Thoth explains his new attitude towards his blog.
I feel like I’ve finally solved the conundrum of what to use this blog “Thoth’s Thohts” for. Being slow, unlike you with your speed-writing, speed-reading, speed-learning . . . I take a long time to figure things out.
It’s the voice, Stupid.
I wish I knew as a teenager that taking a long time did not mean I was less intelligent, just thorough. But I didn’t because of our high-speed school system, which teaches and tests according to speed rather than depth. So instead, I was saddled with a lot of insecurities about my learning process.
To continue: previously I was writing a faux private journal to which I offered you a view – as a kind of voyeur – to my thoughts. However, now I will speak directly to you, all of you, whether you care or not. Being way past my youth and having lived as an outlaw for most of my life, I feel that my observations about you and this world of false laws you support, either submissively or actively, have density and truth. I believe this because I am not invested as you are in this system.
In conclusion, let me say it again: before, I wrote about me for you, now I write about you for me. Somewhat of an ironic twist, isn’t it?
We are failures. This is difficult and painful for me to admit, but it is true. Yet, in spite of this, we continue. We are stubborn. In our place, most of you would stop and do something else – perform Beyoncé or Rhianna or Kanyé covers or be a DJ or get a job in some computer firm or something like that.
Instead, we continue to perform our music in spite of its inability to interest you.
Many of our friends and fans are no longer friends and fans, some are even enemies. They’re tired of us, of our art, of our failure.
Every day we have to watch a woman who used to embrace us with comments like: “You two are angels!”; “I love your music! It is so beautiful!”; avoid us by walking on the other side of the street, without even saying hello. What happened? This kind of behavior doesn’t happen only here in Portugal. It happens everywhere – Amsterdam, NYC, San Diego, San Francisco . . . What did we do to you that has caused you who once loved us to hate us, to be so angry, so disrespectful, so dismissive of us? I think it is because we are failures. Nobody wants to be associated with failures.
“Jesus” is a swear word. It is a majorly disturbing sound to my musical and sensitive ears. Whenever I hear the word, someone is upset with something. Stub your toe? Jesus! Someone cuts you off on the freeway? Jesus! Your significant other does something stupid? Jesus! I do it too! I’ve been trying to stop but it works too well.
The reason “Jesus” is perfect as a curse word is because of it’s sibilant sound, two of them in fact. And if you exaggerate them a lot, you sound like you’re hissing. Try it!
Most of you are quite aware (or maybe you’re not) that a hissing sound is attributed to all animals and beings who are upset with something. Before a fight two cats hiss. A snake about to strike hisses. Even machines hiss if they are failing mechanically.
In the old testament, Satan in the shape of a snake tempts Eve, causing she and Adam to be thrown out of Eden. Did the snake say Jesus when offering the apple for consumption? Probably.
When I speak of the mystical philosopher of spirituality and natural science who lived 2 millennia ago, I call him Yeshua. Now that I can truly sing.
Spinning by Dan Rubin, NYC
The more purified our spirits, the more we see the bad behavior surrounding us.
I use my delusions to continue perfecting myself, while many use their delusions to undermine others and profit.
Totally racked with fear these days. Now I realize that getting older is all about becoming more and more scared. Clearly unhealthy bodies and increased fear/stress is why heart attacks abound in people my age. But I am protected by prayformance which keeps me healthy and undermines the stress and fears.