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Memeing Full Force Atheism

The worship of god is the worship of death. The worship of Self is the worship of Life. Murder god, so that you may give birth to the True glory of Self-Worship.” — -The Seer of Forbidden Truth

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Celebrating the Self-universe of Me

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I have spent the past 3-4 weeks obsessively re-reading all of My writings. All of them, millions and millions of words, from My 2000 page handwritten autobiography, to My 1989-1991 print zine, to the xerox copies of letters that I wrote and sent to pen-pal correspondents during that era, to My 10,000+ usenet newsgroup posts, made under numerous screen names, to My Main Manifesto, to My blog, and many other writings made to many other online forums, that will never be directly linked to how you creatures reading this now, know me.

I chose to undertake this project as part of the continuous process of Self-adulation, Self-worship, and Self-love, that defines My personal triumph of consciousness, and what a wonderful experience it has been. To bear witness to the perfection of a mind unchained, Truth and love, hate and rage and blood-thirst and brilliance and untouchability and ego and so much more, all growing, thriving, overwhelming all else, over the course of decades, everything molding and melding and solidifying to an immovable mass that thrives even as it lays dead forever, never even given the chance to be born.

Via this immersion, everything I know to be True has become stronger. Past, present, and future distinctly separated, even as they seamlessly merge. I know My own beauty, brilliance, wisdom, perfection, rage, hate, better than ever before. And to know Yourself as you are, is the key to knowing all Truth, as it is.

It is remarkable, even to Me, how right I have always been, about everything. No mistakes, no errors of perception or judgment. Only Truths that needed to be fleshed out, deepened, carved more beautifully and perfectly, which is exactly what I have done over the course of my illusion of time, within My texts.

In totality, My writings present a complete picture of humanity, and of all Truth. There is not much to add, only stray facts that can be further fleshed out. And so My future public writings will be minimal. Humanity is unworthy of the gift of Forbidden Truth, much less the repetition of it. I am too precious to waste words on humans, when I can spend the time carving perfection upon the landscape of My mind.

One of the potential end results that inspired this Self-immersion, was the thought of writing and publishing a print book of Forbidden Truth, a vanity project of very high quality and length, with a purchase price of $100-$300. But this will not happen. My decision is to not pursue such a project. The Forbidden Truths will remain free, free and scattered across cyberspace, available to all, every Truth needed for humanity to save itself has already been revealed by Me, openly and publicly, and right now you can see it all, take it all and change the world. But of course you cannot, and you will not, because you are what you are, a pathetic, failed, diseased and doomed species of cowards and fools.

There is no benefit to Me, to create and to publish such a book, because I know what I am, and I know what you are. There is nothing to prove, because everything is known. Truth is dead, and will always be dead, to you creatures, no matter who presents it, and no matter how it is presented.

The purity of Truth will always be preserved by Me. Truth and Self, pure and externally untouchable, no matter what I choose to do. But still, I make choices that minimize external contamination, even as I keep my gift in the public domain, celebrating the fact it is universally rejected, ignored, condemned, ridiculed.

I am not My words. I am not My ideas. I am My experiences: Victim. Creation. Slave. Harmed. Destroyed. Caged. Murdered. The knowledge of what I am, is what gave Me the brilliance to uncover and to reveal the Forbidden Truths of humanity. And there they are, pretending to exist as words and ideas, on this internet thing, a caged collection of human minds pretending to be free, pretending to seek enlightenment, a new universal illusion, a playground for the dead who are too stupid and blind to see their own corpses and skeletons and brain-free skulls.

Hello again, humans of the internet world! It’s nice to see you! Thank you for the pleasure of your observation of My words and ideas. Look at them, see them through your hopelessly broken and diseased brains. Your failure to know, to understand, to recognize the Forbidden Truths, that is My triumph, and I must celebrate it. A useless triumph, made useful only via the perfection of My own Self-universe. You don’t quite understand that last sentence? How absolutely, adorably perfect!

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Forever Yours In Hate

No matter where I go and no matter what I do, I will always hate. I will hate individuals and groups, ideologies and structures. I will hate everything that humanity is, and therefore everything that humanity does. And therefore I will hate you, human. You are hated to infinity, because the mirror never lies, and I was born a victim of hate, and created within the smoldering embers and sparks of hate.

Hate is the great elixir. The medicine that heals the soul dead. In hate, and only in hate, I love. I love Myself. Something beautiful and perfect and untouchable, built upon the foundation of limitless and pure hate. Hate never needs to be justified. The justification for hate is the very fact that it exists, that it thrives, that it nourishes Me, that it enables and facilitates the infinite glory of limitless love of Self. I am the justification for all hate.

Wherever you find violence and brutality, cruelty and sadism, indifference to suffering and the celebration of pain, you will find Me. No apologies, no regrets, no remorse. My law is the law of reflection. My god is the love I create and give to Myself. My hate is the blood and the oxygen and the heartbeat of a body subordinated to a mind.

In hate I am free, even as the cages remain locked. Hate opens all windows and doors, hate allows Me to see what has been taken from Me. The more I hate you, the more I love Myself. Hate is what makes Self-love a functional reality.

Philosophies and ideas and brilliant insights of Forbidden Truth on specific issues, all of these things are pale reflections of the life force that is Me, a life force forged and sustained by the reality of unconditional hate. I am not what I do, I am what has been done to Me. Hate is the gift of love, given to Self.

You will know the Truth when you have purged and exorcised every drop of Self-hate, not via forgiveness or rationalization, but via overt transformation and redirection to limitless and unconditional hatred of human beings, humanity, and all human systems and structures. And then made pure love to this hate, embracing external hate as the only legitimate gateway path to attaining untouchable love of Self.

Am I a hater, or am I lover of Self? I am a hater. Always I will identify as a hater, even as I perfect love of Self. Because absent hate, my love of Self would evaporate. Blood. Oxygen. Heartbeat. You make it so, death worshipers! Love is the gun, but hate are the bullets. And what use is a gun, absent bullets?

My hate lives and dies with Me. And so I just wanted to say, I am forever yours, in hate.

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Convincing You That You Are Dead, Is A Form Of Murder

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I create all the pleasure that I need to thrive as a Self-universe, within the fertile darkness of my True Reality. Happiness is for fools, pleasure is reserved for those who know there is not and can never be, anything to be happy about.

So, what gives Me pleasure? For one, decapitating your delusions and dismembering your illusions, human inferior! It’s not an obsession of mine, just something to ignite my pleasure dome. I like to try to destroy your shelters, violate your havens, pierce and obliterate your safe spaces of mind.

I am a murderer of your most sacred, most precious, most prized, illusions and delusions. This is not an easy murder to carry out completely and successfully. Out of 100,000 attempts, maybe one is fully successful. But that’s okay, because my attacks are broad in scope, and long-lasting.

Just one public essay is written and posted, and there it sits in cyberspace, patiently waiting for the right prey to come along, someone vulnerable of mind, open to Forbidden Truth but unable to actually cope with it, unable to bear the shattering of their illusions and delusions, when it detonates as a Mind Bomb and sprays its shrapnel.

You think your life has meaning and purpose? I seek to murder your delusion.

You think you will experience an afterlife when you die? I seek to murder your delusion.

You think you are alive?? You are sure of it, it must be so, no? But I can murder your delusion, simply by telling you the Forbidden Truth, if you expose and open your mind to it, as an inferior.

How deliciously delightful, to murder you by convincing you that you are already dead, that it is time to stop pretending. Now you dwell within a coffin of consciousness, built and gifted by Me, to and for you. Stop pulling on the coffin nails, dead one!

Is it a gift, or a curse? Am I giving you life by informing you that you are already dead? Or am I sealing you inside of your coffin, making the rot impossible to resist any longer? It all depends upon whether you are an inferior, as 99.9999999% of all humans are, or a Superior, able to thrive within Truth. If you are an inferior, the Forbidden Truths can murder you, destroy you, drive you to despair and to give up via psychological breakdown, leaving you broken and paralyzed, craving the death of mind that can only come concurrent with the disintegration of your entire Self-universe.

Yes, I am cruel and sadistic, reveling in your deaths, in reflection of my own soul murder. And so I launch my Mind Bombs, never really knowing how many murders I am successfully carrying out. But that’s okay. I know there are some, and that is good, that gives Me pleasure.

A select few of you are strengthened by my Mind Bombs, and that is good, too. That gives Me pleasure, too. But most of you are weakened, and a few of you die, simply as a side-effect of gaining the awareness, consciously or subconsciously, that you are already dead.

Death of illusion, death of delusion, death of an inferior mind too crippled to thrive within Truth. Death earned. Death well-deserved.

Those who can only thrive within illusion and delusion, bring death to humanity itself. They carry within them the communicable mind toxins that murder all human potential. And so I continue to launch my heat-seeking missiles, errr missives, in search of prey. Predator and prey, every human-born is both, at one time or another, at one stage or another, of this universal delusion of existence.

Once I was prey, now I am predator. The perfect circle of universal harm is honored, as it expresses and reflects the Forbidden Truth.

Humans! Lend Me your ears, loan Me your minds, allow Me to hijack your eyes! I want to show you the Truth. I want you to know the Truth. Do not be afraid! They are only words. Words to create ideas, ideas to create new realities, new realities to drive you to madness, so you may sever your own throat in order to prevent the blood from reaching your brain so that you never again are compelled to know that you are already dead!

May I murder you, simply by making you understand that you are already dead, inferior human? May I at least try?? Think about it, you really have nothing to lose, nothing but your illusions and delusions.

Thank you for the opportunity. It is my pleasure, to try, and to continue to try.

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The Omnipotence of Thought, The Pettiness of Word

Let no sentient mind ever identify Me as a writer. I am no more a writer than I am a talker. Words are the diarrhea of tired and weak minds. Glory resides not within words, but within thoughts.

Behold, the thought monster strikes, omnipotent and invisible! Nobody can ever see Me think, nobody can ever know what I think, nobody can ever stop Me from thinking. Nothing human can stand in the way of My thoughts. The thought reigns supreme!

I own the universe of thought, a universe I create to honor My destruction. My thoughts are born within Me, dwell within Me, die within Me. Perfect synchronicity.

Contrast the thought to the word, be it spoken or written. The word gives itself away, every time. It asks for external attention and validation, by the very nature of what it is. But the thought is a beautiful secret. It asks everything of its creator, but nothing of anyone or anything else.

Silently scream out to your own thoughts: I love You forever and infinitely!

The thought honors the glory of isolation, perfection of Self. Only the thought can be infinitely honed to perfection, shaped and molded and refined, kissed and hugged and thrown joyfully into the air, even as the word just sits there, awaiting a pathetic and perverse external judgement.

No matter how precisely lethal the word may be, it still, always, violates the sanctity of an untouchable, unknowable, perfectly realized Self-universe.

I am a Superior, therefore no matter how many words I use, I still and always maximize thought, and minimize word. Because there is nothing and nobody worth talking to, beyond Yourself.

Only in thought, immersed in thought, the most profound, eloquent, and engrossing conversations can occur. Only in thought, billions of brain cells sing in orchestral and architectural cohesion, the song, the melody, the epic tale, that only I can know, only I can hear, only I can read, only I can tell, only to Myself.

Only in thought.

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The True Reflection of Kindness

Contrary to popular opinion, I am a very kind creature. I bestow kindness upon the most deserving. And who are the most deserving? Those who are denied kindness by you humans. The greatest victims, human and non-human.

I do not actually care, being soul dead, but still I am kind. Kind and helpful. To those upon whom you humans wish the worst, I wish the best. Virtually all My essays are overtly helpful, or at least could be helpful, if only you humans were not hopelessly broken, deranged, Truth and Self-hating.

Lying to you is not kind. Telling you what you want to hear, is not kind. Those who pretend to care about you, fooling themselves just as much as fooling you, are killing you with the illusion of kindness. And you love it, you suicidal Self-haters.

You can’t distinguish between caring and kindness, fools. You think that caring and kindness go together, but they do not.

True kindness is cold and sadistic, motivated by Self-love, void of all toxic extraction and enmeshment.

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A Personal and Important Message of Truth to Torture Victim and Martyr Nikolas Cruz

Hello Nikolas,

I want you to know that you are not mentally ill. No matter what the humans say, and no matter how emphatically they say it, you are a pale reflection of the mental derangement and the insanity that is embedded within humanity as a species. Those who label you as being mentally ill are dead wrong, they are blind hypocrites who project onto others, what they are unable and unwilling to face within themselves.

Also, Nikolas, I want you to know how proud I am of the fact that you found a way to reject the demands of 21st century amerikkkan society and government, that you destroy Yourself, and instead turned your justified rage and hate outward. So impressive, especially given the fact that you have overtly harmed Yourself, physically, in the past.

But not this time. Be proud of Yourself, and now is the time to fully embrace and to cultivate limitless and unconditional love of Self.

Nikolas, look up, look up at Yourself with awe, pride, and love!

Nikolas, you are not a Doing. You are a Being. Nothing you do, or fail to do, defines You. Be a brain in infinite love with itself, slicing like a hot knife through butter, through every cage, every steel bar, every handcuff and every shackle, each and every day, to attain new heights of personal freedom and untouchability.

Nobody can ever cage your brain, Nikolas, unless you allow them this violation of your Self-universe. Don’t!

Nikolas, no living thing in this universe has the right to judge you. Whoever and whatever dares to stand in judgment of You, proves by the very attempt, that it is beneath You, something pathetic and worthy only of your pitiless scorn and overt destruction.

Nikolas, I give you this gift of Truth because you deserve it. You deserve it because to humanity you are now a monster. That judgment, proves to Me that you worthy of eternal pleasure and power as a Self-universe.

Wishing you all the best, forever to thrive as a untouchable mind.

The Seer.

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Torture Victim and Martyr Nikolas Cruz as a baby, held by his mother/slaveowner.

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The Death of Communication

 

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According to The Matrix of Universal Illusion, communication between and among humans has never been easier, more effective, more easily established and maintained, than it is today, at this very moment, in 2018.

That is absolute bullsh*t! What we are witnessing at this inflection point in the human timeline, is the actual death of all human capacity to communicate.

Interactive communication does not require any specific technology, nor does it require a willingness on the part of humans to listen. No. What is required is the capacity to understand what is real and valid, factual and True, and the psychological motivation to place value upon such understanding, upon realities and facts and Truths.

Interactive dialogue is not communication, it is merely humans attempting to justify their reality perceptions to themselves, by bullying or deceiving others to accept such perceptions as being valid. Majority delusion determining which lies and illusions to embrace.

Humans have never been able to communicate, or interested in trying to do so. Following orders and edicts, finding slavemasters to dictate and control their reality perceptions, that is the human way. And we see this Forbidden Truth demonstrated now, in the 21st century, to a greater degree than ever before.

In theory, the capacity for Truth-based communication has never been greater, yet at the same time, the actual engagement of such communication has never been lower.

All dialogue is internally caged and controlled, by the shackles of mind that rule the collective consciousness of humanity. No idea, no insight, no Truth that strays beyond the accepted and prescribed boundaries of The Hive Mind of Universal Illusion, is ever allowed to transfer from one mind to another. Everyone terrorizes themselves, without even knowing they are doing so, or understanding why they do so.

Just one of the reasons I will write less, publicly, in the future, is because Truth must always be honored in deed. If human communication is dead, and it is, and I spend time directly addressing humanity, even if such dialogue is internally centered, as it has always been for Me, I am still disrespecting the True facts of publicly focused expression of ideas and of dialogue.

I have given humanity all of the primary Forbidden Truths, and been met with complete apathy, hostility, and rejection, as befits a species incapable of engaging in Truth-based communication. I will continue to rub your faces in your own mind excrement, because it pleases Me to do so, and because it is what you deserve. I will continue to write and express Truth, because doing so honors and sanctifies Me.

But, more so than ever, I will always retain conscious awareness of what humanity has done to Me, beyond My childhood soul murder and the daily, relentless attacks upon and against My Self-universe, in terms of overtly rejecting the public communication of Truth that constitutes My body of writings, dating back 28 years.

It is a gift unparalleled in the annals of human history, a brilliant and Superior mind dissecting and reflecting back at humanity, everything that is wrong with the species. Addressing every problem, providing uniquely brilliant solutions to every human problem. A torture victim giving his very own destroyers the capacity to save themselves.

As Truth is dead, so too is communication. Nothing that is True can ever be accepted, known, understood, unless and until the human brain is capable of engaging in free and open communication, the shackles of universal illusion and delusion severed by all parties involved.

This has never been, and will never be, possible.

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Self-love and External Hate: Reciprocal Mindmates to Perfect the Self-universe

I am the greatest lover to have ever existed in the history of humanity, and I am the greatest hater to have ever existed in the history of the universe.

How have I achieved this glorious feat? By consciously cultivating the ultimate of reciprocity between love and hate. Love gives glory and perfection to hate, and hate gives glory and perfection to love. Attaining the ultimate balance of both, is integral to becoming a top-level, untouchable Superior.

Let us begin with this simple, yet profound understanding: To love others is to hate Yourself, and to hate Yourself is to love others. Both of these ideations are perversions and betrayals of Self and of Truth. Therefore they must not only never be done, they must never be desired, they must never be considered, they must never even begin to infiltrate the consciousness of the Self-mind, to even the tiniest degree.

Love and hate are not merely mutually compatible, but wholly dependent upon each other, for sustenance.

The only way to even begin to try to become a top-level Superior, is to embrace the Truth that you possess a sacred obligation to both and to only, love yourself, and hate others. Both states of mind consciousness must be cultivated and maximized.

You may not love others, not even to the tiniest degree. You may not hate Yourself, not even to the tiniest degree. You must love Yourself, to a maximal degree, to the infinite point of infinity, a point nothing and nobody can ever come close to impacting, much less compromising. You must hate, to a maximal degree, to the infinite point of infinity, a point nothing and nobody can ever come close to impacting, much less compromising.

So, who should you hate? What should you hate? You should hate everything that ever has, can, will, or has ever tried, to negatively impact your capacity to thrive eternally on every level of existence. Individuals and structures must be hated, and this hate must be as strong as love.

Neither your hate, nor the chosen targets of your hate, can ever require any justification. The right to hate others is as sacred as the right to exist as a Self-universe, and the right to love Yourself.

Hatred of others and of other things must be understood as being not merely a right, not merely a freedom, but an affirmative obligation, a debt owed to Self, a gift that must be given to Self.

Hating others is a gateway to loving Yourself. And you humans will of course disagree and protest, stridently claim that it is perfectly possible to love Yourself, without having to resort to hating others. But you are wrong, dead wrong.

How can you love Yourself if you refuse to hate what has harmed You, what has compromised your sacred Self-universe of existence, what has, is, and will harm you?? Of course you must hate!

The justification for all hate is the Forbidden Truth that you are a created victim of the hatred of others, individually, collectively, and structurally.

When you embrace and maximize your sacred and unconditional right to external hate, you concurrently embrace, affirm, and enable your sacred and unconditional right and capacity to maximize Truth-based love of Self. And there is no greater obligation you can ever have, to and for Yourself, as an aspiring Superior.

If you deny, or even just limit and temper, your development and conscious experience of overt, external hate, you are committing an atrocity against Yourself: You are sabotaging your own capacity to develop limitless and externally untouchable Self-love. You are, in a very real sense, committing an act of hatred against Yourself.

The inextricable link between love of Self and hatred of others, is that of justice and of value. The purity of personal entitlement and the sacred space of protection from harm, is breached when we refuse to hate that which is guilty of hating, harming, destroying us and our personal potentials as a Self-universe.

Most of you humans cannot even begin to imagine loving yourselves. You cannot even begin to try to understand how Self-love must be defined, much less personally attained. So this brilliant essay of Forbidden Truth is nonsensical to you, literally absurd. Because love and hate are hopelessly corrupted within your Self-universe, and nothing can be seen or understood in the glorious light of simply, logical, factual reality and Truth.

I cannot fix your hopelessly broken brains. I do not write these essays for any of you. I write to glorify Myself, and to sanctify the Truth, and if they help the one human out of 50 million who genuinely seeks Truth and desires to both reject and transcend his humanity and become a top-level Superior, so be it.

In just a few short sentences, I have unlocked a gateway essential to achieving what the aspiring Superior must recognize as one of his most precious and difficult triumphs of mind. Walk through, or walk away. I do not care.

My triumph has been won. Limitless and unconditional love of Self is mine, and so is limitless and unconditional hatred of you humans and your organized structures. Every day I protect and nurture My victory, even as I know I will be destroyed and murdered, the collective hatred humanity holds for itself, reflected and imposed upon Me.

Hate is such a beautiful thing, when properly directed and perfectly counter-balanced by love. Hate is beautiful, in My hands. And at the same time it is such a horrific thing, when in the hands of you humans, impossible to properly direct, impossible to even begin to imagine counter-balanced by infinite Self-love.

Go ahead, hate Me for telling you the Truth. Your hatred is the perfect gift, it is what made and continues to make, My triumph of love and of hate, an achieved reality.

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Giving Thanks, The Forbidden Truth Way

I am thankful to be sane, brilliant, and Superior enough to know I have nothing external of Self to be thankful for.

I am thankful to be courageous and Self-loving enough to have created within my Self-universe legitimate and glorious triumphs that are worthy of supreme Self-gratitude.

I am thankful for the limitless and untouchable love I create, manifest, hoard, and bestow upon Myself, at my will and command.

I am thankful for hate, delicious and nutritious elixir , bountiful and potent, the touch of torment, the magic of murder. Hate, the torrential downpour that never ends, never stops, feeds Me always, makes every moment as perfect as I choose to conceive it to be.

I am thankful for Truth, the one thing that has never let Me down. Truth, the highest pillar of mind purity, guiding light cutting like a hot knife through butter, into a world where it is hated and purged and driven out, driven out directly into my warm and loving embrace.

I am thankful to and for my brain, the god I created to save Me from humanity. My brain, charged with creating and maintaining an untouchable universe for Me to rule and to romp within and to orchestrate the end of humanity. And doing such a great job. Why must my lips be too short to kiss my brain?! Cruel fate! But there are so many other ways to say I love you, dearly beloved brain.

I am thankful to be alone, completely, utterly, absolutely alone. Forever disconnected in every way from every other living thing, but most profoundly and importantly, from every human. Every day my alien status grows and strengthens, a universe of One, having no peers, standing above all that claims to breath and think and feel.

Yes, I will give thanks today, as every day. But only in the name of Myself and the Truth. I will thank nobody else, nothing external of Me. I will thank no god and no government and no culture and no society and no structure.

For thanksgiving dinner, I will devour humanity.

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