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Donald Crowhurst

January 13, 2008 · 3 Comments

Philosophy

The explanation of our troubles is that cosmic beings are playing games with us. During his lifetime, each man plays cosmic chess against the Devil. God is playing with one set of rules, and the Devil with the other, exactly opposite set of rules. The shameful secret of God, the trick he used, because the truth would hurt too much, is that there is no good, or evil. Only truth. Do we go on clinging to the idea that God made us or realise that it lies within us to make God? By learning to manipulate the space-time continuum, man will become God, and will no longer exist in the physical universe as we know it. I have become a second generation cosmic being. I am conceived in the womb of nature, but in my own mind, in the womb of the universe. I was forced to admit that nature forces on a cosmic being the only sin they are capable of: the sin of concealment. It is a small sin for a man to commit, but it is a terrible sin for a cosmic being. I am what I am and I see the nature of my offence. I will only resign this game if you will agree that on the next occasion that this game is played, it will be played according to therules that are devised by my great God. It is finished. It is finished. It is the mercy.

11:15:00

It is the end of my game. Truth has been revealed and it will be done as my family requires me to do it.

11:20:40

There is no reason for harmful

–DONALD CROWHURST’S LOG ENDS HERE–

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3 responses so far ↓

  • Justin Kolenc // March 22, 2008 at 12:56 pm

    Okay, I have to know…who is Donald Crowhurst?

  • notinparis // March 22, 2008 at 1:11 pm

    He was an amateur sailor who entered the Sunday Times Golden Globe Race. It was a race to single-handedly circumnavigate the globe. His boat was nowhere near good enough and neither were his sailing skills, but he entered to try and win the money because he was desperate. He’d borrowed money to get the boat and he had to finish the race or he’d have to pay it back (I think). Anyway, he had to finish the race.

    Everything went wrong even before he reached Cape Horn and he decided just to keep sailing in circles and to radio in false coordinates. To the people on the shore, it even appeared that he was going to win. He slowly began to go mad and eventually he committed suicide while still on his voyage. What I posted was his final log entry. Obviously, he was pretty screwed up by then.

    It appears to have been quite an interesting race, actually. A couple of people failed and the person who looked like he was going to win ended up unable to face the idea of going back and started sailing round the world again. Nutters, the lot of ‘em.

  • Mr. Todd // June 25, 2008 at 6:13 am

    Donald wasn’t insane. He was just a 35 year old man with a bunch of kids that never had a great adventure. He wanted to feel again. It really did not matter if he lost his life..because in his eyes his life was effectively over (i.e., the daily routine, sameness of his marraige, a spouse that did not understand him). He just said-”fuck it. I’m going”. However, if I’m correct he left alot of his supplies behind in order to reach the race deadline departure date. He just did’nt care. I believe if a man never really “tests” himself in his lifetime on some great adventure he will be emotional dead..a shell so to speak. “Most men lead lives of quiet desparation”…quess whose quote and you win the prize. Anyway..the result was tragic for his family.

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