I find myself to be intensely social, naturally inclined to romance,
yet effectively isolated by the grotesque incompetence of those around me.
Persisted with wishful thinking about woMen for as long as I could,
but gradually, as my experiences accumulated,
the ugly truth became stronger than instinct.
My feelings for women as being magical and companionable
are implacably opposite to my analysis of their despicable behaviour.
This i explain by the idea of there being magnificent women elsewhere in spaceTime,
so that my instinct has a real foundation.
The present degradation of all mankind has ruined women’s moral character
as surely as it has ruined the honesty and generosity of men.
This degradation, this Moral Illness, I attribute to the MudShadows [a species of mind-parasite]
and to those of mankind they have completely hijacked . . .
narcissists who they selectively manouver into positions of decisive power.
Between the 2 minds [MudShadow and Oligarch], with their sinister overlap of agendas,
they have imposed cunning strategies for rendering humans both docile and petty.
Which is quite something, a monumental negative achievement,
especially taking into account how universal the imposition of madness is,
with its surrreptitious overwhelming of the innate nobility of the human spirit.
Nobody is able to take me at face value,
nor take what I disclose as worthy of careful assessment.
Why is it so ?
The assumptions underlying this reflexive dismissal can only be of 2 kinds – liar or lunatic.
Those are the only pidginholes vague enough
to accommodate a feral individual disclosing news of something unThinkable.
If I were a billionaire article-hole, Liar~Lunatic would be fair and reasonable assumptions.
Yet, i am by preference scrupulously honest, with a highly accomplished mentality,
and, moreover, am diligent to the very brink of obsessive.
Diligent and fruitful research has resulted in extreme Failure.
Cause and Effect are here in Contradiction.
and Contradiction is a strong indication of either paradox or deceit.
Paradox is so abstract as to jolt our perception with a seeming-contradiction
and paradox is distinguished from deceit,
by our being able to reconcile its contrary flourish of reasoning,
from the vantage point of the 2nd-Attention.
Playing with paradox is the spiritual equivalent of working out.
Paradox implicitly uses our reflex-to-understand, to decode the meaning of the words.
paradox taps a habitual effort [sobriety] to transfer our awareness to the 2ndAttention.
Something I love doing, and do it best when my energy is high.
And then there is Deceit, which thrusts in an entirely different direction.
Flat Contradiction . . . without the Zing of Paradox.
Observe that before we identify contradiction, there is a distorting of focus, an unfamiliarity.
Deceit is backed by intent, and intent is serious stuff.
The intent of a predator is a powerful persuader to submit, to lie dumbstruck.
But we have intent, too.
So an attack by a predator is essentially a battle of intent.
Fact that we are still alive – means that our intent is stronger than theirs.
Meanwhile, most are in a kind of unspoken Treaty,
in which being-milked is allowed, as if by a demonic contract.
We let them feed, they let us live.
Which is a sham. Because they cannot kill us.
Not directly.
So, at a subliminal level, almost all contemporary humans are paying “protection energy”
because they lack the Courage to defy their greatest fear.
The dark side.
Place of rigid hierarchy, of unthinkable cruelty.
So many individuals are Turning a blinDed eye to the raping of their sovereignty
by a predator that interferes with Thinking and eMotion.
By a predator that wants us submissive . . .
The english “Submission” translates into Arabic as Koran.
This is Not a co-incidence.
Hiding in plain sight, the Dictators set the rules for all manki...
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