{"id":102,"date":"2007-03-11T06:22:54","date_gmt":"2007-03-11T06:22:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.revolutionsf.com\/revblogs\/dharma\/2007\/03\/11\/in-the-land-of-the-mad-the-dharma-bum-is-king\/"},"modified":"2007-03-11T06:22:54","modified_gmt":"2007-03-11T06:22:54","slug":"in-the-land-of-the-mad-the-dharma-bum-is-king","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.revolutionsf.com\/revblogs\/dharma\/2007\/03\/11\/in-the-land-of-the-mad-the-dharma-bum-is-king\/","title":{"rendered":"In the land of the mad, the Dharma Bum is king."},"content":{"rendered":"

[<\/strong> \"Scared\" Mood:<\/strong> Scared ]<\/strong>
[<\/strong> \"Listening Currently:<\/strong> Listening to Mediaeval Baebes ]<\/strong>
I’ve been dabbling in insanity in my spare time, as a hobby. Behold, the bounty of my harvest<\/a>, filled with all the violent emotions wielded by Godless men – hatred, confusion, LUST! The fear that gives men wings<\/a> and the rage that causes chase and murder<\/a>. Envy the poor and destitute their freedom. Here it is, I have it, it cost me nothing. So, come all ye bipolar, deranged, expatriate<\/a>, sickly, weak and damned. Enter my den, but leave behind your deprivation as soon as you smell the perfume of sulfur. I accept you whole and more, I see you as you want to be, not as you are. Indulge<\/a>, abandon all hope and suffer decadence amongst like minded friends. The royal court of my accursed kingdom awaits your whimpers and lamentations. It is fine to hate yourself.<\/a><\/p>\n


\nDark is the Valley – the Valley of Shadows,
\nWeary of heart and of life is the King –
\nHe sits among ruins, and thorny the meadows,
\nThe meadows unfruitful, forgotten the Spring.
\nA green snake is keeping the Palace’s portal,
\nThe lizard is warder of desolate halls,
\nAnd wine has no savour, and Love the Immortal
\nSeems dying at even, as fast the light falls.
\nO, dark is the Valley, the Valley at even,
\nThe King’s brow is clouded, the King’s heart is black,
\nHis down-gazing eyes raise no glance to the heavens
\nWhere angels are winging their homeward-bound track.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[  Mood: Scared ][  Currently: Listening to Mediaeval Baebes ]I’ve been dabbling in insanity in my spare time, as a hobby. Behold, the bounty of my harvest, filled with all the violent emotions wielded by Godless men – hatred, confusion, LUST! The … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-102","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n\t\n\t\n