<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:01:46.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BoomClot's Psychoactive Stash</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373.post-1080822969195520906</id><published>2008-05-26T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:38:37.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mystery  of  "ZoSo"</title><content type='html'>The love for Beelzebub,  The lord of the Lepidosaurias was rushing through his blood as a sickly satisfying pain as  he ran his fingers down the fretboard of his Gibson dualneck guitar only to play a solo for his fellow metalheads. Solos which have become rhymes to the wide metalhead society. Yes, It's none other than Jimmy Page from the famous English rock group Led Zeppelin. Page was a follower of the  serpents, an assumed diabolist , an adherent of Alister Crowley. Page invariably abnegated the press, his love for the Anti-Christ. No one else on this cursed yet beautiful planet could write music to Robert Plant's lyrics the way Page did. He could paint a picture of Behemoth in mind of the priest with his music. Late 1971 when the band came out with a new album "Led Zeppelin IV", the band decided that each band member would have a symbol of his own. Symbols which represents  or rather rede their lifestyle and individual auditory perception to the world. All band members culled out symbols for themselves which beseemed them well. One symbol, an eldritch one, enigmatically drew my attention towards it. It read "ZoSo".I later determined that it was Page's symbol. I couldn't afford to waste a moment, I rushed thirstily to where ever I could rush to, to learn more about "ZoSo". The vast internet was the key. I couldn't find a better place for this orphic research. So, here it is, this is what the internet reded me about "ZoSo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page designed his own symbol, that is "ZoSo". According to my thesis after a long search into the unpopular or rather less-travelled sites.  The thesis bewrayed that Zoso symbolizes a near-death or Tantric sex experience to unify the worlds of the living and the dead, and thus to reveal the secrets of the universe.But, I wasn't much convinced with this answer, cause deep down I knew it was too irrelevant or rather beside the point. Later I found out that Z in Zoso was the symbol used by astrologers for Capricorn, Jimmy's sun sign. So, I loaded my self again and wandered  off in the cyberspace to find "ZoSo".  While exploring the cyberspace for months and months, I drifted from my bone of contention. I did come back to it. I sighted the symbol ZoSo in 2 engrossing books. First in a Jimmy page fan sub which had beconed the link to Le Triple Vocabulaire Infernal Manuel du Demonoman, by Frinellan (a pseudonym for Simon Blocquel). This was in french. The whole book isn't available. But some parts of it are. Later I found the symbol in  Fred Gettings dictionary of occult symbols. Accodring to Fred Gettings dictionary, the "oSo" part is the alchemical sign for Mercury. "Z" is the sign of Capricon, Jimmy's sun sign. As per Crowley's book "Equinox", The two 0's with dots in "oSo"represent 6, and the middle S also stands for 6. This makes it 666, the number of the beast. Also as per Cardan's Ars Magica Arteficii(1557) "oSo" pertains to Saturn, and could also have related to the rings which gave Saturn the appearance of changing shape to antediluvian astronomers.As per the same book, single circle with a dot in the center is a well known symbol for the Sun. The S could represent Saturn revolving around the sun. I also learnt that ZoSo is also considered as Depiction of Cerberus(Cerberos, Kerberos), the three-headed dog that guards the entrance to Hades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, ZoSo still persists as a mindbugging mystery to me. I guess it'll always be until I find an answer that meets my conception about ZoSo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5778588717232243373-1080822969195520906?l=bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/1080822969195520906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5778588717232243373&amp;postID=1080822969195520906' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/1080822969195520906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/1080822969195520906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/2008/05/mystery-of-zoso.html' title='The mystery  of  &quot;ZoSo&quot;'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373.post-8196739699173778957</id><published>2008-03-26T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:19:52.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The World" A lie or a dream ?</title><content type='html'>Bewildered from the very reality I once lived in as I walked into the setting sun in my illusory perception, I thought the world was huge. Later as I was wandering on this planet  like The Wandering Jew who was condemned to roam the world for mocking Jesus at the Crucifixion, I learnt that the world was not just huge but it's also the only one in this vast faux darkness and we had no where else to go! For that moment I felt sheer loneliness and the daunt behind it was that the whole universe was helpless because there's no one else in the universe other than us. It was just us fighting and killing each other and turning into bloodletting jack asses and there's no one out there who actually gives a damn. and here we are fighting,waiting for a messiah or a faquir of some kind to stop us from doing the same. I said to my self "It's all a dream and we all are a self-taught lie". But later it occurred to my mind that every single memory of mine was in this dream, in just a melodramatic plebeian dream. The truthful lie was very painful to accept. The lie that am just an illusion, a dream and a lie. It was like the outcome of all my hallucinations which bore no sweet fruits were slapped right across my face and swapped me back to the painful blank reality .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked around dumbly, quite disconcerted. I was on a hallucinogen after all, Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds(LSD) as the lords call it. But here, in real world, there weren't any magical colours or any beautiful auras around me, There were no thoughts echoing in the depth of my head. Each confession of me existing in this blank planet brought me into an attitude of abasement.  I realised that I was glued to this atrocious planet with the help of this human-named concept called  gravity!! But when i thought about my family, my friends and every one who do matter to me, i told to myself the reason behind the ascertained "Glued to this planet" theory depended on a number of factors. Factors like love, friendship and concern. Now everytime when I feel left out, when I feel that I don't matter to any one anymore. I ask to my self "The World" A lie or a dream.? Cause I know that there is LSD world behind every reality. A world where everyone care and love everyone!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ॐ BoOm ShankaR ॐ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5778588717232243373-8196739699173778957?l=bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/8196739699173778957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5778588717232243373&amp;postID=8196739699173778957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/8196739699173778957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/8196739699173778957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/2008/03/world-lie-or-dream.html' title='&quot;The World&quot; A lie or a dream ?'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373.post-5683882085164996305</id><published>2008-03-25T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:49:49.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Clockwork Orange.</title><content type='html'>If you had half glass of wine, would you consider that as a glass half empty or a glass half full ? It solely depends on the way you look at it. You may look at the dark side of it being half empty and desire for more or you would be happy with whatever is remaining. Choosing the side depends on different perceptions of different people.. In the novel "A Clockwork Orange", the author, Anthony Burgess bewrays the life of a teenage boy named Alex DeLarge, whose pleasures are classical music by Beethoven whom he often refers to as "Ludwig Van", rape and ultra violence. In 1971 Stanley Kubrick's film "A Clockwork Orange" was relatively faithful to Anthony Burgess's novel. The movie was rated "X" in the U.S and withdrawn from the U.K after repeated requests by Stanley Kubrick himself. A series of controversies clouded the movie as it had graphical sexual violence content.It was claimed that the film had inspired copycat behavior, i.e. Rape , Ultra violence , burglary by many teens across both the U.S and the U.K. I wouldn't be surprised if a teenager is fascinated by this movie. "It changes your mentality and encourages you to do the same even though the movie wasn't intended to do so". It solely depends on the viewer and the way he looks at the movie. He may find it as good entertainment with a evil or rather inhuman message OR he may find the movie very artistic,psychedelic and dissimilar, in a way interesting when compared to the other movies.But again, the Government and the people make a big issue out of the movie because of all the sexual violence in it! The movie or the novel never asked the teenagers to adapt sexual violence. It were the teenagers who relived the sequence from the movie. Sexual Violence is the way the most of teenagers look at the movie and for the rest it's a psychedelic trip on it's own. If you ask me, I'd tell you that this movie is the best directed movie I've ever seen. It has an amazing story. I'd love to discuss the story in detail here but I prefer that you watch the movie and judge the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the movie is awesome and one of it's kind. Every teenager should watch this movie and realize oneself.Once you watch the movie you'd wanna compare your self to Alex DeLarge and revalue the good within you. It'll help you to look on the bright side and  be your self rather than trying to be somebody else. You'll respect yourself for everything your are and everything you aren't. Other than that, I suggest that you watch the cause it's very artistic and divulges the art of 60's hippie movement. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5778588717232243373-5683882085164996305?l=bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5683882085164996305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5778588717232243373&amp;postID=5683882085164996305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/5683882085164996305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/5683882085164996305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/2008/03/clockwork-orange.html' title='A Clockwork Orange.'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373.post-5246141978334058463</id><published>2008-03-24T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:51:37.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged :|</title><content type='html'>J'ai ete tagged par &lt;a href="http://moyrn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="" rel="nofollow"&gt;Moyrn.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five things you wish you could say to people (no names to be taken):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Lennon says the war is over, why are we still fighting?&lt;br /&gt;2. No, I haven't lost it. Am just living the psychedelic part of me fucked up life.&lt;br /&gt;3. Yes, am a drug addict and I drink the blood of innocent lil children and  then cut them into a zillion small pieces and sell them to the cannibals and buy "drugs" in that money because of the sick pleasure I get! Now stop fucking staring at me that way!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Am sorry. I never meant to do all that stuff! Now I've lost you because of my mistakes but i want you to know that I still love you!&lt;br /&gt;5. If I die young, for heaven's sake please don't blame the drugs! Just consider that I was always fucked in the head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love to meet different people and learning different things.&lt;br /&gt;2. Am a spiritual jackass! No, I was always spiritual and spirituality for me dint come with the drugs as it does to many people.&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate people who call themselves "rich" because of their money. I believe that you are rich only when you have a big heart.&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate money! But am vulnerable to use it because I ain't got no other option. May be I should try and get barter system back to action. :P .. I do agree that everything has it's own set of advantages and disadvantages but when it comes to money, it's disadvantages lead to unnecessary death and disrespect towards the poor. C'mon, even they are people and have all rights to live.&lt;br /&gt;5. I trip a lot!&lt;br /&gt;6. I fall in love too easily.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am really dumb at times. Actually most of the time!!&lt;br /&gt;8. I like philosophy and psychedelic trips xD.. he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One way to win my heart (there’s just one):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect all kinda people and I'll love you for the rest of my life!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five things that cross my mind a lot (ok not necessarily in this order!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.  "Where's the god damn cop ?"&lt;br /&gt;2.  Echoes of things I've heard earlier!&lt;br /&gt;3.  "What was I about to say ??"&lt;br /&gt;4.  Some or the other song is always playing in my head!&lt;br /&gt;5.  Clips of random memories which later lead into deep thoughts of the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One thing I wish I never did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pop Spazmoproxy and Restil o.5 mg which are high in Aprozollam.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three turn offs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;Cops booking me.&lt;br /&gt;2. People who think listening to Hip hop or any musical genre for that matter makes them cool and happening.&lt;br /&gt;3. Disrespect towards the poor and backward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four things I want to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Make this planet a better place for people who do natural "drugs". Make the society realize the good side of it!&lt;br /&gt;2. I wanna go to Khyber, The Sundarbans and to The Netherlands before I die!&lt;br /&gt;3. Never get rich and live only with my needs and not my luxuries.&lt;br /&gt;4. Live all my dreams. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I was a kid I always thought I was dreaming. So I used to bang into walls purposely to make my self believe that I was alive and I always thought that there was a magical hand behind me always writing down all that I did in a diary! :S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5778588717232243373-5246141978334058463?l=bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5246141978334058463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5778588717232243373&amp;postID=5246141978334058463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/5246141978334058463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/5246141978334058463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged_25.html' title='Tagged :|'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373.post-5350569146745059752</id><published>2008-01-04T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T06:36:20.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"All we need is LOVE!!"</title><content type='html'>Imagine, You are sitting on a rock by the sea side.. You look at the waves and each wave is talking about different things.. They are telling you stories.. By the time one wave completes it's story the other wave pulls this one back and starts off with it's story before some other wave pulls him pack and starts with the another story! Their stories are real short, by the time you understand one the other one starts.. The stories are mostly of the people who had played with the same waves and shared their joy and sorrow with them, One wave tells you a sad story and the other a hilarious one. The waves continue the same till the big waves take them over in the evening.. The big ones are aggressive and are not friendly ! Now you ignore the waves and look at the setting sun.. He's orange and he's laughing.. He's looking at all the people on earth killing each other and making profit! It's quite a funny scene for him. He had seen earth since she was a fire ball just like him.. He'd seen earth right from the Stone age to the present "Stoned"age ! He thinks that nothing worse could happen to a planet! But he doesn't care.. He's just laughing and enjoying the scene as he fades. He's almost gone now.. The sky is becoming dark.. The stars and the moon are visible now. The chilling night breeze now arrives. You look around closely and you can actually see the breeze.. She's pink, green,purple and turquoise. Swirling , playing with you.. fooling around with sand.. The Sand grains catch a free ride as she gets close to them.. She's happy, she's all over the place.   Now you look at the moon while the waves and the shore sing you a lullaby. The sweet sound. You are almost asleep and you see the one whom you love the most walking toward you. He or she (am gonna refer as SHE henceforth) sits next you. You look into her eyes and she starts talking about random things.. All you wanna do now is nothing but to lie down on that rock and listen to her sweet voice accompanied by the lullaby sung by the waves and the shore... She talks and talks till dawn.. Till the laughing sun is back.. You look into her eyes and they are yellowish orange with the reflection of the beautiful sea ! Now you turn towards the laughing sun and the baby waves now start coming towards you with their stories again.. You can see the fishermen's boats in distance.. They look like black paper boats on some orange juice! Slowly the sky turns blue with clouds of different formations.. Your loved one now gets up and walks back towards civilization, Towards a place full of hatred, violence and pain. She calls you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do ?? sit there or enter the miserable land. A land built on money and blood upon the dying earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on o my dream after a late night spliff .. Just when I had to answer the question I woke up!  Just when these kinda question are asked to you, your nerves feel like snapping and embracing death! But now I've decided that I would walk back with my loved one and try and make a difference .  Try and make a difference before it's too late to even realize that I was bound to make a difference Try and make this world a better place to live and make everyone experience the magic of mother nature. Everyone should learn that there's more to life than profit!There's this most stupid , suicidal yet  beautiful bondage called love.. John Lennon told this world before he died that "All we need is love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all .. Hate none!! Save this planet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DeadBanger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5778588717232243373-5350569146745059752?l=bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/5350569146745059752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5778588717232243373&amp;postID=5350569146745059752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/5350569146745059752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/5350569146745059752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/2008/01/imagine-you-are-sitting-on-rock-by-sea.html' title='&quot;All we need is LOVE!!&quot;'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373.post-3178211203387963066</id><published>2007-12-28T03:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T03:19:26.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satanism in "Popular Culture"</title><content type='html'>The concept of an 'Anti-Christ' is always mistaken with 'Satanism' .. Anti-Christ refers to anti-Christianity! Maybe for 2 different reasons (a) Either if you don't believe in Christ and his preachings or (B) You are against all that popularity given to Christ resulting in a hype in mainstream tourism, Loads of money being spent , asking people to convert into Christians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where as 'Satanism' refers to Devil worship! It's a religion on it's own. Following Satan's teachings is popularly considered worshiping the devil or as embracing the evil! Again , these are just popular talks. One who believes in Satan has his own reason for being a Satanist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When It comes to the music scene, the terms 'Anti-Christ' and 'Satanism' are vastly used in genres like METAL. Here the origin of the scene starts from Norway, Sweden from their Viking ancestors. The usage of such ideas promotes the same through teenagers , adults and results in events such as church burnings , rebellious mass gatherings  , etc . Now a days a true Satanist is really hard to find! All those youngsters out there who listen to metal(mostly black metal) consider themselves as Satanists. It seams as though Popular Culture is taking over Satanism. Kids think it is cool be believe in Satan and going against Christ!Most of them don't even know the teachings of Satan. They just believe in him cause it's "Cool" according to the Popular talks! Underground music is becoming popular which is resulting in making Satanism a subject to popular culture ! "Popularizing good music is nothing but killing it ". The value of a true "Anti-Christ" or "Satanist" is now lost! Now you can see many teenagers dressed in black calling themselves evil! Metal is becoming like hip hop(Too fucking commercial..) It'll become a game played by the corporate and media soon! Metal is meant to be underground and unpopular ! Save it! Save the good music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a true metalhead!  Help and save Metal .. Don't Popularize it !.. Go ahead , Commercialize it if you want to see it die !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it underground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\m/ Keep fucking supporting metal \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - DeadBanger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5778588717232243373-3178211203387963066?l=bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/3178211203387963066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5778588717232243373&amp;postID=3178211203387963066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/3178211203387963066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/3178211203387963066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/2007/12/satanism-in-popular-culture.html' title='Satanism in &quot;Popular Culture&quot;'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5778588717232243373.post-596504006576273820</id><published>2007-12-23T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T10:54:25.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does the government own it ?</title><content type='html'>This is a story which ran in my mind a month ago when I was stoned or rather when my mind was expanded! I may sound like just another crazy young teenage rebel ! But trust me these thoughts which am gonna share with you are gonna haunt you for the rest of your life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of an average teenager called Tim... He was just like any other teenager .. Amused by drugs and music.. But he hadn't known that what he took as something "cool" and ''happening" would change his whole idea about society and the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim was once high on weed and he was walking down a street, amused by the wind and the bright sun. He is just walking, wandering around. He had no destination. Yet he just walked and walked. He a found a piece of empty land in middle of the great concrete jungle ! He at once fell in love with the beautiful trees in that plot. He decided that he would smoke his next joints in that place from then on! He did the same for a day or two. The neighbors realized that there was someone smoking all day long in their neighboring plot which was empty for years! The neighbor, an old man by the name Mr.Richardo entered the empty plot to find a young man with shabby hair, constantly smiling, eyes as red as blood! He asked Tim "Who are you and what are you doing here ?". Tim replies "nothing!"."Do you own this land" asks the old man .. "Nope" says Tim. "Then the government owns it!" says the old man... "The government ??" asked Tim. "Yeah, the government. and you have no rights to sit here and do your monkey business" says the old man. "What do you see in this plot??" asks Tim. "It's just pain land filled with unwanted trees " replies the old man. "See properly. What is this plain land on ?? What have these beautiful trees grown on?? " asks Tim. "It's the Earth you fool " replies the old man.. "Does the government own it ??" asks Tim.. The old man is left shocked and confused! He is speechless now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was an abrupt end for a story but that sure was the end of the story and the beginning of your confusion! Who says we are free ?? If we are , IN WHAT WAY ?? The government is run by a couple of corrupt people who dominate our nation with the help of media ! I don't say that they haven't developed my country. They could've done way better if there was no corruption! But it's too late now ! All that was good has died and what we have right now is nothing but crap which we think is GOOD! The world's a scary place ! The whole concept of a happy society and a good government is something of the past! At present nobody gives a damn about anything! All they care about is money! It's become the survival of the richest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day we will realize that the beauty that breaks down never knows the reason why! I still dream of a better world . A better place for everyone. and trust me THE GOVERNMENT WONT OWN IT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have also conveyed this story to many of my close friends verbally. But I told them that it was a real incident faced by Timothy Leary , because I thought you people wouldn't be interested in it if you knew that I came up with it :P.. Anyway. Sorry about that. he he )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5778588717232243373-596504006576273820?l=bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/feeds/596504006576273820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5778588717232243373&amp;postID=596504006576273820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/596504006576273820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5778588717232243373/posts/default/596504006576273820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodstainedbanger.blogspot.com/2007/12/does-government-own-it_23.html' title='Does the government own it ?'/><author><name>BoOmClot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798881755118840395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3vVTZJsCZrY/R-jkVzw-kaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2F_JQCwvxQA/S220/god_head.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
