There's a REASON the battle is already won
Let me tell the truth.
I faked schizophrenia to get outta ROTC because I judged my abusive, narcissistic father's wrath to be more of a threat than the United States Military.
I also tried really hard to meet anyone of any walk of life being VERY LOUD on Craigslist for a couple years after, the most egregious thing I did being chatting with a fifteen year old on Facebook when I was twenty-two until her mom found out and got scared.
I do not know the true nature of my life at present. It certainly FEELS like I was trained in writing and performance art to be an authentic, unhinged neurodivergent person in a highly peculiar manner with mountains of plausible deniability on the end of whomever caused the events of my book, and thus I THINK I was trained how to stare at goats by the military industrial complex and they continue to fuck with me so I may report on it in true gonzo fashion, as I am so naturally counterintelligent, and all I can say is that I am grateful beyond measure, for I WAS broken and now I am not.
But, given the defects of the human psychology, I can be completely and totally honest about EVERYTHING in my story, and present thing information in any number of ways, and a significant portion of the population AUTOMATICALLY dismisses me, for reasons I stated in propaganda, I believe, a day and a half ago, regarding dazzle camouflage.
And still it amazes me, because while there are many people that do not understand me, a good portion of people can at least understand that I DELIBERATELY be a dense moron on the internet BECAUSE there are people who you can tell them you are a troll completely and totally seriously with all the evidence at your disposal, and they will ASSERT themselves as a proctor of mental health - often in a cruel and undignified manner - and just go on repeat, telling you to take meds and see a doctor and yadda yadda, because THEY are the out of control animals/children that need a little extra help.
Because that's the thing; I AM a skilled righter and performance artist playing a completely authentic, autobiographical character for a few reasons. One of which, is to promote my educational (f)art project which is designed to market and facilitate education in philosophy, spirituality, and mental health skills to help people heal n self-actualize. Another is, is to be a punching bag, as Jesus was.
I mean, if you saw a man who flipped tables and cracked whips - meaning they caused a disturbance and was very snappy with their wit - would your instinct be to attack and stab with a spear and all this other cruelness? No! You're a good person! You wouldn't be cruel! But all these fools who know not what they do, they oust themselves as horrible people, spitting venom and getting off on dominating a person they feel is weak and helpless and less than them.
They sure fuck themselves, not knowing that the New Testament describes a decentralized autonomous organization of secret police at an eighth grade reading level. Shit, it's like we ENGINEERED our culture to CONTROL those people who cannot think for themselves whilst simultaneously guiding those waking up to the matrix into the occult, which is a word that just means "hidden."
But I'm just some guy who used to masturbate in his window. Just ignore me, the pariah who DESERVES to be attacked. Go ahead, listen to that voice telling you to be mean and cruel and awful! Surely the wise of the world haven't perceived n undone the karmic fetters that bound them to the existence-illusion complex to be ABLE to choose to be a fool, CONSCIOUSLY, as a trap for the foolish and evil, so when they try their actual shit, they've already been defeated by their own actions.
I faked schizophrenia to get outta ROTC because I judged my abusive, narcissistic father's wrath to be more of a threat than the United States Military.
I also tried really hard to meet anyone of any walk of life being VERY LOUD on Craigslist for a couple years after, the most egregious thing I did being chatting with a fifteen year old on Facebook when I was twenty-two until her mom found out and got scared.
I do not know the true nature of my life at present. It certainly FEELS like I was trained in writing and performance art to be an authentic, unhinged neurodivergent person in a highly peculiar manner with mountains of plausible deniability on the end of whomever caused the events of my book, and thus I THINK I was trained how to stare at goats by the military industrial complex and they continue to fuck with me so I may report on it in true gonzo fashion, as I am so naturally counterintelligent, and all I can say is that I am grateful beyond measure, for I WAS broken and now I am not.
But, given the defects of the human psychology, I can be completely and totally honest about EVERYTHING in my story, and present thing information in any number of ways, and a significant portion of the population AUTOMATICALLY dismisses me, for reasons I stated in propaganda, I believe, a day and a half ago, regarding dazzle camouflage.
And still it amazes me, because while there are many people that do not understand me, a good portion of people can at least understand that I DELIBERATELY be a dense moron on the internet BECAUSE there are people who you can tell them you are a troll completely and totally seriously with all the evidence at your disposal, and they will ASSERT themselves as a proctor of mental health - often in a cruel and undignified manner - and just go on repeat, telling you to take meds and see a doctor and yadda yadda, because THEY are the out of control animals/children that need a little extra help.
Because that's the thing; I AM a skilled righter and performance artist playing a completely authentic, autobiographical character for a few reasons. One of which, is to promote my educational (f)art project which is designed to market and facilitate education in philosophy, spirituality, and mental health skills to help people heal n self-actualize. Another is, is to be a punching bag, as Jesus was.
I mean, if you saw a man who flipped tables and cracked whips - meaning they caused a disturbance and was very snappy with their wit - would your instinct be to attack and stab with a spear and all this other cruelness? No! You're a good person! You wouldn't be cruel! But all these fools who know not what they do, they oust themselves as horrible people, spitting venom and getting off on dominating a person they feel is weak and helpless and less than them.
They sure fuck themselves, not knowing that the New Testament describes a decentralized autonomous organization of secret police at an eighth grade reading level. Shit, it's like we ENGINEERED our culture to CONTROL those people who cannot think for themselves whilst simultaneously guiding those waking up to the matrix into the occult, which is a word that just means "hidden."
But I'm just some guy who used to masturbate in his window. Just ignore me, the pariah who DESERVES to be attacked. Go ahead, listen to that voice telling you to be mean and cruel and awful! Surely the wise of the world haven't perceived n undone the karmic fetters that bound them to the existence-illusion complex to be ABLE to choose to be a fool, CONSCIOUSLY, as a trap for the foolish and evil, so when they try their actual shit, they've already been defeated by their own actions.