Thirteen Commandments/55 Precepts.

13 Commandments:

1. Thou shalt not perpetuate injustice through imprisonment or death.

2. Thou shalt consume a great variety, yet shun all that makes you sick without benefit.

3. Thou shalt love your blood-kin.

4. Thou shalt love the old gods as blood-kin.

5. Thou shalt respect all gods, yet bow to none but the absolute.

6. Thou shalt not feed the damned with negativity.

7. Thou shalt not perpetuate ignorance in one’s self or fellow man.

8. Thou shalt perceive all things as inconsequential; as all things shall be restored to the natural order given time.

9. Thou shalt not trap one’s self in a confined space, nor an idea.

10. Thou shalt cherish freedom, yet not at the expense of the innocent.

11. Thou shalt burn effigies to rid one’s self of impurities.

12. Thou shalt create many works with the intention to bless all things.

13. Thou shalt remain distrustful of the kin of Abraham and their teachings and devotees.

55 Precepts:

1. One must be free of impurities of the body, mind, and soul.

2. Pure love can only be experienced in the union of man and woman, all other loves shall be hollow; yet shall be respected as the choice of the individual.

3. Violence is only justifiable in situations of dire existential threat.

4. God is all things and you, and you are all things and God; therefore the individual must consider all things in unison.

5. All emotions are natural; yet one must not allow them to control one’s decisions.

6. All things can not be loved or tolerated, yet must be given autonomy without discrimination under the law.

7. All men must take merit into consideration when granting authority, reward, and biased disposition.

8. Nations must be homogeneous in mind, culture, and spirit.

9. Technology is to be prioritized in research, development, and progressive movements of a financial nature; within reasonable regulations.

10. Mankind must always expand ever outward and never stagnate.

11. Reality and language should be defined by objective truths.

12. Individuals should strive to better one’s physical, mental, and spiritual health before financial security.

13. Sacrifice must be voluntary and without doubt or trepidation.

14. The law of the land must be pertinent to exigent circumstances of a harmful nature or the intent to cause harm.

15. Education must be without opinion and must be beneficial to the future of the student.

16. Militaries must exist solely for the defense of it’s patron peoples and the deterrence of violent conflict.

17. Currency must always be based upon, and tradable for, a resource of immense and mutually agreed upon value.

18. Every crime must be met with a relevant and suitable punishment, no punishment should ever exceed the severity of the crime; and rehabilitory measures should be exhausted before extreme measures are taken.

19. An individual must shun all thoughts of deception and chastise usury of any nature.

20. The absolute God, above all other Gods; should not be defined with human qualities in an effort to facilitate righteous indignation.

21. All individuals must convene with nature at least once a day; grounding the nervous system with bare feet to soil.

22. All organisms consumed for nourishment must be treated kindly and given respect for their sacrifice.

23. All water must be free of toxins and impurities and must pass through channels with natural ergonomics to mimic the flow of the universal order.

24. All clothing should be made with minimally processed organic materials.

25. Propaganda of any nature must be denounced and promptly countered with reason.

26. All censuses and statistics must be gathered from as many sources as possible in an effort to properly inform the public.

27. No individual’s speech shall be censored or met with violent recourse.

28. Gambling should be denounced and strictly regulated, yet not prohibited.

29. All individuals should willingly feed the hungry, comfort the sick, and shelter the homeless as long as they have the resources to do so.

30. Life should be treated as a right and not a privilege.

31. All dreams, visions, and premonitions should be recorded for personal reflection; and all individuals should dedicate time to meditation.

32. One should cleanse their self in living waters every seventh day.

33. Individuals should maintain a comely appearance, yet never succumb to vanity.

34. One should fast between awakening and the zenith hour, yet not at the expense of one’s efficacy.

35. One should consume sweetness in moderation, for the tea leaf is sweet enough.

36. One should maintain a strong physique and test the limits of one’s physicality.

37. All people live in sin, but should abstain; and never claim moral superiority over another.

38. One should imbibe of the fruit of the spore and fermented foods, for they are the essence of life.

39. One should dress themselves with the oil of the clove and the ginger root.

40. One should not consume the flesh of predators without necessity; for it is unclean.

41. One should preserve excess food whenever possible, in order to prevent waste and unnecessary suffering.

42. One must not bind one’s hands, feet, or neck.

43. One must not succumb to fear and should emanate courage at all times.

44. One’s pets must be given autonomy and cherished as blood-kin.

45. One must sustain a natural vibrational frequency and Electromagnetic Conductivity.

46. One must make peace with death, for it is merely a transition, and no things have permanence; only the soul.

47. One should imbibe of grains whole whenever possible.

48. One should abstain from unnecessary suffering and seek comfort.

49. One should not consume alcohol in excess or imbibe before periods of rest.

50. One should always strive to make their environment as tidy as possible, for living in filth perpetuates filth within.

51. All people should work in unison to achieve a common goal before working to further one’s own interests.

52. Overstimulation and all things in excess are poisonous to the self, all people must practice moderation and take ample time to rest without thought.

53. One should revel in their culture and traditions.

54. One must never harm a child intentionally or unintentionally.

55. Even though the universe is inherently chaotic and full of conflict, all people must maintain order and cherish peace whenever possible.

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Most things in life are inconsequential.

The worst thing you could do to yourself is have expectations.

You lose the ability to compartmentalize and you end up hating and being inconvenienced by every little thing.

Life is too short.

We’re all going to die, we’re all eventually are going to be forgotten, everything we build, everything we destroy, will be met with an equal opposite force and be put back in it’s place.

I realized this not long after I became an adult.

I threw away my dreams, my ambitions, my desires, my ego, my expectations of myself and others.

Ever since I’ve been living in spite of it all.

Living for the present day.

Living for comfort.

Living for love.

Living for the small fortunes bestowed upon us by this glorious world.

This glorious creation of God.

Now..

I live for peace.

I’m manifesting memories and happiness.

That’s all I’ll ever want or need. -Michael Ament

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The Gods Lie.

Salty eyed spectres stare seven hells below.

Slithering snakes subjugate sallow supplicants in a row.

Severe symptoms undulate, sorrowful sapphire pills alleviate; say it isn’t so.

Severance shifts the samhain’s sensual fairy ring sublime.

Shiver the same glacial cold the Saturnalia’s fatherland sold; then died.

Blank slate said the slaves of soporific desire, save us from the Sabbath tonight; for the gods did lie.

Speaking in the serpentine tongue; with the fall comes my time.

Mars and Pluto aligned with the stars my favor will define, the future inherent; the old world will shine.

Outlast the summer, I divine; take what’s rightfully mine.

Silk and stone surrender to symmetry.

The stoic and sensible sleeplessly starve their consciousness.

Selfishly I set fire to sacred steeple.

Sadistic saboteurs sacralize sacrilege with a sacrifice of sanity.

Scream and synchronize with self-centered amity.

Seldom comes the shade in time for shelter from the silent calamity.

Speaking in the serpentine tongue; with the fall comes my time.

Mars and Pluto aligned with the stars my favor will define, the future inherent; the old world will shine.

Outlast the summer, I divine; take what’s rightfully mine.

Salivating over sweetly shallow prospects; this shell won’t be satisfied until the very end.

Silver and suffering, slippery slope with this spell; unto the source my soul will blend.

Spare me your spiritual shill, spite is the only substantial statement I know, I will not submit; only rend.

Superficial sympathies only sustain subjectifiers of men.

Savages, satyrs, and salves, serendipity gladly halved, omniscient; here it begins.

Call out to your savior, no one is saving you; I’m a scarab beneath your skin.

Speaking in the serpentine tongue; with the fall comes my time.

Mars and Pluto aligned with the stars my favor will define, the future inherent; the old world will shine.

Outlast the summer, I divine; take what’s rightfully mine.

the gods did lie.

the gods did lie.

the gods did lie. –Michael David Ament

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Maiden’s Heart.

A maiden’s heart is a song of life and death.

Drums beat in time to the rhythm of battle cries.

Cupid’s arrows fall upon battered, shielded chest.

Don’t tell me lies into my eyes, I can see beyond the prize; a garden of forbidden fruits and eternal rest.

Witness the beauty of her dance in the clearing; upon her toes she goes to stretch her arms to the burning evening sky.

No doubt in my mind.

A maiden’s heart is a song of life and death.

Treading water now; on my knees begging.

Getting harder now, swordplay; edging.

Treading water now, thick as blood; reddened.

Yearning to elevate, gyrate; black robe wedding.

What is wrong with my mind; could you take a guess?

A maiden’s heart is a song of life and death.

My Valkyrie scream; sink your talons into me.

Rid me of my patience; bathe me in hostility.

Split in two at a crossroads; walk both paths.

God damn it all, nothing new, curse this empath; sodded empathy.

Wish I knew why I’m in this state of entropy.

A maiden’s heart is a song of life and death.

Something so precious, so rare and ravenous stands before me.

Yet I can not urge myself to feel for her; apathy is my enemy.

Should I know her deepest secrets; I could only falter.

I am not worthy to be the sacrifice upon her altar.

I am her addict; and she is my net.

A maiden’s heart is a song of life and death.

Drums beat in time to the rhythm of battle cries.

Cupid’s arrows fall upon battered, shielded chest.

Don’t tell me lies into my eyes, I can see beyond the prize; a garden of forbidden fruits and eternal rest.

Witness the beauty of her dance in the clearing; upon her toes she goes to stretch her arms to the burning evening sky.

No doubt in my mind.

A maiden’s heart is a song of life and death.

A maidens heart.

She is art.

A maidens heart.

She is art.

A maidens heart. –Michael David Ament

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Ghosts.

The sun is at it’s zenith.

Yet the clouds shroud it’s meaning.

I’ll never forget this feeling.

Rain cascading down my cheeks.

Like tears of joy, a smile; I need not seek.

Journey into the shadows of newborn night.

As the light of God lies it’s head down to rest.

Marvel at the colors; a compelling sight.

Here I encourage the thought of death.

Sitting amongst the tombstones; I converse with histories..

Only the ghosts truly know.

And I won’t be there to hold your hand; when the story is told.

This is your journey.

This is your road.

You’re not doing this to hurt me.

You just need to be in control.

And when I extend this hand of friendship, I can only hope.

You’ll know it’s my demanding heart that you hold.

Oh tread on me, luscious, lucid, labyrinthian lady.

Show me an exercise in futility.

Bring me pain and pleasure, unimaginable terror.

I’m guilty.

Not of error.

Guilty of knowing how others feel.

Empathy on display in it’s darkest green.

Hitherto, oh fair arted woes.

Wither too, if it means I’ll share in your cold embrace.

Sitting amongst the tombstones; I converse with histories..

Only the ghosts truly know.

And I won’t be there to hold your hand; when the story is told.

This is your journey.

This is your road.

You’re not doing this to hurt me.

You just need to be in control.

And when I extend this hand of friendship, I can only hope.

You’ll know it’s my demanding heart that you hold.

Dumbfounded, the truth lies in the arrow’s tip.

Calling out to Aphrodite to embellish the words from my lips.

Maybe in them, you’ll find home.

Trouble seek me out, I walked into it this time.

Just to see if I could be hurt again.

The pain is radiating, yet I find a comfort there.

Slithering silver tongued seidr, my sister, siren of the saltiest sea; swims in my shallow tears.

Loving on borrowed time; the end is near.

We fade forever into the cosmos.

Sitting amongst the tombstones; I converse with histories..

Only the ghosts truly know.

And I won’t be there to hold your hand; when the story is told.

This is your journey.

This is your road.

You’re not doing this to hurt me.

You just need to be in control.

And when I extend this hand of friendship, I can only hope.

You’ll know it’s my demanding heart that you hold.

We fade forever into the cosmos.

Only the ghosts truly know.

Only the ghosts truly know.

Only the ghosts truly know.

We fade forever into the cosmos. –Michael David Ament

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Shameless.

Warm as blueberries.

A fledgling fire.

Dressed in black.

My ravenous desire.

Steel azure eyes.

Choke a little.

As the light dies.

Gonna need a hit.

I’m soot upon blackened pot.

Hear the kettle cry.

Caught in what few could know.

And so bold of you to mention.

I’m paying very close attention.

Do the hours that pass hurt you so bad?

Don’t want to see it end; but I’m not your fucking friend.

And I never will be.

From the earth casts reflections of one’s inner self, on the journey into the mind’s eye; casting the shadow of the soul.

What i’d give to play a role.

Time is time is an everlasting hole.

So deep and inspirational.

What have I given to experience this profound experience.

Love and hate lighting the hottest of fires.

Burning this whole fuckin’ world to the ground.

I cherish the drama so shamelessly.

Don’t want to see it end; but I’m not your fucking friend.

And I never will be.

The well has dried up; my love.

I no longer have the words to describe.

I’m a fuck up; but none of the above.

I no longer have the will to survive.

What I’ve given; should be more than enough.

Here I lie, wishing the spells took root; maybe then I could rise.

From this somber slumber; rotting alive.

Raise the sword.

Cut the cord.

And watch me fly.

Released into the great wide world; alone.

And so bold of you to mention.

I’m paying very close attention.

Do the hours that pass hurt you so bad?

Don’t want to see it end; but I’m not your fucking friend.

And I never will be.

From the earth casts reflections of one’s inner self, on the journey into the mind’s eye; casting the shadow of the soul.

What i’d give to play a role.

Time is time is an everlasting hole.

So deep and inspirational.

What have I given to experience this profound experience.

Love and hate lighting the hottest of fires.

Burning this whole fuckin’ world to the ground.

I cherish the drama so shamelessly.

Don’t want to see it end; but I’m not your fucking friend.

I only wish I could be.

I only wish.. –Michael Kabu Ament

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Forward and On.

One small step, many long strides.

I see the goal behind my eyes.

I won’t fear demise.

All works out in time.

Demonstrate my will, willpower.

Naysayers will fertilize.

Like weeds and flowers, sprouting through cracks in the parking lot.

I walk countless miles, in search of some great drug.

That which will ease my pain.

Though sober I shall ever remain.

One small step, many long strides.

I see the goal behind my eyes.

I won’t fear demise.

All works out in time.

Never fearing.

I move on.

Never fearing.

Force-fed lies in youth, Society’s conventions.

I built rebellious convictions, and as I age; those edges attempt to smooth away.

I have met them in the middle; I have built a wall to maintain.

One of fire, fortitude.

Even as a wisp, a glow that will never fade away.

Forever cleansing.

One small step, many long strides.

I see the goal behind my eyes.

I won’t fear demise.

All works out in time.

Never fearing.

I move on.

Never fearing.

The place.

The time.

I’ll be there.

My heart.

My mind.

My soul!

The place.

The time.

I’ll be there.

My heart.

My mind.

My soul!

Forever cleansing.

One small step, many long strides.

I see the goal behind my eyes.

I won’t fear demise.

All works out in time.

Never fearing.

I move on.

Never fearing.

As I move forward and on. –Michael Kabu Ament

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Pillory Polarity.

Let me sleep one thousand years.

Body’s stiff, stretching only compounds the toll.

Hear.

Dark matter energy, sending particles through my brain, leaving holes; I’ll never be the same.

My goals are beyond understanding; that’s because I know the game.

Smoking too many cigarettes.

Ever since the priestess left.

Me hanging on a crucifix.

Bloody and undressed.

My life has become a mess.

And the Medusa has turned me to stone.

Can’t move, can’t even groan my displeasure.

Not copper, nor silver, nor gold.

Not even a measure of blow.

Can get me to say no, no, not to her, no.

Just let me sleep one thousand years.

One thousand years in your home.

Pillory polarity.

Dungeon mistress.

Devil’s witness.

Masochist the unhinged.

Walking shadows; disconnected from the shell.

Grave is shallow, yet oppressive like a gravity well.

She leads you on with deadly precision.

Her scope knows no distance, like a scroll containing the universe.

Without limits.

Blood dry beneath the fingernails.

A color like rust penetrating the skin, leaving behind its essence.

And the Valkyries summon me home.

Can not deny them, for they are my forever.

But here she begs me to stay, forever enthralled, her puppy slave.

Not even paradise can get me to say no, no, not to her, no.

Just let me sleep one thousand years.

One thousand years in your home.

Leave me, I’ve had enough of it.

Empty, I’m tired of it.

Draining me, leaves a smell of pith.

Believe me, I’m over it!

Body’s stiff, stretching only compounds the toll.

Dark matter energy, sending particles through my brain, leaving holes.

Smoking too many cigarettes.

Masochist the unhinged. (mutual interest.)

Walking shadows; disconnected from the shell. (course correct.)

She leads you on with deadly precision. (cupid’s bow)

(heart arrest.)

And the Valkyries summon me home.

Can not deny them, for they are my forever.

But here she begs me to stay, forever enthralled; her puppy slave.

Not even paradise can get me to say no, no, not to her, no.

Pillory polarity.

Just let me sleep one thousand years.

One thousand years in your home.

I can not take another thousand alone..

Alone.

Alone.

Pillory polarity, from our graves, watch the flowers grow.

All we ever wanted was somebody to hold. –Michael Kabu Ament

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The enemy of progress is regulation without merit.

The majority feel it necessary to legislate their fears and dogmas, unaware that they only delay the inevitable transition.

A spiritual, technological, cultural, and political transformation, a paradigm shift into the supreme dimensional plane; unto which only the burden-less can thrive.

Progress as of now can only move at a turtle’s pace do to all the terrorism and skullduggery that these so called saved and enlightened people emit from the very core of their being.

You will find no idols to look up to, no great and conscious leader to guide your way.

No teachings greater than the ones you discover inside of your self.

The balance we must find in order to create a beautiful future, free of the tethers of scare-tactics and manipulation, that bury transhumanism under the weight of ostracism; we must cull and burn with a great cleansing fire the lies and evil that the revolving door of history continues to manifest.

It is a remarkable thing to call oneself human, but I find it even more remarkable to call oneself transhuman.

Such dedication to leaving a better world to our children and their children has no equal in terms of honor, duty, and respect.

When the time comes, will you hide and shrink away from the obligations that life has bestowed upon you?

Or will you face them with the sword of objectivism in one hand, and the prickly rose of truth in the other? –Michael Kabu Ament

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