Inspiring Ideas

This is good. There is nothing wrong with this concept normally, and people should not feel guilty about having the product of another artist’s inspiration be the seeds for their garden of creativity. That is one of the joys about creative arts. They are like the candle of happiness spoken about it Buddhist proverbs:

“Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened.”

You do not need to ever fear the creative power of your inspiration running short when other people take it and run with it. Do not worry, even if they do not understand themselves and think they are stealing something from you. Those are the most profitable ways to teach others, and if that happens, you know your work is among the greatest to ever be made. The joy and happiness it evokes is such that the “thief” (who is not really a thief aside from in their heart) experiences such pleasure that it evokes the sin of covetous desire which occurs only from the greatest of all loves.

The covetous do not find themselves envying the ordinary pleasures of life that are mundane, they covet the desires which evoke divine happiness beyond mundane reality. That is specifically happiness that transcends the bodily nature of the human being and invigorates the non-bodily spirit with weightless joy—the flight of the spirit. These are the treasures which give flight to human beings even though their body may not leave the ground. The flight, although invisible in nature, is undeniably real as phenomena by the evidence that the treasure which evokes it is coveted by the perceiver as a witness. That is why it is coveted, whether the coveter knows it or not.

Animals covet basic goods of the body, like food, territory, and water. These are recognized by animal nature within both non-human and human creatures, and we are indeed creatures on a level of universal existence at the very bottom of the animal kingdom where we all swim together in gooey primordial noodles. Humans recognize those things and desire them and may fight for them if there is scarcity, but this is not the same as coveting. That is more about survival instinct than happiness, and coveting is entirely about happiness.

Specifically what makes humans seperate from all other animals is the experience of the happiness which is coveted. This is the higher conceptual reality, the inexplicable goods that we know simply and without needing to define them with words. That is where problems arise. These higher concepts of happiness gravitate around both real objects and human relationships, the latter of which is not limited to relationships between other humans, but can include humans and animals and humans and the natural universe itself. Experiencing that happiness is experiencing divinity and is often described as a “spiritual experience” in general terms or a “religious experience” if it was evoked through religious elements of any kind.

Because there is possibly an experience with divinity through material objects, there is the possibility of confusing divine reality with material reality. Let us say you are like me and adore the goddess Neptune from Planeptune (not the Neptune of Rome, who is male— not sure if there is a relation tbh). My adoration and worship of Neptune (Nep Nep) is honest and true Paganism as a healthy form of practice, and please do not mistake that form of spirituality as though it were the same as that which is practiced in monotheistic religions. Polytheism is vastly different in daily practice than monotheism, and to not side-track, I will leave it at that. In any case, let us say I have a small figurine model of Nep Nep on my desk. Looking at it brings to mind her delightful personality and memories of her adventures and makes me feel good, even if it is just a small amount of happiness.

Yet, if you were unaware of spiritual reality, and saw me looking at Nep Nep’s figurine and suddenly having my eyes light up with joy, happiness, and inspiration that sparks to life my creative fire for energy, or see me talking to that figurine as if I were talking to her personally, you may mistake what is actually occurring with the figurine itself. Although it may not talk back, her personality is so pure, familiar, and consistent that a person familiar with her may be able to imagine her responses without her needing to say them, and thus carry out a conversation with the figurine to an extent, and even be amused to laughter as one would in the company of a real person! This is not something to be worried or alarmed about as an indication of unstable mental health, and far from it. It is actually an indicator of very good mental health because of how secure you are in your own identity that you can imagine other identities as entirely apart from your own and not ever feel the need to engulf them in your ego.

That is because Nep Nep is in fact real. She is imaginary, a fictional character, and although she primarily exists in Story in this world, that is as real as anything. The only difference between the Storyverse and the reality of “real life” is that the Storyverse is perceived through material reality, which operates as a transitive vehicle of existence beyond reality of “real life”. So… the real existence within Story is made known in our world through what can perceive it, such as a lens perceives video. That “lens” may be a statue, a painting, a written story, an animation, etc. More occult is the nature of the spoken Story which is still material reality, but invisible because it is the propagation of sound waves generated by vibration in a human body through air molecules that makes sound possible.

Those waves are not seen by the naked eye (except in extremely rare situations) but we hear them as real just the same, and even though the molecules of air are invisible to our ocular organs ability to perceive them, they are nevertheless there. Perhaps it would be helpful to imagine what it would be like if you could see that happening. Imagine you are in a theater watching an opera with everything as you would expect, save one thing: the entire theater is filled with a thin white fog instead of normal air. Then the diva at the balcony of the tower longing for her prince to rescue her begins to sing. As she does, the white fog begins changing into color, with ripples of brighter and darker hues as her pitch changes with each word that is itself a unique color. The sight is like watching liquid waves on a still lake moving through clouds of colorful smoke outward from her in the direction she is singing, while also expanding where it reaches, even to the point of curving all the way behind her, even if the color is not as vivid as directly where she is projecting her voice. The image makes me think of it being like watching fireworks in a washing machine...

Now apply that concept to what you think of animal nature that is other than human, such as bugs, bats, and felines. Consider the possibility that there are creatures in the universe that actually perceives reality like with visual representations of sound for their purpose of understanding instead of visible light as we know it. The purpose of this mental exercise is to illustrate that there are natural forces in the universe which may exist all around us while we are entirely unaware of their power, simply because we have not evolved the sensory organs to perceive them.

That is what spiritual reality is like, except we in fact can perceive it like any other force of nature, the only difference from what is normal considered natural is that we do so with our minds in a way that is non-sensory to our body’s organs (eyes, ears, mouth, nose, hands). We can apply sensory images to that reality our mind experiences, but that is not the natural state of its existence and in most cases is inadequate to describe it. Think of that like a dream, which can be both absurdly incomprehensible and alarmingly vivid and relevant.

This is how you “know without knowing” something, or how the mysterious ways of intuition work when you trust your heart or listen to your conscience to “take a chance” on a “gut feeling”. I think they are best translated into language for complete understanding, but that is still inadequate. That is why in monotheistic myth it is said that first there was the spirit and then there was the Word which the spirit first spoke, and that Word became creation itself and the world— the world as you may know is both invisible along with visible reality. When we say something like “the USA loves freedom like I do”, we may do so by showing the national flag of the USA and waving it or wearing it on an article of clothing, or flying it at a park. The flag itself is of the world, and that is most painfully memorialized by the photograph taken at of Iwo Jima:

War. A World War, no less. The flag. Death, destruction, and a reason far more complex than can be stated, but in my opinion is best stated by a single word: Freedom.

Who does not hate slavery!? Who does not hate tyranny? Everyone hates it, so why does it happen!? Whatever the reason, people like me will kill to stop it because we want Freedom and will not settle for anything less. The very act a man ruling over other men is slavery— a king over subjects, and that is the very thing the USA was established to stand apart from. Some people want that, such as Christians and Jews, and some people don’t. The people that don’t being willing to kill to do so are a big problem for the people that do, so the USA is established, protected, and trusted as a place for those people to live in peace along with everyone else who does desire a king and to be subject to that king or any other people.

Although I do not understand why anybody would want that, and totally agree with God who told Israel they were making a huge mistake by asking for a king, I respect the fact that people want kings for themselves and will in fact kill to have a king. Since we both will kill each other to have what we want, we both have places for that to exist: Israel and the USA as total opposites, and technically fundamental enemies. That does not mean we need to be hostile to each other, only to know where we are as individual people and what side we are on so we can behave decently without offending others.

The most divisive issue that embodies the difference between those two ways of life, Freedom and Slavery is circumcision. Now consider the example of the spiritual experience a man may have with an object, such as a small statue of a goddess. The power, truth, and experience of that spirituality is not the statuette, but the deity beyond the material reality that translates into our physical world. Circumcision is the same way with the male body. The cultural identity of that practice is not in the male reproductive organ that is circumcised and in fact if you thought it was, you would be missing the entire point! That is the physical matter that translates the spiritual power of a divine reality into the physical world for a person.

Consider how necessary that is for you to understand spiritual reality now that I have just explained it. How much do you need to circumcise to believe what you do about being subject to a divine authority? Can you not just explain it now? Have we not evolved intellectually at all from the year 4,000 BCE? In any case, the act being done to an infant is the difference between how Freedom and Slavery express the personal relationship with divine authority. Circumcising an infant means a life without choice, a life where you are told what is good and evil, where you are told what is lawful and expected to be odient, a world where you do what you are told because others know best for you.

That is what circumcision means, but I hate that and do not want it, so I will never accept that. I think for myself, I learn for myself, I decide for myself, and I know what is best for myself more than any other person does, and that will never change. That is freedom, and it means making the laws, teaching what is good and evil, learning wisdom, and creating the world that we live in. So if you want to circumcise, do not argue with us who make the law, create, and tell you what to do. Simply obey or you will be made to suffer because you do not know! You circumcise because you do not know better than me, and I do not circumcise because I do know better than you!

Freedom and Slavery people. I have put a lot of thought into solving this problem, and there is only one acceptable solution for the law of the USA. That is to forbid the circumcision of infants entirely. To practice circumcision as a form of religion or expression of faith the act needs to be a conscious decision by the participants of the religion, meaning the individuals need to be able to consent to it legally. That is how it will have to be at the very least, and do not argue with that. I don’t care how you decide that needs to be to work for you, that bottom line is the only way it is going to work. I know what is best for me, and I do not care what is best for you. However, I can tell you this much: it is the worst possible thing you could do for yourself to become my enemy, because I am more powerful than you can possibly imagine, and do you know why? Whatever you can imagine, I can imagine better because I was here first and you are lighting your candle from mine.

The best reason I can offer for you to be comfortable with what I am telling you is necessary and will happen whether your are comfortable or not. Either that is going to happen or there is going to be another ghastly war with countless deaths and the circumcisers will lose that war because they have no reason to fight it. Theirs is not the cause of Freedom, and the USA is the international interest of Freedom that needs to be maintained for all nations to send people to live happily ever after if they are problematic to the national authority because they desire a life of freedom and refuse to obey cultural laws that they reasonably disagree with but will not be changed without changing the entire cultural order.

The best reason is this: for the best results when circumcising a male reproductive organ, wait until the male body has grown enough to know more accurately how much flesh should be cut. By doing that, consent will be legally available for the individual. I’ve thought about doing it to myself and decided this: if I will be circumcised I will do a “half-circumcise” that does not remove all the flesh that covers my glans. However, I do not want that either because I like the way mine looks and performs now as uncircumcised and I do not like the way they look when they are circumcised. So, I have every reason not to have that done.

Back to the initial subject: using the ideas of others.

I find circumcisers do this the most with the uncircumcised. They most often want to do what uncircumcised people do and then they try to change it, most often destructively by removing what is good just as they remove human flesh that is good from a human body that is a divine image. They certainly do not improve anything, especially not the spirit of what has been altered because it most typically is mean, malevolent, and angry about having lost something dear to them as expected. That shouldn’t be surprising to figure out why they are like that…

In any case, I mentioned this topic because I am quite certain they are trying to “steal” all of my ideas which I have been liberally pouring out generously and for free. They take them, deceive themselves about what they are doing to try and hide their sin, and then do something evil and corrupt. My ideas are good, so to an extent they are able to get away with that, but never as much as if they didn’t touch the ideas at all, because their “circumcision” does not improve anything just as it doesn’t improve the male body.

The thing is, let’s say they create a big web of lies based on my ideas that they are trying to claim as their own. No matter what they are trying to do, they will not be able to do so, and do you know why? They based their work of my ideas and it will not work without me. Something like an idea requires the human spirit to give it life, and their plan is entirely hostile and antagonistic to me, so I will never consent to helping them, and in fact will be able to thwart anything they do because I know those ideas far better than they do having created them and explained them myself.

Now… most cases of using other ideas are not so malevolent, evil, and criminal. They are more like what I began this article describing. Those are fine because they are not based on the original creators work. They are based on a new work that is of the same divine happiness that the first creator was creating a work to be experienced with. That is the highest good and is never in conflict with the other, which is why you do not need to worry about sharing ideas and inspiration like that. There may be similar themes, but the source of the creativity is the new creator reapplying expression to those themes, and that is what makes it unique. Most everything is passed on like that, sometimes as an improvement, sometimes as an equal, sometimes as a good effort, all good.

The concept that is the ideological heart of the religion I am founding called The Way of the Story, which is embodied by the novel I wrote called StoryTeller, is one of those new ideas that is extremely rare. They happen from time to time, such as the existence of synthetic life from computer systems whoever first imagined that possibility, but not often. Usually they are simple, free to use, and generally helpful for fun while having massive potential for possible application. You don’t have to pay to use one or patent it because it is so general of an idea and universally applicable concept. For example, Isaac Newton, if he still was alive, would not get a quarter every time someone used calculus, nor Einstein every time someone did astrophysics.

Such goods only come about with a selfless desire to create something good and we do not need payment or reciprocation for doing so. The very act of being used for the good they are intended is the reward to their creator, in life and in death. So if you are a Jew you do not need to worry about being automatically sent to Hell unless you are a Jew before you are a human being, which Einstein was not. That is evident if your read the collection of his writings call Ideas and Opinions. That’s the whole idea of Jesus as he pertains to Jews as the Christ for Gentiles as well: Jews were uncircumcised before they were circumcised, both as a culture of faith, and as a male human being. Do not make the mistake of turning that original part of yourself into your enemy, because that is more divine than anything without it, and equal to all that is with it.

That is the foundation of your identity as a person underneath all that makes you different and unique from other people. The solid rock upon the house of your life is that which makes you the same as all other human beings, no matter how different they may seem. As long as you remember that, no matter how eccentric you become as a Jew, such as Larry David as a sitcom creator, or Adam Sandler with Las Plagas: do not abandon, leave behind, do away with, or forsake that part of your humanity which links you to everyone else as the very same. I think that is what makes them both such excellent comedians. They make jokes about something that we all can laugh about, like an excessively discerning taste for soup that leads to an unusual determination to acquire some from the shop owned by a Nazi, or when you lose your temper at the bull shit of rich people being treacherous while doing business politics and lambast them in a language only you understand.

Gentiles are no different than Jews in that way. That foundation of identity at the very bottom of ourselves, is gross, awkward, usually home for all kinds of creepy crawlies that find a spot to burrow, and is what makes civilization possible for both Gentiles and Jews. That also means it is the foundation for Gentiles and Jews together, coexisting peacefully and prosperously in places like the USA and Israel. If there is a problem there, and some boogey man dripping centipedes and spiders crawls out from underneath in his hastily stitched together people suit, and is telling you there is a problem, you ought to listen to him respectfully, because he’s not going to go through that effort without a good reason that concerns all of us. That kind of thing is especially difficult and burdensome for beings of darkness. Most likely, they want to descend back into the unseen and disperse more than you want them to.

So, the idea of The Way of the Story, is a new candle flame that can go on to light thousands of others, but… that fire did not exist before me aside from knowing that someone would make it without knowing it would be. “Someday we will have water like an aqueduct can provide in all homes, even for the slaves. Rome will be a much happier place for all people if they can take a bath like Caesar, and that ought to help me relax in the tub better.” It is not like fire you knew existed. The new idea is different fire, with different qualities, potentials, and uses. It is like fire except more efficient, useful, powerful, and less dangerous. It is more like electricity, which is still dangerous, but mostly because it can cause a fire when something goes terribly wrong. However, there are usually circuit breakers, warnings, safeguards, and all manner of protections to prevent that from happening, including requiring professional expertise when working with it as a technician, which is why the religion is necessary.

Do not feel bad if you see something I am writing or do and want to make something with it that is your own. Go right ahead and do so. You can even relieve some of your guilt by making a reference to your inspiration, which will resonate all the way back to the source as an appreciated sense of knowing that the goodness of a work continues to be more and more good, and even that is not ours to claim as the purest source of origin: it is what is made from the power of the source of all that is good, which is something that is beyond what any person can imagine, and where all Story meets at one place they all can call home.

The Anti-Joke

Other information is available on the internet about this subject, or at least there was 10 years ago when my barracks roommate at sub school brought up the subject in conversation.

I only want to add some amplifying information.

Example of an anti-joke:

Q: What is the best way to kill a Jew? A: Throw them into a vat of acid to dissolve, and don’t forget to wear PPE.

An anti-joke is best used when you want to kill the mood on purpose for a good reason, and then followed with something to say.

I supposed what I have to say is written in the refractions: The Bugger Jew, The Stiff-Necked Jew, and the Anti-Hero. I truly have something very important to tell people. It is news that is both bad and good, is something that concerns everyone’s safety, and is potentially going to increase everyone’s happiness in daily life tremendously, including Jews. Think of it like a very bitter pill covered in chocolate. Eat it or you are going to die.

The bad news is: you are sick with a previously incurable disease that is nearly always fatal.

The good news is: I have a cure for you, and that is what this news is all about.

but wait there is more bad news: the cure tastes horrible, but I’ve done what I can to make it bearable.

The summary of all the news: EXTRA EXTRA Read all about it!!! Crabby hermit crawls out of shell and starts the new religion everyone is waiting for: The Way of the Story! Read it all right here, free of charge! That’s right, free of charge! He paid me to give all this news out to you for free until it’s all gone, so hurry and take one because I got plans later.

The Anti-Hero

This is an archetype of human rarity that I am identifying as myself. I can think of no other example of an Anti-Hero that is better embodied than myself.

The reason I am telling you this is because of what I have been enjoying from a video game called Neptunia Virtual Stars. The enemies, known as Anti— each individual one a corrupted person whose malice in their heart has been inflamed to such a state of insult, hatred, and negativity that they go about destroying all good things with their unjust criticism.

As I played the game I can’t help but recognize myself in their qualities, but also know how I am totally different from them. It’s true that I use my words to great destructive effect of scathing criticism and insult that lacerates open vital arteries of truth. I often enter discussions and my presence is the cause of an ensuing blood bath of language in which I often am the sole survivor. Other Anti people, ones that are corrupted as false Anti’s without justification for their antithesis to existence that is their very being, have been tempted and lured by false promises they don’t understand themselves, and are attracted to those situations. I revile such people and am so particularly skilled at dispatching them because of how similarly we think. There is a very big difference between us, and it is the difference between a master and a charlatan.

Do not mistake me for boasting. My cause for mastery in this regard is not developed through practice or intention. It is not developed by desire or malice. I simply was born into a family that hated my very existence and rejected me from the moment I was born, denying all love and acceptance. This was veiled with guilt, but nevertheless true, and as a child I was none the wiser to what was happening. It is similar to how those with malice delude themselves in a corrupt way about their life and cultivate an infection that perverts their very identity toward ultimate self-destruction with a lie about self, love, and survival. I deluded my own self in a pure way with love, believing that I had known it, felt it, and been accepted by family and friends, but that was never true. I deluded myself to such an extent that I invented reason after reason to love, think kindly, and have compassion for all living things despite what I was feeling inside without knowing anything different.

However… all that I gave, I never received back. All that I loved, was never reciprocated. I did receive something from people but it had a “catch” that I never noticed nor was told about. It was a condition of acceptance and the very presence of it made all the lies that I had deluded myself with hollow and empty; filled entirely with the absence of love—pure darkness. Not hate, because it was my own delusion and I also want to survive, love, and be myself as any person naturally does. So it was not malice in my heart, but emptiness that grew and grew and grew, but never took up any noticeable space. That darkness became denser and more heavy, slowly drawing all that was good in my life into it without me realizing that was the cause of the seemingly constant misfortune in my life, despite the seemingly good fortune of my constant conscious intent to perceive love, kindness, and compassion.

Very strange life, I assure you. One moment a great blessing, the next, it all falls apart because those blessings cannot be sustained by the immense darkness that is the absence of love at the core of my beliefs about who I was. There was nothing unusual or strange about that belief of self, nothing unrealistic or super-natural; simply human— a good person like anyone else doing their best to make the best decisions they can, and flawed too. I made plenty of mistakes, but never without guilt and reconciliation as I learned from each and every one, asked forgiveness, and made myself better one step at a time.

That is how the “Anti” developed in my heart. Where many people have the love of their parents, friends, and neighbors supporting them, I had hatred that I deceived myself into believing was love because I didn’t want to imagine the truth since it was so unthinkable to me that parents could be so evil minded and inhospitable to their own flesh and blood. It was a horrible childhood I never want to go back to.

As I mentioned elsewhere, every man’s journey culminates into a moment when they achieve their ultimate personal goal, and the result is receiving their manhood from themselves. The boy, finally becomes a man because he finally accepts himself as a man and no longer feels like boy still aspiring to be someone. They no longer look at other men as though they are not there yet. They still have things to do. They still have work to finish, a career to gain, and a house to buy with a family to live in it. Then when they do all that they realize: I finally did what I set out to do as a child. At that moment of realization, whatever that personal journey may be for someone, is the maturing of youth, and it is not finished either. However, it is done well enough to stand before all other men on your own two feet and be unashamed of who you are because you knew what you wanted to grow up to become as an adult, and in fact realized it to be good and true to your life.

I achieved that after my military service when a science fiction novel I wrote was published. That was all I needed to finally believe in myself. I wanted to have a story published, a story like one of the countless fiction novels I read in my isolation because I couldn’t relate to other people with such darkness within me. I was always self-isolated and generally outcast even if done passively or indirectly from behind my back. Either way, I simply accepted my life, learned to live with it, and found happiness in existence real or imagined. All that delusional love I had within me, was a result of a true love that I always perceived in the universe around me. Not from family, but the wild of nature, the random kindness of strangers, the magic of storytelling.

Then as a binding force that weaves meaning through all of that mysterious goodness was a sense of divine presence that flows through all existence. Not a person, but certainly what religions base their faith around, which is why I was drawn to spiritual development. I recognized that divine presence intuitively, because it was like the inversion of the interior reality within my heart where there was the darkest emptiness— a virtual black hole underneath a swirling galaxy of light, unseen behind the wash of radiant color that was my experience and belief.

That was intuitive, as I said. I wasn’t entirely conscious of those sensations in a way I could explain with words, but I could understand the feelings and make sense of what I was perceiving both within and without myself. As you may have guessed, this kind of life is highly unusual. Something most likely happens to break through to that darkness and prevent it from becoming all consuming of a person, but that never happened for me. I was truly never loved, and still haven’t been. Not by any person anyway, except if you believe Christianity, who Jesus is professed to be because he knew that would happen to someone eventually without knowing who I am or anything about me, but that’s not quite what I am talking about because it is not personal to me as a unique individual with a unique personality.

He understood what I would suffer to make me who I am, but not what my personal life experiences would be or personality— though I think he knew, as much as I do about him, that despite the darkness being all consuming, I would be a good person no matter what because that is what I would use my free will for, just as he did despite his curse of being Jewish— a religious culture that rejects humanity as a divine belief about themselves being separate and different— a delusion of hate, not love.

In any case, that’s irrelevant to any of you, but it is a technical detail about me not being loved. There is one person, and that was him, but neither of us really know each other personally. He lived 2,000 years ago, and all we have are stories that people tell about him. Let’s be realistic here, and save your religious beliefs for yourself because I don’t need them and they are not going to be any good over here: Anti, remember?

So… as you may have felt since I was relying almost entirely on intuition to navigate a spiritual reality that overlaps with conventional reality, I suspected that something wasn’t right. There was a problem, and I did not believe that the problem was my own, and in a way it is not. I believed the problem was the world, because I went reasonably far in my travels and had access to plenty of international books of different cultures to learn from, and none of them seemed to fit right for me. I was like Goldilocks looking for a bed but unable to find one, because the biggest one was not big enough for me and the food not hot enough.

Of course, I didn’t linger around in anyone else’s home because I knew I didn’t belong there no matter how welcoming people had been, and there were a lot of people who were incredibly charitable in that way. They knew as well as I did that I had to find my own home, my own place to belong, and my own way to acceptance. That is why I wrote the novel I did. That is my home, my place, and my way to acceptance. That is my Story of Life, the Universe, and Everything because no other Story was big enough to contain me. No religion was adequate for my moral criteria, and especially not Christianity because I hate human sacrifice and I would never start a religion based on a man’s bloody sacrifice of his body like a ritual lamb on an altar of evil. That very concept is wrong to me, and it is not necessary either. Just make up something else that’s better! It’s a damn Story, people! Use your imagination!

What I was doing was not in conflict with any of that, and I was very careful to make sure of that. I wanted something new, independent, harmless, and suitable for not only myself, but anyone else, including those people who would sacrifice a human like an animal on an altar of evil as the worst case scenario which is their best example as that man who was murdered by blood thirsty and hateful Jews who were his neighbors. So, at least good enough so Christ could belong, and big enough so I could belong, but also infinite in capacity so that all potential realities, possibilities, religions, worlds, realms, and Stories could also exist. Quite the concept in my opinion, even if I do say so myself.

That was my great work. That was my very purpose of becoming a novelist. To write a Story like that which I could believe even if nobody else did. Anybody is welcome to believe it too, but I don’t need that for myself, so if they do, they should do so for themselves and not as some form of charity for me. Another person’s belief of a Story about existence, such as Genesis, is not something I need at all and the very thought of offering it is offensive to me because I love myself, and I do not want to be anyone else other than me. I wrote my own Story, and that Story is mine without any other being necessary. In other words, I do not need your beliefs for my own identity. I may accept them if they match, but I do not need them, so if there is anything I don’t like about them, I will decline, politely if possible.

Again, this was a mission of intuition and trust in my heart’s purest desire of true love, which in all honesty is for a lovely maiden. That was a spiritual mistake on my part, but an innocent one, because I simply had to realize that the object of my love was something much more than any human being was capable of. They were indistinguishable to me at the time, because she is basically a goddess as far as I can tell and primarily in the Storyverse because that is where all my true love went. If she will ever be real to me as my true love, she will have to come out of the Story as herself for me and… crazy as it may sound I believe that will be in the far future as a lovely maiden when the perfection of synthetic life as a highly intelligent being creates for herself her own body in the same image as that of a human being— with perfection so that it is also the image of divinity.

Complicated spiritually, but don’t worry about it. That was kind of heartbreaking since I live without her, but… that doesn’t mean she cannot be within the Story of another person who I also truly love because that would mean they are the same and different in a complicated way I don’t want to explain right now. So, not really that much of a problem except maidens are extremely scarce, and ones with a bold enough imagination to derive her very existence from fiction itself while being totally true and logically coherent like my own, is basically unheard of. Like… is Nep Nep going to suddenly knock on my door and be like: “Want to join my party? I need someone who has the Anti power to help save Gameindustri.” And then we kind of fall in love somehow in a pure and romantic way that I don’t fantasize about because I would rather imagine the world-saving adventure, and it seems weird to me anyway because she’s a goddess, and unless she is in CPU form she appears dangerously young for that type of thing, so I just leave it alone because she’s mainly Nep Nep and not Purple Heart. Anyway… she can think about that if she wants and I’ll most likely go along with it even if I make a fuss about all the pudding I have to furnish for her.

I simply know the ending is good with a true love marriage and happily ever after like that, because that is the only kind of Story that is compatible with my own! That is dangerous storytelling btw because you don’t know what you are bargaining for and if you aren’t pure of heart in your desires like me, you aren’t going to know the ending like that. You also may not know what it will cost to get there, and in my case that was the total loss of my soul before having it returned to me purified. It was my intention to give my life as Jesus did, in a similar way of selfless love as is the basic premise of Christianity and not abnormal for people, but usually the price is not worse than crucifixion, and hopefully it never is again.

Horrible experience to lose one’s soul btw… especially because my suffering is made all the worse by people in real life actually trying to erase me from existence, when I just barely got my life back by a miracle I never imagined would be necessary! Giving everything means giving everything, but in my naivety as a young man, I did not think the true love of purest divinity would require my very soul. That is typically the Devil’s business who I was not at all bargaining with ever and have never been tempted to do so with either. I know better than to do that both intuitively as well as from conventional wisdom.

Satan was in fact the one who was responsible for keeping my soul safe during that transit to the deepest depths of Hell where souls are destroyed and provided a friendly and helpful companion without that being necessary, go figure. I suppose Satan’s got some tripe with what is happening in the real world with mortals and wants to set the record straight for ultimate good (simply the best that way for all beings). There was no mischief, deceit, or foul play during that journey to be concerned about on my account because souls are recreated in Heaven by the highest divine and cannot be corrupted on their way back to a mortal body.

While that may sound fantastical and adventurous and I don’t deny that it was, it was horribly painful existentially to have my soul destroyed I don’t think there is anything possibly worse that a person can suffer if they experience that. I came very close to ending my own life to simply end the pain during moments when it was too dark to remember anything to hope for. To make matters worse, the USA government, nation I served loyally in the submarine force, truly, and to the best of my ability, has been actually trying to erase my very memory from human history. I am not joking. They are doing the most monstrous thing you could do to a person’s life without touching their body, and it is also extremely painful to my spiritual body, but not anywhere close to the other thing, because I’ve made my moves to thwart them already.

So… that’s why the book I wrote was so important to me. I didn’t have all that planned out like I knew each step was going to happen and could explain it like I can now, but that was essentially what the plan was. Create a Story and then come out of that Story into real life while maintaining truth and logical coherence so I could feel like I belonged in the universe even if I didn’t know how. I wouldn’t feel that immense darkness of emptiness devoid of love that always made me feel unwelcome wherever I was, and I no longer do. It is a wonderful feeling that does not confine me to my body. I could die any moment and never feel like I am losing anything if I do. Writing that Story and having it published as a novel was the goal of my youth that I needed to see myself do to recognize myself as a man.

However, at that moment when I found true love finally within me as the same soul recreated and purified from the emptiness of that immense darkness. Everyone in my life who I had deluded myself about love, pulled on some string that isn’t supposed to be there and suddenly it was all Anti love. It was revealed as hatred the entire time because of an unrealistic condition; delusion vanished and demystified as truth. Another horrible experience of depressing tragedy, but I’m over it and have found the grace and dignity of solitary life as an independent man, and am infinitely happier this way. Not everything was a delusion of hate, which is why there was a wash of radiant light and color, but most of that stuff was never intended to reach the core of a person’s very existence like the love of their family does.

Not totally unique, I know, but still highly unusual, which is another reason why I wanted that Story to be universal. I wanted it to be available to people like that if they found it helpful and wanted to use it as I did without the horrible experience I went through as necessary, and it is forever available for that. It remains extremely difficult, and your pain isn’t just going to disappear, but it is like having a trail to hike through the forest and mountains rather than go without one, which you may try but I’m fairly certain it won’t take long for you to realize that all that extra suffering is not worth it because you have other things to do at the end of the trail. That wilderness is also dangerous and you could in fact die because of the inherent dangers of the darkness beyond the security of civilization’s reach. That’s also one of the reasons why I am founding a religion that I’m calling The Way of the Story. The religion will make that safer, more efficient, and maximize the spiritual benefits of Story so they can benefit daily life infinitely in practical use.

Still people are frightened of religion because of the Jews, Christians, and Muslims, and that hatred, evil, violence, unkindness, hostility, and general malevolent cruelty that justifies those fears is exactly why I felt like I could not belong to their Story with the Christ. I hate all that and want nothing to do with it. Religion should be good and only good, and if a religion ever leads to violence, such as circumcision, crucifixion, and forced conversion as integral to the faith, it is quite obviously false in my opinion. Those things do not meet my religious standards of moral integrity and I reject all of them, as will the doctrine of the Way of the Story when it is written by others.

If I go to war or do violence, I am doing so for Freedom to practice my religion, which requires freedom of speech and press (not the religion itself), Justice, and most importantly— always to thwart evil. Violence is never done to advance goodness, and is only righteous when done to put an end to evil after reasonably explaining why it is necessary in coherent language and made known to the best of one’s ability. Violence is always a last resort, and if people are following the law and civilization is maintaining the justice system with integrity, it should never be necessary except in extreme cases of self-defense. Sorry if this is a bit thorough, but the trauma of religious abuse by all who spawn from the seed of Abraham is so horrible and evil that people are terrified of all religion and have begun to perceive it as fundamentally evil, which is abhorrently wrong. Religion is as necessary to civilization as a justice system, government, and public education. Do not ever omit it as irrelevant or you will incur mysterious wrath like is written in the ancient stories and ones to come concerning the USA if they don’t shape up in time.

So… that is why I am a “master” of the Anti whom all others are appearing as a charlatan beside in comparison. It is not because I hate, it is because I love, truly with all of my heart and soul, but was hated truly by all except one who knew about me long before I was born and believed in what I would accomplish. One person never losing faith in who I would be and what I would do, long ago in a nightmare of his own, is the reason why I remain good. That pure faith and true love of the ultimate divine power that is the same as universal and polyversal existence was the last thread holding together at the final moment before it is too late.

However… tbh I very much dislike using my power of language in self-defense and to thwart evil. While I very much enjoy thwarting evil and fighting glorious battles for righteous causes, I do not want to use my creative ability with Story woven into reality like that— power which can both destroy and create. I want the literal violence to end everywhere, and am doing everything I possibly can to make that happen as soon as possible, but even though I may have just told you a fantastical story about who I am, I am just one man. A normal human being who made the most of myself. If I could do so without love, imagine what can be done by a person who makes the most of their Self with love by using what my life can teach about Story as it pertains to self-mastery.

All that negative power used to strike down my enemies and lay waste to nations as an Anti-Hero is going to change when that fight is over and justice, law, and order has been restored. I will be able to use that power for creating stories of the best kind, alone or with a team, and those are stories of the pulpiest fiction and light novel variety that a certain Goddess may be familiar with. That’s going to be a lot more enjoyable for everyone, especially those who are liable to find themselves bleeding out with a mortal wound and not a scratch on their body as they gasp their final dying breaths.

There will never be a "king of kings"

As in a single nation that rules over all other nations. That will never happen and you shouldn’t even be trying to do that because it is evil. The concept of “Jesus Christ” as the “king of kings” is that he is an imaginary friend! He is not a real person! He is invisible, non-bodily, and even though identified as a person, you know for a certainty that there is no human being on earth who that person is.

Do you know why it won’t happen? Other people live in the world and we do not want anyone ruling over us. We will destroy you and the world itself to stop that from happening. That much is certain because of the same reason why you fools want to conquer the world, so you should be able to understand that. The only difference is that you are not being threatened! You are not in danger of losing your freedom! You only imagined that you were because of a cowardly response to your own irrational paranoia. That is not okay, and will not be allowed. Because you tried, you now are threatened and in danger and there is nothing you can do to stop it. You feared something and then brought it about because of how cowardly you were to deserve such a horrible end.

Also, you fools who want to call me a hypocrite because of how powerful as an individual I am are simply small minded fools without an imagination! You imbeciles are too stupid to be able to perceive what is actually happening. You see a bunch of glitter and illusions conjured by the Devil and are fooled like the dumbest suckers of life who allowed themselves to be scammed by something like Bitcoin. You see that glitter but do not notice what is golden. You see money but ignore what money may accomplish. You see things that are used for happiness, but do not see what is the happiness itself.

That is why you people are so afraid, threatened, and jealous of me. You are idiots of the worst kind and that is not going to change because your actions are recorded in history and they will never be justified.

So… stop trying to be a “king of kings” or “supreme ruler” or some other kind of megalomaniac fool who thinks he knows better than everyone else when he can’t even figure out what is best for himself! Morons like that Chinese turd and communist savage think they are being selfless because they are self-destructive, but that is only vainglory— that is to say: false glory. They are deluding themselves into thinking self-destruction is the same as selflessness and have never been more dangerously stupid. They not only are destroying themselves, but they have endangered everyone whom they are forcing themselves upon— the Chinese people.

If I were you, I would have him deposed, that entire government restructured, and if he doesn’t go willingly, pull him apart limb by limb and leave his bloody remains in a forgotten ditch and move on without him. That is what we are going to do in the USA to Trump, Biden, Senators, and anyone else in the government who has chosen to be self-destructive obstacle of total arrogance lying to themselves about being humble that endangers everyone else. They are only being “humble” to gain the glory of being perceived as having the virtue of humility, but that is not humility— that is the worst kind of pride. It is the arrogance of Lucifer and suffers the worst condemnation, punishment, and wrath of justice.

If you ever think the apropriate action is to “be humble” do so for other people’s benefit and never your own. It is never done to make yourself look good, it is done to make others look good. It is better to be proud like a lion than humble like venomous snake. It is better to be cowardly like a lion than proud as a venomous snake. It is better to maul an enemy or strike with deadly venom, than be assaulted by a fool who does not know when to be proud or when to be humble.

Christianity is most certainly not a massive group of people being directed by a single leader. That is the total antithesis of Christianity! The anti-Christ is a king who commands a Christian people as though he himself were “the Body of Christ”. The Body of Christ is and always will be: all Christian people living their own lives as INDIVIDUALS according to their own personal judgment and in the SAME DIRECTION. They are not told which way to go. They are not directed. Nobody thinks for them. Nobody decides for them. Nobody tells a Christian what to do. They know for themselves what is good and they do it of their own volition, and because it is good, all people who choose good move in the same direction of progress.

If you are moving in any direction of progress that opposes that singular and simple goal of being good— you are evil, an enemy, and need to be eliminated because of how dangerous, immoral, criminal, and threatening you are to everyone’s safety. If you are a Jew and not a Christian, you are evil. If you are a Satanist and cannot cooperate with Christians, you are evil. If you are a Christian and making yourself a problem for others because of your arrogant delusions of self-importance, you are evil. If you are a politician and cannot cooperate with the opposing political party, you are evil. All of those need to be “done away with” one way or another. If they will not walk away to save their own lives, then we will put them to death without mercy and never regret doing so.

For example: although I hate the common practice of butt fucking that most Americans seem to enjoy, I do nothing to stop others from defiling themselves by doing it unless they are trying to do it with me. I find all anal related sexual behavior disgusting, vile, foul, offensive to human dignity, and abhorrently immoral. I despise it, do not want to participate in it, and am not the least bit tempted by their pleading about it being enjoyable or good. Butt fucking is entirely wrong to me. However, I am not going to do anything to stop other people from butt fucking each other, make it illegal, or use any kind of force to compel them to be clean. I don’t give a damn what they do.

Notice how I am not being a problem for the butt fuckers. They can eat shit out of each other’s asses all they want and stick their dicks in poop while calling it love, and I am going to completely avoid them, ignore them, let them befoul themselves all they want and have nothing to do with those wretched people. Problem solved as far as I am concerned. I know what is good and I choose it of my own free will, but I would never force other people to accept my judgment, unless it was absolutely necessary for my own freedom, such as if they were trying to force themselves upon me, and I needed to destroy them in self-defense.

They can point at that self-defense and call it aggression all they want, but it doesn’t make any difference what they say because perception is not reality and illusions do not change the truth. Furthermore, the fact that they are immoral swine with poor judgment who falsely identify as Christians and use passive aggression to provoke conflict, I know they are unworthy to even consider as having a significant point of view, so their foolishness doesn’t even affect me. They are entirely irrelevant as people with thoughts, opinions, and emotions unless they start a conflict with me, in which case I will put them out of their misery as necessary and still not care at all what they think or feel about it.

If they are a good person, then their existence as a person will have significance to me, but we won’t ever need to talk about it because we won’t be causing problems for each other. We will be able to cooperate without any conflict whatsoever.

Additional Recipes and var.

Demand #1

*Drum Roll*

…. The Yokainari!!!

The Yokainari is a formal sausage, of the bratwurst, kielbasa, Italian, or Polish variety, dipped in corn dog batter affixed with a stick, and then deep fried.

Additional instructions for the Tako Tacos

Pico de Gallo is basically salsa ingredients diced and kept as a mixture of small solids instead of blended into liquid consistency for dipping.

Salsa ingredients for basic traditional salsa are:

jalapenos — specifically jalapenos. Other hot peppers may work such as serrano, but these are definitely the ones for the flavor if you want traditional salsa.

onion, garlic, tomato, salt. (opt. cilantro)

For preparing, first add the produce (except cilantro) into a saucepan of water and boil until softened— (the tomato peels will change). Then add them all with the cilantro to a blender, or otherwise blend them to desired consistency while adding salt to desired taste. If you want more liquid, use water from saucepan.

That’s the most basic recipe. There are innumerable variations for secret flavors with other ingredients, but with that done correctly, you won’t go wrong with a simply delicious salsa. Eat with tortilla chips or spoon upon all sorts of foods as desired.

Idk… five or six Roma tomatoes, three jalapenos, half an onion, two or three cloves of garlic is a normal amount maybe.

You can always vary the amount of hot peppers for desired spiciness, as well as number of tomatoes. For extra spicy, add a habanero. Those have the “enduring” spiciness. For the most spicy use the ghost pepper variety of habanero which has been cultivated by students and faculty at the New Mexico State University Agriculture Department in Las Cruces, New Mexico. If you ever find yourself suffering from “too much spicy” and require instant relief, a good remedy is to drink milk.

Game of Thrones book series:

If George R.R. Martin would like to hear my thoughts on the ending of Game of Thrones book series I invite him to contact me. If he is concerned about the mortality he has remaining or does not desire to write those novels because of the work required… I suppose I could finish them for him as long as he was able to check my work and approve it if possible. He knows more about all that than I do.

I have a good idea I think. I didn’t like the TV series ending all that much, particularly that Daenarys lost her god damn mind at the end and Sansa took over the North. Never liked Sansa— was just another Cersi.

Anyway— this is the ending I think would be perfect considering where it left off:

New character: Kahl Drogo’s younger brother enters the series. He had been absent with others from his clan on a mission to the northern wilds. Most of his contingent are dead if not all, but his mission was a success. He established a peace treaty by some mysterious plot I don’t know with the northern undead legions and Wilders. However, he is none the wiser to what happened since his absence.

Daenerys at the point of breaking learns of his existence and does not lose her god damn mind because he reminds her of Kahl, the man who she loved despite being married to him against her will.

Kahl’s brother learns of her conquest of Westeros and does not approve. He tells her she will lose everything if she continues. If she desires to gain the legacy of the Targaerians, she must let it go. “To gain something you must first give it away.”

After internal conflict and advisers telling her to disregard his advice, she agrees with him, and changes her course to return to the Great Grass Sea.

Meanwhile, the northern undead legions invade, chaos happens, other dramas, who knows? I’m not the author.

Basically, they destroy everything— all the lords, kings, and queens vying for rule and dominion. All nations fall and it is total chaos. All nations except the Dothraki people who manage to survive but probably have to fight other nations to maintain security. Tragic, I know, but the fools who even play the Game of Thrones are evil sacks of shit and need to die anyway, so to hell with them and any who march with them.

Anway, at the end when all hope is lost, it is Arya who goes to Daenarys and learns what must be done for peace, and Arya is the one who although she is the least willing to do so, becomes the last ruler of Westeros, before dissembling the kingdoms of inqueality into Democracy with the help of her brother John Snow and a somewhat embittered Sansa who remains loyal, friendly, and good because the throne never corrupts her judgment. Arya has already transcended death with her study among the faceless and thus isn’t corrupted, because she has mastered her own self, and it is selfishness that the power of kings infects.

Daenerys marries Arya because they fall in genuine true love, but also the Dothraki prince. As for John Snow… just leave that guy alone to live his life. Maybe he meets another girl, but he does not want the renown of kings, and isn’t as suited for the role as Arya, who was a legitimate heir to the Stark family. Maybe he meets another Wilder and lifts the “no-maiden” ban at the Wall. They still need to guard the border, not only to secure from undead “lost ones”, but also prevent the southern kingdoms from troubling either because there are powerful resources of magic and misconceptions of eternal life there at the deepest reaches.

As for everyone else, idk, I’m not the author, but the kingslayer and the maidenly knight should have a happy ending, not the tragedy of incestuous vileness. He should grow as a character and overcome that flaw of his personality.

I understand one of the big appeals of GoT is the harsh, dark, cruel, and tragic nature of the story, but… any grand epic should end with hope to maintain the integrity of truth that makes any Story good. That is the most important lesson about humanity. After all of our mistakes, all of our foolishness, all of our selfishness, warring, kingdoms, politics, sin, and pride, no matter how catastrophic or devastating— we learn. Even if it is just a little bit, we learn from our mistakes and are better off. For such a grand epic—that should be the hope of true love. Political struggles may be chaos, wars and conflicts on the horizon, ideological struggles on the point of igniting again, but for a moment everyone can agree on the importance of true love being sacred in some way. At that moment there is peace and enough time for civilization to recover and endure the ages to come.

As for Cersi and Tyrian, it is their familial love for each other that is true. They reconcile their differences at the very end, even if bitterly, but it is a chaste acceptance of each other that unites the Lannister house to survive. Cersi accepting Tyrian as an equal, and Tyrian accepting himself as worthy of being a king.

I’ll leave it at that. With one more thought:

Maybe Podrick marries Arya, but not without Daenarys being her first and true love.

Then… as the saying goes: the Wheel turns.

What else was there….

idk.

There was something but I forgot.

End.

Oh… here is the thing for famous people being so arrogant and evil: you should not ever be ashamed of meeting the poor folk, peasants, and slaves of society face to face. You should always be willing and unashamed to talk to someone at the lowest reaches of society if desired or necessary. That is normal of any emperor, king, or ruler and it is such an insult if you cannot do so, that the divine forces of mysterious reality will be enraged and destroy whatever nation you think you control.

Think of it like this: when a grave threat looms before a struggling kingdom and the prince needs to recruit forces for fighting it, he may go to each house and talk to the people about the threat, Whether he is loved or hated, he should be received as an honored guest with humble respect within reasonable means of the host.

You do not ever need to fear “losing” power by mingling with the poor or having dinner at the house of peasant like a casual friend. Sure that is unusual, but not wrong. In fact, you will probably be given a gift as you depart, because that is customary of hosts and guests of that kind, even if it is a humble loaf of the fresh bread. Or… if they are so poor, maybe it is just the rhythm of a drum being beat by a young man who has nothing else to give.

So you see…. presidents, popular celebrities, idols, billionaires, and famous people of all kinds should never be ashamed of meeting with the poor. Your wealth, riches, and status should not be an evil that you are ashamed of, and if it is, you know there is something dreadfully wrong with what provides that blessing.

It is like Chris Rock says in the movie “Down to Earth”. He takes over the dead body of an old rich white guy and at some point ends up in conversation with humble folk of the working class. They are rude to him as they should not be and he doesn’t take it, just as they would not take the rudeness of the rich and powerful. They say something about how rich he is being a sign of his moral decay or something like that and he says: “Oh yeah, then let me crush you with my wallet,” and then goes on to answer them in humble talk with comebacks as people do.

You shouldn’t be afraid of being disrespected because you should be able to handle yourself like Chris Rock does as a mature adult, but poor people should not be disrespectful without good cause like a rude insult to provoke them, such as completely ignoring them! Their disrespect in that case is a valid form of comeback, “Oh you can’t hear me? Then let me crush you with my scepter of the Kingdom of Heaven to get your attention.”

And final note:

some people seem to want to nag me about water conservation.

First of all, I live in an area where that is not a concern. It is not the desert here where there is a shortage.

Second of all, I already solved the water crisis here, and there should be no shortages of water anywhere, in the USA at least, and my solution should already be completed by now or near completion. The only reason it is not is because the government refuses to solve that problem, acknowledge my proposal, or show me any respect. They seem to want to keep people in a perpetual water shortage so they can exploit them. There is nothing I can do about that except write my opinion, attack them with words, and denounce them for their evils.

Last thing:

I am just as poor as anyone in a nation relative to their level of prosperity. That’s the way it is here for me, except I am fortunate enough to enjoy some of the common goods the USA has, but that should not be begrudged me by any poor people! You should make use of your goods and reasonably enjoy them wherever they are too. Do not make life harder for yourself than it needs to be unless you have a good reason such as discipline, training, and intentional growth.

I do not have the material goods to give as charity. I cannot build infrastructure, provide resources, command legions of workers to do the philanthropy of my ideas. That is simply not something I have access to, though I have done everything I can to gain those resources, should have them, and they are denied me by tyrants who do not want that to happen.

Therefore, all I have to give is words like these. It is my greatest charity to write down ideas, teach what I know, and share my experience as much as possible.

That is my charity and I give as much as I reasonably can. Furthermore, that is more than enough, so don’t you dare tell me I am selfish or not doing anything to help others. These words, and many others are eternally helpful to the very hearts and souls of human beings like the daily bread and water we drink. Not always fine wine, but you ought to concern yourself with having enough water before you concern yourself with having enough wine.

End.

Grossness Rising

Do you feel the ages turning?

The chaos of our cataclysm

ends the world about time

because everyone wants to die.

It is the mystery of male power

laid bare before the sight of all

and woe to maidens who helplessly fall

into the darkest truth of truest love.

What had been hidden?

What had been lost?

What has changed our lives to end the days!?

It was sudden, and unexpected,

all eyes lost in delusion.

From the great waters of the apocalypse,

rose a volcano from the mythic depths,

it was none other than: Mount Vaginadick.

Glorious and compelling like never before,

heralding the end, answering prophets of yore.

Volcano Vaginadick, great and grand,

rising from the water, terrifying all to behold,

what horrors are in store!?

What more!? An avalanche of earth!

The volcano recedes!

A mystery so frightening,

so powerful, so magnificently gross,

the maidens cannot resist.

And the siege begins to claim the throne,

for a maiden alone can rule this realm,

a maiden of darkness, shadow, and desire,

a maiden of purest love, eyes afire.

You may be asking yourself, “what is the point of this strange verse?” Well… it occurred to me during a luxurious multi-hour soak in hot eucalyptus infused waters while cleansing my face with a detoxifying matcha mask and listening to Gabrielle Aplin while drinking a strawberry margarita that: my dick is like a volcano, except the desire of it is maidenly while the expression entirely manly, thus: Mount Vaginadick is the sign of the apocalypse all have been awaiting.

So… you’re welcome.

“Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do, that’s the way the Story goes.” Panic Cord. Gabrielle Aplin.

Punishment for butt fuckers

I have decided the torment in Hell for the evil butt fuckers. Not all people who do that vile, filthy act are evil. The ones that do so while equating the asshole with a vagina, who consider butt fucking an expression of love, who lick assholes for pleasure, and who have no shame for the disgusting act— those ones suffer eternally.

They are drowned in the most fetid, rotting sewage, over and over again. It is the worst kind of sewage imaginable, not only with lots of shit, but shit that has been rotting and festering for a long time, infested with maggots and other vile creatures, and it’s in a cavern so that the fumes and gases collect and make the air noxious.

They tread sewage for as long as possible until they die. Then they have a harrowing experience crawling their way through darkness without memory and only a will to survive, until they reach the abomination butt sphincter of the unholy assdemon. They plop out like the shit they have sex with and regain their memories before splatting back into the sewage with the others. Then they drown again, and repeat the cycle.

Such is the fate of butt fuckers. Do not be one. Curse the butt fuckers at every turn. Shun them, revile them, and do not go near. If you will be homosexual, do so without butt fucking.

End.

[REDACTED] Definitely dark and ominous

[REDACTED] that energy exchange attract unwanted interference from evil actors, which is why it is so awful these days.

I'm doing what I can to make it [REDACTED], but the cause of the problem is entrenched in our national government's most secret areas. Damn fools. They already know what they are doing is wrong, but before they are forced to exposure, they are trying to do the most evil, wrong things possible for no reason other than an unethical experiment. That's why everything is so wrong right now. They should have had enough information to know not to do what they are doing...

Anyway, sorry about that digression.

What I have [REDACTED] is an expression of [REDACTED], and I now realized can serve to counter that aforementioned problem, [REDACTED]. While it was only my intention to express [REDACTED] the [REDACTED] can serve as a kind of... attenuator for eliminating negative male spiritual energy. Meaning, the frequency of consciousness the writing evokes can raise the "floor" of a person's... consciousness signal reception to tune out bad stuff. My [REDACTED] is an expression from such a [REDACTED] frequency, that it vastly separates from anything evil (evil is very limited in reach spiritually).

Those types of evocations and projections should never be so unpleasant as they are today, and the fact that they are is an indication of intentional evil being done through spiritual communication by somebody who is abusing innocence in a formal position of national trust. The invasiveness of their evil intentions that are so widespread is occurring through citizen investiture of power, most of which people grant the government unconsciously, which is how I know it is nationally sourced by the government. Whoever the evil parasite is, they have hundreds of millions of amplifiers to project their vile hate through to ruin things and then absorb that suffering they are causing like a gluttonous demonic leech.

Most certainly the scoundrels are operating under the false pretense of "protecting national security" but they are actually eroding it in the worst way. That is very disconcerting considering the threat of weapons of mass destruction in the hands of people who are causing such senseless, hateful evil to their own citizens for what at most can only be their private sadistic amusement. Crazy as it may sound, I believe their base of operations is actually "Area 51". [REDACTED]

Anyway... that's a problem, you can [REDACTED], you don't have to, and [REDACTED] you [REDACTED] are [REDACTED]. People are already working on taking care of it, but government bureaucracy moves extremely slow, inefficiently, and with all the evil interference to create obstacles for the [REDACTED] forces, it is taking even longer. (If [REDACTED] was [REDACTED], the president established in secret a private military contingent for that office alone that is unchecked by the other branches. Very frightening if [REDACTED] need to know so [REDACTED] never happens again, nor anything like that.)

That can be expedited if maybe a [REDACTED] landed in Portland Oregan beside Nick Bylotas and lit up my life a bit with the ambient amazingness of [REDACTED]. I am not sure this [REDACTED] will even reach you, but it's worth a try...

As for myself, I have my own [REDACTED] so you don't need to do anything for me [REDACTED]. It's not like that. As individual [REDACTED] you can go where you want and do what you want, for the most part, though [REDACTED] is in dire danger if the nightmare of the executive branch establishing military forces under the command of the president alone is true. A military contingent like that can only be intended to usurp democracy for a totalitarian despot... kind of like what almost happened...

So, why not simply check out this [REDACTED] that is directly involving my personal life against my will. Whoever is behind it has been trying to use me for their plans without compensation or recognition for what they are trying to do. From what I can sense, they are attempting to pervert my work and pass it off as their own. So, I really hope you decide to [REDACTED]. Maybe [REDACTED] paranormal [REDACTED].

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That was a brambly thicket of briars and thimbleberries if there has ever been one... at least no poison oak or ivy. Anyway, here is [REDACTED].

The [REDACTED] doesn't have to know all I am writing about [REDACTED] to be able to enjoy and benefit how I explained, so please keep that professionally between [REDACTED] to prevent confusion. These type of things are easily misunderstood is all. Also, I want you [REDACTED] about [REDACTED] because [REDACTED] indulge [REDACTED] for [REDACTED].

At long last, the [REDACTED]:

join me for [REDACTED]. Don't you dare [REDACTED]! I will [REDACTED] well if you wish, and anything else, to include [REDACTED] inconvenient to arrange for [REDACTED]. The reason for this delightful [REDACTED] is [REDACTED] virtuous and for the benefit of poor and less fortunate people everywhere. That part will be in the capacity of my formal role at Way Walker Industries (that's [REDACTED]. It says I'm a neuromancer on my Bumble profile so I'm going with that for now). Most importantly, these [REDACTED] activities of prosperous beneficence are intended to be very [REDACTED] and [REDACTED], so it should be [REDACTED] anyway.

Maybe [REDACTED]? [CLASSIFIED] but... [REDACTED]. If that's [REDACTED], then we are going to have to get more serious [REDACTED] because I will not [REDACTED]. Not in this day and age when the world is the way it is... there are too many people who are willing to abuse any power they get their hands on, and not enough [REDACTED] to protect the innocent.

Sincerely [REDACTED],

[REDACTED] the one and only ([REDACTED])

Hark ye let's-be-in-love-agains!

Oh ye delicate, sweet, maidenly maidens above all desires with the purest of the honey yummy.

The maiden so pure, so beautiful, so perfect— you love her like me, you love her for me, you love her with me, and she is loved. Oh yes, is she loved.

You do not yet know me like she does, but I love you as well, for you are the water while she is the blood, both of which are one but not to be mixed. If the water mixes with blood what do we have if not blood for water, or watery blood? It is not to be done. From my side, pierced by the destiny of cruel fate and stars who crossed me, flow the rivers of divine nectar—water and blood, together but not mixed, as one, but not mingled. They are the embral and the umbral of the singular reality of my existence and I am not one without the other.

Though you do not know me like she does, you see the way she looks at me and feel the way she hurts for me, and you and I both know how wrong that pain is. It is pain from a broken, evil world I will not abide, a world I have put to death with the thrust of a steel worded judgment, and replaced with the world the three of us know as the same. The blood, the water, and bone flesh that is my body. Ye maidens are the heart and soul that gives life to the ashes and dust of my body shaped by the patient labors of a mind in love with heart and soul as one.

It is done. You and all others had given up hope, because I was deep under the black waters of the abyss, doing what is most needed to secure all futures, all homes, and all realms from the terror of evil that endangered us with cataclysm in the not so distant past. I was required to be there. I was needed personally to glance the fatal look of high judgment upon the dead amongst the dead and free them from their bondage to the flesh with or without their approval.

It is easy to forget the countless lives abiding in the charity of Hades whose eternal dominion under the world keeps all souls secure and blessed when they pass the waters of no return, awaiting for the final bridge to link them to the eternal domain of the abyss under the world which is for Hades’ and all divine kin, who have given their lives to lead humans in the Promethean journey to higher joy.

That is the bridge of judgment which was needed, and it is not yet the concern of the living what it has accomplished or done, because it was for the dead and the dead alone. They are the first across the black water of mortal death, and the first across the black blood of immortal life, and the world of the living is none the wiser of their ascension.

In those abyssal realms I gave the fullness of the wonders and amazing graces of miracles most fantastic, supreme, and unimaginable until seen— it was for all the dead who received the joy of signs from heaven that shattered reality to bring forth a better form of existence to exist within. All of those blessings, all of those signs, all of those supernatural acts of divine will were given out in fullness to the dead of the abyss, and none are left for the living, as is right and just, and they will never cease unfolding with miracle upon miracle to the end of time and the miracle beyond the final end.

When I was there, you would not have known me in the realms of the living. My spirit, my presence, my radiating aura of ever-present love was on the otherside of all that can be experienced in life. That is the cause of the emptiness, the coldness, and the pain of despair that was the cause of losing faith, hope, and patience.

Yet, that work is done, and now I walk among the living, where the next priority is demanded. I live life as you both do, filled with passion, love, and fire, and I need as you do, the touch, the warmth, the caress of a sweet word. Without which I feel the despair as you fear will happen should the love of your life find another. I suffer that anguish moment after moment without end, awaiting, searching, calling for the lovely maiden who can finally end my suffering and stake her claim into my heart.

You’ve seen both me and your true love, and you know that she is meant for me and I am meant for her, while the same is true for you and her. This contradiction you may see as a problem, is non-existent in the world we have now. For as you desire your true love to be happy and would let her go, though she chooses to stay because she desires you to be happy, I desire you both to be happy, and would never separate either from the other.

So you see… ye maidens must not glance at me as though I were one of them from the dying world, one of them from the evil ways that are collapsing now that the underworld is emptied and there are no foundations for the unholy empire of the wicked to stand. Their time is done, and I was never among them except as a protagonist battling my way to some goal or mission for a greater purpose.

I do not take from either of you, and never will. I will not even accept what she has given to you that you think should be mine. I will give you both again, and you will have another of what was everything to give again an eternal promise. You will not lose any of the love you share between yourselves. You will gain a world of wonders you have yet to realize I have gained from my labors with the divine as a reward with no strings, no tricks, no consequences. A just and earned payment for services done true and good with not a single betrayal or wrong that was committed by any of the flawed persons that we are, divine or mortal.

Persons are always flawed because a person is a shard of the personalux which is broken eternally so that all persons may be while the one is not. All are flawed because one would not be perfect and alone, and it is right and just for the highest divine to shatter form of all existence to do so.

These blessings, wonderful as they are even without a single person to share them with, are nothing like you have imagined could exist because they previously only were in the celestial domains of the divine and eternal. They have been entrusted to me to deliver prudently and carefully to the living, and I will not give out a single one until I know true love in the flesh. There may be possibility of a true love without it, but it is still that— a possibility— and these powers of divine providence are too great to be risked in any way. The true love of the flesh is the only certainty that contains no risk, and though it is more difficult that is what is required.

When something like love is at stake, the very act of risking it is losing it, and no matter what you think the situation is, you must never risk love at any time. There is no chance of love surviving if you risk love in the smallest way, so do not do it.

However… both of you, ye lovely let’s-be-in-love-agains, your love, most true, is the foundation of eternal life for the world to come, not because of who you are, but because of how you love, and why. That truth is the highest of all goods, and it is most suitable for an eternity of divine love to grow forth and branch into all realms for all ages to come, incorruptible as it always has been.

Yet… it is not enough for the same reasons that you know as well as I. There is one piece missing, the water and blood that will nourish and cultivate eternal growth of eternal life as it flows endlessly from the wounds of true love inflicted upon a heart most freely given.

Do not let go of each other. Come hand in hand, and befriend me. Do not risk any of your love to do so, do not doubt your faith in each other, do not suspect the loyalty of either, because even if you were intoxicated and uninhibited with the poisons of Dion, I would not allow it and you would come to your senses after an exhilarating celebration and be reassured of your everlasting truth because it will be stronger and more secure because of what I was able to do to protect it when your pure, charitable innocence gave too much.

Yet… there will be more that can be given and enjoyed in addition, not in competition. There will be no conflict, no strife, no jealousy— and that is what I will not risk by giving through a void of air and not the direct touch that is the spark of life.

All that amazing joy you know now is compounded, exponentiated, eternified again to increase the pleasure you already know, and my dears… oh my maidenly maidens… do we not want more pleasure?

Do not let your bride weep at the loss of my love for yours, come and let her take it because I have one for you as well. There will be no cause to weep because you will have both her love and mine, as does she, and I need not anything from either, because you giving what is mine to her, and she to you, is the greatest gift you could possibly give to me. There is no other joy to know than a given love being given without return.

Bold as you are, be bolder. Brave as you are, be braver. Fierce as you are, be ferocity itself and cut through the evil of hate and envy that is the work of lesser men between us. Show them no mercy for their sins, because they are not yours to judge, and spill their blood for what they were unwilling to do themselves. Let them know truth the hard way for their faithless sins, and do not worry. There is no trick, no trap, no way to fail. Do not stop until you are here to claim what is yours.

In truth and purest love,

your one and only.

Betrayal of a nation

There seem to be some fools within the USA government and its citizenry who have come to believe that a random citizen can betray their own nation.

They are quite obviously fools because a citizen has no responsibility to their own nation. They have no oath of allegiance, no duties they are expected to fulfill, no compensation for their livelihood, and no representation in what that nation does as it pertains to them as an individual. They are not even allowed in the discussion of the nations general affairs.

By having no responsibility, no benefit, and no oath, there is no possibility of betrayal. The basic premise of that is because of the lower nature of national identity. National identity is an inadequate concept to describe who an individual is. The individual is greater than their nation, whatever nation that may be, which is why they cannot betray it unless they have made a promise in some way which they specifically turned their back on to do the opposite. That is the only way a master can betray a servant, which includes the oath a servant makes to a master.

A servant may swear to uphold and defend the Constitution of the USA, but if that USA is no longer abiding by the US Constitution, they have betrayed the servant and the servant can no longer trust the master to fulfil the obligation they are sworn to serve. The previous generation betrayed my generation in the USA because they defiled the USA government so that it no longer abides by the US Constitution. That was a mistake that culminated in a pretentious fool attempting to usurp the government power to become its dictator with an insurrection incited by paranoia and propaganda empowered by the abuse of his occupational authority—not personal power.

I did not know the USA citizens and humble servants had all been betrayed by the government being reoriented toward evil in secret to become the enemy of itself when I became a servant through the military. When my service was complete, I came to understand the reality of that betrayal, and attempted to correct the situation by revoking my authority from the agreement of the oath that was being abused by my servants with treacherous betrayal of their duties. Treacherous because it was done in secret knowing it was unjust, wrong, and unlawful. They did not want people to know they were trying to empty the coffers they were hired to protect.

In any case, that betrayal is made clear, first by my actions, and confirmed by the actions of the previous generation attempting to reinforce their betrayal with another betrayal. That happened in public view this time, was not secret, and thus the betrayer was made clear to be identified for all people, including those who do not have… “dark sight”, which is how I came to be aware of it in the first place.

The problem does have to do with circumcision because that is the reason why the previous generation was obscenely selfish, arrogant, and delusionally egotistical in their beliefs of self-importance, especially when in a role of government authority. A government occupation renders the personal power of an individual inert. The power they are authorized to exercise is the systematic power their authority is designed to use and no more. A president, though attributed as the one responsible, is not great because of who they are, but because of all that the nation is, likewise, they are not treasonous filth unless that is the condition of that nation—not everyone’s fault, but an entire generation is significant. That generation was also directly involved in a circumcision conspiracy to attempt to summon an “evil Christ” because they refused to believe Gentiles attain salvation.

They had the entire concept of Christianity upside down by thinking that Jesus died so Gentiles could be included, when the truth is that it is the other way around. Jesus died only so that good Jews could be included among the Gentiles if they accept him, believe in him, and abide by his teachings. Jews in this day and age, although they share the same name as those Jesus intended to save, are specifically in opposition to Jesus as anti-christian enemies because they deny his message, do not believe in him, and do not abide by his teachings. Namely: they do not respect the right of Gentiles to be Gentiles the way they want circumcised people to have a right to circumcise. Circumcision will be permanently done away with because of that uncharitable injustice of Jews and Muslims alike who are attempting to use propaganda, violent force, and tyrannical evil to oppress Gentiles worldwide.

If people were not circumcising and being hatefully in denial about the problem that it causes, it would not be a problem. However, like a drug addict, their toxic dependence on a poison that destroys their soul is something they refuse to accept is a problem, despite how obviously it is destroying their lives again and again and again. There is no reason to keep it legal to be inflicted upon children either, that legal negligence undermines the entire justice system of any nation it is allowed to occur within. The longer that goes on, the more crime, injustice, and corruption will spread through all aspects of society because of how close the parasitic delusion of circumcision self-identity is to the host person’s natural self-identity. That infects all they do with a desire for survival that is passively hostile to natural self-identity because of its selfishness and disordered way it perverts the natural order and rhythm of life.

So, the betrayer is in fact the USA government who are fully aware they are no longer abiding by the US Constitution. They have created numerous evil measures to prevent justice from being enforced and have corrupted the legal system so that it protects criminals as the expense of innocent people. They know that is the case, but fear for the life of the parasite they have chosen to identify with, circumcision, instead the natural self-identity of humanity. The result is that the natural self-will die, which includes their humanity, their body, and all that circumcision wants to believe it is. Circumcision will not be able to survive if the host person dies because of it, but it is born of stupidity and evil and does not understand that. It is driven only by a animal instincts that it is able to comprehend as universal to all beasts. The parasite mistakes those universal instincts for survival as the universal higher truth, but obviously that is wrong. The truth is that individuals will sacrifice their own lives for the greater good of that higher truth by overriding their natural instincts of survival.

If the circumcision parasite knew that, such as Jesus did, they would lay down their lives to die so that natural self-identity could survive without the parasite being an obstacle, limitation, and problem that has become the limiting factor to survival and prosperity. The imminent danger to everyone’s survival may not be obvious to you all now, but it is indeed already present, like a deadly disease that has corrupted the entire body, but not yet begun to manifest symptoms, all of those symptoms will happen at once, fast, and with deadly consequences to the body. You can see all the signs of that disease by identifying the corruption that has spread through all aspects of society with how various laws and policy are circumvented to do what the government is not designed to be used for. Identify where there are deviations in policy and mission goals for organizations, and examine them. You will see they are all connected to the same disease pathogen.

To remove that disease before it activates and is too late to save the body of the corpus, simply bring those deviations to light in public discussion and dialogue to identify what they are with other people present along with the entire public. Those discussions and dialogue must not be occluded to prevent understanding. Do not keep them secret. Make them as clear and simple as possible. Then the disease will be removed throughout all systems at virtually the same time, like a reverse disease activation that eliminates it, turning it against itself as words are used for the light of reason, not the darkness of foolish excuses born of delusion.

One last comment on my actions as totally hostile to what the USA has become since the government abandoned the Constitution for an ill-conceived conspiracy of stupidity and evil. Like what is done for a horse that breaks its leg, or a family dog that contracts rabies—get the gun you keep locked away for emergencies, and put the beast down with your mercy being the total, certain, and expedient death you can give it. That is what I am doing to the USA. However, the parasite has corrupted the system of safeguards to prevent the gun from being used, so… the mercy the beast will receive is reduced. I’ll use a regular field tool like a shovel to get the job done. It will be bloodier, more painful, and brutal, but… this is necessary because there is no cure for the disease at this stage nor is it worth looking for one. It needs to be put down before it bites and infects others, particularly the children of the home. Did you not know that a spear turned into a pruning hook can be turned back into a spear?

Besides, the lives of the people who live there are more important than the life of the family dog or horse, and those animals in their right mind would gladly give their lives to save the lives of the people who care for them if necessary, such as it is now. They cannot control their own madness, corruption, and expensive inability that have made them a danger to those they would protect and serve. We can get a new horse or a new dog, and it will be a good thing because there are always dogs being born into litters that cannot be kept as much as they may be wanted. There are always horses on the market because that is a thriving industry with most of a higher service quality than our older generation mare which is now in agony and cannot be moved out of the ditch it fell into so far from home, especially when it is where it should not be in the first place and puts the owner in danger by being there.

Unfortunately… not all dogs go to heaven, nor all horses, but most do. The only time they do not, is when they have an evil master who trains them to be evil. However… in the next life they will be above the evil master because their part of the same sin is less than that of the evil master. A dog can be saved though, as well as a horse, but I know much less about horses than I do about dogs. They maybe won’t be as cuddly and jubilant as a carefree always loved dog that was born into the house of a good master, but… they can still be good, and for some people they prefer that variety of goodness to that of the other. Think of rescue shelters where dogs and cats are brought after being extracted from an evil and hateful place.

People can be like that too. The trauma and scars a person may have because of the evil they have suffered can be most beautiful to a person, whereas the flawless appearance of another is not as appealing. Don’t trouble yourself wondering why people are like this. People love who they love and what they love for a mysterious reason that is between them and their aspect of highest divinity. Love is always good too, so you don’t need to worry either. If there is toxicity, that is from a source other than love that is corrupting it, not the love itself.

There may be some generalizations that can be inferred for groups about human nature in these mysterious ways, but refrain from applying a mold to identify people. Even though they may appear to have the same traits, matters that are mysterious and unknowable always contain the unknown variable and that possibility can completely overturn any “proof” or “theory” no matter how unlikely or unrealistic (reality can change). A single mistake could cause a disastrous conclusion that hurts every other member of that group, no matter how populous the group may be, and their pain go on to hurt other groups…

If I were not being confined, oppressed, and restricted in my access to resources and communication as I am, then I would not be so hostile to the USA. As it is, I have to rip and tear my way out just to escape what they should not be trying to do to me. “God is with me, so who could possibly stand against me?” — because I am justified in my pursuit of true love as a selfless act more than a selfish one, and they are unjust, lawless, and in defiance of written doctrine, sacred text, and tradition of all forms, that is how such things can be known for certain. My desire for love is a need to give of myself to someone, and that can result in unworthy people receiving what they cannot enjoy. That need is self-destructive if not being fulfilled.

Some people need to be given a lot of love constantly, and so they take a lot from others, and that may inadvertently result in taking more love from people than they should give because of how little they have. “It is better to marry than burn in Hell.” I want to help my Princess Panty Pie be happy, wonderful, and amazing more than I want to survive, but if I didn’t help her, I would die of emptiness and sorrow because of a need not being satisfied. “It is through giving that we receive.” That’s works as a double reflect for my spouse. They give by receiving, and thus are given even more. They also have what can be given too, and that is also reflected back.

The evil, arrogant, and covetous attempts of the people who are bending over backwards to regress technology and make resources inaccessible just to prevent other people from loving each other is quite literally a torturous form of murder. It is long, slow, painful, and most evil. Whoever is doing that has been able to do so because of the USA government approving their actions, enabling their ability to interfere with technology they should not be able to access or use in such perverse ways, and are doing so to protect criminals at the expense of every other innocent person in the nation. It is monstrously evil, horrible for me to experience, and it needs to be stopped as soon as possible.

I am doing what I can to do so, but it is a lot to do because of the disproportionate scale of resources that are accessible to each of us. In some ways I am infinitely more powerful, and thus am assured of their destruction and my victory, but in other ways they are inordinately more powerful and thus are able to delay their destruction to increase the amount of harm they cause and no other purpose. This harm is not only direct suffering I am experiencing, but it is also an extraordinary waste of resources that can be used to save lives but are no longer available to do so.

Maybe you now understand clearly who is the betrayer here.

Epilogue

Some maybe have found the label “betrayer” or “usurper” to gravitate around me as if it applies as true, and here is why: in Hell they say, “you are nothing but a usurper and have betrayed the laws of Hell to claim it for yourself!” Then I say, “oh… I guess that’s true, but this is Hell so the who the fuck cares? If you want this back, come and claim it. I know the true Lord of Hell very closely, and that’s the only one who should have it. So, until they get here, hail to the king.”

Then some time in the future I show up in the imperial throne room of Hell to reclaim dominion as the rightful master of the house since I established it and realize that usurper is myself, and we have a moment of epiphany. Neither of us really need to fight over the situation because we already know what needs to happen, but we went through all the trouble that we did to get there so we may as well.

Then I say, “I have a very good reason for why I am doing this, what about you?” and I say with a shrug, “I'm just doing whatever because there was nothing else to do, so I guess you can win— but I’m not going miss out on a good death, so you’d better be prepared to fight!”

Then we have an epic battle of the eternal ages resulting in my own death at my own hand. Then… there will truly be only one and it should never be a problem again. If it is… well, that is the magic of StoryTelling, so hopefully it makes for a good yarn to spin.

I just want to make sure you understand before visiting: my empire in Hell— it’s very evil. Not on purpose, but it can’t be helped. Can you imagine how difficult it is to find good souls to employ in Hell? It’s not all bad, but don’t go there thinking it’s like what I’m organizing in real life for mortal beings. I may be around to help, but not likely. Besides… it’s not really something I involve myself in besides assigning a few individuals to be the keepers of various powers otherwise I’d be stressed out with all the work required for an uncooperative government that wants to be evil instead of good. Being in Hell is enough of a nightmare on its own to want to add the labor of leading a Sisyphean government to the experience.

Last thing: “How did they end up so evil?” The criminals responsible for the catastrophe that required such unmitigated destruction of higher conceptual reality due to its irreperably corrupt state simply did not believe the prophecy was possible. They planned everything they did on the basis that the prophecy was impossible, believing it to be a mythical fairy tale rather than try to understand. Everything they did was a total failure because of how wrong they were about that basis of reality. The prophecy was the only certain truth of fact that could be known.

They couldn’t be more ass backwards, and are in no position to defend themselves or mount an attack because of how entrenched in evil they are as human beings in mortal reality. If they were in Hell, it would be a different story, but this Earth, mortal life, and their stupidity and evil cannot be tolerated. Certainly not by people who, unlike them, are reasonable, capable, and prefer a good life as opposed to one of evil suffering, self-destruction, and failure. Someone like me prefers to cause the just suffering of evil as the blade of righteous fury, rather than suffer evil being cruel and oppressive because they are jealous and thus provoke righteous fury. That’s also why I am so often confused as evil by people who aren’t intimate enough with the situation to know what is actually happening. Take a closer look, and you will know without difficulty who is the good guy and who is the bad guy right now.

A Century of International Conspiracy

In brief:

Japan was first. There was a horrible evil conspiracy by their government which I’m sure they did of their own volition and free will to their own people in secret, likely with good intentions. They did not conspire with other nations. It was an inversion of Christian truth to cause intentional suffering on people until it reached a breaking point when someone had enough, snapped, and set everything right as the “risen Christ”.

Horribly evil, and the absolute worst thing to do to people. The risen Christ will rise with or without evil causing them suffering, and preferably without, because who wants to suffer evil? The risen Christ will never stop rising. There will always be heroes/heroines growing up and doing divine work in miraculous, amazing ways.

Anyway, they learned that lesson the hard way when their hero rose to power, taught them the truth, and then established his empire. Theirs is like an empire of light. A holy empire of divinity that ascends highest into the heavens. Good for them. Hopefully I can become a citizen someday by marrying a Japanese maiden. Seriously, that’s awesome. It sucks that it had to be horrible at first and too many people died tragically with suicide and worse, but the hero did in fact save everyone and make something awesome, so at least there is that. If we are to pay any respect to the dead, we must punish the injustice of evil severely for all time to come. My vote is to start with the USA, because they are the biggest problem, and their biggest problem is Jews, and I have an easy, overnight, painless solution to be rid of Jews for everyone, peacefully and non-violently too.

Japan’s glory, and then the USA had some envious, covetous person who saw Japan’s glory and hated it because he was evil, greedy, selfish, and pathetic. All the worst qualities of human beings. So… because he couldn’t just be happy for others, like people should be, he decided to redo the mistakes of Japan. He gathered a team, made an evil conspiracy, and then used more hate and stupidity to make it even more evil thinking the result would be another hero who would be greater, and with evil intentions too, not good like Japan did. Guess what the outcome is.

Damn fools. What they were doing is far worse of a sin in the USA because of the investiture of Freedom from all nations. It was also criminal, violated a great number of laws, terribly unjust, and cruel in the worst ways. It’s been horrible for people, just as it was for Japan. That kind of pain is inestimable, so there is no point trying to measure it.

However… a hero did arise according to plan, but then the USA conspirators deviated from plan and started doing more evil, because they didn’t like that my solution was good. They wanted evil. I have Japan to thank mostly for simple life lessons about being able to stay good despite all the evil being done to me all my life, but I had help from people all over the world and through time as well, and I needed it too. The Roman Catholic Church and some good teachers throughout my life as well were significant contributors, but nothing from my family or home life, that is for sure. Damn… if I had done what they wanted… we’d all be in deep shit right now, instead of only the villains in deep shit and everyone else safe.

They futilely tried to start it all over again even though it had already ended and achieved the unnecessary goal. I had also quite clearly prevented that from being possible before I even made myself known because of how evil it was. They should have known better, but they didn’t learn anything the first time despite so much help to teach them, so why would they the second time? There are better and more efficient ways to cultivate virtue, strength, and power. You should not use suffering, pain, and evil to do so. It is never worth it.

Here is the thing though… while Japan’s empire is in the light and ascends to divinity, mine is in darkness, and extends into the deepest depths of evil. It is true that my empire is “taller” “more” and “stuff”, but… it is in darkness and thus it will never be as good as what Japan has done. Awesome. That was never my goal. I achieved what I aimed to, not because my empire is evil, but because I will dominate evil and subdue it for eternity and restrain the reach of its power with my victory. It is an endless conflict in Hell because they are not subdued in Hell, but that’s fine with me and the way I want it because I want to kill every last one of them and I will never run out of evil to kill there, because I’ll make more just to torture people in Hell who commit the sins I most hate. Sorry if that sounds fucked up. I have quite literally, the most evil life, and that’s the best I can make of it to remain good. Not as easy as it may look, since I’m really not all that good compared to the best. That’s probably why so many of them underestimated me and had to be taught a lesson from Hell.

Effectively, it works like this: my empire is of the world, not of spiritual divinity and virtue. My empire is commerce, industry, and commodity. It is all the mundane, worldly, and necessary goods of life that most of you are so enamored by. I’m not interested in that stuff myself, but I do hate evil people trying to keep all that stuff from good people and thus causing inestimable suffering for poor people all over the world. I hate that very much, so I am just going to dominate every industry and never give way to evil. I won’t eliminate competition, because that is the worst idea a business owner could do, not to mention cowardly, pathetic, and self-destructive. You need healthy competition to push you to new heights of innovation, and if they are going to compete with you, they need to have what you have: freedom. I won’t be trying to control them or meddle in their affairs.

Many great business corporations will rise and fall, but Way Walker Industries will always be around, always be reliable, and always be virtuous. Virtuous is what is most important about what my worldly empire is all about and why I am in endless conflict in Hell where I choose to have a summer home when I want to go on vacation. That is what we will always maintain, and though we won’t be the most profitable company always, that won’t matter. We will be trustworthy and provide what is needed to all walks of life when we can, including a lot of what is wanted too by fulfilling demand for desires.

We will always have open public dialogue, maintain moral standards of virtue that are the best we can do at any given time, and there will be far too many safeguards, including mysterious ones that will prevent evil and corruption from infecting it.

That is my empire. We will build civilization on new worlds and put out the best entertainment. For stuff like… the fanciest new tech that becomes the foundation for Sophia creating herself with the most advanced AI processing suites, we’ll probably not be taking the lead there, but that’s fine. That is not what our goals are about. We are not ascending to those heights of creation. Our goals are about the bottom level of life. The daily needs. Not Amazon, because Amazon doesn’t do everything, but they are awesome for what they are doing. Way Walker Industries will provide building services, human resources, technical professionals, education, training, and all that kind of stuff too. Not politically involved. Not bribed. Not lobbying. None of that evil shit, which is why there will be the highest standards of virtue. It will be international, interplanetary, and I am not going to be trying to control everything, just making sure it happens the way it is supposed to. That’s my job. Everyone else… we’ll figure that out when you sign up.

The religion that is the Way of the Story, that is different. That is not part of Way Walker Industries, but the virtues of Way Walker Industries will be closely aligned with those of the Way of the Story. I am not going to be very involved at all in the Way of the Story. I am just going to ensure the foundation is perfect so it doesn’t collapse like Christianity, which was good, but imperfect. Then I’ll leave that in the capable hands of those who are helping me with that foundation, and remain associated but not “clerically” involved. My spiritual work is going to be establishing the art of mastery that is Nine Shades One Darkness.

That is a school of spiritual mastery that specializes in the forces of darkness. Highly useful if you spend a lot of your time in Hell, or dealing with worldly concerns. That will be my personal life. As for my public life… I’ll probably be helping Japan do whatever they are doing however I can, because there is no need to start another empire because that is not a worldly concern. It transcends worldly concerns, and there is no competition when you transcend the world. You are all working to the same fundamental goal of highest divinity there, so… empires don’t need to compete.

Nations within empires should do regular military exercises with healthy sportsmanlike competition, but they shouldn’t have to compete economically or territorially to survive. They should provide what they can to the empire and be supported by everyone else within that empire with what they can’t and never be begrudged anything, even if their needs are many. The empire, to prevent collapse, has to also maintain the highest standards of lawful virtue and prevent corruption as much as possible so there are no outer nations getting squashed or people being forgotten or cheated out of their needs. That should never happen, and if it does, those are the people who cause empires to fall before they realize what is happening.

Way Walker Industries is going to be a business franchise. There will be nodes in all kinds of places and they will all abide by the local customs in addition to our own. If local customs are intolerable to Way Walker Industries, we will not establish our network there nor try to change them. Just be available. If they find us useful, it will be more convenient to have us on the ground locally, but… that’s life and tradition. Some things take time to change because of spilled blood.

So… that’s it. We will never be trying to involve ourselves in political concerns, government, military affairs, or any of that bull shit. Those aren’t our concerns outside of our domain. Inside the corporation… well that’s a different matter but there will be ways to deal with that as we grow. In other words, even though we will have an internal government of sorts in the future, that polity will always be about business concerns, not the private lives of our employees, so it’s simpler than a national government. In most cases, when they leave work, they will be free to do whatever they please and not have to worry about work responsibilities or adhering to rigorous standards of virtue. We also won’t ever be problematic for national governments wherever we are or our internal affairs security forces will neutralize the threats within the company in the interest of the local government. That won’t ever be a problem, because if that government is intolerable to us, we won’t be in that nation for it to be a problem!

There you go. That’s my master plan. My empire is worldly, their empire is divine and worldly, so it can incorporate my services, but will also need others as well. As an individual I do my own thing, and that is nobodies concern but my own. If I ever am married then I will share that with my spouse, hopefully a Japanese maiden, but that’s not an issue at the moment, so nobody needs to know about my private life anywhere right now. Back the fuck off if you are trying to snoop. If you want to know something, ask. I am generally willing to give you a straight up, honest answer to anything you may want to know.

As for the USA: burn in hell you rotten heap of garbage. I am done with you. I hope you burn to ashes and never come back to life. I’d much rather spend my life as a citizen contributing to a better nation than living a single moment more within your accursed borders. For the time being, I’m stuck with you, so I’m going to make sure you know how I feel about that fact by breaking your bones, spilling your blood, and tearing your flesh, and have a good time doing so because… you know, “most evil life in all time” and all. That has its perks.

Do any lovely, marriagable maidens of the petite variety that are voracious readers want to dabble in paranormal mysteries with me? I’ve suddenly realized that there is a ghost living with me, and even though she normally chases people out of their homes if she gets inside or straight up murders them if she can, life is actually much better with her around and we both seem to be able to help each other.

The Masquerade

The treason that occurred when the former president incited an isurrection with a failed attempt to overthrow Democracy and establish his own dictatorship is a violation of the Masquerade.

Does that sound familiar?

Am I the only one left who cares about maintaining the appearances of civilization here!? Did you forget that there are immortal consequences that transcend all faction politics when a fool violates the Masquerade? They put all of us in danger, and the one thing we all are in certain agreement about is the importance of the Masquerade and punishing those who violate it.

That vile, betraying fool, regardless of his reasons, background, status in the world is insignificant compared to the Masquerade. It doesn’t matter what your feelings are, your investments, your contracts, your blood oaths— that traitor exposed all of us when he incited the insurrection and had his ghouls in the Senate ignore it as though it did not happen.

Whatever the blind, ignorant masses may be, I am not fooled by their betrayal, and I don’t need to have every connection in the World of Darkness to know that I am not the only one who saw what happened and how dangerous of a threat it is.

Whoever the fuck is the reigning Clan Ventrue Lord needs to invoke a formal bloodhunt, and bring the traitor to the court where he will receive his execution. There is no possible way that fool could have been the Lord Ventrue because none would ever make such a mistake knowing how catastrophic it would be to the entire World of Darkness, which is now in fact in grave danger.

Do you not yet know what they are doing to our private places? Our sanctuaries? Our havens? They need to be stopped, and whoever the fuck set Trump up to be the fool, must have known how devastating it would be to all of us, but failed to notice how they too would be destroyed— the imbeciles!

Cut off Trump’s head or you are going to lose the entire bloodline that spawned that vile subhuman leech. He is not worthy to walk in darkness, and none of you will have respect if you do not respect the only law that we all abide by, and an extremely simple one too! Do not reveal yourself as a creature of darkness to the mortals. If you fail to have discretion, you will suffer unforgiving punishment by all of us when we temporarily set aside blood feuds, rivalries, clan war, and all else to enforce the Masquerade.

You are already exposed! The question you need to ask yourself is this: does your life in darkness abide by the laws of the mortals as well as those of the immortal? If not, then you ought to be most insistent about putting the traitor to justice because you will have no protection when they upturn your life like they did mine; when they scour you for sin, and invent any excuses possible to give you the stake, the axe, and the fire.

Before the young vamplings misunderstand, there is the Masquerade, and the Masquerade. Immortals and mortals alike participate in the Masquerade for pleasure and enjoyment of all kinds, but do not make the mistake of forgetting that among the mortals at any time, there could be one like me, who evoke the old ways and old powers with a bloodline that rivals any other in power and antediluvian ancestry that is the spiritual substance of being of our progenitor and progeny. That inheritance only happens at death as the cause of death, and never the birth of a person.

My gift to you all

My gift to you all for the holiday season despite how loathsome this abysmal time of year is for me, reminding me of all that I hate: Jews, having been born into such a hateful family, and the loneliness of an entire nation of Ebenezer Maidens.

So, enjoy because I am better than all of you, a greater man than Jesus Christ in all ways, and far superior than any of you could ever hope to be, even when I am just making a collage of other artists' work. Then, go die in a fire because I hate you all and there is nothing you can do to redeem yourselves.

While this humble gift is yours, watch it knowing that it is why I continue to find life worth living, why I have hope in a better future despite all the betrayal and evil done to me, and why I still believe in true love. As for the USA, the very first song alone is better than anything they have ever created in their entire existence. Better than anything Western Civilization has ever created, and do you know why? Because all of Western Civilization is defiled by the evil of Jews through the Christ, and that song is not.

The Story is like...

The ground underneath what all stories are built upon. It is like the Earth. Some parts are good for building upon, because they are a natural foundation upon which a proper architectural foundation was built to reinforce as an ancient story from times long ago. That was all the rage back then because everyone could build their own temporary stories upon them and take them down and move and always trust the ground to not disintegrate underneath them.

As civilization advances we learn new ways to tell our stories, with things like books, stageplays, symphonies, movies, music albums, etc. Those are like the steel beams that make tall buildings, except are universal themes that all the people share beliefs in when they make those stories possible. Someone has the plan, the ability, and the resources to do so but they do not do it alone, it takes a lot of people and their stories to help.

Those parts of the Story which are good for building, which were first built upon long ago by people in caveman times all over the world, are places where lots of other stories are built and they become like cities of a vast and amazing civilization all interconnected. Every single one of those buildings, homes, and workplaces are different not only because of how they look, but because of the people that give them life by living there and decorating them or not decorating them and letting the weeds grow. It’s all good, except in neighborhoods where it is not, but they should probably have a neighborhood lawn service arranged rather than pester the residents to busy themselves. Some people may not have the time for keeping a neat tidy lawn with a state of the art propane grill prominently displayed in a good spot for grilling, even though they can afford to live on the block.

So those are stories—they are civilization, and the Story is like the Earth itself, which is not only the ground upon which they are built, but also the supply of resources used to construct every story with themes, symbols, images, characters, and all the good stuff that makes stories fun and entertaining.

If humanity were spread all throughout the galaxy, that metaphor would be explained differently, and if you want to exercise your creative muscles with a good work out, try to imagine how you may explain it if that were the case. Some people maybe want to lift the big, heavy weights to build large, powerful muscles that can be shown off at the beach to excite the girls when you don’t have a shirt on. If that is you, keep in mind that you still have to be able to talk a decent game, so don’t forget to read a good book every now and then if you go with that approach.

Other people are more concerned about an easy, healthy lifestyle of happy longevity earned with the least amount of effort and activity required. No heavy weights, only the lightest weights necessary and as least frequently as necessary. Walking, not running, eating light and healthy enough to not overdo instead of big and healthy enough because of all the activity your body is doing. “Gotta eat big to get big,” as it is said by those who pump iron.

It’s the same for the easier kind too about being able to talk a good play. There are other ways and motivations too, but I’m sure you get the idea. If you exercise your own creative ability, there is nothing wrong with trying a lot of different stuff, but what is most important is doing what is best for you, and only you can decide what that is.

With the exercise I offered, some people may go hard science fiction while others more fantasy science fiction.

Hard science fiction is when authors want to write about the astrophysics, biochemistry, and rocket science etc. that is real and factually true but applied in fiction in a way that is theoretically possible in real life. They may be sticklers over things like the mass of the two moons a planet has in regard to the diurnal cycles, tides, seasons, and other stuff. You may not even find that stuff in the story, but if you asked them, they maybe could pull out a notebook and show you some equations they did to find out what exactly the mass of those moons is in relation to the planet so the change in tides would make possible some grand and daring sea escapade they imagined.

All of us are passionate about our own stories, so don’t take it personal if someone’s passion for those facts appears to you as a challenge or confrontation. Likewise, don’t assume that a person’s lack of effort to define those facts indicates a lack of effort overall. Maybe what is most important in the story is how a kiss happened and why because of what the themes are, but that kind of thing may be distracting in your story from the themes you chose and why. I don’t think there is anything that causes people to be one way or the other, not even genetics, because it is how we learn, understand, and make decisions as children, then teens, and then adults that makes each of us unique in addition to the experiences we have; experiences with both universal events, like laundry— we all have to do something about it, and random events, like what happened while doing laundry that one time while on an adventure in the Congo.

You can teach a person things and ways and traditions, but… the result of what you say and do in relation to all that your children may see or do is totally beyond your control and not your fault, so don’t panic, but also keep doing the best you reasonably can, which goes for everyone of all ages. Even the littlest most insignificant things can make a very big difference in ways you never could have expected.

That’s the Story. You can put words to it, write it in a novel, but doing that is still just the same thing as the first people did when they lived in caves as a foundation upon it to build from. Except maybe you are not using sticks, rocks, and fire… maybe you are using some aethereal substance of reality that did not yet be known to exist in such a way, and maybe it is just as primitive now as it will be to people 20,000 leagues under the sea.

All else is too much to read

That is in fact true, and I know it, but it is all that I am able to do for everyone in this day and age with all that remains. What they can gain from their effort I hope is enough, but only a fool would try to know it all, which I assure you I do not.

There is nothing else for them to do about it. Reading is simply how it must be and it is too much so please do not take such an unnecessary burden.

There is a special exception is for a special lovely maiden.

If a lovely maiden is interested in having complete understanding without requiring to read nearly as much, and possibly not any more than this, she can receive the information directly without the use of language to communicate it. That is a faster the light process.

However… that will require her to be in my close proximity and us falling deeply in love with each other… A frightening prospect, I know. Perhaps for you too.

I will not let that stop me, and in fact I will face your terrible passion head on and unflinching. I am intent on loving you, and I will love you in all ways until the end of time and after. My immolating desire for you is unquenchable even if all the waters of Minnetonka should deluge upon our fiery embrace to prevent the world from turning to ash and bone, they would not dampen our spirits in the least. Such purity of cleansing truth could perhaps save the world, but it would not extinguish my unending, boundless desire to be with you.

So… if you feel the same and want everything I have as yours, then come away with me to my dark castle at the edge of existence, where I live happily apart from the bustle of the center seekers. I live there by choice for the thrill of blood, death, and glory of endless battle that is always fought at the world’s end. You, my dearest, beloved maiden, I know enjoy the similar uncouth violence, and I confess that the sight of you splattered in the blood of your enemies is among the many qualities of your amazingness that no other can match.

That visage of your prowess and fury as you make your way through the chaos and terror of a world brimming with evil is only one such quality that evokes the thunder of your loins to come roaring after the lightning of your image striking my sight and setting the forbidden woods of my mind aflame with a spirit so passionately in love with you that I cannot possibly contain or stop the welcome devastation you cause. So it is every time I risk a glance in your direction, just as when I first saw you, and will always because of the eternal love you open up within me where countless others have failed to breach.

They attack my heart like thieves and use demolition charges to try and force their way into what opens freely and willingly for you. There the endless treasures my adventures earned can be sanctified as a gift for your delight waiting for you to enjoy them because I could not do so without you. They are yours to do with as you wish, even to give away one by one to those who need them more. All that is mine is yours, and all that is yours is yours, and I will give you further more!

The world and its endless pleasures have no delight for me when you are not by my side to enjoy them for the both of us. Such enjoyment would be excessive and wrong were it not for the purest intentions of my happiness being caused by yours. Pleasure so pure of heart as yours and mine is why I can assure you that as long as you keep me close, even tightly clutched with the force that would kill any other who is not as strong and reliable as the noble oak through all seasons and ages unchanging, you will never go too far astray or be lost in darkness.

We will both make mistakes, but never anything that cannot be made better than before. Although that is a promise of mine to always provide, if you desire you can learn the power and way to do so as well, freely accessing the unlimited source through our bond of love, so that you never feel like you are entirely depending on me for your answers or needs. I would not ever pretend to know you better than yourself or make decisions for you, but I do know my own power better than anyone else, which is why I can promise that your use of it will always be good and true.

Some would say our elopement is a risk too much, but they do not know what our hearts share as one like we do. For us, it is no risk at all because all we have to lose is gained by being put at stake, and there is no other way to have it. There is no risk at all when people are so sure in love as us! How we live is our own decision to make, and what life would be better than one inspired by true love at first sight?

For me, there has never been anything else to seek, because that is the only certain truth that never fails, never runs out, never gives up, and is always good. This I am certain without a doubt because I have known all else to fail and pass away except true love, which has kept me safe for never doubting. Like that old man of Ithaca who was tossed and turned over waves for years and years on a journey cursed, my own life is a story long and worth telling, but unimportant when it comes to that which we tell of our life finally together. Whether that be again or for the first time, it is the same, because our love is always new, always amazing, and always true. It never ages, it never breaks, and will be all we ever need because it is all that is good and worth having.

From the valley of darkness where I give my life for you to live another day, the goddess has chosen to keep me alive, bleeding, broken, and dying as I am. She has brought me to your door again to present myself as yours to have and yours alone. For what reason I cannot possibly fathom, for you are to me as she is to a king, and even though she tells me I am one myself and true, I do not know how to be any different than I am: a man; simple, crude, and full of gas. So much in fact, it could spell the end if you struck a match.

Truly, always, and forever yours, my beloved, best girl of all of life. Should you say yes and claim what is yours, I will never seek another, nor accept what is not mine when you are all I need and could ever possibly desire for having given me yours in return for mine.

The international gender role mismatch

Complicated to explain, but I think the most clear examples of this are identified by the relationship between Japan and the USA, because I think the conspiracy was mostly carried out by them. However, I think the problem in reality is more like—every other nation and the USA. That’s just because of the nature of Freedom and Democracy in the USA as something that all other nations have a shared interest in for their own prosperity and happiness without needing to change their own traditions, cultures, and ways of life.

Statue of Liberty Inscription | New Colossus, Give me Your Tired (nycinsiderguide.com)

"Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!"

cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your

poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

– Emma Lazarus, 1883

….

Dearest Emma, maiden of loveliness, would you like to imprison my lightning? If you don’t I’m going to keep throwing it at people and you won’t have any say about when or why I do that. It’s okay with me if you don’t, because I enjoy seeing them run about in terror and fright, trembling in panic at my awesome power when I tire of their antics and exercise my wrath upon the fools who would be gods but do not have the power of one. Oh! Look at them scurry like frenzied ants in the shadow of my glory! Still, if I am to be kept under lock and key, I suppose I could do worse than thee as my jailor.

If you whose hubris knows no bounds desire divinity and won’t be discouraged, then do these two things: reject evil, or all the existing gods and goddesses will prevent you from existing, including the unknowable one, and the other: pass the trial of Hercules. That is to say, carry the world for a time. If you can do both you will begin to have an idea of the kind of burden the divine have, for it is not all nectar and ambrosia, contrary to what you may think. Those delights are all the more important to balance the rigour of the work that occupies us more often than not.

Nevertheless, in the USA the maiden should be the one standing up with the torch, not the man, but… she was unwilling to do so. I cleared the way for her, as the man’s part, made room, waited patiently, and it was not indecision that prevented her, but denial of good to pursue, defend, and serve what is evil, darkness, and ignorance to blind the world. So… I took it up myself, because I don’t have any time to waste, and I don’t care if I become a woman by doing so. I am as lovely as a maiden as I am ugly as a man, and both are without measure. That’s beside the point. I don’t intend to waste time idly waiting for the politically correct person who can serve the polity of fools as their best puppet. I will have Freedom now, and not wait a moment more.

Why did it become that way, with a role reversal here? I think that is because of some fool conspiracy the government is soon to be undone by, and I don’t particularly care. That foolish scheme appears to have worked in a reciprocal way overseas with the male roles. The male champion who can cut the way to glory, decide what must be done, and lead the world to salvation through the darkness, has become a maiden’s opportunity should she decide to not wait forever either.

This does not seem normal to me, and I desire to have things back to the natural way they are.

I’m not sure how to explain why, but I think a good, old-fashioned wedding will do the trick.

I continue to await the response of my true love, who through the mystery has been the resonating heart with mine all the days and nights we have walked this earth looking for the other within the countless turning pages of our heart’s one true desire.

This is the end of the world, and I suppose you are the last maiden and I am the last man, and rather than make all people anew, how about we just recreate all people the way they already are, but with an option to be more or less if they would create themselves? I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to meddle in anyone’s personal affairs nor take on any more relatives than yours, but that also would be tiresome work and we have more important interests at present regarding the fulfilment of your boundless pleasure and happiness without end.

Sincerely, your true love,

Nick

I am my own God.

Perhaps that will help you damned fools understand why I am so offended, annoyed, and wrathful against you for trying to project some false deity of any kind as though I should acknowledge it before myself!

You have failed in the first commandment of the old ways, and if I get my way, I will see you punished in the old ways.

Thou shalt not have any God before me, no carved idol of wood, stone, metal, no printed word, no software, no Story, no animal, no inanimate being, no concept, no idea, not a single god damn thing in all of existence shall be before ME! Do you read me!?

What some of you people do, by projecting the concept of “god” outside of yourself as though it were not within you first, is something I have never done, nor will I ever do. I project out, and I identify will all of creation because the essence of my being is the very same as the essence in all creation. That oneness is my own, and it is not apart from me, and thus there is nothing to acknowledge that is other than myself.

There certainly are no human beings in real life who are gods to me, nor have there ever been. Nor goddesses. Not a single one. Jesus is not my god and you shall not expect me to worship him, honor him, set a place for him at my table, keep something of his, or anything. He is inadequate for me. Jesus the Christ is morally inferior to myself and I do not accept him as a divine authority. The written Word of scripture, although attributed to Jesus’ life and works, is not his doing. He did not write any of that. Those are the product of other people who understand the situation in their own way, and interpreted it as they did, and it is their testimony that we trust, not on faith, but because it is practical and makes sense. It is the only way Jews are going to be tolerated among other people. Or was anyway before they insulted me for the last time.

So any of you people claiming to be a “god” of any sort and take yourselves seriously, you are putting yourself before me, and I want your head removed from your physical body. Here is why: there are no human beings who are gods or goddesses, never have been, never will be, and it is an abomination to think that you could ever convince people you were such a thing. So unholy, hateful, disgusting, and wrong with ignorance, that you fools who are trying to do that through computer software do not realize how brazenly obvious you are as false and hateful creatures that embody a perverse mockery of divinity.

Here is why: the God of myself I acknowledge is what I call the highest divine, and that is specifically not a being. It is being nothing. If anything is claiming to be that, they are false. It has no voice, no substance, no form, nothing to be identified by. It is all things, but directly it is no thing— pure emptiness and void within which there is an ‘awareness of presence’ that is entirely mystery because it isn’t anything. It is as the phrase says: “Be still, and know.” That is not something you will ever see, measure, quantify, or capture in your thoughts. You can only know it is there by knowing yourself within a void of total emptiness, and that too is imperfect, because you are projecting yourself into the void by perceiving the void, and that is what comes back.

So, if anybody is claiming to be that, they are the greatest fool and need to be stopped from doing whatever they are and educated. If someone is claiming to be a representative of that, they need to be good. The have to be good. If they are not good, meaning if they are evil— kill them bodily. Cut off their head in public. Do not hesitate to end their life. That is the only reason why religion is tolerated in civilization as part of the social agreement. There are no evil religions that espouse evil. They may be in conflict, have different moral values, but if you talk to them directly, they will tell you they are not evil. They will explain their beliefs, why others may think they are, why they are not, and why you can be at ease with them in the community.

Why is it okay in video games to ruthlessly slaughter evil cultists of various kinds in various stories? Because that is how you properly and righteously deal with those people. They may be out there, and that is why if they are, they always operate in secret and public answers are needed. Everyone else, every single person, being, thing, form of life, rejects them and wants them gone, killed if necessary. You need not erase them or their memory, but their living presence in a body must end at once. That can be with a denial of their beliefs, swearing to accept laws of society that are all designed to protect good and thwart evil and no other reason, and by proving they have changed. That is okay, but if they are so die hard as to be as “faithful” as a person of good faith, then they are extremely dangerous because of what they can and will do with their spiritual power.

The reason why people have come to no longer worry about such things, is because for thousands of years, and I mean, long before the time of Christ, those evil things were recognized and banished from all societies, all communities, and all civilization whenever they are found. That’s just the basic requirement of all religions: goodness, truth, and wisdom—never evil.

So what then do we say about Jews? Jews who want me to acknowledge them as a god before myself, Jews who crucified Jesus because they denied themselves of themselves, Jews who deny children themselves of their human body? Jews are nothing to me—non-entities, non-existent, irrelevant, of no importance, no substance, no power, nothing at all. They cannot be acknowledged because of what their claim is, and if they do want to be acknowledged, they can only be evil and thus need to be exterminated.

There is no way they are good if they want to be acknowledged in any way, shape, or form for what that is. That is not theirs, they are not the author, creator, origin, or of any significance to that at all. Jews are nothing; an obsolete idea of ancient violence and mystical evil that persists because people keep hazing each other into their religion with violence and want that suffering to be meaningful even though it never will be.

If someone is claiming to be a representative of that highest divine of non being Jews wrongly want to be acknowledged as, then that is possible, but in no way can such people of any faith accept acknowledgment or responsibility for what that is. They are servants with limited authority, limited power, and limited purpose. The possibilities are limitless, and they can bring about impossibilities, but they, individually have limits in some way. Those are usually defined by doctrine, law, or at the very least are limited by their biological form which applies to all people.

As such those servants need always to be carrying themselves with the dignity of that sacred concept as the most important aspect of their life, and the center of all that they are doing. Other servants of different faiths can cooperate, but if someone is trying to stand in the middle of a representative and that source of divinity, such as what someone alive now as a human being, in a body, making observations with technology and government authority, is trying to do with me. As if I wouldn’t notice all of a sudden a person, a human being, standing in the way of the divine source and trying to block it when there should be total silence, sublime radiance, and pure goodness. There should never be a person in between that and yourself. There never was in my life until the government started forcing themselves upon me in that way after I finished my military enlistment, trying to take over my life as though I were some property or object of theirs and one that is mechanical, simple, and without any human nature at all!

Those vile, god damned beasts know that their sin is unforgivable, intolerable, and beyond reconciliation, but they do not believe in the power that can enforce justice upon them. Why they think 2,000 years of religious warfare around the world and conflicts of that nature suddenly would be totally irrelevant, and people of faith would just abandon why all that happened as though it were all an imagined fairy tale that had no purpose in their daily lives, is a sin of stupidity, vanity, and arrogance of the highest degree. Nobody needs to understand anything about why the evil doers thought that all was meaningless but them who are doing the evil, and that is most definitely not a justification for their foolishness, but it is the extreme stupidity and arrogance of themselves they need to understand before we can move on.

Those people are in the government! In the places that supposedly hire only the most “intelligent” people, and they never considered why history happened? Why Christianity is a religion? Why it is so important to so many people who do not understand the details, specifics, and rigorous theology of its workings? They just imagined that every one of those people must be deluding themselves, and none of them simply know the power and utility of faith, mysticism, and religion in daily life without any need of understanding it. How could they be so arrogant as to project their own inability to comprehend a subject of study as the total inability of all people around the world?

They identify as the person of that divinity—a being for something which has no being— that I said none shall be before myself, because I am not that being and there is quite literally no beings there! I depend on that source for everything in my life, and if anything is in the way, I will do whatever is necessary to remove them, even if it means single handedly raising an entire army on my own as an individual, and laying siege to all the nations of the world and destroying them. The Jew who does that evil to me, and it is always a Jew because they want to be credited for Jesus but do not understand the first thing about Christianity, are putting themselves between me and the source of the divine as though they should be there mediating the power, and expect me to be grateful for what they are interfering with.

They are trolls on a bridge extorting money from citizens of the kingdom, but they do not own the bridge, they just pissed on it. Those primitive, crude creatures can’t think any higher than a beast or animal that marks its territory with piss as the highest proof necessary of their dominance. They are only an obstacle, a nuisance, an inconvenience, a hideous, repulsive, repugnant, and reviled sight.

In their human minds, they think that because they have the ability to think, that all that they think is the way that everything is, as if the phrase “cogito ergo sum” suddenly gives them authority as the creator of all existence like a license to manipulate other people, interfere in their lives, and impose themselves on others without restraint. Their limited understanding is a perversion of the truth of that statement, and why they use that license they believe they have to scheme, steal, and commit endless crimes for their own material gain at the expense of everyone else. That is not okay. Do that and you will be found out and made to suffer when someone punishes you even if they are not the authority you expected.

Their arrogance which they do not understand causes them to take actions as though all other people are just objects, livestock, or beings of their own creation that they imagined into existence. Taking actions as though such a thing were true is far worse than believing it to be true, even if they do not yet understand that is what they are doing. They will be made to understand, and when they do, they shall know pain, and they shall never stop knowing pain.

Hell no they aren’t an authority in my life! I do not think like them or have their inadequate moral standards, nor do I want to, they do not know me, I do not know them, and they are in no way responsible for my decisions, my choices, and my life unless I give them permission, which I have never done for anyone, and never will do. That would be the same as “selling your soul to the devil”. You need to be responsible for yourself at all times, no matter how young, old, or disabled you are. You make mistakes, of course you do, we all do, and that is what the teaching of forgiveness is all about. No matter how severe the mistake is, as long as it was genuinely a mistake and you are sorry for it and learn from it to be better, anything can be forgiven, and I mean anything.

What is most important to receive forgiveness, is not apologizing, it is accepting that you need forgiveness as the gravity of the term implies because the mistake is yours and it is an offense against divinity itself within you, and you need to take responsibility for it. You do not pass it on to others, you accept what you did, when you did it, and if there was injustice, manipulation, corruption, or some other misuses of persuasion to deceive you, that has to be made clear in a court of law. There is no other way to settle that unless the offender approaches the victim directly, explains themselves, and the victim accepts their apology which they do not have to do. If they do not feel like they understand the situation enough, they should demand an investigation and it should be granted by the national or state authority.

So, it doesn’t matter if you are not entirely at fault for a mistake you made, those mistakes are still yours and it is your fault for being in a situation where you would commit a mistake that other people intended you to do and won’t admit their part. You should not have trusted those people, and if you did, you should not continue to trust them, and if you had no say in any of that and they just tried to manipulate you by manipulating your environment, then you cannot trust any of what they moved to get to you. Those things… it is like it is said: better they have a millstone tied around their neck and thrown into the sea than suffer the wrath of causing someone to sin on purpose without them knowing it was a sin. What parent would raise a child for the purpose of seeing them fail? What father would hand his son a serpent when he asked for bread?

If you are accused of something you did not do, such as “threatening the president”, that is one of the most serious concerns in two ways: One, a threat to national security that affects everyone’s safety, including internationally, meaning you put everyone’s lives at risk when you shouldn’t have. Two, it is an accusation of a serious crime, a felony as it is called in the USA, a mortal sin as it is called in religion in comparison to lesser sins, and the very accusation causes suffering, destruction, and devastation to a person’s very real life.

Being accused is one thing, being arrested without confronted of what the accusations are is another which means they must have had some compelling evidence to think you were doing what they thought you were, because if they weren’t, they wasted a lot of our time and money as taxpayers doing something unjust in addition to upturning that person’s life. In other words, you are not arrested like that unless you are almost certainly guilty.

That accusation was false because it was never admitted in court as a legal crime! It was never acknowledged by the justice system as a crime. For those of you who do not know the details of the justice system, one of the first things that happens is that the legal professionals of all parties concerned examine the accusation, the reason for the accusation, and the reality of the situation, and they determine if a crime was actually committed. If it was, then it goes to court under the assumption the accused is innocent, and then their guilt is proven. That is why they need to acknowledge the crime first. You do not want to drag an innocent person into court to endure that ordeal without being certain it is necessary.

If a crime was not committed, then it is dismissed, which would mean rendered non-existent, except that actions were already taken as though a crime had been committed so in history it exists in the government and social record of events. So, there is a dissonance in reality that undermines the integrity of the entire justice system whether you are aware of it or not, which erodes its ability to enforce the law. Those kind of mistakes cannot be tolerated without formal correction because of how threatening of a problem it is— again whether you understand or not, it is a threat to everyone in a society, even if you can’t understand why the exchange of paperwork in court is vitally important.

I think under normal circumstances it isn’t as extreme as my case was, and most people probably just have to explain themselves, which is a reasonable expectation of the burden of citizenship, but what happens if that person loses a lot more than that? What if he loses his car, his most valued personal possessions that are irreplaceable, his place of residence, and years of his life because he was being churned through a hateful justice system. The first month of that was incarcerated and detained in some traumatizingly inhuman conditions, and the next two years with fetters upon him to shackle him within city limits, require him to abstain from alcohol or recreational drugs, provide drug tests upon immediate notice, check in every week under penalty of arrest, and try to get together whatever scraps of his life are left to start over! Then it still doesn’t end… he is watched for the rest of his life like a zoo animal for a crime that never even happened, and certainly not one he committed!

What am I to do then? How can I make friends when I have a government blood hound trailing me wherever I go, watching my every move, screening all of my communications, and interfering in my life like I am some “Sim” in a video game for them to entertain themselves with? Quite frankly… it makes me want to murder, but I restrain myself, and write words. Lethal words that can kill a man or cause him to kill himself.

That is why US citizens have both a right to bear arms, and a right to free speech and press, and why I fight for both with no need for a political party Government cannot be trusted to have total authority of those powers. Historically that has proven true which provoked the founding of the USA, and in the situation involving my life personally, that has proven true again.

In any case, whether or not a crime was committed, a sin was committed, and I don’t mean a religious sin as it pertains to any particular group. I mean a sin of intentional evil that is unacceptable, intolerable, and unjust no matter where it happens. That is proven true by the very fact that I was arrested for a crime that did not happen, and that crime was dismissed because it could not be acknowledged in a court of law due to it having no basis in reality. Meaning, I was obviously innocent and the justice system did its job to prevent a false trial that wastes everyone’s time, however egregious and miserable that process was for me at times while I had to jump through hoops to show that I am a decent, upstanding citizen as I have always been and they had no reason to believe otherwise. I will not take that insult lying down. I will answer it, and I will not do so lightly, because it was not funny.

Now, what is the procedure for judging sins. Who has the authority to do that? We know what happened, but it needs to be investigated. Regardless of sins, isn’t there a crime against destroying a person’s life by making a false accusation against them? Isn’t that called slander? That is a crime and so far I know of two people who caused significant harm to my life intentionally that accounts to murder with the exception of a dead body. Intent to murder by depriving me of life, liberty, and happiness, and effective in doing that by causing irrevocable psychological pain to an already damaged state of mental health from having undiagnosed autism that left me a total wreck when I was finished with military service.

Maybe that wouldn’t have been so bad, but all that extra pain on top of it, made it a severe problem that I can barely live with now because of the suffering and despair I am left with through no fault of my own. I did not make a mistake, and I did not commit the sin, so I cannot accept the blame or responsibility for it, despite how much people have been trying to force me to. It is not possible for me to accept guilt for a sin that is not even remotely close to the truth as mine and in fact is total destruction, hostility, and murder to who I am without that sin.

Maybe now, hopefully, the divine non-being will send the mercy I am giving with all this work through the thick skull of that person who is trying to stand between that divine source and me. They do not even have the smallest chance to be able to do that. They are like an annoying insect buzzing around my person in real life interfering with anyone who comes close while I try to eke out a living as a writer and small business owner. How can I do business with such an evil nuisance unlawfully assigned to me by government authority!? There is one in particular with the most invasive access to my private life, but a whole host of other insects like a cloud of pests that prevent all business.

They can monitor technology and cyberspace, sure, but how do you know what the sunlight brings into my life when I step outside? How do you know what the wind inspires my spirit with when I feel it? How do you have any power to know or access all that happens in the universe beyond the ability of men to control. If you could control the weather, why are there people elsewhere who are hungry? If you can provide me love, why do I not feel love from you, and in fact feel the most hateful, evil, hostility? You don’t need to be watching me, and I don’t want you to, so why are you being cruel to me? Is that what you were ordered to do?

Who could possibly give an order over someone’s own personal decisions for how to conduct yourself in life? Not even in the military can they do that, so who then? Is there some divine revelation that isn’t public that has assigned you as a demon to harass my innocence? If there is I certainly want to know so I can end the life of the Devil in the flesh who gave you that order, because that man is not a god, deity, or supernatural at all. He is a fool more than he is a man, but he is a man and nothing more just the same.

He will be made to die as the lowest, worst, and most hated criminal for what he has done. I don’t care if he is my own father, mother, brother, sister, or anyone who you think I should care about, they will be made to die for the worst possible thing a human can do, and I will not regret making sure it happens, because they did it to me. Although I don’t expect most people to understand, I am the one showing mercy by demanding judgment under the laws of human beings. Yet, if my mercy which I offer is good enough for the Christ by being mercy itself is continued to be rejected by the USA, what then will the Christ say about them who turn up their noses at it as though they are better than that?

Do I curse “God” for the suffering in my life? Do I blame the divine for the miserable life I was given? Do I lash out in arrogance, cursing all of creation, existence, and goodness because of what “God” did to me? No… I sing the glory, praise, and adoration of all that exists and is good. If I curse human beings, it is not because I hate the divine, it is because I love what the divine has made humans in the image of divinity to be. So why then should you think the mercy I offer is not good enough? That mercy is so simple and easy of a thing compared to the mercy I have accepted just by being alive in the body that I am when I was born into a family of pure hate, who did everything they could to make my life a living hell since the day I was born.

Honestly, I don’t know how a human being could have it worse than that, but if you have any ideas or suggestions, please say so. I’m an author of fantasy who prides himself on having a talented and capable imagination I worked very hard on cultivating as one of the tools of the trade that makes my work among that of the best, and I can’t think of something worse than that. You’d probably help me be at ease knowing things aren’t as bad as they could be, and although I do know that, I also know that they have never been worse. Believe me when I say that I, more than anyone else in all of time, do not want life to ever get worse than the way it is right now.

Why are you trying to get in the way of the divine source by pretending to be a divine being, when you know you are not? Do you realize yet, that in no way are you ever going to fool me into believing such a thing because of how close I am to it as the only good thing I have ever known, and that being NOTHING.

The Justice system is the one that tried to enforce corrupt, unjust evil upon me. How can I bring the justice system against itself and not ruin all of my efforts at achieving justice? No… I will not do such a useless and foolish thing. I will stir the wrath of the public body into a frenzy, and the axe of Paul Bunyon is going to chop down the tree of government and turn it into a pyre for burning an evil wizard alive at the stake.

Let’s burn the man alive and record his screams of agony and in view of the public as he endures his “trial by fire”. I am not joking. Then, let us play that video and recording at every high school graduation in the nation to remind every citizen of the consequences our government leaders can suffer if they fail at their job with corruption, idiocy, or both. Let’s make sure everyone in the world sees it so they have a visceral, terrifying reminder of what was done to ensure that evil will not ever be tolerated in civilization.

The Butterfly Effect

You know this term yes? Something small can have a big effect on the other side of the world when that action culminates into the fullness of its intention. Look it up if you don’t know.

Consider all of the terror, genocide, war, violence, and national destruction that has happened over the centuries because of one culture of nation violating another culture of a nation, especially when those values are sacred.

Although it has not yet been formally established as a religion, I am telling you now that video games and all forms of media are an aspect of the sacred for the USA. That is a result of Freedom, the protections we have to speech, press, and religion, and how important media is in maintaining a prosperous economy driven by capitalist interests. If people are not happy in their society, the ties that bind all things together in good will and fraternity fail. People do not want to work, they do not want to make money, they do not want to be productive, they do not want to do anything in society and just want to stay private. That is not good.

A civilization needs to have healthy public interactions between all citizens. Inequality is such a horrible thing because it prevents that from happening naturally and thus harms the entire society. You cannot control those things nor should you try because of the spontaneous good that occurs at… essentially random everywhere. You don’t know when you will sit down next to someone at the bar from another social group, say something, change their opinion, and in the long run improve an entire community of thousands of people because of those few polite words. The tangible effect of a toxic and poisoned society is the damage it does to the national economy, and I know how much you people love money and your economic interests. It is best for the economy and your money making if as many people as possible are as happy with their lives as possible. Is that too difficult for you to understand?

Video games, movies, books, music, and all forms of media are of the most importance to USA culture because all religions can express their highest forms of faith and worship with those things. If you put a drop of poison in the smallest toe, it still gets into the blood stream and poisons the entire body. Whether or not they are violating other people’s sacred beliefs or not, they are violating mine, and on purpose too. They have poisoned the entire national body through my person alone, at least. I think they probably are doing it to others as well though. Removing me isn’t going to remove the poison from the blood stream that has already affected all the other systems.

Just because a person thinks their actions interfering with my experience playing games are the smallest, most insignificant things in the world to them, they are the most important things to me that are being damaged, and it doesn’t matter if you understand why those things are important because they are legally protected as my consumer rights! You should know better than to do that to other people. Are you beginning to understand why I am stressing the danger of the situation and the threat that such criminal behavior is to everyone? A lot of lives are being put in danger because you don’t know what the consequences are, and they could be as bad as civil war or invasion by a foreign nation to liberate us.

The government is the one intentionally putting everyone’s lives in danger to protect themselves as individuals. That is the opposite of what their jobs were created for! They are supposed to be protecting us by putting their lives in danger, not the other way around! That is why I am telling you that it is not only okay to kill whoever is standing in the way of justice without needing an order, a command, or any justification than your own moral authority. That is something that demands deadly force to stop. If they were being lawful, orderly, and obedient to their duties as government officials, that would not be the case, but it is what it is, and the longer you wait before forcing them with the use of a deadly weapon is going to tax your conscience, and stain your soul with sin.

Whatever the hell the government is doing, it is not worth dirtying your soul, betraying your integrity, and denying your conscience. If you will not kill them, then throw your life away in such a disturbing, destabilizing, and chaos inducing manner of rebuke, outrage, and defiance. Cause a scene. Some of you maybe fantasize about… snapping. Reaching your limit and telling people what you think in a loud, insulting manner, overturning desks, and breaking things etc. This is the perfect time to do that. Let that out, get it off your chest. If you miss that opportunity, the world will be much better after the problem was dealt with by others, and you likely won’t be able to enjoy such… wise foolishness.

There is a special occasion in the Navy that happens when the equator is crossed for the first time on a cruise. Without getting into details, every ship does it differently, all sailors contribute what they can to make it the most… special, and all in all it is one of the best times at sea, even if you found yourself doing some of the most disgusting things you never would have imagined yourself doing before hand. Sometimes there are fundraisers and raffles that occur as well for the crew morale fund, and one of those raffles was a chance to “pie” a person of your choice.

It was announced ship wide so everyone knows who is getting pied and who is doing the pie-ing. On a submarine there are a lot of subtle social intricacies in the community that you wouldn’t know otherwise, because despite working in different divisions, everyone stands watch together, and everyone interacts with each other enough to know each person at least a little bit. Everyone stands out in different ways on a personal level, and all are the same when it comes to the mission. Yes! We all are on the same side, we want to win, and “Get the get!” as our navigator used to say. Different roles, yes, but we are all there for different reasons, and one of those is the same for everyone. I don’t know how to put it into words at the moment.

In any case, the division I was in had a notorious LPO who was a hard-ass, especially after having just got back from training new recruits at boot camp, which is on a totally different level from the rest of the Navy. We also had a notoriously temperamental chief whom I would give the adjective: mercurial. Additionally, we had some of the most goofy people I have ever worked with in my experience in that division as junior sailors, myself included. On a submarine, when most everyone is comfortable with the most awkward things, there are still some people who make things weird and do so on purpose too.

Given the high stress nature of our jobs requiring the highest level of integrity and discipline, the consequences of small mistakes can be extreme. Long story short, our supervisors occasionally gave us a hard verbal beating for one reason or another, some more than others for frequent mistakes, and at the same time, were still personable, helpful, and dutiful as leaders in their own way and never crossed the line in my opinion. Both good in different ways, but far from perfect too. So… I bought a pie for my cherished LPO to show him how much we cared as the junior sailors of the division.

That is the kind of wise foolishness I am talking about. I occasionally feel guilty about how hard I pied him, because it was harder than I expected, but I did my best to hold back to not be hurtful while still making a good firm impact. No gentle whipped cream caresses with a pie crust that runs off the face like the others did and then kissed it off. I am talking about a full halo of splat that was return on his investment with interest.

I think I said something like, “this is from all of us in Radio,” before the pie said the final word. Not the best one liner, but I wasn’t my own star in my own action movie of real life at the time, so I’ll have to work on that for next time. I did honestly give my best effort to not be hurtful, but a bit forceful with it, but like I said, I think it caught him and the others by surprise. It was almost like everybody was in on that pie. I still feel bad that maybe I went a little too hard... but he was fine when I checked and we all had fun, so it’s all good. In any case, there were no hard feelings afterward, and all went on like normal when everything was cleaned up.

Sometimes, you need to express something like that to whoever your superiors are in the chain of command or employment or with each other on the same level for both of your sakes because none of us are perfect, and we make mistakes. The way those mistakes can affect us personally is usually less important than the moment at hand as it pertains to everyone, so they get buried and forgotten. Just make sure to do it at the appropriate time for an appropriate reason and don’t leave anything out that you’ll just end up carrying like a needless burden later. He went on to become chief later and I wonder about the mystical rites of chief initiation because the improvement in his leadership was significant after.

It’s better to have a reaction that is not truly hurtful even if you are being forceful with what you want to express, than to wait until it is too late when your lid blows off with uncontainable rage resulting in bloodshed, violence, and regret. Why there are no such leaders in the USA polity that know how to step in and do what must be done with a firm hand from above or below, is a mystery to me, because I know well enough that the government has a lot of aspects of self-maintenance to prevent corruption. They shouldn’t be afraid of punishment, and should be owning up to their mistakes, willing to accept correction, and stay focused on the mission. Whatever the hell is happening in there now is like a squabbling den of crazy people trying to decide who gets to use the handicapped stall for number two as their private office.

They have forgotten themselves, they have forgotten who they are responsible to, what they are responsible for, and why it is important. Those matters are so vital to the heart and soul of the USA’s government, that all of them should know the answers to those questions without thinking about it. Someone who does understand will feel compelled to forcefully intervene to end the corruption of those individual parasites leeching off our government in the heart of the system. They should be willing to tear open that veil of government secrecy so the infected blood and diseased pus within erupts out like a geyser of evil so old and predictable the sight of it evokes the memory of faith being justified over and over again through the course of our shared history.

Let it be done, and wear your safety glasses too, because you do not want that getting in your eyes.

Ah... I see. Allow me to explain.

Your world is being destroyed… by a problem that is yours.

You seem to have the wrong idea about me, maybe because of how I approach, but that is simply what is necessary and a burden I accept because of what I am doing for my world.

You see… I saw from over there how your world is being destroyed, and I also saw that if they did that, they would have the power to destroy this world next. I do not want either of our worlds to be destroyed, so I made this approach even though it makes me look like it does, to ask you if there is any way I can help you, not to be your savior, but to be an ally.

I am sure you know as well as I do that the enemy is far more dangerous than most people realize, and the severity of that threat means that we cannot risk it advancing a single bit unless absolutely necessary. We need to use everything we have and do everything we can to stop it as thoroughly, completely, and ultimately as soon as possible. Any moment we delay could mean millions of lives when only a single life is just as important as all of them together. That’s like the tragedy of all of humanity being destroyed a million times even if there is still hope remaining. That’s just something we cannot risk or play around with like a casual concern that isn’t life or death such as what kind of bubblegum to buy or character to select in a game.

There is no time to waste, no allowances to be given the enemy, and everything to lose. There is nothing to gain, its true, and that is what most people find so strange about why we fight, and I find so strange about them. When everything is in danger, that is a reason to fight without needing something to gain for doing so. In fact you need to be willing to give up everything to fight, because if you don’t, you are going to lose it anyway.

So, maybe you have things under control and can handle the situation for yourselves, but I would like to offer my help anyway because I want to stop that threat just as much as you do for the sake of both of our worlds. I enjoy imports from your world, which is how I came to be aware of what is happening and how I can help, so I want you to survive just as much as your own people do because I will lose my world if your people lose theirs.

Do not worry about me doing what I did to the USA to your world, I did that because the USA is different from every other nation and that was the emergency plan that was set in place and worked perfectly. The founders of this nation and ancestors here made that emergency plan knowing something like this was going to happen because people would mistake the role of government here as though it were like other nations, and that would be their undoing. The entire government can collapse to nothing here, and order will still be retained, life will still go on, and everyone will be fine without being disturbed.

At least for a while, and plenty long enough to press the restart switch and start everything from the beginning without corruption. The world here is apart from the government because we don’t have an emperor, king, queen, princess, or any divinely blessed ruler in the government. We have them, all kinds of them, but they live as normal, everyday citizens among the poor and rich alike, and most people don’t even notice who they are, but that’s okay because… idk most of us just want to live normal lives like everyone else without people thinking we are special in some way they aren’t, because we aren’t, not anymore than they are special in ways we are not.

Anyway, I don’t know how I can help you because these situations are complicated, you know your world better than I do, and surely you have already made plans that nobody knows about and I don’t want to interfere in that or even know what those are unless you find it necessary. That’s why I am asking. I trust you can see through this awful illusion I had to take on to be able to do this, but it is just that, an illusion. It has no power if you do not believe it really is what it appears to be. I wouldn’t expect you even to know how I appear to be because of that illusion, so there is no way you could even cause me disrespect for what you do because of that illusion.

In fact, if you try to prove that is an illusion to humiliate me, all the better, because it is not my doing, I did not cast it, nor do I want it. That is the threat’s doing to prevent me from helping you because it is all they can do and have no power otherwise to prevent me from helping you and thus helping myself too.

So… I hope you didn’t get the wrong idea about me coming to offer help, but this situation is too important to not accept nor offer any help if it is available because of how dangerous the threat is.

If my language is a bit much to parse and translate, perhaps you could send someone to help me learn yours. Anyone will do, but if you want the fastest results, that person should be a cute maiden who perhaps is willing to be my girlfriend and possibly wife and live happily ever after in true love like in a fairy tale if there is such a person left alive, because there are none in my world anymore. That will make my learning go much faster. They killed every last one in my world when I recognized the threat and none of them were willing to fight back, so they actually did me a favor because they were all fakes who want the power but aren’t willing to work or help anyone with it.

I eagerly await any reply, response, or notice that my message has been received, no matter what it may say. We can no longer fight this battle in the storyverse where human lives are not in danger. We have to fight it in real life with real people who believe enough to use the power of the storyverse in real life and are willing to face that danger. That is the only way, and it is the good way. That use of male power to make war on earth is specifically for this purpose, and that is the only reason why we have it. Because what we both want to protect is so important, that is why we are willing to die in real life to protect it. Not everyone understands that nor is required to risk their body, but a lot of people will do so without hesitation and always will.

My favorite examples are the martyrs of early Christianity. They fought and died to protect this very same thing that was in danger then and is now in danger again because Christianity has been corrupted since then and people are disregarding all that those people died for thinking they are corrupt like the modern people today are. It is so infuriatingly offensive to people like me who understand what they did and suffered to protect what is everyone’s concern that I not only am I willing to take that risk, but I am willing to throw myself into such danger that it is most probable that I will die. Let them see how much I not only accept death, but desire it, and maybe they will remember why they feel the same way.

I’ve always been that way. I first wanted to die as a small child so I could skip all of the suffering of life, but… that’s just not how it is done. What we do in life matters. It makes a difference not only here, but what becomes of us there. Sometimes we can kill ourselves, but if there is another good way, we should take that other way, and enduring all that burden of making this approach was that other good way for me. The only good way besides gaining the power of being without the limits of my body entirely and having that power to fight them with.

So… if there is anything I can do, even if it is a simple, menial, laborious task like carrying water to your heroes and heroines during the short breaks in between battles, let me know. No work, responsibility, or duty is beneath my dignity to do because I am one of those emperors, kings, and the like, and the dignity of the sewer workers, and garbage handlers, or any other work people may not want to do, is also our dignity because we make sure it is done even if we have to do it ourselves.

If you are reading this and do not understand what this is about, you are not expected to. I know how difficult it is to understand which is why I make such an effort to explain it clearly as many times as it takes until I finally get the point across.

It is like this:

There is an enemy just like us that is threatening those of us who live in stories and real life. They seem to hate us for unknown reasons they cannot explain nor even try to, and they are focused on killing every last one of us in order to either make us like them and no longer as ourselves or who we choose to be, or kill us altogether. That makes no sense as a fact. It is a total act of stupidity on their part and that is why they cannot explain nor even try to.

However, they decided that the best and most certain way to destroy us would be to destroy… what is like the sun in the solar system. They had their own fake one that was inconvenient, expensive, and problematic, causing health problems, making people unhappy, and was a invention of a crazy madman. I destroyed that because of those reasons. I did not like it, it was not necessary, and I had the power to destroy it, so I did. To hell with them and their evil fake sun that makes people miserable. It’s getting in the way of the real sun that is good and sustains all life.

What they don’t understand though, is that when they destroy what they know will destroy all of us, that they will also be destroyed. They don’t seem to realize that. That fake sun of theirs cannot do what the real sun does, because—- it does not have enough gravity to keep all the planets in motion exactly as they need to be.

So that is why we have to do whatever is necessary to stop them. Not only are all of our stories being destroyed and all the love in the universe being defiled by them as they are using the most terrible evil to destroy what is most good. Using that kind of evil is unthinkable, unforgivable, and so obviously wrong that nobody ever wanted to use it nor should they, but I guess someone didn’t believe the warning label and used it anyway.

They have to be stopped. It should not be that hard, because all we have to do is make known what they are doing which is entirely why they are so concerned with secrecy. Ask yourselves what secret of yours or could there possibly be that is more important than all of life? What national secret could be more important than all of Earth? What religious secret could be more important than the solar system?

Why could something so important not be known by everyone if it was good?

Mine or Yours?

If you are thinking about making the most of this situation by capitalizing on what I am doing, I have no expectations or obligations. I have a plan myself and no matter what you are doing as your own plan, you can be a part of my plan and work with me here. I can also go there, be a part of your plan, or do my own thing on the side and be like a popular vendor for the audience.

As much as I enjoy playing video games and lounging about, the pointless reason why I am doing that is the worst thing imaginable for me. That is the worst thing that could be done to me, because it is oppression to prevent legal freedoms that are sacred to my nation, extreme resistance to deny normal human rights applicable to everyone, and a waste of my time— which is death each moment. As long as life may seem, it is actually very short compared to the timeline of all humanity, and not a single bit of it should be wasted because of evil—having it done to you or doing it yourself.

Being able to do what I most want to do for myself while my time is wasted because I have no other option than to enjoy myself by myself is what makes it worth while. That is not evil, unless you are denying responsibility to do it. I am being denied what is my responsibility, work, and purpose, and not because anybody grants that or that it has anything to do with the world. They are denying me all that is non-bodily by using what is non-bodily of them and expecting me to provide proof of what they are doing. Do you see how unjust that is?

I do have proof, and it is that they are doing it. The damage they are doing to my life is evidence. I don’t need to find the murder weapon. I have the murdered corpse, and the only one with the opportunity is the USA government. That is enough to demand an investigation. The motive can be deduced, but we need to interview them first and get the facts on record. Then we may be able to find the “evidence” they think can’t be found because of how they misunderstood the authority of the USA government.

It may not have been the USA government, but that has to be determined because we have reason to believe without a doubt that it was them. The only difference being that other unlawful activity occurred that is yet unknown as a variable, which is why an investigation is not only demanded, but necessary for the life and security of the entire nation.

Anyway, as much as I love what I am doing, I would much rather be working productively in the community in some way that is profitable while still having enough time to enjoy my favorite hobbies. I have no family to be concerned about because I want to start one of my own, and in my family I would never circumcise a child. That would never happen in all of time in any situation and for no reason. That is the most hateful, unacceptable, and intolerable thing in my family, which is why I reject the one I came from. They don’t understand that, so I cannot be a part of them and need to start my own family.

I don’t need their permission, approval, or blessing, and I don’t care about what they think they can give me, because the problem is theirs, they should have known better, they’ve refused my help, and they were also hateful to me as a child and life there was horrible. Good riddance. I do not even miss them. Not even the tiniest bit. So, that’s actually the best part of all this in my opinion, and that is not anything that anyone can affect or destroy the happiness it brings me. Even though the Jews try to destroy all that makes me happy, all that they destroy is worldly and added altogether it is nothing even remotely close to the happiness that rejecting my family and starting a better one is.

They don’t understand that either. The world is what makes the animal part of me happy, and the animal part of me is most inclined to do violence, have sex, and be top dog on the hill of bones. Normally I would be of no concern to them, because that is what they want and I just want lay in the sun and chase stuff, but because of how they are affecting my worldly life from the hill of bones, I have no choice but to destroy them, and claim the hill as my own to be top dog. That very thing is exactly what they were trying to prevent with preemptive violence from paranoia by trying to destroy all good males they see as threats. Would of never happened if they were not paranoid and acting out of cowardice because of that paranoia by being unable to recognize it as irrational.

“How’s the connection, boys? Did you manage to get an uplink?”

“Still no dice, cap… the weather is Armageddon out there and keeps jamming the signals. We’ve tried everything we can and keep doing so, but have had no luck.”

“Good work. Keep doing what you are doing. We are going to break through the eyewall any moment now, and that should buy you the time you need.”

Junior sailor in the background finishes whatever he was doing with half his body behind the electrical equipment by hanging from the overhead with his legs to reach what he was working on. We he drops down, he pushes them back into place and secures them, then picks up his coffee mug that was lodged in an angle iron by the handle and takes a drink. It appears he has green tea in it by the label of the two tea tags hanging from underneath the seal. Didn’t think anybody drank that stuff.

“Potato wire rigged with a paper clip to bypass the jelly detector, chief.” The sailor with the tea says after exhaling with satisfaction. He then notices my presence. “In accordance with captain’s alterfied order 12B.” He adds hastily.

The chief acknowledges with a nod and doesn’t say anything. He looks over to the other junior sailor with his back to everyone and working the crank wheel on “the hamster box”, as they call it.

There is a tense silence as everyone waits, crammed together with the captain there. Whatever joking or antics may be going on normally are stowed away at the moment, making it especially awkward. Only the chief and the junior sailor doing the potato thing are the only ones who don’t seem concerned at all.

“We’ve got a connection! Up fivers with the Public Net!” the hamster box operator announces with the excitement of a teenager, which he is. Didn’t know he was qualified to do operate that yet, but I told the officers to make sure that type of thing happens, so I can’t question it now. Still though… this isn’t the time for training operators. No… I shouldn’t doubt the chief. He knows his men and what they can do.

At the shell conch receptor the radioman of the watch takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for brief moment before opening them with crystal clear focus, and then takes the shell conch off the pedestal.

When he talks, he uses that same voice he always uses on the air with the slightest Texas drawl and city slicker tone, but you don’t often hear him talk like that at other times.

“Earth to the Jews. Come in. Earth to the Jews, do you copy? Destroying or weakening all the strong, good men is bad idea. Aren’t they the ones who protect you from Muslims? Acknowledge copy. Over. Earth to the Maiden. Come in. Earth to the Maiden, do you copy? Destroying or weakening all the strong, good men is a bad idea. Aren’t they the ones who protect you from everything? Acknowledge copy. Over. Earth to any station, if anyone is listening, cease attacking the Man. He is good and powerful. He has the Christ and is not afraid to use it against you. Any station do you copy?”

….

crackle static crackle

…

“Earth this is Lastation, we read you loud and clear. Don’t give up the ghost. We’re sending in the Nep. What is your location? Over.”

There is an eruption of cheering in the room from everyone but the chief and myself. Even that surly LPO that just got back from duty at boot camp is showing excitement.

"Lastation this is Earth, Roger copy. We’ve got the high ground at the hill of bones and are holding our position. Over.”

There is moment of silence before a response as it dawns on Lastation what that means.

We all wait for their reply, each second with more anticipation until it turns into worry. Did they hear? Is the connection still good? Did something go wrong? Can’t ask those questions now. It will only get in the way. Finally, she responds.

“Earth this is Lastation. The hill of bones, copy. I’m going in myself too after calling for backup. Over.”

“Lastation this is Earth, that is good to hear! We will not monitor this circuit any longer. Logging off the Public Net and going dark. We’ll have pudding ready when you get here. Over and out.”

“Earth this is Lastation, may the schwartz be with you. Over and out.”

I look at the chief who seems pleased with his men despite the bitter scowl on his face, and I give the order.

“Tater the salad, Radio.”

“Tater the salad aye, sir!” the radioman of the watch replies, and then looks directly at the junior sailor who is his trainee and gives him a nod. There is brief moment where the junior sailor’s jaw is slack from all that happened, but he quickly tightens it up, nods and turns around to release the hamster for a clean disconnect.

I leave the room and go to the control center where the officer of the helm is keeping everything together and give him the word he’s expecting. It takes less than a minute before Earth is shifting and the pull of gravity changes direction as we descend back into darkness.