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Arthur Schopenhauer: Vibrant 19th Century Seeker Of and Voice For Truth

Some of you will know that I consider and identify Myself as being the single greatest and most brilliant philosopher known to exist in the 21st century. Yes, I know I am egotistical and narcissistic, but I am also sane and rational. I see Myself as I am. Nobody on this plane is articulating Truth with the depth, the sophistication, the beauty and the all-encompassing wisdom, as I am. Nobody else. Show Me another voice and mind, and I will compare them to Me, with fairness and a genuine desire to know that a philosopher equal or greater in MindPower to Me, exists.

I see no such voice, no such mind, anywhere in the public realm. In some ways this pleases Me, to know I have maximizing My brilliance to a level nobody else can match or exceed. In other ways this discourages Me, because it reinforces the Forbidden Truth of just how hopelessly doomed I am, when there is no other human who can match up to Me, and the human universe is certain to be forever ruled by inferiors.

As the most brilliant of all existing minds, I seek lesser minds that can still inspire and challenge and help Me to uplift My own, to continue to shatter and exceed the levels of brilliance I have already achieved.

One such mind, that manages to achieve this feat, is that of 19th century victim and Martyr Arthur Schopenhauer. Eternally unborn more than 150 years ago, the voice and the mind of Arthur still resonates with the timeless, untouchable, and eternal beauty of genuine, valid, and uniquely insightful Truth.

Arthur was dead wrong in many of his reality perceptions, and yet he was so perfectly right in many other reality perceptions. This is why he is not a top-level Seer of Forbidden Truth, yet his voice and his mind resonate with the creative force of a mind alive, in earnest pursuit of Truth, and determined to develop the capacity to express and reveal such Truth, with courage and in defiance of any existing social and cultural doctrines and decrees.

Thank you Arthur, for possessing a mind capable of modestly inspiring and impressing My own. Thank you Arthur, for helping, in small ways, to deepen and engorge the perfection of My own mind and voice. Thank you for developing the articulation skills required to paint this desolate world void of the vibrant colors of Truth, with a few very real strokes of vibrant and True color.

Your collective articulations of Truth have been integrated to My Self-universe, and I am stronger and more brilliant, because of them.

A few of Arthur’s Mind Bombs:

Ego and Self-love: “What a person is for himself, what abides with him in his loneliness and isolation, and what no one can give or take away from him, this is obviously more essential for him than everything that he possesses or what he may be in the eyes of others…

Man can indeed do what he wants, but he cannot will what he wants.

Talent hits a target no one else can hit; Genius hits a target no one else can see.

A man can be himself only so long as he is alone, and if he does not love solitude, he will not love freedom, for it is only when he is alone that he is really free.

Great men are like eagles, and build their nest on some lofty solitude.

Very famous, but flawed insight:

All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.” #1 and #2 are right on-target. But #3, no, completely inaccurate. Here you see the struggle of a mind seeking enlightenment, but failing. Forbidden Truth is not realized. We must learn from the mistakes of other, aspiring, Superiors.

After your death you will be what you were before your birth.” The very beginning of an articulation of the Forbidden Truth of what it is to become retroactively unborn. But not fleshed out, not properly explained, not presented within the light of infinite horror such Truth deserves. Truth, properly deepened by Me.

The discovery of truth is prevented more effectively, not by the false appearance things present and which mislead into error, not directly by weakness of the reasoning powers, but by preconceived opinion, by prejudice.

The social organization of brainwashing and indoctrination to conceal Truth: “Religion is the masterpiece of the art of animal training, for it trains people as to how they shall think.

To live alone is the fate of all great souls.

It is only a man’s own fundamental thoughts that have truth and life in them. For it is these that he really and completely understands. To read the thoughts of others is like taking the remains of someone else’s meal, like putting on the discarded clothes of a stranger.” Arthur, I take only your most Superior thoughts, and I do not wear them, I merely allow them to commune with the perfection of My own mind.

Freedom, immortality: “The man never feels the want of what it never occurs to him to ask for.

Patriotism, when it wants to make itself felt in the domain of learning, is a dirty fellow who should be thrown out of doors.

The role of the media in maintaining the status quo: “Journalists are like dogs, whenever anything moves they begin to bark.

The organic nobility and benevolence of all Truth: “To free a person from error is to give, and not to take away.

The infinite horror of religion as it is imposed upon the most vulnerable child minds: “There is no absurdity so palpable but that it may be firmly planted in the human head if you only begin to inculcate it before the age of five, by constantly repeating it with an air of great solemnity.

The assumption that animals are without rights and the illusion that our treatment of them has no moral significance is a positively outrageous example of Western crudity and barbarity.

Why The Seer of Forbidden Truth has 50 loyal followers: “The person who writes for fools is always sure of a large audience.

Inferiors, beautifully exposed: “Every miserable fool who has nothing at all of which he can be proud, adopts as a last resource pride in the nation to which he belongs; he is ready and happy to defend all its faults and follies tooth and nail, thus reimbursing himself for his own inferiority.

Truth perception utilizing the Alien Eye, beautifully expressed: “So the problem is not so much to see what nobody has yet seen, as to think what nobody has yet thought concerning that which everybody sees.

The sacredness of Truth within all philosophical deliberations of the Self-mind: “Philosophy … is a science, and as such has no articles of faith; accordingly, in it nothing can be assumed as existing except what is either positively given empirically, or demonstrated through indubitable conclusions.

Why hope must be eradicated from consciousness, within all Truth quests: “Hope is the confusion of the desire for a thing with its probability.

A brilliant insight of Truth to how society & government promotes reading, knowing it is utilized by humans as a placebo, to neuter and limit independent thinking:

When we read, another person thinks for us: we merely repeat his mental process. In learning to write, the pupil goes over with his pen what the teacher has outlined in pencil: so in reading; the greater part of the work of thought is already done for us. This is why it relieves us to take up a book after being occupied with our own thoughts. And in reading, the mind is, in fact, only the playground of another’s thoughts. So it comes about that if anyone spends almost the whole day in reading, and by way of relaxation devotes the intervals to some thoughtless pastime, he gradually loses the capacity for thinking; just as the man who always rides, at last forgets how to walk. This is the case with many learned persons: they have read themselves stupid.

Let us all honor and thank Arthur, for growing the universe of Truth!

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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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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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