WARNING! The cure is worse than the disease.
I have been documenting my 7 year journey past psychosis through books, poetry and artwork. I have conquered addiction by creating a mythology. You are not addicted to the vices you abuse, you are addicted to achieving the impossible. The Muse inspires you to achieve the impossible despite the likelihood of failure. The Muse doesn't want you to succeed. Why? You'll lose the motivation (to pursue the Muse). If you die...oh well. I trust in my experience and intelligence to embrace scrutiny. Have you been through psychosis? No? Then you don't have a clue what hell feels like. It's REEEEEEEEEAAALLLLL. It's unpalatable, but necessary to understand addiction's role in expressing insanity.
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Below is the missing context to my books.
Why was it missing in the first place? It took me until the end of the journey to find a way to express my putrid evil palatably. I wanted it to take the most extreme, divisive topic possible and make it relatable. You can read the context below first, then read my books. Or...you can experience the journey (like I did) and read the books first in order. Your choice.
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The Conviction of Hypocrisy v0.2
We are all hypocrites. It’s the conviction hypocrites have preaching something they are not, and curse those who point out their contradictions without shame. We police conviction (of our hypocrisy) by outlawing curiosity. Curiosity is our natural hunger for insight. That insight is finite, and perishable (only because you are). Hence the appeal of this resource as the supply runs dry (with age).
Innocence is addicted to giving and receiving pity. Who and from? Awareness. Awareness is addicted to responding to and masquerading as a victim. Who and from? Those who perpetuate their victimhood (through pity). I intend to reveal the ingredients of addiction, so you can conceptualize the forces at play. It’s as ugly as you imagine. Do you lack the imagination? I don’t. I’m not a hypocrite; anymore.
Innocence is addicted to giving and receiving pity. Who and from? Awareness. Awareness is addicted to responding to and masquerading as a victim. Who and from? Those who perpetuate their victimhood (through pity). I intend to reveal the ingredients of addiction, so you can conceptualize the forces at play. It’s as ugly as you imagine. Do you lack the imagination? I don’t. I’m not a hypocrite; anymore.
No one wants to be the victim, but would you judge someone for being the predator? No one accepts evil unless it does their bidding. Just be honest with yourself. I’m a predator now, and as you’ll discover the only way for a predator to avoid incarceration...is to be upfront and transparent with those who perpetuate their victimhood (through pity).
Being the victim meant I was a hypocrite. Being the predator now means I am sincere. Definition includes: free from pretense or deceit; proceeding from genuine feelings. It’s not moral. But let me ask you this: Is stealing theft if the gullible give? Uncharacteristic of a predator, there is no deception here. Then what is it? Charity. Is charity moral, if it corrupts the canny?
Being the victim meant I was a hypocrite. Being the predator now means I am sincere. Definition includes: free from pretense or deceit; proceeding from genuine feelings. It’s not moral. But let me ask you this: Is stealing theft if the gullible give? Uncharacteristic of a predator, there is no deception here. Then what is it? Charity. Is charity moral, if it corrupts the canny?
No one is going to know coward. Do you lack the imagination? Of course you do. You are a hypocrite, and you are only convicted with your hypocrisy when you are certain. The culture of certainty divides us.
No one is going to know...go on. Do you lack the imagination? There’s no way to stop it; you’ll kill yourself trying to prove me wrong. You are a hypocrite, and you are only convicted with your hypocrisy when you are certain. The culture of certainty divides us.
The fear to offend (through the threat of virtue) holds us accountable to the mob (that fears to offend).
Oh...what happened? Do you lack the imagination, or are you uncertain that your confession will be received fondly? Your conviction shrinks out of fear of offence or to offend. Fear of being accused of curiosity or fear to imply curiosity is offensive.
Heh, I tried to publish this very thing. The police questioned me and my family to ascertain if I was a risk. They concluded I was not. Then again I’ll not to take that for granted as I document reality. I am no hypocrite, and I am no fucking coward. I don’t know my IQ, but I have been validated by an authority. So this will help explain why I transitioned away from victimhood. I know better than to be gullible.
I know exactly what it is. It’s “Jesus.” If you disagree with me, you are wrong.
I know exactly what it is. It’s “Pedophile.” If you disagree with me, you are wrong.
What we imagine for ourselves, what we share with others, and the foundation of perception paint us into a corner. I’m visualizing the “horde” mentality certain their reaction to accusations will be received justly. What we imagine for ourselves is what we deserve, what we share with others is to win favour with those who support our imagination. Are you a victim or a predator? Victims are addicted to pity. Predators are addicted to victims.
Is stealing theft if the gullible give? If victims give of themselves to predators, it’s only to maintain their victimhood. Why? Addicted to pity. War changes you. There’s no turning back. When you become a predator...you take advantage of gullible people. Is stealing theft if the gullible give? What do the gullible give? Give? No. They donate their innocence.
Is stealing theft if the gullible give? If victims give of themselves to predators, it’s only to maintain their victimhood. Why? Addicted to pity. War changes you. There’s no turning back. When you become a predator...you take advantage of gullible people. Is stealing theft if the gullible give? What do the gullible give? Give? No. They donate their innocence.
Now I’m going to explain how addiction leads to psychosis.
“He that is without sin, cast the first stone.”
John 7:8
I can now admit it.
Being raped taught me to understand the appeal of rape. That doesn't mean I condone it, but I understand the appeal. The appeal is this:
It feels good.
Psychosis raped me of my innocence, and I enjoyed it because I didn't know any better. With hindsight, I understand the consequences but who's to blame? It's a precarious position. You enjoy being the victim because of the pity you receive, but you resent the stigma victimhood encourages because it holds you back from recovery.
Thanks to psychosis I have understood the appeal of pedophilia. It made me sick, it made me suicidal, it gave me brain damage. Now I'm a predator, an objective-predator. I see rape for what it is: it's the birth of a mythology. All rape is is curiosity inviting awareness to exchange innocence for insight; it's not exclusive to sex (i.e. the will to starve).
I've spent over 6 years ripping my guts out (in books) trying desperately to express my pain palatably. I'm happy to say that I have completed my journey. I didn't ask for this but God made my life very interesting; I know I'm not alone.
I have come full circle. Thanks to my appetite for wisdom (through ignorance) I allowed awareness to rape me to increase my intelligence (i.e. lethargic intellectual). I liked it, and I understand the appeal to this day. How can I say that? My mythology is complete; there is no one to blame. Well...how do you manage the appeal? Start at the beginning. Either read my books, or write your own.
I can help you write (and illustrate) your own books. I've written four of them myself. I have made evil palatable enough that you can relate to it. Why would you want that? You are not perfect. There is evil in you. Exercise that evil through testimony, and expose it to day light.
If you're thinking about calling the cops on me, you are not the first. I publish books about topics professionals don't dare discuss amongst themselves. Pity. I go where they can't because my livelihood does not hinge on the approval of a governing body. This is my niche.
I'm not a substitute for traditional theology and psychology, I'm just a Sardonic Poet, Counterfeit Evangelist. I am an authority on why you reject God.
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If the culture of certainty divides us, beseech doubt.
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Perceiving reality without empathy. (audio available) I'll have this.
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What is Sardonicism? |
It is my philosophy. You can comment and rate on every verse. My bullshit was born to break. (audio available) I'll have this.
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Mythological origin of Satan. (audio available) I'll have this.
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Schematic of reality. I'll have this.
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Peace is no incentive for compromise. I'll have this.
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