Sunday, February 19, 2012

The yoga of silence ...


The Madhukar asana. Bernd J├╝rgen Merkle explores the dark recess of his rectal passage while trying to justify his mission of sexual abuse!

Anon said ...
It seems that people like Madhukar are desperately hungry for admiration and that this hunger is ultimately the hunger to truly be themselves. They feel the pain of not being able to be spontaneous because they have never had approval before (it can usually be traced to childhood and lack of nurture!) The problem is that to satisfy that hunger they have to vampirise others. They can only feed from other human beings, not from animals, plants or objects. And the energetic devotional fix becomes symbolic because something human has to be sacrificed on the altar of their ever increasing egomania. It's an energy demand that occurs when there is an inability to create because that person is so deeply asleep within themselves. That will also generate emotional reactivity because they are so totally identified with their messianic role. You say something offensive to them and they will flare up like a firecracker on Chinese New Year. Vampires... yes, that's it. Who would give a blood-sucking vampire any devotion? Only those who are in turn desperate for attention. Vampires feeding on vampires breeding vampires ...

Madhukar is the King of Cocaine Consciousness: more thrills, more pussy, more bogus adulation. He has become a grotesque posterboy for compulsive-obsessive sexual behaviour. He is totally lost in the addictive labyrinth of separation and it will never be enough to fill the soul-sucking void. All alone in his heart of darkness. No-one will hear him scream ...