I see there's been a policy change about the content, so I've decided to write an Olyblog entry reflective of the new orientation.

Olympia. Olympia! Olympia is a land of puppies and rainbows and leprechauns where people spontaneously dance in circles in the street. No one ever dies and there are no unhappy people there. Olympia was created on God's eighth day, the one where he created cool places that weren't meant to be known about by too many people. Olympia single handedly created all music composed since the early '90s, for real. And none of that music sucks. It's thrift stores shine with light and love, spilling their golden rays out onto the streets for the benefit of passersby. Even the sun likes Olympia, when it comes out you can look up and see a face winking its eye as if to say "I'm looking at you, bro". Our parks are second to none, our selection of cool ethnic eats is primo, and we're working on our lack of non-white people. The heavens open up on a weekly basis and angels descend down to fifth street singing the praises of God's special place.

Olympia, my phallus swells at the thought of you, I kneel down and worship your feet in an erotic way.

Olympia, you are great, all the time, and anyone who says otherwise is a rat fink liar.

From Uncle Al Crowley

The Impotence of Thought to perceive Reality.

VI. The Curtain

Thy podex, like a rose, within
Thy buttocks, sprays of jessamine,

Buds to my kisses; then the wine
Sets this old head of mine aspin,

So that I push thee to thy knees --
A worship, darling, not a sin.

Deep as I plunge, I do not break
Within the velvet of thy skin.

Do what I will, thy Self is hid
From me by envy of the Jinn.

So, when I think, I cannot pierce
The truth of things; I cannot win

Unto the real; life's wheel is kept
From turning by its axle-pin. [049]

But swing thine hips and smile upon
The hideous world's malicious grin!

Then when we end, the task is light:
Bid El Qahar once more begin! [050]





The Wages of Sin.

XII. The Apples

In my garden are seven kinds of apples; [080]
and there are seven kinds of louse [081]
on the once velvet buttocks of my Habib.

The smooth whiteness is now become a red roughness;
he is spotted like a leper.

He is no more fit for the desire of a clean man;
even his seducers, the black-skinned swine! having
found a boy with tulip cheeks and coralline; and a
bosom of jessamine; and eyebrows like Karenian [082]
bows for beauty and line; and breath like wine;
and buttocks fair and firm and fine; and a podex
like a ruby mine; have cast him off. [083]

Seabrook went on a trip to South America, living with a tribe known as the Guere. He asked the chief what human meat tasted like, but the chief couldn't describe it to Seabrook's satisfaction. Later, Seabrook had the opportunity to try it himself, getting a portion of stew with rice as well as a "sizeable rump steak, also a small loin roast to cook or have cooked" however he wanted. The source, Seabrook stated, was a recently killed man, but that he was not murdered.[1] He reported that, "It was like good, fully developed veal, not young, but not yet beef. It was very definitely like that, and it was not like any other meat I had ever tasted. It was so nearly like good, fully developed veal that I think no person with a palate of ordinary, normal sensitiveness could distinguish it from veal. It was mild, good meat with no other sharply defined or highly characteristic taste such as for instance, goat, high game, and pork have. The steak was slightly tougher than prime veal, a little stringy, but not too tough or stringy to be agreeably edible. The roast, from which I cut and ate a central slice, was tender, and in color, texture, smell as well as taste, strengthened my certainty that of all the meats we habitually know, veal is the one meat to which this meat is accurately comparable."[2]

The Toldoth Yeshua begins with, John of the house of David, getting engaged to Miriam, originally from Bethlehem, the daughter of a neighboring widow. A certain Pandera also had desires for Miriam. On a Sabbath night he came to Miriam during her period ,raped her, and Yeshu was conceived.

By Immanuel Kant.
THE A PRIORI GROUNDS OF THE POSSIBILITY OF
EXPERIENCE
THAT a concept, although itself neither contained in the concept of possible experience nor consisting of elements of a possible experience, should be produced completely a priori and should relate to an object, is altogether contradictory and impossible. For it would then have no content, since no intuition corresponds to it; and intuitions in general, through which objects can be given to us, constitute the field, the whole object, of possible experience. An a priori concept which did not relate to experience would be only the logical form of a concept, not the concept itself through which something is thought.
Pure a priori concepts, if such exist, cannot indeed contain anything empirical; yet, none the less, they can serve solely as a priori conditions of a possible experience. Upon this ground alone can their objective reality rest. If, therefore, we seek to discover how pure concepts of understanding are possible, we must enquire what are the a priori conditions upon which the possibility of experience A96 rests, and which remain as its underlying grounds when everything empirical is abstracted from appearances. A concept which universally and adequately expresses such a normal and P 130

Now this is something that I can sink my teeth into! The Church of Euthanasia is part of the Voluntary Human Extinction Movement. Note the word "Voluntary" because it's very important in this context.

"The Four Pillars:
suicide · abortion
cannibalism · sodomy"

Sometimes you can combine some of them, like in this article (which is an attempt at absurdism at its finest....wait, the site and this particularly Olyblog entry are that....the article is real...this is my disclaimer):

Attention Euthanasists! I have some URGENT NEWS, thanks to our friend Karin Spaink , who intercepted the following article in one of her news groups:

>>>> The Electronic Telegraph 13 April 1995 WORLD NEWS

Chinese trade in human fetuses for consumption is uncovered

By Yojana Sharma in Hong Kong and Graham Hutchings in Beijing

ABORTED human fetuses intended for human consumption are being sold for as little as =A31 in the Chinese city of Shenzhen, according to reports in Hong Kong yesterday.

The Eastern Express newspaper said journalists from its sister publication, Eastweek, had gone to Shenzhen, across the border from Hong Kong, to see if fetuses were being sold. Shenzhen hospitals carried out 7,000 terminations last year, including a number on Hong Kong women seeking cheap abortions.

At the state-run Shenzhen Health Centre for Women and Children, a female doctor was asked for a fetus. The next day, she handed the reporter a "fist-sized glass bottle stuffed with thumb-sized fetuses".

1. Had! The manifestation of Nuit.

2. The unveiling of the company of heaven.

3. Every man and every woman is a star.

4. Every number is infinite; there is no difference.

5. Help me, o warrior lord of Thebes, in my unveiling before the Children of men!

6. Be thou Hadit, my secret centre, my heart & my tongue!

7. Behold! it is revealed by Aiwass the minister of Hoor-paar-kraat.

8. The Khabs is in the Khu, not the Khu in the Khabs.

9. Worship then the Khabs, and behold my light shed over you!

10. Let my servants be few & secret: they shall rule the many & the known.

11. These are fools that men adore; both their Gods & their men are fools.

12. Come forth, o children, under the stars, & take your fill of love!

13. I am above you and in you. My ecstasy is in yours. My joy is to see your joy.

14. Above, the gemmed azure is
The naked splendour of Nuit;
She bends in ecstasy to kiss
The secret ardours of Hadit.
The winged globe, the starry blue,
Are mine, O Ankh-af-na-khonsu!

15. Now ye shall know that the chosen priest & apostle of infinite space is the prince-priest the Beast; and in his woman called the Scarlet Woman is all power given. They shall gather my children into their fold: they shall bring the glory of the stars into the hearts of men.

16. For he is ever a sun, and she a moon. But to him is the winged secret flame, and to her the stooping starlight.

17. But ye are not so chosen.

18. Burn upon their brows, o splendrous serpent!

19. O azure-lidded woman, bend upon them!

20. The key of the rituals is in the secret word which I have given unto him.

21. With the God & the Adorer I am nothing: they do not see me. They are as upon the earth; I am Heaven, and there is no other God than me, and my lord Hadit.

This is today's installment of the Olympian's series on redevelopment in other downtown areas in Washington State, and although the headline may make you think that the Mayor of Vancouver had an inspirational run in with a homeless man who made him realize the dignity and needs of all the citizens of a community, such was not the case. Here are the paragraphs that lead the story:

"VANCOUVER, Wash. — Mayor Royce Pollard credits a homeless man for sparking the revitalization of downtown Vancouver.

It was 1997, and Pollard was hosting his weekly Wednesday gathering at Esther Short Park, aimed at taking back a city park “overrun with trees and transients,” he said.

That day, a homeless man rammed the mayor with a shopping cart. “He said ‘Get out of my ------- park!’

“I said, ‘I want him arrested.’ ”

He was, and it was splashed all over the next day’s newspaper."

Hmm. No mention of whether the man was mentally ill or not, or had some other sort of chronic problem. Just a pure reactionary measure, the kind favored by people who like leaders who "Get things done" and "Make the trains run on time".

On a side note: what are some of the thing that the city has contributed to in the downtown area? One of the is "a nearly finished headquarters for the local newspaper, The Columbian."

Ah, I see.

Live video of the song "Rossiya" by Laibach.




Laibach are a performance art group/band from Slovenia, in the former Yugoslavia. They started at as provacative dissidents in the early eighties, using over the top methods to criticize the Slovene state and Yugoslavia in general.

Paradoxically, the reason they weren't thrown in prison for this is because Slovenia was about the most liberal and tolerant area in terms of freedom of speech in the Eastern Bloc. Instead, they had some of their shows cancelled.

Because they're a performance art group that's part of a bigger organization known as NSK, it's really hard to summarize them. But, if you ever come across some Laibach related material.....I won't spoil the surprise, but just be warned that it's mostly put ons, although not for the thin skinned.

This video is from their new album "Volk", which takes the national anthems of ...12?...countries and redoes them in ways that either subtly or very obviously provide a critical commentary on the country and it's relation to nationalism, the critique of which is a running theme in Laibach. They're from Yugoslavia. Russia gets off pretty easily; the criticism is pretty subtle...but "United forever in Great Russia's embrace" might give a clue as to what they're saying.

What does this have to do with Olympia? Not much. But it's beneficial just for personal knowledge and insight. Combine that with the fact that this is ultra rare and you have something interesting and intrinsically valuable.

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From T.O.P.Y via Psychic TV.

Sincerely, John M.

A very funny video, topical to some of the conversation on this website, featuring a "New Type of Christian", one that's a rootin' shootin' good 'ole cowboy taking on evil. And they're serious in this video. By the way,the video's from '93... Notice the portrayal of, well, hell, you'll see it.


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Incidentally, and now i'm just thinking out loud, besides some of their official policies, like supporting eugenics and social darwinism, I would imagine that the worst part of participating in the Church of Satan would be having to actually deal with their members. Another pack of worthless idiotic failures is not to be easily met.

You have to put out some real effort to scrape further down to the bottom of the barrel in order to top the shear idiocy of a collection of people who've come together by way of buying "The Satanic Bible" in a mall someplace and getting in contact with them. And they think they're the elite.