2012-08-11

Truelaw Outlaw Junction Hoodies Of Notting Hill Class War August 2011 Edition

120811 Truelaw Outlaw Junction Hoodies Of Notting Hill Class War August 2011 Edition

Gang of 16 attacked lone shopkeeper and robbed diners at Michelin-starred Ledbury restaurant in four-hour rampage
The Guardian UK 8th August 2012.

Being somewhere somehow involved in a riot that happened on the other side of the planet, a year ago, when the English Hoodies went sick across that nation, reading that some 16 of them were given jail sentences of upto 9 years, I guess it's not beyond me to comment.

YO! THE HOODIES!” For one.

2ndly, the sentences are what we've come to expect from the English.

From well before they saw a cheap way to destroy all Indigenous Integrity, primarily to steal the land, by flooding the Great Southern Land of Uluruba with the lowest mongrels on earth, aka, Britain's unwanted and lowest-classes of criminals, many for trivial crimes, like the famous “loaf of bread” scenarios, which brought the harshest convictions of transportation to Australia, complete with further utter inhumane degradation of imprisonment on their rotting prison hulks off the cold and bitter English coast, then during the voyage, and the slavery all were subjected to on arrival, the English have excelled in being absolute bastard Christian hypocrites in how they maltreat their own.

So for English courts to throw these youth into the slammer for 5-to-9 years, for their Righteous reaction to the disgusting arrogance of the pom's upperclassholes, “....while the chauffeur sat outside in the Bentley...” no doubt after decades-nay-centuries of oppressed Human Beings' appeals for some equity in the “Commonwealth” (HA!), no-one expected the judges would give them prawn sandwiches and champagne.

Wiff any luk, such reactions to the unconscionable classhole divisions that are at the very heart of all the planet's troubles now, and unto Armageddon, including Armageddon, will recur across Blighty – again and again – and again until the snobs-class get a clue, and introduce elected reps to their ponsy House of Lords at Westminster.

But as the jaks, the penis heads (English policemen's hats were why our family called the penis's knob the “bobby”! Ooow what an Irreverent Fella my Step-Dad is!), are right up the trouserlegs of the upclubsters who own the castles and the manors, I doubt that the snobclass will ever do the unthinkable and issue the Reforms we all need.

To those who received jail terms, I say, “Use the system to improve your minds Dudes! Get them to give you schooling in literature, maths, sciences, and of course, the standard tutoring in porridge on how to commit further bigger, more rewarding crimes!”

Force the govna to bring in Economic Science Tutors, and tutors of Raja Meditation, so you can equip your Righteous minds wiff THA FACTS on why you wuz so underpriv'leg'd in the 1st place, and wiff the Wisdom to cope wiff the shitholes they'll drop you in.

If you have trouble readin' an' writin', here's the best opportunity goin' to fix that, and once you got a handle on it, to give your Bro's and Gals the voice you all need, for while you're inside, but five-to-nine will be nothin' if'n y' use the time right!

You know it's all downhill outside, which is why you went sick last year, right? The authorities will be expecting you all to be revolving doorists now. But as you're all the full quid, don't waste it, and show the toffs how stupid they have been.

This way, you don't have to be crims to make the dosh to feed, clothe and house yourselves.   They'se payin' for it all!  So now, hard though the prisons will be, if you can appeal to the other inmates to leave you alone, and it makes sense to encourage them to educate themselves along the same lines you take, then in a lot of ways you'll be able to calm down, relax a bit, away from the bullshit pressures of street life (yeah! I know, it carries over into jail), and improve your intellectual focus.

So, when you have done your time, you'll shine.

Unnerneath it all, you know the system and the class structure is the crime, and that England is right at the centre of the world's most evil culture. So no-one can put you down, or try to discourage you.

A Wise fella from the USA wrote a couple of hundred years ago, that “...in a society as corrupt as ours, the only place for an Honest person, is in prison!”

That says YOU are the Righteous! And therefore, old chums, the snobs are the lowlifes!

Who, therefore is “GUILTY!”?

Stand Tall, Hoodies!

Probably wouldn't hurt to offer apologies to the shop-keeper who got bashed though, aye?



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2012-08-10

Technologies So Frightening

120809 Truelaw Outlaw Junction Technologies So Frightening Edition


This fell out of the mythinkstank this sunny mournin', but wuz sparked by the last few days thinking about all the possible threats humanity faces.

So many are there, it gets awkward discerning which one or number are the most real-and-present danger/dangers.

Too many to list after draining my synapses with the following.

So let's be here and now, and get this into ya!


Technologies So Frightening!?@#$%^!?

Being a “bit slow” as I am, the 1st time I watched the DVD I bought sometime last year, “Terminator 3”, I was so stoned I forgot, or failed to have it penetrate my surface sensorial guards, that pretty much all of it, I missed, forgot, in one eye and out the other, or something.

Ironic, meant to be, providence, whatever? But the other evening, I cracked open the DVD case again and whacked the disk in the laptop, and watched with half-baked fascination, not stoned, drunk or even hungry, as a story, disturbingly similar to my own of the last 37 or so years, unfolded. Complete with at-least an English-looking motorcycle ridden by the movie's hero, as I'd ridden across Britain and Australia on, in decades' passed, alone, at night, etc etc, rahrahrah.

Minus, kind-of, the super-bot played by Arnie Schwartzeneggar.

Of course, all the ex-army SAS and civilian special assignment dudes who've befriended me and covertly protected me since my youth, wherever I wandered, worked, drank, rode or stumbled, would like it if I related them to the Great Arnie, as my body guards, no doubt. Especially the broad-shouldered egos of them. They might well have been “machines” of Zion, but usually, whenever the going has got tough for myself, they are not actually in sight. No doubt, they've been subtley secreting themselves behind something big, ready, so they would assert, were it to come to it, to jump-in if I really needed them?

HA!

Nevertheless..., since watching Terminator 3 about a week ago, I guess I'm more comfortable with the likenesses between the character in the movie, who I guess is the central figure, called “John Connor”, and myself now.

I've been aware of the thoughts of increased confidence since, what-with the movie in a way telling me more about myself. Or at least about the fictional, mythological character I am supposed to be.

One, which is of great comfort, is that that character, ie., me, is not Jesus returned from the cross-and-2000-years hiding in Scotland until Armageddon, but still disturbing is - for the knowledge I've gathered over the last 7 years - that I'm a puppet in a massive and quite disgusting Zionist conspiracy - that I'm fated for being the - er - THE one, who guides the remnants of the post-apocalyptic species through the aftermath.

Aka, Terminator 3's “John Connor”.

Nevertheless, before and since watching these Hollywood heroes go about their end-of-the-world dance/war roles, being trained as I have been, in figuring such scenarios out, which by necessity involves watching, observing, assessing, totalling, weighing, weeding-out the dross and summing-up the threats, potential and real, and present, I'm still preferring to remain at something of a loss as to which “threat” is the most real, and most present.

Today, with technology taking such a front seat in mankind's sojourn, journey, delusion, illusion, whatwith it motoring so much of what have become threats to our natural biological ways and customs, and to our sanity and prolonged existence, be-it in medicine, medical procedures and surgery, computers, electronic equipment the mainstay today in most all fields of entertainment, communications, business and other time-consuming activities, foods - production and processing, mobility - bikes, cars, trucks, rail, sea, air, and soon, if things don't go BANG, space, weapons of course, and in line with Terminator, and another ripper movie I DVD-ed recently, “I, Robot”, robots, machines, or their basis, technology, cannot not be regarded as, totalled-up, a major threat to the future of the biological beings we are, and the whole of the planet's natural organisms' future.

First on that, is the simple arithmetic fact that our resorting to machinery, and even small technology, in the procurement of the raw materials and resources in them and in their attainment, is unsustainable. This is contrary to the whole phenomenon, of “capital” or, labor-saving devices. For in saving us the effort, they should of course make life more economical for our species, but the outcome has shown that they actually end costing us and the biosphere much more. Toooo much more!

Second, of course, is that without losing-out to the resort to nuclear power, the fuels needed to power most machinery, and, in terms of electronic stuff, to produce, distribute and power them, is limited.

So one day, supply will be restricted, at least to the majority, including something around 70-to-80% of businesses and industry. Worse, is that military will retain 1st pick, to the detriment of Democratic and social equilibrium. But those two are as good as dead anyway, so hodeeho!

So, are these future-now movies telling us the real-and-present dangers in technology or in the machine?

Hard to see it as otherwise, surely?

But alas! Those deep in the invention cafes, laboratories and development software studios and CRAPitalistic hives-of-profit manufacturing corporations of these metal-and-plastic monsters see the opposite, don't they?

The way of the future, helping mankind to save himself from slavery, from labour, from subservience!” Etcetera?

Of course, the fact that most of us have to commit our lives to the mill so-as to accumulate the cheese crackers to purchase, to pur chase, these toys, and so-called labour-saving devices, kinda throws spanners in their illusions and advertising spin, methinks. But Intelligent Reason always does that to the advertising industry spin, aye!

As usual, western, dumb-as-dogshit Humans have thrown the baby out with the bath-water, and have gone overboard with this relatively new thing called both “machines” and “technology”, because it surely is so entrancing, but also is a way to pry evermore cheese-crackers from the masses, who, with a bit of advertising spin, can as easily become so fascinated with these gizmo toys, which do the dancing for us, and the masses too, can quick-as-a-wink, forget that machines, technology, “capital” actually, are primarily supposed to be “labour-saving-devices”, as said, and as used in promotion of most all modern machines and technology, should first-and-foremost be employed where it saves the human hand, time and effort.

But HELLO!?$%^&!? As said, we have become so fascinated with the tech-toys thrown at us at every ad-break and turn of the head, that we cannot think without turning on some switch or other, in some gizmo or other, which we waste working lives and crumbs from the bosses table, to afford?

(And, for and with it all, are we actually thinking?)

So, rather than increasing our leisure time, in which we can actually relax, and re-compose our deeper essential being, because technology has allowed us the time, with machines doing more of the laborious work we used to be chained to, to come back out of the “quiet time” stronger, refreshed, rebalanced, more resilient to the darkness of life's confusions and struggles, and critically, more in tune with the subtle power of the world, of the universe we are posited in, (stronger, refreshed, more resilient, rebalanced and more in tune with the universe than any machine is able to provide - but that's something no-one can tell another - the truth is only found with sincere and disciplined dedication to such practices. Argh?!$%^&!? The youth of this hi-tech age? What they have never known...?), the machines have stolen our most important personal peace-time by luring us back into it's labyrinthine maizma of wearing sound-blasters as we walk, exercise, study, watch, addicted to video, TV, movies, of talking incessantly to others on the cell-phone or over the internet, ever-ready to “unfriend” them at the drop of a hard truth, to depend totally on some hi-tech piece-of-shit to do the most simple, and in-the-end personally rewarding things like add a few numbers, like write a letter - sure! Email beats snail-mail hands-down! But I foresee a serious danger to our abilities of communication and such with the concomitant loss of hand-writing skills, not to mention the simple Art and inherent beauty of a practised, refined free-hand script.

So, yes! Perhaps the greatest threat to our species' existence is the machine, but not as the drama-queens of Hollywood would sell us, of the other hi-tech machines of robotic weaponry, in drones-with-bombs-bazookas-and-bullets, or in the self-computing-assessing robots with really frightening fire-power marching-rolling-stomping down your mainstreets, and through your home and bedroom walls.

These cannot be disregarded as potential threats to yer av'rage street gang or shoplifting crim or book-fiddling office worker, or, more pertinently, to the growing number of Political Dissidents and their Underground Warriors, Et Al, but we might be missing the most present and the most real threat in “the machine” by overlooking the soul-destroying threats to the being, whence comes all our will and Strength, of these trinket-type, apparently incidental add-ons we rather blithely come to crave after and seek to distract us from the REALPolitik of the frightening era we are now deeply tracked-and-locked into?

It may be that that kind of distraction and the effects they have on our personal abilities to face things like death, like violent and subversive enemies, like luring sexuality, like greed, like that whorey toad - temptation - like the thing which frightens the verbosities out of every Catholic boy and girl, the truth - which pose the greatest and yet most subtle threat to our survival?

Maybe?

And, to that last most fearsome thaing - the truth - if these, and all other mechanical and technological devices and accoutrements weaken our most vital inner strength, how will we react, what chance is there that we will react in the best possible way, when we are confronted with one or several really, really hard truths, come any portending apocalypse?

Because, no one can convince me that while we lose our minds in mentally-distracting things extraneous to the essentials of survival, like the aforementioned toys and gizmos and labour-wasting mechanical and technological accessories, we have remained “centred” in the most astute, vital, critical state, condition, “place” we need to have ever-ready and “on-call” for any seriously dangerous moment or future.

So HEY! “Technologies most frightening!” are in ya pocket, doooodes!

Sadly, in one way, the astute, perceptive and brilliantly creative minds of Hollywood are no more!

The likes of “Alfred Hitchcock” or the remarkable producer-director-actor from the pre-sound movies era, “Charlie Chaplin” are passed from our era, so it's hard to foresee or imagine a writer or film producer putting down a script going to that real-and-present-danger, while making it anywhere as impacting and terrifying as these “alienzzz” or modern day scarey movie genres.

And “Why?”

Well..., just go to the movies! Or, get a DVD which comes with the back story and the production footage of what goes on behind the scenes and behind the final cut!

The softcock directors, producers, actors, stuntists, and everyone else who scrounges and licks their way into a studio set, depend totally, for the final cut and for their lunchbox legends on technology!

No “magik”! No serious talent! (not quite true, of course.., just pushing the points!) No “Bruce Lee” or “Jackie Chan” excellence! Just hi-tech smoke and mirrors!

And, or BUT! Most of all, no REALISM!

So...? What can we expect from the masses who addict themselves to all the toys and gizmos and office equipment and exercise gear and tech-modes of distraction, to the point where they cannot for more than a few seconds concentrate on educing how to slay the unpredictable demons/ghosts/aliens/monsters/machines/OR-WHATEVER-YOUR-OVER-IMAGINATIVE MINDS-DREAM-UP-TO-BELIEVE-ARE-THE-MOST-FRIGHTENING-THING-POSSIBLE, when the REALITY roars down the hallway like a galactic Mack truck on nitro-and-steroids-meth-crack-and-a-black-hole-full-of-ANGER????#%^&!!!!???

Ummm....? Should we PANIK!!!#$%^&??><^%$#! n-n-n-n
And the choreographer yelled “WAIT FOR YOUR CUE!!!”

Chaos”, might be what we'll get from the majority of white-eyed, bleach-brained westernised zombies absorbed by which-ever terror fantasy has gripped their silly little minds, when things turn inside-down.

Hohum! Makes it less work for the drones and warbots to wipe out the biopods!

KerCLUNK-HE! KerCLUNK-HE! KerCLUNK-HE!

Argh! The art of Hollywood! The refined arts of Techno-Zion!

DISTRACTION!

All part of the deeply psycho-pathological Zionists' plan for world domination, methinks? Methinks methinks! Methinks?

KerCLUNK-HE! KerCLUNK-HE! KerCLUNK-HE!

Makes me wonder what John Connor, or Jerry Fletcher, or Mad Max, or King Commo, or General Blue Meanee (whoever HE was?), would do.....?

All Praise the Immortals!
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2012-08-07

Finding The Kernel Of The True Human Condition

120806 Truelaw Outlaw Junction Finding The Kernel Of The True Human Condition Edition


I haven't re-read this yet, in any differing day or state of mind, so I ask to be excused if it's really off the wall, if not off the universe's canvas, as-it-were.  But hyuk!  it felt good as it wuz pouring out my brwaiyn, wayne!

What is the True condition of the being we call “Human”?

Coming to realise that this life I'm in is in fact a dream, an illusion, subject to manipulation from beyond my own “soul”, I'm brought to ask as I'm want to, in my sojourn through the existence, “what is my true condition?”

This inspires radical thoughts, such as, “is this body, or any body of what is perceived as a living being, human or otherwise, the underlying entity's core?”

Occultists see further than I can, and with practice can make the physical elements void, invisible, yet retain the mind, the thoughts and will, as well as turn their appearance and the appearances of other beings and of other material objects, into other shapes. They can also leave their body and enter into the bodies and minds of other “beings” birds, insects, and of course, other humans, while those others are not protected from such intrusions.

The consciousness is transferable, and, by innumerable accounts of adepts, lives-on, through endless lives and lifetimes.

Also, it can be duplicated, to become more than the one person, one being, one human life. In my limited knowledge, I seem to recall hearing that this has more specific dangers, such as that the Intellect can fail to carry-over to a 2nd or 3rd body, leaving them vulnerable and as often, stupid, zombie-like.

Whatever.., the search here is to see if we are primarily physical beings, in this apparently, anthropocentricly superior, physical form, or whether we are indeed something more subtle, less solid.

That we, but most often others in the human form have created magnificent things, might convince some that we are at the pinnacle of life's developed beings, today's hi-technology and it's sub-products, but surely the Intellectual and Philosophical Heights some have attained-to, the prime examples perhaps, our alleged ability to create unified social systems and communities another, although we should not regard ourselves as higher than other physical entities in that regard, for the “Animal Kingdom” is replete with highly organised, and longer lasting species.

Then there have to be included, the inevitable intelligent life forms we do not know about, or are not told about by those who know.

Alien life, may well have evolved superior physical forms, in abilities and in appearances.

Indeed, it is hubris and anthropocentric arrogance in the extreme to presume we humans are at the pinnacle.

Whatever.... But is the physical form, human shaped, or any other, terrestrial or extraterrestrial, the peak of life's productions and so, potentials?

Seen from the highest point of view, it has to be assumed, if not known, that we are but a lower end player in the developed intellect, or will, or conception of all possible wills, intellects and conceptions.

Although other than such a position being the more honorable, for it's humility, that may be leaving one open to failure, or to complexes that debilitate both the search, and the process and/or destiny of our climbing to the greatest possible, though always the greatest, most realistic heights?

If..., there is such a reality in the world of forms?

Is reality beyond the world of forms, beyond the imagination of forms?

The Wise, from a School I was privileged to attend, tutor the students to accept that the only reality is the Absolute, which inhabits all things and beings, but of itself is not of any “form” as we can best conceive/perceive “form” to be.

Therefore, the inference is that there is no reality in “form”.

Hmmmm...?

However..., in this “dream” I am seduced to believe I am living within, or through, there do appear to be “forms” innumerable.

From my 2-eyed limits, forms are all gross, tangible, touchable, eatable, burnable, drinkable, manipulable, or not.

And in most, there is this thing called “life”, an intangible essence, spirit, which propels active beings from A-to-B, and beyond.

So, what is between this gross physical form, and the subtle, Spirit?

Spirit, it may be, manifests as “energy”, and can remain invisible, yet power things along, up, down, across, and as heat, and as magnetic, and we have managed to control it and change it to suit our physical needs and wants, as well as our mental desires. Thus, electricity, ballistics, nucleonics, gravity.

Planets, stars, solar systems and galaxies arise from combinations of these various forms of energy, being for one reason or innumerable, attracted to each other, or to a nucleus, a nucleus which has some element, all attracted to it find compatible, or “attractive” of course, and to find some balance, in which they can maintain some harmonious existence, for billions of earth's years, and for longer, no doubt.

Underneath everything our telescopes, visual, infrared, ultraviolet and whatever other, can detect, and quantify, is a sympathetic commonality bringing the trillions of stars and planets and myriad other gross forms into being and together.

So, I postulate, it is with the “Human” form. With the Human Being.

I firstly make clear that this cannot possibly be the first explanation of such an hypothesis. Indeed, nothing I have ever thought and written, designed and drawn, or dreamed, has ever been “mine” to claim as “an Omaxa Original”.

Of a certainty, all I put, is but a similar collection of accumulated concepts, thoughts, imaginings, things I've heard from the higher, invisible, more subtle realms of the 4th, 5th and higher dimensions, exactly like amassed physical forms, be they planets, and all their combinations of minerals, chemicals, nuclei, etc. All, it may be, different kinds of energy. And, I guess, if any of it has any reality, outside of my mentations, from the things and sensations and deductions I have from the senses and the processes of thought, question, observation, and conclusion from this apparent physical world.

So, this perhaps leads me into the concept that we, or at least I, am not really this physical form, but am, in behind the limits of my 3 dimensional perceptions, a collection of attracted energies, of sympathetic forces, which, having been drawn together possibly over thousands, millions, of earth years, manifest as this one strange being?

Perhaps billions, since the theoretical “big bang”?

Or, perhaps I'm just some occultist's recent creation, pulled together by their will from the resources making up the usual skin, flesh, fat, bone and excrement, and the components making up “mind”?

That I have been led to believe that this physical mongrel is “Max”, may be perceived as an horrible crime, if there is more, more subtle forces making me up?

Obviously, occultists can see, can hear, can feel, can in their ways, sense the, or some of the other energies making me up, but I'd say not all of them, can be conscious of all of my foundations.

Same-same with all of us, surely?

Clearly, the basis of this being, which I am supposed to make-up, is myth.

Heinous fabrications designed by those who claim to be my dynastic families, to fool more people into believing some superior thing about myself, more than ever before, have enormous influence upon how I think and act.

This very construct, this e-ssay, all I've ever written and thought, are but constructs of other minds with a serious agenda, of making a myth into a reality.

But HA!? What is this “reality” thing?

About my little little self, if only the Intangible Absolute, what most can only think of as “god”, is Real, then I, as myth has made me, cannot possibly be as well.

And sorry to say, neither can any of you!

Unless, of course, we go full tilt at penetrating this outer shield known as the person, the body, the mind, the soul even, and discard all “things” we are taught or induced to claim as “self”, and as “ours” and as “us”, and tangible aspects and parts of the being, and, if fortune is ours, to enter that Intangible, Invisible, Imperceptible No Thing, we call Spirit???

But, what then of our human names? Of our Human form? Of this Earth we sit, stand, lie on?

Do they actually exist??? And..., Do they actually exist as distinct entities??? Are we, as humans, and as individual people, actually distinct from the gross soils and waters and gases of this thing we know as the planet earth???

Or, are they, is it all, imagined, or dreamed, or thought of, as “solid”, as “real”, as “tangible”, but is in reality not solid, real, tangible???

What then, of all these words? Of all the terms we use to label us, this, that, the other?

Do they, actually exist?

If they are not the Eternal Reality, then they cannot!

Unless..? The Absolute is in some macabre way, merely playing with itself, and producing these multifarious little concepts, of galaxies, stars, planets, beings and energies?

Soooooo.....? If that Eternal Spirit, of the Absolute, is extant and fundamental to each and all of us, and if, with the right Disciplines and Practices, we can dig underneath the exterior we regard as “us”, me, myself, I, to arrive in beyond all of the physical and mental forms at the core of our being, is it not possible for us to also “play with ourselves” and produce things, thoughts, forms other than those we know of?

Can we not then, or perhaps short of going all the way within, to the Highest Absolute formlessness, either or both, make ourselves or other things and beings, or new forms and ideations altogether?

At a guess, I'd say “yes, we can.”

But before leaping to try, is it of use to consider any dangers?

In our limited human condition, can we know all we need to, before venturing so?

Do we know all we should about the larger and I assert, extremely delicately balanced Cosmos? Enough to play God and create new concepts, forms, living beings, without any negative effects?

To create anything, does it, can it come from nothing?

Not”, I would speculate.

So, this infers that to create anything, we must procure the material from elsewhere, from something else.

What effect, most importantly, does our taking have on the delicate, greater and smaller balance of that/those other thing/things? And/or, of the other forms around it, which, cannot not be reliant upon it's inclusion in their sphere of existence?

Or, and perhaps this is the vital ingredient employed by the Masters, when creating new things, beings, life?

Is there a method, a system, an avenue through which we can properly procure the materials necessary, assuming first and foremost that what it is we are trying to produce, is Meritorious?

Do entities of some, of any body, be-it of one kind, of one element, or of combinations, act like selfish misers and not give things away? Is this a totally self-serving universe, in which all forces and intelligent entities are greedy and possessive, refusing to “give”, when a Meritorious, Honorable call is made for procurement of some thing or energy or element?

Perhaps so? No doubt there exists possessive life forms, who, which do not surrender what they possess without a fight. And if such a fight happens, what dangers are brought to be, by it? Does all fighting cause degradation?

No..., it cannot be.

Nevertheless..., that I sit here writing this, asking these qvvestions.., presupposes my existence, and the possibilities of what I write about, ask qvvestions about, and thus, that answers exist.

Of course. But that positive, affirming answers exist, confirming that my postulations are correct, and are possible.

That there is more, much much more underneath this gross physical exterior, and that I am but, getting closer to the Reality, a collection of sympathetic, attracted energies, forces, which in themselves are of one or other form, and which combine from microscopic and cellular levels, to the “macro” of this body/mind combo to be “me”!

But.... “Why?”

Is it all chance, or purpose??

It may be said that to ask that question, is to be taking from wherever the answer lies?

Therefore, have I the right, to ask?

To take?

Surely, with my severe limits of knowledge, it is presumptuous to even ask, let alone to presume to have a right to ask, to take?

Therefore, it may be that I am right to wait for the answer to be offered up, to be given, by whatever, by whomever knows and knows it is free to give, and who knows that it is given without detrimental impact upon the source of the answer, or upon the fields surrounding that answer's source?

Seek and you will find! Ask, and you will be given.”

Can't argue with that!

Oh yes I can!!!

And what self control should be enabled, before I try to argue?

Seeking, does not imply receiving the answer most affirming of the development of the question.

The answer is more than likely to be the right answer, according to the breadth of understanding I have, or not, of the situation which gives rise to the question.

Whatever limits there are in my knowledge, the answer will come suited to how much I can understand it.

No more, no less.

But it cannot be whichever answer my yearning wants. Unless I am ready for it.

And, it may be that if I am ready, there would be no question in the 1st place???

For being ready, might imply already knowing the answer???

The answer to “Why?” cannot be found unless it is ready to be freely given.

And that, demands also, and at once, that I be ready to receive the answer.

However, would, or should, any fitness to receive, or readiness of the supplier to give, be based upon any known or unknown reality?

Reality, from the advanced, intelligent human level, being sound, evidence-based fact, or facts. Can we call it Truth? Lets.

Or is myth enough to justify the exchange?

If the myth has untruths within it, constructed lies, one, there is inherent in it, an insult to whatever, whomever is being asked to give, and two, there is an insult inherent in it against the receiver. Especially if either are not aware of the lies!

But given that both might be aware of the untruths, of the fictions, of the lies, the insults, can they, and can the delicate balance of the influenced cosmic energies, forces and entities be neutralised, be unaffected, be kept balanced, to fulfil a larger purpose?

What, though, is larger than the Absolute, in purpose?

And who are we, to presume that what we are induced, or seduced, to believe, and ask, has any merit, or has merit enough to ask something from the Absolute?

For, what I regard as Perennial Wisdom of the Eastern schools of thought, our chief concern is to re-unite ourselves with the Absolute.

That, I believe, is our primary purpose.

Does therefore, my asking, with lies, for an answer to a comparatively minuscule qvvestion, “Why, do I exist?” aid or insult?

Add or diminish myself, my quest, my existence, my “purpose”, or those of whatever, whomever, is Greater than myself? And or, those of any or all others?

Clearly, I've climbed the mountain of questions and strayed from the point!

Is my Essence Human in the corporeal form, or am I but a construct, or a uniting, a unifying of merely local, coincidental force fields, energies, thoughts, imaginings, beliefs or myths?

Being quite confirmed that what I perceive in the, this physical world, body, thoughts, sights and sounds, material things and other beings, etc., are all dreamlike substances, and subject to change by mere thought, or by the powers of the mind, mine or others, and yet something within this bag of shit observes it all, possibly implying some sort of existence, added to the facts, as best discerned, that I have been deceived lifelong as to the mass of untrue myths behind the horrible experiences I've endured, and that a cult of fools has tried to push me unknowing into playing a false role, merely to satisfy their idiotic desires, I'm left with an ambiguous conclusion.

One side of the answer is that yes, I have been constructed for a purpose.

But that purpose has arisen out of ignorance, and out of conceit, and out of an arrogance and criminal disregard for the freedom of mind and body of the masses, by the cult members, and the purpose is not just false, or one which seeks to deceive masses of others that I am someone I am not, but it is evil.

Because as best as I can discern, it has been contrived to defraud the masses of their own, inherent Sovereign abilities and right to think, so the conspirators can retain the power over the masses they have amassed over the passed couple of thousand years.

So, whether or not I exist for a purpose, that purpose is false and evil, therefore must be rejected, or fought against by myself.


The other side of the answer is “NO!” Because if the purpose is evil then it cannot be called a purpose. Redefining it's meaning a bit, I know.

So, I do not exist for a purpose, but am the construct of a group of lost, selfish, deluded desperate, coincidental associates, trying to make or take something out of nothing, if untruths are more nothing than truths.

And, their taking from the Absolute, for their own untrue profit, upsets the balance more than anything. Because Balance depends upon Law, and Law depends upon Truth, which is the absolute.

So if they try to assert an untruth over the Law, they insult the Absolute.

And that cannot possibly have nor bring any Good outcome.

Unless....? The outcome is that they, the cultists, are brought to account and are tried and convicted of committing a major, major, major crime, and therefore are required to pay for what they have tried to procure for nothing, from nothing?

Thieves never prosper. Well....., they do actually, but one day.....! What goes around, comes around. You get what you give. Thus what you take, without it being freely given, will be taken from you, and I'd guess a hazard and say … WITH INTEREST!


So, my purpose, is in fact to DEFY!!! the cult which has constructed me.




War it is then.....




What a coincidence.......!




Still hasn't answered my qvvestion, aye?

But maybe, underneath, I already know?

But convincing the conspirators, and the fools they've entranced and bribed to believe them, to accept their missteps and the horrendous outcomes from them, and of the need for justice and compensation, to all the Aborigines here and globally, and to little me, is an impossibility.

Because idiots cannot understand, because they're idiots.



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