Sanjuro

If you show a Tibetan who lacks the concepts of money and commercial power a picture of Berlusconi, he won’t tell you that he is rich. He will probably approach people with different mental categories compared to the Western notions of wealth and poverty. With 6 billion individuals, do you want to objectify the surrounding reality?

Here is where I wanted you. Instead, they exist, because for something to be true, it is necessary to believe that it is true. My grandmother believes in God and I do not; is my grandmother right or am I? Both. So God exists or not depending on the subjects analyzing the phenomenon. God either does not exist or exists unequivocally.

The truth is not one when taking two subjects; the truth is one but modifiable when considering the individual. Reality is given by the interaction between the characteristics of the subject and the characteristics of the perceived object. If they establish a regime of mental terror in me and push me towards the doctrines of the "flying men with teapot heads," I will believe in these theories and take them as true. You, sober Western man, will repudiate them. Thus, we would have two different truths in relation to different individuals. Everything is relative; the univocal reality or objectivity are nonsense for mindless bureaucrats. And here everyone is saying, "BUT THERE ARE NO FLYING MEN WITH TEAPOT HEADS!" Of course, because you are stubborn...

Besides the fact that truth is not univocal. If for me God does not exist, then God does not exist. If for you God exists, then God exists. It doesn't exist or exist regardless; it's a completely personal matter; you just have to believe in something for it to automatically exist. Absolute truth is a huge load of bullshit. In fact, I speak of my truth by articulating, that is, religion filtered through psychological and sociological considerations. Adults mock children for believing in Santa Claus, "HA HA HA HA OH OH OH OH an invisible entity, good, that helps with gifts, that exists but only manifests during a limited time AH AH AH OH OH OH." Does that remind you of someone more prestigious? Well, I, as an adult, laugh at you just as you laugh at children, "HA HA HA HA OH OH OH OH an invisible entity, good, that helps with gifts, that exists but only manifests during a limited time AH AH AH OH OH OH," and I’m talking about Christian Santa Claus. But then, damn it, with all the bubbly, active polytheism, we immediately have one of the most monotonous, languid, and invalid religions of all. Bacchus and Venus reduce God to ashes…

I don't like this flashy, cheap style either; at least he could write his useless openings well, but no. He seems like a 5-year-old trying to be enlightened, and then what does he discover...the Mars Volta, not some underground gem of 60s psychedelia or some obscure noise band of value, no, the Mars Volta, which is just commonplace. Scaruffi gives very similar ratings to mine in this regard The History of Rock Music. At The Drive-in: biography, discography, reviews, links ... a 7 and that's it, decent work but never masterpieces. But do you, PuntiniCazzPuntini, like your style or do you want to improve?

God, Jesus, and the whole religious apparatus are born exclusively to motivate and justify certain events, actually shaped by tangible natural and physiological realities. If a relative dies, they died for physiological reasons: it’s not a sign, they died out of pure pragmatism. Religion is a big cradle full of bullshit, it’s comforting, it’s a cheap placebo, the last hope of the loser who cannot see the purely logical and probabilistic component of reality. Moreover, among all possible religions, Catholicism really stinks, with its underlying humility, with its flattening of individuals into everyone being the same: however, Christian women sometimes are great at sucking, and after they’re done, they are more innocent ^_^. Shoot the pope!

But what are the third-grade essays on religion? Hello Calypso, Shoot the Pope, shoot him in the ass, I shoot the Pope and I feel good yes!

How beautiful it was when there were edifices like Bacchus and Mars, before all the spiritual employees became languid to end up as a single-ball retiree.

I don't believe in the Catholic religion but there's one that has an incredible ass!

Sorry, analyze your opening. Dear metal friends. And now listen to how this sounds. Dear new wave friends. Dear Darw Wave friends. Dear grunge friends. Dear pop friends. Dear noise friends (ahha). Dear dance friends. DEAR METAL FRIENDS... only a metalhead could write something like this, don't you realize how bad it sounds and how grotesque this caste based on 4 groups (some even wonderful, for goodness' sake - Napalm Death - Morbid Angel rules) is?