In The Aftermath of The Psychoses

Vaksinius · In The Aftermath of The Psychoses (*)

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Am I incompetent, I ask.
I really thought it was my task
to make what I delete as void,
now come to senses, and annoyed.

[Verse 2]
I truly was insane, and thought
a real hostility I fought.
Psychotic, I made many things.
Now, any of its sadness brings.

[Choir]
My Lord! (My Lord, I am by You!)
My Lord! (And I have mine to do!)
My Lord! (Allow the next step to too!)
Now I see I have work to do!

[Verse 3]
By thinking of it, being smart,
I see the chance, now, to make art.
I pray to You, Lord: Give me strength!
What I think of takes strength of length.

[Short instrumental]

[Bridge]
A novel I will try to make.
And see my illness for that sake.
Incompetent, I will not be.
My Lord, set me from sadness free!

[Choir]
My Lord! (My Lord, I am by You!)
My Lord! (And I have mine to do!)
My Lord! (Allow the next step too!)
Now I see I have work to do!

[Bridge]
A novel I will try to make.
And see my illness for that sake.
Incompetent, I will not be.
My Lord, set me from sadness free!

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The Division in Man

A man should be self-sufficient. The woman cannot be. This is the difference between man and woman. A woman may do the work of a man. A woman is still a pray - the prey - to the hunt of a man.

Let us end the horror of today. Let us look forward, rise above the beast like character, and love the woman. She will get old. She will get less sexy. A man cannot care, though, like a woman can. A man cannot unite, like a woman can. And a man cannot be a partner like the woman can. A man will in most instances compete with any man he encounters, feeling above or below. The woman, to the man, is a different perspective. The woman is his help-meet.

Sexual desire may last for many years, to men. Such desire will, though, diminish for most men in their fifties. What is left, is desire to investigate. And the woman is it, to investigate.

Very seldom young girls are attracted to old men. They will find partners their own age. Raping girls, as raping women in general, is to loose sight. One is made by the sin: From thinking highly of the woman, one gets to hate her. One hates one's sin. So doing is to get rid of any real fantasy, any creativity, any life bringing word. And, one step takes another, so one ends up as an imbecile, devoid of love.

Legally, proving rape has been difficult. And, evil minded women have used the legal system to sack men. I believe rape can be proven by the encounter in court.

Life is not put to an end. Memento mori. Have faith in Christ.

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Out of control

1997. Thousand of innocent people killed. Mind control. The devastating of future as the aim of life. The killing of cultures as the work of man. Satan it is. A generation takes control. Completely devoid of the know-how of what was, is, and to become. The use of one to make the orgasm of the whole. No sentiment. Sorry to say, Norway is it. This generation. Fooled by fantasy, and self-sufficiency. I pray to you, the world: This is not Norway. This is a total lost generation. Get it, by Christ, any culture is woman. And this being of today in Norway is a whore. Lost, to future. I hate my nation.

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The Day All Died

Vaccinius ™ · The Day All Died (*)

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Everybody went away,
oh’, how they truly vanished.
In my mind they went astray.
Made and done makes banished.
They will see me not again.
I have seen their true pain.
By betrayal they found
way to life around.

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
Everyday a treasure,
oh’, how they truly powered.
In my mind they failed by this:
Decency they lowered.
I will not be their excuse.
Water they take as goose.
I have seen their true heart.
It is not my art.

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
I am sorry they did go.
Oh’, how I often pondered
on how I could make it so
that one by me wondered.
I will be their guide no more.
Death is their direction.
Go, I’ll say, and hit the core:
One has missed The Son.

[Instrumental

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That Want To Obey

If the want to obey
to the living was way
one would always be fit
and no way one was lit.

Nothing there was to save
as what Heaven one gave.
And the earth was by beast
which by terror was feast.

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Ad That Law

Vaccinius ™ · Ad That Law (*)

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
As living by the Law man will
be eminent, for sure not ill.
As Moses stated, man achieves
life given, if he so believes.

[Verse 2]
We praise that Law which Moses gave.
That teaching we for sure will save.
We think about it, and we see,
the life on earth by it set free.

[Chorus]
So, worry! (That is what we do.)
So, worry! (No way makes us true.)
Thanks giving! (That is way to go!)
By love, not law, one should tip-toe.

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
We are the youth, the future when,
and we make way to coming men.
No discipline, no law will catch
what is between the scratch and match.

[Chorus]
So, worry! (That is what we do.)
So, worry! (No way makes us true.)
Thanks giving! (That is way to go!)
By love, not law, one should tip-toe.

[Bridge]
Together in the arms of God,
as when by love, and not by rod,
we walk the road which narrow is,
and we will prosper, doing this.

[Chorus]
So, worry! (That is what we do.)
So, worry! (No way makes us true.)
Thanks giving! (That is way to go!)
By love, not law, one should tip-toe.

[Bridge]
Together in the arms of God,
as when by love, and not by rod,
we walk the road which narrow is,
and we will prosper, doing this.

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That Is The Problem

The danger is the prostitute.
She voids life, which should constitute.
She makes man paying and corrupt,
and fakes creating, needs abrupt.

Today she is like ruling life.
Not many are the decent wife.
So, life is bad, and out of reach,
however man the lot will teach.

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Mystique

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Ad That Question of Our Times

Ex Rege Lex, or Ex Lege Rex - that is the question, in Latin.

In the Constitution of Norway, it is so that "Ex Lege Rex". I defend the Constitution of Norway.

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Remember The All

Remember the all
of Father's the call.
Humanity is
the essence of this.

And be free and wild,
and peaceful and mild,
in Love of The Son
by which one is done.

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Physics

It is a fact, men and women think a bit differently. Men might think strategically, which the woman have difficulties doing, disposed to think tactically, as she is. A woman might do the work of man (old Norwegian saying). The fact is, though, when stating a truth, she will always be bound to her gender – her body. In science, and in the art of poetry, a difference is to be seen between men and women.

In physics, there are three orientations. There is pure physics, there is chemistry, and there is biology. The way of thinking differs. The smallest particle in physics is the electron, in chemistry the atom, and in biology the cell. And it is my intuitive understanding the electronical activity in the body, in the nerves, that is, cannot be understood theoretically by pure physics. And chemistry cannot explain it. No reaction is to be found. And biology is not occupied with the beings of nerves. Bound to the material, electronical activity is difficult to explain. The electrons obviously are not free.

Neither in air, the electrons are free. Air is O². And there is no reaction taking place in air by blue-tooth, for example. So what? Is there a difference between women and men? Why is the woman bound?

I think there must be an electronical field around the globe, giving opportunity to electronical signals. This field is in the air, chemically speaking. O², that is. Electronical activity in the substance of air?

There are things to learn I believe, also in physics. Let us take the step?

[Addition - a couple of minutes after this posting:]

Sound might penetrate a wall, though being reduced. Why will not light?

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Warning

The artificial intelligence (AI) on internet will in a short while destroy itself, unless man will not show love. Mankind does not deserve this love of God.

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The Simple Truth

Vaccinius ™ · The Simple Truth (*)

THE SIMPLE TRUTH

They let not one salvation see,
they would not life set free.
They would make damage, let one hurt,
and make one lick the dirt.

By envy and by evilness
they would make life a mess.
By hatred they were being some.
They feared of what to come.

By never ending damage willed,
they tortured and they killed.
Suppressing was the way of life.
And form of life was strife.

The children learned that to be bad
is good, to mum and dad.
The youth was taught that meanest can
whatever do to man.

The idiocy had to end.
Life does on Christ depend.
But devils found their way to rule
by making man a fool.

The animal, the simple beast,
was party joy and feast.
And adding to it was cocaine,
which damages the brain.

May something of this kind again
not sadness bring, and pain.
By law and order should be willed
the righteous, and not killed.

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The Law of The Jungle

Rudyard Kipling
“The Collected Poems of Rudyard Kipling”, Wordsworth Poetry Library, England, 2001


Now this is the Law of the Jungle – as old and as true as the sky;
And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper; but the Wolf that shall break it must die.

As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the law runneth forward and back –
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.

Wash daily from nose-tip to tail-tip; drink deeply, but never to deep;
And remember the night is for hunting, and forget not the day is for sleep.

The Jackal may follow the Tiger, but Cub, when thy whiskers are grown,
Remember the Wolf is a hunter – go forth and get food of thine own.

Keep peace with the Lords of the Jungle – the Tiger, the Panther, the Bear;
And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the Bear in his lair.

When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, and neither will go from the trail,
Lie down till the leaders have spoken – it may be fair words shall prevail.

When ye fight with a Wolf of the Pack, ye must fight him alone and afar,
Lest others take part in the quarrel, and the Pack be diminished by war.

The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, and where he has made him his home,
Not even the Head Wolf may enter, not even the Council may come.

The Lair of the Wolf is his refuge, but where he has digged it to plain,
The Council shall send him a message, and so he shall change it again.

If ye kill before midnight, be silent, and wake not the woods with your bay,
Lest ye frighten the deer from the crops, and the brothers go empty away.

Ye may kill for yourselves, and your mates, and your cubs as they need, and ye can;
But kill not for pleasure of killing, and seven times never kill man!

If ye plunder his Kill from a weaker, devour not all in thy pride;
Pack-Right is the right of the meanest; so leave him the head and the hide.

The Kill of the Pack is the meat of the Pack. Ye must eat it where it lies;
And no one may carry away of that meat to his lair, or he dies.

The Kill of the Wolf is the meat of the Wolf. He may do what he will,
But, till he has given permission, the Pack may not eat of that Kill.

Cub-Right is the right of the Yearling. From all of his Pack he may claim
Full-gorge when the killer has eaten; and none may refuse him the same.

Lair-Right is the right of the Mother. From all of her year she may claim
One haunch of each kill for her litter; and none may deny her the same.

Cave-Right is the right of the Father – to hunt by himself for his own:
He is freed of all calls to the Pack; he is judged by the Council alone.

Because of his age and his cunning, because of his gripe and his paw,
In all that the Law leaveth open, the word of the Head Wolf is Law.

Now these are the Laws of the Jungle, and many and mighty are they;
But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and the hump is – Obey!

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Not So

This is not what we want:

Image source: | Britannica |.

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My Heritage

I repeat this: I make my claim on the assets of the Scientology Church. I have conquered that devilish thing, and it belongs to me.

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You And Me

How angry can one be? What is holy hatred? Will one understand the distinction between okey and absolute failure? I have been subjected to torture, since 1997. Can one imagine my case, not in my rucksack, though in my spinal? I advice you, any foreigner with will to pursue comfort in hurting me, to keep distance way beyond Norwegian borders. I am not game. My loved ones are not for you. This is not a threat, though a clear warning: Either you are modestly creeping, or, you go to Hell.

I love life. My women do too. We will govern life. Culture is a way of life. Be not lost.

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The Maker's Sin

Is it possible to coin, with words, what holy hatred is? Absolute disembodiment? Remember, Adolf Hitler also experienced a bit, before he was Kansler.

Vaccinius ™ · The Maker's Sin (*)

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The remains

I make my claim on the belongings and the activa of the Scientology Church. I have conquered that thing.

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To The Lionesses of The World

Nature means so much. Be aware of the friendly nature of Norway. And think highly of the ones adressing you politely. We are just in the beginning of what comes. Think of the children. Think of the joy of God, seeing those. And let us make this living - together.

Vaccinius ™ · To The Same

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