trauma

It Always Goes Back To The Beginning

“Philosophy cannot soothe my soul, but in the mirror the Truth will be known…”

No matter how many brilliant ideas I eloquently express, and no matter how many uniquely profound Truths I reveal to the universe in intricate detail, and bathe Myself within, I remain a savage brute. I remain a reflection of destruction. Because I was destroyed, and the mirror never lies.

In the beginning there was a helpless child who knew nothing. Then he knew fear and pain and abuse and trauma and victimization and terror and deception and cruelty. And so he learned to hate and to harm, to dissect and to stalk and to feed on the fear of others. And still later he learned to love himself and to make himself untouchable and to understand why every other child is destroyed as he was destroyed, and to express the Truth, and to become a philosopher, and to reject his humanity, and to transcend his humanity.

But the mirror always and still reflects, and always he goes back to the beginning.

Once a victim, always a victim. Memories, blood-coated memories, of the way we were.

And so the tortured child comes home, day after day, decades later. He comes home to his isolated little fortress, shedding the horrific burden of forced human interaction, slave labor extracted under threat of hunger and homelessness. His hate lives and breathes and rejoices in being part of him, nurturing him.

And so comes decision time. What to do for the next two or three hours, until it is time to sleep, to dream, to destroy. What to do? Write another uniquely brilliant essay of Mind Bomb Truth for 10 humans to savor, as the other 7.5 billion remain oblivious? Or just immerse all of My consciousness within the glory of sadistic rage and hate?

Well, today I choose the latter, but at least I bring you folks along for the ride.

Enjoy the song, allow it to make love to your shattered mirror, as I do.

Thousands of times I listen to this song, because within it, I am all I will ever be.

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Dear Parents: Let Me Help You See Yourselves, and the Truth, More Clearly

Hello slaveowners (you probably answer better to your preferred self-perception of “parents”). How are you today? Kindly indulge this brief interruption to your ongoing human clay molding and Self-replacement endeavor. I’m just gonna try to help you to see yourselves a little better, in the soft, warm, piercing light of Forbidden Truth. Are you game? Lets give it a try:

Imagine you tuck your child-slave into bed for the night, kiss him on the forehead, wishing him sweet dreams as you gaze down upon him, filled with the universal illusion of externalized love, and then go to sleep yourself, eager to resume your human clay molding in just a few hours.

But, the next morning, when you go into the child-slave’s bedroom, you find only a Post-it note on the pillow, reading, “Sorry, he’s gone. I needed him more!“, accompanied by a smiley-face, all written in dark red….pen. Let’s not get too gruesome here.

You would not be very happy, at all, right?

Now, lets vary the scenario a bit. What if instead of this Post-it note, you found a very realistic looking doll lying on the bed the next morning, but no sign of your child-slave? Still, you would be very unhappy, I will presume. Unless of course you secretly wished and hoped to be freed of the horrific, externally imposed burden of familial child-slave ownership…but that is not the Forbidden Truth direction this essay will take.

What if, instead of a doll, you found a very much alive cat or dog sleeping on the bed of your child-slave the next morning, but again, no sign of the slave. Your consolation would be very limited, because the value of these creatures is less than the value of a child-slave, as decreed by your society. But your reaction would be somewhat different. After all, a living thing is found, a living thing, replacing a different living thing, a living thing that you could use, that you could also mold, and train, and control.

Now, lets continue our dissection of your human brains: What if you walked into your child-slave’s bedroom the next morning and found a different child-slave, definitely not the one you left in the room the night before, but an absolutely human, replacement child-slave. Would you welcome the replacement with a loving hug?? No. You would still be shocked and confused and angry. But your frame of mind would be different than in all the other, previous scenarios. Perhaps not your conscious frame of mind, but your subconscious frame of mind.

Why? Because your loss will be smaller. There is still a human child-slave, right there. And what if this child-slave is crying, and afraid?? You love feeding on fear, parents. You love it! Might you not try to comfort the replacement child right then and there, even in your shock and confusion? Think about it, and be honest with yourself, if you can. Probably you can’t, but try…

And as you comforted this terrified replacement child-slave, somewhere in your deepest subconscious mind you will be thinking, “Well, this isn’t so bad. He is scared right now. I will be able to scare him in the future, to terrorize him, just like I did Mikey… But…I wonder, what the hell did happen to Mikey, he was here last night…Jeez…

Now, what if this replacement child you find in the bed the next morning, is hurt, physically hurt, maybe covered in bruises or welts?? Again, your reaction would be far less negative, you might very well go the child, even in your shock and confusion, and display affection and comfort towards him. You’re such a good mommy/daddy, aren’t you?? Well, no. Because within your deepest subconscious mind you will be thinking, “Well, this isn’t so bad. this one can be hurt, too, just like Mikey. I can feel better about Myself by comforting him…and when I need to, I could hurt him, he could serve as a Poison Container for Me, too.

So, my dear parents, do you see yourselves clearly, yet? Do you understand what you are? Do you understand the role that your child-slaves play within your illusion of being alive?

Your children are receptacles for you. Containers, like garbage containers. Yes, they are useful to you. You put within them, what you need to get rid of, within yourselves. Fear is a huge part of your subconscious existence, and so you feed upon their fear. You try to ease their fears, sometimes. Because in doing so you ease your own fears. But other times, you need to make them afraid, you need to terrorize them: Catharsis for your own childhood and adult terrors, traumas, victimization.

What about pain and suffering? Same thing. You need to feed upon their pain and suffering. You dispense comfort, sometimes. When it makes you feel better. But you also dispense pain and suffering at other times, for the same reason, catharsis, to feel better. But, will you admit to this Forbidden Truth?

The Post-it note is an unacceptable substitution for your missing child-slave. And so is the doll. Why?? Because they cannot feel fear and pain, because you cannot terrorize and hurt them., and yes, at times comfort and soothe them. Not because you “love” them, simply because you are psychologically, subconsciously comforting and soothing yourself.

And the cat or dog?? Well, you can terrorize and hurt them, and you probably will, but it’s just not nearly as psychologically satisfying as doing it to your own kind, your own species. The connection is not direct enough, and so the garbage receptacle, the Poison Container, is not nearly as inviting.

But a human child?? Yes! Any child will do, it’ll just take awhile for you to feel as comfortable and safe scaring and hurting the replacement slave.

So there you have it. Feel free to dismiss this essay as just more ravings from that crazy Seer guy. But I see you, so well, so clearly, even as you can never see yourselves.

Sweet dreams.

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Should The Beast be Exercised, or Exorcised?

snip 12One of My favorite quotes of 20th century seeker of Truth, Martyr and murder victim, Anton Szandor LaVey.

So True, so very True, Anton. The Superior unconditionally embraces rage, hate, and his sacred right to vengeance. Every intellectual and emotional projection is positive, so long as it is directed appropriately. Positive energy always towards Self, negative energy always towards others.

Suppressing, denying, and misdirecting mind energy constitutes a betrayal of Self. The beast is the ego, the beast is the outrage of the victim, growing and glowing and demanding revenge, because justice is forever dead. The beast that terrorizes others, must be the most cuddly of teddy bears to its owner, its creator.

Who gave birth to the beast? Who wakes up the beast? Who taunts the beast each day?

I will make love to the beast, I will invite him in and give him shelter and nourishment, I will make him strong and honor his need to terrorize others as My sacred reflection of Self.

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The First Ever Forbidden Truth Pop Quiz:

Only one question, humans:

What is the Single Most Valued & Demanded Freedom and Right by Humans?

Okay folks, no cheating, please. Do not scroll down for the answer, but put on your mentally defective thinking caps, and try to figure it out on your own. We are talking here about the Unwashed Masses, humanity as a collective whole, crossing all national and cultural boundaries.

What is the singular right and freedom most precious and sacred to humanity right now, in year 2017? A right and a freedom humanity will never abandon, will cling ferociously to? A right and a freedom manifesting in many different primary social and cultural structures and doctrines?

Try to guess right now.

Now, I’m going to give you two important clues, contemplate these clues in relation to your above, first guess, and if you think you guessed wrong, feel free to modify your guess.

Clue #1: Almost no humans possess the consciousness of mind to even identify this universal obsession of their subconscious minds as being a personally and universally demanded right and freedom.

Clue #2: This universally demanded right and freedom directly relates to reflection and catharsis, as I have defined them within My texts.

Okay, now, if you are an aspiring Superior who has integrated most of My brilliant texts to conscious understanding, you should be able to get the answer.

Recognize humanity for what it is, as proven by what it does. Then take clue #1 and combine it with your recognition of humanity for what it is. Then, take clue #2 and integrate it to your thought process, add it to your mindscape of perceived possible answers to the question. And….boomlet! You should smack your head gently with recognition of the right answer.

Here it comes, last chance to

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The answer is: The single most universally precious, valued, demanded, and EXERCISED right and freedom of 21st century humanity, is to individually AND collectively, HURT and HARM other human beings.

Yes, it is so. The Forbidden Truth.

And you humans, the fetid of mind, Unwashed Masses, will vehemently protest it is not so! A freedom and a right, to hurt and harm others?? That is not precious to me, that is not something I want to do, that is not a freedom, or a right, and I do not do it.

Liars! Mind-blind hypocrites hiding out in your mind caves, I see you exactly and clearly, and I know what you are, as proven by what you do. Hurting and harming other human beings is your universal nirvana. It is a right and a freedom you carefully and lovingly cultivate, hoard, dole out daily over the course of your entire imagined existence.

Inferiors: Look at the world you have made, and choose to dwell within! See what you have done, and what you do. Look at it all in totality, see yourselves as you are, and weep at your own newly exposed True nature.

What is parenthood, but the sacred and inalienable right and freedom to hurt and harm children?

What is the interpersonal relationship, but the right and the freedom to choose specific individuals to hurt and to harm?

What is external love, but the right and freedom to hurt and to harm others, to manipulate their own Self-perceptions like a puppetmaster?

What is marriage, but the right and the freedom to hurt and to harm someone, by making them sexually, emotionally, psychologically dependent upon and enslaved to you?

What is war, but the right and the freedom to hurt and to harm others?

What is the family unit, but the right and the freedom to hurt and to harm others, to impose yourself upon others, to manipulate, control, oppress others?

What is religion, but the right and the freedom to hurt and to harm others, to damn them to eternal hell, to enslave them to worship and covet their own deaths?

What is education, but the right and the freedom to narrow, cage, and deform the mind potential of every child, to hurt and to harm them??

What is sports, watching or participating, but the right and the freedom to hurt and to harm others, to make them suffer, to make them perceive themselves as failures and losers?

What is money, but the right and the freedom to hurt and to harm others, to deprive them of things, to leave them hungry and homeless and sick, to sadistically celebrate your advantage over them?

What is employment, but the right and the freedom to hurt and to harm others, to make them obey you, to make them serve you, to make them suffer and fear, under your power.

I could go on and on… The Forbidden Truth is, virtually every primary-level human structure of the 21st century is specifically designed and deployed, to hurt and harm others: To satisfy the universal need of you humans to subconsciously rejoice and celebrate and participate in the hurting and harming of others, as an exercised personal right and freedom.

You can deny it all you want, but this IS your most sacred right and freedom.

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Poetic and Beautiful Reflections of Mindfulness, or Senseless, Insane Displays of Mindlessness??

1) A 63 year old man dresses up in suit and tie, conceals a butcher knife inside a briefcase, stands in the doorway of a building on a busy pedestrian street close to a school in broad daylight at 2:00 PM on a school day, and resolves to fatally disembowel the first small child, under age 10, he sees walk past him on the sidewalk. And so he does.

2) A 32 year old woman loads two Glock 17L 9MM handguns with 33 round extended capacity clips, conceals them inside of a large purse, boards a subway train at 9AM, sets her Casio watch to alarm mode for 12:00 Noon, and rides aimlessly for three hours, resolving to extract both guns and open fire, trying to shoot dead as many people as possible who are inside the subway car she is on, beginning exactly when her watch alarm goes off. And so she does.

I find poetic and beautiful reflections of mindfulness within these imagined acts. I find them harmonious and both internally and externally enlightening of the human condition.

The vast majority of you humans have a polar opposite reaction. You judge such events to be random, mindless, unfathomable, impossible to justify or to rationally explain, failures of the human mind.

But you are dead wrong.

I love, admire, and appreciate the absolutely random (meaning impossible for any outside force to anticipate or to predict), yet pre-planned, dynamic explosions of outlaw violence, most of all. I value them within internal True Reality, as well as completely detached psychological and philosophical illuminations of the horrors and injustices maliciously imposed upon each of us, throughout our imagined existence.

Whether we consciously face up to this Forbidden Truth or not, each of us faces the terror of eternal erasure of our Self-universe, at any and every singular moment in time. Nobody is ever safe.

It does not matter how young or old, how healthy or ill, how privileged or outcast we may be. It does not matter whether we dwell within a fortress in a most exclusive neighborhood, or a ghetto apartment building filled with crack and opiate addicts. Every singular moment we face the danger of attack, harm, injury, death.

Each of us is terrorized and traumatized from birth, throughout our lives, and ordered to conceal this Forbidden Truth from others, and from our own conscious minds. Each of us is commanded to assemble and to wear an Acting Mask always and whenever we interact with other humans. Put on a show, pretend everything was, is, and will be okay. Impress the others with how happy you are, with what a “good life” you have made for yourself.

I despise your eternal charade! The False Face you put on for others, is only a little less disgusting than the False Face you always wear for yourself, only letting it down when you feel safe, beating your children, bullying your employees, terrorizing your sexual partners.

I respect the sacred right of all rage reflection, but I do not personally value such selective, intimate, emotionally enmeshed violence. It conceals Truth, just as much as it exposes Truth.

Contrast this type of closed-circle violence, with absolutely random, public arena explosions of rage, targeting complete strangers, impossible to predict in advance. The more random and unpredictable, the more “overkill” involved, the better. Here you see Forbidden Truth exposed and honored, even if the perpetrator lacks conscious awareness of it, as it usually the case.

Nobody is safe. Nobody deserves to ever feel safe, because I was never safe, and never will be safe.

Terror deserves to permanently dwell within every human mind, for the collective crime humanity is guilty of: Terrorizing every child and every adult, all of the time.

I value Truth exposure, the mask dropped, the illusion shattered, and the more random, unexpected, dynamic, unique, and bloody the exposure presents as, the more poetic and beautifully mindful it is.

The reflection of personal and of universal terror, constantly experienced, constantly concealed and cloaked within the Self-universe, incubating and growing and evolving within the secret and sacred space of mind, often unknown and not understood even by the incubator Himself, taking physical form via a unique plot and plan, unfathomable to the outsiders, but in perfect harmony with the subconscious Self-mind, and in perfect harmony with the reality of all human experience, of all humans, a reality they can and will never face up to.

And then: Boom!!! It happens. And still nobody gets it. Nobody understands. Nobody sees, the perfect, the accurate, the honest, the courageous, reflection. But there it is. Look closely, look better, open your mind…., can’t you see it? The equilibrium shattered, yet at the same time restored, and the Forbidden Truths are exposed in all their glory!

The Forbidden Truths of universal victimization, universal injustice, death, the Acting Mask, the constant terror of everyday life that nobody is able to look at and to know.

For just a few minutes, it’s all there, out in the open, waiting for somebody to see it all. And I do see it. Yes I do. Can’t you see how beautiful it is? Things precious and unique of consciousness, things constantly hidden, denied, rejected, condemned, gagged, suddenly and dynamically thrust into the light of exposed Truth!

See the beauty of this Truth, and of the singular Truth-teller!

He has pried open the mind cage, walk through, thank Him, and smile!

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Why We Must Never Forgive Those Who Transgress Against Us

Forgiveness is the ultimate act of stupidity. It is not moral, noble, kind, or altruistic. Forgiveness does not help the forgiver, it harms him, in every way imaginable. Forgiveness is the ultimate insult to Self, it demeans and degrades the Self in a way that NO externally delivered insult ever can.

Forgiveness betrays the obligation of the individual to defend Himself, to respond with Full Force rage, hate, outrage, and malicious destruction, to any and all transgressions directed against him.

An immense ego is important, it helps the Superior to understand that no excuse is valid, because the Self-universe is sacred. Of course the Human Garbage is himself a victim of harm and trauma, an inferior, mentally ill, etc…, but nothing he may be, should deter the Superior from hating, from targeting, from attacking, from harming, Human Garbage.

The beautiful thing is, there are literally millions of different ways to hurt and to harm others.

The soul dead misanthrope (That would be Me) isolates within his mind, thousands and thousands of different ways to harm others. And of course the experience of being harmed is unique to the victim of harm. He who seeks to cause harm can never know with absolute certainty, exactly what impacts he actually causes, from the True Reality perspective of his target.

But it is so much fun to imagine and to envision. And if the actually experienced harmful impact is less than he assumes, so what? No big deal. The offensive attack is more important, the catharsis it brings, the Self-love it strengthens, than any quantified measurement of the harm caused.

Let us not be hypocrites! Let us not pretend to forgive others, such pretense is just as much a betrayal of Self, as is genuine forgiveness.

We are hated, we are victims, and no mercy was shown to us. We must not concern ourselves with whether others deserve to be hated and harmed by us, the very fact we are compelled to hate and to harm, proves others deserve to be hated and harmed.

As I so brilliantly articulated in a past essay: The Motivation is the Justification. Absolutely it is so.

One of the best legal ways to harm someone, is to figure out what they want, and deny them their need. Reach deep into their soul, find their weakest links, and attack, exploit them. It is what society and government does to every individual, and to reflect this malevolence honors the Self.

Most of you reading this essay will respond negatively. You do not want to face up to what was and is done to you, and you do not love yourselves. To be victimized feels much better, than to stand up for Truth and for Self, by embracing your sacred right to harm others.

You are hypocrites, and your hypocrisy causes great harm to others.

Ironic!

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Only Death Will Force Me To Forget

Traumatic memories are very important to maintain and to consistently relive. They must be kept vivid and vibrant, and used to nourish the Self-universe, within the horrific light of Truth. Most of you humans try to forget the terrible things that happened to you. Fools! The terrible things plot a course of Truth, they can help you to never fall prey to the illusions and delusions and malicious deceptions of humanity, society, and government.

When you try to forget, you betray Truth and you betray Yourself, in the worst possible way. And you never forget, you just destroy your conscious awareness. The memories remain, eating you, compelling you to cannibalize Yourself, only you can’t perceive what you are doing, or why.

Every week I spend at least 5 full hours, usually closer to 10, painstakingly reliving, in as much detail as I can, My childhood abuse. I pick out a specific incident, a specific day, from my rich inventory, and I strive to exactly relive the abuse.

I strive not to remember how it was, but to experience it again, exactly as I did when it occurred. To go back to the same True Reality, the same state of mind consciousness, I was chained within, on that day.

These recreations are always done as conscious recollections while fully awake. Never as Conscious Dreams, even though I have fully mastered the art of Conscious Dreaming, and sometimes do directly incorporate My childhood abuses within My Conscious Dreams, as prelude, or foreplay if you will, for the dynamic violence and revenge I plot out and savor, later in the dream.

But to actually build up direct memory of My childhood abuses, to increase their vividness and clarity and strength of impact, I rely upon these awake memory recreations.

30 to 50 years have passed by, but My commitment to remember every detail, to experience the Truth of My childhood destruction as it occurred and with absolute clarity, has not diminished. It will not diminish.

The infinite tragedy of death will take Me from Myself, render Me unborn, erase My memories, each as precious as any other. And the possibility of a disease such as Alzheimer’s betraying My uniquely brilliant brain, cannot be discounted. But I will not forget anything, out of error or laziness or any willful neglect of My Self-universe. I will not.

Would My attitude be different if Universal Child Abuse had not been deliberately sponsored and carried out against Me by society and government back then, as public policy mandate, in the 1960’s, 1970’s, and 1980’s? Would My attitude be different if anything had changed since then, if any reforms had occurred? If Universal Child Abuse were not carried out exactly the same today, June 28, 2017, as back then? What if My victimization had been a rare and isolated occurrence, an accident that could not have been prevented?

Perhaps My attitude might be different. But none of that is True, none of that is the reality.

My catalogued inventory of childhood torture, torment, victimization, destruction, is rich and varied. Every day I died a little more. Soul murder, destruction of personal potential, darkness descending, advancing, consuming, the human child that was Me. Now, I am no longer a child, and thanks to My unique brilliance and courage, I am no longer human, having rejected and transcended My humanity.

Yet I recreate Myself as a child, for hours and hours, every week. It must be done, the trauma must be relived by Me, the Self-aware Monster. It is the only True way to honor Self, to honor what I am, to honor the Truth of why I am what I am.

And so I spin the wheel of misfortune, the Wayback Machine of My innerspace. I pick a specific day, a frozen moment of time, and I recreate it as best I can. The trauma must be re-experienced, not merely remembered.

Every day is completely different, even if the actual abuse is similar.

Every day is different because the life cycle of soul murder and the building of Frankenstein’s Monster was so very different, from day to day.

Hundreds of times My father forced Me to suck his co*k and swallow the c*m, but the experience was different at age 4, from My earliest concrete memories, than at age 11. So very different. And so one day I recreate the experience from age 4, and another day from age 11, and other days all the other years. The event is not allowed to blend together, the memories must be kept distinct, so that almost every single one of the hundreds can be consciously remembered for its distinctiveness.

Hundreds of times My mother tried to blind Me, holding Me down inside of the bathtub, holding Me by the hair, pouring shampoo into My eyes. The burning felt different every time. Age 4 was different from age 10. At age 4 I didn’t yet know, consciously, that My eyesight was being destroyed.

And so I recreate the event at all stages of My childhood, from the “innocence” of age 4, to the knowledge at age 10, that My eyesight had been and was continuing to be, destroyed. Every day out of the hundreds of days was different, and so I try to recreate them all, remembering every nuance… The phone ringing in the background one time, Me grabbing the bottle of shampoo from her, another time, Learning how to keep My eyes tightly closed, but pretending the shampoo had gotten in, another time. The details matter!

And being dragged out into the hallway of the apartment building wearing only short white underwear and socks, dozens of times, and locked out. Huddling against the door for hours as humans went into and out of their apartments, went up and down the stairwell, momentarily pausing sometimes, looking at Me, I felt their eyes, saw their bodies, even as I never made eye contact.

Every time was different, I remember the lady in high heels, and the one who shuffled in slippers, and the big man who always stopped and stood silent, and I could faintly hear his breathing before he moved on. I do not try to merely remember, I recreate and relive the reality, honoring My courage, honoring Myself, honoring the Truth.

I will always be that child. There was no escaping back then, and to try to escape the Truth now, would be the choice of a fool, the choice of an Inferior for whom Truth and Self are judged equally worthless. There is nothing to escape from today, just as there was nowhere and nobody to escape to, back then.

The pain of the universe was created within Me, and within Me it shall always dwell. Always it will find a comforting spot within Me. Always it will find the warm embrace of unconditional love and acceptance.

My perfection of today was Self-created within the reflection of what was done to Me. And so I choose to remember everything, always!

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The Self-realized, Self-made Monster Questions His Parts Inventory

Each of us is a creation of everything that has been done to, everything that has been imposed upon, everything that has either added to, or negated from, the limitless potential of a virginal mind.

Even the one in a billion Superior like Me, who successfully rejects and transcends his humanity, and builds an untouchable Self-universe, must consciously understand that his glorious feat was accomplished with available parts, not with a limitless inventory of every imaginable part, every imaginable perception and reality of consciousness, that exists within the spectrum of all human mind potential.

I was shattered into trillions of tiny fragments, this is what child abuse, society, government, and The Matrix of Universal Illusion does to every individual. And I rebuilt Myself with the billions of tiny fragments I successfully salvaged. No matter how perfect and brilliant I made Myself, the limitless potential of the unshattered, virginal mind, was and will always be, forever lost.

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An Open Letter of Forbidden Truth to President Donald John Trump

Hello Donald, my dear child. How are you? I am The Seer of Forbidden Truth, I hold mirrors up for human beings, and for humanity as a whole, so that they can try to see themselves, and see the world, within the piercing clarity of Truth.

Probably you have not heard of Me. Truth is very dangerous within the territory you now rule as a slavemaster, but Truth is also dead to humanity as a whole. And so there was never any need to inform you of My presence, at your National Security briefings.

Donald, may I call you Donny? I ask because My words may ring with more clarity for you, if you are able to go back in time and perceive yourself as what you were, to help you to understand and to know, what you are today.

Donny, you are not a 70 year old man, about to turn 71 on June 14th. You are a child, a terrorized, victimized, abused child. Do you see and know this Truth? Or has your perception of the passage of time obscured this Truth from your conscious awareness?

Donny, you are today as you were at age 4 and 7 and 10 and 15, an abused, traumatized, victimized child. I come to you today with this message of Truth: Never have you known peace, never have you known prosperity, never have you known safety, or love. If you have occasionally perceived the experience of any such glories, they have only existed as illusions, false reality perception.

Donny, you are not wealthy. You are starving, always you have been starving. You are starving because you have been starved, by your parents, by your teachers, by your society, and by your government.

Think back to when you first realized that money could be used to cover up the pain of being starved. How old were you, dear child? Think back to that moment, let the memory engulf you. Now, think back to when you first realized money could be used as a weapon of terror, to starve others, to cover up the pain, and the Truth, of your own starvation.

Two different moments in time, two different inflection points, that changed you. And that you integrated to core consciousness, and used, without sentient awareness, to try to change the world.

And so here we are today, my dear child. You rail against terrorism, yet you have used money as a weapon of terror, to terrorize and to inflict immeasurable harm upon others, for so many years. All to cover up the Truth of your own terrorization, and your justified need for revenge.

They made you president because they recognized you as a terrorist, someone who has terrorized others, someone who will continue to terrorize others. You are a victim of terror, and so you have spent a lifetime terrorizing others, in worship of the value of power, to cover up the Forbidden Truth of powerlessness.

Money is power, they say. But it is not so. Money is a weapon that can be used to terrorize others, thereby creating the perceptive illusion of power achieved and possessed.

Donald, my soul-dead friend: I have owned many weapons in my time, but the weapon of money you possess and have wielded, dwarfs my collection, in volume and in deadliness. I am jealous, and I congratulate you.

My child, you are indeed a child, but you are also dying. It is so. For almost 71 years your body has served you, but it grows weak, disease and decay are taking root. The illusion of time is as false as the illusion of power. You are dying, as you have always been, and to die is to have never been born. I must ask you to see, to know, and to embrace, this Forbidden Truth. No matter how much you terrorize others, this Truth cannot be erased.

Donny, I know what you are: A soul-dead psychopath. I am one, too. There are many of us, many millions of us, but only a few of us know on a conscious level, what we are. Do you know that you are a soul-dead psychopath? I hope you do. It is nothing to be ashamed of, and it is not your fault.

You are a creation, as am I, of the external world, the society and government you were born into, enslaved by, terrorized and victimized by, the society and government that chose you to be it’s supreme leader, in pathological reflection of the universal child abuse it has suffered, on an individual basis, millions upon millions of victims.

Donny, you now possess the ultimate mirror, you can use it to see yourself and the world for what it is, or you can use it to maximize and enhance the lifelong delusions upon which you have built your house of cards empire of illusion. I write this letter to you, beseeching you to find a way to do the former.

Donny, my child, the world you rule over is trapped within a matrix of universal illusion. Nothing is seen and known in the light of Truth. And everyone pays the ultimate price for this: They die, all of them, never having existed, never having been born. You will pay this price too, unless you change the universe.

Donny, my dear child, you are an old man. But it is still probably not too late for you to save yourself, to give birth…to yourself! If you wake up, open your eyes and mind to Truth, and begin tomorrow by tweeting the news that you are declaring war upon death, and will devote every available resource at your disposal to eradicate death and unlock every key to making technological immortality a functional reality, in less than ten years time, it will be so, it will be done, and you will be born, not as a new god, but as the ONLY god to have ever existed, the god who gave birth to mankind, as he gave birth to himself!

My dear child, you have always been nothing. No matter how many billions of dollars you amass, no matter how much fake power you accumulate via useless titles such as owner or CEO or president, you will always remain nothing. Your legacy will be to serve as food for maggots, as your illusion of existence, the lie that you were born, is eternally erased.

Donny, you can save the world, by saving yourself. Only you are in this unique position, only you have the power, to claim and to exercise, this power. But of course the big question is, do you want to live? Do you want to be born? Or are you a suicidal Self-hater, as are the humans you have spent many decades already, terrorizing?

The path I offer you is fraught with peril. Despite your ceremonial title, you remain an owned slave of the Matrix of Universal Illusion. If you try to stand up for Truth, you will be universally demonized as mentally ill, unfit to lead, and almost certainly impeached, if not worse. But what do you have to lose? You are doomed to have never been born, if you fail to stand up for Truth. I offer you the chance to become the first and the only actual, real, and True god, humanity has ever known: The god who declared war against, then successfully conquered and defeated, death! And you can revel in this triumph, for all of eternity!

But my dear child, my dear Donny, I know this is probably beyond your capacity. You are old and you are weak and you are broken. Your ego is not healthy and vibrant, as mine is, it is but a pretense, an illusion you project within your Acting Mask. Perhaps the Insane God Myth mind virus has genuinely infected your brain, and you dream of death so you may rule in heaven, continuing to terrorize others with your money bombs.

That is okay, it is not your fault if it is so.

I want to offer you an alternative vision, an alternative path. It may seem radically different from the above, but really, it is not. Think about it within Truth, and you might be able to see how very similar it is.

We, you and I and so many others, are soul-dead psychopaths. We harm others, to nurture ourselves, in reflection of the harm inflicted upon us. Your primary weapon has been money, it is a popular and effective weapon for soul-dead psychopaths.

Some of us use AR-15’s and Glock’s and brass knuckles instead, but the difference is merely cosmetic. We share the same need to harm, to hurt, to terrorize, to destroy.

Many of us dream of destroying the world. It is often a wet dream, in more ways than one… But I digress. What I want to tell you, dear Donny, is that you are in a unique position, a position that so many of us envy so greatly. You are now in a position to take genuine and deliberate steps that could directly cause the world to be destroyed! What I mean is, humanity to be extincted, or at the very least, many millions or billions of human beings to become violently, eternally unborn.

Donny, you have dreamed of revenge for many years, and you have claimed your revenge, on an immense scale. But the opportunity that presents itself to you now, is unprecedented, in scale and in scope. It would be like buying the White House or the Empire State Building for .50 cents! What a deal!

Once again, this path is fraught with peril, as the Matrix of Universal Illusion does not want you to extinct humanity! In order to achieve this goal you will have to utilize all your psychopathic skills, acting covertly and deceptively. The risk of demonization and removal from your position of power before you are able to achieve this feat, is very real. But you are in a unique position to try, Donny, unlike all the rest of us.

Think of it! The ultimate revenge against humanity, you will be avenging not only your own childhood and lifelong abuse and victimization, but the abuse and victimization suffered by every human child who has ever lived, throughout the entire history of humanity! In the end, of course, you gain nothing, the memory and the consciousness of your feat is eternally lost, upon your own death. Such a hollow victory! But still, think about it, think about the magnitude of it. The ultimate revenge, the biggest “deal” you can make, actually made!

So Donny, I know you are a busy child, and I have taken up enough of your time. Please give these two options some careful, conscious, open-minded, Truth-based consideration. Either path would be a Superior path, honoring Self and Truth.

If you cannot find the internal strength to follow either path, I would hope that you can at least be inspired to help promote Forbidden Truth. You can do so very easily, using your Twitter addiction. Here are three suggestions, less than 140 characters so all you have to do is Copy+Paste if you are in a hurry:

“Hey folks, lets change the world, I love and agree with all the brilliant ideas of The Seer of Forbidden Truth, as he reveals at his Main Manifesto web site: http://forbiddentruth.mysite.com—@realDonaldTrump

“The Forbidden Truth Blog, http://forbiddentruthblog.com is my bible, it is a uniquely brilliant blueprint on how we must change the world. Together, we will turn The Seer’s ideas into reality!”—@realDonaldTrump

“Leaving Twitter to join Ideapod, because that’s where The Seer of Forbidden Truth shares his brilliant ideas on how we must and will change the world! http://www.ideapod.com/forbidden_truth—@realDonaldTrump

Hey Donald, thanks for your consideration, and for taking the time to read this Open Letter. If it helps you in any way, to see and to know Yourself and the world within the light of Truth, it was worth My time and effort to write.

And just so you know, even if you reject both of My suggested paths, you are still directly helping to ensure the future extinction of humanity. As supreme leader of amerikkka, simply by serving in this position, no matter what policy changes or initiatives you undertake, you guide and you maintain the devolutionary death spiral of this entire species. So, embrace your psychopathic True Reality, and try to find pleasure in the terror, destruction, and havoc that you choose to wreak.

Wishing you all the best,

The Seer of Forbidden Truth, June 5, 2017

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I Feel and I Know, The Pain of the Universe

Sometimes I sound tough.

That’s because I am tough, tough enough to absorb and to integrate to My own personal core consciousness, the collective pain of the entire universe. It’s all there, inside of Me, a trillion trillion moments of supreme agony, as experienced by a trillion trillion creatures.

All of their agony lives within Me. I feed upon it, it helps Me to elevate Myself to king, queen, god, of pain.

For all who can no longer suffer, because they no longer exist, I feel your pain.

For all who refuse to face up to their suffering, I feel your pain.

For all who try to make themselves feel better by making others suffer, I feel your pain.

For all who make themselves suffer in specific ways, so they can numb other types of suffering, I feel your pain.

The more pain I absorb, the more rage and hate I reflect, and the more love I manifest as a Self-universe.

I feel pain. I know pain. I make love to pain. Yet I do not hurt.

I just say No, to the Ouch.

Me. The untouchable Me.

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