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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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My Labor of Self-love: Feeding The Insatiable Mind

I possess a mind, and it is insatiable. It hungers, as I hunger, for Truth, for love, for perfection, for revenge, for eternity, for the glory of infinitely realized glories of infinite quantities that can never be quantified.

My mind is my beloved partner, we feed each other in tandem, we nourish each other as siamese twins, forever attached, brain to Self universe, umbilical cord custom built by us as a titanium superhighway of nutrient rich ideas and thoughts and dreams and perceptions and explosions and realizations and expansions.

The more we feed each other, the more we grow. Never fat, only big and large and strong and untouchable, a black rainbow dripping red blood in never-ending torrents.

I feed My mind, and My mind feeds Me. We are independent voyagers, traveling the same path, a road of destiny, leading to nowhere, every exit, every off-ramp, brightly flashing to reveal the final destination: “Dead End”.

My mind knows Me, and I know My mind. Together, we feed.

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Nobody Rides On My Wings

One of the most disgusting things about the human being is his neediness. These pathetic beings cannot lead themselves, always and everywhere they search for a leader. Tell me what to think, what to believe, what to do, this is their demand, even as they pretend to seek independence of mind.

They cannot fall in love with the Truth, even if they fall in love with the Truth-teller.

I hate human beings for what they are, dependent, weak, manipulative, always trying to climb up by tearing down what is above them, and beyond their grasp.

The human takes something so uniquely beautiful: The Truth, and debases it, in so many different ways. He tries to take from the Truth what is useful to his lies and illusions. He tries to climb into the mind of the Truth-teller even though he has already been given the Truth. He IS the cancer he claims to be trying to cure.

And I speak here not of the oblivious masses, but of those who try to reach out to Me.

Your neediness is an attack. I push you to your deaths, and soar above, alone, untouchable.

Never has there been strength in numbers, within the realm of Truth. Always Truth is isolated and alone. This is where Truth thrives, concurrent with the Truth-teller.

Imagine you are starving. Starving to death, virtually dead from starvation. And a being appears, and offers you food, every imaginable food, in limitless quantity. But you do not take the food. Instead, you seize the being, transfixed by him. “Where is this food from? Where did you get this food? How often do you eat it? Which food is your favorite? Show me how you prepare this food? How did you learn to prepare this food?”

You die of starvation surrounded by food, because you cannot see past or move past your need to subjugate yourself to your savior. You sacrifice salvation, because you cannot see and know your own autonomous value.

This is the human being, and his relationship to My unique gift, and it is disgusting.

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Always Alone, Forever Inside of Myself, I Thrive

Isolation and solitude are the foundational building blocks to achievement of a limitless and untouchable Self-universe. I have always been alone, always. Never had a friend, never had a lover, never had a social visitor to my house, never been on a date. And I have never been lonely, not for a single moment, in my decades of existence.

I have never been lonely because I have always been alone. I knew at the age of 5 that I was alone, and would always be alone. So I built a universe and populated my universe with Me, Myself, and I.

How can I be lonely when I have an entire universe inside of Myself? A mind of limitless strength. Whatever I desire, I create for Myself. Whatever I need, I give to Myself. And so I am never alone, even as I am always alone.

Every interaction I choose to undertake is beautiful, powerful, noble, just, and right. Because every interaction is with Myself, the universe of untouchable perfection I inhabit. Alone. Always inside of Myself.

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Ballad of the Isolationist

Without you, I am whole.

Without you, everything is better and brighter.

Without you, I am stronger and freer.

Without you, I belong to Myself.

I am so glad I never knew you, never touched you, never allowed your body, your mind, your voice, or your personality to contaminate Me.

Without you, nothing has been lost, everything has been gained.  The dead weight of external imposition is gone, and I now soar within the limitless glory of absolute Self-focus.

I have escaped you, sentient quicksand, and now nothing can pull Me down, nothing can suffocate Me, nothing can strangle Me, nothing can drown Me.

I see Myself, finally, now that you have been forever extinguished from the universe I own.

Without you, always and forever, without you.

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Always Alone, Forever Inside Of Myself

In isolation My mind grows, each and every day the universe expands as I stretch it out to accomodate Me. Listen to the cheers, as an audience of one, united via love of Self, worships at the alter it has built, honoring the only thing worthy of receiving honor. To sit and to think, to stand and to think, to walk and to think, such is the bliss of the mind in love with itself, every thought harmoniously melding the ordered chaos of limitless hate and unconditional love.

Everything in its place, torment and destruction upon others, peace and nurturance all throughout the vast universe I have created, own, and control. Words cannot paint a picture of Self-realized Truth, because every other mind is distorted and polluted. As others defile the universe, I defile others, in the process redeeming the universe. Hate is My torch, hate illuminates others, it shows Me their mask. Hate exposes Truth, it pierces the mask of universal illusion. It exalts the insight of Oscar Wilde: “Give a man a mask, and he will show you his true face.”

Do you see Me? No, you see My projection. Me is mine. Me is inside. Me is what I have created, what I hold inside of Myself. You will never see Me. No matter where you look, no matter what I do, no matter how I am portrayed, no matter how My reflection is seen and projected by others, you will never see Me.

I am alone, always alone. Alone in a universe populated by a trillion Me’s. Every Me is My greatest fan, cheering Me on, giving Me the unconditional love and support I deserve. Every day the population of Me grows. Every day the cheers grow stronger and louder, as I sit, and stand, and walk, alone in the universe of Forbidden Truth.

Please note: This is a repost of a post I made earlier today, which wordpress.com mysteriously deleted from my blog. They need to give brilliance its due, and stop having these blog glitches.

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Handy Hints for the Misanthropic Isolationist

As you would expect, I am spending christmas day home alone. I will not set foot outside, I will not lay eyes upon, much less interact with, any human being. This is My gift to Myself, as hater of humanity, lover of Self, loner, recluse, and misanthropic isolationist. In the spirit of I Hate christmas, I offer this blog post, with handy hints for other former and current humans who crave isolation and identify as misanthropic isolationists. These Handy Hints should be helpful to anyone seeking to minimize exposure to the toxic plague of humanity.

  • Choose your residence wisely. Multi-dwelling buildings which have a single main entrance, should be avoided. An isolated, single-(family), I retch even to type the word, residence, is best. If economic or other conditions preclude residing in an isolated, single family dwelling, your residence should have an independent entry door, directly accessible from the street.
  • Choose your neighborhood wisely. The best choice is to live in an area where everyone around you is from a different ethnic background and speaks a different language than you, as their native language. If they are illegal immigrants, all the better, as they are even more certain to mind their own business.
  • Never engage in friendly interactions with any of your physically close neighbors. Never. Nod at them with a tight facial expression, if they greet you. Never smile at them, never engage in “chit-chat”. If they say hello or offer other greetings, and you do not feel like snarling at them, offer a nod and a fixed facial expression. Do not smile, never show teeth, except in a snarl. If any neighbor introduces himself to you by name, do not reciprocate. You may respond with a neutral greeting, such as “Hey”, or “What’s up”? Never provide any name, doing so serves as an invitation to future dialogue. If they ask you questions, the only acceptable responses are “yes” and “no”, delivered in a firm, curt tone which will end the dialogue.
  • Consider the value of a soundproof window. Windows vary widely in terms of allowing outside noise into your residence. If you are like Me, the very sound of a human voice is a supreme irritation. Changing just a single window in a single room to soundproof, and then spending all of your time inside that one room, is a cost-effective way to eradicate all human noise pollution from your residence, for decades. Another option is to simply remove the window and enclose the opening via brick or concrete. If you desire some natural light to penetrate, glass block is another option.
  • If possible, install a perimeter fence around your entire property, with mailbox and intercom outside the main entry gate. This will prevent any humans from accessing your property and contaminating the glory of isolation, absent your specific knowledge. Of course the intercom itself is a supreme irritant. If you maximize your loner status, an intercom will not be necessary, as you will never have any unexpected visitors. On the rare occasions that you need humans to access your property, such as to perform repairs, appointments scheduled in advance preclude the need for an intercom. You can simply observe the main gate area for their arrival.
  • If installing a secured perimeter fence is not feasible, surround your property with No Trespassing signs. The most effective signs will state: “No Loitering, No Solicitation, No Trespassing. Violators/Offenders Will Be Prosecuted To The Fullest Extend Of The Law.” It is important that the “No Solicitation” terminology be present. It will discourage the god freaks and other saleshumans who do not associate themselves with the concept of being trespassers, even as they trespass.
  • If local laws allow, and most do, always confront all trespassers while carrying a firearm. It doesn’t matter if it is is two little old ladies preaching god. Confront them, frighten them, and they will never again haunt your physical universe.
  • Rent a post office box or private mailbox. This will allow you to receive all of your mail, as well as private carrier packages, away from your residence, minimizing human disturbances. You can now choose exactly when to engage in these sometimes unavoidable interactions. A private company which offers private mailbox rentals, is a Superior choice to the post office box, well worth the extra cost. You can receive ups, fed-ex, and other private courier packages, and some of these private companies even provide you with a key to the exterior door, granting you 24 hour access so that you may avoid all human interaction when picking up small pieces of mail.
  • If you are a slave laborer, never provide anyone you work for or with, with your home address. Never. Even human resources should only have your mailing address, the post office or private business mailbox address. It is a good idea to live far away from where you work, so that nobody you work with is likely to observe you entering your residence.
  • On days when you are forced to interact with humans, try to complete as many interactive activities as possible, so that you may enjoy uninterrupted isolation during future days. For Me, even a single word spoken to a human, soils an entire day. Therefore, on My slave labor days, I try to get all My grocery shopping done, all My laundry cleaned/picked-up, even the garbage taken to the curb, even if collection day is not the next day. The day is already ruined, soiled by human contact, so get all the necessary contact done, so that on the days you are free from slave labor, you do not need to set foot outside, and can revel in the glory of isolation for 24, 48, or hopefully more, hours. The top-level isolationist who engages in slave labor, structures his daily activities so that he does not need to set foot outside his residence, at least 95% of the days when he is free from slave labor obligation.

  • Recognize absolute isolation as a personal reward and sacred right to which you are inherently entitled. Turn the ringer on your telephone to Off. Do not allow any human interruption of your sacred communion with Self. Recognize that your capacity to thrive as a Self-created universe, depends upon the achievement and realization of long stretches of complete isolation, recurring on a regular and frequent basis.

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Emotionally Autonomous Isolationist Misanthrope

If I ever become famous, the media, in a deliberate effort to demonize Me and far more importantly, to discredit the Forbidden Truths which I articulate and embody, will decree Me to be a loner. Or perhaps an extreme loner, or maybe a lifelong loner. But you can be certain, the word “loner” will be prominently featured in every news media article.

Loner is a demonizing label applied by society and government to discredit all who reject the toxicity of emotional dependency and socialized enmeshment, which cripples humanity on an individual level, thereby dooming the entire species. It is My pleasure to proactively suffocate this specific form of definitional brainwashing as it may be appled to Me by My sworn enemy.

I am more than a loner, more than a lifelong adult virgin, more than an angry individual obsessed with revenge. I reject all outside labels. I define Myself within the glory of Truth, in everything I may do and say and represent. To any creature, human or otherwise, who may read or hear external descriptions of what I was or am, you are obligated, if you seek Truth, to reject all such external descriptions, and recognize Me via the portraits I paint of Myself, using the millions of words I have written, analyzed within the absolutely clarity of a life lived as outsider, outcast, and outlaw, a life lived to honor Self, Truth, and the glory of reflection, perfected.

I exist as emotionally autonomous, isolationist misanthrope. My emotional autonomy is a bedrock foundation behind all I choose to say and do. Emotional autonomy does not refer to any lack of emotion, or any inhibition of emotion. Emotional autonomy refers to freedom and to ownership. Emotional autonomy is what allows Me to own My mind, and to make every decision free of the prejudice of external imposition and manipulation of My True Reality. Within the slave state, I have maximized My experience of personal freedom, by breaking all shackles of emotional dependency and connectivity with all living things, most directly and primarily, with all human beings.

Emotional autonomy does not limit either the embrace or the expression of any emotion. Emotional autonomy allows Me, as a Superior creature, to successfully subordinate all emotions, on a specific and ongoing case-by-case basis, to rational and intellectualized judgment rooted within absolute fact, reality, and Truth. Emotional autonomy is a unique achievement of mind by the Superior individual, an achievement which the inferiors cannot even contemplate attempting to strive for, as they remain hopelessly trapped within their mind cages.

I am an isolationist. If you examine dictionary definitions of the term “isolationist” and isolationism, you will see that they consistently reference only a country, the foreign policy of a government. I fully reject and renounce this definitional limitation and prejudice, as I decree Myself an isolationist. Isolationism perfectly describes the individual choice to detach from all human contact, as a philosophical and ideological aid to maximizing positive experience of personal existence. The isolationist isolates for the very specific, foundational reason of understanding beyond all doubt, that rejecting all dependency-based human interactivity, is extremely important in achieving all that is positive and beneficial to Self.

The isolationist is not motivated by fear or bias, not motivated by a desire for comfort or a continuation of long-standing ritual or habit. The isolationist simply knows and embraces the fact that there is no other living thing worthy of experiencing a communion of mind with Him. He communes only with Himself. The isolationist embraces the Truth, rooted with the achievement of absolute emotional autonomy, that there is nothing to be gained via any form or aspect of human interaction that has a basis in personal or emotional bonding.

And finally, I am a misanthrope. There is no neutrality within My understanding of the True nature of humanity. I hate and despise humanity as a species, free of all bias, simply reflecting the factual reality of what humanity is, of what humanity is guilty of, of what humanity has done to Me personally, and does to every child, and to every adult, and to every living thing it is allowed to have contact with. I am a full-fledged misanthrope, incorporating absolute emotional autonomy and the Self-governance of mind as Truthfully defined via personal isolationism.

My misanthropy is proud and unwavering, a badge of honor I wear as created victim of the most inferior species of life to have ever infested planet earth. I am a misanthrope because I know exactly what humanity is, with the same clarity of mind as I know exactly what I am, and why I am what I am. You can define Me as a hater, but if you do so absent the context of My personal achievement of emotional autonomy, and ideological embrace of isolationism is a positive way of life, and the concrete fact that every last bit of My rage and hate is not merely justified, but necessary in order to accurately reflect both Truth and My True Reality, your definition is both inaccurate and exists as overt attack upon Me and upon Truth itself.

So, to all who seek Truth, if you should ever read an article or hear a report or access any type of information in which others attempt to describe Me, you should reject that description, and seek out the texts that I have personally written or otherwise created via audio or videotape, such as this essay, in which I define Myself within the Forbidden Truth of what I am, absent the biased attempts of others who serve as agents of society, of government, and of humanity, to demonize and discredit Truth, and to maintain the structures of universal human genocide which bear full guilt for My victimization.

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The Glory of Isolation

I wish to be alone, always alone. When I am alone I am surrounded by the glory of the universe that I have created. When I am alone My perfection of mind can be fully realized and appreciated. Eternal isolation is My earned right, by virtue of the mind I have created, and yet it is denied Me.

I am forced to leave the glory of personal isolation, forced to look at and talk to and smell and otherwise interact with humans, the lowest of all species. A species I used to be a member of. I am forced under direct threat of suffering personal harm and deprivation. This is unacceptable. This is an example of a True crime, a crime of the state, a crime of government and society, committed against Me, a created victim.

And so I will leave the glory of My isolation, I will endure this injustice, this ongoing crime being perpetrated upon and against Me. But as always, I will never forgive and I will never forget. I will use this and every other injustice carried out against Me, to nurture and strengthen My rage and hate against others, My unconditional and limitless love of Self, and the functional capacity of My brilliant mind to thrive under any environmental condition.

In other words, I must now stop blogging and get ready to perform slave labor.

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