Like I said in the first post, an elsewhere of this blog, I transcended the human condition at the age of 21, in August 1998. At first, I saw it as a traumatic event.
The first months as an awakened person, I thought that what did happen to me was that I had burned my mind and brains beyond repair. I thought that I had gone to a forbidden place that was beckoning me since my teenage years.
Somewhere in the late 1990s I read an extensive article on the web of which the main premise was that Windows95 was Satanic.
The article went to great lenghts to demonstrate, by means of a comparision between numerology and Win95’s technology, that everything in Win95 was done as factual mimicking and a relationship between the software and Satanic numerology and Satanic geometry.
Things were always better in the good old days.
It’s a law of life on earth and of human civilization, not an idiom or a relative idelogy that is waiting to be debated/debunked.
I wonder how much of an advantage do I have knowing that the degrading of reality as time goes by is an inevitable fact and not a possibility that can be averted. Knowking that is also saddening, a heavy load.
Three days ago, on Friday the 30th, 2017, it was one month since I smoked a cigarette for the last time.
With my old vape pen and my new RTA and mod I am managing and devolving a vice that I was slave to for a quarter century.
I confess that I think that cigarettes are okay, but I’m not really jonesing for them anymore. I’m disregarding any thoughts about them since the first week.
