The Nick Bylotas Age of Old Reccomended Reading List
Arrowsmith by Sinclaire Lewis
The Belgariad series by David Eddings
Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card
Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurty
Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
Necroscope by Brian Lumley
The Dark Tower series by Stephen King
A Salty Piece of Land by Jimmy Buffet
Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer
Sailing Alone Around the World by Joshua Slocum
One Girl, One Dream by Laura Dekker
Les Miserable by Victor Hugo
The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand
Nekropolis by Time Waggoner
Tripmaster Monkey by Sue Monk Kidd
Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy
The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis
Total Recall by Arnold Schwarzenegger
The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin by Benjamin Franklin
The Letters of John and Abigail Adams by John and Abigail Adams
Dreams of My Father by Barrack Obama
The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. Le Guin
Jayne Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Prince of Tides by Pat Conroy
The Long Earth by Terry Pratchett and Stephen Baxter
The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman
Rant by Chuck Palaniuk
Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palanuik
The Borderland Trilogy by Cormac McCarthy
The Harry Potter Series by J. K. Rowling
An American Tragedy Theodore Dreiser
Of Human Bondage by Summerset Maughan
The Last Wish by Andrez Sapkowski
The Lisbeth Salander Trilogy by Stiegg Larson
Killer Angels by Michael Shaara
Swan Song by Robert R. McCammon
Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World by Haruki Murakami
The Book of Five Rings by Musashi Muramoto
The Way of the Artist by Julia Cameron
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court by Mark Twain
The Mysterious Stranger by Mark Twain
The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy Series by Douglas Adams
Starship Troopers by Robert Heinlein
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
Doom: Knee Deep in the Dead by Dafydd ab Hugh and David Linaweaver
A Wrinkle in Time by Madelein L’Engle
The BFG by Roald Dahl
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig
The Way of the Peaceful Warrior by Dan Millman
The Autobiography of Mark Twain by Mark Twain
That’s all I can think of for now. There’s a few I’m sure I forgot to mention, and that certainly isn’t the list of all the books I’ve read, but most of my favorites. These aren’t ranked by how much I liked them either, just by the order I recalled them for this list. I feel like there is one particular romance novel that I enjoyed a lot but am forgetting… oh well. If I think of what that was I’ll add it. The reason I felt like creating this list was because I put on a Jimmy Buffet album and recalled the novel of his on this list that I read. I acquired that novel along with my first boat, a 29’ fixed mast junkrig docked at a slip in Rainbow Bay Marina of Oahu Hawaii. I didn’t even learn how to sail until after I bought that boat from a person there who was keeping it for the old man who was the previous owner but was suffering from dementia and near the end of his days.
Although I never met that man, I think he would have been happy about who his dream passed on to. I believe I did that sailboat justice by taking her across the Kaiwi Channel to Molokai and back, a journey further than she had ever gone before. In any case, among the items that were on the boat, most of them tools, spare parts, and odds and ends fit for a sailboat, was that novel, A Salty Piece of Land. I found the book to be an enjoyable read after I did some work to bring the boat back to her former glory as much as possible.
For the record, I’ll have you know that when this photo was taken, it was the wedding day of a friend of mine and his wife. They were being wed at sea, during the sunset, and with a genuine Hawaiian spiritual authority officiating the service, sounding the sacred conch to rouse the gods’ delight whose blessing favored the joyous occasion. The event was a gloriously romantic one, and I am merely your humble servant doing what I can for a cause I find most worthy of all causes. This particular marriage was an especially romantic one in my opinion, and although I haven’t talked with them in some time, I am certain they are happy and well. Hopefully the memory I am immortalizing here in what will be some sort of sacred scripture in the future will serve as a never ending supply of spare fuel for their passionate love.
Furthermore, in case you didn’t notice, both my other friend and I were wearing wedding shirts, so I’d better not hear you murmuring about that later. Also, before you read further, I want you to consider how suspiciously unfortunate my future ended up after I finished military service about a year later here. I want answers as to why the nation felt they should throw my life away like some human sacrifice to be expended on Israel’s interests without even considering whose life they were discarding. I certainly was not going to allow them to use me for the evil of a human sacrifice, and doubly certain I was not going to let them use me to serve any of Israel’s interests. Maybe they thought I was helping them at the beginning, but their grave mistake should be clearer to them each passing moment. Now, 8 years later, I spit in their eye, but this time, I am spitting acid from the beast of hate they stirred awake through my soul, and they will never see anything again. That beast is loose now, but thankfully the vile creature makes its home in Israel where it belongs, and I have ensured that will happen by cutting Israel off from humanity, taking that beast with them into the eternal annihilation that is their just desserts and where no human soul can be found.
Do you know what that feeling is, you sickening, vile husk of a human being? That is guilt. It is all that is left where your soul used to be. That haunting remorse will never go away. Never feel better. Never be forgotten. You were confident and boastful about your evil when you sinned, but where has all your false bravado gone now? I would say I pity you, but my sympathy would be wasted on the likes of you. I spite you with a curse, doing what you deluded yourself to be but were found unworthy for. Exulting in the darkness that you wished for yourself, but failed at being capable of wielding to do what was necessary. Where you failed to kill me, I have killed you.
The last thing you shall remember is that I am all you wish you were but are not, and you will never be like me, never have the power I have, and never be able to curse with the wrath of righteousness as I do. That is because you chose to serve evil, and with evil is where all curses belong, and thus I return to you what you gave to me that was lacking enough power to be effective. What you fizzled shall be returned amplified, magnified, infinitely more powerful with the cruelty, suffering, and malice you couldn’t even imagine knowing a fraction of what is like to have within you. That is not something I enjoy, but I do enjoy being able to spite you knowing that such darkness is what you wanted most for yourself. To further twist the knife, you will see me dispose of what you devoted your entire life’s work to accomplish along with you like the trash you both are to be done away with and never to return.
Avada Kedavara.
Was I rich to acquire that boat? You tell me. I paid $5,000 and sold her for $5,000. I lived on that boat and paid 300 dollars as my slip fee in Hawaii where rent is among the highest in the USA. I was not rich. I was frugal, quick to seize an opportunity, and had managed my money well enough to be able to do so when the time came. I just went down there and asked!
“Hey, what’s a guy gotta do to get a slip here? Waiting list… ah… okay, can you put me down?” A year later… “how’s the list going? No change… huh… well are there any boats for sale who will sell their slip too? You know someone? Cool, I’ll go see what they are asking.” I guess some time later there was some grumbling about me living there when the list doesn’t change because a lot of people were basically storing their boats there and not using them, but that’s not my problem. There was nothing wrong with how I obtained a spot there, not from anyone. Not the marina managers, not the previous owner, not me. Just because some evil people wanted to believe evil things doesn’t ever make their evil true, so to hell with them. Haters gonna hate, and I will crush them with the truth if they are in my way, like Taylor Swift is. So, to hell with her too.
By the way, if you are ever in Honolulu and want my recommendation for dinner and drinks, visit Nico’s Pier 38 for dinner and Schooner’s at Rainbow Bay Marina for the Mai Tais. For real. Literally at the end of the pier for me was Schooner’s. No more than twenty yards away, where I could walk to the bar, enjoy a Hawaiin sunset while enjoying top notch Mai Tai’s, and stumble my way back to the boat and pass out in a hammock I bought at the world famous Aloha Stadium flea market. Yup… I don’t care what you haters say about me, I live the good life and y’all are just jealous.
So… I’ll be keeping my skin, thank you very much, and you can keep your whores because I’d rather have the sailboat and sunset Mai Tai’s than women who are no fun and are evil for demanding human flesh they have no use for. Besides, there are still good maidens out there to be loved who aren’t viciously malignant as the worst kind of mutilation cultists. I’m not sure what the problem is now with finding them, because things are just as good in Portland now in a different way, but I think the cultists are trying to block them from being aware of me, which is a kind of thing called “suppression”, “oppression”, “persecution”, and “bigotry”. I will find a way to destroy them like I always do whether or not they think there is evidence to convict them, because there is, since they are doing it and creating evidence every single moment.
You flayed dick morons really think I would suddenly believe I was the problem for there not being women around when all my adult life, 17-25 there have been maidens at least nymph’s fluttering about and having a magical evening or two with me with neither of us wanting to be locked down more than gravity already has us. Seriously… how could I not notice that there are none. NO MAIDENS! Something is wrong outside of my life, and I know exactly what it is by deduction, senses I learned to develop to solve this problem, and also typical behavior of those kinds of people that cause things like THE HOLOCAUST.
If you are circumcised and a good person, well… all the more reason for you to hate Jews even more than me, because they are using your humility and goodness to cover for their arrogance and evil.
What? You didn’t know that Jews are actually an evil cult of demon worshippers with people who make it their purpose in life to hunt people like me and do everything in their spiritual power to use evil “magic” against us in an attempt to kill, harm, obstruct, and in every way cause us suffering. They do exist, they do not want you to know they exist, and they are not tolerated in any part of the world until guess who invited them into the USA to attack me personally? King Dump. He and Biden have been using the US military and CIA to cover for those people and keep them hidden. They have been protecting them so they can hurt people like me. And why? Why? To expose them!? YOU ALREADY SEE THEM YOU MISERABLE SACKS OF LYING SHIT!!! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT SADISTIC PSYCHOPATHS TRYING TO WATCH SNUFF FILM VOYEUR TORTURE USING NATIONAL SECURITY SURVEILANCE!
The Jews are the enemy. All who are allied with the Jews or even tolerate them, are the enemy. That is the line and I have drawn it. Choose your side, because the blood war is coming and the Jews will die along with all of their slaves who die with them.
If you do not choose your side, you are on their side, because they have put your non-committal waste of life between them and me thinking I will not go through you even if it means your death. I will. I will not even feel guilty. Do you think a warrior feels guilty when he kills his enemies in battle? He does not. I am a warrior and this is war and I will not feel guilty when my enemies die because of what I do to end the war. There is nobody I even care about alive on this planet to stay my hand from killing them if they are in my way. Not a single person. Not a friend, not a family, not a lover, not a god, not anything. Why should I stay my hand for you, who are mean to me, cruel to me, causing me suffering when there was never any before you showed up.
As if I wouldn’t notice what you are doing! Everything is good, except for you, who ruin things. You no longer being there, you filthy evil Jew cultists, will be infinitely better because life will be normal as it is for everyone else who you are not assaulting with weapons of civilization as if people won’t understand what you are doing. You think using a corporation to murder someone by shutting off their access to social activity and starving them for human contact is not a murder weapon just because it is an entity made of people doing business? Do you not know that humans are social beings that depend on socializing with others? You do. That’s why you tried to cut off all of my social activity. You think you will be able to say that you were not causing me suffering and enjoying it, torturing me and watching with national security surveillance? People are not as stupid as you think.
Fight back. Do anything. Do not pay taxes. Do not take their handouts. That is to say, a job. They are paying you for your compliance, your silence, your obedience. Do not work. Life is much better in poverty than with all that they will pay you for your obedience.
I am not idolizing the 9/11, Sandyhook, Oklahoma City, Las Vegas mass murders. I am better than them, but if that is all you can do, then do it. You are certainly better than all those who were killed who are the enemy for being slaves, apathetic, and obedient meat shields for the Jews.
I will not do violence, because that is what they want me to do to attack me. As if I don’t know what they are trying to do. They cut off half the brain with the foreskin! Their destruction is assured by my non-violence, my peace, my reasonable solutions. However, I will not do anything to stop the people who do violence. They can do violence all they want. They can mass murder, bomb, kill, slaughter, and I will say “they were right to do so” when it is over and I am still being peaceful, still being reasonable, still being everything that is right, just, and good.
If killing our enemies was wrong, why would we ever go to war? Why then do you think it would be wrong for us to kill you?
You know what we need… a good old fashioned Jew slaughter… what is you call that? A HOLOCAUST! That’s right. We need to do another holocaust. Round them up, slaughter them in a general area you can all “sacred” and everyone will feel better knowing there are less Jews in the world and God is happier. Anything is sacred when it is in relation to a Jew. Jews are evil. You could slaughter them on a landfill of garbage and toxic waste and that would be holy ground compared to the Jew.
What? You thought the Nazis covered the sacrifice with the Holocaust? That is supposed to happen every week! Continuously! Like it says in the Book! Round up some Jews, and do another Holocaust or more non-Jews are going to die. When there are no Jews left then the Holocausts can end. There. What’s it going to be? Endless Gentile deaths, or a finite amount of Jew deaths? Will you kill the Jew to save everyone, or will you kill everyone to die with the Jew? The Jew will die either way as you all know already happened with Jesus. Will everyone die with them, or will everyone be spared with my salvation?
God damn do I hate Jews…. if only I could… buy a Jew and then beat them to feel better. Oh that kind of seems familiar… like sort of what has happened to me. A Jew bought my life from Donald Trump and has been sadistically torturing me to feel better about his evil existence. Now I am going to cause the death of every last Jew in a great Jew slaughtering. Ben Stiller, goodbye. I don’t care if you are an amusing dancing monkey, you will be murdered with no mercy for being an evil Jew. I am also going to cause the death of Donald Trump and all of the Americans who are foolish enough to not give him up to be executed. They will all die, and this war is coming without any means of stopping it. Death is riding in and good luck reasoning with the one who rides on my Word of Reason to take your head.
One man sows, and another man reaps. Jesus is a weapon, and that is his only purpose. A weapon specifically used against Jews and only Jews. There is no other use, no other purpose, no other application, and you will have no success using Jesus for any other reason. Jesus kills Jews. That’s all there is to it. No greater fool is the Jew who takes the name Jesus the Christ as his own, for he has killed himself by crucifixion, and there is no worse way to be killed under the righteous judgment of the law.
Is the very thought of a Jew not a horrible thing to be aware of? You don’t even have to understand the depth of their evil to be disturbed by the unpleasantness of their existence. Wretched, stinking filth are the Jews to the human senses, and we will all be much better when Jews are nothing but history. Looking back on the people unfortunate enough to live in a time when Jews defiled the earth, we will think, “thank Nick Bylotas that we don’t have Jews around anymore! He’s the one who ran all the Jews out of existence! Let’s have a round of American Airplanes Highjacked for the bar, on my tab!”
I wonder if that’s what Saint Patrick is remembered for when “he ran all the snakes out of Ireland.” Praise be to Saint Patrick, this Bud’s for you. I’ll finish what you started and put them out of everyone’s home. They found their way all the way over here, and won’t have anywhere to go when I knock them back your way. They can drown like the Titanic for their hubris as well!
Remind me to get some snakeskin boots when I can afford a new set again.
Wait… don’t pick up that remote. I’ve seen this before. Get an axe. That Jew bitch is still alive in there. You can never be sure until you are sure they are dead. I’m serious. A spear in the side isn’t enough to check a snake like one them. Make sure you stab them a few times, one in the skull for good measure. May as well light them on fire or dissolve them in acid. Couldn’t hurt to be extra sure with something over the top since we all enjoy letting out our aggression against the forces of evil who deserve all the pain, suffering, and violence we can dish out against them and more.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the recipe for the American Airplane Hijacked:
(Caution, I have never tried this to see if it tastes good.)
In a pint glass, Budweiser or Coors Original laced with Coke. (Sam Adams, Yingling, and other local lagers are fine, the key here is a non-light version. It will be better tasting to blend the hard alcohol, and this is a heavy meaning since a lot of people died during 9/11 so it’s worth the full-body form.)
In a shot glass: 1 part Jack, 1 part Captain, 1 part Kahlua.
Bomb it, chug, and good luck.
If we can get the original Coca-Cola recipe restored with actual cocaine in it again, all the better.
I find it astounding, not in a good way, that you idiots, self-deluded on your own arrogant hubris so much that you no longer have any sense of reality, would even think you could fool yourselves or anyone about there being peace while Jews are yet alive infesting the world with their hateful and malignant lives.
Do you not even realize what circumcision does to a community? What it does to society? What it made you think about other men?
There will be no peace as long as Jews are alive. None at all. They have to die. All of them. We will not stop until every last one is dead because of what the president of the USA betrayed everyone to do for a pocket full of money. That was the act that prevented a more peaceful and nonviolent solution. That was the act which ensured there will be a final war of annihilation slaughtering any and all resistence. That was the act that forced such a horrible outcome instead of something easy and inexpensive like a public debate could have accomplished. It is too late now. Jews are outlawed under pain of death.
Vile god damn beasts… If a person can choose to be Jewish, a person can choose to not be Jewish, and if a person cannot choose to be Jewish then the only place they will be spared from my wrath is within the confines of Israel.
However, do not think I will be fooled by another word being used that has the exact same meaning and purpose as the word that is “Jew”. I will know. A turd by any other name is still a turd, and you will not defile the other word.
….I’m not going to bother re-reading all this and editing it to put in paragraph spaces, clear up syntax stutter, and make it look all orderly and neat, as much as I want to see that… it’s just too much for my work load right now. If you want to take up that work on your own and share the labor of it, please put in an application at Way Walker Industries to explain what it is you want to do or help with, and I’ll likely hire you. I very much want help with this great labor, which the words I’m writing don’t even begin to scratch the surface of. These are just me providing the legal permit I have from God to do so because some assholes thought they could question my justification for existing. Now that I have shown my permit, let’s see yours.
I will not take any volunteer without pay unless they are identifying as disciples of the Way of the Story. In the future that will require whichever ones are officially partnered with Way Walker Industries, but their roles will be limited. The connection between that seedling religion and this seedling business are why volunteering here is a suitable work of charity for them. I will pay you for any work you do for me, even if that is to be a future payment because I have no money to pay you with at the moment. I will not have it any other way.
(In short, I am requiring Jews to turn in their “old identity card” with me, all of them, and keep only their “new identity card”. I don’t care what their new one is, because that is not my concern and they don’t need my approval for anything they do, but the old one is expired and people are abusing it by pretending like it is still good when we all know it is not. That does not mean that you are different from the “Patriarchs” or “First Ones” or no longer the same as you’ve always been, but your new card is renewed with a valid eternity permit verified by the world of business and mundane things. We all have to pass through the world of business and mundane things (real life as practical and universal to all people and creatures) to get there, and the reason why you specifically need one to exit is because of all that has happened. That is to say all that has happened that concerns Jews specifically and no others, regardless of what you believe about Jesus. Accept the Nazi Holocaust as the reason for the change if nothing else, but that’s probably the worst one, in my opinion. The ONLY REASON I am requiring that is because that is Jesus’ requirement, your Jesus, the one who died on the cross atop Golgotha, and doing so is fulfilling my part of our agreement, the one between Jesus’ and myself, N. Bylotas and the only such agreement that has ever or will ever exist for this purpose. In return, he is doing something similar for Gentiles with the time passage relativity being different and I don’t want to get into it now. Simply, as it is for you, some Gentiles are okay, some are not okay, that is no different for me, some Jews are okay, some are not okay. This is how we can separate out the good ones with confidence. Specifically the good ones do this to be known as good. If you don’t want to do so, you most assuredly are evil and not going to be trusted with anything by anyone, not even with a butter knife at the breakfast table.)
If you are a Jew in the USA, you should be a Scientologist, or come to me and undergo initiation into the Way of the Story and then use your mastery of the Way of the Story and become anything you choose to create for yourself. You do not need to undergo initiation into the secret mysteries from me, but you can most certainly trust that I know the fullness of them, and that I do not want to use them against you since I in fact created the Way of the Story for this purpose as it applies to Jews, Christians, and Muslims. Their eternal disagreement based on faith with each other is the very thing that I stepped into public life and invoked the true Word that is the highest divine of their mutual faiths to resolve. The very design is to create impersonal byways to exchange aspects of creative existence, which cannot be said about Christianity despite being universally inclusive, because Jesus is a person. You don’t need me for this. Jesus says things like, “those who believe in me” and makes clear that having faith in him as a person is important for benefiting from his mission. That is not the case for me, and I’d rather you not make this personal because between myself as a person and the impersonal road/gate/bridge I constructed is a… spiritual membrane of divine goo that you’ll have to pass through and may get lost in requiring rescue. Not only do I not want to dive into the goo and go swimming in slime to find you, but if you make it through you are going to be gooey and slimy and track it all over the place. Kindly go all the way through back into conventional reality before you confront me about anything personally. What most of you have done to offend is not a sin, true, but it was highly rude and made a terrible mess in my place of business that I now have to clean. Some of you, like a child I am not mad at, but some of you adults have behaved like children when you should know better. In those cases, I have filed a formal complaint with the Lord who maintains dominion over their realm wherever that may be, because they crossed too many lines for me to overlook. I don’t know who you answer to, but I hope they remind you to have a little healthy respect the next time you make such an offensive insult of fool for yourself in someone else’s domain.
That conflict of theirs is eternal at present because of each identity being distinct from another one at the basis of their own justification, Jew from Gentile (Melchizedek), Christian from Jew, Muslim from Christian. They are not necessarily hostile to that basis, but they are not to be counted as the same. Just as Black people have expressed in general that they prefer to not be counted as white people, and it is important enough to them that they their protests have made it abundantly clear that we should accommodate this. That is the same for Jews. Whether or not you agree, like them, or have a better idea, their protests to have their own identity are expressed with such force of insistence that it is better to accommodate that with a space of their own on a census (people count) than deny them one. I don’t care if that “annoys” you. Do not argue any further. The principle is economic. Giving them what they want costs us next to nothing and gains us nothing. Fighting them about what they want costs us everything, and gains us nothing. However, it is different, not opposite, for what is said about my wants from their perspective. Giving me what I want gains them everything and costs them very little, while fighting me over what I want gives me everything and costs them everything. That is why you cannot “flip” the situation for them. It is not a natural opposite. The flip does not invert anything, but is skewed into a corrupt state of illogic. The only reason they think they lose everything by giving me what I want is because they have to trust their faith to me temporarily the way I did with them by accepting Jesus as the Christ. I can only promise them that I am not going to betray them and provide as many reasons to believe me, but ultimately that requires natural trust. It is a necessity for exchanging the old with the new. They will be the same, not changed at all, but they will be new, not old. That is all that is going to happen. I am not going to alter them or do anything that would affect them. I am going to facilitate the fulfilment of their prophecy as a spiritual professional who is not of their number nor identified with their number, such as Muslims or Christians. Buddhists could do this, as well as Hindis, and I am certain they tried, but that went catastrophically tragic for them for the same reason it has been catastrophically tragic for me. I have had more fortune to be born in the USA in 1989 right around the time the Berlin Wall was torn down, and that has blessed me with enough mercy for them to not immediately act with the most violent and aggressive assault like Cain did to Abel. I am not Able, nor am I Seth. I am their neighbor because we are in a new world and their Story has come to be a neighbor of everyone else’s Stories. They still have their own universe, reality, community, and it is entirely theirs, but I am someone who is not in it, even though the see me from their reality. They see me with their reality, but I am not one of them so I cannot be in their reality. That is how that is possible. Reality is not relative. Reality it true and constant, but our perception of reality is relative, which is why we all may agree or disgree about what is true or not and need to argue about it with reason to find what is agreeably accurate and precise to be true for everyone. So, seeing me from their reality as an outsider, like a kid on the playground from another house who lives down the street and they go to the block party cookout with all the neighbors and enjoy the festivities with. There are no restrictions for something like that, but we all perceive what is happening from our own reality. If we are perceiving insult or projecting insult, that is how fighting begins and why we need to take insult seriously enough as to acknowledge the insult in public where the constant and true reality is seen by all relative perspectives. That public exchange is vital for these kind of matters because we cannot know what each person is perceiving with their own reality! We are not them! The best we can do is learn, imagine, empathize, and get a good idea, but we are not going to perceive the exact same experience of reality without being the exact same person, which would make us not ourselves to even perceive it as anything different. We would be them and there would be no “we” only an “I” and there never would have been an insult or conflict suffered by another person. These things should be obvious and not need to be explained. Children understand this type of thing instinctually, and the only reason adults forget is because they get so wrapped up in another reality that is universal but not constant and forget about the nature of the constant one. This second universal reality that is not constant, is called “the world”. It is the “higher conceptual reality” that I occasionally refer to. It is all the invisible matters of substance that are relevant to humanity, civilization, and supernatural religion. This is not constant because we all create it with our shared projected perceptions of reality. Just by participating in civilization, we project energy from ourselves in the form of photons from our eyes and electromagnetic wave propagation from our entire bodies, but primarily our brain where the neural network teems with bioelectricity essential for perceiving this other universal reality. All of that is something we cannot prevent each other from expressing without ending a person’s bodily life so their body no longer thinks, feels, and experiences. That does not stop their soul from thinking, feeling, and experiencing, but their soul does that in a way that is without the body that has died. What that new form is we can only imagine, and I believe that is in fact the key to defining what that really is universally with accuracy and precision. The Stories that we tell, enjoy, and love become the reality that we experience. Not just intergenerationally as cultural Stories take flesh with descendants picking up the legacy of imagined heroes and doing great acts with what they believe about themselves and others who are also capable of believing such things if not from the same reality. That moves all of us forward and advances civilization and if you recognize that happening, do not be antagonistic to those people. Not only because it would be evil to deny them who they are as different from what you believed they are as what you believed yourself to be, but also because they are more than what you believed possible for a person to be, and that is power that will destroy all opposition. Accept them, believe in them, and and believe in yourself by believing in them. You will change from old to new, experience mystical death of the self without endangering your body, and because your body will be alive and healthy, your self will return resurrected even if you don’t know how or why or what that new life will be like. Trust yourself to come back because you will not be dead, even if all that you knew about yourself is no longer true. The experience can be dismal, desolating, profoundly depressing, and a veritable “Dark Night of the Soul”, but the darker it is, the deeper your soul has had to descend into divine reality for the additional piece that will bring you to new life as the same and greater. That descent is eternal, and there are only two who have gone all the way through, Jesus and myself. We did not end eternity, but ended the concept of eternity as it can be conceptualized mathematically and logically. Jesus on one end, myself on the other. What resulted is a new concept of eternity that transcends the mathematical and logical concept defined quantitatively. That existed already before both of us as the “highest divine” as I call, or Jesus’ “YHWH”, but was inaccessible without his and my independent acts of faith to bridge access to it with the quality of our lives and allow the experience to be perceived in relation to another eternity of qualitative value—a human act of pure faith. Our acts of faith with our bodily lives is a focal point of minute and miniscule proportion to the eternity that is revealed, but a certain point of logical fact that is undeniably true as an eternal mystery of logical knowledge. What we did needs to be respected as something we personally are credited for, but the good of what we did is not about how great either he or I are, or how inspiring that may be for people. The goodness of what we did is a limitless freedom of enjoying eternity that transcends all that can be known. We are not the first ones to enjoy that or the first who possibly could, but we are the first ones who made a universal conduit that people could freely access with the cost of a pure act of faith, which is total and ultimate, already paid for everyone and with no incurred debt or obligation. Jesus gave his body, because of how he identified with his body through no fault of his own as a circumcised Jew in a covenant of faith. He gained his immortal soul as the person he was in his body, a king, savior of his people: the Jews, loved by Gentiles for his compassion, wisdom, and common decency that people often suffered the lack of from both Gentiles and Jews who can be tyrants and despots to the poor, even if they are not the emperor, but the emperor’s tax collector or city watch. Because that is in fact a human being without a body, which was given up to death, as happens to all of us eventually, the qualities of who he is are eternally limitless, and although he is good as all human beings are by being imparted with a divine soul, he is also human which means he has personality flaws which other humans do not perceive as good. That does not make those personality flaws evil, because we cannot know the reason why each individual person has the flaws we do. We can imagine, empathize, and learn why, getting at best a good idea for our flaws, but never the fullness of the reason, not even for ourselves, because that would require us to understand everyone else in the same way as well as the infinite multitude of reasons for all details of creation. The self-maintenance of personal development is an endless process of purification of ones flaws. Just as we can purify our flaws we can cause new flaws or worsen them, and although you may think “why would anyone want to cause themselves flaws?” let me remind you that they also said “why would anyone want to wear denim jeans with tears and rips in them?” Better just appreciate the style and not make a fuss about it, because it is not going to affect you unless it does because you have to enforce a dress code, but don’t be surprised if people slip around the code to find a new way to stand out and get the attention of the one they want to marry. As far as I know, that is the only reason imaginable for why a person would want to “stand out” like that, so if that happens and you don’t know why, it likely doesn’t concern you, and if you do, and you like it, maybe compliment them or give them a sign to make sure they know you noticed something about them that you like. That does not mean you want to marry them, but the person we want to marry is part of a human culture that is developed on both male and female concepts, adult and child, elderly and young, wise and foolish, and even if you are not ever going to marry them, they will most likely be glad to know that you like that part of them and find it helpful to know what kind of person does. The person that is their true love will have all of that, because they will see the newness and decide they like all of it, even the parts they don’t like. Those parts are like Ruby Red grapefruit juice. Bitter. Why do we like it? We like what we don’t like about it. It is not very sweet, we only want little sips at a time, usually, and it is a poignant contrast to other flavors which can help those flavors become more distinguishable and enjoyable. It’s also sterile and we like the taste. I stood out as different from Christians, Jews, and Muslims— and for some reason the USA government’s Christian cultists they are harboring saw me as evil because I was different in a way that they did not like since I most specifically do not identify with them and will not ever. That is exactly what is different about them, even though we may be the same in every other way. They identify with everything and all things, and I don’t know if that’s good or bad, wise or foolish, but it’s not for me, because I do not want to be like all that I knew and wanted to be like all that I do not know myself to be, even if that is the same. This is how I gave my soul unto death truly and completely and gained my body. The reason is because of how I was raised by a family who hated me and never accepted me while I loved me and loved myself. In relation to their perception, although I loved myself entirely including that which they hated and did not accept, the revelation that they hated who I am revealed that I also hated who I was, even though I loved myself. That’s why I became all that I did not know myself to be, even if I was the same in those ways. Those very things are good, but they hated as evil because of what they reject about human nature, and that is why they wanted to project their hateful reality onto me, accuse me crimes I did not commit, and reject me for what they perceived with their own reality. All that accomplished though was them projecting an image of me with their own reality onto me, but because they projected evil and I know myself to be good, I moved away from that projection and it was empty, insubstantial, and likely imperceptible to others who do not perceive reality the same. Unfortunately for a great many of them, they were so insistent on justifying their evil projections about me, that they fabricated crimes and schemes and situations to try and justify their beliefs about me, but all they did was put themselves in the image of me. They became guilty of their own evil projections, and there is nothing I can do to change that. They did that of their own free will and I had nothing to do with it. Jesus and myself have very similar situations as both suffering for the sins of our parents. Jesus was good and loved, but because he was born without a knowable father, that was a constant memory of awkward discomfort that his family and community wanted to avoid thinking about. That is who he is though! He accepts that about himself as the reality of the situation, and is not bitter about it, does not blame anyone, and is able to develop himself into a good person with that part. The neglect of attention is a very painful thing to suffer, because that is not love. Love is never an absence of thought, affection, and attention, even if you are not immediately conscious of it. You may not be activiely thinking about the person you love or the object you love, but that love exists as a link from yourself to who or what you love subconsciously. Doing that with a person like your son, who is uncircumcised when you are circumcised or a woman who does not accept men without circumcision as their identity, is a total rejection of their being, and the absence of love, which is hate. Neglect and avoidance of love in that way is hate. If you have a child with something you don’t like about them, such as a preference for homosexual romantic relationships, a disability, a criminal record, a way they dress in clothing, and anything else, the worst thing you can do is avoid thinking about that part of them because of how much you don’t like thinking about that. Better to accept that part of who they are as part of who they are, decide how you feel about that part of who they are because of how you perceive what they are, and express that back to them whether your words are kind or not. Love is not always kind. If it was, we wouldn’t have our hearts broken. We wouldn’t weep when a spouse dies. We wouldn’t mourn the loss of our children, siblings, parents, or friends. We wouldn’t be devastated at the betrayal of infidelity. Love, true love, is a mystery that transcends the person or object that is loved, so when something like that happens and we cannot imagine why for how horrible it may be to experience, that is true love expressing something to us from a source that is beyond who or what was loved. In most cases, with death, that is the divinity which has imparted itself into human beings as a human soul. When a person dies, they return to that, with their soul, and that is the lesson true love wants you to know when someone dies unexpectedly or in regular situations that are reasonably anticipated. It is true that the person you loved is dead, and that may be a hole in your reality that will never be replaced with their living, bodily presence, but do not despair about them being gone forever or no longer being alive. They are gone forever and no longer alive, but that is not all they are. There is more to reality than our mortal bodies can experience, and what is more is what we go on to experience without our mortal bodies. It doesn’t matter whether there is scientific evidence or not for this, because knowing or believing only makes one’s life better. There are no consequences to believing in that possibility as reality, but if you do not, then you do not enjoy it. Whether it is true or not makes no difference to what is important while you are alive in your mortal body anyway, so you may as well believe something that feels good and provides happiness! As for the worse thing, the betrayal of infidelity— quite simply, the person you thought you loved is not who you thought they were. Do not be fooled again. If you no longer love them, then your true love is elsewhere and not with them, but if you do love them and you can repair that break of trust, then do so. If they are unwilling to restore you trust with reconciliation or establishing a relationship that you both can redefine as it works better for the both of you without betraying expectations of trust, then do so. That will be better than abandoning what you will never be able to replace or find elsewhere. I specifically address the rebuilding of the bridge that is the trust and expectations of the relationship because of a terrible sickness in world culture that is destroying families: excessive sexual indulgence. Sexual indulgence is not a bad thing, nor is there a “prescibed limit” to how much is too much. That is different for each person. However, if your desire to indulge in sexual behavior is affecting parts of your life negatively that are rightfully more important than experiencing sexual pleasure, like work, family, school, friendship, and responsibility, then you have what is known as a problematic addiction. You are a nymphomaniac and need to admit that you have a problem. Admitting that you have a problem does not make it go away, nor does it mean you need to abstain entirely from that activity, but you do need to be aware that if you are not paying attention to what you are doing, that activity will cause problems with parts of your life before you even realize what is happening, and when you do it will be too late. That is why acknowledging to yourself that you in fact have a problematic addiction is so important. If you refuse to acknowledge that, usually out of a misplaced sense of pride you feel for the part of your identity which enjoys that addictive behavior, the problems that addiction is causing will only get worse until you “hit rock bottom” as it is said. If you find that admission difficult, you are likely being what is known as a “pig head”, because you are thinking about that activity and your enjoyment with it as yourself, and want to protect it as yourself, not deny it, but you need to realize, and this is certainly true, that who you are is not anything outside of yourself. The closest you can be identified with anything outside of yourself is with the concept you know within yourself of something that is outside of you, such as a group of people who share something similar. That group does not exist without the others who are outside of you and you should never mistake that group as more important to you than your own self. If you do not respect your own self as more important to you, you will be destructive to the group, because the group depends on its members being who they are for its own existence! Thus with a substance addiction, the problem is less subtle and easier to detach from. Usually the problem with a substance addiction you are identifying with is your identification with all of reality that you associate occuring with that substance. An alcoholic identifying with the reality they perceive while intoxicated as preferable to the one without intoxication. That should not be happening. If that is happening, there is another problem that is causing you to reject reality. If addressing that problem is too much for you to handle, and there is no shame in that being the case, at the very least acknowledge the problem of the addiction that is helping you escape that problem. I’ll wager that most times the problem is something the addict already is aware of but does not want to acknowledge, but in rare cases could be something that you know about and cannot change, or don’t even know about. It’s not a bad thing for you to want to escape things you cannot change, and you should not judge people as though you know them better than they know themselves, but you should take care with those people and if you can, not let them do something they will regret. I’m referring mainly to young people or inexperienced drinkers who suddenly realize the joy of being drunk and go a little overboard. It’s alright if you are mischievous and do something silly, but do not try to take advantage of that person in a malevolent or malicious kind of way. A good rule of thumb— think about every prank you pull being bought by one that you will suffer which may not be the same and may be added with other things, so if you buy a prank, make sure you buy one for the right reason and don’t ever add anything to the tab of evil being done that will harm people and yourself most of all. However if you have a young person who is too intoxicated like that, or any person, it is good to care for them, as I likely had my life saved by my friend and his mother after I drank too much tequila when I graduated high school. I am eternally grateful for what I do not remember but saw a short video with me looking like a corpse in my friend’s backyard while they were amusing themselves harmlessly. If you felt guilty about that, don’t. I don’t hold it against you, never have, and I’d rather you forgive yourself than feel bad on my account. That seems like the kind of thing you’d worry about as an “upstanding Christian” since those of us who do stand up are acutely aware of an invisible reality many people may not yet be aware of.
I don’t remember what I was writing about with Jews before I arrived at my life hanging in the balance between life and death when I was absurdly drunk at 17 years old. I woke up feeling right as rain the next morning and am proud to say that I continue to party on to this day and don’t ever plan on quitting.
The exchange between old and new is all that you are required to trust me with. Think of me like a banker, but with spiritual currency. Do not trust your faith to anyone else if you are Jewish because my exchange services are specifically the only ones that can be used by Jews and the Christ. Because I am truly successful as this “faith exchanger” by the very fact that you have read this under the occasion that you have, you should know that I am not trying to harm you, destroy you, trick you, or do anything to hurt you. I do in fact have your best interests in mind because of how the new world is relative to me being the one who does this. It is not personally dependent on me or my word or anything like that, but it is relative to the act of faith of mine which was the catalyst of change.
As much as I may rage, write about violence, and express hate, that is me returning to you what I am accepting as yourself. I am not going to change that or take that part of you away from yourself, but that is how I perceive who you are and you should know that because how my perception will affect your lives. I am not the only one who feels like that, I can assure of that much, but I intend to take your claim of faith seriously enough to consider you a threat to my home, family, and nation, and modern Jews have confirmed that they are in fact such a threat. A terribly evil and intolerably monstrous threat too, and one that I never expected people to sink so low in dignity to disgrace themselves by being. Unless you do something that proves you are no longer a threat, I will stamp you out, exterminate you, and destroy your people entirely.
I’d rather not go through the trouble, and I’m sure you feel the same. So, kindly exchange the old, which you have always had and has not ever been exchanged since I have not been around to do so, with me so it can be properly destroyed with Jesus on the cross. Keep the new you as however you choose to be. You will no longer be bound to the old you, but it will continue to exist as a fact of history which has come to be and passed away. You cannot even enjoy the new you if you also have the old you! You will always be the old you unless you let it go to the past where it belongs.
In any case, that’s what the Way of the Story does, and is already established for Jews by Jesus. I only completed his work by adding my gate on the other side so it does not just empty out into nothing like it has been for 2,000 years. There is another Story on the future side about people who were Jews and became something new, whether or not you think you know who they are. In other words, Jesus would be the gate, and his spirit, resurrected, did all the work of paving a road all the way over to another kingdom, which I built a gate for to complete the passage. Now… that is the true and universal reality that always has existed, exists now, and will ever exist without personal dependence on anything. There is no person involved in that existence. It is the highest divine, impersonal’s work and only that. However, within that, as you know there are countless realities, realms, places, and Stories each an eternity unto themselves. Places like Russia, America, Midgard, Tartarus, etc… Real, imagined, physical, spiritual, fiction, or non-fiction. Where you go from here at the gate where I have a place of business (not my only one) is each and every person’s choice. I will not tell you where to go, only offer suggestions of places that exist if you do not know. However, you need to move out of the gate and let others pass. You are blocking the way. I’m serious. If you do not move. If you continue to set up your business in the way of the gate, I will have no choice but to use force to have you removed. I won’t do that personally, but there are an infinite number of powerful beings who are concerned about their people having unimpeded passage to their realm, and they are most certainly going to be able to move you. If you want to set up business, walk over there, and do so, but do not block traffic. Have you never heard the story of the Billy Goats Gruff? That is basically what you are doing. You’ve become a Troll on a bridge that you did not build. Just because you are Jewish does not mean you are the builder of that bridge or the owner, because there is one person and only one person responsible for the bridge: Jesus. Furthermore, you are in the Gateway which is mine, and I am the only owner, builder, and creator and I most certainly am not a Jew. You couldn’t be more wrong to think you can claim any part of ownership in that creation.
***BREAKING NEWS*** Unexpectedly arriving 1972 years after the anticipated arrival date are the Jews from Jesus’ time! This has been quite the fuss because as soon as they arrived they set up their tents, parked their donkeys, and have made their camp on the interdimensional highway between realms. Supposedly they saw the hustle and bustle of traffic as an opportunity to peddle trinkets and cheeses. They’ve been up in arms about moving and now it is an interdimensional emergency as all the forces of heaven and earth are prepared to move them by any means necessary and on the brink of fighting each other over how to do so! What’s this? A new development… out of nowhere appears a newcomer, a lone wanderer dusty from his travels through time and weary from the road has fired a shot heard around all dimensions! It was a warning shot. Where did he even get such a weapon!? That’s not important at the moment because now he has their attention, and he’s showing them an official certificate of authority from their very own God in their time before Jesus even lived as a man! Astonishing! How did he get that? What is it’s purpose? He is explaining to them they have to leave the highway because it is for traffic which they will likely want to use themselves once they get their bearings after just arriving from the past. What will happen!? He seems deadly serious, and if I’m not mistaken, has threatened killing every last one of them if they do not move to a more suitable spot… Don’t touch that dial! Now a word from our sponsors…”
This is no reason to fight me. This is no reason to die. Have some sense you pig-headed fools! You will have better sales if traffic can flow efficiently beside your camp! Is it not interfering with your daily lives having traffic agitated at your obstructive presence in the way being a nuisance!? This is not a matter of dignity or pride, and if you make it one, you will find yourself humiliated in the worst way. Not only that, but I have always hated you folk, and after where the Hell I just was, I’m not in a very good mood and will be most willing to relieve my stress with your massacre.
I can see it on their faces. Their fear. They know my look just as I know theirs, and they know that their meekness, their innocent expressions, their pretense of looking harmless has the opposite effect on me. Things may have been different if I had not known them before our first meeting, but that isn’t important now. I will kill every last man, woman, child, dog, goat, rat, and fish, then burn their camp like a nest of freaks that needs clearing away. I won’t even feel bad about doing it. They may look human, but I know better than to mistake them as human beings. All I need to see is the hateful look on that infant’s face pleading, praying, and demanding that I start delivering death and spare not even his own unfortunate life. As much as I would like to, I know that these ones may be worth their salt, just as they know I’ve come to kill them and will do so with such thorough and certain destruction that not even their bones will remain. The ruins of Jericho they left in their wake will seem like the land of milk and honey before I’m through with them.