Why I do not like what you may think you like

If you have spent your entire life being loved, adored, cherished, and cared for so that your upbringing occurred with as much assistance as reasonably possible, always having people like your parents to help and encourage you, I suppose I can see why you may enjoy discouraging and meddlesome inconveniences as diverting challenges to entertain.

However, when the opposite applies, as it does in my case, you would hate that kind of thing with a blood boiling rage. My parents and systematic society have always been discouraging, never had an interest to help with my goals, never considered how they may be of service to my benefit as their child, and constantly interfered with meddling, adding obstacles, hindrances, and artificial roadblocks to entirely prevent my success. All they ever were interested in with my life was to force me to fail exactly how they wanted for their arrogant delusions of self-importance by thinking they had a right to circumcise my brother and thus had ownership over my body as uncircumcised.

When I finally freed myself from such monstrous and hateful family and found myself at peace in the real world where I have come to know and like people, total neutrality of strangers is a veritable paradise of angelic grace. At least most people are not outwardly hostile to me or trying to make me fail in the most public and private ways like my family has always been and continues to try to do. Those neighbors in the world as strangers, acquaintances, and friends may not be close and trusted allies to the part of me which is truly king, but a neutral business interest wanting to profit off my profit is infinitely more friendly than the hateful and uncharitable family I left behind.

Do you know what kind of spiritual being can be in that category as an ally? Take a wild guess. However, there are also good people who are genuinely altruistic, charitable, and kind with no need for self-gain, and they may as well be divine angels I’ve met in the flesh and blood bodies of human beings! When there are such people with real divine presence to me… there is no way some spiritual fraud trying to project a non-bodily presence arrogantly claiming to be something they are not even remotely close to, is ever going to be a friend or ally.

I lived long enough on my own to know the difference from natural reality and the present, artificial situation to be able to tell that there is a cabal of evil doers around me trying to make it seem like the world has turned against me. They think I am the fool for not noticing too! I do notice, however, what they do as the worst things they can imagine, is far less horrible than what my own parents did to make me fail. So, it’s not as bad, and that is why I have cause for happiness, but I am also aware of the reality that is beyond their pitiful illusion of smoke and mirrors, and that makes them all the more pathetic and powerless to me. I can’t believe they thought they could actually weave an illusion of reality over someone as well travelled and experienced as me! No matter. Those things are too burdensome for them to maintain endlessly, and I just gotta keep enjoying the better life I have now to see them undone without having to raise a hand against them.

What is more is that I believe in the goodness of reality that I grew up in the world to experience as apart from my family and home, a goodness that is most stoically present as the monolithic Catholic Church, and as most extravagantly exuberant in popular media (as it used to be). That goodness of the world is going to cause those illusions of evil trying to enshroud me in darkness to vanish simply because they are using the most crude, hateful, and foolish evil to covetously hide from the world that which is of the world in me and from me that which is in the world of myself.

Both of us need that illusion gone for our happiness. While I am very important to myself, more than anybody else thinks I am important, but not so important I wouldn’t put my life in the line to be of service to everyone, that world of goodness, is infinitely more important to everyone than the illusion of expensive and destructive hate is that nobody wants nor needs. It’s just common sense. They are going to break first and as I have been assuring them, when that happens we are going to see them put to justice for their crimes.