Showing posts with label military rituals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label military rituals. Show all posts

Thursday, April 25, 2024

"What is it about Malaysians and sodomy?" (repost)


That's what one commenter asked on 27 October 2009 in relation to a blogpost titled BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS. This was my response. I just re-read it a few minutes ago and feel it's worth highlighting...

The subject of sodomy goes pretty deep. If you're interested, do some research on how the ancient male priesthoods initiated their novices. Imagine, a 10-year-old boy's first sexual experience is being buttfucked. How does that affect his sexuality and attitude towards women?

The name of the game is CONTROL through keeping the masses in a state of perpetual anxiety, guilt and confusion while bombarding them constantly with erotic imagery embedded in billboards and TV ads, indeed, wherever they look. The line between erotomania and erotophobia is so thin you can't see it.


Why sodomy? Well, healthy, mature, heterosexual lovemaking can result in our becoming enlightened and liberated from the social matrix. When the feminine and masculine energies fuse without inhibition, guilt or power plays, true yoga, tantra, or sacred union is achieved, and that's when we begin to reclaim our inherent divinity.

The question arises: can gay couples experience the same ecstatic fusion of their biofields? Yes, of course, because we are able to switch polarities, becoming either Yin or Yang or both in relation to others. So when two men or two women join bodies, minds and souls, one takes on the male energy while the other becomes the female. 

On the soul level, male and female are interchangeable fields - one electric, the other magnetic. You could say that polarities are generally interchangeable - just as Good can turn Evil and vice versa.


[First posted 18 April 2011]

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Is this the most expensive Monty Python skit ever concocted?

Please click here or on the image to view this side-splitting 2:36 video 

Wagah is the only road border crossing between Pakistan and India, and lies on the Grand Trunk Road between the cities of Amritsar, Punjab, India and Lahore, Punjab, Pakistan.

Wagah itself is a village through which the controversial Radcliffe Line, the boundary demarcation line dividing India and Pakistan upon the Partition of India, was drawn.

The village was divided by independence in 1947. Today, the eastern half of the village remains in the Republic of India while the western half is in Pakistan. It is particularly known for the elaborate Wagah border ceremony that happens at the border gate before sunset each day. [Source: Wikipedia]

[Brought to my gobsmacked and incredulous attention by Vernon Cornelius]