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.