What’s the reason you was drawn to a religion, and a cult, to begin with?
For, me – i am not being any particular serious about being in this cult (but then again, it is a joke by nature, a real, profound-joke).. BUT i just find it as being a nice addition to anybody’s living-situation to also relate to some sweet religious cult, such as this gene-salvation slack-salvation–change for gaining slack; a splendid aphorism of being slacked rather than sad and damned, blowing off the traditional Con-maelstrom.. It’s all just an addition of stabilization, well-being – If you have a car, a house, a pair of shoes, you might as well add slack to it all, upon it all, let it soak-into it – you might as well have a religion, as well– get some slack, get a subsistence with some tasty, thickening substance, whatever it might be.. I want to get some mustiness into my life, get funky, psychedelic, and bring-on an excuse to change the subject and fulfill my egoistic freedom of pursuing substance, relaxation, slack. It’s not laziness what it teaches, it’s a reasonable point of rising up–this religion.. Why would a person not wanna arise, rather than being grind down, rise and lose the subscription– what’s the difference??? It’s just joke with a notion upon making a straight change to lose the pressure, forever and ever – rise and get full, excellent slack, with a permanent change of subject–TOWARDS only that abolishing all the others, all of the law of The Con – not only the law of it, but also the idea that it should really exist– rather attain a spiritual sense overtaking, canceling it’s whole traditional element–RELATED-TO-YOU. The world being funky, free, slackful–like in some sweet movie–NOT LIKE THE CON, the Con is MADNESS!! And let’s face it, our whole civilization and whole world SHOULD BE like in some movie, not like the way The Con is – living in some “movie-world” is not madness — it is quite the contrary! Our world should be WILD and CRAZY. A day-job means deep sleep 8 hours a-day, 5 days a-week.. We should have stayed hunters/collectors and never became farmers; hunting, dancing, fucking, slacking – PRAISE “BOB”!
Is it not what anyone would want; to rise and get settled-in with some comforting religious-belonging blowing the whole thing off from one’s metaphysical-shoulders – LOSE the yoke and break on through into the magnificent other-side of just doing what one wants and just get something fine out of living..? Me, personally, would like to rise above everything, to some new soulful subject of WELL-BEING, well-being and getting slack and pleasures rather than some pale reasons of the old tradition–gone insane, conformalistic and sad–GRAY…i wan’t all to be funky and fiun and WEIRD–colorful and groovy. Rise all the way above and lose the very last remnant of The Con (that might need some more time) in my mind and soul and paving my way–mentally to become the cartoon-character–like a shaman – i want to get down to the earth, and get lost in some groovy subsistence, without all the crap the infidel-world want me to buy into. I want to be back in the good old world–and i want “Bob” to be the sole beacon corroding it away from my soul– the slackless.
What got me drawn to this neat, sweet-tastin’, little hearthy cult, was in it’s way it is working to save the entire world from all kinds of unified, pale slackless-devestation – and rather lend a hand to lift the yetigen to rise above the ordinary-madness of the Con, the sad truth of The Con – to a slackful higher-level where one can relief it all and get LOVE–“Bob’s” love.
Here, the closure being a sweet old funky tune, i used to listen to much when i was doing my fropping-walks through the backwoods: