Have read a bunch of posts, and offered my perspective where it has relevance
Not much engagement in replies, strangely enough.
Like nobody is willing to actively explore my spacious Reality Map.
{with notable private exceptions – and a resilient public artist of goodwill, the sweet Riccola}.

Like ordinary people, the bewildered have no stomach for getting off their mental tramtracks.
That is how I’m interpreting the threads here.

What I am disclosing is like a teabag,
steeping quietly in the cherrypicker's Too-Hard Cup
of bitter-flavoured truthfulness.

This is the crux : the postings on this forum are focussed on our Mind’s Discomfort.
To think the insight is Too-Horrible-to-be-True = Error
. . . : the tramtracks of habit are what hold you in Discomfort.

An interesting Subject, a juicy lead for our motivated Detective Work.

STOP.
That reflex-thought you just had . . .
What is its mood.? Where is it pushing you ?
Back onto the tramtracks ? regardless of Who you Are. ?

No wonder you grieve about your wretched lives, your wounded pride.

Mental TramTracks restraining us from matters of grave importance . . .
. . . an insult to our toughness and humanhood.

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In a dynamic universe, we humans are unNaturally Fixated
in an obsession so intense, so demanding
that nobody can grasp and measure an unFamiliar idea for its CorrecTness

Not to make Too-Fine-a-Point of It,
the whole of mankind is mentally crippled by a secretive mind parasite . . . This is Not a Joke.
Not a futile Game.

To break free of Doctrine, by silencing the chatterbox that hoggs your AttenTion . . .
is it asking too much ? from us Desperados-of-Discomfort ?

Do you trust your seeming-self to be on Your side – as is the spirit mind. ?

but Consider : your thinkbox is manipulating you . . .
. . . observe, collect evidence, assess.
Decide this issue on your own research.

Don’t agree Today.
Way too pivotal a subject, to decide it on mere Faith, a momentary impression.

If my assessment of available evidence is correct, this is an issue of Life-and-Death consequence.

I may be wrong on this, but my investigation shows that the source of our pain and fear
is coming from the Outside. {which is good news = easier to fix}

Pain and dysOrientation - imposed by a predator that feeds on emotion ?
An “intelligent” [ie adaptive] Predator ?
holding influence over our thoughts and perceptions . . .

Memories and emotions bubble to the surface, steering our mood into dark korners.

Your Sincere Wishes have precious-little influence on what is remembered ?
Little influence on the gloomy mood and compulsive self-criticism.
Have I got it right ? this description of the “Internal-Dialogue” ?
and its Destination ?

The internal-dialogue steers our Mood !
This is a fact to keep in mind, as you face the time-river of events.

Facing events - Not as a complaining slow-drowning Luvvie -
but as a Ready-For-Anything biting, gouging, ferocious Warrior.
“Mess with me, and win a memorable Life-Experience – might be your Last. Grrr”.

Thereby putting a price on Stealing your Life-Energy.
Setting a price of HIGH RisK . . . discourages cowardly opportunists.
These things of which I speak are parasites. Not warriors.

Cowardice is a great weakness in them, the MudShadows, which I verified by experience.
Brawling with their Food is not to their taste.

So I morphed into a Beserker Restaurant . . . Come and get it, ArticleHole !
The past few years, the parasites take their meals elsewhere. Heheheh. Grin.

That cowardly weakness {of Desiring Docile Food} is the motive for their Secrecy,
is why they blindside the minds of mankind – with the parasite’s own fearful cowardice -
with strategic manipulation and Forbidden Knowledge.

The people visiting this forum are subliminally aware that their Self is disrupted.
Have been STEEERed into assuming that the flaw is in their unexplored Selves.

Enduring confusion and vivid emotions . . . whilst believing it to be an incurable Mental Illness.
This is an example of how cruel the parasites are to their dumbed-down Hosts.
Hard to imagine a greater personal torment, would you agree ?

Torment contrived to Squeeze emotion from the Host,
like Juice from a Horrified Orange.

Does that description poetically fit your experience ?
If so, maybe here is the promised Truth that sets us Free.

A truth emphatically Not-Enshrined in the Holy-Books.
that . . . We are Stronger-Than the Parasite, the evil spirits of legend.

So what is stopping you from acting on this information ?
Yes, You, dear reader.

Now ? or Never ? Taking the Initiative ?
Being the private detective in your own Adventure ?

Step off the Opinion-Tram, and have a proper blooody-good Look.

Time for Walter Mitty to wake inside his Dream ?

Thus endeth the lesson.