Why I don't vote

Democracy doesn't work and I'd rather not support a broken system such as the political machine we have today.


It doesn't matter in what shape or form. Power will be toyed with which is why the power should not be in a centralized party nor should it go to voters uninformed and stupid.


Mind you I'm not a political figure. I know VERY little. So don't put me into some standard category. I'm voicing an opinion I built over several years based on what I feel.

I feel the world is sick. We pop our bodies full of medicine to feel healthy yet.. medicine is not health. We think there is something wrong with young people and we blame others. And yet, those we hold close are naturally a reflections on ourselves.

We think we are in control of our lives while in fact we are simply suppressed to the point of not even knowing what we can do. And no single man is strong enough to fight the governments different visages.

We fool ourselves daily that our choices by vote or choices in work and life actually matter while the most we usually accumulate are simple remedies. A random patchwork upon an open bleeding wound.

We think that we can find consolation in the purchase of various products because commercials tell us, ever so cleverly by images and word how we will feel better. And I quote "You deserve a chocolate bar", no fuck why? How have we become so stupid? It doesn't matter how smart you are. I've been fascinated quite some time by mentalism and psychology and It's ridiculous how blatantly we are being toyed with.

They aren't even trying to hide it any more because they don't need to, because we are a fucking herd following the fucking herders like fucking sheep.

Next time do yourself a favor: When you leave the buss or a crowded place, take the path less walked even if it's longer. Make it a practice to break habits and find your own way.

When we finally get to the point of acting on the issues of the world, the broken system most of you so diligently protect by victimizing yourself to it will already have delayed it so it will be too little too late.

We live in a day and age where I can clear a situation between me and a friend in Japan within seconds if so is necessary. An age where this message could reach millions in minutes if the whim of the vast internet would fall in it's favor. Some people call it the culmination of the Information age.

And yet it takes me precisely between one week and my death to receive some help for a pressing medical issue. And what do I get, a lukewarm reception and a pat on the back and sent home with stronger pills.

By now I hope you understand this is not one single point I'm trying to make. This is everything and it's broken.

With a world so fantastical with so much creativity, so many possibilities and so many good people one would think that we would actually be able to make a difference. Yet society really doesn't have a platform for it. All we have is a biased world that circulates around the concept of money and power.

And if you are not a slave to others you'll have to be a slave to yourself. It's almost as if we are here to suffer.

How Buddhist.

And Sweden... GATHER SOME FUCKING BALLS! Stop acting all high and mighty holding to your dear and sacred cleanliness. OH such a good country, we never go out of line. Well WHOOP DI FUCKING DOO!.... It has cost us our freedom so thank you.

And as for the Pirate party of Sweden, I used to like you. You are a lesser evil still. But at the end of the day you are trying to beat the system on it's own battle ground. I'm sorry but that's not what a pirate would do.

And to all you other sick people who think that all these other COMMERCIAL RIDDEN flipping solutions that have you pay for their services (or gets paid from simply having them) is any better well take a look at the mirror and ask yourself how foolish you look. IT'S THE SAME THING ALL OVER AGAIN! Companies taking control and abusing us.

But is is really their fault? no.. most likely not. It's just the broken system.

A system YOU or MANY others support and protect.

And that is why I don't vote.
Signed, Peter "Mireneye" Elvin

Mireneye caged

Circumstances can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.

At the moment the thing that consistently brings me back to broadcasting at the moment is my will to be consistent and my will to someday reach my goals. And the icing on the top is meeting up with all of you sweet and awesome people who I love so much, those who have supported our vision so far, you know who you are. A heartfelt thank you.

I'm at a crossroads. Yet I really only see one path ahead of me. I'll just have to keep going, I've been slacking off, taken breaks, been inconsistent in my presentation so taking a break would not be an option for me. It has so far proven to be incredibly counter productive.

The circumstance as they are. I don't know what I'm doing wrong.. I don't feel I do anything differently. I upgraded the graphics, but that I think hardly changed anything.

So is it my fault? likely not. But could be.

Is it your fault then for not being active? Of course not. It's just that because the overall atmosphere falls silent and un-inspiring the circumstances are clearly at fault.

It's an odd mood I'm in. I'm full of spirit I'm full of energy and I'm very grateful. I'm doing so much progress in so many places in life. Yet the place where I put down most time and most of this energy is the place that seems to just have ground to a halt. It's not completely still, and there is nothing inherently wrong with the standstill. It's comfortable hanging out and talking and having fun with you all. I love you for being there with me.

The way I see it it's the same stew all over, every day at the moment. I need to add some spice to it somehow and I don't know what because at the end of the day the stew is not the problem.

It's just that the circumstances have caged me in my growth.

"And I don't like that sort of thing"

-Mireneye

A bit of a special post (In Swedish)

Imorgon, eller ja om en timma så är det dags.

Förra veckan på måndag var jag på möte med jobbet och tog del i något som för mig känns så otroligt fel att det är svårt att beskriva. Men någonstans så förstår jag det. Men nog kan det va så att jag blir förd bakom ljuset och att det hela slutar väldigt illa.

Det här kommer låta rätt kryptiskt då de flesta som läser förmodligen inte är så insatta i min situation. Och ännu färre av er so läser kan läsa svenska.

Det har hänt något liknande en gång förut för väldigt länge sen när jag bodde i Överklinten då min mor fick ta sig till sjukhuset i Umeå för hon visste inte vad hon skulle göra av situationen där hemma. Jag minns väldigt lite av det hela om jag ska va ärlig.

Min far är en bra far i grund och botten. Jobbar hårt, har inte varit rädd för att ta tag i saker som måste göras. Men jag tror han snubblat i ett hål utan att han själv riktigt förstår hur mycket enklare saker kunde vara.

Jag skulle vilja hjälpa honom men jag tror han håller för många saker för sig själv, känslor som han inte ens själv vill gå igenom saker han inte vill minnas och händelser utanför hans kontroll som fortsätter att pröva honom. Han har inte haft det så lätt och jag beklagar honom inte för det.

Men det verkar som så att hans beteende nu har börjat skada fler utomstående och det verkar inte som han längre orkar göra så mycket på dagarna.

Så imorgon så kommer det hända ett par saker, och jag hoppas att det kommer göra saker bättre för oss alla I slutändan. Den jag är mest orolig för är min mor så klart. Jag vill alltid hennes bästa.

Det är något jag tror min far också vill. Men det har blivit för mycket för honom och han har som fallit djupare in i sin värld. Men det här är den bittra verkligheten jag tror det här måste göras och jag hoppas han kan förlåta mig.

Jag har inte varit ärlig mot honom sen det mötet och det har gjort ont inom mig. Jag önskar situationen kunde byggts på ärlighet, men jag tror inte någon hade styrkan nog att tacklas med situationen rakt på.

Inte då vi handskas med en person med så svagt psyke som min mor har på sina dar, inte då vi handskas med en son som älskar både sin mor och sin far. Inte då vi pratar om jobb som inte kan ignorera de händelser som pågår på det dom kallar "arbetsplatsen".

Det viktigaste som jag vill alla ska veta att jag gör det jag gör för min Mor, för hon om någon förtjänar det bra i hennes äldre dar.

Jag hoppas således det här kommer hjälpa min far så han också kan finna samma ro för jag bryr mig om honom lika mycket.

Det här är någonting vi måste klara av som en familj. Jag tror på oss, men vägen dit är lång, men första steget måste tas någon gång. Det är dags att sluta undvika problem och försöka lösa dom istället.

Signed, Peter "Mireneye" Elvin

The next mile

Do you walk this frail path for yourself? or do you walk it for others?
What is this barrier that stops me in my tracks in archiving what I want?

But first let's figure out the question of what I want.

I want simplicity, I want fun. I want the ability to be spontaneous. Everything else is secondary. I have a sense of destiny, something I must do.

To say family and friends are secondary might sound harsh. It's not meant to be put on a scale and I understand this perfectly. But you can't truly live life worrying about those, they come, pass, change shapes they are not constant. Family perishes, die or grow apart so do friends.

What is left is your ambition, and the greatest of family and the greatest of friends support that. They are allies to your cause.

To understand the light, to understand the greatness is not only to grasp for it. But also to be able to see it. And boy has my eyes been clouded.

There are a number of things I have to do for me. Some of them I will not like, but they are things long overdue, things that are keeping me at bay.

I'm a storm. A force, and at the moment I'm all to tame. The world succeeded in doing just that, tame me. This is not as simple as just being reborn. It's about taking for yourself what is truly yours.

Inherit the light within you.

When I was a kid I watched Silver Fang. In a way it is a story about the power of youth. You have to wonder, how come you loose so much inspiration as you grow older? Or is it just that we don't take it to ourselves just as easily?

At least we have nostalgia, a very powerful thing. It reminds us that things of the past is never lost. It lives on within us and it is always a part of us for as long as we remember.

And thus the key to these hard choices is not a key that stems from rebirth. But one that stems from great waves of nostalgia.

And remembering who we are.

Signed, Mireneye

Tanooki Suit band update!

You guys know I love me some Tanookie suit <3

FATALITY

I was able to push myself really hard because of a mixture of great personal growth, good people that kept me going and a good balance of chaos and logic in life. And at the edge of it all, an energy drink here and there kept me going.

Yesterday when I had the unfortunate event of some loud friends coming over and me deciding not to cast because I wanted only the best for my viewers I think something else dawned on me during the course of the day. I need a break.

Since Christmas I've been going none-stop between work, broadcasting and working in RPG-maker in between, moderating a channel on twitch.tv and trying to practice more contemporary circus. Hell I even found a rhythm that could support all that and keep me alive and well. Alas it was a fragile rhythm and it is now but a distant memory.

My current plan is to get back to a decent rhythm and make sure it's stable and then I will start adding in the different aspects naturally. Streaming will be the first to return, closely followed by contemporary circus practice and the rest I expect to fall in line when natural.

But now I will rest and do naught but what I desire whenever I desire. I embrace this time of chaos as a phase in life that should help me get back on my feet.

Thank you for having been with me on this journey. Now we await the next chapter.
When I rise, I will rise stronger than before!

Signed, Mireneye

The journey so far...

"Carry on my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done"

Sometimes I walk around and wonder when I'm done. Does the creative spirit never rest? Does it ever long for not having a sense of destiny or purpose? Is this just a remnant of that weak... old self. Or is it a new doubt that needs to be crushed?

I think I'm leaning towards the latter. In your pursue of greater things of course you hit a rough patch sometimes, does that mean you give up? FUCK NO! It means you get your shit together, as broken, disjointed and painful it may be and just push! Push until there is almost nothing left of you.

Because you know what? Like a muscle you'll grow stronger. As long as you don't snap. But let's be honest, keep your wits about you, and always take the best and positive aspects with you and your mentality should be fine through the gauntlet.

This gives me the possibility to be reborn from my own ashes.

I was offered the gift of the challenge and I'm going to use it to reinvent myself.
Over and over.

Day after day.. Ad infinitum.

Or until I'm satisfied with my result.

Signed, Mireneye

Post script: I referenced one tv series. one game and one trailer for a movie. See if you can catch them!