To understand the human mind, especially its limitations, all you have to do is go to gaiam.com. These folks would have you believe that spiritual development is just a matter of buying the right products...

“ Be an active participant in your unique journey through life. These non-traditional items offer a fresh perspective on who we are and how we can reach our true potential.”

Can we reach our true potential through consuming the right products? We have been told, by all the great Masters, that the biggest road-block to spiritual development is material possessions... Man cannot serve two masters... so, you have to choose whether you want a new Cadillac or to sing with the Angelic Choir in Heaven... whether you want to grovel before the Golden Calf or God. You have to grovel, that goes without saying, grovelling is probably the single most important requirement for Salvation... “Shut the fuck up, and get down on your knees, motherfucker!”

Meanwhile, you have to buy products that are “friendly to the Environment.” Biodegradable, organic, all-natural, and 100% cotton or wool. This is a key requirement for spiritual development, as are products made by native peoples, women, and the handicapped...

 The idea of flying incense or a string of beads halfway around the world, for your well-being, is delightfully perverse. Only a very kinky individual would consider this the path to anything other than self-gratification. “Hey, check out my moonstone ring, man, it was made in Tibet by a holy dude.” When I hear this stuff uttered by some jerk-off who is “concerned” about all the “key” issues, I just have to laugh.

Think about the absurdity of “Shopping your way to Nirvana.” Check out your mind!

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to tell you that you have to renounce everything (money, sex, drugs and alcohol, possessions, etc.) to find the doorway to Paradise, or see God. Most of you will never see God, or find Paradise. You’ll be lucky if you find a little happiness or peace of mind. What is the rate of descent of a human life? One minute your popping zits and the next moment you’re dead. I shit you not. And, then what happens? Nobody really knows for sure...

But, trust me, its a fact: You are going to be dead before you even know it.

Can you really help the planet by buying an organic cotton tee? I guess if you believe you are helping the planet it will make you feel better about yourself... that can’t be a bad thing. Even better would be: a tee that’s made out of recycled garbage.

“Hey man, your tee shirt smells a little funny.”

I read an article about how austerity is becoming the “ultimate fashion statement,” but austerity doesn’t come cheap. To do it right is going to take lots of $$$. You’ll need one of those renovated lofts in the artsy section of the city, all new furniture, a new wardrobe, the latest high-tech gadgets, and an electric car or bicycle. Less is more - so you are going to have to pay a higher price for it!

Don’t forget the vegetarian diet... throw lots of $$$ at your food and it will become way more palatable... put lots of nuts, mushrooms, and cheese on it... and don’t forget the sauces. And, have a collection of exotic teas. The more you pay for them the cooler they are.

“Would you care for a cup of Chocolate Tibetan Chai?”
“Oh yeah, it’s the same stuff the ancient masters used to drink.”

Let words like, “Peruvian Cotton” roll off your tongue. Cotton blends are so ghetto. As are bright colors and chaotic patterns. For the enlightened, follow the fashion advice of Confucius: stay with conservative colors and styles. And, please, forget about that “bling” shit. Lao Tzu wouldn’t be caught dead with a big dollar-sign necklace, or a Mercedes Benz logo. That is just too tacky for words.

The modern-day monk has an electric bicycle, but calls a cab whenever he needs to.

My absolute favorite is the commuter train. This means of transportation allows you to get out there and rub shoulders with other people who are going to and from their daily activities. If they notice you it means you are dressed too well, or you are staring at them too hard. Ideally, they should feel sorry for you and be willing to give you a dollar if you asked them for it. If they ask you for money you should reflect of what it is you are doing wrong... you certainly aren’t “austere” enough.

Now you are on the path to austerity - just get out your debit card and rock out with your cock out! Pretty soon this will lead to well-being, and eventually to realizing your fullest potential. The whole trick is to realize that it takes lots of $$$ to live the simple life... poor people will find it beyond their reach. But to the “chosen few” anything is possible - especially consuming your way to enlightenment!

Meditate well on this lesson, Grasshopper.

I am only one person, but I am one person.  I cannot do everything, but I will do what I can.

All you can do is put one foot in front of the other and keep moving toward your goal. You have to Live the Dream. In order to do that you have to see a vision of the future that you like. That’s the problem, most people don’t visualize a future that they like. Their vision frightens them so they drag their feet hoping that everything will stay the same, but it can’t — everything is in a constant state of change. The Universe is fluctuating!

The real challenge is to surf the waves of the fluctuating Universe. For this you need nerves of steel, and a very cool head. Some people say you have to be born with these things. Maybe that’s true. But, until we find out if it really is, all we can do is what we can.

What if everything is a matter of genetics and you are defective?

What if you weren’t met to live in the present and some miracle of modern science has put you here?

You can embrace that reality if you want, and that’s what you’re doing everytime you grab onto some bogus theory... but, Jesus man, how is that going to help you or the world?

What you really need to do is pull your head out of your ass and take part in the March of Progress. You are only one person, so make that person count for something....

Agent Smith: “Why do you keep fighting when you know you are going to lose?”
Neo: “Because we choose!”

We have CHOSEN to enter the TRANCE and transport ourselves in and out of the REALM.
When we do this we are withdrawing our PLASMA from the System.
We move through the world like ghosts, phantoms in the night, we are the Ghost in the Machine.
To exist in the REALM we require our own community.
Discipline * Community * Action!

It is appropriate for us:
to be firm in our resolve,
to be fanatical in our beliefs,
and deliberate in our actions.
And, above all, to realize that mental attitude and MINDSET are of the utmost importance.

MINDSET, or mental attitude, is of the utmost importance.
Without MINDSET we are nothing,
cosmic emissions drifting nowhere,
powerless against the foe...
Our PLASMA must take a solid form: atomic restructuring,
adapting to each situation in the present moment...
It behooves a warrior to be fanatical in his beliefs, and deliberate in his actions.

What we have in life that we can count on is who we believe we are,
and our connection to the SOURCE... the driving power of the Universe,
For better or worse, that is what we have to sustain us in our endeavors,
to buttress us in our darker moments, and to remind us of our identity.
Without these things we are cast adrift in a tumultuous sea.

We are wrong in thinking that success alone is the measure of our worth in the service of the Light.
We are wrong in fleeing our mistakes as if they mark us a failure.
It is not as simple as that.
All men and women experience success and failure,
and their tally at death does not necessarily determine their worth in life.
It is trying that matters most.
It is giving the effort and the heart that lends value.
It is making sacrifices.
Someone has to take responsibility - Someone has to be there.

We are outsiders in a world that lacks any real comprehension of our service,
and we will struggle on mostly alone and largely unappreciated until our lives are ended.
This simple truth should be cause for our greatest joy.
We should take comfort from the idea that we do battle with GIANTS.
That we are the last real heroes on a planet that has been emasculated.
EsLiHeYar - all glory to EsLi!

Some might say that our ideals are antiquated,
that they have no validity in the modern world,
but they are mistaken because what is really obsolete is the idea of individuality,
that "it's every man for himself" in a "dog-eat-dog" world.
Our world is on the brink of destruction because of man's egotism and selfishness,
which the Enemy easily manipulates...
And, unless this foolish behavior is modified,
it looks very much like the Enemy will end up destroying both the planet and the human race.

Our beliefs, ideals, philosophy, and world outlook are not for the broad masses,
they are only for those who are disposed to accept them.
Those men and women who can clearly see, with unclouded vision,
that an alternative is needed to the System that the Enemy has constructed
to promote mindless consumerism at the expense all that is holy,
and implement the exploitation of human beings for the profit of those who possess wealth and power.

A TRANCER has "unplugged" himself from the soul-sucking mechanism
that the few have created to enslave the many.
A TRANCER is a free man and refuses to live as a slave,
a cipher, or a cog in the machine.
In this sense, he is the last hope of humanity,
and that makes him truly dangerous.

We have become TRANCERS because we CHOOSE
to fight the Enemy of humanity,
to strive for an UPLIFTED human condition,
to enter the GOLDEN CIRCLE,
to serve EsLi - the God of the REALM!

May our MINDSET be as hard as steel and as brilliant as a diamond!

The armies will fight on, warriors will engage in individual combat,
The night sky will be lit up by exploding ordnance...
Confusion and terror will reign supreme - it’s the nature of the beast,
But, the outcome is already decided and we are undone,
This has all happened before, in the Circle of Time;

Only Zor dares to look up...
And tomorrow the Enemy builds more slave pens,
For men and women who believe they are free,
Day after day, the conquered will discover
How life can sometimes be worse than death;

What has undone us?
We have traded what was possible for lies and half truths,
And convinced ourselves that what we were doing was right,
We have failed to listen to the voices that mattered,
We have failed to heed the warnings that counted,
We have been betrayed at every turn;

There is the one question that remains:
Are we still, in the ways that matter, warriors for Truth?
Do we possess courage and strength of will in sufficient measure,
That they will sustain us in the struggle that lies ahead?
We cannot tell, cannot know without putting ourselves to the test.

By transporting ourselves to the REALM we will discover,
How much remains to us of the power that was once ours.
It might not be enough to save us...
Or, restore us to greatness,
But we hope that it might be enough to destroy the Enemy who has undone us.

Sometimes, payback is a bitch!
But, what goes around comes around,
It does not seem too much to ask.
In truth, it does not seem half enough.
With slow, measured steps, we must move forward once more.

Death waits in the shadows....

Of supreme importance is the Trancer’s weapon… whatever course you embark on, whatever thrill you seek, man O man, you need a first class weapon. "First Class" means no expense spared, state-of-the-art, look out kid it’s something you did, knock ‘em dead, kick ass weapon!

The center is what you do. It has always been thus. That’s why you can’t be a wannabe Trancer. If it was how you look you might as well paint yourself blue and dye your hair white or bright yellow. But you can’t do that because looks are superfluous - in fact, if you care about shit like this you are not a Trancer.

Possessions do not a Trancer make. You can have all the high-tech stuff, you can bark at the moon, you can slice mucho melons, and then what? You need the Trance, to slide in and out of the realm, to be where you are with all your plasma. Zzzzzt - bang you’re dead!

Someone asks about the "hood" - ain’t no fucking "hood". Old style G, looking for the hard ride, low balling it up in a punk. That punk be you white boy. All wannabes are the stuff that punks are made of. The worm turns… pull the hood way up over your mug and disappear up your own ass.

The POWER rides with me. I move, it moves. Like a wave… I am riding it. Its power is behind me. Can you dig it? Get in your Lexus and do a drive-by on the local McDonald’s - what do I care? I got the POWER, your brain gets stuffed into the shredder.

Where are you from? I am from the SOURCE! If you knew the Source you would recognize me. There are powers in the Universe that you do not recognize because you can’t comprehend them. Better get a Jesus tattoo, and wear a cross. Or, better yet, a dollar sign encrusted with cubic zirconia… and, check this out: They wear baggy clothes, not to hide guns, or drugs, or big dicks, but because they are wearing the clothes their daddy left in the closet.

You miss your daddy, don’t you Crawler?

But, forget about him and think about your mother… now there’s a fat ass! Flabby to the max… and the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. She was played out even before she took the cock. And, I would bet you take after her.

Beware lest you become played out too!

Think - with all your capacity - concentrate, and don’t hold back. The fireworks are going off somewhere. You need to enter the REALM and find out where, you need to slide and ride, and for that you need a Erste Klasse Waffen (First Class Weapon).

Don’t break the CIRCLE!

We’re talking an album here, it’s a base that needs to be covered. You need to fill your mind with high energy music - it’s the key to the trance. Trancers operate in another dimension of thought. It’s an alien dimension that has little or nothing to do with the way “ordinary” people think. My bet is that you can’t even conceive of the way we think. You think that this leads to that, but you have committed an error. This is all there is - fuck that!

To enter into the Trance means that you leave all this rock-a-day-johnnie shit behind, all the knee jerk reaction to catch-phrases that have been implanted in your mind to sell dish liquid and world peace. A Trancer doesn’t give a fuck about these things. You can keep your Jesus, and your little pink houses... none of that makes my dick hard.

Why ask why? The world works the way it works. America, yeah, some white guys came over here and killed off all the Indians and took the country over. What of it? It’s over. It’s too late to go out with Nichole Simpson, or Sharon Tate... no need to get all self-righteous about it, history was made by some seriously brutal motherfuckers. Now the pencilnecks will occupy themselves for an eternity trying to clean it all up. Turn up the music!

Nothing really matters. Except what you want to matter. You can be and do anything you want in this world, so why choose to be a worm? You worship what you lack. You fear that vacuum because you know something is going to fill it. What do you think that is going to be? It’s probably going to be your worst nightmare!

Fuck all that goody-goody shit! You do what you do because that’s who you are. You can’t escape yourself. You want to change the world? Good, then do it! Don’t pay lip service to concepts that don’t suit you. My prescription is: enter the Trance. Become a Trancer, and zombie on down the road. You don’t need to think, you need to do.

Let’s explore some concepts, starting with war and peace. Struggle is the natural condition of life. Everything that is alive has to struggle to survive and evolve. Anything outside of this is UNNATURAL. War is the continuation of correct survival policies BY OTHER MEANS. If something is in your way, acting as a barrier between you and your objective, you go around it, go over or under it, go through it, obliterate it, or die. It’s extremely simple. Peace is when you give up and just sit there, with your thumb up your ass, waiting for the Grim Reaper (or Jesus) to come and take you away.

Love and hate: are bullshit concepts. I feel nothing. That which works with me to achieve my objectives, whether they are to gain a material object, or an orgasm, I love. That which opposes me, and prevents me from reaching my goals, I hate. You love me I love you; you hate me, I hate you. It’s a no-brainer. Why should I go out of my way to love or hate someone? It’s a waste of time and energy - unless it helps me to get what I want. It’s all about me - fuck everyone else. Emotions are for worms. You want to fly way up in the clouds, you better leave all that baggage behind. People who are on your side, helping you to get what you want, are cool. People who oppose you are uncool.

“It’s not whether you win or lose, but how you play the game...” is another line of crap. This ain’t no fucking game. You can’t afford to let yourself be bound by someone else’s stupid rules. Play to win! Nothing is sacred except SURVIVAL and EVOLUTION. Without these everything else is moot.

“You will get your reward, or punishment, in the next life...” yeah right. There is no evidence that anything exists outside of this life. It’s all theoretical bullshit. No heaven, no hell, no reincarnation - nothing, zip, nada! Don’t put your faith in fairy tales, and ease up on what is really important. Drive right down the field and score the goal. Let the dip-shits kick back and dream about the next world, or winning the lottery... it’s all to your advantage... Trancers don’t buy swamp land in Florida.

Scrutinize your motives.

Pursuant to the directives of the High Council of Thuleria this website is being revised and purged of all erroneous influences...

Hi, my name is JumpingJackFlash and I'll be your host. What I plan to do here is to introduce you to a new and exciting subculture: TRANCERS. Aside from the obvious connection to the movies of the same name, and the popular techno-trance scene, a TRANCER is someone who has obliterated his or her connection to the System which many people mistakenly describe as "modern society." (It's not very modern and it ain't much of a society either.)

Now that we've established that, I'm going to go back to work on the website - getting rid of those dangerous and nasty Buddhist influences... it's my karma to do so, and I love my karma.

What about you?  Do you love your karma too?