On The Delirium

Thanksgiving: A Misconstrued Holiday

My opinion on the holiday Thanksgiving is much like my opinion about other so called holidays such as Christmas, Hanukkah, Easter, etc. It's a crock of shit and Americans don't know what the fuck they are even celebrating for.

99% of the ignorant American's in this country have no clue what it means, they just sit around and eat a bunch of food and watching the one of the stupidest sports on earth (football). In a small nutshell/nutsack (which ever you prefer) the American system was founded on hypocrisy and double standards. English 'explorers' decided that their 'homeland' was treating them unfairly, so they decided to come here, to this continent, which was settled 10,000 years before they came by the Native Americans, who were technically from parts of Asia. Anyways, when the English settlers arrived, they found that this landmass already had its own set of people on it, and they had their own very different principles and traditions than the English.

After the English experienced a few years of rough times and bad living conditions, the Native American's reached out to the white men and showed them how to grow certain crops, how to hunt elk, and other essential things that the English had no clue how to do. They had a feast and that is essentially what we celebrate as Thanksgiving today.

Well, a few decades down the road and the power goes to the whiteman's head. They now have greater technology and knowledge on their side, as well as the greed and ambition that they were born with. They want more aland and push westward, and to do so, the English conquer nations of people that were here 10,000 + years before them, and fucking helped them survive in the early 1600's.

Skip over 300 years of a huge chunk of the Native American population lost in brutal battle, war, and other oppression due to the English, we are here in 2009.

Four centuries since the Native Americans reach out and embraced the English to help them survive, and look at the result. Pushed off of their lands, the Native Americans that once thrived on the lands of present day New England, the South, the mid west, etc. are swept into the shittiest parts of the most arid lands in New Mexico, Arizona, and Texas. They are on 'reservations,' suffering from poverty, diseases, and are unable to live how they lived for thousands of years before the white man came into their lands and relocated them.

Why did I write about this? I think it's because the only way for me to justify to myself for what humans like you and I have done to the Earth. Simply put, humans have fucked the Earth up. The international society is the cancerous growth that should have been removed years ago. No one human should have authority over another, and no group should ever invade anther's land and fuck their whole culture up like what the English did to the Native Americans. Happy Thanksgiving that's some food for thought since you probably wouldn't have to think twice when you're sitting on your ass watching football with your family, ignorance is bliss I'm sure.

- Malcolm


"One does not sell the land people walk on."

- 1875, Crazy Horse.

Moody

Life Isn't Spoonfed To Me

Old Unmodded Raynox Looks Weird Man

This is pretty old I think, I dunno when it even took place.

Os

That Cat Something I Can't Explain...

Adopted by Tyler.

Feels Like The Soft Hand of Death, Listen...

Kitch

rip jm

Constant Rain

Wow, this rain is making me blue.

I wrote this a few months ago, you could read it if you want to, I rarely share my writings with people, so I might as well do it sometime... Your opinion won't really affect how I feel about my writing so you could hate/love on my work all you want...

Roky Erikson Part II

Humun's Brain

I marked this paper with markers over a period of two months (April - June 2009) whilst in rehab.




I'm working on getting full quality shots of the artwork I've been doing recently, the scanner I have is much too small and is a piece of junk.

Kubla Khan

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree :
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man

Down to a sunless sea.


So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.

But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover !
A savage place ! as holy and enchanted
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover !
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced :
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail :
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean :
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war !
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves ;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!

A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw :
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould win me,

That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome ! those caves of ice !
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware ! Beware !
His flashing eyes, his floating hair !
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.




- Kubla Khan By: Samuel Taylor Coleridge