Thursday, October 13, 2005

Another Life

They tell us from when we are very young that this is the only possible society, that the nation we’re born into is always right, at last on all important issues.

Disturbed and beyond uneasy we look at the world, and most of us join society, give in, without that much of a fight. A few years of rebellion, just a few bursts of fire, and we’re done. In a system discouraging independent thought and variety, most of us fall asleep, never to awaken again.

But a few of us keep wondering. We keep asking ourselves: Is there Life out here, beyond the mundane horror of modern existence? And after many years of searching we find what we’re looking for. We find what have eluded us, and we leave behind a place that was never our home. We may touch the society we abhor once in a while, but we Live on its edges and beyond its corners.

Yes, there is another life out there, and it’s not hard to find at all. It may take time, but it’s not hard. The search is its own reward. By searching you remove yourself from the tyranny of both mind and body the tyranny has imposed on us from birth, and gain at least a modicum of independence. And the best part of it is that that independence grows the longer you stay out there… on the Freedom Road.

The tyrants, the eager servants of the tyranny dominating today’s world, don’t want you to hear about that other life, that other world. They want you to stay in your (their) sandbox, and remain a mule your entire life. Their methods are so sneaky, so insidious that you may never even discover that you are a mule. But take that one or two or three crucial steps away from them and the collar they’ve placed around your neck dissolves, the shackle they hold you by breaks.

The world is so much more than we are told. Disregard the lies, and embrace the truth, the world, and you see it as it is… Infinite.

And Infinity can’t be collared, can’t be labeled and can’t be kept.

Aleister Crowley said that every man and woman is a star. And stars burn through any confinement.

You await you… out there… in Another Life.

And Life can’t be contained, can’t be groomed, can’t be shepherded.

And you are Life, unbridled and rampant and savage, anathema to the lifelessness that is today’s society, that is civilization itself.

Remember that, both in your darkest and brightest hour, and you will never kneel before any master, anyone or anything attempting to dominate and enslave you.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Feverish Earth - Stan the Man and other stories

Tropical storm and Hurricane Stan has killed at least 1900 (and gaining) people in Guatemala alone, hundreds more in Central America and Mexico, and has ravaged the coastline of the entire Gulf of Mexico to the United States border. An entire wall of a volcano crumbled and fell. Torrential rain has caused landslides and floods over a vast area. I have updated the number of fatalities four (six) times since I began writing this little piece, and there seem to be no end to the death.

Tammy, the nineteenth tropical storm of the season scoured Florida on its way north to the Carolina states, bringing more heavy rainfalls and floods.

During September countless storms ravaged the world. Rita brought wind and rain and floods to Texas, making those fleeing from Katrina flee once more. The New Orleans’ levees broke yet again. The Philippines, India, China and Japan were all hit by storms, killing thousands of people and destroying homes and buildings across a vast area.

In Portugal, the fires keep returning and keep occupying thousands of firefighters.

In Norway today, close to 80 degrees North was measured a temperature of 24.5 Celsius.

In October.

The nights are hot and dry.

It is clear skies at night. Clear skies at night used to mean cold and frosty nights. It doesn’t anymore.

And this isn’t just happening one place, but everywhere.

October used to mean snow and frost. Hell, December used to mean cold and biting frost. It doesn’t anymore. This year, like all years the last ten years lilies will bloom. They used to wait until it was almost spring.

They don’t anymore.

Feverish Earth is blooming, and humanity with it.

Mike Davis says that the Age of Chaos has begun and I believe him to be right.

I’ll add this:

The age of humanity has begun. We’re on our way Home.


Feverish Earth on the Midnight Fire weblog so far:

July 30.
August 4.
August 24.
Late August.
Burning Waters (Sep. 9.)

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Alternative news - the Nuclear Train

Here is more news from the big bad world, rarely or never making it to established channels.

We could also have used «Nuclear Convoy» or «Nuclear Ship» in the headline. Radioactive fuel and waste are crossing the globe.

The nuclear train travels at night, in the darkness, away from people’s blind eyes. It has done so for many years, while most people have looked away. The insanity has been allowed to continue without major interruptions.

There was a temporary stop when the German «red/green» administration took over the government a few years back, but both the coalition partners have long since exposed their true face. Die Grunen’s flirting with power was doomed from the start. They’re flirting no more. Their matrimony with the social democrats (and power) was without possibility for parole, the way the skeptics to this union predicted all the time. Nuclear power is merely one field where they have failed miserably.



The train runs within Germany. Between Germany and France. And it’s creating endless protests, demonstrations that at least are able to delay the transports and harm the forces behind the transports economically. It isn’t sufficient, but it is what it is. The grim reality demands far more of them and us, though. But those delaying the transport are still doing a great job. And various media, across the planet, report rarely or never or hopelessly inadequately about all this, this intense war against one of the most lethal among lethal enterprises on the globe.

The nuclear trains go day and night, on the roads, on railroads and by ship, and this is, as with many things, usually not reported, silenced to death, by cowardly journalists and reporters. We’re always returning to this fourth, supporting estate. Everything important is silenced to death or crucial, rebellious actions ridiculed and distorted to the point of them being impossible to recognize.

So the nuclear trains continue to run. From the port of Valognes in France to Gorleben in Germany. Protests, blockades and downright sabotage have periodically stopped the transports completely or partly. The Castor transports can only be completed aided by extensive police protection. Germany’s «red/green» and France’s blue government spare no expenses or effort to make sure the nuclear train runs, to assure the move of the worst poison humanity has ever had in its possession. A poison spreading slowly across the globe, from nuclear power plants, from various waste disposals, from hospitals, from military storage and other places besides. This is more systematic insanity. And it gives birth to violent and intense protests, protests we rarely hear about. People die for their ideals, true ideals, in the protest gatherings, and we don’t hear about it. We hear a lot of hogwash, but not the things we most of all need to hear, the proof that people are finally fed up. There are people out there fighting, people that have realized what an insane society we live in. But when these brave souls are mentioned in various established media they’re usually described as «professional protesters», «terrorists» or even «worse». What the fuck is wrong with the world?

All the world’s «nuclear trains» keep running, while life on Earth is slipping through our fingers.

I’m quite frankly sick of witnessing every time established media beat themselves on the chest, congratulating themselves on a job well done, on their «exposures», on being truth seeking and sharp of mind. It’s a joke, and nothing more, and not even a very funny one at that. I’m also getting nauseas every time the press is «criticizing» itself. It’s ridiculous, plain and simple, and as honest as horse-trading. It does sound quite convincing, of course. It always does, to the herd, to people that have eradicated all critical thinking in themselves many years ago.

You’ve just heard a small part of all the important news rolling in from all over the world.

In a time with ever more acts done to confuse and befuddle our minds, there are ever more essential reasons to tell the truth.

The truth will liberate us, not merely from the lies, but from a completely distorted and fucked-up world.

The nuclear train continues its run through the night…



In this place we write about what’s happening in relative secret, while people sleep.

One of many problems with modern day people is that most of them aren’t used to having their perception of reality challenged. They’ve gotten away with that, with that, too, for far too long.


2005-10-07 addendum:

The IAEA - The International Atomic Energy Agency was given the Nobel Peace Price today. The Nobel Peace Price Committee has actually made a few, very few brave and right choices through the years. The prices to Albert John Lutuli, Martin Luther King and Desmond Tutu spring to mind.

This is not one of those times.

There are two main reasons for this.

The first is that IAEA has become a tool for the current aggressive United States policy on perceived enemies.

The second is that IAEA at its core is working «for peaceful use of nuclear power». In other words, they are propagating the use of one of the most dangerous substances on the planet.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Where I Go

I go
I go behind the corner
And meet the Shadow
I burn in its face
Its tongue licks my ass
Swallowing my Self whole
And I am It
I found myself
In the places I’ve never looked

It is peaceful afterwards
If that word has any meaning
A campfire burns
In the two rivers of my ears
Is there a meaning in a word
One in a vision or two
Beyond the corner of the soul

I go where no one goes
And in that space
Where nothing can be
I find myself

Amos Keppler 2005-10-02