Got the news this morning that my brother passed away. He had terminal cancer and nursing him 24/7 wore me to a frazzle, landing me in emergency with anaphilactic shock as of the 6th of June. I was in intensive care, bed ridden and in an oxygen bubble until I could breathe properly on my own. I could not speak for all the intubations and on a drip I was allergic to. I was transferred to Freiburg, where I collapsed during therapy in their intensive care. By this time I was able to speak again and explained that I take a particularly violent reaction to sunflower oil, among other things. It was in the drip so they took me off it, but I had a bitch of a time getting properly fed. I lost 30 kilos in the ordeal, my legs purple and peeling. That's when the head doctor finally put me on antihistamine. They sent me home a couple of days earlier to give Bro my farewell. He was in morphine limbo so all I could do is hold his hand. As of July 20th I'm off to rehab for 3 weeks in some remote clinic in the High Black Forest. When I get back I have to pack up my belongings and find a new place before the end of September. God knows if I will find one. I can only hope. Keep well my friends.
Wednesday, 15 July 2026
Wednesday, 21 January 2026
The Medical Idiot Farm
Don't ask me what it is, but the past weeks have been on the escalating decent into hell. Picked up some kind of infection doing a number on my digestion as if it isn't bad enough being allergic to most things the regular folk take for normal. In Germany it's a nightmare of bureaucracy until you get through all the lengths of required testing when a bacteriological blood sample is the only real way to find it. I'm home caring my brother after he's gone through the kind of cancer surgery that would have killed most and up to my eyeballs in his bureaucracy as well, that aside from all the scammers looking for opportunity...but quite frankly, I'm grateful this isn't America of anything to do with it. For that you have my condolences.
Tuesday, 16 December 2025
Clutching at Straws
While some nefarious potheads are raking in the coals of their pipe dreams on the mass media, let's not oversimplify the odds of causality. The mystery of lost utopia may inspire grand illusions, but given the circumstances, largely depends on adaptability, and not necessarily conquest or selective breeding. Many an advanced culture came and went as randomly as seeds in the wind Albeit industrial or domestic; there is no one size fits all. Each had its own challenges. that despite all elaborate designs, inevitably ended with that fundamental question of fight or flight. Change is continuity.
When two remote cultures take to erecting pyramids that doesn't make them related. Pyramids are the simplest form of architecture that isn't going to fall over if you increase its size. One culture used it to shelter sacred cenotes, while for the other, served as grand memorials to their dynasties. Some used pictograms to illustrate while others reduced it down to simple symbols or strokes. These were usually nomads and traders that got around with little time to make an oil painting of it, except on some rock face.
Ancient stone rows don't necessarily have some deeper significance other than simplify the hunting of herds. Conversely, stone circles doesn't make their builders astronomers. They observed the skies to make a calendar of the seasons. In that regard the Pleiades marked the glad year half.
If you really want to understand the past, imagine a world without your modern conveniences and stop taking too much for granted.
Saturday, 1 November 2025
The curiouser, the curiouser…
Sunday, 14 September 2025
Vulcan Thought Police
Tuesday, 9 September 2025
Too Much Ado About Atlantis
Romanticists like to believe Atlantis actually existed before the alleged great flood; an esoteric utopia of super humans from which all civilization allegedly spawned. From the Russian perspective, there is Tartaria, and from the American; Ignatius Donnally’s flights of fantasy, trying to assume the Mayans and Egyptians had anything to do with each other. Then there’s Helena Blavatsky’s Secret Doctrine of some genealogically white master race. The list of esoterics that followed this trend is endless to this day, with people like Graham Hancock trying to assume some magical cosmic connection between every megalithic build he can find, oblivious to the undertones of colonizer supremacism that motivates this fantasy. All the symptoms of classical old school imperialism.
Friday, 5 September 2025
Welcome to Dystopia - your final home
Science says the Y chromosome is slowly disappearing. Then there’s people like Musk trying to breed himself a workforce to do his bidding, to colonize a dying world that didn’t make it far as a biome, being too close to a major Kirkwood gap. For all the cataclysms, it lacks the fluid dynamics for terraforming to even be sustainable. That’s aside the fact that encapsulated ecosystems also tend to fail without a dynamic microbiology.
Then there’s the new agers who want to believe in some Atlantean utopia of supreme beings, if not surreptitiously bred by whatever aliens. Some even claim to receive cosmic messages from stars only just formed from the incongruous masses of cosmic gases and dust. By now, enough has been discovered around our planet to tangibly trace each and every track record of human culture back to its simian origins. Say nothing that the ancient aliens tripe has no idea just how vast a light year is, let alone the temporality effects of going light speed. Yet we still have these delusionals clinging onto old school imperial thought like it’s a new drug vis-a-vis religion. If there’s any truth to the stories about the “Grays”, I have my suspicions that they’re the cloned throwbacks from a likely future of human extinction.
Get a real life, get therapy.




