To best understand the background to this essay, you need to first read this post at Ideapod, the only social network I use, along with my reply to the post, then come back here and read this blog post.
I was thinking of writing a long and complex essay titled “Why We Should Celebrate and Welcome School Massacres”, but I changed My mind, and decided to flex my creative writing brilliance, by offering up a parable, instead. Enjoy it, and if you do not understand it, don’t ask Me to explain. Forbidden Truth is not for dummies. Open your minds and reach beyond The Matrix that holds you hostage, and the profound brilliance and breathtaking Truth embedded within this “fictionalized” parable, should be crystal clear.
Here we go:
It was 1895 in the small town of Independence, Missouri, and something terrible was about to happen. Young Harry, 11 years old, victim of Universal Child Abuse, had had enough. It was time for revenge. it was time to kill!
Young Harry had it all planned out: A school massacre, the very first in amerikkkan history. He planned to use his hated father’s Winchester model 1892 lever action repeating rifle. Introduced just 3 years earlier, in 1892, it came with a 15 round magazine and was a state of the art assault weapon of the era.
The students and teachers inside Harry’s elementary school would be helpless, sitting ducks. There was no security of any kind, and nobody was armed. Harry knew this, and this tortured child dreamed of achieving a massive kill count.
Young Harry was not the best at concealing his personal torment, and as he planned and plotted his school massacre, one young teacher noticed his distress. Clarice Starling was her name. Herself a victim of Universal Child Abuse, Clarice possessed a keenly empathetic capacity to detect the psychological distress of others. She saw Harry was suffering, and decided she had to try to help him.
Defying all social norms and conventions, Clarice decided to offer personal support to young Harry. Just a few days before his planned school massacre was set to be unleashed, she asked Harry to stay, after class ended. When they were alone, Clarice went to Harry and sat on the floor in front of him. She asked him nothing, only told him of her own horrific childhood, how much she had been harmed, how greatly she had suffered.
Tears welled within young Harry as he absorbed her trauma, and integrated it to his own consciousness and True Reality. He reached out to her and began sobbing wildly, uncontrollably. Clarice held him, as they both wept for long minutes.
Gently they pulled apart, and Clarice began telling young Harry of her hopes and dreams, of the need for him to love himself, and look to the future, that he could be anything, that he must not allow himself to be destroyed by anyone. Harry listened, and he believed, his teacher had become his savior!
11 year old Harry left that classroom, that day, a changed boy. He decided not to carry out the first ever amerikkkan school massacre, and it never happened, all because of one teacher, who reached out to him as nobody else did.
A great tragedy and disaster was averted, thanks to our heroine, Clarice! Surely it must be so!
But wait, the story is not over. The best part is yet to come.
Young Harry took his savior’s advice to heart and to mind. He resolved to make the future better, he resolved to change things, to make the world a better place. He resolved to become a leader, to stand up against injustice and aggression. And he succeeded, he succeeded beyond even his own wildest dreams.
And so let us flash forward to 1945, exactly 50 years since that fateful encounter between 11 year old Harry, and his teacher Clarice. Harry is no longer a young boy, but a man of 61. A man, yet still a tortured child. Still a traumatized victim of universal child abuse.
Yes, it is 1945, and Harry is now known by name, by a billion or more people. Not for being amerikkka’s first school shooter, but as Harry S. Truman, president of the united states of amerikkka.
His teacher, Clarice, saved him from earning that infamous title 50 years earlier. She inspired him to persevere, to look to the future, to become strong and a leader among humans. But she did not infuse his mind with the Forbidden Truths. No, of course she did not. She could not, she was not the 1 in 50 million who consciously recognized and embraced Forbidden Truth. She was simply a traumatized victim of universal child abuse, who went out of her way, so rare in itself among humans, to sincerely try to help a fellow victim.
And she did stop something terrible from happening, on that day, 50 years earlier, didn’t she?? Didn’t she???!!
So here we are, 50 years later, and the top amerikkkan military general is briefing Harry on a remarkable new weapon, the atomic bomb.
“It will devastate everything in it’s path, Mr. President! It will wreak havoc and reign terror down upon the Japs! No living thing will be spared! This is our chance to end and to win the war, and after this, nobody will ever dare try to hurt amerikkka again!”
And Harry S. Truman, 61 year old tortured, terrorized, hurt child, listened and believed. His mind flashed back to his aborted school massacre, and there was no Clarice around, and no lies of a better future to cling to, anymore.
The thought: “Nobody will ever hurt ME again!”
“Let’s do it, let’s end this war, right now!“, proclaimed Harry. But the real war, of course, was in his mind, where it had raged daily since he was a small child. The same war that rages in the mind of every child, victim of universal child abuse.
Was a terrible tragedy averted in 1895? Or, did a terrible tragedy occur on August 6th and 9, 1945, 50 years later, when Harry dropped atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan??
Or, is every day a terrible tragedy, every day, for everyone, everywhere??
Is every singular moment of every day, everywhere, for everyone, the most horrific moment, the most terrible of tragedies, occurring simultaneously, as every child on planet earth is being systematically destroyed, and nobody, nowhere, has the courage or the intelligence or the sanity to open their eyes and their mind and to perceive and to know this Forbidden Truth and to end this perverse charade?!
Something terrible happens every day. Every day, past, present, and future. And it is not a school massacre or an atomic bombing. Those are not terrible things, they are merely symptoms of a terrible thing that happens on every block, in every house occupied by a child, in every school, everywhere in the world, every day, to every child.
Universal Child Abuse: Authorized, promoted, rewarded, encouraged, legalized, the universal catharsis of child abuse, reflected and inflicted by every adult, upon every child.
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