actively seeking to convert others, like Ethical Monotheistic religions do, we don't have a message we would like to convey to the world. This is a mistruth. To the world Sithism has this to say: We know that the world is injust, we know that what should be often isn't. But the truth it dosen;t matter if the world is injust, because you can;t change the world, you can only change yourself. To those who are weak, oppressed and are marginalized we have this to say: weakness and strength come from within. Nobody can give you what you lack or take from you what you have. Each person on this planet has a Destiny, a reason to be here. You are not a mistake; The Force has helped you survive this long, despite your trials for a reasn. If you are weak, then we offer you this encouragement: all that you need to be strong, to overcome whatever barriers, oppression, injustices lie within. It is already there! You don't need a self-motivation class or some kind of speaker to give you what you lack! It is wihin you NOW! Lift your eyes up, shake off the chains and claim what is yours. To those who are looking for a savior, whether political or otherwise we say this: You are your own savior! Nobody, whether Buddah, Jesus or Allah can give you the freedom you need. You are not in need of salvation, but you are in need of empowerment. Nobody is going to give you what you seek, whether it is happiness, money or anything else. Don't wait for someone to ride in on a white horse. It is there for you to take! Erase the lies you have been told, that you are unworthy and can not make the life you want. To those who think money, fame or power is a susbstitute for self mastery we say this: You are living a lie. All the wealth, power and fame will be worth NOTHING if you are not your own master! Do you want to be free of your chains? Then let no man or woman be your master! Seek to become your own master and to rule your own emotions, thoughts and choices. This is the true path to power and empowerment. A man or woman who has no discipline over himself, no matter heir wealth, possessions or fame is stil poor. To those who counquer themselves, over them there can be no master. To those who choose delusion over truth we say this: Only by accepting the world as it is can you prosper. It is nice to think that everyone loves you and that a benelovent god or gods watch over you, but this is not true. No one watches over you and The Force demands nothing of you. Take off your rose colored glassess and see the world as it is-a place filled with beauty, but pain, sorrow,struggle and yes joy. Your refusal to accept thingswhat it is a parasite that saps your resolve to LIVE NOW for THERE IS NO TOMMOROW. There will be no second time around, there will be no calvary riding in to save you! Live NOW-whatever you dream of, aspire to do it NOW. All of us will someday cease to be just as we came into being. Do not waste this precious gift of life on dreams that are unacheivable and fairy lands that do not exist! The Sith have been and always will be. Just as night follows day, and the moon the sun, so to we will always compliment the Light. From the very begining of humankind there were Sith, and untill the end there will be Sith. While we do not seek to force our religion on others, nor do we seek to proselytize, we are here as we always have bene, waiting in the shadow for kindred souls whoes eyes have been opened and see the world with eyes unclouded by delusions, self-deciet. As always we wait, for those who stumble upon us. Our path is not for all, but for those who are reasy to become their own masters and are willing to accept the awesome power that lies within. To those who do not fear the Dark, who will go where others fear to tread, we extend a hand of fellowship.

Believe it or not, a book has been written on George W. Bush by a psychoanalysts with his diagnosis of George W. problems. You can read the review here: http://www.larouchepub.com/other/2004/book...h_on_couch.html

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6pXwhPkRIRg...feature=related

http://www.apodion.com/vad/article.php?id=24&aid=60

Is madness a state of mind or the state of mindlessness Is sanity a rictor mask of faux pretensionsness? How thin the barrier between heaven and the abyss How slim the razor bridge we trod and fall if we miss They say the road to heaven is narrow Some fruit andf cheese with your whine Heaven will never be found by the narrow mind The precipice yawns like the maw of a dragon Drink down the dregs and cast away the flagon Tommorow will never come, today is all there is Leap into the fire before you expire because this all their is Salacious lies promise eternity, close your eyes and what do you see? Blackness envelopes you, stygian black When the last day comes you'll never come back Cease To Exist Cease To Be Release yourself into an Eternity Of Darkness, Of Hardness Of the cold dark soil Cease To Exist The End of your toil Before the veil of sleep falls this night Say your prayers that you will see the light Time is ticking down untill you expire To be cast into heaven or into Hellfire The pundits will rave, the hypocrite will scream The televangelist will plot and dream Selling you Never Never Land for the promise of summision Stealing your mind without your permission Now the time has arived, the dark falls like a cloak And you dissipate like a cloud of smoke Is that heaven's bells or the fire of Hell? Or is that just a dying brain realing in fear As the grasp of death draws near Now you gapos your last, your eyes grow dim Their is no reward or punishment for your sin Just eternal darkness and extinction All end the same without distinction Cease To Exist Cease To Be Release yourself into an Eternity Of Darkness, Of Hardness Of the cold dark soil Cease To Exist The End of your toil

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ZE-tm2D8FRo&...feature=related

HERESY!!!!!!!!

BLASPHEMY!!!!!!!!!!

Well, if your a fan of Fox's series "The Sarah Connor Chroicles", the Big Day is tommorow. I'm eagerly awaiting it, gonna have a small party.. Let me ask fellow fans a couple questions 1) Do you think the series is a good bridge between the last Terminaotr movie and the movie coming out in the summer of 09? 2) Who do you think is the best actor or actress in the show? 3) Did this seasons premiere tommor let you down as a fan or did it live up to your expectations? 4) Was there enough action, too much action?

Dhammapada 26. The True Master Wanting nothing With all your heart Stop the stream. When the world dissolves Everything becomes clear. Go beyond This way or that way, To the farther shore Where the world dissolves And everything becomes clear. Beyond this shore And the father shore, Beyond the beyond, Where there is no beginning, No end. Without fear, go. Meditate. Live purely. Be quiet. Do your work, with mastery. By day the sun shines, And the warrior in his armour shines. By night the moon shines, And the master shines in meditation. But this day and night The man who is awake Shines in the radiance of the spirit. A master gives up mischief. He is serene. He leaves everything behind him He does not take offence And he does not give it. He never returns evil for evil. Alas for the man Who raises his hand against another, And even more for him Who returns the blow. Resist the pleasures of life And the desire to hurt - Till sorrows vanish. Never offend By what you think or say or do. Honour the man who is awake And shows you the way. Honour the fire of his sacrifice. Matted hair or family or caste Do not make a master But the truth and goodness With which he is blessed. Your hair is tangled And you sit on a deerskin. What folly! When inside you are ragged with lust. The master's clothes are in tatters. His veins stand out, He is wasting away. Alone in the forest He sits and meditates. A man is not born to mastery. A master is never proud. He does not talk down to others. Owning nothing, he misses nothing. He is not afraid. He does not tremble. Nothing binds him. He is infinitely free. So cut through The strap and the thong and the rope. Loosen the fastenings. Unbolt the doors of sleep And awake. The master endures Insults and ill treatment Without reacting. For his spirit is an army. He is never angry. He keeps his promises. He never strays, he is determined. This body is my last, he says! Like water on the leaf of a lotus flower Or a mustard seed on the point of a needle, He does not cling. For he has reached the end of sorrow And has laid down his burden. He looks deeply into things And sees their nature. He discriminates And reaches the end of the way. He does not linger With those who have a home Nor with those who stray. Wanting nothing, He travels on alone. He hurts nothing. He never kills. He moves with love among the unloving, With peace and detachment Among the hungry and querulous. Like a mustard seed from the point of a needle Hatred has fallen from him, And lust, hypocrisy and pride. He offends no one. Yet he speaks the truth. His words are clear But never harsh. Whatever is not his He refuses, Good or bad, great or small. He wants nothing from this world And nothing from the next. He is free. Desiring nothing, doubting nothing, Beyond judgement and sorrow And the pleasures of the senses, He had moved beyond time. He is pure and free. How clear he is. He is the moon. He is serene. He shines. For he has travelled Life after life The muddy and treacherous road of illusion. He does not tremble Or grasp or hesitate. He has found peace. Calmly He lets go of life, Or home and pleasure and desire. Nothing of men can hold him. Nothing of the gods can hold him. Nothing in all creation can hold him. Desire has left him, Never to return. Sorrow has left him, Never to return. He is calm. In him the seed of renewing life Had been consumed. He has conquered all the inner worlds. With dispassionate eye He sees everywhere The falling and the uprising. And with great gladness He knows that he has finished. He has woken from his sleep. And the way he has taken Is hidden from men, Even from spirits and gods, By virtue of his purity. In him there in no yesterday, No tomorrow, No today. Possessing nothing, Wanting nothing. He is full of power. Fearless, wise, exalted. He has vanquished all things. He sees by virtue of his purity. He has come to the end of the way, Over the river of his many lives, His many deaths. Beyond the sorrow of hell, Beyond the great joy of heaven, By virtue of his purity. He has come to the end of the way. All that he had to do, he has done. And now he is one.

I forget who said that, but I agree with it. I am proud to be Polish. I am Proud to be an AB and also Proud to have a disability. I am also for an independent nation where people like me no longer have to deal with people that dislike people with disabilities and where the Supremacists, of any stripe, are not. I am for Sucession from America, and the end of the majorit's dominion and rule over us.

Mother, wil they ship me to Iraq? Mother, will I be in one piece when I come back? Mother, will my bed remain cold? Mother, will she be there when I am old? Mother will keep you close and safe Mother will make the bad dreams go away Mother will wipe all those tears away Mother will make all those fears go away Mother will make your anxieties disappear Mother will take on your fears Mother will be their in the end Mother will always be your best friend Mother will always lead you right Mother will always keep you in sight Mother will always keep baby cozy and warm! Mother, will i lose my mind? Mother, will I make the right choice in time? Mother, will you never leave my side? Mother, if you die how will I survive? Mother will keep you close and safe Mother will make the bad dreams go away Mother will wipe all those tears away Mother will make all those fears go away Mother will make your anxieties disappear Mother will take on your fears Mother will be their in the end Mother will always be your best friend Mother will always lead you right Mother will always keep you in sight (bridge) There was a time when everything was clear There was a time you always kept me near Now I'm left to a world gone insane Now I'm dirty and stained Now your not there when i am in pain Mother will always keep baby cozy and warm! Mother, wil they ship me to Iraq? Mother, will I be in one piece when I come back? Mother, will my bed remain cold? Mother, will she be there when I am old? Mother will keep you close and safe Mother will make the bad dreams go away Mother will wipe all those tears away Mother will make all those fears go away Mother will make your anxieties disappear Mother will take on your fears Mother will be their in the end Mother will always be your best friend Mother will always lead you right Mother will always keep you in sight Mother will always keep baby cozy and warm! Mother, will i lose my mind? Mother, will I make the right choice in time? Mother, will you never leave my side? Mother, if you die how will I survive? Mother will keep you close and safe Mother will make the bad dreams go away Mother will wipe all those tears away Mother will make all those fears go away Mother will make your anxieties disappear Mother will take on your fears Mother will be their in the end Mother will always be your best friend Mother will always lead you right Mother will always keep you in sight

I choose the route of personal salvation, which is to accept the world as it is. Basically, this oneness you speak of is nice, however it leaves out the true nature of humanity. Selfishness and the wish to be number one is encoded in our genome, it is in the very DNA structure of our body. And if you think of it, there is a very good reason for it. Humans nay have better tools and technology, butwe are what we are. Were hominids that has killed, conquered and dominated every other species on Earth. The nature of our selfishness is to preserve ourselves over others. All creatures seek to survive, humans included Do I want to be "different"? Yes, I am not an insect or a drone. I am Occultis, a unique being, a free agent who chooses to try to express himself. I do not seek your oneness because it sounds like the Borg on Start Trek. It has been tried, and everytime it has failed. "Resistance is futile, we will be One". Nope, we won't be one because I can not love those I do not know, or do I exist to serve others as if I am some kind of slave or servant to society. Love requires I know of your existensce and that there is something within you that I love. If I do not know you exist, the I do not know of any qualities within you that would make you love you. Further, if you have qualities that make you repellent to me, then that in fact makes me love you less then I might if I didn't know you. It might be better off, in such a case, to not have known you! At least then I didn't know enough about you to either hate you or despise you! However, you are right. There will be an attempt to make the world one-one world of slaves. Whe the Sith'ari comes, if he or she does, you will be all one because you will either bend to his or her will or you will be united with the rest of the enslaved in your chains. Your desire for heaven on Earth can be manipulated, as can your uncritical wish to be united. If you truly want to be one, then you will find your oneness under the heel of the jackboot of those who do not want to be one. Then your love will be perverted to servitude, enforced by the mailed fist of the powerful. We don't need to be one. We can deal with each other on the level of mutual self interest and mutual respect. Only a slave serves someone else without expecting anything. Hence the term slave. I am sure there many who will be pleased by your desire to serve them, and if you are sincere, when they come to power you will find many oppurtunities in your chains to serve them. In summation people work together beause it gets them something. However, unless you event a new language and unless true Communism takes over, those who do not stand up for themselves will fall. Those who haver no self interest will have no interest at all. From time immemoriable, humans have struggled, died, fought and loved. This will not end. All the future will bring you is a new choices for a new generation to old problems: Are you your own person, or do you exist for others? Do humans have the right to exist simply because they exist? Do you wish oneness under the boot, the lash and the collar or would you rather chance war so as not to be deprived of your own being? Whom does your soul exist for-you or for others? Is life, deprived of being unique, worthy of being called life? What price are you willing to pay for your oneness, and in the end will it cost you everything you ever had and more? Are you willing to lay your soul, your mind, your body, your very existensce as a free and soverieng human being on the altar of "oneness"? I am not!

Ahh..I don't care to be one. You know why? Because it will NEVER happend. It's a pipe dream, just like world peace and total equality. I'm a Successionist more then anything. Let me live with people who agree basically with my political philosophy and who share the same values as i do, and others can do so as well. I'm for my own country, free and independent from the U.S on the North American continent. I believe I won;t live to see it happend, but eventaully I believe it will. That way everyone can live as they choose..The Evangelicals can have ther country and make laws as they see fit, the Liberals can have theirs and of course other groups as well. I admit it; I am not for joining hands and singing in harmony. I want more local control, and less Federal. I want the local areas to decide their laws by what the PEOPLE there decide, not by others. I feel eventually America will break up like Europe and I don't see that as a bad thing.

I'm in a new dimension I'm trapped in animated suspension You'r coming only through in waves I see your lips moving but I cant understand what you're saying I have become Comfortabley Numb Drifting on subcounscious waves bobbing in a derlious ocean I have lost my bearings I have lost my moorings I have drifted off to a realm beyond knowing You're only coming through in waves I see your lips moving but I can't understand what your saying I have become Comfortabley Numb When I was a boy I had a fleeting glance Out of the corner of my eye Of a memory without name Now I can only remember when I am numbed from the pain Now I see it only in my dreams Now I can't even remember what it means I see your lips moving but I can't understand what your saying I have become Comfortabley Numb (Bridge) I'm adrift and I can't find my way Everything has turned to grey I don't know what is real anymore I seem to have entered through a magic door Somewhere in my mind I'm lost and my way I can't find I'm lost in a new dimension where everything is distorted I'm in suspended animation where im unsupported By truth or facts or reality that is known Because I have grown Comfortabley Numb Lost in this new world of terror and wonder Have I risen to Heaven above or Hell down under? My hands have even been transformed My life has been reborn I'm drifting to a nexus point, I'm regressing My mind is unravelling, I'm pressing On to a singularity before time and space existed Only my form still keeps existing I see your lips moving but I can't understand what your saying I have become Comfortabley Numb I don't understand the noise your lips are making I don't think it's words unless I'm mistaken Nothing at all seems real anymore Since I went through that magic door All of this dosen't really exist, none of you are real I don't care what you say or what you feel You can call me crazy, insane or dumb All I know is I have become Comfortabley Numb Bridge) I'm adrift and I can't find my way Everything has turned to grey I don't know what is real anymore I seem to have entered through a magic door Somewhere in my mind I'm lost and my way I can't find I'm lost in a new dimension where everything is distorted I'm in suspended animation where im unsupported By truth or facts or reality that is known Because I have grown Comfortabley Numb

http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Code_of_the_Sith

It has to do with the Propehsised Sith'ari. The Sith'ari or as Christians call him The Beast will be a Master possessed by the Dark Side. It is said he will go beyond the limits other Sith have had and will wield great power. This is simply The Force balancing out the Universe. Death as well as Life is a part of The Force that underlies and supports the Universe. The Sith'ari will bring balance ot the Universe, but unfortunately it will cause the deaths of billions of human beings. Pestilence, disease and natural disasters is The Force balancing the Universe. The Sith'ari is, in a broader perspective, the next balancing of The Force in the universe. The collective evil deeds, abuses and atrocities of the human race against the Earth and all the creatures here on Earth will be balanced out by the Sith'ari laying waste to cities and yes, nations. Out of the ashes a new day will dawn. We must plan ahead to help the survivors get on their feet again and to prevent a return to a new Dark Age or worse yet, a return to the Stone Age. Luckily, Masters of both the Dark Side and the Light Side will unite and destroythe Sith'ari before every human is killed or enslaved.

Possesed, I hear anger in my brain Dark clouds trap my vision Going insane Entrapped in my prison Screaming in pain Eternal darness enshrouds my heart Razors travel through my veins Possessed! The Darkness has made it's claim Sunrise after sunrise I see it more plain Dark forces enshroud me like a funeral shroud I writhe in the graveyard screaming aloud Possessed! Down Hell's dark maw I have tresspassed Where angels will not allow Possessed! a demon of rage infests I have been put to the test and have failed Possessed! Haunting the chapel, stalking the grave I put my faith in that which could not save I have sought salvation from my very own soul Tumbling now deeper down the dark hole Angel am I not; I denied what is true I sought answers that had no clue I put my faith in words men said I put my eyes on the tombs of men long dead In this madness we call the world From bloody birth I was hurled A primate, squalling and red I bore the Mark in my DNA on my head Possessed! born evil at conception The preachers almost fooled me with their deception Vile and base from birth to death I am of a race of annihilators who have nothing left! Possessed! By hatred, fear, lust and desire I throw the wood on my own bonfire But I can do no less, I am Adam's son Possessed! With yearnings and dreams I can not contain Years of denial led me insane with pain Of heaven I know not at all All I have known is war, tormoil and the Fall All I have ever seen is the agony of men All strugling to return again To the womb of Paradise before the Tree I yearn to smash these fetters and be free! Possessed! guilty before I ever was born Damned by a careless God's scorn An earth scorched and torn Damned be the day I was born! Possessed! and the pathway to Hell is lined with gold paved with the bones of souls that have been sold to the encroaching Darkness below Damned be you God, for damning my soul! Possessed! Possessed! (Bridge) Possesed, I hear anger in my brain Dark clouds trap my vision Going insane Entrapped in my prison Screaming in pain Eternal darnkess enshrouds my heart Razors travel through my veins And now I walk down the lonely, dusty road God has turned his back on this lonesome soul I am left lost and cold The night enshrouds me with its cloak of black The sun crushed, Heavens crack The road littered with men dead and stiff I pray to make it if I live If I should wake to see the morrow dawn I hope i meet it steadfast and strong All too soon God's errant son Will have to answer for what he has done! But come what may I was created by You to be this way These desires you encoded in my D.N.A By desing You have led me Hell's way! Possessed! Damned! Who is worse the creature or the Creator the Possessed or the Maker? Why have you created me to desire what You would deny? And then punish me with Hell, why oh why? Let creation stand as my witness, to a Diety who failed And damned me to Hell to walk through this viel of crimson tears pouring like rain Who unleashed these demons inside my brain! (Bridge) Possesed, I hear anger in my brain Dark clouds trap my vision Going insane Entrapped in my prison Screaming in pain Eternal darnkess enshrouds my heart Razors travel through my veins Possessed!

Lol, I was giving a response that some of the Early Church Fathers did when the Pagans pointed out the similarities.

Obviously it was planted by Satan and his demons. Satan and his demons are attempting to deceive theworld into apostacy so that the world will burn for billions of years in the eternal gulag. Why, these tavlets should be destroyed! They only will cause the bilions of Hellbound sinners reason to doubt and fill gloating Satan's Kingdom of Eternal Darkness with more vassals for the Princew of Darkness to enslave for a millenium or two!

Tell me something, have you felt any disturbances in The Force lately? I have been feeling an undertone of a disturbance in The Force, and I wonder if you have as well. Also, does this connect with the Prophecy, do you think?

By Metallica

Life, it seems, will fade away Drifting further every day Getting lost within myself Nothing matters, no one else I have lost the will to live Simply nothing more to give There is nothing more for me Need the end to set me free Things aren't what they used to be Missing one inside of me Deathly lost, this can't be real Can not stand this hell I feel Emptiness is filling me To the point of agony Growing darkness taking dawn I was me, but now he's gone No one but me can save myself, but it's too late Now I can't think, think why I should even try Yesterday seems as though it never existed Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye, *Goodbye*

Are you happy father, I am your son I have become the man you wanted and done what I have done You molded me with your hands and your tounge and I have miles to go before my days are done Are you happy father, see what i have become Did you win the victory or was your war lost before it ever begun? Do you like the bitterness, does it taste sweet on your tounge Do you like the sound of my war cry that I have begun to sung? Do you feel fear now, knowing that Im outside your control Do you wonder what has become of my immortal soul? Do you spend time in eternity contemplating what you've done Do you grieve at night wishing for light that will never come? Does it please you t know that I've turned away Does it frighten you to hear me say I've become my father's son? Do you wonder how what you said and did made me theway I am? Do you curse yourself for the man I am? Do you worry about the son and wife you left, to struggle on? Did you imagine that perhaps we could not stand strong? I have become everything you wished I hadn't and more then you have dreamed I have become both a nightmare and a blessing, an angel and a fiend I have looked on your dead cold corpse, and walked quietly away I listen to you in the past, but now I will have my say My soul belongs to me now, body, sinew and bone You n longer have a say since you left us alone Are you proud of your baby boy, dad? Are you proud of what you helped make? Or do you curse me as an abortion, a terrible mistake? It no longer matters to me what you think if at all You gave up that right when you made a nine story fall You have no power, you have no right There is no longer any way for you to make it right I'm nothing you dreamed of, Im nothing you ever wished I've nothing to say to you anymore, nothing but this When I was young you ruled through intimidation You could always count on threats to solve the situation You ruled the house a patriarch of whom we obeyed But your strength failed when your hair turned grey You've fallen from a window, fallen from your throne Capitulated in a form hated, and left us alone All Hail the King! The King is Dead! Long live the King! Long live MY reing!