Francis Williams' Philosophy Blog

 of how they died unnecessarily the 39 still wearing their black sweaters, tracksuit bottoms and nike waffle trainers. the last days, there was still some sadness, but the the leader reminded us that all hope we had was simply the luciferian forces staying attached to our mortal coils. feeding off the gumtree like koalas, inhabiting all different forms of corporeal bodies, but the celestial was aeternal. (what is essential is the father like figure, the extreme charismatic nature, the ability to comfort and strike fear at the same time. the people who fell for it, were generally gullible but not dumb, the leaders belief systems and teachings made sense to the smarter of the group, while the young ones bought into the stories of what their lives would be of secret powers, of life on this distant planet etc.) what is essential in a cult group is that you foster a sense of exclusivity and community, that you have a clear delineation between us and them, the dangerous outsiders and the rig

 maybe a hundred years from now, when facebook will have its own porn profiles, and public intellectuals will be UFC fighters, maybe then north korea will be considered the ultimate holiday package for those disillusioned with capitalism-  for bohemians, artists, hipsters, and poets. maybe theres something about being on a screen that sucks out life from humanity, something about media itself- especially when coupled with the liberal vision of individualism and self-promotion. maybe the amish have got it right. praise god, farm your land, drink water from the stream, plant your own vegetables. but of course, you cant think that way. we dont want any luddites - anyone who prevents civiliation from progressing must be burned at the stake-  no. modern medicine, refrigerators, airconditioning, vr headsets- what would we do without those things. no, you cant look back. even the source of your opinions and values, all your old friends that you read in paperback, the roald dahls, the jrr tolk

 i was thinking about that movie with michael douglas, 'the game' and a sudden spark of isnpiration hit me... rather than a brief adventure, like in the movie, this toture last a lifetime. imagine if, starting in some indeterminate year of your life, things started gradually going downhill for you and as each week passes your life became afflicted with a series of misfortunate events one worse than the other. you lose your job, your girlfriend leaves, your freinds and family betray you, you cant afford rent,you are forced to borrow money, you cant afford medical bills and your health worsnes. then you get depressed and decide on the fifth anniversary since the troubles began , you cant take it any longer and you want to jump off a building. you jump off, but as you fall to the ground instead of hitting the ground, you feel a a soft billowing safety net uderneath you, catching you. you stand up and see you are surrounded by friends and family, all people who you thought betrayed

 the pyramids at giza are believed to have taken between ten and sixty years to complete. this immense work was the the result of a change in administration of the pharaoh rulership and a sudden urge to perpetuate the line of kings through some work of noble note. little is known, however of the efforts required to keep the stones clean after they were built. on the assumption that the empire would last for ever, or at least until the end of the decreed last ruler's lifetime, the pyramids were to be maintained at a regular basis, involving a stringent cleaning and rejuvenation program. for this process, a special committee was established by the pharaoh khafre. this committee was composed of qualified engineers, who co ordinated the cleaning projects, and thousands - if not by the end of the civilization: millions in total- of highly trained cleaners, who were responsible for scrubbing to perfection the limestone blocks. the interior passage ways, and tombs were not permitted acces