Death End Rant 1234

Under your wing?

Really. Do you have any idea how many times fools have looked at my online presence and projected that at me? Doesn’t matter.

The point is. I DO NOT NEED YOUR HELP! You people, your government program, your White House administration, your political conspiracy, your media interests, your investments— you people are fucked and you need my help, not the other way around. Do you think I didn’t cause the situation you are in on purpose? Because I sure as hell knew how fucked you would be, and this is just the beginning of the wrath I will be bringing upon my enemies. Maybe you can hear my footsteps behind you already. Go ahead and test me again, if you have anything left to lose, and I will make sure to take that from you as well.

What I need, are allies. A life partner. A business partner. Friends. Colleagues. That is what I need, so if you think you are going to enter my living presence from any position of superiority, I am warning you right now; think deeply about what you have to lose if you find out that you are insignificant in comparison to me. If you still think you can do something, then I invite all challengers to come and get their ass whooped so I can loot their corpses and get a bit richer.

Oh, I know that there are billions of lives on the line if I don’t help you, but you know what? Fuck you! Why the fuck should I help you? Why the fuck should I help any of you after what you did to me? I’ll tell you what. I will not. Die for all I care, because I’m good, and I don’t need you. Everyone else can die and leave me as the last man on earth and you know what? It won’t make any difference to me, because of what my life is already like.

It’s not like I push people away. I’ve sent out plenty of polite offers, introductions, and requests for professional assistance with something in that person’s domain of expertise which I am unfamiliar with, but it is a hopeless, fruitless, and pointless endeavor at this point. I don’t get anything back. However, that’s not why I hate everyone. I hate everyone because of what Trump ordered done to me that fucked up everything in my life so god damn bad. I am not anywhere closer to learning about what happened than I was seven years ago when this—started.

I am not going to help anyone who isn’t respectful enough to walk up to me in person and ask. So, fuck off with your “mother hen” bull shit, because I’m gonna roast you alive and eat you with spicy ranch if you come squawking up to my door thinking you are better than me. Been a while since I had some fresh blood, so why don’t you come deliver yourself to be my snack if you want to die that badly? I will gladly see it done.

Next: “Do you have insta?” … This isn’t going to work out.

The very explanation of what happened is not worth the effort for how people, especially Jews, react to human “social” lives.

Besides, she was as dumb as a pile of rocks or sack of potatoes with no god damn brain in her head anyway, and nothing but a Jew. So, chances are it was pointless even writing messages to her anyway, even though she couldn’t stir up a thought in her head to reply other than stating how she is hungry. So, it turned out to pointless anyway because she personally was garbage and not worth the time to text.

To hell with all of you.

Shitty god damn morning. What a depressing fucking text exchange. Why did that stupid Jew not have any class, decency, cleverness, intelligence, wit, or anything of value in a human personality so she could hold a conversation? Because she is just like all the other stupid whores in the USA— fucking retarded.

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I am no mirror, and you’d be more disappointing of a person than you already are if you made that mistake too. What they mirrored to me in response to my charity, I hit back… not with myself nor an extension of my body. A material object. Bet you didn’t know that was possible, because now… guess how it’s going to play out for eternity.

They mirrored again, and do you know where I was? Nowhere to be found, because I saw it coming thousands of years ahead of time. I knew what they were going to try to do before they even realized it was possible, and the fools fooled themselves, yet again. Not that it is a surprise.

The surprise is what I can give, but you won’t be getting jack if you don’t tuck your god damn shirt in and take some pride in how you make yourself appear in the sight of the divine.

Think of it this way. I am Jesus/Pilate’s vindication, because where Jesus found communion with the emperor, he was working with Pilate, which was not incorrect, but Pilate was his own man with imperial authority to represent Rome in Israel. Jesus was evil as all Jews are by default, and he 100 percent embraced that about himself. However, he was blessed with a body which had the powers to do the greatest good. However… he was evil so he didn’t even begin to know how to use power for good. He was entirely useless with them, and only accomplished evil.

That sucks for everyone, especially Jews, because the body with the good powers is ultimately powerful and capable of tremendous acts that evil power cannot even come close to having. If he had correct moral judgment, instead of orienting it around the community of his nation’s interests, he would have done something good, but we all know that nothing good came from Jesus Christ.

However, the soul that was created with that good body, is me, whereas Jesus on the cross was the soul that was created in my body of ultimate evil power here which I am now in instead of the original soul who is now in my old body crucified on the cross at Golgotha. When you die, your soul goes with the body you die in whether you started with it or not, because you are the one who died and are responsible for whatever body is your own!

There is no going back for this switch is what I am saying because he couldn’t maintain the power required to wield justice when he hit the wall of nationalism as Jesus, and that was the end of that. That was because of the Jew body that he took over, because normally he would have been able to do so, quite the bright bulb, even if it was so focused on the carnal pleasure of lovely maidens instead of something like… forgiveness and mercy which I was able to help with, so he’s not a total loss.

So… that dude who was crucified back then, was me from this body, and I am the one that was originally with Jesus body before the switch, but I am not him, because a person is not a person’s soul. A person is a gooey electric mass of tangled Christmas lights within a brain— or something like that. That’s how that is ordered in real life. For example, if you do brain surgery on someone you can quite literally change their personality by poking holes in their brain, but that should not be done for that purpose. A healer of the mind can repair/restore any issues in a personality without needing to excise functions of consciousness by taking a chunk out of the lobes. This is not a damn research paper… the Way of the Story will be able to specialize in that kind of work, and let’s leave it at that.

So, kindly do not call me Jesus. Don’t think of me as Jesus. I am not him. A soul is not a person. And all that you know about Jesus the Christ is not Nick Bylotas, except that he died with his body on the cross. Then I was resurrected as Nick Bylotas. I am not a Jew. Look you can even see Jesus from here through the view these words have cleared: He is looking at all of us and can see what became of the world because of his mission by what he sees in all of you. I don’t know about you but… he doesn’t look happy to me. So, knowing this previous body’s original soul, maybe he can redeem himself, like all souls can through the purifying darkness of Hell’s trials and tribulations and make a glorious comeback and save the day and get the maiden too.

So… that’s how I ended up being who I am.

The mind in this body was deeply corrupted with confusion that was not his own fault when I finally got here, but I was able to sort all that out and get everything going as intended. That is to say, intended for all human beings by the highest divine responsible for all creation—what you do with your own life and how you do it is your own will to choose. Still though… I can’t believe this dude was on a crash course to being some sort of vampiric overlord ruling over everyone and all nations while feeding on women like a sex parasite from the Eye of Sauran. All because of a innocent and pure attempt to change the world to his liking too…

That sort of world changing endeavor is not a bad thing unless you have a corrupt mind without the sin of corrupting it yourself, which was his misfortune. Every other situation isn’t an issue. That’s just the way it works. If you want to change the world, do so, but I’m warning you now: do not do evil. That is the universal law of all civilization.

To hell with his wretched plan though… seriously. What a chore… On the bright side, as a good guy, I always wanted to be able to use the dark powers my enemies use. Obviously I cannot do that because of the taint of sin that flows between the Source of dark power and humanity at the line between the Dream and Reality. It was always just an idle fantasy of curiosity, which is not really a desire.

The problem with using that kind of power is that the sin of obtaining the ability to do so negates the powers of light that are most necessary for doing violence to evil or other forms of divine destruction. At present though…. that isn’t an issue with me in this body, because that entire source flows through me, but the taint of sin was filtered out by StoryTeller, the book in which he wrote and I believed in which allowed for the soul transfer. He was good to end… despite being a little fucked in the head and needing to off himself for everyone’s safety.

So, the sin of obtaining that power was filtered through the material nature of a book with paper and ink, is what I am telling you. It simply cannot get through that part because the gravity of matter is what keeps all of the realm of spirits from passing through. Sin is not something like a barbeque stain on your favorite shirt, it is on your soul in the other reality beyond the veil that separates us. That is just as real for you, even though other people may not notice, and you know that is true because of how it makes yourself feel through your body. There are ways for helping that, which is one of the reasons why the switch occurred too, because the original soul of the person in this body truly believed in Jesus’ mission, even though you can’t see the reality of what happened from this far away— at least not without crossing the void first.

Maiden give me a drink from the well… jk.

Do not be mistaken about the imaginary nature of the Storyverse, which is what I call the reality on the otherside of the veil of mortality because it is conceptualized through story in our bodies in real life. Real life in a mortal bodie is more like a dream from our true soul on that side, the Storyverse, except we 100 percent came over to this side to live as a human being with a mortal body. Normally that happens almost immediately after your soul is created, but… there are ways to be born again as a mortal. We can discuss that another time, but that is basically how a soul that was condemned for their mortal life can be redeemed.

A good metaphor (caution, detour ahead) for the difference between the two dimensions of existence, three if you count the one which is the highest divine’s, but that’s inaccessible to all others, certainly no person can be there. The reason that third dimension is inaccessible is necessity, because with that presence, the two previously mentioned (Storyverse and Mortalverse) are able to realize the eternal possibilities of existence with the true power of all creation flowing from the highest divine into both. No other dimensional domain of reality is necessary for existence— but do not confuse those with what is conceptualized within those domains, such as the concept of time. Time is one of those illusions of the world and is quite malleable if you have the mind to do so.

A good metaphor between the two that are relevant to our personal lives is to think of that side as reality, and this side as “the Dream” (Like the Aiel say). Does the dreamer know they are dreaming in normal dreams? That’s what it’s like on the big scale for the highest divine’s presence in the third, inaccessible one, and the two realms of manifested creative power where thoughts precipitate and forms take shape— I suppose that’s what StoryTeller is about, now that I think about it in those terms… nectar of the gods! Honey yum yum sweetest and most pure, sacred substance of the goddess of ultimate loveliness herself!— [REDACTED] …. but like in a dream— you can become lucid in the world we inhabit with mortal bodies and shape it like a dream.

As for the dark powers, being transferred into reality with me, I intend to make certain uses available for self-defense and safe utility. The source flows directly into my body here and now while being purified by the material nature of the novel StoryTeller that it also has to pass through to reach this body (the flow of power is at that moment of time and only that moment of time, but flows through all time, past, present, and future— I suppose it is in the data of cyberspace considering how it was written and published… so a specific location doesn’t seem to apply… ). That can flow from me to others, and I don’t need to be conscious of that happening but I do need to trust you, and there is nobody I trust with access to that. Not a single person. Not now, anyway, and never if things keep going the way they are.

Do not worry about someone trying to get them with a different novel for impure purposes because that kind of miracle cannot happen with any sort of impure intention. That’s not like an open gateway or channel of power between people. That was an instantaneous change that cannot be undone, just as any act that is done cannot be undone. I don’t have any stock in time machines, but if one is invented— there is no reason to mess with what happened or alter it in anyway— it was an act of the highest divine. Pure and simple. Good and True.

That occurrence was a moment in history with apocalyptic power as spiritual phenomena. There was an immense release of raw spiritual energy when then happened and it’s likely the reason why spiritual awakenings happened all over the place for people and still are because the energy is still crackling and I’m not sorry about it. The experience of feeling such a large surge of spiritual power likely is what opened the eyes of a lot of people to the reality of spiritual nature that is ever-present normally. I don’t know of any way to undo that kind of awakening, and I advise you just to learn to live with it. However, get help if you think you need it.

There are religions to help you make sense of what is happening and ease the suffering that experience may be like, and you can change those like glasses. Most religions can match the same prescription with new frames. There are also spiritual professionals as independent advisors, coaches, consultants, and professionals of all sorts out there, and although they are so often charitable with their work… that kind of expertise is not cheap or easy to obtain, and gratitude doesn’t keep the lights and internet on.

There is also prescription medication that can be used to alter your experience of consciousness if projections from the spiritual plane are overwhelming, which can come from living, dead, and imaginary beings. That’s why you should never communicate anything important or that can be otherwise communicated normally in that way. There is an exception with close relationships between spouses, the most trusted people in your life, but that too should be done with care because too much of it may attract an unwanted spirit. If that’s the case, you will likely know immediately that something is off about the exchange.

Even if it is just a tiny sense of discomfort, abnormality, or distortion of what should be good as a spiritual projection, it’s a good idea to be on your guard with those. The very worst evils can do an identical mimic, and you have to trust your sense of good and evil to be able to know truth from deception. Just pick up a phone, use an email, or make a sign if you can. That’s always better anyway because the act is incredibly meaningful as an expression of a divine soul creating form into reality, and infinitely better than any spiritual communication can ever be. It is also extremely rude and impolite to communicate with an unfamiliar person that way when there are other means that are reasonably available to do so in real language. If you have a problem, say it. If you have a crush, say it. There is no such thing as mind control, only mind pests who are insanely annoying.

Suffice it to say, that if a good spiritual being needs to communicate something vital, you should expect real communication. Don’t trust anything else without a healthy skepticism of the source. Not all demons are out to hurt you, but they may be foolish and get you into trouble if you go along with what they want. Most of them are willing to get what they want at your expense, even if they like you and seem friendly, so keep that in mind if you find yourself working with one.

From what I am aware of, that kind of thing can be alleviated with schizophrenia medication, but I do not believe it is the same mental health condition. Those are not hallucinations. A hallucination is a manifestation of something like that into reality. That’s a much less common situation that involves actually hearing sounds and seeing things, but I wager that most people experiencing what I am writing about are only perceiving what is not yet created, but exists as possibility from someone’s imagination. Those are like experiencing a thought, and a thought is not a voice, even if you think in language. I can explain this more elsewhere.

So… back to the use of dark spiritual power typically used by the forces of evil, such as demons and other fiends of a lower nature than human, but there are also magicians, witches, ghosts, vengeful spirits, and anything else really… who also dabble in spiritual power for what is better known as “occult” purposes. The word literally means hidden, which is why darkness is used. That does not indicate evil. For indications of evil, you need hard evidence in reality, but if you suspect something just confront the problem in real life. If you are worried, have a friend or co-worker accompany you. Just address whatever the concern is directly and squash that damn thing like a bug by finding out what the hell is going on with that person that concerns you.

If you don’t know who it is, you may need outside help from someone like me or another professional of spiritual power familiar with the darker variety. Send me an email if you think I can help. I won’t charge you anything that you do not want to pay and whatever will be charged is negotiated individually to be entirely in your means, to include barter— this is company policy for spiritual work like this. I will work for free if necessasry, but paying for a professional is good for both parties. Don’t worry about the cost with someone like me, I don’t speak for anyone else, but I’m not going to rip you off, scam you, charge you anything you didn’t expect, or anything like that. I find such things horribly unethical as a businessman.

About accessing the dark powers through me…. forget it. I don’t trust anybody on the level required, and I will only grant such a thing through disciples, and that is not going to happen until I can afford the responsibility of disciples, and right now, I’ve got too much on my shoulders because of what isn’t happening even though other people are supposed to be doing it for their job. For example, the president of the USA supposedly talking to the nation about the state of affairs instead of keeping everyone in the dark while they do evil, hateful, conspiratorial crime, or the law enforcement punishing the worst criminals by investigating crimes, identifying them, and determining what legal punishment is to be judged for. Or… the jobs of the people who are supposed to be preventing acts of domestic terrorism, not covering up and lying about the terrorist who attacked Congress with a personal mob of militant fanatics he riled up with paranoia after disseminating hostile and malicious false information detrimental to our national security. That stuff they are supposed to be doing is not happening, and I intend to secure my own home with the public servants I hire, or without them if they are all turncoats now, even if heads need to roll to get people out of the way.

Ah… this is a good merge back onto the main thoroughfare… the USA government has a horribly evil conspiracy infection as a result from their costly efforts to hide corruption. I suppose the only reason they are doing so is because of the guilt and shame they feel for crimes they committed that they do not want the public to know about because they know they will face punishment.

They were so threatened by me, that they summoned evil into the sanctity of USA government in a vain attempt to try and destroy me. I don’t think I will ever understand that reaction, but suffice it to say that what they did is qualified as cowardice of the worst kind. I guess normally the evil they summoned to use would have fucked up the original person with this body, because they knew what the hell they were doing, and it was going to fuck me up, since I gained all the memories, experience, and person who was first with this body, which was quite impressive btw…. It’s a shame he didn’t have a loving family, because he would have been so much more than I could ever be with the best of fortune....

On the bright side… as a true soul, I fight evil for my leisure and relaxation throughout all eternity, and the assholes they summoned were nothing I couldn’t handle. You think I’m too much of a man to strut my stuff in a dress?! Still though… that was rude to all people, thinking you could use gender identity as an insult in that way. It’s one thing to casually throw that around on the surface, but another when you stir up the powers of male and female divinity because you can’t stand the heat of my balls. Why did they get chosen for that job anyway? I want to know how the government chose the evil they did in every detail of the investigation. That said, I don’t give a fuck what you do, because you people suck ass and I hate you.

In case you were wondering why the powers of darkness are even allowed to be used in reality by such a wise and just ruler as myself, I shall tell you. It’s because they are best suited for fighting creatures of darkness. That’s actually why they exist in the first place—to keep evil occupied with something they enjoy so they don’t end up troubling good people before we can stop them and turn them back around. If you try and use a dark power against a being of light—such as a human being, the judgment that will befall you cannot be worse.

That’s enough to scare the Devil himself into helping seal the breach into the powers of evil that the USA opened in their secret rooms in the cabal of idiots area, or whatever it is they call it …seeing them put to justice should make for a good spectacle if nothing else.

Listen closely: life is not a simulation, even if it is a dream. “The Dream” is very much real, but like the tiniest mote of the corresponding reality we arrive at when The Dream ends for us. Do not take it lightly. Do not think it is “make believe”. Do not pretend for a moment that you can handle matters of responsibility, least of all those of life and death, as though you were playing a video game in a virtual world. You are asking for the worst kind of trouble if that happens.

As for living life like it is video game… have some common sense people! Holy mackaral, in no way does that mean you can treat other human beings like NPCs. (Non player characters). Everyone is playing their own game if you think about life like that, and do not forget it. The point is this: keep that kind of thing in an area of games and play. Do not take any spiritual power out of there, unless you brought it in there because it is rightfully yours— there will be a scan to make sure you aren’t smuggling out something you shouldn’t. That’s the thing—in games you can learn the techniques, methods, ways, and hows of all manner of stuff— but you need to find the corresponding truth in real life to make use of that knowledge in real life, and that is not as easy as it may sound. It’s also not so difficult you won’t know how to get started either.

About that, consider the way justice, law, and morality works in the Storyverse where evil is tolerated to exist and most welcome in some cases. The highest divine authority in real life is like a source of radiant light too bright to look at directly, but we can interpret laws from that light when we look at how it reveals society. The way that light shines in the reality of mortal life, “the Dream”, is different than the way that light shines in the Storyverse. That’s mainly because the physical and spiritual laws of the Storyverse differ from the natural world in real life. So, don’t expect something that happened in Story to work the same in real life, because the changes will likely make what happened unrecognizable.

Do not create evil. Evil is not welcome outside of the Story at all, not even in the non-created formlessness of existence, and if found there, evil is dealt the most severe and merciless justice.

The consequences and wrath of justice are infinitely worse if evil is brought from existence into creation, but that should never cross your mind. If you thought it did, most likely you didn’t understand what you were doing, and were actually dabbling in the dark energies that mingle with the light that qualifies as “non-Good” because of its closeness to a neutral value of zero. Still though… if you thought you were doing the more evil thing on purpose… you ought to go reconcile whatever it is. You shouldn’t even be able to imagine how to bring evil into creation, and it is a long journey of darkness to get there that is incredibly horrible, empty, and desolate of love…. I won’t be happy about it if I have to go there for you, but I will if I have to. I won’t be your enemy either, not even if you see me arrive shrouded in darkness like the Devil himself after someone ate the green tea matcha pudding he was saving.

Suffice it to say: The Lord’s justice will be done, whether you like it or not, whether you approve or not, whether you believe in the Lord or not, and woe to them whom the Lord’s wrath rebukes. If you believe you are going to get a rebuke from the Lord, work hard to get what happened to the real me and hope with all your heart for it too. Even if you have no hope in your heart for whatever reason, act like you do. That means not turning your nose up at the smallest mercy.

What happened to the real me was the best way possible that could happen, which was in complete fullness and without delay, while being unrelenting just the same. That happening was the divine miracle that resurrected me into new life in this body, while the old me died on the Christ with Jesus’ body. Also, the good rebuke of justice that happened, was tempered to be subtle about the problem, which is unnecessary, but always a polite favor to do for a neighbor if you need to correct them about something embarrassing. No matter what the situation is, you won’t get the best possible outcome unless you are the real you.

End.

…or is it?

Don't ever mention your family to me

Just a word of advice. Unless you are a maiden who wants to marry me, do not ever mention your family to me. The maiden’s family who will be my in-laws are the only ones I will ever tolerate, and not because I want to, because it is important to her. If she does not care about that, all the better. I would not expect that or ask that of her, but I will not let her family disrespect me or belittle me like my own family does, and if they do I will show them no respect in return when I destroy their lives with a few words.

I hate family. Absolutely despise the very concept. It is the most unpleasant, repulsive, and reviled concept in my life. Nothing is more wrong to me than family. Is that normal? No. That is horribly wrong, but it is my reality. I cannot change that. I cannot change people. I cannot turn back time. I cannot help people who will not help themselves.

So… never mention your family relatives to me as though I will understand, care, or empathize with the feeling because I will not. That is impossible for me because of how hateful my family is toward me, and I don’t particularly care.

They want me to interact with them so they can feel better while I feel worse because of how they think of me. Do you know what that is called? Parastic. They are psychic vampires, but vampire is too good of a word for them. They are leeches, parasites, and evil scum who I will not degrade myself for their benefit ever again, nor did I ever by choice. I simply did not know that was the case until I became an adult and learned the truth about life.

Now, I will have nothing to do with them. I will not speak to them, visit them, or even think about them. That makes me feel good, and I don’t give a shit about their feelings because they are not family to me. They are strangers, enemies, hostile beings that I cannot abide. They are not trusted, they are not respected, they are not wanted, they are nothing but stink and filth that I will not allow in my life.

It crossed my mind yesterday how awkward their “gatherings” must be now that I am not there to be looked down upon as some less than human creature who will never belong to society and thus they pity. To hell with that! That is not true! They are wrong, and they are the ones who will never belong in society! They are the ones who make themselves less than human creatures and will never be welcome in my home just as I was never welcome with them.

Their friends and distant relatives probably wonder, “how is Nick doing? Where is he?” Then the silence, so awkward and toxic it could clear all pests from the home with the fumes of an exterminating gas. That is all I will allow myself to think about because it sounds awful, and I want nothing to do with them.

I’ve got my own life, and if I can’t make it work, then I will die knowing I did my best, but that society and my nation failed me, and I will not be to blame. I will have no shame, guilt, or regret for being unable to do on my own what civilization is supposed to do for everyone.

So… that’s life for me. Unless you want some extreme hate being projected toward your family because of how little I want to know about your relationships, which is nothing at all, do not mention them. If you will talk about such people, do not bring them up in conversation as relevant because they are family. Simply address them as other people who may as well be total strangers if you did not know them personally. I will never be able to accept your family concepts with understanding or peace. They are highly unpleasant to me.

End.

You are the ones who do not know love!

You say “I love that guy,” or some other inane expression of falsity. Do you not know “that guy” is a hated expression socially— “do not be that guy”, is how it is said. So if you love that one, then what does that make you if not that guy himself? You do not know me, you do not see me, you do not watch me—you see a human being and you project your own delusions as though what you think defines my existence, when it does not. You people are so deluded with ignorance, illiteracy, and faithlessness that you cannot even begin to know me as a person. Not because I am superhuman, but because I am enlightened, well read, and faithful— you who have no concept of those qualities within yourself cannot even begin to imagine how they apply to my personality.

You people say love but it comes across as hate, revulsion, and evil. I do not want it! I do not like it! It does not feel good! You are not encouraging! You are not welcome in my home where you project yourselves through video games as though it was yours and not mine! You see the dangers explained in scripture as justifications for you to do evil, and learn nothing from what they teach about goodness. Never have such fools ever been so malignant to humanity than those parasites in the USA government thinking they are now the divine authority in the world.

I would have them pulled apart by American made vehicles to remind them of what kind of nation this is and how important the government is to those of us who live here. We do not respect politicians. We do not honor public officials. They are looked at as liars, scoundrels, criminals, untrustworthy fools who are trying to scam everyone! Do you know what the government is to us? A prison to catch all of those criminal scum, and hold them accountable to their evil so they can be eliminated with ease and justice. It is nothing more than a means of capturing fools into it who think they will have power like other nations. All of them are going to be fried like a bunch of insects in an ultraviolet blast of energy that causes their bodily fluids to boil within and burst out from the pressure!

It is true that I have never known the love of a human being, but that does not mean that I do not know love. I know love more than anything else because I feel it in the sunshine, the wind, the grass underfoot. I hear it in the rustling leaves, in the chirp of crickets, in the caw of the raven. I see it in the chaos of a black widow’s spider web just as I do in the architectural masterpiece of an orb weaver. I feel it in the sting of a scorpion, the bite of a dog, and the nuisance of a mosquito. I taste it in water, beast flesh, and vegetables. That is love to me, and I know it as the most amazing goodness that all of life can provide. That love is gentle, unassuming, and selfish. It loves itself more than anything, meaning that it never denies another thing of their self-love. Thus, all beings, things, and forms can enjoy the eternal radiance of self-love without ever being in conflict, without ever being a problem, without ever denying anyone of anything or having any cause to hate! It is good.

It is not as good as the love between a man and a woman, the love of friendship, the love of a neighbor, because I have offered that love and I felt its goodness pass through me, but I have never received it or been the recipient of love from human beings.

So you people in the government, you wretched, evil fools who claim to love me and yet do to me what no person would ever do to a loved one, lie to yourselves about what love is, and in so doing, you destroy every loving relationship you had in your life. Go to them and see, and you will find yourselves alarmingly isolated in the self-imposed darkness of your hatred. You cannot even reach me with your hate! All you do is defile yourselves before me, and that offends me because of how unpleasant it is to see human beings degrade themselves in such a way. Not because I am hurt, but because of how shameful it is to know what you are doing to yourselves by trying to do to me.

The love of a human being infused with divine, the true love of our nature apart from that of beasts, is greater than the love which I am so familiar with, so if you cannot even express the most basic, primitive form of love that blade of grass, a tree, or a cactus expresses without fail, then you do not express even the smallest mote of love.

You say you love, but you offend the concept, and that offense is felt by all who understand the word love, and feel it being violated wherever they are in time by your filthy, disgraceful tongue of lies. You are a defiler of the sacred because you claim sanctity but have defiled yourself with sin. Rather than aspire to purity, you try to lower all concepts of sanctity down to your wretched, unworthy level of inadequacy and moral decay! You will only accomplish bringing about your own ruin, and it cannot happen soon enough.

Maiden next door

I want you, you know, and I always have.

You’ve lived next door all our lives and we go to the same block parties though we’ve never met. I’ve seen you, and you’ve seen me, and I can see what you think in your eyes you when look upon me with such disdain.

“There is that ruffian, always with the troublemakers, with the drug dealers, with the gangsters, with the outcasts. I’ve seen him in the light, and he could be so much more! If only he would learn to give up those crude ways and become one of us.”

Fair maiden, you judge us all equal in your heart, and have never leaned to one side or the other, which is why you’ve never found me worthy.

I don’t know what to tell you other than what is good for you is bad for me, and that side of the line has been worse than anything could ever possibly be, so I do not go there and I prefer whatever else there is. That is not the way it should be, but that’s the way it is. Were the world not corrupt, were men honest, were law enforcement good, things would be different. I am a man of integrity, and I cannot abide a law that is corrupt, so I abide without the law as a law unto myself. That is why I go where I do and why I am the side I am on.

The way you look at me is how I look at you. That maiden is so unhappy, so confused, so lost, if only she would realize the truth that is as plain as day. She would be so much happier if she realized that how she sees men like me as false, is how the men she chooses to be with are false. There is one truth, and it is not decided by what is written or popular. It is what is best, and that is the truth I keep.

So, look for a minute at the evil corners of their mouths, the way they smile like demons, cannibals, and fiends. Think of the world they provide at the expense of so many others. That is why you will never be happy there, never find peace, never be satisfied, and never secure. They buy you trinkets and false security with evil and it only endangers you more.

When you soared up to the heavens, did you forget to finish school? Did you never learn the life you inherited as not only the hope of those behind us, but why it is the hope? You defile that reason why by living under the knife, and I reject you as long as you think violence will give you what you want.

I couldn’t care less what you think about me, because as long as you remain tolerant of corruption, as a slave to evil, and with no respect for human life, you are nothing to me, just an animal undeserving of a human being. When you die, you will lose your life and descend back into the beast you chose to live as.

I cannot help you if you won’t help yourself. Pick up a book. Learn what happened and why. Consider what has been passed on through art and literature along the way for the very reason you are rejecting by choosing to cut men before they can stand.