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awesomedarmoe-blog · 7 years ago

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93% Atheist

I frequently joke about being 93% Atheist, the reason being is very simple; I’ve seen and experienced far too many “miracles” over the past 5 decades. To deny such things wouldn’t just be arrogant of me, it would be irresponsible. The truth (though the more cynically inclined loathes hearing this) is the Science DOES NOT have all the answers. There are numerous things in this world alone, science cannot explain but then, it wasn’t all that many centuries ago that the intellectuals of society (a.k.a. Wizards, Sorcerers and Witches) attributed electricity and magnetism to otherworldly dimensions and these are but two of the “finer invisible energies” that humankind would, after much mystical faith, come to understand and control is amazing ways. That being known why can’t we simply accept that science will, in time, sustain the other claims of mystics and psychics about similar “fine energy” and subtle influences that can’t be explained now, but may very well be explained and understood within a few short generations?

Right now Elon Musk and several of his affiliates are developing technologies that will literally allow us to speak via an assisted form of telepathy which will, by the middle of our current century, replace Cellular technology as well as bring us into a more Roddenberry future when it comes to GPS technology and literally being able to know where every human being is, on the planet. It is something both, exciting and frightening at the same time.

A few years ago there was a game which was very popular in the Northern European countries that was similar to air hockey. The objective was to land the puck in your opponent’s goal by lowering your biofeedback levels; the more relax you are able to be, the easier it is to control the disk.

Again, we are looking at technological support of a recognized psychic or mental ability. Mr. Musk & Co. likewise addressing this idea, tying that Telepathic tech previously mentioned, in with your home PC terminal and basically, by thought, allowing you to control your living and work space in what can be best described as being Psychokinetic influence.

What the Cynic’s “Forget” . . . is the fact that most mysticism was understood by our primitive ancestors in very analytical terms FOR THEIR ERA. Much of what science has “discovered” was known to them; the difference being terminology, not mysticism vs. science in that they are one in the same. . . PROVIDED you have the integrity to step back and look at the greater picture vs. the myopic view of a niche group of individuals. Some of whom have proved themselves outrageous in their claims, even denying the fact that so-called researchers have purposely tampered with data so as to negate Psychic or Spiritual claim around a given phenomena; their tests, frequently designed so as to create positive failure.

COLD READING is one of the biggest cop-out explanations used by cynics, in regards to those that do Readings with cards, stones, bones, etc. This “theory” being based on some experiments conducted in the late 40s by Bertram R. Forer that revealed how NEWSPAPER HOROSCOPES were written in a manner that “mirrored” information; given positive-negative extremes. This “test” has been done regularly in many Universities by intellects that want to taint the pool of public opinion because it is exceptionally convincing and gets people to laugh at their gullibility. What these critics don’t explain is why every divination system (not to be confused with Astrology, which is not one in the same thing) offer both, positive and negative associations and have for centuries. . . in other words, their “explanation” is nothing new, it’s actually how it was all designed to work.

The other things the cynics fail to distinguish the differences in, is the contrast between Divination vs. Prophecy. The latter of the two is exceptionally rare and typically spontaneous, such as those stories you hear about people canceling a flight because things don’t feel right to them, only for something horrible to happen with the plane in question. I bring this up because of my experiences as a Reader in the weeks following the 9/11 attack on NYC. I had no fewer than 3 total strangers come in for Readings and because of the spread of the cards, I discovered the connection NOT as the result of some kind of manipulation or advance knowledge.

Reader’s frequently get “psychic flashes” and insights that Cold Reading (Barnum Statements, Demographic Averages, etc.) cannot explain away and yet, the naysayers will do their best to belittle your perception in order to create doubt in your mind that there is something in this universe that goes beyond man’s ability to explain it all.

Anyone that wants to, can learn basic divination using tools like the Tarot, Pendulums, Runes, etc. With time and daily practice this foundation allows us to slowly open up and become more aware and sensitive when working with a client which in turn, improves accuracy for most. The thing is, Divination does not rob a person of their free will -- it is not revealing a set destiny such as prophetic Readings will do.

Prophetic Readings for individuals, relate to the pseudosciences of Astrology, Numerology, Palmistry and in more recent times, Graphology. These are formula based systems based on hundreds of years of constant R&D via which each individuals finds themselves set into little niche points i.e. Being born a Libra or having a 5 harmonic within your Numerology, etc.

Did you know the primary creases in your palm were there BEFORE the hand was able to flex in the womb? This is why many an occultist believe the lines of the hand and your zodiac are interlinked, kind of a cosmic software that programs our character traits, spiritual perspective and other karmic factors which ultimately manifest in the who and what we are in life. This is also where we find our Destiny Appointments -- indicators that we will excel in certain fields, a general overview of our life course, and even insight when it comes to special people and relationships. But no, you’re not likely to find any place in those overviews, in which you remove a magickle sword from a rock. . . such things are fantasy. . . we forget that sometimes.

What About God?

Firstly, “God” is title, not a name; there is a myriad of gods and goddesses in our world and just as many societies/races claiming to be “the chosen” of whichever deity it is, they worship and fear. The reality being quite simple; If you were raised in Turkey, you’re probably going to be Muslim whereas those native to India will most likely be Hindu or Buddhists while 75% of all White Europeans (including Americans) are Christian. There is NO FREE WILL in these scenarios, just osmosis and culture-based brainwashing.

This is the reality, most all of us are conditioned before we are 5 years of age, as to our beliefs and self-identity, all of which gets constant reinforcement for the rest of life. Fortunately though, more and more young people are waking up to this complication thanks to the internet and access to factual information concerning religion and it’s typical bloodsoaked history.

My views on GOD are simple; I don’t know what it is but I know it’s all things. It has no dogma and yet, there is a Universal sense of framework that can be found as a constant in most all the world’s paths of faith, the Golden Rule being foremost as a constant.

Unfortunately there are religious zealots in every brand, the people that embrace the darker, more dangerous aspects of a given cult tradition; the Abrahamic faiths being amongst the bloodiest in history. Today, it tends to be those identified as “Zionists” that are placing the world in peril, most, due to their desire to fulfill the biblical prophecies pertaining to the end times. The current U.S. administration having no qualms in destroying the long standing separation of church & state, with the goal of establishing the U.S. as a theocracy with very strong fascist leanings. . . something I’ll address in another article in the next few days.

Yes, I believe in something but I cannot label it. Like Crowley and numerous saints in history, I’ve found that “God” is beyond our comprehension because it is all and yet, in the same instant, it’s nothing. More than this, I have discovered that GOD is something that detests weakness in people (those that are constantly asking for its favor). The key prophets of the bible and most heroes in world mythology were those that were independent of the gods; people that stood up for righteousness as protectors of the masses and challengers of nobility and lawmen. It has likewise been my experience, when walking in life based on said model, that the miraculous comes if we’re willing to see it, accept it and enjoy it.

Miracles Happen

I am a walking talking miracle; though limited, I spend most of my time these days, not using my wheelchair, my MS is in remittance currently and that’s awesome. My recovery from Pancreatic Cancer has been well above the norm (I’m completely cancer free after 3 major scares last year); my A1C is down from 10.2 to 7.3, a goal most thought I’d never reach because of missing so much of my pancreas. I could list several other instances in which I am a walking talking miracle, but so can you. . . we all can if we just want to see such things. Sadly, there are a lot of really myopic intellects out there that refuse acknowledge such; losing out on the promise that our belief and faith in the simple things will make us masters over life’s greater challenges.

Over the years I have seen people beat death dozens of times because of the power of prayer, magickle workings, crystals, and various forms of alternative health treatment. I’ve likewise investigated more than a few hauntings, helped clear properties of bad mojo and seen the downtrodden stand up with new life and impetus to move ahead.

Miracles are real, they happen daily but, as the old saying goes, you cannot change the mind of the cynics nor the faith-filled, both are like rusted jaw traps. It is however, the one’s that resided in the middle that will raise that eyebrow in recognition of what is and is not of genuine grace.

Be blessed!

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anautisticdragon-blog · 7 years ago

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Humanity's Love Affair with the Sociopath

Sigh. This one's been a long time coming, I've been putting it off because it's such a big topic, but I need to talk about it eventually because it's at the core of everything I've ever talked about. It's my problem with the Zeitgeist, and with contemporary society today. It's my beef, it grins my gears, and it's something you've never asked yourself.

Why do you love sociopaths?

The media is partly to blame, it always is. We've seen an evolution of character types across the decades, from the friendly person with the heart of gold from the idealistic '80s doing all it can to avoid the inherent, inborn corruption of humanity, to the more earnest depiction of an abrasive, incredibly cynical person with a heart of gold from the '90s. From Ninja Turtles to John Constantine, they all had something in common.

They had a heart. They all had compassion, empathy, and no matter how cynical some of those '90s characters could get, underneath it all there was still a basic belief in humanity. A compassion that drove them to always do the right thing despite their bitterness at an uncaring world, an untainted moral compass that never swerved away from wanting what was best. For everyone, with no one left out. An end to the suffering people unjustly endured at the hands of those without a soul.

At some point, we started cheering on the villain. The abyssal creature without a soul, the demonic presence that had no heart to speak of, never you mind one of stone. It became so 'kewl' to be the con man, robbing old ladies for all their worth, spitting on the heroic figures who'd heretofore showed children the consequences of such actions.

It all comes down to the rise of extraversion and how it's tainted to its very core. It might sound like a horrible way to think, but there's just too much evidence to support it and there's going to be a lot of that in this post. I've learned that it isn't 'Humanity are Bastards,' as the trope goes, but rather 'Extraverts are Bloody Psychopaths,' just within varying degrees.

Why do you think the Nigerian scam mails worked? Affiliative extraverts thought themselves clever, they'd 'play' the poor prince, get him to open up and trust them so that they could get that big, juicy slice of money. And then? They'd not give it back! 10 per cent! Why have such a meagre pittance when you could take this 'innocent prince' for all he's worth? What a lark, take that silly sod to the cleaners for trusting you!

Didn't work out that way, eh extraverts?

As good as extraverts think they are at 'playing the game,' sociopaths are a billion times better. And affiliative extraverts seem almost wired to fall for it. It might be a survival instinct to obey the strongest, and thus be seeen as such by proxy, so sociopathic behaviour is desirable because it exudes airs of 'strength.' Even when that 'strength' gets your bank account cleaned out because you thought you were being bloody clever.

Instead of falling arse over tit for a stupid, stupid con.

It's why we have cults of personality... right? Just the affiliatives trying to emulate the 'strong,' trying to be 'strong' by proxy. All looking to the 'strong' for guidance, for will, to do what they bloody can't. Trying to behave like them in order to gain favour. Whether it's Steve Jobs, Donald Trump, or any charismatic sack of ichorous waste, whatever the Wastrel of the Day is, if they're manipulative enough, the affiliatives will follow.

It happens on all kinds of scales. All kinds. You'd have to be the world's shiniest example of a Joe bloody Soap to not see it, and people don't. These cults of personality pop up everywhere. And I have to pick out an obscure favourite of mine so that people won't be too invested in it, if you're seeing this from an outside perspective, you might actually catch on. So, what manner of dirtbag is going to serve as my example?

I'm going to use one that was never of criminal intent, though a generally scummy person nonetheless. Chris Avellone. In video game circles you might have heard of him, most do I'd think, and they worship him without even really knowing why. Why? Well, he's a sociopath, isn't he? Anyone with the brass clackers enough to lead a cult of personality always is.

Nature of the beast.

What'd he do? Let's see. He wrote a Fallout Bible and claimed to have absolute creative veto over the IP, for one thing. If a designer or writer had anything contradictory to say on the matter? He'd passive-aggressively mock them in his 'Bible.' That he called it a bible is more than a bit telling, don't you think? That's not indicative of off the charts narcissistic arrogance at all. Oh no, not even a little bit. No, no...

So let's look at the characters he's proud of including in video games, shall we? Kreia, from Knights of the Old Republic: A soapbox for Avellone's seedy, unbalanced views and a sociopath. Ulyssess, from New Vegas: See Kreia. Weeping Mother, from Pillars of Eternity: See Kreia. Sensing a pattern, yet? Ulysses wanted to nuke everyone back into a fresh apocalyptic state, it's what humanity deserved, he just wanted to watch them burn.

Avellone has often said that that's what he'd wish for the Fallout franchise. That's not worrying at all, right? Okay, how about how in a recent interview, with all of the cocksure arrogance of a sociopath, he told an interviewer that he prefers 'smart evil?' He'd prefer to 'talk two people into killing one another' rather than actually save anyone. Or Tyranny, which was Avellone's brainchild? That was a world of villainy and evil, lead by sociopaths... Cor, have to wonder if you're sensing a pattern yet. I am.

Oh, and he took an ending out of a game that allowed a group of sapient creatures a future, and a chance at happiness. Why? They weren't human, he believed that their purpose in the story was to die and suffer. Oh yes, did I mention that Avellone is a bit of a crackpot?

And yet people love him.

So, let's move onto a fictional example. Rocket Raccoon was originally an abrasive character with a heart of gold, much like John Constantine. I adored him. That's when he was written by Dan Abnett and Andy Lanning. Did you know that Rocket had a different origin than the dreary rot the films put him through? He was originally a fluffy artificial life form created to help the mentally disabled and disturbed. In DnA's run on Guardians of the Galaxy, Rocket was a really nice fellah, reliable, and a genius. Definitely a bit rough around the edges, to be sure, but a stand up bloke nonetheless.

So, Rocket Raccoon is handed over to Bendis. Brian Michael Bendis...

Brian "Misogyny'n snuff porn is my bag, yo!" Bendis. Brian "I think it's super funny when Elektra gets kicked hard in the vagina by a guy, especially when the onomatopoeia is FOOM!" Bendis. Brian "If a woman didn't get shot in the head in this issue, I didn't write it!" Bendis. Brian "I hate Grant Morrison and Alan Moore just because they're British and that scares me!" Bendis. Brian "It's so funny whenever Tigra gets humiliated, stripped down, forced to do naughty things on camera, and then gets brutally raped by white villains. 'Cause I hate her and that makes it funny! Hehe!" Bendis. Brian "When I write Doctor Doom, he gets to call a woman a 'fat cow whore' and it's totally in character!" Michael God Damn Fucking Bendis.

So, yes, Bendis is also a sociopath. We won't talk about that, here, though. I think I've already covered my grievances above well enough. Suffice it to say though that this man has a history of being shitty to women in comics. And you can probably guess what happens to Rocket, right? Rocket is now a misogynistic sociopath. Hooray. He's a massive arsehole. And not the kind that has a heart of gold, of course. Oh no, not even slightly. He's just a humongous pile of shit.

Cheers, Bendis. You desperate, oversexed and sexually frustrated tosspot. I don't want to be around for the next character you drag over hot coals. That, loves, is why I no longer 'Make Mine Marvel.' More like, 'Take Thine Garble... and shove it where the sun don't shine!' I'm sorry, I have to be facetious, I can't make it through this any other way.

The world is just obsessed with sociopathy.

Take a running kick at a cat's skull to post up on Youtube? Haha, it's funny! Grab a dolphin out of its water, toss it around and abuse it on camera for the purpose of selfies? It's fiiine! When did we start excusing this kind of shit? When did we begin to turn a blind eye? When did it become okay for some charismatic, inbred pigfucker to ruin Britain for everyo--Okay, now I'm getting too specific, aren't I?

That's the truth of it, though. All it takes is charisma and a Machiavellian mind and you can get away with anything! You can be the world's biggest dickhole and people will just cheer you on, no matter what you do! It doesn't matter who gets hurt in the process, does it? And that's where this pus-filled bubo on the face of humanity I 'affectionately' call the Alt-Blight rose from. This is the kind of hell we're living in where somone can have people genuinely think they're hot shit and the greatest new thing since sliced bloody bread for driving a car into a crowd of peaceful protestors!

HOW IS THIS HAPPENING TO THE WORLD???

I come back to Rocket Raccoon in my head. A fluffy critter made to help out the mentally infirm and troubled, reinvented in this cool, hip new age of rabid sociopathy to be a psychopathic, crazy cyborg killer. Why?

Why any of this?

Extraverts.

It's the conclusion I keep coming to and the one I can never get away from. It's what I pointed out when I linked that video from Mike Rowlands just a li'l bit back where he was pointing out how an Alt-Blight arsehat was being a filthy, pathological liar. In one shot, putting on a sob story about how his ilk are just 'peaceful,' not at all violent like the left, and so unfairly 'persecuted for having wrong opinions,' boo-hoo; In another shot, shown counting and bragging about his many, many, many guns.

Extraverts are enablers. They're a hoard, a hive, a buzzing little collective of workers that empower sociopaths by being taken in by them, granting these nutcases power beyond reckoning through their sheer numbers. This is how Trump happened, becasue affiliative extraverts are so easily brainwashed, conditioned, and tricked. All you have to do is convince them they're being clever, that they're in the 'in crowd,' that their chosen social tribe is the most hip, happenin', 'kewl' one out there? And they will, each and every one, collectively swear a holy blood oath to a known murderer.

And thanks to that, we're in a position where it's 'cool' to be a sociopath, psychopath, or other kind of crazy. it's 'seductive,' it's 'hot,' it's 'alluring,' it's 'pull your heads out of your fucking arses.' This isn't Twilight. It's 'strong,' it's 'powerful,' it's 'money,' it's 'stop being so damn deluded while the world dies around you.' With readily denied real issues rotting the world we live on, like global warming and overpopulation, this earth's not going to be around much longer. So why?

Why?

Do you just not care about your children? At all? Or your grand kids?

You bunch of bloody soggy-brained lunatics. That's all I can really say on the matter, isn't it? Singing and dancing while the world burns around you. You bloody lunatics.

I'm just going to talk a liittle about something personal that means a bit to me before I wrap this up. It's even managed to invade the furry community, to worrying degrees. When the Internet was younger, when there were few extraverts (because the Internet was wickedly complicated and they'd not the salted noodles enough to figure it out), the furry fandom was such a genuinely lovely place. It was. You should've seen Furcadia at its height, it was lovely. There were these little communities hosted on servers called MUCKS where fantastically brilliant, singular people got together to dream and imagine things only the brightest furry minds would.

It's why there were a lot of furries involved in video game development in the '90s and early '00s, you know? True story. Look into it. Dr. Cat is but one example. Anyway, it was good. And now? The Alt-Blight have invaded these MUCKs, chased all of the light and wonder away, so these are now tainted, festering hellholes of hatred. It's bizarre to walk through them again and, crestfallen, see how that cancer has made them sick with bile.

Even furries now have to deal with the Alt-Blight. I'm sure a lot of furries might think it's cool. That's the friggernaffin' Zeitgeist, isn't it? Sociopathy is so cool, hot, powerful, and sexy, and a giant taintfest of hatred, let's please never forget that part. It's a very important part, I think.

So it's everywhere. I feel like it's overtaking everything that ever meant something to me. So this is a fight. It has to be. In its own way, this is a war. This is the most abstract war anyone's ever fought. It's a war fought by abstracts against abstracts. It's a war fought against hatred, by compassion; It's a war fought against intolerance, by acceptance; It's a war fought against arrogance, by knowledge; It's a war fought against propaganda, by independent thought; It's a war fought against collectivism, by creativity; It's a war fought against the worst of us, by the best of us.

So, you know. I might be an abrasive buttface, and that's fine, because my heart's always in the right place. I'm not a misogynist, I don't abuse animals, I'm hardly about to run a car into a crowd of people... I think this defines the very opposite of who I am. I've chosen my side. I think that's something we all have to do, now, because it's necessary. Because this is happening and we're not going to be able to hide our heads in the sand any longer.

I get to choose to be 'a poncy, SJW, politically correct sissboy' or... well, a monster. An actual monster. Which is what they are. It might be evangelical, but it's how we have to look at the world, now. So I'm proud to be an SJW, I've said it in the past. I couldn't be more proud, I couldn't be happier! I derive great personal worth from this, because I'm not a monster.

Monsters of yore might have had scales or fur, they might've been fifty stories tall or come in flying saucers. The monster of today has white skin, they're not that tall, either, and they certainly didn't arrive in flying saucers. No, these monsters are home-grown. They're our monsters. And we have to recognise them as such.

If you see a Nazi, say Nazi. That's what every sociopath, psychopath, and associated nutjob out there is going to be. The Alt-Blight, what have you? Nazi. Even ex-neo Nazis will tell you that the Alt-Blight are Nazis.

So can we stop glorifying and empowering monsters now, please?

This is a dark time in history, one of those things where the younger generations will look back and shake their heads in such terrible shame. So let's come out swinging and put this Nazi blight to rest. Once and for all.

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Abused Cat Abused Dolphin Avellone Prefers Sociopathy Example of Bendis's Sociopathy Alt-Blight Furry Troubles Alt-Blight MUCK Taint Alt-Blight Brainwashing

#alt-right #sociopathy #hatred #sjw #what's wrong with the world

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