abra KADAVER

I was actually intellectually stimulated by someone on the internet today. Shocking, I know. I was in awe.
This girl seems very cool. See her here:
http://www.myspace.com/x173772040

Sammie:
Even in the initial stages of contact between European Christians and
Native Indian people the stage was set for ethnocentrism, and the
attitude towards the Indians was that of Christian superiority. The
Indians were read a proclamation in Spanish which they had no hope of
understanding, they had no hope of understanding the death sentence they
were being read, and it went something like this:
“We ask and require you to acknowledge the church as the ruler and
superior of the whole world and the high priest called pope and in his
name the king of Spain as lords of this land. If you submit we shall
receive you in all love and charity and shall leave you, your wives and
children and your lands free without servitude, but if you do not submit
we shall powerfully enter into your country and shall make war against
you, we shall take you and your wives and your children and shall make
slaves of them and we shall take away your goods and shall do you all
the harm and damage we can.”

2000 years ago we were all tribal.
Then came the missionaries with their fucking bible.
1492 began the termination
The holocaust of our Indian nations
Yeah, with Christian love and a moral authority
They killed our medicine men and stole our country
I never claimed this shit was poetry
It’s just the fucking lies of Christianity
You will pray to the lord and get down on your knees
Here’s a cross for your back and the coughing disease
Though you helped us survive we will laugh while you bleed
Then deny what we did, write our own history
We will kidnap your children and cut off their hair
Silence their language and outlaw their prayers
Beat them blind until they believe
In the blood of Jesus Christ our king
Christians murdered Indians
Columbus murdered children and now we have a holiday
Still you want to deny your history
Look to the sky for your god to justify
As you commit cultural genocide
Christians came and the natives they did hang
13 at a time for Jesus and his gang
We are the ones you had to dehumanize
So your murder and greed could be justified
The belly of the church is full
With the blood of all those heathen fools
Who would not receive the gift of Christ?
So we burned them as a sacrifice
To our baby killing god above
To our mother church and all her love
We will steal their gods and subjugate
Those who don’t believe we’ll ahnilate

“The Spaniards made bets as to who would slit a man in two or cut of
his head with one blow. They tore babies from their mother’s breast by
their feet and dashed their head against the rocks. They hanged Indians
by thirteen in honor and reverence for their redeemer and their twelve
apostles. They put wood underneath and with fire burned the Indians
alive.”

Nifty:
It’s always astounded me that Christians claim to have so much unconditional love for their fellow man, while they encourage forced atrition.
Of course someone will convert to your religion if you have a fucking gun to their head.

It’s wonderful to see someone else who understands. Thank you.

Sammie:
Yeah, you notice they don’t teach you any of that in the textbooks in school. I love that song, my boyfriend showed it to me. Everyone needs to hear it! Although it won’t change anything, but what the hay.

Nifty:
They always say that one person can move mountains..no. One person can set it in motion, but it takes many to accomplish a huge thing. That’s the only reason Christianity is so prevalent: they have sheer numbers. A lot of it comes down to money. Sadly enough, whoever has the money does indeed have the power. The Christians are the biggest religion in our country, they control the Republifuck party, therefore they control the textbooks. Hitler once said, “Let me control the textbooks and I will control the state.” He also said, “If you tell a lie loud enough and long enough and often enough, the people will believe it.” Those statements couldn’t be more true. No one will realize the truth until people who follow logic and science instead of dogma and fairytales, like myself, are the majority.

Who plays the song?

Sammie: It’s by Corporate Avenger, check them out!

Rachel’s going-away party was the bomb-diggity, even though I’m definitely gonna miss her. But I know she’ll be happier in Vegas, so I wish her fortune and happiness-she’ll be in a much better place than I. I had a great time at the party, I fell asleep early.

 There are tons more pictures of our festivities on Rachel’s blog, r24u.com

Summer’s been really fucking boring so far, other than Rachel’s bash I haven’t done shit. Fortunately, I’ll be going to K.C. on Friday with Pops, so I’ll get to see my awesome Boilermaker buddy Tom, and Sean, the all-powerful-non-believer-of-zombies. Also, next month my ass is off to Boston to see the Sox play, rape Dustin Pedroia in a nightclub, get crunk, and see the sights. It’ll be my first time on a plane. =]

I’ve really been wanting to blog lately, but I’ve been at a loss for anything to say; which is probably caused by the fact that I’ve been sitting at home doing absolutely nothing. That aside, while sitting around in my newfound self-contemplative state of mind, I’ve noticed that I’m becoming much more visually-oriented as of late, as opposed to verbally-oriented, which is how I’ve been for years. I dunno. Irony of ironies, I have nothing more to say on that for now.

I didn’t think it possible, but lately I’ve lost what little faith I had left in people. I was strongly considering taking Vincent back, but after telling me he wanted to be good to me and improve himself, he went out, got drunk and fucked a slut we know. What’s even worse, I could respect it if he slept with someone better-looking than me, [which he would be VERY hard-pressed to find, I mean, look at me] but no, she’s fucking hideous. As a result, I’m now disgusted at the very thought of him and I won’t be attending the birthday party of one of my friends because the fugly skank will undoubtedly be there. It never ceases to amaze me how whenever everything seems to be cool, someone says to themself, “What’s this? Nifty’s life is going well? She’s HAPPY? NO!I won’t stand for this shit! I’m fucking this up!!” And they proceed to ruin my fun time. I realize, that’s life. But nonetheless, such happenings have driven me to be a recluse yet again. The only people I’ve seen lately are Makayla and Miranda, and Vincent when I needed a favor. Other than that I’ve been sitting around my house, Myspacing, listening to Psychopathic and looking out my window, cursing the outside world for being so sunshine-y and cheerful all the goddamn time. I did, however, get a really rad UnderOATH shirt for, like, ten bucks at Hot Topic. Just trying to look for the bright side to my shitty existence, however tiny compared to the suffocatingly dismal majority of it all.

In case you haven’t noticed, this is my Emo Kid Post #1. In reality, everything in my life is alright-it’s summer, so I have no reponsibilities, I’m attractive and relatively healthy, I have a nice computer, music, a dog, a loving parent, and all that nice shit. But as with any emo kid, at the moment that just doesn’t seem enough. And isn’t that the core of being “emo”- having what most people would deem necessary to be happy, and yet whining like a little bitch because one or two minor things aren’t how you want them? Oh, wait..that’s not emo. That’s being an American teenager. Have you ever noticed what fucking pussies Americans are? Everything can be fine and dandy, but if we fall and get a scrape on our knee it’s the end of the fucking world and we may as well kill ourselves. Jesus.

Here’s my bitch for the day:

I’m fucking gorgeous. I’m not fat, I’m kinda lacking in the tit department but I’ve got a great ass, I’m nice enough unless you’re a piece of shit, I’m smart, I’m going places, and I can be a great listener. However, despite all of this, I find myself fucked over by the one person I’ve ever loved and ever will love. I gave him everything, and he decided worthless sluts were more important. Now that he’s crushed me and had his fun, he chose to come back and say, “Oh baby, I’m so sorry. That was a stupid mistake, I’m sorry. I still love you, I never meant to hurt you. It won’t happen again, I’m sorry.” What the fuck ever. You can’t “not mean” to do something that big and then “not realize you were hurting someone”. NO ONE is that retarded.

And, one of my friends refuses to listen to my constant insistence that she’s beautiful. She doesn’t pay attention worth a shit, so she’s completely oblivious to the fact that I would get up at three in the goddamn morning, run barefoot all the way to her house and eat a slug if she asked me to. Instead of opening her eyes enough to notice that I’m borderline-obsessed with her, she wastes her time with guys who use her, little to her realization.

Humans will never cease to amaze me.