A FLOW OF THOUGHTS

A Flow Of Thoughts

It’s been a dry month for ideas and writings. If you’re a writer or artist you may know what I am trying to mean. I classify writing into two general categories: 1. Cyclical & 2. Creative.

Cyclical writing is like when I am in school and I am given an assignment to write a paper on a given subject. What I do is I’ll do my research looking for what? Authoritative writings. Why? To source, cite, and reference. Why? Because my own writings won’t be considered valid or ‘authoritative’ if I do not support my stuff with authoritative writings. How did those authorities become authoritative? They went to a college to study a subject and learned ideas from a previous authority. How did those previous authorities get to authoritative? They learn, memorize, and quote the same ideas from a previous person’s authoritative ideas? How did those people get to be an authority on a subject? They quote and memorize ideas from an originator. How did the originator become an authority on his own ideas? He just AUTHORED it and assumes responsibility for what ideas he Authored.

So what we have here is a recycling of ideas that goes in a big circle into itself. Like we can say that Mao is the Originator of Chinese Communism. He is the Author of such ideas and is responsible for such ideas. A cyclical and closed loop then comes into being where such ideas circulate. Essentially meaning one guy recycles Mao’s idea, and teaches a few other, and this set of ideas moves in a big closed circuit of self-authorization. Self-Authorization meaning – Who the hell made Mao an “authority” on such ideas? No one, or maybe his cronies.

So things like school papers to me is Cyclical. Writing a paper recycled ideas of authoritative people is easy and can be done at any time. You just do your research, absorb the ideas, put those ideas into your own words, and then you Quote your authorities or cite them. And if in the end your grammar and stuff is all good, you may get a nice grade for writing that paperwork.

I’ve always found Cyclical writing to be limiting, “indoctrinative,” and dogmatic. Limiting because although the student learns to memorize and think like the “authority,” such a way of learning or education does not stimulate or teach the student to actually THINK for itself. You don’t think for yourself, you quote and cite your authority and if you understand what is being taught – which you must accept [which everybody accepts] – you should be able to restate it in your own words. What do we call that? Indoctrination. Therefore such ways of educating a student is also Dogmatic. Why do I say this? Because when school teaches you about the Big Bang and you reject the ideas of the authorities and peerage of such cosmological theories, you are shunned by the system and get a failing grade, and so with that failing grade, you have no power and authority to affect, effect, infect Established Cosmology.

You are a Heretic in other words. What do you think it means when they say “Re-education” in Communist China, the former USSR, or some other Totalitarian state? Then of course this Cyclical way of writing and citing and thinking is also found in Church right? As a Christian you have beliefs which are your own understandings of authoritative ideas. You quote your bibles, you listen to your preacher wrap his own ideas around authoritative bible passages. The pastor or priest is an authority because he knows the authoritative ideas. He got those ideas from some body who got it from somebody who got it from somebody, and so on. In that closed loop of ideas, as a believer the same limitations, indoctrination, and dogmatism applies.

The best way I can describe Creative writing is watching a guy rap Freestyle. Where he’s just making his rhymes off the top of his head as he goes along. It’s call “Flowing” some times, since the ideas, and rhyme just Flows out of you. But before you can Flow like that you got to Feel the beat, meaning that beat, tune, or melody has to inspire you inside to Flow. The beat moves you in such a way that words, thoughts, and ideas Flow out of you in other words. Sometimes if you ever pay attention to rap lyrics when your friends freestyle, those boys can produce a very intelligent and coherent set of thoughts and ideas, all in rhyme.

So Creative or Freestyle writing or art is also like that. If you are a poet, musician, or artist, you’ll understand. Freestyling a 30 page essay off the top of your head isn’t like parroting and recycling other people’s ideas. You work with your own ideas and thoughts as they form and develop. You have to Feel a wave of inspiration that moves you in such a way that all of those ideas, thoughts, and pictures in your mind comes together in a coherent body. Then they Flow out of you, thru your pen, keyboard, paint brush, or instrument. But without that Feel of being Moved or Inspired, the Creative Impulse is not there.

I’ve always found Creative and Freestyle anything to be more Organic, Self-Empowering, and Innovative. I mean sure you can get a top of the line education at an ivy league college and come out with big words and sound intelligent, but where did you get those big words, big ideas, and intelligent thoughts from? Yourself? No. From people bigger than you, smarter than you, and more intelligent then you. Where did they get it from? Where did Mao, Lenin, Stalin, Marx, Hitler, Freud, Jung, Kant, Jesus, Muhammad, Lao Tzu, Sun Tzu, or Buddha get their big ideas, words, refined thoughts, and intelligence from? Themselves. Why can’t you do the same? Why can’t you Author your own ideas and be responsible for such authorship? Author-Ity: the State or Condition of being the Author.

Freestyle or Creative style writing is more Organic. In the sense that you are not recycling long dead ideas which has been circulating in books for centuries. You may borrow words to convey your own self-born ideas in, but the living spirit of those ideas comes from your organic experiences and inner being. Self-Empowering meaning that when you writing creatively for a long time, you train yourself to generate a Flow of your own ideas and thought. Therefore you arenot heavily reliant on “authoritative” works for ideas. When you learn to organically think for yourself, it Elevates you to a state of Self-Empowerment. Innovating meaning that what ideas and thoughts or perspectives that may Flow out of you may be Original and fresh, as opposed to recycled ideas [authoritative/established ideas]. Such innovative or creative ideas might not always be acceptable to the Mass, but then again do you really care about the opinions of the Mass? And also, what body of innovative ideas in our human history did not in it’s beginning start off as unacceptable blasphemy of established authority?

We hear the phrase “Breaking The Mold” often don’t we, yet very rarely does anybody break the mold. Picasso and Dali “Broke The Mold” in the arena of art don’t you think? Dali died “insane” and unliked. Wilhelm Reich and Tesla broke the mold in the realm of science of their time. Both died poor and alone, rejected by their contemporaries. The Sufi Mansur al-Halaj broke the mold in the Islamosphere when he publicly proclaimed “I am Truth” and was hanged for it. Jesus broke the mold of establish social order set by the Jewish and Roman Authorities. He was hated by both Jews and Rome and was killed. Buddha broke the mold of Brahminical society. His ideas and religion was so despised by India that the whole of Buddhism was eventually kicked out of India from over 2000 years. It’s only recently that Buddhism began to spread in its birth land. Authoritative ideas that circulate in a closed loop do not break any kind of mold. It would be heresy if they did.

Most of the time when I write, I Freestyle. I just type ideas as they flow from the top of my head. But in order to do that I need to Feel an inner wave or inspiration that drives me to that state of Mind where things just Flow out. When I do type out my thoughts I do so in a state of unthinkingness, where I just let my fingers type away. I also do something I call “writing from the Heart-Mind.” Meaning letting your chitta do the Expressing of creative ideas, or tapping into the Creative Impulse of chitta [your heart/emotions/psyche]. Only after the Flow stops do I actually read what I have written. Which is when I edit what I Flowed out by grafting extra ideas in mechanically, making things more seemless and trying to fix all the typos, which I rarely ever correct entirely.

I’ve written in this Freestyle manner for a very long time now, and from my personal experience of having learned to write from the Heart in such an unthinking manner, I can honestly say that I most often experience something bizarre. After reading what I have written in order to edit, I end up discovering that many of the ideas that Flowed out I was unconscious of. In other words, I end up learning or teaching myself from reading my own writings. Which is one major reason why I write at all. It’s just that I like to share my writing.

So this Creative way of writing is like Surfing. As an artist, poet, writer, contemplator, you wait for these waves of inspiration to move you into that state of mind/heart where things just Flow out of you like a spring. In the same sense that a Surfer waits for waves in the sea to ride its movement and flow. Flowing ideas you draw up from within isn’t something you can just will or force. The functioning force seems to be that weird sense or state of mind we call “inspiration.” Whereas with Cyclical writing, you recycle other people’s ideas, which – if you were schooled properly – you should be able to do at will. Given that you have the material and resources to do so.

Raw Material Cashe

This one business guy I studied from one during a seminar I went to explained to us that in general an individual only remembers 7% of what it is exposed to. If you consider the difference, you realize that a huge amount of information is left out. That’s like reading a book and only comprehending and being able to recall 7% of what you read while something happened to the other 93%.

The context our business teacher for the day was using this bit of knowledge was mentorship. He was simply trying to explain to us that when we assume the responsibility of mentoring someone they will only absorb 7% of what you give to them. Therefore a good business mentor must understand that if she or he wishes to teach others how to be successful in life, that the mentor to pupil relationship must be a constant one. Thus also instructing your pupils with paperwork and lectures ends up doing very little. Showing the pupil by your example and actions over and over again is a better method. In the same way a student learns karate from a teacher.

But the main point the business guy was trying to make was how the “trickle down” method of conveying information decreases with ever “generation” or level of pupils. Say for instance you have 10 people. Person #1 reads something and absorbs 7% of that info. #1 passes that info to person #2. It becomes that person number 2 will now only recal 7% of the original 7% it was exposed to. And so on down the line until you end up with person #10 getting practically nothing of any value. Therefore said our teacher that day, you remove all those middle men and throw away that LINE of transmition of information and instead make a CIRCLE, the center of which is the PRIMARY source of information. This way every person has direct access to the original source. In regard to the semenar that day, our teacher – who was a self made millionaire – was trying to say that if you want to learn to do what he did, you have to get “it” directly from him, as opposed to going to some school for watered down lessons, to learning it from some person who learned it from some other person, who got it from a book and so on.

Later, as I became more emotionally aware and in tune with my own Theravada religion, and other religions, I took this idea I learned from this business guy and saw the same “problem” with concepts like what the West would refer to as “apostlic succession.” I’m using the term very, very loosely here, meaning the passing of “authority,” “authoritative ideas,” from one person to another over time. Sometime in English we’ll also refer to this same concept as a “Lineage.” The problem is that if you are a 100^th generation monk from say the original Buddha, and people in general only absorb 7% of stuff, then as a monk of some 100^th generation of a 1000 year old lineage, you really don’t know shit. It’s like homeotherapy. You put stuff in water, then magically delude it 1000 times, and say that what you end up with – pure water – magically retains the healing essence of whatever was being used.

If you depend on another person of “authority” in Buddhism – such as a monk – to impart to you his “authorized” understandings of what the Buddha said or what he got from his teacher, who got it from his teacher, you’re essentially getting crap. I grew up most of my life being told by my grandmother, monk grandfathers, and other elders that all you have to do to be a Buddhist is to “Gan [hold] Sil [sila/pancha sila]. Which are the 5 precepts: don’t lie, don’t drink, don’t be a whore, don’t kill people, and some other one I can remember right now lol. All that time I thought those 5 things was all you had to follow to be a “Buddhist,” until I got older and dis-covered that the Buddha had teachings that amounted to 25,000 pages worth of stuff! And then I learned that in our culture only senior citizens who have finished all of their duties to their children actually take formal vows to hold the 5 precepts daily.

But the Buddha was smart enough to get around this lineage thing by establishing what he called the Sangha. Sangha basically means Fellowship. Originally 2500 years ago in India, this fellowship wasn’t a “religion” body of priestly monks. There is no such thing as a monk or nun in Buddhism. It’s a mistranslation of the word “Bhikkhu” by English translators with the best intentions I guess. The word Bhikkhu and Bhikkhuni [female version] literally means Beggar. A Bhikkhu was a man who dropped out of the rat race and society of those old Vedic city-states, kingdoms and so on. This was called “Renunciation,” when you Renounce society and therefore Remove yourself willingly from it. So the sangha was in those days a Fellowship of Beggars and Homeless people who took care of each other.

There are two “esoteric” intentions as to why the Buddha had his students of this class or order fully drop out of society. In the Buddhist social order people are symbolically divided into classes or levels of spiritual dedication based on how many vows they take. Each class is like a rank in this system. The lowest class which make anybody a full fledged Buddhist are those who formally take vows/oaths to take refuge in the 3 jewels: Buddha, Dhamma, Sangha. The next class of associates above that are those who take refuge in the 3 jewels and in addition take vows to hold and live the 5 precepts. The level above that are people who take vows to hold or follow an additional 10 precepts.

And this goes on until you get to the level or inner circle where you take vows to hold 210 precepts or every Rule/Sila the Buddha invented, which is what a Bhikkhu is. Some of these Rules – depending on the sanghas – are things like Bhikkhus are not allowed to wear shoes, Bhikkhus cannot wear socks, cannot sleep on beds but on mats, Bhikkunis cannot have hair more than 2 inches long, Bhikkhus can only eat once a day, they cannot eat what is not offered or given to them; you vow to never ever till or break soil, harm a plant, or uproot a plant from its ground; a Bhikkhu when out and about vows to walk always looking at the ground and never ever at the face or body of a female beyond her big toe; no music; no dancing; no gambling; no sex; vow to never ever touch or handle gold, jewels, or anything with intrinsic value [money], never touch a female in any way or permit yourself to be touched by one, even if she is your relative tapping on you; etc, etc.

My grandmother says that monks these days are “pretend monks.” They play dressup and play the part of a monk. But they drive car, carry orange bags with money, wear watches, socks and shoes, and they look at your eyes when they talk to you. There is no reason why you should be looking at me beyond the tip of my toes if you are a monk. You have no reason in the first place to even talk to me or strike up a conversation with me if I don’t talk to you first. Of all the robed people I have encountered, I have seriously only seen one man who followed to the old ways of a Bhikkhu as Bhikkhus were 2500 years ago.

I saw him in Garden Grove at the Asian Garden mall we go to often. He was a homeless white man of about 30 something years old. He was clean for a bum, with no facial hair, or dirt under his perfectly cut nails? His head was shaved smooth, he had on his orange robe and begging bowl, he had no socks or shoes, his head was permenantly bowed down and his eyes were closed. He just stood there in the hot sun like a statue. He was perfect, except for one “minor” thing. But I still had a large amount of sincere honour for him anyways. The minor thing was that this “monk” was actually begging for money. People – including me – since we were all Asian at this mall, we couldn’t help but not only feel bad for him, but he manipulated our feeling/mind by dressing like a Buddhist monk. The first time I saw him, I was amazed that a White person became a monk and was actually doing Bindbat in the middle of the day in front of a mall! But I saw people drop money in his bowl. So I went to open its lid and saw a shit load of cash! I was shocked at first, but I felt bad and dropped money in there too. But after I dropped my money I quietly whipsered into his ear: “Food goes in your bowl Bhikkhu.” He’s not a “real” monk, but he is more real than contemporary monks in my eyes.

Encountering this “monk” in Garden Grove was a minor experience, but it had an affect on me inside. I never was consciously aware of how powerful psychological/social programing was until I met this “monk.” On an emotional level of the heart, I could do nothing to stop myself from entering that feeling or state of mind you give to a monk. Meaning you honour them and open yourself to feed them or care for their needs. But on an intellectual level of think, I knew very well that this guy was faking being a monk because monks don’t beg for money! But still, even though I intellectually knew this, the brain was powerless from stopping years of the programming. It’s like this with other acpests of life though if we think about it.

For example we can be raised and conditioned in an environment/society where we are brought up knowing intellectually [in the brain] that being gay is “wrong.” But when that moment comes when some girl stirs your heart, you have no real free will but to fall under the control of Chitta [Heart'Mind]. If you have ever been in some sort of situation like this, you’ll understand that in your early teen years, it’s not an easy thing to deal with. Your brain and Heart fight and you struggle to come to an understanding of why you are “deviant’ and not right in the head like others are. As if to say the head was always the right one in the first place. There is this Mahayana story that goes one day the Buddha was asked by someone to explain in one single word his Way. The Buddha thought for a moment and says: “Tame.” Which is to say: Shut the brain up, because it most often gets in the way of our living and success in life.

But back to the two reasons why the Buddha had his pupils of his inner circle [Bhikkhus] remove themselves completely from society, wife, children, and all. Like the movie The Matrix, the Buddha is Morpheus, and he was simply unplugging these men from the illusury artificial system: this man made thing we often confuse for “reality,” the city, the state, the religions, the politics, the ideologies, the opinions, the wealth, the poverty, the homelessness, the homefulness, the ‘sacred’ values, judgements, and world views of society, its common people, etc.

Back in those days, when you unplug yourself from some Vedic city/society you had only one place to go to live: Bana [the Forest], which is the second esoteric reason why the Buddha had his inner circle of those original days completely renounce the mundane world: having been unplugged or disconnected from an artificial world of mans making, the Bhukkhu is now placed in front of the one true reality that man did not make: Everything, Nature and all. Just like the Buddha unplugged himself from his sheltered kingdom world to live in the forest, where he gained Gnosis: From a Living and Natural source.

So that was the Buddha’s actual way of teaching. You can’t give somebody Gnosis. You have to place them instead in the condition whereby they themselves can gain that Gnosis on their own. You see a River and drink from it, then you go back to your horse friends, and lead them to the same River hoping they will also drink from it. What’s that saying tha goes: “You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink?” There is this story from the Hermetic Mythos where Hermes O Trismegistos ponders in his Mind that if God is the all knowing creator of all things, then why is it that some people are born with more reason and understanding than others? Why did not God make all people equally wise and reasonable? The voice in his Mind answers back saying that in the very beginning of creation the Creator placed a cup of water at the center of the universe for people to drink of. Some drank from this cup, while some did not. The water is Reason. Which is a great allegorical way to say that not even Creation can give you Gnosis. It can create the Cup of Gnosis, but you must drink from it.

The Buddha in his days could not force Buddhi onto people or give Buddhi to people. These people must be led to the source to drink from it themselves. But only those who are actually searching for that Buddhi will hear the Buddha’s call to leave the city and its artificial illusions behind to go to the source: Bana [the Forest/Nature].

So once in the forest the new monks are unplugged from mundane society and they are now exposed to Nature’s cashe of Raw Material. Just as the Buddha was. You have no more authorities, Brahmins, priests, leaders, telling you what to think, what is right, what is truth, what is real, etc. All you have are Nature’s Raw Material to build your own understandings of Life and Reality with. In the same way that we can say that a scientist in the West who is the father of a field of study has nobosy to go to for authoritative knowledge. All he has at his disposal is Nature’s cashe of raw material: Everything. And so we have fathers of fields like Pasture who exposed himself to the raw material of Nature and saw microbes for the first time somehow. And from his experience of such raw material, he constructed and built up his understandings of whatever field of study or scientific discipline he presenced.

But the Buddha really wasn’t a scientist. He was more a natural mystic. Meaning that he exposed himself to the same body of raw material, but used such raw material to Draw Up from inside of himself – sambuddhi [self-enlightenment or gnosis by ones own effort] – an understanding of things. For example he saw a River which seems to have been a very significant source of insight for Buddha. Buddha sat there Mindful of that river’s flow for a while, and from that flow he Draws Out from himself an Insight. He essentially used the river to inspire within him an insight. A large amount of high profile Buddhist dhamma can be traced back to the Buddha staring at rivers. For example the Buddha rejected the idea of an Atma [self] but strangely he invented the idea of a Citta-santana: Mindstream; he even divided Enlightenment into 4 stages rooted in the idea of a river: Stream-enterer, Once-returner, Non-returner, and Arahant [arahatao in Khmerized Pali].

Using raw material to Draw Up insights from within yourself as a concept and function also exists in the West, but in a different way. The best known system is the Qabalah. You have this Tree/diagram with 10 circles, and each circle has a name which describes its attribute. Objectively on a reasonable level as we can reasonably and honestly be, it’s a fucking drawing of 10 stupid circles with words in them. But that’s not the point is it. The point is to use these circles as “keys” to unlock from within yourself Insights, divine wisdom, or whatever you wish to call it. So you’re looking at this drawing and you see Ain Sof at the top of a ball with a crown on it and you ponder a while and ask youself: “Gee, what could Jehovah be trying to tell me here?” And if you have a working citta or are mystically inclined, you might get a “revelation” and say: “Aha! That ball with the crown called Kether is the Head! The Head is the Mind! Mind is Consciousness! Ain Sof is the unmanifested divine spark! Therefore our Consciousness is a divine manifestation of universal light! Which degenarated down into Tepheret which corresponds with the generative Organ! Which is trying to tell me that tepheret is where Divine Consciousness manifests into Form! Just like the Son/Sun descend down into the Jordan/Blue Nile! And from that water is born into Malkuth the Kingdom/Physical World!” The whole point to the process is that if what ideas you Draw Up from within is actually Insightful and actually teaches you something in such a way that it induces Self-Development: Who gave you that Gnosis, Insight, Wisdom, Divine Revelation? You did on your own, and not some priest, teacher, guru, authority. You don’t need others to tell you things. The Raw Material has been given to you: the entire Universe, to Draw Insights from. And if the entire universe isn’t enough for you, draw a few circles on parchment paper and knock yourself out.

So the early Bhikkhus pupils of Buddha did the same kind of meditative reflection on Nature and Life for insights. During their training the Bhikkhus also had the chore/duty of memorizing word for word what lessons the Buddha taught to them. This was so that when they were finished with their forest life, they could teach other people in the cities who can’t leave that life behind due to obligations and ties exactly what was taught to them. So instead of these monks teaching people their own interpretations of what the Buddha taught, they just chanted what they got from the Buddha, and left it up to the people to do their own reflections. This way, even when the Buddha passes away, the people will get a word for ward stream of what the Buddha taught his first pupils. The teachings basically helps people see mundane reality in a different way, and draws such people’s attention to a possible way out or to a source of Living Insight. The Gnosis or Buddhi the monks may have gotten are their own personal experiences which they don’t teach others. Why? Because you can’t give people Gnosis. You must lead them into the condition ripe for Gnosis.

So if these men and women in those early times left the city ot be homeless and “Bana-ed” [Forested or took up hermitage in a Forest] what do you call it when a Bhikkhu has finished his training in the forest and leave to re-enter the world of man to teach and Liberate people; like Neo re-enters the Matrix for the same reason? In common Pali of the time you called it Nib-Bana which literally means Un-Forest, or to De-Forest or Without-Forest. Nibbana in common Pali spoken by common people of its time just meant to Leave the Forest, or to Go Outside of the Forest. In the same line of thought that we Dress and Undress, Do and Undo, Believe and Unbelieve. But this original meaning has been lost. Why? Because people did what the Buddha asked for people not to do. When the Buddha was asked by his desciples if they may translate his teachings into Brahminical Sanskrit, the Buddha forbade it stating that what he teaches must remain in “Our Common Dialect.”

Sanskrit at the time in India was used by the Brahmins in the same was Ecclesiastical Latin was used by the Church leaders in Europe. Church Latin and Brahminical Sanskrit also shared another deadly quality: both never existed as a living organic language. They are both doctored up “Written Languages” used to monopolize ideas. In India during these ancient times things were more strict with Sanskrit, a person from a low caste was punished by death if he knew Sanskrit. The other issue with Sanskrit is that the Brahmins who jealously guarded it and taught it only to their Brahmin caste children created these words and gave their words meanings of its own. Which was why a word that once simply meant Leaving the Forest, ended up being Nirvana meaning some weird netherworld beyond samsara or whatever. This was one of the ancient butthurt issues Theravada Buddhism had with the Northern Mahayana: they used Sanskrit words, and used Sanskrit to write extra sutras.

You’ll perhaps think to yourself: “But they’re intelligeble dialects? What’s the big deal?” You can tell the Sanskrit Dharma and the Pali Dhamma are the same words? The Sanskrit Samsara and the Pali Samsara even sound the same? What’s the issue? The issue is: Weltanschauung. For example in a Common Dialect of English as spoken in the streets in most American cities the word “Nigga” has a completely different spirit and shade of meaning then the word “Nigger” as a bunch of English Professors at Oxford University in England use and define it. What’s the big deal you ask? Aren’t Nigga and Nigger obviously the same word? No dummy. One is a word used by a person of a specific culture, time, and place, to refer to another person whom he feels a bond or fellowship with: My Nigga. The other word is used to demean and dehumaized an entire race. That’s the difference between Weltanschauung. It is in the Essence, not the Form.

Things that are “Organic” are either alive or derive from living things. You have things like us which are organic, and then stuff like cars are inorganic/artificial/mechanical. Organic Intelligence is Living, Dynamic, and flexible. What we call “Wit” or “Wits” in English is a form of Organic Intelligence. You don’t learn wit in school. Either you got it or you don’t. Being witty is flexible meaning that it is Formless and adapts to whatever condition and honourous environnment it finds itself in. It is dynamic meaning that it grows and becomes more refined as the mind which expresses it grows more sophisticated. Inorganic or mechanical Intelligence is dead. You sit in chemestry class, read recylced knowledge about how a hydrogen atom plus two oxygen atoms makes water, you memorize that shit, and parrot it using the “H2O” and you sound really smart don’t you? Like you know the mysteries of the universe. Did you come up with that smart idea? No. It was given to you. The idea in itself is smart but thanks to the original chemist who came up with it. What do you call it when you assume godforms, pretend to be other people, copy-cat others? Mimicry. If you sound intelligent because you can use big words and big ideas given to you, it is only so because of Mimicry. You mimic intelligent people. Nothing about your organic nervous system in itself became intelligent.

In Khmer there is the word “Chlat” [chulat] which generally means Smart or having the intelligence to solve problems. Then there is this word used most often used as a nick name for boys which is “Panya” as it sounds phonetically to my ear. Boys nicknamed Panya are those mischeviously clever ones with that sneaky and cunning type of rascally smarts where if you hide cookies, they will sneak around and find it. Boys nicknames Panya are those 4 year old cousins that are trouble makers. Not bad and uncooperative. But they have this trickster or cunning brains to them where they run around teasing people and playing games with people, tricking other cousins for money and candy. That’s the Essence or Spirit or Shade of the word/name “Panya.” It’s interesting because that word is the way you say the Pali word Pan~n~a which has the same Essence or Spirit: Cunningness, Cleverness, raskally intelligence. I bring this up because Pan~n~a in Saksrkrit is Prajna [pronounced “Prah-Chna”]. Prachna does not have the organic, living, meaning of Panya. It mechanically has come to mean some goofy divine wisdom. Which is stupid if you put yourself in time, place, and context of the Buddha’s era in India. Divine Wisdom – whatever that is – doesn’t free your ass from the caste system if you are a dalit, it is what entraps your ass in the system. Exactly as how the Divine Wisdom of the Bible enslaves you to a religion and its priesthood. It takes cunningness, and a sly form of intelligence understand that the system is tricking you, enslaving you, and to beat the system and escape it to find your Liberation.

What’s it mean in the common street dialect of Pali when the Buddha died and it was said that he went to Nibbana, or “acheived” Nibbana?” In its original street grade dialect. Bana is Forest, Jungle, Nature. Metaphorically it is used to describe the city life and this world back then as now: The inner city is a Jungle; this world is a jungle. If the world is a Jungle/Forest, wild or feral place, and the Buddha Unforested where did he go? He left the Natural World. Meaning this everyday world on this ball of dirt which is the natural world of human experience. Nibbana does not imply or suggest what exists beyond this natural world. When I say my late great grampa left this “Natural World,” in no way did I describe a heaven, afterlife, Asgard, Valhala, Brahmaloka, etc. I just meant that being alive here in this Natural World, and having seen my great grandpa get buried and no longer with me, he is thus gone from this world. “Elvis has left the building” captures the Essence also. “The Buddha has left the Forest.” Do I know where he went to? No. But this simple word with shades of metaphorical meanings was annexed into Brahminical Sanskrit, and over time through Hindu mystical bullshitting, Nirvana has come to mean a load of goofy shit.

It’s hard for me to say that I am a Buddhist to myself, because as I understand Language and Weltanschuung, the Buddhism via Pali, the Buddhism via Sanksirt, and now the Buddhism via English are three entirely different religions which really have nothing to do with each other, but share a few concepts. Then we can go further and come to understand that the Preahputsasana via Khmer and Prahputsasana via Thai are also very different things from the others. I am not a Buddhist if you have come to know Buddhism via English, English words, and Anglocentric Weltanschauung. I’m not a Buddhist in anyway if you understand your Buddhism via the Sanskrit. I don’t believe in reincarnation, karma as a cosmic law of reward and punishment, samsara as a fucked up farris wheel of birth and death, Nirvana as a fluffy communist-ahima-vegan-cowloving utopia beyond samsara. This is all stupid to me. These other Buddhists may say: “Well, we have it right and you don’t know shit.” No, nobody has it right. The only person and people who had it right was Buddha and his original disciples as they knew it in the language, dialect, and worldview they were using when they were alive. None of us has it right beyond those people, that time, and place. I’m just more sensible and reasonable, that’s all.

Language & Authority

I like language a lot. Language is what killed the idea of God for me. God as the Bible explains it, can’t possibly exist because if such an all knowing creature was real, wouldn’t he understand that having humans speak 2000 different languages means his Bible or “Divine Wisdom” is going to get fucked up by being reinterpreted and twisted through 2000 languages and the native meanings of their words? Have you ever seen those ridiculous threads where everybody actually speaks the same English, about the same idea, but the thread is a battle of semantics over the meaning of one fucking word? If you think about this, you’ll come to realize that if God was depending on writings, books, words, and human language to convey his awesomeness and the secrets of creations, he wasn’t very smart. God self-defeated himself at the Tower of Babel. There is only one eternal Cosmic Language written in Nature which is immutable: the Silence of Dhammakaya, the Unspeakable Tao, the Ineffable Cosmos Itself.

Organic Language is also alive, dynamic, and pliable as opposed to a mechanical or inorganic one. I love English since its the only language I have a high command of in such a way where I can flow my ideas with it. I hate English according to Webster with a passion. I hate Webster. I hate it when somebody uses a word in a creative way and then some anal nerd thumps on a Websters dictionary and says: “You’re using the word wrong. The Archbishop of American Standard English, His Ligustical Highness Webster, defines it thusly in the scriptures under the letter E [...].”

I was arguing with a friend of mine I get into smart talks with. Often times we’ll end up fighting in a friendly way, because we never agree. We were arguing about words and how one was used by a subculture. I gave a general meaning as it was used by the subculture that used it. And my friend goes: “Well they’re using it wrong.” And I said: “There’s no wrong way to use a word. It is used first by a people and make it to the next edition of the dictionary later. Not the other way around from text book to people.” He laughs at me and says that what I said was ridiculous because even language needs an authority to define the words, because otherwise how would there be any agreement to the meanings, and thus then, how would communication even be possible? So I protested in anger and said: “That’s fucking authoritarian. Are you fucking suggesting to me that neanderthalis had a Webster authoritatively defining orthodox from heretical definitions of their words?! That’s fucking stupid.” He said calmly back laughing in a teasing manner: “No, that’s a fucking strawman. I never said anything about neanderthals. Where’d you get that from? I just said that there must be an authority to mediate or facilitate communication by setting standard definitions.”

We changed the subject and left things at that. But that conversation got me thinking about something I had never noticed before? At first I thought to myself: “Hey, I’ve never seen a Khmer dictionary before?” But then that got me thinking about going to some sort of authority for official words, beliefs, laws, etc. Which gave birth to the real thought or question or notice. I notice that in Western society in general people after schooling constantly look for authority figures to support everything about them: their beliefs [priests], their laws [politicians], their words [webster], their clothes [celebrities], and so on. But the thing is in such Western society there does in fact exist such figures of “authority” you can go to or cite or quote or name drop to validate things. And you can find such men of authority in universities, science journals, fashion houses, etc.

Which was when I suddely realized that in my other “world” – the Asian/Thai/Khmer one – there is no such concept of chasing after some established authority to back up your things. But I tested this Theory with my family. I’d question them when they said something to get them to do this go-looky for an athority that Western people do. The easiest way to do this was to use my grandmother. So this one day I was intentionally pealing and apple and using a knife to cut the apple pieces and dipping the pices into salt right in front of my grandmother. She always watches quietly at first like I’m doing something alien, and then shakes her head and laughs. As expected she said in Khmer as she luaghs and shakes her head: “That’s backwards grand dauther. We don’t cut our apples like that. How do you not cut yourself doing it that way. It puts me on edge watching.” So I challenged her and said back: “Who says so grandma, that our people should cut our apples in the other direction? What person in your people made it so?” And then my grabdma said something I have heard very often said before: “I don’t know grand daughter. It’s just the Way the Old People before me taught me.”

They use the term “Pugg Jass-Jass.” Pugg is the Khmer form of the Pali Puggala meaning People, Folk, Tribe, Nation. Jass means Old, Aged. There is no word for “Very” usually in Thai and Khmer, to enphasize an adjective you double it, or when you want to denote many of a noun you may also double it. For example Srey means girl and Sa’at means pretty. Then “Srey-Srey Sa’at-Sa’at” means a bunch of really pretty girls everywhere. Pugg Jass Jass means the Really Old People way back in the day, or Tribal-Elders is another translation.

And I do hear this often. In English we have things called “Proverbs” or saying. In Khmer we have the same, but we call them “Biek Jass Jass,” Biek means Word from the Pali Vek/Bek, which is actually a distant cousin of the root in the English word VOCabulary, from the Latin Vocare meaning “to name/call.” Biek Jass Jass just means the Words of the Old People. Old People, it turns out, in my other culture, are the “authorities” in everything. When the aunts and uncles talk amungst themselves and one of them wants to assert their opinions, all they have to do is say first: “According to the Old People.” And then when the elders want to cite “authoritative” sources to back up their ideas or way of seeing something they’ll say: “According to the Old People before us, if I recall correctly,” except with the elders they are citing are a non-existent group of “Old People,” who have long past.

It’s funny to me because in this Western world when we get into argument of ideas, opinions, words, and sematics, what we do is do what I call a Mexican Fight. A Mexican Fight is when you schedule a fight with a Mexican excpeting it to be one on one, and the Mexican brings 10 of his cousins to fight for him. So in the Western way of doing things when we fight and argue we’ll run off to bring all these Websters and Professors, and Scientists, into our Mexican Fight and quote them. In effect use them and what they said to do the fighting, uplift and deify their ideas, rather than do such to our ideas. And when we want to invalidate the other person’s ideas, instead of directly tackling their actual ideas, we try to discredit their authority figures. You can simply say: “That scientist you cited is a nut job!” And it’s like all of a sudden every idea that came out of such a discredited guy is crazy and unfounded, even if they make sense.

We see this same phenomenon to a more larger extent in the realm of Western religion don’t we? We invalidate an entire system of philosophy or religion just by simply trying to make the “authority” who Authored such ideas look insane. Because – according to the line of thought – if the character in question is not of sound mind, then how on earth could their ideas be of sound quality?” Except we forget that sanity and insanity are relative and most often a subjective assessment based on evauating a person’s character who diviates from what we ourselves consider to be the Norm.

In the ONA, we’ll hear anti-ONA people magically dismiss ONA just by simply saying the magic words: “David Myatt is a nutter!” And then that somehow invalidate the circa 7000 pages of stuff he has written over the past 40 years, magically. Have they read all 7000 pages of stuff before they made that judgement or assessment or “critical analysis?” No. But I love it when Americans use this insanity or nut job bit to invalidate whole systems in such a way that they don’t have to actually do the effort of actually reading and studying. Because Webster worked on his definitons for his first dictionary in an insane asylum, because he was clinically insane. Yet you still speak English and deify his definitions don’t you?

It’s was from thinking about this idea of how the West deifies dead men as the fountain head, or foundation, or fathers of their civilization/religion/intelligence; that taught me a valuable lesson in life: to like my own indigenous traditional culture even more than before.

Because in my other culture, Old People with their grey hair and aged faces are your living authrities in whatever. In otherwords, instead of giving value to dead men it is our Old People, their thoughts, ways of doing things, wisdom, and intelligence, that we value. I find it very, very sad, and dispicable how in the West these same Old People are described as “senile.”

There’s an old saying by old people in my culture that goes: “If you want to know who a person’s character and quality, just look at their elders: because the fruit never falls far from the tree.” It says alot about the collective psychology of the Western Mind when it demeans its old people as being “senile.” Because you as a Fruit do not fall far from that Senile tree you condemn. You came from it. Collectively as a Western “Civilization” you yourselves are Senile in respect to how you see and treat other people, other cultures, other religions, other traditions, other people’s ways of seeing and understanding the world, etc. What’s even more bizarre and truly senile is that collectively as a people you glorify and deify dead men, but lock up your living old people to die alone in convelescent homes.

My aunt-mom once when speaking to me about what friends I should have in school asked/ordered me not to associate or make friends with the breed of Americans she dislikes. She said she did not want to see me associating with such types in anyway, shape, or form. I asked her how I should know one breed from the other, if they all look the same on the outside? She said: “The type I don’t want you associating with are the ones without manners, proper culture, and who do not know their back from their front. I absolutely do not like those people who don’t know their back from their front.”

I had not ever heard the expression “back from front” used so I asked what that meant. Your front means everybody younger than you. Your back means everyone older then you. In that order of age, you have a specific place, and in that specific place you have specific ways of behaving and treating, and interacting and using proper laguage with those younger than you and those older than you. So there is a pecking order of sorts on a social and familial level. You respect every person older than you and speak to them with proper language, give them their due honour, never argue or talk back to them, and it is your duty to teach those younger than you the same, and to treat them kindly. So a person who “does not know their front from their back” is one who is ignorant of his or her place and is literally “out of line” or “out of order,” as they say in court: Order in the court! They speak to older people with no sense of manners or respect, and are verbally abusive and demeaning to those younger then them. With there peers they are simply barbaric and are not a people of their word [not trustworthy]. These people were the “breed of Americans” I wasn’t allowed to make friends with. And this way of describing Americans seems to extend far to every other American.

I just find it interesting that this same ill bred Western America [Homo Hubris] who is psycologically in a permament state of being out of order refers to their old people they came from as “senile,” and “old fool.” And they’d rather praise and give social or cultural value to dead men they refer to as “forefathers” of their civilization or religion, rather then have the decency to pay the same amount of praise and respect to those old people who are literally their real living forefathers.

They’re mind is misdirected into the distance you see? Off adoring dead people. Some Moses, Jesus, or Buddha, whoever. But they are ignorant of the people alive in front of them. There was this one time when I jokingly said to my birth mom after she told me to do something: “I don’t have to listent to you, the Buddha said so.” She goes back in a mad tone: “Who the hell is the Buddha, is he your mother? Did he carry you for 9 month, give you life, raise you, made sure not even a tiny ant bit you, fed you?” I said this jokingly in the same room as my grandmother. My mom knew I was kidding. But My grandmother was upset at what I had said, and she said to me: “No, unacceptable grand daughter. That’s not how we speak to our mothers. Even if you were playing around. Your mother is bigger than the Buddha. The Buddha only teaches you how to be good. Your mother gave you life. There is no person in your life higher in authority than our mothers in our culture. Your mother is your Preah. Don’t “misplace” her or speak to her that way again.” I said I was sorry, and promised not to do it again.

Authority Figure

It looks like as I write this out, it’s about where we percieve authority to be as a people. Which to me in regard to things like the ONA – for me – becomes an important matter.

I asked my grandmother once when I wanted to know who or where to go to find the real true “dhamma.” If I should got to Buddhist temples and pay my respects to monks etc. In Khmer the word for Dhamma actually comes from the Sanskrit Dharma, but is truncated to “Dhar” which is pronounced as “Tor” like how you say Torah, minus the -ah, but as a Brit or Frenchmen would read it. My grandmother explains to me the Tor is in none of those things I mentioned. Tor, she says, is within each of us and around us everywhere, not in a temple, a monk, or a sutra. She said their was no need for me to be at a temple, to do what? Stare at balds heads? If I had food to offer, she said, to offer/share it to my cousins. If I wanted to practice Tor, to practice it on my family and those around me. If I need to better understand things about Tor to ask my elders. You “hold/observe Tor” with those around you. Not with strange people at some temple. Not by reading book. So in my family and culture, there is no “authority” on Buddhism, besides what Tradition we have inherited from our Old People who came before us.

And so we come to the subject of the ONA and how – because of my own cultue and upbringings – I see and understand the ONA to be. Or more accurately: how the ONA becomes through me. How ONA will be presenced by me to others. My future children, my friends, and people I meet.

To me there is no academic, inorganic council of some ONA authority to whom we can run to for “official” bona fide ONA dogmas and Truths. Not even the Buddha according to his own words and admonishments to his original disciples claimed to be an authority on his Way. When asked, the Buddha said to use your own judgement and to question even what he teaches. And if what he taught is not congruent to how you understand the world or things inside your own mind, then he [Buddha] is wrong and his words should be dismissed for what each of us understand to be how things are. Because in essence when we speak of Dhamma – natural phenomena – we are all – Buddhas, arahatas, bodhisattas, bhikkhusangha, ariyasangha – all of us are looking and trying to understand the same body of natural phenomena. No one has it all right. The way is sambuddhi: Self-Enlightenment. Being such, the Buddha has absolutely nothing to do with your self-enlightenment.

Don’t run to Anton Long for authority. He can’t save you. Or give you gnosis, sinister nature, or make you an adept with authority to speak official dogmas and truths for the ONA. It’s not what this thing is about. What is the ONA essentially about? Self-Becoming, the work of Self-Development. Working to become a new type of human, a new breed right? Anton Long isn’t your mother. He doesn’t give birth to such new types of people. It is our own effort and will and striving and Pathei-Mathos that does. Anton Long has absolutely nothing to do with the work of our own Self-Becoming.

But in the Family of the ONA, Anton Long is the Elder, the Old One. Be careful how you describe and see your elders, because the fruit never falls far from its tree right? If you understand yourself to be ONA in some way, and Anton Long is seen by you as being insane and not right in the head, you also are insane and not right in the head because like attract like. Birds of a feather flock together. Oranges grow from orange trees. I have this thing where I affectionately tell my mom she is crazy when she says something I disagree with [a way from my grandma]. And my mom will always say back: “Fine with me. If I’m crazy, you’re crazy too, because you came out of me. That’s my blood in your heart.”

If you are ONA, whatever Anton Long is, you are also, because those are his ideas in your/my/our head, remember that. Anton Long in the ONA has every right as the elder to be at the center of our circle. Just like every grandfather or grandmother by right of age and act of procreation is at the center of a bloodline/family/clan. Us younger folk are the circumference of this circle. It is through each of us that the ONA will pass into whatever direction and become whatever for the next generation. In the same sense that in a family in relation to our grandparents, it is through each of us that the bloodline flows in whatever direction we take it. It is through each of us that what Family Traditons we inherited from our Old Ones is past to the next generation in front of us. Anton Long is our Old One from whom we get our ONA Tradition. It will change with us and through us. It must, to stay alive. Blood must flow for there to be life. Money must flow for there to be an ecomony. Ideas must flow for it to have value and spread. Nature must flow if She is to be alive for another billion years. Everything must flow, adapt, and in time change, or die.

The concept/imperative of changing and evolving the ONA, brings us to the natural opinion based disagreements we will have with each other and also with AL. It’s human to Think, and it’s human to want to Believe that we are right. Because if how we think is unsound in some way, it makes us feel either unsound ourselves or we lead ourselves into believing that others may think we are of unsound mind. Nobody likes to be made a fool of in the eyes of others.

In my other culture you don’t argue with the Old People. You don’t assert your opinions onto them and act like you know better. Even if they are not right. Or even if their ways of doing things is actually out dated. You have to show them that there is an alternative way that works better. You make it so that through action and result on your part it is as if you were saying: “You’re olds ways of doing things WERE right, but there is NOW a better way.” And then you show the old ones with the results of your actions, and not with just loudly voiced asserted opinions.

In a structured environment like an army, if on the battlefield you are given an order by your senior officer, and this officer has had 39 years of results compared to your new born career as a soldier, you have no right or substance to step Out Of Line, and asset your opinions. There is very few options that you can take. You can follow orders, knowing your superior is wrong and that there is a better way. Or if you are very sure that there is a better way, and you are confident of it, you take the risk, disregard the order, and work on the field to show by Result of deeds that there is indeed a better way. Arguing and fighting and asserting opinions – no matter how many authoritative figures you drag into your argument – does very little besides upset feeling.

The old people in my culture have this saying that goes: “Crying on all four doesn’t win a race.”

To explain that saying, when I was just out of high school, I got into a light argument with one of my elders over politics. At the time I was at that age where I thought I knew everything. The elder in question seemed to be a rabid monarchist, feudalist, or at least not democratic like I learned in Western high school is the best way. So I blurted out my opinions and said basically: “That’s not right! That’s not how things are done.” And I proceeded to support my opinions with things I learned in school.

Then the elder laughs with his peers and says: “It’s expected for babies to cry on all four. We all have opinions grand daughter. The difference is I am 74. I have at least 50 years of RESULTS to back up my opinions. You have only more opinions and no results. Learn to walk first before you try to compete with those who’ve walked before you; because crying on all four doesn’t win a race.”

Basically he was calling me a baby or saying that what I was doing was infantile. He was older, much more experienced in life, did work in politics and public office, and more importantly he had decades of results or fruit of deed to support what ideas and opinions he had. Thus, he had legs to walk with. Whereas I had no legs to stand on as we might say in English. I was just all talk, all mouth, all opinion: a baby crying crawling on all four. I might be loud, but crying on all four doesn’t win a race.

When I make an opinion about things like tribes, clans, or large functioning cooperative families, my humble opinions comes from a 1000+ years of cultural praxis of a people, that works and has worked; for my people and a majority of humans on this earth right now. When you from your nuclear family weltanschauung make an opinion to challange my opinions of such matters, what have you as a person or Western culture to show and prove for yourself? As in results or fruit of deed. You as a people say “action speak louder than words,” yet you rarely live by such words you preach. Your results which are in plain view shows me that when you make such challenging opinions, your just crying on all four. Just look at the condition on a social and familial level that you are collectively in. Over 50% of your mariages fail. What nuclear families you have are typically dysfunctional. You don’t even trust your own mothers and brothers with your money, let alone do business with each other for mutual prosperity, you’re absolutely dependent on the State for your very existence, you slave your lives away for corporations, banks, debt; and in your old age, you retire alone without any family by your side to care for you. And you want to tell me that clans and tribes don’t work? As if you know better? The only thing not working is your entire Western civilization in its current condition, from the familial and social base on up.

As a civilization, your American “way of life” is a baby. It’s 235 years old. It doesn’t matter if you have been to the moon, have scientists, and university professors with doctorates. You’re still 235 years old, and look at the majority of what RESULTS as a civilization you have manifested. You’ve fucked up Africa, rapes it, plundered it. You’ve fucked up the Middle East since the Crusades, you’ve fucked up Russia and Asia; You’ve caused more wars than spent time living in peace; you’re wealthy as a nation at the expense of global human poverty and debt of your own citizens, you’re fucking up forests, oceans, fresh water supplies, your Christiana religion has destroyed and killed indigenous cultures, and so on. What’s these results or fruit of deed say about your “American Way of Life?” It doesn’t matter how pretty you paint it. China has been around for 4000 continuous years. Europe has been around a lot longer as well. I actually trust the collective ‘opinion’ of Europe more than an American scholar, because at least on a level of collective psyche, Europe has had 1000+ years of experience and results to back up their opinions. Your American scholars have doctorates from some university. You get you knowledge from dead books and dead people.

Like one such “collective opinion” I pay attention to made by Europe is that it thinks religion is stupid. I say “collective opinion” because Christianity is just dead there. The average person in Europe seem to have grown out of this religion stage, at least organized religion. I’m not saying they are not spiritual and emotionally dead. But you look at America’s psyche as a collective metaorganism, and you see how insane it is. There’s a bible belt? In California there is a cult of some kind on every corner. You have just as many religious fanatics here as you would find in Palestine and the Islamosphere. Every other religion in America claims to be the fastest growing religion. That’s not something to be proud of. That’s like a mental institute claiming its the fasting growing asylum. What’s that say about the mental state of your average citizen? Collectively you have no culture. Your secularism and Capitalism is your substitute culture. A culture of citizens enslaved by fat cat corporatocrats. Who’s the backwards one here? Babies cry real loud don’t they? Change your diaper at least first before you tell other peoples more ancient than you that your way is better.

This talk about age and civilization reminds me of something I read somewhere about a prophecy of the fall of one age and the dawn of a new golden age. The Prophecy was retold by the ancient Greeks when they said that when the Ouroboros is seen again in the sky biting it’s own tail, the dawn of the Golden Age will come, and the old age shall collapse in calamity. It is said that the Greeks got this from Egypt. This One Greek guy in ancient times named Salon or something like that had traveled to Great Egypt to speak with the High Priest there to learn from him. As they were rowing a boat in some subterranian watery passage to a secret place, they talked about some very distant forgotten past, of things like Atlantis, a once great global civilization that fell, the passing of ages, the fall of man, etc. The Greek guy asks the Egyptian guy: “How do you know these thing are true?” And the Priest says back to the Greek guy: “You Greeks are but babies. Your memories of a past are young. Egypt is Ancient. She has seen the full cycle of the Great Procession many times over.” Which is to say that Egypt was very old, and so what ideas and opinions the Priest was sharing were not entirely empty. It was backed up by the wisdom of what Egypt had experienced during its long aged existence.

In our sky the Milky Way can be seen which is sometimes called the Blue Nile. That Blue Nile “River” of stars spins or revolves slowly. There is a point where this River of Stars looks like a serpent’s head biting it’s own tail [so it is said by the old ones before us]. Now we’re talking about the spinning rim of a galaxy here. A galaxy is big: it takes a while for a galaxy to even make one complete round doesn’t it? This symbol of a snake or dragon biting its tail is more ubiquitous than you think. Every ancient culture the world over seems to have it. Which makes one wonder.

AL to the ONA is like an aged elder. He’s had at least 40 years of experience and results, whereas I and those of us who have just found HIS ONA are babies. It is Foolish to think that we know more about his own ideas don’t you think? We may have opinion, but that’s all that we really have. Even if we have results or fruit of living and deed to show for it, AL still trumps us all by 40 years.

I suppose its almost “natural” in a twisted or degenerate way for a Western person to want to dismiss an old person as being “not all there in the head.” AL is old you know, and might have a few screws loose. Our youthful brains are more sharp right? But we forget that the younger we are, the littler our legs and the less we have Walked.

I’m not saying that the ONA is “perfect” and AL is infallible. I’m saying there is a proper and honorable way of doing things; at least for me. You have to know your front from your back in such matters. To know your place in the order of things. There were many things about the old ONA I did not like or knew of a better idea. Now those things are gone, and what the ONA has become is harmonious to how I see things. All that change happened silently and slowly. Nobody on my side expressed an opinion that disrespected AL or the OG’s. We just quietly took matters into our own hands and changed things slowly. So that the results such acts bore did the talking and convincing. Nothing ever needs to be said. Crying like a baby accomplishes very little. Getting upset over ideas and stuff does nothing. So in the end nobody got dishonoured and everybody is still in their proper place.

And if your in the “backroom” we’ll see from time to time that once in a while some Drecc or Niner with the best of intentions comes out, steps out of line, and cries like a baby about how the ONA is not right or something. Like babies, after their tantrums, they usually go back to taking their naps don’t they lol. And I try to tell these associates that crying and blurting out passionate opinions really does not and will not change anything. Why cry and bitch at me or some one? Wat are they going to do, hold your hand? You’re not chained to the ONA. Leave if you don’t like it. I try to tell everybody inside the ONA these past years that there is no leader in the ONA. Nothing says you can’t change the ONA to your liking and needs. If you don’t like something change it. Don’t cry at me. Go cry to AL. It won’t do anything, but at least you’ll be crying at the right person lol. But deep down inside you know you can’t put in the work to change it. Why else are you crying at me. I know what crying means. I’ve raised plenty of baby cousins. When a baby cries they need to be fed or have their diapers changed. I’m not going to feed you or change your diapers. I’m not your nanny. If you don’t like something about the ONA change it and make it better. What’s stopping you?

When outsiders and trolls cry about some aspect of the ONA it means the same thing. They are saying that they find something about the ONA that their own opinions don’t agree with. That’s all. And some of these trolls get very passionate about their opinions. But that’s all they have. Go do something. Stop crying on all four and walk at least if you want to race with AL or ONA. ONA has been around since at least 1972. AL has contiunously been giving life to the ONA for at least 39 years. It has withstood the test of time. When these outsiders bitch and complain about some aspect of the ONA or some idea AL might have; what besides opinions are these babies working with? What group have you run and operated for 40 years? Where are your credentials? Your results? Your resume? Some sort of experience and results where you can say to AL or ONA collectively: “I run my own cult; it’s 50 years old, we do things this way, and it works for us, thereofore you ONA are backwards and should do like us. And thus also my opinions matter and are not empty.” If some outsider with more experience than AL and more results than him or us were to come and say that, I’d be all ears and honour his constructive criticism. Otherwise mind your own business. But you don’t have a business of your own to mind do you? That’s why you’re minding ours.

They act like typical consumerists don’t they? Like ONA is a Burger King and as a customer they can just get things their Magian way lol. You don’t like our intoxicating Anton Long Islands? You don’t like ONA’s Beesty Burgers? Tough shit go across the street to McGilmore’s. Get the hell out of our burger joint. The funny and bewildering things is that these outsider clowns will sometimes obsessively complain and cry about the ONA and AL, year after year. As if in their clown minds they believe that if they cry hard enough we will change things about ONA to make them happy. As if the ONA exists to try to make everyone happy and accept it. There are like random nobodies with internat access who year after year just complain and shoot off empty opinions.

The louder they cry, the more incompetent they are. For me, if as an outsider you have written some book, or maintain a body of great insights in some form of medium like a blog or website, and/or you have or help run some kind of organization of some type and you express your opinions, I consider your constructive criticism, if you are successful at what you do. But if you’re some random internet user with a lot of ideas and opinions and nothing to in the form of results and experience, and you bitch about ONA; who the hell are you, that anybody should even waste their time considering your opinions and convictions. I don’t care if you can cite Webster or some hot shot with a doctorate. If you want to fight, don’t be Mexican Fighting. It’s your opinions, you back it up your own works, accomplishments, experiences, and results. Not with the words and ideas of other men. You wanna chicken fight and battle ONA? Show me your Rooster: your 40 year organization, you’re 5000 pages of idea, your body of people you have inspired and/or influenced, the organizations and groups who have been inspired or influenced by your ideas and ways, as well as academics that cite you in some. Anything that is a physical, measurable result of deeds manifested in the real world. Otherwise, you’re just crying opinions and don’t got shit on AL or ONA, besides ideas. Difference is AL and ONA knows how to sell their ideas to create an organization and inspire. You clowns are impotent lacking the know-how of selling yourself, your ideas, to manifest anything real. All you clowns have are opinion. You must contunue to cry these opinions, because the moment you stop, you will be forgotten.

Marketing & Dissemination

I used to love reading book. I have a big personal library in our room. It used to be that when I got allowence money and got payed from working my chore jobs at family places, I divided my money in three parts: a third to buy clothes and shoes, a third to buy music CD’s; and a third to buy books. I used to be at the bookstore every week. I’m the type to spend at least 3 hours in a bookstore. I’ll walk around, read my fill. As I walk around and read, I stick books like like in secret sections like behind a certain set of books. Then when I am done I make up my mind which books I like most and go find them to buy. I’ve never taken an inventory of my books so I don’t know how many I have in my personal library [as opposed to the family library downstairs]. I’d say around 900-1000, because I have stacks of books that don’t fit on my shelves also.

Of all my personal books none are fiction. I dislike reading fiction. I can’t sit through any type of fiction. 100% of my books are nonfiction and the informative type. Of all my books, I do not have one single one about Buddhism. I have never read a book about Buddhism. I am anal with my books. I don’t know how many I have, but I know when someone has borrowed one of my books because I can feel a book is missing out of its spot. Which people in my family make fun of me for. My cousins will play jokes on my by removing a book from my shelf and hiding it somewhere without me knowing, and they’ll just wait to see how long it takes for me to notice it was removed. I notice something is missing after one day, because I have my computer desk by my shelves and I stare at those books every day. I’ll get a funny feeling in my gut. Like I was on a roller coaster ride going down, and there is a relentless feeling of a hunch or bothersome thought in the back of my head. Once I feel that a book of some type is misisng I go into this crazy compulsive obsessive state of mind which is the part my cousins think is funny. I’ll stay in the room for hours and go through each shelf and every book to figure out which exact book is missing. I won’t stop [or can't] until I know the exact title of the book removed.

It gets crazier because I bought this little statue of this dragon and I did a “magic ritual” where I made an “elemental” spirit I gave a name and symbol to which “lives” in the statute. I charged my little spirit in the dragon to watch over my books and tell me if one is missing, because I get crazy attached to my books. So in my insane obsessed state I talk to my little spirit and try to listen to him or tune into him or something. I do this so often when I put get my mind into that half dazed state, I get impressions in my head of pictures, faces, and words that come up in my head. But I keep that spirit thing to myself, or my cousins will think I’m crazy. I’m perfectly functional. It’s easy to figure out who took it. Once I figure out the exact book, I’ll go down to where they hang out and just stand there with my arms crossed. It’s always the one that is trying not to laugh and avoiding eye contact. So I’ll go to the guilty one and say: “Give it back, it’s not funny!” They’ll laugh to themselves. So they’ll say: “How do you know one’s missing weirdo?! First tell us the title or what it looks like.”

Each shelf in my personal library is an entire subject. I have many books and few subjects. I’ll have a row of 20-30 books all of the same subject. I build up each subject one at a time. I never buy random books. Or know what books I will buy. What I do or did was I do a lot of thinking during my “me-time” I have to myself. This can be any time where I am alone. In my mind I dwell on a subject for a very long time. Then the more I hold the thought in my heart-mind, the stronger of a feeling develops over time. It feels like your heart chakra is churching or stiring. It’s an uneasy feeling of restlessness, and in you gut or solar plexus area it feels like something is tugging it. I wait until that restless feeling grows stronge where it puts me into this obsessive state. Like your fiending for drugs and you’re not thinking straight, and you go on a mission for your fix. It’s the same thing. I’ll put myself into a car and just drive fiending in a mindless state. I’ll drive to some bookstore. Once I’m in the bookstore I just literally mindlessly walk around walking by every single shelf, slowly walking past and gazing at ever signle book in the store. Which is why it takes me hours. Random books will “popout” meaning they catch my eye or stop me. Usually these books are not overtly concerned with the subject I am dwelling on. I have to skim through it, and always the case, I’ll find a single sentence or paragraph which is completely relevant to what I was dwelling on.

I have odd subjects. I have at least 100 common-rare books I “accidently” stumbled on about nothing but Chi-Gung and things related to cultivation of jing chi, chi, and shen chi. It’s sometimes called Taoism Alchemy, Taoist Yoga, or Taoist Sexual Kung Fu. I have another circa 200 book on an strange topic with no real subject word. It’s that same subject people like Graham Hancock gets into. About ancient human pasts, lost civilizations, forgotten people, unsolves mysteries. I absoluetly love this topic. Then I have a shelf of books on the subject of science, things like anthropology, biology, zoology, sociology, psychology, quantum mechanic etc. I have an entire 100 books related to the old New Thought genre. I have my foriegn language shelf which includes a few books on ancient Hebrew, ancient Greek, Latin, Sanskrit, Italian, French, etc. Just dictionaries. I have an entire shelf dedicated to just the English language itself. I absolutely love reading about the history and developement of the English language. I have an old copy of Beowolf in old English one of my friends gave to me as a gift. I love to get it so that I can see in my head English as a catapillar across time where the tail is simple Anglo-Saxon and the head is current English. I used to call this way of seeing things within a wholistic framework of time as “chronomorphosis” but I migrated that idea to the term “Aeonic Insight.” I know a load of crap about some of the most useless topics and subjects ever! I don’t have a shelf for occult stuff. I do have two shelve for books on mysticism, Eastern & Western esoterica. I shove my copy of the Satanic Bible in there, since it goes nowhere else. And lastly I have 3 entire shelves dedicated to nothing but things like business, marketing, advertizing, manipulation, body language, etc. I secretly am obsessed with the concept that ideas can control people. I don’t have or have ever read a book on “memetics,” I invent and make up what I know about memes and memetics from these books and from reflecting on real life events, etc.

But a few years ago my pasisonate love for books flatlined. Before I used to love reading and rereading my books 10 times over even for 3 hours straight and I wouldn’t get tired. Then a few years ago I ended up disliking to read. I couldn’t sit down for 5 minutes to finish a chapter. I tried to walk around bookstores to read new books, but the feeling was totally dead. I had lost the interest for books, finally. Now I’m obsessed with PDF’s and “books” in digital format. In my personal flash drive library I have 5 gigs worth of PDF’s. I have another 4 gigs stored in my SD card in my Droid. I haven’t read a book since. But now I’ve developed a new obsessive past time: Writing.

After a few years of eading the writings of people like David Myatt, I’ve come to really love the underlying ideas behind electronic writing, or expression via this electronic medium. Because a book is dead. Reading a book is like looking through a picture album. You only get snap shots. It’s different when say you read the writings of DM, because you get to see the person, his mind, and ideas develop and take shapes and forms over time. So it’s more like watching a movie in slow motion across time.

And I think that’s what I love about this idea of “blogging” and reading blogs as opposed to books. You get the same ideas/meme, personality/mind, but in something like a live medium of a blog you get to see it gradually evolve and change. And so, you get the experience of this mind as it truly is: a dymanic, moving, changing, amorphous entity which metabolizes ideas and excretes waste ideas over time. Which is something I really like about the ONA. You can see it change. And you can see that the change doesn’t happen from just one person. Everybody adds their own little changes which makes one big change.

So from this, I’ve learned to understand that something like a me, or a DM, or an ONA, in actuality are not static local one time events. Things of this sort are living and flow like a river, having a tail end and a head end, a past and a present, but the entire river is one fluid field/entity. Therefore to me, it’s not acurate to state that the ONA is or was Satanic, or Nazi, or Drecc, or Niner. That it “was” one thing, and now it “changed” into an ONA v3.0. No more then it is accurate to say that I have changed from a Chloe v1.0 to a Chloe v20.something. The old Chloe as I was when I was a child and the now me, both still are alive. The ONA is “co-existently” everything it was and is. In the same way where we can say that a music piece or movie is not just one frame or one note. The Whole thing must be experienced and considered from the first note to the last. For it to truly be genuinely felt, known, and appreciated.

I actually have a much deeper and awesome respect for the English language as a memeplex more today because I know and understand its humble beginnings and the long history, fights, borrowing, changing, etc, it went through – its own pethei-mathos – to have grown to become the world’s first true global language. Never in the recallable history of our species has this moment existed when we as a single species of Earthling, shared a common human Language. That in itself, I thing is a monumentous achievement on the part of the English people, boardering on the Planatary scale of achievements. English is a mega-memeplex: for good and bad. Because our language we think in defines the Cosmos we believe ourselves to exist in. My sneaky mind would have me wonder how to tap into the Success of English as a megamemeplex, in that it propogates its weltanschauung on a global scale without being challenged, so I can make the ONA work in the same way.

I find it curious that we will debate and challenge someone’s weltanschauung if and when they are presented in the form of philosophy, or religion, but when a worldview is presented under the blinding vehicle of human language we are poweless to question the worldview it imposes on us. For example we can often get into debates with Hindu nondualists and Western dualists over their silly world views. But I have rarely if ever come across a person inside the English langugage Matrix say to themselves or others: “I say, something is not quite right with my weltanschauung, for you see, my English Language I see the world in has a word for a “Here,” and a “There?” Is there truly a here and a there, out there in such a dualist manner? Or is the Cosmos a nondualistic field? If the latter than my English is playing tricks on me!”

It funny on my end and vantage point to watch people get their asses wrapped up in heated debates and fights over “Truth,” religion, which god and world-model is the “real” one, sematics, whose ideology is real and whose is fake, what religions are brainwashing cults, and what are genuine spiritual religions, how religions and politics are system of control, etc, etc. But guess what? None of those things of control or worldmodels exists if you removed the Language! You wanna look for a truly brainwashing system that conditions your consciousness to perceive the world in a way that may not be real, look at your Language-World Matrix you exist in and can’t get out of. I pity people that exist in a mono-lingual worldmodel. Those are the types of people akin to people who are born and raised their whole lives inside one brainwashing cult, sheltered away never to know anything of the real world beyond how they were conditioned to see things.

I meet so many smartasses who huff and puff their chest up because of their big words and diplomas argue about stuff like ideologies, cults, mind control whatever, acting like they organically know what they are talking about, and through it all they fail to realize just how mind controlling the very Language they use is. That’s what I call a “pseudo-intellectual.” It’s like a rebel that rebels in the system being a kind of Satanist that is accpetable to society. If you act smart debating about all this stuff on ideas and mind control and Truth, etc, and you don’t even realize your own Language actually does the mind control and control of your perception of reality, then you’re rebeling within the acceptable limits of your own god damn Language/Weltanschauung! You’re not busting out of a Matrix to free yourself. You’re a pseudo-intellectual because the only shit you can be intellectual about is the shit somebody or some system taught you to work with. Your intellectualism didn’t do shit. You didn’t go nowhere. You aren’t Free Thinking. And they even use terms like “Thinking outside the box.” You ain’t thinking outside shit. What language are you still thinking in? You still in the lingual worldmodel your dumb ass was born in. At least learn half another different language, and try to work put yourself into a second culture or people’s worldview-model. That way you have contrast to compare the two, to come to your own realization about the illusory effect Language has on how we consciously understand reality.

A few years ago I had my mind set on being a book writer. But my choise of this hobby-career was ill founded. It was born more from a sneaky interest of mine to manipulate people with ideas. I thought I’d write one book after another, where each book was stuffed with my memes. I’d publish them and sell them and spread those memes everywhere. This was like me one day discovering that I can buy ad space in the back of certain magazines and make a few bucks. Then one day the good Lord Satan introduced me to the wonderful world of Blogs! Satan that day said to me: “Chloe, fuck the book idea, this is called a blog, use it and pimp me.” “I will, thanx!” It’s free to publish your ideas. It’s free for people to read. I have all the room to pack as much memes as I can. And everybody who comes across it is exposed. It was Genius! Like if i were Google and one day I discovered Youtube and facebook, realizing that putting ads on those two cybermediums makes a hella more money that a mere magazine ad!

The “not so smart” in general population in their consumerist way will believe that just because an idea or product gets mass circulation, that such product is of good quality. When it’s the other way around. The more a product is mass produced to be mass consumed by general population, the more shitty the quality is. In the subcultural world of Satanism, just because LaVey’s stuff get’s mass consumed by general population, doesn’t mean the ideas in it are of high quality. Have you ever read the Satanic Bible? It’s spectacular when you read it when you were 12 or 13. But if you are 20 or 40 and you read it and think it’s the greatest tome of wisdom in the world, then you really need to get out more or at least diversify your reading options. On the other hand I know people I hang out with who have great ideas and an insightful mind, who have never wanted to write, don’t know how to, or never not interested in blogging.

One of my books on the subject of science is a grey one about forgotten scientists. I found it wandering a garage sale one day. It has a list of all these [mad] scientists I’ve never heard of. Each chapter give the story about each scientist, when they lived, what they studied, their field of work, their experimentations, their struggle to get their ideas patented and marketed, and their failure to do so because of lack of fiances, and opportunistic vultures. The only scientist I knew vaguely was that guy Nikola Tesla. But I didn’t knew the detailing of how Testla ended up being forgotten in history, until I bought the book and read it.

Basically Nikola was a Croatian immigrant. He came from a poor and humble family trying to find opportunity in the New World. Tesla had this active and vidid imagination where he could visualize machines in his mind and watch them work. So he’d often spend time day dreaming where he builds things in his mind and tests these imaginary machines out. Later he got a normal job and started to go to work at making some of these machines and conducting various experiments. He one day got a humble job at a place owned by this one creep named Edison who owned a lightbulb shop. It was a lowly job he starated off with. But Tesla one day thought about the dangers of his boss’s type of electrical current and on his free time he did these experiments and came up with a much safer electrical current, that taveled further then the type his boss was using. So Tesla pitched the idea to his boss [the Vulture Edison]. Edison tells the young and pasisonate starry eyed Tesla: “Good idea, I got $10,000 for you if you can make it work for us!” So Tesla trusting his boss worked on this new idea. When Tesla was able to make this idea work, he asked for his money and the vulture Edison said to Tesla: “I said I got $10,000 for you, I didn’t say I’d give it to you boy. According to such and such corporate laws, what ideas you come up with in my company, by law belongs to me. Good work son.”

Anyways, Tesla quit the Edison company and for a while struggled to run his own company. But during his whole life he never had the money to buy all the patents he wanated to secure all of his ideas. As time pasted more voltures like Marconi & Bell came into the picture to ridicule Tesla while tweaking his ideas to pattent their innovated ideas. Unfortunately Tesla died poor and alone, forgotten. Reading about his last years made me sad. He was slightly insane or “eccentric.” He lived in a small appartment in a structure for his whole life. He only lived in appartments with the same number he was obessed with. He had a phobia for pearls and said every time he sees women wear pearl necklaces it makes him feel like jumping out of his window to his death. He liked to eat dinner with two sets of each utensil. In his elder years the only friends he had were the pigeons on the roof of his high riser, which he fed and talked to daily. There was on white pigeon which the elderly Tesla had an unusual affection for. This pigeon had a name, he had a picture of her [the pigeon] in a frame, and he referred to her in his diary and to people he talked to as his “wife.” He died alone forgotten in that apartment. It’s only now, after so many years that the mainstream is beginning to give Tesla his due credit. If we were to remove Tesla out of the equation, most of the technological things we know of today which brought many men their fame and fortune such as the telephone, radio, wave transmition, television transmition, remote control electronics, wireless communication, all would not be possible. The unfortunate thing was that as brilliant a Mind Tesla had, he simply never had the means or social skills to market or patent his ideas and he just had far too many vultures on his back.

The point above is that just because you have a great idea, does not mean those ideas will sell itself. Just because you may be super intelligent, does not mean your thoughts and opinions will matter to others if you don’t know how to market yourself and ideas. Just because you have a book filled with great ideas, does not mean those ideas will travel far. That’s not how ideas work. Thinking an idea only takes one person. Spreading those ideas takes team effort. Jesus would not have made a dent in human history if he did not have his apostles and those who came after him to spread and market his ideas. Same with Buddha, Muhammad, Moses, or Donald Trump. Trump needs his Trump Organization. Aha you say, if you are clever. It’s symbiosis. The members who privately invest the Trump Organization give him their money because of two things: he knows how to grow it, and he’s got the selling ability with his public charisma. Trump makes the money, becomes a billionaire, gains the fame, and the investsors happily make their money and become multimillonaires. Everyone in the end profits. With ideas, you need the idea maker, and the idea marketer.

I am reminded of an old movie I watch which I really liked. It was called “The Man Who Would Be King.” It was about these two conmen from England stationed in Raj-India during Rudyard Kipling’s era. These two conmen were friends. One of them was the quiet scheming type and the other was the socially skilled public relations type. One day the quite schemer had the idea of the two of them traveling far off into a backwards kingdom called Kaffiristan where they’d con the natives to fight each other and end up kings of Kaffiristan! So they set off on their adventure. The whole movie is about the two of them struggling on this conartist adventure where the quiet thinker had all the ideas, and the socially skilled one did the public relations work with the various natives they encountered. Near the end of the movie they succeed in tricking the natives of Kaffiristan and the quiet one is made king. After a while the king’s crown and power got to his head and ego and he put down his best friend one day by saying that he [the public relations friend] was insignificant becase he had not come up with all the ideas to get them that far. The “marketer” guy is saddened that his friend did not consider all the effort and work he had given equally, and so their friendship soured. Luckily one day the natives discovered that they had been tricked and they chased the two English fellows to try and kill them. The two run away back to India, and along the way the quiet one says he was sorry for being such a dick. I think only one of them made it back alive.

Come this October, this ONANXS blog will be exactly 3 years old. 8 months before our old school WSA friends had our own private forum in which we hung out and talked about nothing important. But at that time Kayla and our friend Sinistar from New York were in the forums ploting and planing. Every week or so Sinistar would do a sweep in our private forum to delete every thread with “evidence” in case the wrong eyes read it. Later when we began this blog, I deleted the entire private forum to permanently get rid of all threads. From then on all work took place in public via these blogs.

When we started this blog about 3 years ago we wanted to keep things as controlled as possible. Control meaning everything that happens, every meme made, every meme seen spreading, and every person infected is taken note of. We tried to never put up links our selves anywhere leading people to this blog. All we did was drop memes here and wait. Like casting fishing lines out int a lake baited. You sit in your boat and patiently wait to see what happens. We also tried not to click on this post ourselves because we wanted the hit counter to be a roughly approximate as possible. This way, the more people talk about this blog, the more people use memes from here, and the more clicks we get, the more we have an positive indication that our memes are spreading. I love the graph part of of these blogs. And the better tool we use is the quaterly top results wordpress gives you!

Behind the scenes it’s pretty much all scripted business. Each quater we quickly study the top 10 read results. In the old days Kayla would write by using different styles, with different things she called “Themes,” in which she wraps her memes. When the quarterly report comes, we can tell which style of writing, which theme, caught more fish. So we discontinues the themes and styles that did not spread memes, and we worked with the theme of writing that did the work. When more of my writing picked up and when my theme style did the meme spreading. Conveniently Kayla phased herself out of the scene. So now, when Shugz has developed a public name, its not accidental that she now write more often using tested themes and styles. When the quarterly reports shows that her writings assiciated with her name does better, I’ll just working the backroom and editing.

Wrapping your memes in a thematic presentation is a marketing ploy. So is using names and people who have developed a raport with an audience or body of people. The more report you have with a person, the less you consciously question what they tell you. When was the last time you stopped and questioned the news your favorite news caster gave to you? Presentation of themes with memes is like working with the idea of supply and demand. If the demand for diamonds is profitable, you sell diamonds. If diamonds goes down and people want 24K gold, you translate your capital into that gold. If iPhones sell, you translate your capital into iPhones or Apple Inc Stocks.

For the 3 years we didn’t advertise links to this blog, or ask people to please read and comment on our writings, or ask people to please join the ONA. We didn’t do shit but write and drop our memes here. Shugz and her firends in the early days were put inside our target groups to do the social part of the marketing. They never once mentioned this blog, or asked people to go here and read anything. Most of the time her team messed around, made friends, trolled people, and when need dropped memes inside articulate posts for reasons. There friends end up reading the posts, wonder where they get their ideas from. It’s easy to guess because the only brand label they “wear” are the letters ONA. The friends they make in those groups out of curiosity – on their own accord – research the ONA. Eventually you will find this blog somehow if you look for ONA stuff. That’s when you’r technically hooked.

It’s more effective when you are lead to believe that it is your own freewill that you do things and believe in something. Shugz and none of her old friends in those forums never asked anybody to be ONA. But we made sure that we placed the bread crumbs all in the right places for you to find not just the ONA, but exactly this specific blog to expose the market to these specific memes. Why? What are memes and what are they good for? Memes are ideas. Ideas must circulate. They are good for inspiring and influencing. It’s really cool if you like memes and the science behind it. Over 3 years ago when Kayla was still in the 600 Dump, and when nobody even knew what the hell the numbers 352 was, Kayla once said to us in a post deleted in our private forum that someday “352” will be the new “666.”What’s cool is that with no advertising, asking people to come here and read, leave nice comments, etc, over the years more and more peope end up knowing or being aware of what the WSA352 is. And they talk about and ONA in their respective forums, or often talk shit about ONA and/or 352. Which is very funny to me.

Because a majority of you are so clueless to the manipulative and subtle tactics of marketing. Marketing is just a nice way to say some person or company tricked you to want to buy their product and not the nearest competition.

We may not have overtly advertized ONA or 352, but we used other tricks we learned from high school. The unfortunate thing is that in high school a lot of those who find their way into subcultural freakshows like Satanism were not popular in school. You’re asking: “So what? Who cares about popularity?” You don’t obviously, that’s why your a nobody. People like Donald Trump knows the value of popularity. Popularity is a word which simply means a person who knows how to Market themselves to a group of people. If you cannot sell yourself to even be liked by a people, how on earth do you expect them to think like you, adopt your ideas, agree with you, join your cult, give your their money, do what you say, etc? It does not matter if you got straight A’s in school and now your a Satanist with a philosophy major. Your ideas will not circulate if you do not have the means to sell yourself/idea.

There is this thing we used to do in high school to get more friends and be more popular [meaning many people being aware of our existence]: we make it so that people talk behind our backs, but we tell our friends who are not our real close friends to talk about us with their friends, or we talk shit about others to get them to talk shit about us. The idea behind that is herd mentality works like a charm. If everybody important on campus is talking about you – good or bad – then surely you must be worth talking about, for some reason. And it works.

Only our friends and the OG’s might know this, but for the first 2 years when 352 came into the scene we each had at least 20 fake profiles in all over the internet and we actually spent our time talking shit about the ONA to get dummies [we call them “third parties”] to talk about ONA. What happens when people talk about ONA? ONA comes into their human conscious field of awareness. We did this for two hole years. There were times when we even used our fake profiles to act like we were getting into heated debates over the ONA with each other, just so dummies with an opinion can join in and talk about ONA. So it’s very funny to me when I encounter a dummy online that tries really hard to attack the ONA in these forums and hate on it: because we did that too and look where the ONA is now. Keep doing it dummy. The funny part is I don’t have to pay you real haters to work for me. My efforts are duplicated, you dig?

Another thing we do is something I later called “Forced Association.” That is when you are manipulated to emotionally and psychologically associate yourself with one of two parties. If done right, you have no choice but to pick the choice intended for you to pick. In practical terms on campus, when you are a new girl and you are working your stuff to get known, you first ckeck out who on campus are the popular kids. Then you figure out who on campus are the kids those popular guys do not like, cannot possibly like, pick on, hate, tease. One you locate those victimized individuals, you fake hate or fake a fight or argument with those rejects in eye and ear distance of your group of popular kids target.

So from the poplular kids point of view you see some reject you already hate emotionally and some new person/girl who is getting into minor fights with this reject. The question is: which of the two parties do you emotionally and psychologically side with? You have no real choice but to cheer for the person hating on the guy or girl you don’t like in the first place.

People wonder why ONA juniors like Shugz would spend 2.5 years trolling and picking fights with a reject like Blackwood. Why was she doing it? Even if the ONA teaches culling and other extreme ideas, when you have a smart ONA person pick fight a retard of retards, who do you side with emotionally? Who do you want your peers to see you side with? The retard? Why was Shugz trolling and poking at the green slimy calimari cult for a year and a half? The question is what were the end results she was trying to make happen. Which group of people was her actual intended target audience? Which forum of people was her actual intended target?

Another thing we did internally inside the ONA was target the “popular kids” in the ONA: the shot callers. This was because we had ideas of changing and evolving the ONA. It doesn’t matter how smart your ideas are. If you are an unknown nobody to a group of people, nobody is going to buy your ideas. We could have spent years tring to convince the that the “policies” we wanted to implement in ONA was “good.” This would have done nothing. Instead we just bypassed everybody on “campus” and just went for the kill. Don’t mess with the soldiers, aim for a quick decapitation strike. If you want to change things, the only way is to rub elbow greace with the boss. That takes social skills. You should have learned your social skills for life on campus in high school, and in the social structure at work. We just trolled forums to locate the ones in the ONA that actually called the shots.

It’s actually funny what we did. Three years ago when we came online we were ignorant of who was who in the ONA. We had to find the shot callers or call them out. At the time Kayla and our friend Sinistar and some others back then were really into trolling. Kayla and me come from a culture of trolling people since 2004 on myspace. So what Kayla did was pretend to be Blackwood in all these internet forums while Sinistar pretended to be Blackwood’s friend Wynter. The only thing we knew about the ONA structure was that they really hate Blackwood. So Kayla and Sinistar as Blackwood and Wynter in these forum would put on a realistic act and talk shit about the ONA, while at the same time making the real Blackwood look like a total retard. Anyways, it came to pass that their Punch and Judy act ended drawing out somebody named “Darklogos” who joined one of these forums to defend the ONA from the insane rambling of Blackwood who was actually Kayla. Shugz was pretending to be Blackwood at the time on Usenet were she got aquainted with Kori H. Meanwhile me and another ONA assiciate I met were pretending to be Blackwood writing and publishing books and starting up cool new Blackwood sites.

At first we thought Darklogos was just a random ONA member, so we dismissed him and we kept up our “pa-trolling” for the right people. But a few months later we noticed that in one of our comments Thoth of THEM had left a quote where this same Darklogos was quoted saying something for some reason. But Thoth left the the web address of wher ethis quote had come from, which was a Myatt y-group: [Duh!]. So that was when we got our clews. First Darklogos was a somebody in the ONA social order if he is being quoted. Second it makes sense that we’d find the shot callers in a group entirely dedicated to David Myatt. That was when my work officially started, which was to go into this group, find Darklogos, and establish a bond, to begin inspiring and influencing change in the ONA from the top down. After a while of writing at this blog, it wasn’t hard to find the shot callers, they found us actually. Later “Audun” [Beesty] and Kayla hung out together in the emails doing a few things.

Social skills is only the initial foot in the door though. In the realm of real business social skills makes or breaks your business because it opens up doors of opportunity. But that is all it does. What you do behind that door of opportunity will either make you a million or bankrupt you. Pitching cool sounding ideas in business, politics, and warcraft does not get you far.

I love the idea of a military and war. Because out in the battle field as a general in charge of an army, if your idea sucks, it means you come back to me as empress not only losing my entire army but you lost me territories of my inherited empire. In that moment of failure there is nothing you can say to excuse yourself or cover up your reputation. You failed, and the results of your actions is the proof of the failure. You only have two choices at that moment: to maintain your honour and kill yourself in front of me, or let me execute you for violating my trust in your foolish ideas.

But outside out war, politics, and business, failure is easy to cover. Talk with big words and your ideas passes as great ideas. Most of the dimwit public don’t even need proof that those ideas are worth anything. If your ideas fail, you explain yourself, make shit up, and invent another set of ideas. Being in the business of making and spreading ideas, I know what ideas are worth and good for. Worth: shit. Good for: Maniulation, Inspiration, and Influence. If you are trying to pitch an idea to me, there are only three things you could be possibly trying to do with me: Manipulate me, Influence me, or Inspire me into a direction in your favour.

What is of more critical and practical value in war, politics, and business, are not ideas, but skillful action based on wisdom [experience] that bares skillful fruit/results. I don’t care of you were homeless and dropped out of of the 6^th grade, if you became a self made millionaire and you said to me: “Here, this is my methodology, take it and if applied you will get the same results I did.” I would pay my savings for that shit. If you were a general from an enemy army which I catured and admired for your skills in war, as empress I would give you rank and land and whatever you asked me for if you led my army, fuck ideas and pitching tactics to me, all I want to see is the end fruits of your wisdom.

Knowledge is meaningless if it cannot be applied via wsdom [experience] to bare fruit. I don’t give a shit how much you know more than me or what college you got your papers from. It don’t mean shit in the real world of human experience. Knowlwdge stays in the head. It’s good for talking with and making you look knowledgeable. People in the business of accumilating success, wealth, prosperity, friendship, power, influence, cares more for practical wisdom that bares results.

Getting our WSA foot in the door of the shot callers in the ONA was just the initial opportunity. We threw out the small talk and idea pitching and just straight away work on putting what we knew about business, marketing, and social skills to work so that our results and fruit of our deedful cultivation does our talking and convincing. No words have to be exchanged. Just give us the opportunity to prove ourselves. Give us 3 years. If I suck and have manifested nothing, throw us away. If we succeed, let us continue our work and just support us, because we all benefit mutually. A loyal general work the battle field for the glory and fame, but also for her people, empire, and empress.

It is because of how I personally do my work to expand and evolve the ONA, that I ultimately judge others by. I never had to hold conversations with anybody to buy my ideas. I never had to attack weak spots in the ONA, I never presented myself as being better than anybody in the ONA before me. I minded my own business with my friends here and for 3 short years we quietly worked to bare results. The results do the talking and convincing. This way everyone clearly sees the results, no one is disrespected, and everybody mutually benefits.

So it is the same thing I expect of others. When you come to me to pitch and idea you have that will make the ONA better than it is, you at that moment make yourself a failure in my eyes already. If your a clown with a butt load of negative opinions the ONA, show me using results that who you are and what you have manifested in life is better than what AL has done. AL/ONA has been doing his thing for 39 years. So give me a resume of your past 39 years and list me the results of your actions. If your opinions are worth anything in the real world, it must have bore fruit. Show me the organization you created and ran for 39 or 40 years and let me see the results of your ideas applied in the causal realm of cause and fruit.

But you can ask me in return: “Well, what have you done for the past 39 years?” I did something you couldn’t: change the ONA in 3 years from the top down. I know how to market myself to the right audience. I know how to sell my policies via my results, and I know how to market my ideas to generate measurable and visible results. You still impotently throw your tanrtums, assert your ideas. Your impotency frustrates you. All you clowns are good for is work as third party advertising builboards by your constant incompotent yet passionate dislike of the ONA. I don’t understand what the problem is? If you hate the ONA, what is stopping you from making some organization that is better than the ONA. Or what is stopping you from changing the ONA? Your incompotence.

You clowns make my job easier. Before my friends and I had to clown the ONA ourselves. We have better thing to do with our time. I actually appreciate your clowning work these days. Third party talk via word of mouth not only sells products better than ads, but it’s free. Walmart doesn’t really have to do many commercials. People talk about it. It’s shit talk most of the time. But its also human nature to be curious. Its out of curiousity that the general public visits WalMart. Things are cheap there. People into saving money will thus end up shopping there regardless of the negative mouthing. Facebook doesn’t needs to do ads. There users do it by word of mouth. Microsoft knows the power of word of mouth third party talk and constant exposure to brand label/name: Windows Live Space, and the entire Windows Live ecosystem. Google knows the power of thirst party yapping: Android Phones & G+ social network. Apple Inc knows the power of third party yapping real well: iPhones, and the whole Apple stuff ecosystem. You yapp on your iPhone to your friends all day, or actually text them, your continuously exposed to the Apple logo daily, you remain a loyal customer and make others your have raport with into loyal costomer.

You clowns are fucking ignorant to an absured level. And your incompotent. The more yapping you do about ONA, the more others will be familiar with the letters ONA. Human curiosity does the rest of the work. ONA is searchable. ONA product sells itself to its intendend market regardless of the negative yapping. Your yapping and posting, and the third party talk you generate makes sure that your blogs and forums is saturated with the brand name/logo: ONA. One of our old WSA friends 3 years ago once told us regarding clowns talking shit: “Worry when they stop talking.” I remember that proverb ever since. It’s the worst fear in a popular girl’s campus life: when people stop giving a shit about you to talk even talk about you. The cool thing is the average human brain can only juggle around 3 things at the same time. If people are talking and thinking, worrying, hating ONA, ONA is 1 of only 3 things in there dummy heads. That’s better than getting prime time ad-space.

There is this other things we use which we learned indirectly from AL. When AL writes, he usually articulate and intelligent in his ONA MSS and in those other writings under his other name. This goes along with a concept we term “resonance,” or like attracts like. What happens is that it becomes visbible that AL’s style of writing attracts a large amount of very articulate and sharp thinking members. In the general Sunculture of Satanism its generally known that most ONA associates are intelligent and often described by both members and non-members as being a “cut above the rest.”

A while ago Kayla and Shugz took this idea and turned it into an entire long term strategy they call the “Brain Drain.” This stretegy involves us and encouraging other ONA associates to write or presence the ONA always in an articulate and intelligent manner to draw out those who resonate with that quality. Over time, the target subculture is draianed of its sharp thinkers, leaving the retarded and brain dead for the target subculture. This long term strategy of course requires the target subculture to be aware of the ONA. Which then falls back to social skills, human interaction, public relations, PR, and third party talk. Amazingly this seems to slowly be working because if you go to certain Satanic social networks and you just do a quick catelog of all of the articulate and sharp thinkers, you’ll end up seeing that a good half of the people you get are either ONA or inspired and influenced by ONA. Its long term because, 10 years from now when you have the ONA side by side the remains of what was Modern Satanism, and one is chalk full of drooling autistic grown children, while the other has all the brains and thinkers that make sense, which one will you associate with?

Final Remarks

So essentially what we have learned from that last part of this essay is that ideas/opinions/thoughts or what is refered to as “knowledge” is worthless. In the same sense that money which is locked up in a bank vault is worthless to the bank and economy. It must circulate and fluxtuate between debt and profit. That money must move between person to person generating measurable results: either Debt or Profit. That’s how we know money is doing its job. You go to the bank for a money loan, you get the money and you also generate debt. The bank makes a profit, but the nation at the same time is affected by inflation, etc. But that money must move and generate some sort of measurable real intrinsic result.

Memes work in the exact same way. Memes must circulate – “fluidity” – and they must be able to generate real measurable results in some way: Inspiration, Influence, Control, or Manipulation. Just as we can say that $1000 is worth more than $100 because the former generates more Debt/Profit, we can also say that a meme which moves from person to person which has the power to induce Inspiration, Influence, Manipulate, and Control, has more value than a meme that can’t do those things. And the more causal results a meme or memes has the power to generate the more Value it has. But that Value is rooted in or dependent on its Market Fluidity.

The functionality of a meme has nothing to do with whether the meme is “true” or “false.” Nature makes no distinction between what is real and what is a mental illusion. It doesn’t matter to Mother Nature if you are an atheist and believe sex is mechanical or a theist and worship some Goddess of sex. All she cares about is that you do the deed and procreate to continue Her. It is not a crime in Nature for a bug to induce illusion by using cloacking and camphlage bio-technology. What Nature gives a shit about is if such methodologies improves or induces thriving in its creatures. Thus continuing Herself. Collectively human culture does not care whether Christianity, Islam, or Buddhism is true or false. The question is does it induce a thriving of the sector or population in question? The answer is yes, Christianity and Islam do increase thriving in their respective spheres of influence. Islam took a population of sand suckers and turned them over time into a civilization that gave us out numbers, our Algebra, the names of most of the stars in the sky and a large population of rabid Jihadists. Christianity took the lost and chaotic mass of “post-Pax Romana” when the empire fell and created cultural stability, population growth, regeneration of human culture/kingdoms, etc. This has nothing to do with whether ideas that make up such memeplexes are “false” or “True.” What matters is that such memes – whether idea of bits of culture – DO something. What a Buddhist or Brahmanist looks for in these thinsg is the end results. We just the end results manifested.

If you have a lot of ideas written in a book, and those memes don’t circulate, or do not pass from person to person, and do not inspire shit, influence nobody, then your ideas and book is worthless, even if you came out of Cambridge.

Those humans on this earth who live more in tune to Nature – which includes all our human ancestors – valued what caused them to thrive over dead ideas. They all gave importance of their indigenous tradition and culture they inherited from their Old People. Inherited meaning getting it via example, visually, aurally, and orally. Remember for most of our human past, writing was not a big deal. If the written word were so important, our ancestors would not have come as far as they did to have made us.

Yet we in our modern society live backwards. We deify dead men, and lifeless dead idea that live in books and the dusty halls of universities, and we shun and throw out our Old People. We dismiss them out of their place in our human cultures they gave to us and say they are senile, demented, and unsound of mind and power of thinking. And so in the Occident we wonder why we do not have a culture and traditon anymore. Why our cultures are dead: because we condemn our Old People to death simply for being old. In the West we literally put them into death row. But we call it names that makes us feel better. Its still a place they are locked up away in where they will spend the rest of their life until they die.

With no Old People, we fill in that void of a living center of tradition and culture by putting priests, Joseph Smiths, Russel Tazes, Marxes, Maos, as our substitute elders, wise one, tribal chiefs. Who most often lead us to our slaughter or psychosis for their own profit and power.

We today – in the comfort of a working super power – deify ideas and big worded knowledge. Steven Hawking is a divine profit of black holes. Newton is the Imam of gravity. Einstein is the Bodhisatta of relativity. When in ancient times when our ancestors were living in forests and actuallu working in farms and fields to thrive, such lofty ideas a black holes, gravity, and quantum mechanics did shit shit feed your ass, protect you from that spear chucking tribe across the jungle, neither did they teach you how to establish a city, irrigate canals to water fields of crops, raise your children into healthy adults, or make the best out of our short and simple human existence. These theories on practical human terms are as worthless as gods. But we glorify the Fathers of our great lofty useless knowledge. And we barely have a functioning relationship with our real father who actually gave us life.

In the West we have become a people who glorify the dead and shun the living. We uplift dead ideas, and reject practical wisdom. We believe our cities and urban creation is the world, and we treat Nature as if it were something dead and not of the our human world to be exploited. In the essence of things – beneath the facade and charade of the West – everuthing about us is inhuman and lifeless. Some of us have to engage in extreme sports just to feel alive. Otherwise in our everyday mundane life we are like lifeless drift wood, drifting between our bedroom and work place. Then we die.

Then its funny because in this culture of lifeless driftwood, some of us feel as if something is wrong or not right. Some of us actually feel dead. And we don’t know why. We can’t figure it out. We can’t get ourselves to understand that if we are human, and we are conditioned to live unhuman, we will feel that something is wrong. And yet many of us still hold onto our dehumanizing religions, our dehumanizing political systems, our imporverishing economic systems, our dead great men, and our lofty smart sounding dead ideas, that really don’t do anything.

There is a way out of this end product of Magian Ethos. Not every human and people suffer from the life numbing disease of Magian Ethos. But this Western “thing” which we are in is a wall prison with no windows. The walls are psychological walls of ideology, language, worldview, dead ideas, and ignorance of the world outside beyond those walls. Even if other people don’t suffer from this Occidental dis-ease, we can’t see those other humans to understand what is wrong with us, or learn to fix what is wrong.

Which is why I personally like the ONA & Myattian Weltanschauung. It is not a way out of this prison, but it is a window in our prison cell. And looking through this window we realize an alternative to the “reality” of the prison we were born and conditoned inside of. Which is when it does what it is supposed to do: Inspire to act, to break free somehow to fine Liberation. Not just free from some state or money system. But Freedom from this invisible mind and heart and life numbing unhumaness of our current Western mode of existence. Free so that we can once again find our way back home where we belong: as Humans, with a living Humanness, a creature indivisible from its Mother Nature and Father Time that made it.    

Chloe 352

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