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Name: Orion
Birthday: 11/3/1982
Gender: Male


Interests: Body and Mind
Expertise: Thought Reform
Occupation: Student
Industry: Manipulation


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Member Since: 8/30/2004

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Thursday, November 19, 2009

The "Placebo Effect" is fascinating to me.

ie: "The tendency of any medication or treatment, even
an inert or ineffective one, to exhibit results simply
because the recipient believes that it will work"

I was always skeptical.

Until I experienced it for myself.
In multiple aspects.

If you know what "can" to be.
And think what's "suppose" to be.

The body/mind correlation can be manipulated.

In my experience, only when the threat occurs within.
The body.

The mind.
Can manipulate and change the willing outcome to be.

It's not mind over matter.
But mind over body.

Like with sickness.
Bodily necessities.
Pain.
Et cetera.

But how strange.
I am manipulating my mind.
To accomidate my body.

As if.
I am not my mind.
But separate.
Using it accordingly.

Manipulating it to change the outcome.
Of what my body feels.
How it reacts.
How it should respond.

Or am I my mind?
Using myself accordingly.

Will I ever know?

The difference.




Friday, November 06, 2009



"When all that is left.
Is a simple shadow.

What will we want it to say?

Will it contain the colors of our dreams?
Or just the darkness of our fears.

Will it speak with the vast sorrows we found in our short time here?
Or divulge our simple desire to smile."


Thursday, October 22, 2009

Such is the theory you believe.
Such is the theory you'll die knowing.

Until you know you're dying.
And you are afraid.

Not a coward.
Not a hypocrite.
Not anything.

You just are.

Even when your time comes.
You know. You accept.

That you knew nothing.
Know nothing.
Just.


Fear.


Thursday, October 08, 2009

Seeing.
Feeling.

The connection.

Can be.
Terrifying.

Beautiful.

The power behind everything.
When you look up into the sky at night.
Are you not afraid?

Offset.
Aware.
Minimalized.

You hear the word "power" in make-believe.
In the potential of that we cannot see.

But looking up.
And understanding.
Changes everything.

There is a power greater than consciousness.
Above us.
All around us.

And yet so many people ignore it.
Deny it.
Replace it.

With nonsense.
With comfort.

Just look around you.
Look up and feel the connection.
And though you may be startled.

Don't be afraid.


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Softly.

I walk past them.
The uniformed.
In fear.

Because the crazies say,
"Think for yourself."
"Question authority."

But the crazies.
They're the ones with the attitude.
Trying to make me out.

Trying to materialize they're significance.
Out of thin air.

Seemingly threatening to the machine -- in their minds.
With their individualism.
Their unique, obscure interests, expressions.
And nothing else.
Except.

Their socially-arguable, personal life changing events.
Worthy of seceding from any nation.
And yet they never pick up and leave.
They, with any excuse possible.
Choose to stay.

To remind people like me -- they're untouchable.

Until their loud, proud ethic -- lies them tied up.
In the system.

Unable to live the simple life.
Ever again.
Undercover.
Underground.

In peace.

Because they were too loud.
Too proud.

And now.
Their life is fucked.

You cannot escape the machine.
Unless you keep quiet.
And live in peace.

Realize.

Unless under those circumstances.
Under their law.
They try to take away your way of life.
And threaten the ones you love.

It's only then.
You rebel.

You revolt.

So until then.
Shut the fuck up.

And appreciate what you have.




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