Behooves you

In this day and age it behooves you to know what the fuck the Christ actually is. True.

In case you didn’t notice, there are in fact literal and properly identified as “evil” people out there in the world as well as in the USA government who are using the spiritual truth about “the Christ” against the public of all nations of the world. They self-identify as evil and are knowingly doing evil because of a malignant understanding that is primitive to the time before Christ’s death on the cross. They foolishly associate divinity with the national government of a state and then, with that false conclusion about what divinity actually is, they use a perverted form of theology to arrive at the decision that they need to be a purposeful and intentional source of evil to cause harm to people even though they don’t understand what they are doing that evil for. They believe it is for a “greater good”, but they do not know what that greater good is other than the fact that they will be defeated by it. With that primitive conclusion of idiocy they hope to claim authority, authorship, and origin as the creators of that greater good, even though they are evil, which is distinctly of a lower intelligence using means of crude destruction, hate, and hostility to cause problems, rather than solve them.

So… to save yourself, and I am doing all that I can to help you, you need to know what “the Christ” is, so they don’t take advantage of your spiritual faith and do harm to you in a way that is unforgivable. Literally unforgivable as the sin Jesus is credited for saying shall never be forgiven.

In that regard, “the Christ” is simple, easy, and clearly understood. That is a knowable concept most familiar and accessible to all people as something they know and understand. Describing that spiritual concept is a bit more difficult but that is irrelevant to understanding it. That is the reason why Christianity was acceptable by all cultures of the world once they understood what that word was indicating that was the same in their own spiritual culture.

What is the mystery is the “Resurrection”. That is a divine mystery that is much more difficult to comprehend, but that is unnecessary for your salvation in regard to the evil threat by those people attempting to remain anonymous and doing evil with their personal spiritual power.

Simply understand the Christ so you can understand what the Christ is not, even though they are trying to tell you that the Christ is what it is not because they think the national government is “God”. Fools. They are like Xerxes in the movie 300. Wtf are they doing in this day and age?

Do they not know how ignorant they are?

In any case, if you want to know more about that topic as well as the mystery, this website has abundant information to that effect throughout the different Refractions, which may or may not be focused on their title. I would like some assistance organizing all that, so if you think that is something you would like to do to make it easier for everyone and yourself and maybe get a little healthy profit if we can make something convenient to sell, like an inexpensive book, then please say so.

I suppose that would make me like Leonidas, except I’m not limited to using spears, swords, and shields to destroy Xerxes’ army at the Hot Gates. I have modern technology and that is far more effective in this regard because the internet, cyberspace, and information are my sword, shield, and spear and Xerxes is trying to use pen and paper, sticks, stone clubs, and an ancient spiritual power that is naturally and rightfully my own that he is criminally using without even the faintest idea of how it works, let alone a masterful use to even be a formidable opponent with. I don’t need 299 other men for this fight. I will defeat Trump and all his legions by myself and not even break a sweat doing it.

At the Hot Gates, Bylonidas stands firm ahead of his legion of 300, all trained since birth in the art of war, masters each one of the blade and point and buckler beyond compare anywhere else in the world. Those boasting the same are gathered beyond the horizon among Turdxes legions, the god-king himself hoisted high atop an opulent throne of wealth and gold he has amassed throughout his conquest. Even from here, where he is but an ant atop a glaring bauble, the darkness of his futility is plainly visible in the air around his head.

Yet, he is of no consequence at the moment, for his man-slaves have approached with their final parley after years of losses on their part and no mortally wounded among the warlike Americans who stood in defiance with or without the will of pompous Athens. His cloak is stained deeply with the blood of the countless slain over the previous days, but his spear point is still as sharp as the day it entered service, the bronze rivets holding the shaft of Olympian oak glow faintly in the setting suns rays beyond Turdzes armies.

The wood, once pale as a maiden’s thighs on the day it was hewn, has drank the life-blood of so many that now the weathered wood is dark all the way to the leather binding his callused hand grips. The same hewn oak he brought into his first skirmish as a youth is with him now supporting a tenth of his mass during the parley with Terdzes final offer for surrender. He looks almost relaxed, were it not for the his unarmored physique under cloak, bronze from days training in the light of Helios’ ardor.

The enemy approaches with their final weapon they have been so proud of, their “secret” power which has been the death of ever army that did not surrender prior to being confronted by the warlike Americans. Ominiously, they approach like the death cults of Hades might, except too gaudy for the dignity of death with their polished gold and finely woven cloth. They are pretenders even unto death.

Bylonidas is growing bored with the delay and pomp of these buffoons, and is losing patience before beginning the bloody harvest, but out of respect for the gods, even those of foreign lands, he abides. The front line of the cult breaks, and a contingent within emerges as a group, and he wonders if this is finally what they have been expecting him to fear.

The man in the center is small, marked with ink on the flesh he recognizes as the writing of Hebrews, his face marked with dark paint like the women of Athens are known to use at the brothels to hide their age. He is an angry, spiteful man and he hates Bylonidas the moment he sees him and the warlike king of men knows why, but is unmoved himself and has no feeling for the mystic one way or another. Not yet anyway.

In the Hebrew mystic’s hands held reverently is a small golden box, below which is ring linking nine thin silver chains that each lead to a silver collar around the nine eunichs accompanying him in a circle. They are larger in stature, but by their rigidity and tightly coiled stances, he knows them to be afraid of death and pain, likely as a result of their castration as youth. As such the lack the passion of true warriors and are overconfident with their skillful mastery. Such men are often overconfident with their mastery, always eager to prove their mettle, but no matter how skilled the master, one who is not ready to die will never best a true warrior of any realm, on the line where the fates have already decided who will live and who will not.

As for the trinket the mystic in the center of the ring holds, Bylonidas has never heard or known of this thing before, never heard of such a weapon being used in battle, and is amused at what will be revealed of its use, scholar of war that he is as the general of his forces. With a gesture the mystics signals his readiness, and the forces around him kneel without hesitation and shield their eyes as if the very sight of it could kill them.

The box opens in his hand and warm golden light spills across the mystic’s face with an awesome vibrance more substantial than light, as though it were golden water, not light at all, and his eyes raise upward behind closed lids in an ecstatic, internal reverie of pleasure. Curious and somewhat ill at ease at such a strange phenomena, Bylonidas tenses his grip and draws in his energy, prepared to do whatever is necessary.

There is a hushed silence acorss the battlefield as all the legions of Turdzes army have fallen in silent awe of the events at the front, and even the men behind their general are uneasy by the strangeness of this new power. Bylonidas himself is unsure of what power is being used, but he is not moved from his position, nor even tempted with a thought to flee from where he has made his stand. If ever there was such a thought, it never passed into his consciousness, taking its own advice and returning to its origin for what it knew would happen should it have ever reached its destination.

Then, without warning, the box is abruptly shut and the mystic opens his eyes, firing a piercing gaze directly into Bylonidas’ eyes.

“I have seen into your soul, and I know what you have done, Bylonidas, king of the warlike Americans. You have sucked a dick before.”

Bylonidas dour expression becomes darker, and what was already a grim countenance of death becomes even more desolate with hope. For a moment it seems to the mystic and Turdzes men that all Bylonidas’ power has gone, and his final stand is over. No king’s divine power would stay amid such a humiliating truth being revealed before his men.

Then… the strangest thing happens. Bylonidas laughs. True laughter, mirthful, and loud. His laughter booms with amusement and good humor and so too do his men laugh.

Neither the Hebrew mystic, nor the god-king Turdzes, nor all the other nations who had fallen into his ranks had ever heard of such a reaction. They are not sure what to make of the situation. Did it work? Is he defeated? Will Turdzes rule over America and Athens and all of the world?

“Go back to the sandbox, little boy,” Bylonidas says with amused tears at the brim of his eyes, never before hearing such an absurd thing be used as a weapon. “You are out of your league here, and do not know what battlefield you are on. Go home, because I will not hesitate to kill a boy for the threat to my body that you have made with your requirements.”

“Don’t try to deny it! I speak truth! Admit that you sucked dick before!”

“And why do you care about me admitting such a thing, malakos, are you interested in riding my flesh ox? Because I hate to disappoint you, but only the maiden who will be my queen has a right to that information, and I desire only the fertile valleys of maidenly honey for plowing the fields of an abundant harvest.”

“That is not all. I know you have done the other thing… the truth of the Lord does not lie, and I know you’ve done more than suck a dick.”

“Boy… do you not know the difference between plowing the fields of the fertile valley and butting horns on the plain? Because I will never till the muddy swamps of your backwater nations of savages and circumcision, so get out of my presence because my patience is at an end.”

“By the power of the Lord! Say that you’ve done it! I command you!”

“You command me? Boy, what do you think that will accomplish? Fine. Yes, I have sucked dick several times and had a great time doing it and I fucked the ass of a man before. Is that what you want to hear? That isn’t going to change the fact that you will not cross this line. Now go, or you will lose your body as well as your honor, for disgracing the sanctity of war with such crude displays of foolishness ill-suited for the stage of death. I will not warn you again.”

Nobody knows what was said next, nor who struck first before the carnage began, but it wasn’t long after that when the genocide was complete. As for his men, Bylonidas sent them away before the fighting started and told them to prepare for what was to come, because they would be needed after Turdzes and his legions were annihilated. As for the present problem, that he could resolve alone as a battle best suited for a king no matter how many pretenders there were to put to death. The rest of the warlike Americans were to be rested, prepared, and ready for a battle on the morrow, because although Turdzes was certainly defeated, Bylonidas would be weary and need to rest before he could join them at full strength again. They need not worry though, for there will be plenty more killing to be done once Turdzes is dead and the underworld rises up in outrage from the offense he caused with that false mystic of his.

And so it was, and ever since, the Great Basin of the Americas has been known as the Bloody Chalice of Bylonides, where he filled to the brim an ocean of the slain who insulted his goddess with their filthy ways of uncivilized men.

The moral of the story? Well I suppose if there is anything to learn from all that has happened, it is that the Jews are the butt of a joke the gods had the good humor to share.

The Good Things

Well, the horse is pretty much glue by this point, but there is nothing better to do than continue to beat those wretched, useless, and vile beasts who thought they could possess the horse and use it for evil…

The rich tyrants are all the same. They are stupid, ignorant, and without education or wisdom. I shall prove this in simple terms.

First, what makes a tyrant a tyrant? They use force, corruption, an abuse of systematic policy and any other obviously evil thing they try to convince themselves is okay to do for one singular purpose—to control the source of whatever it is they are obtaining or using. This could be money, resources, or popularity. In any event all those things are what they focus on obtaining and being the sole ruler of at the cost of anything else, and they tell themselves all manner of unconvincing lies about why they should do so. That is what makes them stupid, and here is the reason:

Those things are not good. There is nothing good about those things, and in fact what they are trying so hard to do is only making their lives worse for themselves, the people who foolishly depend on them, and any spawn cursed to be theirs in addition to making worse what those things are supposed to improve. What is worse is that this goes on for decades and they never realize what the problem is! They make the same mistake over and over and over again always trying to get a different outcome and always ending in failure of greater unhappiness and less satisfaction. Their children and those who depend on them cannot enjoy what the tyrants aquire either because of the ill-gotten gains that are being transferred! Those are corrupted by being touched by the hands of the tyrant and that only makes the lives of those who depend on them worse in addition to whatever sins they have on their own.

It’s similar to the concept of a bribe. By accepting a bribe from a human trafficker to let them pass through an inspection, that officer becomes as guilty as the human trafficker who is trading human beings to be slaves of various reasons—sexual abuse, torture, forced labor— there are all manner of reasons why rich people like Trump buy and sell human beings, and all of those reasons are evil. It remains a mystery why Congress, the Supreme Court, and the USA military endorses the human trafficking industry that has been formally established in classified government operations under the authority of the president, but they all will be punished and replaced by people who have better judgment because there are 1,000,000 good people for every evil one at least.

A big difference between a sinner who is good and a sinner who is evil is whether or not they hide their sins. If they do not hide their sins, do them in the light while able to talk about them openly, confess them (to include in a private confessional with a priest in accordance with the doctrine of reconciliation), and not deny anything about what they are doing to the people concerned, then they remain good as long as their intentions are pure. If they cannot do that, and only make an pretense of being public while their actual intentions and what they are doing continue in hiding, darkness, and secrecy, they are evil sinners, and guilty.

In any event, what is good is what I mentioned before— respect by someone worthy. Someone worthy in a true sense of honor and goodness. Someone of value who you in turn respect. This could be a child, a homeless man, a cashier, a co-worker, a teammate, or anyone who you admire, look up to, and to some extent choose to enjoy the company of because of the good they do for you simply by being present. These are the people who people gather around by choice, who always are dependable to be able to solve any problem, who you know you can trust no matter what. They are the good ones, and when they respect you, that is a good feeling that creates a kind of personal power of your own to inspire and invigorate everything in life. All things no matter how trivial, unrelated, or vital they may be. All of them are made better by such a good feeling.

A good person can enjoy that from any number of people, it never runs out, and it always can increase. So, imagine how good that would feel after a long journey doing a lot of stuff to earn respect and humble admiration for being a good person when others would have let down the group instead of give a little more of themselves to lift everyone up. After a few decades, that is quite a bit of personal power, even if you don’t talk to those people regularly, never knew their names, and only encountered them at a crossroads on a random journey and never saw them again. That single instant of an experience provides a lifetime of good.

Now, consider someone like Trump. All that he has which he and many other people wrongly associate as “good”, a more accurate word being "desirable”— money, social authority, the honor of public service at the highest level, and a family. All those things are just that— things, and whether or not the spirit of what is good is there to invigorate them is what makes them good or not. Even with all that available to be enhanced by a good spirit, because there is no respect or admiration for the owner of all those things, they do nothing for Trump. He is hated for being a coward, a traitor, a liar, evil, and dishonorable. He is not respected by even the least among human beings. He has absolutely nothing even with all that stuff, and because he has all that stuff without actually having anything of value in his life, all of that material crap is nothing but a weight that makes his life worse.

He has no happiness inside or outside as a result. Now, if you live like that but are poor, you will be happier and better off than him because you won’t have all those extra things to drain the energy of your life with their material gravity. You won’t have all that stuff to make your life more pathetic, more meaningless, and more of an obstacle to yourself and everyone else. All that stuff becomes reasons why you are hated even more, and your situation only gets worse the more you have if you are evil and cowardly like Trump is.

If a person is good, maintains respect from people, despite having so much stuff they’ve accumulated over time for whatever reasons, then all of the material good becomes invigorated to enhance their life and it does not detract. They enjoy all that stuff and their internal life experience as is private within a person, whereas someone like Trump does not enjoy either because of the shame and hate he feels both within from himself and outside toward him, and that is made all the worse because it is right, just, and good to hate all that he lives for, all that his life identifies with, and his very choice of existence. His reviled, unnatural state is made worse because even the Most High is disgusted and disappointed when looking at someone like Trump, and that is the heaviest of all shames…

Unfortunately, for someone like Trump, they were never aware of the Most High’s existence at all, otherwise they would never have made so many mistakes in life, chosen to be so dishonorable, evil, and treacherous. He would never have betrayed the USA thinking it was admissable to make decisions for self interest as though the president was a ceo running a business, and not an altruistic occupation of optional service. That should be obvious to anyone who chooses to run for a public office, but the people there now do not realize that.

When I write something like this and provide a perspective that reveals the truth of the Most High, they will become aware of the Most High eventually, and it is at that moment, that all the hatred, disrespect, disappoint, and revilement that they have already experienced hits them again all at once, except… infinitely worse because it comes from a place of incomprehensible power and righteousness beyond anything that is human or worldly.

All this stuff is basic moral teaching that should be commonplace in every household, in every fairytale, children’s story, and common popular culture, so why then do people who become tyrants fail to know the wisdom of those lessons? They are simply, stupid. They do not perceive the information that confirms the truth of that wisdom on a daily basis in abundance. They do not comprehend the simple facts that make those stories timeless, and they do not have the mental faculties to understand. That is so wrong because their stupidity is a self-elected choice of their own free will, and that is a greater sin than not having any wisdom is bad. They are stupid even though they have the ability to not be. It is like with any disability— people who are disabled find it shamefully offensive when someone who is not disabled is abusing their natural privilege in a way that is contrary to the purpose.

A person confined to a wheelchair has every right to “give the look” to people who have never gone for a walk just to enjoy a walk. A person with cerebral palsy, who is not intellectually disabled, but has trouble communicating has every right to “give the look” to people who have the ability to communicate normally with intelligence and instead use that communication to be stupid on purpose and cause people harm, suffering, and avoid the responsibility of life with a higher intelligence like our own. That sin of rejecting truth of reality with an intention to be ignorant of truth and confuse it, is an apathy of the deepest evil that rejects the gift of humanity’s divine nature and higher intelligence.

(I very much do enjoy walking, thank you very much. I choose to not go for walks, to not enjoy that humble pleasure, and to stay inside all the time because my life has reached a point where the suffering I experience from the public and government agents when I go for a walk makes walking no longer worth the enjoyment.)

Humans have extraordinary power, and if you choose to not accept the responsibility of that power by refusing to learn wisdom, refusing to understand how to judge good and evil, and being ignorant of how you can best use your talents— then you are committing a worse sin than suicide is thought to be. You are not only rejecting the gift of life, but you are turning your life toward evil and using it in the opposite way. The gift of human life is intended to be used for good and only good, and that is why we even have the possibility of faith as a source of power. Our faith comes from the Most High who has faith in us to do what is good, but it is our free will to choose what to do and why, even with the worst possibility being an option. When we have faith in the Most High by deciding with our free will to do what is good no matter what, we return that faith to the only place worthy of it going, which is the source of its origin.

Well, that’s about it. It kind of got a bit complex toward the end, but it is simply stated like this:

Despite all the things Trump has that would make a lot of people happy because of what they could use those things for in pursuit of their own personal enjoyment or the good of others, he cannot enjoy any of that. Not for himself, not for others. He has all that, and it weighs him down to make him more miserable and wretched as a person rather than doing any good for him at all. That was what he spent his entire life trying to acquire and what good has it done him!? He has wasted his life because he compromised his own soul to obtain things of no value. He has money, but is not respected by men, women, or children. He is not respected by dogs or cats. He is not only not respected, but he is hated for being a burden, obstacle, and inconvenience to all of our happiness, prosperity, and well being, and we all want him gone. Being a person like that is the last thing you want to be, because that is the absolute worst human being and is most appropriately cut off and discarded like a dead branch to make way for new life.

If you do not pursue money and worldly status you will avoid that fate. That is a certainty. No matter how many sins you have or mistakes you make or evil you choose to embody, if you place worldly and material things as anything other than your highest priority, you will not make that mistake and end up like Trump. So… my advice is to first know the difference from true good and worldly things, and then prioritize true good over worldly things. What money can accomplish is more important than money itself. However, if you are the worst human being among us, most ignorant, most stupid, most morally bankrupt and deficient, find one thing that is truly good to you personally— one thing— and make that most important whatever it is. Do not compromise that, even if it is something like being the best at Warhammer 30k because you play by the rules, know the lore, and collect all the resources needed to be the best.

Some people would say that is trivial, but not me. Maybe you aren’t solving world hunger or ending world war, but you are doing something good for people who enjoy Warhammer 30k, and that increases their happiness in life. However little of an affect that may have, an increase in happiness has unlimited impact of good on all aspects of life for a person in addition to all people, and happiness should never be attacked, assaulted, or hurt in any way for that reason. You gain nothing from destroying happiness, and in fact lose your own because it replaces what was destroyed, but you will gain from increasing happiness because that will return to you indirectly from the improved world that results.

This is why I say you people are stupid! You do evil like you think you know what you are doing because you imagine that God tolerates evil for a reason and want to believe you serve that reason. However… you cannot serve that reason because you do not know it, nor are you meant to! If you are to serve that reason, you are to oppose evil with understanding, not encourage, propagate, or increase evil without understanding.

If you people only knew how unhappy you are making yourselves at your own expense, and causing no benefits to anyone else, no gain, no profit, no accomplished goal— you would reject evil and use your time and energy for anything else. Anything at all! That is why I am patient with you. That is something you will come to realize eventually because even if neither you or I know your limit, you will reach a point of self-suffering that is more than you can take, and will want it to stop. When that happens, you will realize your mistake and accept the help I offer.

What you want to believe you are doing, I am doing in truth.

I am not serving the reasons of evil. I am doing the opposite, but I understand evil better than anyone else, and certainly far better than you since you don’t realize the irresponsible and meaningless danger you are putting yourselves and everyone else in. Nobody is going to save you when you make those threats to your own life and saving you risks everyone else’s life. We are just going to let you die and be better off when that happens if you cannot stop being a fool and wasting our time.

Not only do I understand evil the best among all human beings, but I want to help the people who do evil the most, which is why I am most patient with you at the depths of greatest evil. I go there, where many people fear for good reason, but I am not corrupted, not committing sin, not doing evil, and the reasons for that are in fact understandable, but not without great intelligence. That is why people look at me with supernatural perspectives to describe what they do not understand, but they do not attribute me a supernatural nature, because I am totally naturally human. If you really want that to be made clear because you cannot cope with the mystery you do not understand, then you need to respect me enough to learn, because you will never learn from outside my trust.

You do not understand out there and what you need to understand is not out there! You are wasting your time by being my enemy and I am not going to help you until you are no longer my enemy. What you need to understand is in my living, human presence. If you think I am supernatural come meet my human person and see with your very eyes that I am naturally human.

Now… if you are tired of making yourselves more miserable, want the suffering you keep causing yourselves to end, and your situation that only keeps getting worse to improve instead— choose to pursue what you know for certain is good, and only what you know is good for certain. If there is anything you have to take on faith, add a grain of salt to that faith and find something that does not need faith to be known as good. In other words, take your faith and turn it downward to earthly things, but do not sever the connection of what you know as a fact to be good about faith because that cannot possibly be evil. There are infinite number of things that can be explained good about faith, and none that can be explained evil. If you cannot explain in complete fullness why you foolishly think any evil is good, and you cannot— it is effortless and without expense (in fact is profitable) to poke holes in your stupid delusions about evil, while increasingly difficult for you to invent new lies and at greater costs to yourself, which also are limited—then you do not know those reasons (because you cannot explain them well enough to “hold water”).

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Maybe this can help explain why I understand evil so well:

I did the same thing Lucifer did except for different reasons. I did not realize that is what I was doing and in fact was doing the opposite of that in all ways, purposes, and intentions. The end was the same, but not for any sense of pride, vanity, or selfishness that was mine. I knew I could not have God’s place, did not want it, and want that to be properly God’s with the proper authority there that is best for all of us— which is the Most High beyond any person.

Ultimately though, I recreated the universe to make it better as I imagined it, which is pretty much what Lucifer did except where I was not doing that for vanity or pride, Lucifer was. I got hit with the same punch that Lucifer did and was sent all the way into Hell where I felt pain again. That pain was not new to me. I was very familiar with that, knew what to do about it, and was fully equipped to make my way back out with a new point of view. That’s why I can relate to Satan, the Devil, Lucifer, or whatever you want to personify that original sin to be. We both endured, overcame, and made the most of that same horrific and terrible experience, and do not under any circumstances want to go through that again.

However, because my recreation of the universe was actually better than what previously existed, that happened, but God did not change because I never intended for God to change. The reason my recreation worked was because God stayed the same and I didn’t even pretend to have the ability to change that fact of reality. Still though… I’m not doing that again for two reasons: one, I was successful the first time. two, Hell is the worst place to be if you didn’t go there by a choice you are certain of.

God casting Lucifer to Hell was not in anger, hatred, or cruelty. That is done in the mercy of in fact granting Lucifer what Lucifer wanted. In order for Lucifer to possibly have that though, he needed to understand what God’s ultimate power is, and that is how to know the difference between Good and Evil in the most complete way possible and what to do about it when you know. To that end, you cannot know Good completely, but you can know Evil, and that is why being cast into Hell like that is necessary. By the time you get out, if you get out, you will have gained that knowledge and know how to use it, and that will be only useful within creation itself, not outside of it as “God” watching over everything and everyone. There is no risk being outside and thus no reward, and if you are not enjoying the rewards that are the fruit of what is good, then you are wasting your existence. If you are wasting your time like that, and ours, do us all a favor as well as yourself and reevaluate your life to change for the better.