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Rob von Schicklgrüber

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About Me

So very old...as the night...
I urge you to not hastily click on 'View My Pics' before drudging forward here, or preferably in Blog entries.
My punishment for crimes committed in a previous life, is to exist in this one. A world that's so ugly, it's just...painful to gaze upon. You can't gaze upon it for too long without turning your head to the ground. The Romans became so infatuated with their own greed and gluttony it led to their downfall...where are the Barbarians to take us over?
I spend most of my existence outside of the mortal world, though I do not believe in mind altering substances besides labor induced euphoria. I detest eating, and sustaining major food-driven conglomerates; I'm also a vegetarian. The filth and greed of humanity doesn't surprise me anymore, but sometimes, a lot of times...I disgust myself.
"I cannot believe in a god that wants to be praised all the time."--FWN.
"There is a road to freedom. Its milestones are Obedience, Endeavor, Honesty, Order, Cleanliness, Sobriety, Truthfulness, Sacrifice, and love of the Fatherland."--DF.
Gladly shall I drink ale
On high with the Aesir
My life-days are ended.
I laugh as I die.

My Interests

Germanic Paganism, Anti-Christianty, Darkness, Grossdeutschlands

I'd like to meet:

She fights for what she believes in, with unrelentlessness. She protrudes strength. She rejects what society deems good, and acceptable. She is virtuous in all senses of the word, through and through. She rejects christianity, rejects mind altering/abusing substances, and rejects promiscuity. She enjoys braiding my hair, and beard. And enjoys tales from a long and ancient past, of heroism and gallantry. She cloaks the world, in an...impenetrable darkness. A chill rises from the soil...and...contaminates the air. And, suddenly, life has new meaning.
But let me explain in a language the commonfolk can comprehend. If, within the confines of your image gallery you have a photo of yourself;

    A.) Drinking beer from a funnel B.) Drinking Vodka from a large (Or small, for that matter) bottle C.) A picture of you at the beach, in some scantily clad number. D.) A picture of your ass, clad or unclad E.) A picture of your cleavage F.) A picture of you at a club G.) Sexually suggestive pictures in any way H.) Any pictures with the caption 'Me drunk in...' etc. I.) Photos of your trampstamp. J.) Photos of your tongue ring K.) Lesbian-esque photos. L.) You have your birthday countdown somewhere on your page, or another countdown of some sort, unless it's the song 'The Final Countdown' by Europe. M.) A calendar of all of the crap you're doing. I personally, don't care if you're going to be at a Good Charlotte show today, or the dentist tomorrow, unless you'll be six feet under on Thursday.

These things aren't attractive, I assure you. These things don't make me want to talk to you. And this is where you're thinking, if you have these things, that is; "Well...I don't want you to! So...there!!" That's just counterproductive to your aspiring accomplishments, otherwise, they wouldn't exist.
Think about it. I know you won't.
Wishful thinking? Perhaps. I reject your reality, and substitute my own.
Change is a scary thing.

Music:

Early 90's Norwegian Black Metal, NSBM,(Some) Finnish Volk Metal (The third series of evolution of Black Metal), Burzum, Von, Marduk, The True Mayhem, Morbid, Dissection, Immortal(Pure Holocaust and Fullmoon mysticism inclusively), Bathory, Venom, Wintersun, Darkthrone, Emperor, Skrewdriver, Finntroll, Kraftschlag. I'm tired of reading people saying, "I listen to anything except..." I listen to nothing except the preceding. I'm not open to new music, either.

Movies:

Movies are things that make us forget about how atrocious reality is. So does alcohol; So which is the bigger corporate conglomerate?

Television:

Television commercials tell us we need to eat, and consume, and spend money on things. And then the next one tells us to lose weight, and refinance our home to save money.

Books:

Non-fiction, WWII, Occult history of The Third Reich, The Norse Gods, History of The Norsemen. Get your fiction out of my face.

Heroes:

I have few and far between people that stand tall on a pedestal, ones that you would scowl and scoff at. Though I feel that mentioning them here would compromise their integrity.

My Blog

Alles gut zum Geburtstag.

What could I really say that I haven't repeated until it sickens me? I think I should spare the words for once, and just acknowledge a landmark existence. If you'd really like to hear, then ask me. ...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 06:30:00 PST

Broken wings / The ides of March

Broken Wings / The Ides of March.Perhaps a bit tardy, but better late than never is what ’they’ always say. Though I’m not quite sure who ’they’ are. An entry witten la...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 06:45:00 PST

Consumation.

Consumation. Maybe it's complete human nature that has left my knees weakened, and my stalwart will compromised. Can I really be that greedy? Everything that I dislike and moreso? Am I really goin...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 06:28:00 PST

Eradication.

Eradication. Every once in a while; when the guard goes down for too long, it becomes too apparent that my mood has laxed (and I realize it), I've started to become something that is not me. I'd li...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:24:00 PST

We got your favourite thing; Disappointment.

People enter and leave your life every day. Depending on how accepting and/or forgiving of a person you are, or even just of the natural process of a tumbleweed in the wind. Ocassionally you'll run ...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 07:02:00 PST

Far beyond the lost horizon.

Far beyond the lost horizon. It's just about every day where I dwell on something that makes me feel disheveled. "You need to stop letting these things bother you." Like a putrid smell that's perma...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 04:41:00 PST

Over the Forgotten Sea.

Two ravens are above us,A long forgotten tale,How it is to reach the utter hailAnd the eyes of a Valkyrjur caress your heart...Unfortunately WoW has temporarily lost its charm...again. The normal rec...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 08:20:00 PST

The Headless Horseman.

Though the hour is half past seven; I thought I may be able to force some sleep into the equation. Perhaps for just, oh...one or two decades. Is it wrong to envy a person? Not envious of their pos...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Sun, 30 Dec 2007 08:10:00 PST

Yule.

The modern day corruption of what yule has become is pretty sickening. And apprently, it's losing it's effectiveness. Macy's is open for 24 hours this year. Which is pretty absurd when you think abo...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 05:28:00 PST

Friendly’s Ice Cream.

Something odd. Can you deceipher the code? The more contempt I grow for this era, the more I covet myself with gallantry from the past. Though the more I escape this reality, the more impact with th...
Posted by Rob von Schicklgrüber on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 08:14:00 PST