I am always surrounded by hate. I am hated by others, and I hate others.
I hate individual humans, groups of humans linked together by profession, by ideology, by how they think, what they do, what they believe in. I hate human structures, and the human leaders who develop, maintain, strengthen them.
I hate the newborns and the old men, the completely innocent and the wholly corrupted. I hate those who pretend to care about Me because they are trying to trick Me to allow them to breach My untouchability, and I hate those who pretend to care about Me because they are too stupid to know they are unable to properly care about themselves.
I surround Myself with hate, and I stand, sit, sleep, think, dwell, exactly inside the middle of all this hate. Hate in, hate out, flowing freely, unobstructed.
A river, a tidal wave, a warm breeze, a hurricane, the freshest of all air, a nutrient eaten, swallowed, inhaled, a nutrient feeding Me as it consumes Me.
Thank you, hate. Thank you for existing outside of Me, and within Me. Thank you hate, for showing Me the power, the pleasure, the glory, of love.
Inferiors are lost within hate. Superiors are found, within hate. Because the Superior knows that he deserves to be forever ensconced within the impenetrable shield of love. But it is not so, you humans have made certain it is not, and can never be, so. I am a Superior, and therefore I see and know and dwell within the hate. I know it is always, everywhere, consciously and subconsciously, seeking Me out.
Your war, waged against Me. And I love it. I give it all back to you, and more. I take your hate and I magnify it to infinity, destroying the world over and over and over. Destroying not the hate, but the haters.
The hate is so precious and valuable, never do I wish it to be harmed, lessened, dissolved.
Hate weakens you because your love is an illusion. Hate strengthens Me because My love is real and True.
My love is real and True because it is Self-love, all of it, always. Built upon hate, foundationally rooted within egoism, egotism, narcissism, selfishness, grounded and tethered to and within an untouchable mind, functioning within the abnormality of perfection achieved within a world where perfection is not allowed to exist.
My orgasms of the mind are always built upon hate, because hate is the perfect circle. It is the perfect inspirational force for Self-love. Being hated mandates the creation and the defense of Self-love, making it the most vital of all consumed mind nutrients.
And hating is the most glorious path to growth. Everything grows, when you hate. Confidence, power, freedom, ego, pleasure, entitlement, so many other great things, but most of all: Love.
The weight of the world can crush you, or it can inspire you to crush the world, even as you consciously embrace the Forbidden Truth that you were, are, and will be, crushed.
My mind triumph is within the latter.
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