The river, the evil have to be cleansed,
or else life is impossible. Only God can do it.
The law of life is that you should move
forward, the wheel turns no one can stop it,
our future, from any angle you’d look at it,
is pretty nonsensical, the world has strong
sadistic tendencies, strong masochistic desires.
This is the idea from Gītā. This is the idea
of Moses, of Mohammed, of the Hitlerism
nonetheless Jehovah, Allah, Hitler are earthly
gods. The purification operated by them is
imaginary. The contemplation of the human
misery pulls us up to God. The world has to be
alien to our desires so the evil not exist
in the world. We are at the point where the world
is the evilest possible, beyond the screen the evil
becomes innocence, they smile at us. Nonetheless
the vision pursues us. Saint Paul from the churches,
a scrawny man with the pointed, purple face,
his head as pointed as a snake’s, of small stature
and possible with a very small, almost non-existent
penis, an inborn killer from the cradle as if the Devil
himself had modelled him nonetheless he thought
himself to be a rare human being in front of whom
Christ condescended to appear in person blinding
the saint for three days. He considered that he
traversed all the possible skies ‒ he wrote about
the marriage and its implications, bringing
the most swinish and depressing pieces of advice
extracted from the Old Testament that exist
in the world. He granted the widow the freedom
to remarry whoever she wanted on condition that
the man be “in the Lord”, but he adds that a widow
will be much happier if she doesn’t remarry
if she dries up like a pod. Saint Paul was that kind
of envious man who had opinions on everything
from the length of the dick and of the hair
to the manner wherein you must eat meat
without you looking into the mouth of the rich man.
He told it to the slaves, “Obey your earthly masters.”
He demanded that the women be silent in the public
meetings not let out a peep. I’m appalled at his,
henchman’s stupidities, he was laughing satisfied
when he saw in the future the heaps of live coals
and the bodies burnt to a cinder by the Inquisition
nonetheless he didn’t see himself fried. But this saint
knew nothing about the world, didn’t hear the words
of Christ, “I found that all were drunk and none
was thirsty, my soul was saddened for the children
of humanity for they are blind in their hearts.
They do not see that they came into the world naked
and naked they will leave.” And my soul is saddened
for the existence of the people is drugged by millions
of drugs. Why wouldn’t people kill themselves
immediately? Some other time?
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