Gyfafy
one word religion of peace, love and knowledge
Steve Howard aka John Rah
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Gyfafy one word religion
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Table of Content
chapter 02 _ becoming and being
chapter 03 _ manipulating monkeys
chapter 04 _ i’m right, you’re wrong
chapter 05 _ your mother is a slut
chapter 09 _ you were eating me
chapter 10 _ we have yet to begin
chapter 16 _ let them eat television
chapter 23 _ plunder and slavery
chapter 26 _ three layered split brain
chapter 27 _ impossible to believe
chapter 28 _ culture of fables
chapter 30 _ it’s the way it is
chapter 33 _ where are you going
chapter 34 _ for the dead bird
chapter 35 _ is god a megalomaniac
chapter 36 _ industrialized slavery
chapter 38 _ a conversation with a creationist
chapter 39 _ instinct is a bitch
chapter 40 _ the next great prophet talks to his people
chapter 41 _ believe not even this
chapter 42 _ nothing means anything but everything matters
chapter 45 _ just a little fantasy
chapter 49 _ no more burning in hell
chapter 50 _ acting like unruly children
chapter 51 _ a few billion sea quail
chapter 55 _ i’m the king of the castle
chapter 59 _ gyfafy is an acronym
chapter 60 _ virgin mary was raped
chapter 61 _ instinct is older than myth
chapter 63 _ question authority
chapter 64 _ legalize all plants
chapter 65 _ then there was jose wombat
chapter 66 _ no four letter words
chapter 67 _ twin tower conspiracy
chapter 68 _ all religious leaders are whores to the warlords
chapter 71 _ devil’s greatest trick
chapter 72 _ empires slaves and soldiers
chapter 75 _ visit to the natives
chapter 82 _ theism is terrorism
chapter 83 _ no one of anything
chapter 86 _ if god is if god isn’t
chapter 91 _ how we look at it
chapter 92 _ ba ba sleepy sheep
chapter 93 _ we will be history
chapter 94 _ everything up in the paradigm
chapter 95 _ protagonist jesus christ
chapter 99 _ make them make shit and buy it
chapter 100 _ watch your language
chapter 103 _ the new day has dawned
chapter 104 _ a note from the past
chapter 106 _ voices in your head
chapter 107 _ peace without belief
chapter 108 _ democratic dictatorships
chapter 110 _ learning the world
chapter 112 _ the word was god
chapter 113 _ onward christian soldiers
chapter 115 _ song for wanna be president barack obama
chapter 117 _ eye of the beholder
chapter 119 _ the gods will no longer tolerate religion
chapter 120 _ the war mongering american empire
chapter 121 _ i am jesus christ
chapter 123 _ monsanto corporate slogan
chapter 124 _ lord of the dogs
chapter 127 _ censor hate speech
chapter 128 _ words are like birds
chapter 130 _ your titles or your heads
chapter 132 _ robbing us legally
chapter 134 _ war on terror is terror
chapter 137 _ the falling game
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Gyfafy: one word religion of peace, love and knowledge.
The brotherhood and sisterhood true religion of insubordination under no god in the name of all gods.
The one simple truth that one truth can only exist in a static never changing universe is evidence by definition. All claims against the obvious truth of the need for the constant pursuit of truth in a changing universe will be debunked by gyfafy.
The power and authority of this no belief, one word religion comes from the word
gyfafy.
Do not believe. Change your mind.
We are the fish gods.
Barbaralba. Queen of The Fish
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Most everyone is looking for the answers from without. We call to the god of Moses or the god of Jesus or the god of Mohammed or any other figure or character from any number of religions or cults. We say we are not primates and stand above the rest of life. A god given position over the domain of Earth.
Some believe aliens have come to have sex with religious drunks, steel cows, design circles in farmer’s fields and leave other hints that they were here to make us paranoid before jetting back with their space ships to their alien worlds hundreds of millions of light years away. Some believe they are among us in the disguise of humans or goats. Or world leaders. Some people believe the Earth is hollow and the sun is shining there for a super race of holy men. Who reproduce asexually.
Others are ruled by terror television. The Hollywood morals of Moses. The media thrives on absurd beliefs that change every season. New fashions and new products. The world is buzzing with the hype of the next big thing.
We have a very serious choice to make. Up until recently we were very few on this planet. Insignificant. It did not matter what we did. Then we grabbed onto fire and started changing our position in the world. Then came along metal technology. Fire and metal. The age of very bloody wars.
In the last few hundred years we have developed, with fire and metal, amazing war technology. We now have the capability to kill ourselves far into the future.
Our technology is way ahead of our philosophy. We live in terror rule for thousands of years and are still surprised when the state does its next war. To plunder the resources of another land. Making the hounds of war super rich. Using the same thin excuses from our dark history to justify murder and plunder.
We say the enemies are aliens. Evil baby eaters. Their god is the god of flies that eats dog shit. We murder them believing they asked for it and we worship the aristocratic god of the warlords.
Sounds science fiction, doesn’t it.
Well, it is. The future has swallowed us up and we still haven’t caught up to it.
We must wake up or the rule of terror, war and plunder will kill us all.
We are nearly 7 billion people on this planet and it cannot support us if we don’t change what one could call our evil ways.
They are not evil ways. It is simply our nature. We are myopic and aggressive. And we are being forced to change our nature by the world that we have changed.
We are forcing ourselves to evolve into thinking gods or die.
And we already are the gods once we see it, so do the work to get your brain in gear.
Salvation comes when we do it. Live it.
We are the fish gods.
Peace
John Rah
The evidence that our ancestors were fish is written in rock, our DNA, our anatomy and our language that goes beyond words and filters out most lies. Before life on Earth there was life on comets and meteorites. The countless comets are likened onto our own reproductive system. The Earth has been in a state of life bearing for about four billion years. Before then it was far too hot. A mass of cooking elements that had been spit out of the star we call our sun.
Comets and meteorites have crashes like sperm into an egg. And life has taken hold. More than three billion years it took before life had mutated into cellular life. From there it took a trial and error course at mutation. Multi-celled creatures coming and going. The most fit, most adaptive, most industrious became the species to survive. And the most adventurous took the step from below the surface of the water onto land.
Until very recently in Earth’s evolution a brain was little more than a central nervous control center. Millions and millions of years of practically unconscious survival for these new multi-celled creatures.
Then came the mammal. And after much mutation, one of these mammals was a primate. And one of these primates, in very resent history, developed a most curious nature. Whereas most creatures ran from fire, this creature chose to take hold of it. It made eating a new adventure and the creature’s brain grew at an alarming rate. So much so that having offspring became quite a strain on the females. Some religions have chosen to call this a curse.
But let us not get bogged down in detail. We will visit a small community where the primates have developed some technology. The primate is a fairly ignorant creature but has begun to wonder. A new event in the cosmos. For the first time, at least for this solar system and very unlikely often repeated, there was a beginning to questioning. The first questions were likely that of hunting of animals and gathering of food and most confusing, the question of death. There was then a beginning to telling the stories around the campfire at night.
And there were the opportunists. The somewhat more clever and brutal characters. Those more equal than the rest. The first mighty dictators. We will introduce one of these isolated little stories now.
“I am your God and you will do as I say or I will kill you.”
High Priest Cultus smiled and returned to his holy tent to speak with his holy advisor.
“I sense unrest in some of our subjects. The stoning of the insubordinates does not seemed to be enough. I think we need something more.”
Priest Servustus smiled. It was the day he had been waiting for. He was wise enough to never put to question the decisions of High Priest Cultus but this day had brought on a new opportunity. The dawn of the active advisor to the holy dictator.
“We could select the most beautiful virgins to sacrifice on a grand monument every full moon.”
“Servustus. I see you have had some thoughts. Please do elaborate.”
“We will have the subjects build a grand monument of stone. It will be a symbol of your power.”
“A symbol. Very good. It will be for the good of the subjects. It will be our gift to them. We will put meaning to their hard lives of servitude to us.”
High Priest Cultus waited for elaboration.
“Yes. Very wise. For the people. They will see how you love them and have it in their best interest when you dictate to them their obligations.”
They both smiled. They could see a grand scheme opening up before them.
“I will perform the ritual in front of the entire population. It will be a ritual for all time. Every full moon all will gather to watch the sacrifice of a beautiful virgin. And what is it we are sacrificing to.”
“To your continued wisdom, of course. And.”
“Yes, of course, and I have it. So that the sun does not go out. So that the moon will continue to bless our crops. So that our women will bare children.”
“Of course, it makes perfect sense. Without the sacrifice and the obedience to the High Priest and the holy ritual, we would surely die.”
“We must select young virgins and hold them in our temple monument for 13 moon cycles. They will be our sex slaves.”
“We’ll cut out their tongues so they do not speak against us.”
“We will rape them twice a day to keep them meek.”
“And when the evening of the full moon is upon us, a virgin will be selected and be given great honour. Her family will be given great honour for baring such a creature to please the High Priest and the Sun and the Moon.”
“And we will dress her in fine clothes and make a ritual of following her to the top of the monument. We will speak grand speeches and call out to the Sun and Moon.”
They sat for a while and thought about their grand idea. Such ideas, being so grand, would certainly have their symbolic meaning for all time and a High Priest would always rule over his subjects.
“And she will be tied to the holy cross of the Sun and I will drive a knife through her chest and rip out her heart, hold it to the sky with the full moon high in the sky until she is done screaming, then I will take a bite out of her hot pumping heart before throwing it to frighten creatures who are to bow down and chant that I am their one true god. And we will burn her and have her ashes thrown to the holy wind by her mother. A most holy honour.”
“I can’t see why anyone would question this new ritual if we kill anyone who does.”
“Send me the designers. Send the subjects to cut and gather the larges stones. We must start today. This is a most holy undertaking. We are the most holy creatures. All will pay heed and follow our ritual or they will die.”
“Long live High Priest Cultus.”
“Long live Priest Servustus.”
Oh, that this was only a tale.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 02 _ becoming and being
We come from another universe, before this one came away.
Left our dying paradise knowing of the inevitable day.
When time again would bring us back to where we had been.
Again aware we were the gods both becoming and being.
Something has gone wrong with the mighty going insane.
They took the sword and made a law against our young brain.
They taught us how to bow to them and work under the whip.
We cut the trees, carved the oars and were chained into the ship.
We have followed the mad murdering leaders for far too long.
Contented to be blind following the blind singing their songs.
But the time has come to shake off our fears and awaken.
If we believe that they have been chosen by God, we are mistaken.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 03 _ manipulating monkeys
We are using many of the plants and animals as our slaves. We are using other humans as our slaves. It is not a question of right or wrong. We place too much worth on morals. Morals are a convenient parameter but they are always relative, often random symbolic guide lines handed down from the ruling class. Morals, if we care to hold onto them, need to change and evolve with the evolving real world around them. Old unquestioned morals will only make us blind to the reality around us. Unquestioned morals confine us to a fantasy world oblivious to the real world.
The only real important reality we have to concern ourselves with is that we need to survive. This is an instinct that is as much a part of being alive as it is life itself.
When we take corn and breed it how we want and plant it how we want, we run the risk of wiping out the plant. There is a real danger that we have specialized so much with our manipulation that with a little bad luck corn could be wiped out.
So we must get smarter about diversity. We need to save and plant many kinds of corn. We need to be more aware of how we deal with all plants and animals. How they can be of use how they are. We have the ability to control the world but we still lack the wisdom. We are yet to become a creature with foresight. It is not a religious or moral question; it is a question of survival. We only have, to date, this one planet and our over manipulation and mad plundering could kill it. We have already made a real mess of it.
One survival problem with slavery is that slaves will never work for the man; slaves will only work because of the man. The ruling class must always protect their chances of survival with brutal police states, ridiculous religions and a myriad of laws because slaves may one day understand that only the man stands in the way of freedom.
The financial mountains must be leveled off and the valleys filled in. We must bring to an end the age of the super rich ruling class. Because they are not good for our chances of survival.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 04_ i’m right, you’re wrong
I’m right so I know that you’re wrong.
That’s the name of the monkey song.
Everyone knows the truth of creeds.
They say the enemy must bleed.
Words in themselves hold bits of truth.
The world is old still in its youth.
I asked the spirit what she knows.
She showed me how the jungle grows.
God is everything start to end.
When it’s over it just begins.
I know the spirit told me so.
It is now wherever we go.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 05 _ your mother is a slut
You are free to disagree. Always. If not, revolt.
No one is holy; no words are true.
Let us site a couple examples of those we call holy. We’ll start with everyone’s favorite, Jesus Christ. He, himself said, if you want to believe he was a real person, which is not recommended, ‘Why do you call me good. I am not good. I only speak the truth.’ Of course the truth is always relative. To species, to time, to place, to subjective perception of one’s world.
Let us get wild and site a few other famous holy apes. Primates with their grand self-serving propaganda. Oh how the other species of this planet must wonder of the prattling primates.
Moses aka Lord God Almighty. For many, one of the holiest. The great prophet like no other. And what was he famous for. Murder. Terrorism. Genocide. Slavery. Rape. And a mad manipulative moronic mess of laws that are mostly completely wrong. For example, stoning for blasphemy, slaughtering animals for purification and sacred ritual. He was a disturbed hateful brutal dictator. And there was not a thing nice about him. He was not a prophet, for there are no such creatures, and holy, holy shit, he was an insane tyrant.
Shall we mention Mohammed, mass murder, like so many of the so-called great men, pedophile and polygamist, illiterate megalomaniac dictator. Not holy. Not even very nice. And a bald face liar.
Abraham, like Moses, he likely never existed but men like him did and do. Why was he the father of monotheistic religions. Why was he holy. He had sheep and goats and pimped his sister-wife out to kings and lords. Waged wars. Babbled a bit of gibberish. Tried to murder his bastard son. He was a small-minded moron.
There is no such thing as holy. It is often a big con, a cover up for the most vile of criminals. Ones who make nice prayers and speeches and rob widows of their last pennies and slag everyone who does not literally buy into their tragic theater. Not always, of course, but many who have been called holy are holy tyrants. Holy is a word with no real meaning. It is a fantasy. A prattling primate play in the drama of deception.
Don’t believe the hype. You are free to disagree.
And so what if your mother is a slut. Why shouldn’t she be.
one word religion
gyfafy
One sunny day down by the creek, I was playing with my little plastic boat. While I enjoyed my solitude from other humans a man came to me. He was both there and not there. Even though I knew he was there I knew he would not be there if I turn around to look at him. He was really only a part of me that was older and wiser and wanted me to be brave for the lesson I was about to learn.
“Hey, what’s going on.”
“Nothing.”
It was the boy from the other side of the woods. In my imagination he lived with an old witch. I knew he wasn’t my friend. He was trouble. It was his nature, like it was for so many of the crazy humans.
“Come on, tell me.”
How did he know I had a secret.
“I found a bird’s nest with three eggs.”
“Where. Show me.”
I didn’t answer. I had already understood that it was a mistake to have told him. Even the trees seemed to be warning me. This is one from the enemy.
“I promise. I swear to God.”
I didn’t really understand about promises or God although it was the language of my parents. They had explained that God was the mighty ruler of the world and Jesus Christ was his only son and he died because of my sins. It was the meaning they had handed me down from a long line of ancestors. A meaning that didn’t really seem to make too much sense in the woods.
The boy persisted until I gave in and took him to see the nest that he promised not to touch.
And like my instinct had told me already, he was a liar. Like humans so often were. Even if or maybe even especially if they promised to God. It would make as much sense to promise to Donald Duck if you are a liar.
He grabbed all three eggs at once and threw them one after the other at the back of our house.
I stood silent and stared at him.
“They are just stupid robin eggs.”
I remained stubbornly still and silent until he went away.
I didn’t think about the man that had come to visit me until many years later when I had become that man. The world of the humans is not as you might wish it to be. It is up to you to change that.
one word religion
gyfafy
Enlightenment comes to those who look out for it.
It does not come to those who cower in worship.
Life is the real realm for the spirit to be.
It is not a dishonour to come from the sea.
I am in you and you are in me.
one word religion
gyfafy
Had I a washtub I’d build me a one-string base.
If I were a boxer, I’d punch you in the face.
No I ain’t gonna be a Moslem or a Jew.
Don’t wanna be Christian if that’s okay for you.
Fairytales are fine while we look into the past.
This ain’t our first time here, it ain’t to be our last.
I see it clearly now, I’d like to show you too.
There ain’t no secret to it, life is all you do.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 09 _ you were eating me
I saw you there near the ocean floor before we were one cell.
I remember you as a jellyfish swimming like a bell.
I remember you were eating me when you were a big fish.
Then again I was you and you were me and you were my dish.
4 billion years we have gone around the circle fast and slow.
It used to be a mystery to us but now we’ve grown to know.
We have come from very far away in time as well as space.
It’s us again, I know it now; I can see it in your face.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 10 _ we have yet to begin
We are a long way from finished. We have yet to begin. We often rush around looking to get everything finished. Everything dug up and put into piles for the super rich to dictate their distribution. It is a crazy workaholic mindset. And it is a lie.
Monotheism is imperialistic propaganda. Imperialism is slavery and war. Slavery and war is plundering of finite resources. Plundering of finite resources is raping and poisoning of the planet. Raping and poisoning of the planet is suicide and murdering of millions of species of life.
We have no choice but to awaken and stop our greedy ways and look to build a sustainable planet friendly life support system. We may yet be the gods but we are not ordained by God to destroy the planet. Our talents and understanding bring with them a responsibility. We need to be the angelic caretakers of this planet. We are the result of billions of years of hardcore evolution. It is time we awaken to what we are.
Money is dead. Refute the holy lies. It is time to begin enjoying life.
one word religion
gyfafy
There is a common belief around the world that if many people can come to a consensus as to what belief is true that this is proof for the proposed belief.
This however in not true. Blind faith to an unquestioned belief proves only how pathetic the average believer is. A believer will believe that the creed handed down to the believers is ultimate truth and all other belief systems are crazy cults.
Millions will proclaim with sometimes violent opposition that their god is obvious because evidence is all around. How could such a thing as life be without the magic hand of a supernatural being. It has been written in a book that proclaims to be holy that a great magician spoke some words and made the world and the heavens around it. Many well-dressed men have used grand apologetics to prove that the words of our ancestors are true.
Apologetics is nonsense.
Supernatural is an oxymoron. There is no such thing. There are things we do not yet comprehend; none of it is supernatural. The universe is very real as is everything in it.
Our ancestors were mostly fools that understood very little and speculated on everything with the assumption that they were the reason of the universe. They looked for everything to have a meaning.
Everything matters but there likely is no ultimate meaning. Meaning is subjective and relative to every individual.
Believe in no creed. Embrace learning, read from many creeds and myths. And leave them all behind. There is no big secret. It is all around us. We can take it how it is.
one word religion
gyfafy
You can make a lot of money scaring the shit out of people. Or you can be a W.E.E.D person. Join the W.E.E.D movement.
We Enjoy Every Day.
Rebel against the totalitarian god paranoia. Reject the police state security scam.
The unholy trinity. The Torah. The Holy Scriptures. That is the first corner stone to the rule by terror divide and concur story. The story of Jesus trying to reject the terror and Paul rewriting the old terror laws in a new book is the second corner stone. And the Koran, which is mostly plagiarism of the two before it when not confounding gibberish, is the third corner stone of the holy bloody lie.
Is there anything good to say about this mind terror fairytale trilogy of lies and all their schisms.
They are all very clear in their confoundedness. If all three are taken as one and read and interpreted, it shows and warns us of the condition of the human mind. It shows how brutal the God justified dictatorship of tyranny really is. All three expose themselves as horror fairytales. Pornographic mindocide. A tale of slavery, rape, plunder, war, genocide, incest and all the things we say we hold as abomination made holy by the very vampires that demand our servitude and worship.
And when that is understood, we can remember what we have learned by playing the childish game of follow the leaders. And we can then take down the pyramid of dictatorship and build a saner system where lies are not holy and questioning mad fairytales is not blasphemy.
Waking up is not easy but it is simple; one must simply let go of the belief in ultimate authority.
For there is none. Even if there was a god, he, she, it does not partake in the writing of terror fairytales to scare the living shit out of slave idiots.
Learn and teach and reject the authority of our ancestors. When the blind lead the blind, all fall into the ditch.
There is no holy word. A free language will set us free. Be a WEED.
one word religion
gyfafy
If there is no such thing as supernatural, one might ask, how do you explain extra sensory perception, gurus, shaman, faith healing, magic and all the other strange events that are often reported.
Bullshit.
Of course that should be enough but there will still be those who chose to believe, put their faith in those talking gibberish, hope for redemption from greater powers. Because we are still fairly frightened monkeys trying to find our place in such an ever growing immense universe. We are exposed. Suddenly our evolution has made us aware of life and death and our part in it. We are likened onto the gods. Knowing.
But what is extra sensory perception if not just another oxymoron. It is a lie. Now there are events that may make one want to see things as beyond the material. Often they are blind luck. Educated guesses. And in some cases millions of years of instinct. We do not know all that is in our instinct. We don’t know how literally we are connected to all that is. Our distancing from the rest of the world through our artificial world of entertainment and money concerns has severed us from natural understanding of the real world around us. There are other creatures sharing our world and they all communicate and have been doing so since before we all crawled out of the sea. Sensory perception is much more than we cognitively perceive. We have been millions of years symbolizing our perception so that we can survive. It is but a small piece of what is going on in our brains.
Be wary of anyone who claims to have special powers, especially if they are making a living with these questionable talents.
We are beasts. We are becoming the angels and everything about us, and our part in, it is real. When we drop the lies the reward will be much more magnificent than the small-minded tricks we play on one another to sell fantasy. Knowledge will make mockery of those demanding servitude because they hold the secrets.
There are no secrets. The mind is a grand adventure and we are just starting to learn what it is. It is not a realm to be harnessed.
one word religion
gyfafy
It matters. In the beginning of this universe was energy. No space, no matter. The foundation of matter is energy. Matter is energy. Energy is what makes matter. Since the start of this universe space and time and matter have been growing and evolving. Matter is the way for it to manifest its awareness of itself. A slow becoming of energy into matter, matter into life and life into awareness of being. God awakening through being. Us, the gods, the vantage points of the awakening of life, the crown of matter, knowing that we are. Knowing that it is here and now that we perceive that we are in and part of the universe looking, reflecting back upon itself.
And knowing that it is a grand event. Heaven is real. It is when we are in it. We are now in it.
one word religion
gyfafy
I fear I have nothing today to say of cheer.
There is a point that I must make perfectly clear.
All the queens are bitches all the kings are mad pricks.
Their grand whores, priests and lawyers, masters of cheap tricks.
They force-feed us bald face lies to show them as grand.
They hoard the mineral wealth and rape all the land.
They have too much already and still they want more.
They send us to the mines; they send us off to a war.
We are sick of it now, we have opened our eyes.
Authority and rank is nothing but mute lies.
The world is run by the criminally insane.
Off with their heads if they do not stop their rude game.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 16 _ let them eat television
“Give the peasants television.”
TV antennas, satellite dishes, cables running through every home. The peasants are happy again. Wallowing in their bile. Brains drained and will broken. Learning to obey the merchant’s laws. Bow down and buy.
“They are getting bored again. A few of them have been asking questions.”
“Turn the news shows into world terror panic. That will keep them quiet and ready to kill the enemy.”
“Grand idea. Let us demolish a couple towers and make it a world news show. We can shut the eyes of the environmental friendly pests and they will again politely ignore the systematic plundering of land and ocean.”
Our mistake is to believe that terror is new. The warlords have been ruling with terror through hundreds of generations. Religions, especially monotheistic fairytales, are terror. The ruling class has always dictated their mess of laws with terror. Posing as royalty, they dictate what is to be justifiable to the peasants and have them kill one another when they forget that they need only obey and follow the rules.
Religious work ethics take the place of chains.
Poetic justice as written by the mighty merchants.
The American Dream. The home of the brave and the land of the free.
Home of the slaughtered Indian Braves, women, children, animals, air, land and water. Land of the Free enterprise merchants. Marketing madness. Big fat lies. Plastic trash. Debt and depravity.
Rivers filled with arsenic to collect bits of gold. As if gold mattered more than water. Air plugged up with the burning of oil because everyone is free to work to buy a moving oil burning machine. Work to buy the fuel. Work to pay the repairs on their oil burning machines. Work to pay the taxes to pay to cover the land with payment.
Working for the man every day to try to earn the pay; for without money there is no way you can even pretend to be free in America. Mute slavery and war to secure mineral wealth. Changing its face with the changing of the times. Still it is slavery and war.
And like it always is, the slavery and war serves very few.
“Well, at least they have a job.”
A job to plunder the planet.
The warlords have made themselves the gods. And we have accepted their deity wrapped in a cheap holy lie.
You get to choose nothing. Vote if you like the illusion of choice but you obey and buy what they shove down you throats.
America. You are slaves.
There is no American dream. There is only Totalitarian Police Terror State. You are murdering strangers and yourselves for no other reason than to serve the warlords.
The pigs own all the money, your debt, your servitude, control all the mineral wealth, own land and sky, and the heavens. They have all the control.
You can pretend democracy is real, or your godless church, if it makes it easier to be a slave.
But slaves you are.
With no free will.
Just obey and keep your eyes wide shut.
It is only paradise you are missing and killing.
For the benefit of a few sorry pricks.
We are evolving to intelligent creatures, not slaves and soldiers. We need to work less and play more.
It is time to awaken.
one word religion
gyfafy
We are already here and this is the real trip.
We are in a cycle in a cycle in it.
The evil priests stole heaven, put it in a box.
The lawyers and police think they have it well locked.
But the box is just part of it and so are they.
Just a silly game the mad monkeys like to play.
one word religion
gyfafy
Just short of 14 billion years of this universe one species of animal among countless on one planet among countless, has a thumb across from 4 fingers and gets a grip on a stick. And a grip on a stone and fire. This species is a little different from the other creatures. And this little difference hurls the walking on two leg animals into very odd developments. Art, attempts at culture, language, technology, knowledge and then to stop it all, religion of lies and brain drain television.
14 billion years and a bunch of jokers decide to propagate theism. The ultimate dictatorship. Slavery. Mindocide. Demented depravity.
What are we doing with our billions of years of instinct. What has happened to this becoming of many and diversifying.
There is a poison in the system.
The Moses syndrome. The will to power over others. To compensate for the lack of power over one’s self. Luxury through lies.
Wake up. Know your self. Think differently. Change your mind.
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gyfafy
The universe is close enough to perfect, which makes it practically perfect for if it were perfectly perfect it would be a perfect non-event, which would make it the same as nothing. Static. A model. A piece of art. And thus not perceivable. Perception requires continuous events that are by nature always changing.
No one ever has ever been told by any one true god or angel sent by any one true god what to propose as ultimate truth. Those who claim such affiliation are deceivers. Bald face liars. Criminally insane manipulating murdering maniacal slave drivers.
There is no ultimate truth, never was, never will be. It is a hairless ape illusion perceived in drunken self-involvement. Ultimate truth is not possible in an evolving universe.
Religion is a brutal farce. Mad merchants own governments. Lawyers are leeches. The twin tower show was a big con for fools who think they are free.
Believing is a serious denial of the obvious. The news tells you lies to entertain you dry. The world has been turned into a big commercial. A comedy farce.
We are the gods evolving.
Always on the trip.
End idiocy. Wake up.
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gyfafy
Using words to make a creed, a religion, is like pinning a butterfly to the wall.
Words that can’t fly become quickly crippled and sick.
Their meaning is lost and the language becomes meaningless babble.
Like it is now. Many mad men making much mumbo jumbo, not anything really being said.
Save your language by taking an active part in it. Make your words fly with the matter of the subject. Don’t resort to retelling old sayings. Know what you are talking about. Use your mind and take an active part in making the language you use live. For language is a wonderfully brilliant creature.
one word religion
gyfafy
Life went through billions of years of hell before one of the life forms began to understand that it had inherited paradise.
It is a lie to say one must die to go to heaven. It is a half-truth. For life to evolve it must die and be born again and again to mutate millions of times to find its way to awareness. One must live to be in heaven. Without the body there is no soul. Matter is the soul of our being. A real physical reality. Then and only then, can we find ourselves in heaven. On a little piece of paradise.
To become aware, awake, to know that a place where one is aware of one’s presence, that is paradise. We are here.
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gyfafy
Mother Theresa was a dirty rotten whore for the warlords.
Sounds both unfair and science fiction and had our situation not made it necessary to explain this, it could have been left for the passing of time to bury in insignificance.
But we are under attack from such deceptions now and need to see what we are looking at. We need to understand the difference between a bald face lie and a probable explanation that will help us make decisions appropriate for our, including the other life forms, immediate and sustainable future survival.
So think about the actions of the little bitch.
First of all, the habit is bullshit. We have accepted that a hat defines a character and religious hats mean honest and kind. Sometimes those with habits are kind. Unfortunately, the nature of religion precludes honesty.
Mother Theresa was a bitch. (Mother There’s a bitch)
The only real thing she did was establish a good name for the catholic institution and set up more churches to help brainwash more illiterate humans so they will be happy in their poverty. Submissive and quiet. Dying happy knowing the authority must be right because they have the hats and habits. Accept that the world was made by a mad jealous god in six days six thousand years ago while on a megalomaniacal mental meltdown.
When you see the true picture you will see that Jesus would be calling the Catholic Church, and every other church, synagogue and mosque the demented den of thieves. The venomous mad snakes. Then like now.
We might like to think they are really evil lizards but they are part of us. There are no real ‘them and us’. The idea, the game, of the elite or ruling class is taken too seriously. It’s a concept. Not a reality. There is now reason to prostrate oneself to prattling priestly pricks propagating poisonous platitudes.
There is no real authority. The only law that is real is that of physics and survival.
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gyfafy
chapter 23 _ plunder and slavery
Religion likes to market itself as the solution to life. It is by definition a death cult. Submit your life. Die and go to heaven. So not only is this false advertisement, it has poisoned our language and thus our minds.
Religion, the prostitute of the warlords, is a big part of the problem to the solution of life.
A toxic non-sustainable system of plunder and slavery all in the name of economic growth and ownership is a problem.
Consumer madness, gadget intoxication, is a problem.
The solution is for us to learn life and actively take a part in it. In the now. Slow down and take hold of eternity before it slips away.
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gyfafy
Violence supports military rule.
Everyone’s a terrorist or a fool.
No submit means die.
Shut up and obey.
Hide behind a club.
Watch it fade away.
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If we as primates should die before we see it.
Then we will have to evolve as something other.
We will come to see it again for the first time.
And we will remember this as if it was now.
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chapter 26 _ three layered split brain
A lazy lizard sunning its self on a rock knows no holy trinity. Its knowing is a singularity. A dream state. Simi-awareness focused on reacting to environment.
Humans share its brain. Inherited its brain. Birds. Alligators. Mammals all have what we call the reptilian brain. The central command center for perception, reaction and survival function.
Mammals have a layer over this ancient command center that lends itself well to more social interaction. Feelings. Primates, some sea creatures, have another layer. The development of intelligence. A place for language. Thinking.
The holy trinity. Brain core, half a billion years in all creatures. Second layer, not nearly so old. Third layer. Practically new. Still a child. Experimenting and discovering.
We must understand that there is much going on in our heads. With the brain also cut down the middle, it’s not surprising that we get contradiction in our own thinking. To avoid this confusion, often one or two layers are neglected by its user. Fear of the monsters in dark places.
This is partial suicide. The monsters are our heritage. We were once coldblooded lizards.
Culture, especially religious, teaches us to free our minds of contradictory perspectives. To ignore the universe of our minds. Deny that instinct is good for anything. It just plays tricks with us. Making us do things against our better judgment. Better judgment is still a child compared to instinct.
There is a conscious effort to hold life down, kick the shit out of it and drain its life force. Billions of years to get this far, a long way ahead of inert elements, and no one cares to celebrate what we have.
Endangered species, forests and jungles are slaughtered for any random reason. Kids shoot each other because it is profitable for weapons manufactures and banks. We poison everything with all our oil-based chemical products because it is profitable for a few. We have become the planet destroyers and stupid submissive slaves.
Fear and serve God. God the mighty lie to justify the ruling class abuse of the world of slaves.
We need to rethink our reality game. There is nothing holy that can be owned. There are no gods above us. There are none below us.
There is life. And we are this part of it.
The planet is suffocating because we cling to ignorance and obedience. We refuse to wake up to the now. To the obvious. We are a world of slaves.
It’s okay to have voices in your head. They are yours. They are people you have met.
They are collected over millions of years. Surviving many of the dinosaurs and keeping them with us in us. Evolving to survive. Surviving not to serve man made lies. Surviving to become the gods who have the power to protect life on the planet. The planet that made us. Literally bore us up out of the mud.
There was no meaning before us. Meaning is created by consciousness.
It’s a step beyond physics and beyond biology. Meaning is not the responsibility of a board of directors. Men with hats fabricating bogus lies to make women dogs and nations slaves.
The myths and creeds and religions that we have pieced together are more than nothing. That gives us some meaning with which to play. A collection of curious ideas from our brutal past.
It is not for us to believe what we are told. It is up to us to perceive and speculate. And create meanings that assist us to protect rather than rape our oasis of life. And build new worlds to celebrate it.
The gods will smile back at us.
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gyfafy
chapter 27 _ impossible to believe
It is necessary to make it impossible to believe everything that I say.
To reduce the risk of belief.
You say there’s contradiction in the things I say.
But it’s good to change your mind every other day.
If there’s an answer there’s a chance to hit it once.
Better a scattered thinker than a stable dunce.
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gyfafy
chapter 28 _ culture of fables
Culture. The customs we follow and construct our identity from, are all lies. Lies may be too hard to swallow so let us, for protocol sake, call it random speculation.
On random speculations from the self-ordained wise and holy, a construct is built over generations to become a framework for what we are. For so many generations we have bowed to the fable of the faultless holy foundation. The bases of our beliefs have become hidden by the fantastic framework we now accept as our heritage. The framework is then covered by shiny cladding. The cladding polished and reshaped. Until a culture is slave to a foundation of random speculations that can no longer support the over laden super structure. And it breaks apart.
And we get what we have now. Desperate lunatics running after any semblance of a framework to give a meaning to the matter of their beings.
Religion. Cult. Merchant marketing.
Keep them ignorant. That’s the purpose of religion and its variations. Believe. Don’t think. Don’t question. Don’t look. Question your faith and you will lose it.
It’s time to realize our ancestors were wrong. Not simply wrong. Intricately wrong. Random conclusions stemming from fear and uncertainty. Myopic muttering.
Everything is still wide open for speculation.
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gyfafy
Prophets cannot read the future.
Future cannot be read.
Prophets sure can write the future.
With the mad things they said.
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gyfafy
chapter 30 _ it’s the way it is
“It’s the way it is.”
Most kids get to hear such a statement in one of hundreds of languages since the advent of language in human culture.
With that, the kid should understand. Do it how it is done here or be put to death, excommunicated or imprisoned and tortured.
This, of course, does not prove that it need be done how it is being done. Only that it is still being done how it has been done for a long time. And those in charge of how it is done are called the authority. They have the holy titles. They decide who gets taken out of camp and stoned to death. People slaughtered for using the Lord’s name in vain. For stepping out of line.
The lords don’t have God given authority over us; they have simply taken it. Taken our freedom to choose. Built us a box of rules and demanded our subordination and first born from wife and animals. Made us into their slaves.
And the slaves dig in the mines, build them grand palaces, temples, tabernacles, churches, synagogues, mosques, crafted by the best craftsmen with the finest of materials, precious stones and metals.
But it was, as it still is, an elaborate lie.
A lie propagated through the ages so the mighty merchants, lawyers and priests, can steal heaven from under our feet.
So they can live in material luxury in the palaces and religious structures made from the riches, sweat, blood, lives and freedom of the fearful believers.
Tyrants will deceive. They call themselves holy.
Fools will follow.
The lie has been exposed.
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gyfafy
A billion people believing the moon is made of cheese will not make it so.
This doesn’t prove there isn’t a god anymore than believing in one does.
For some people, oak trees are God. I don’t believe it.
But I wouldn’t say there are no oak trees.
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gyfafy
Make it up as you go along.
Step off the trodden path.
Know every truth is also wrong.
Learn languages and math.
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chapter 33 _ where are you going
Where are you going.
Walking with your head down.
Keep your head up and watch.
There’s no light on the ground.
Have you been waiting for guidance.
Are you discontented with the game.
Did you give in when they leaned on you.
Are you looking for something to blame.
Those who would make you submissive
are the evil ones.
Those who offer you security
are the frightened ones.
Those who proclaim the only truth
are the false ones.
Those who would have the way fixed
are the lost ones.
The way is not written.
There is no lock on the door.
If someone offers a key,
Throw it down on the floor.
You must walk the path unguided.
Let your awareness show you the way.
Keep your life in your own hands.
Be alive to the fullest all of your days.
one word religion
gyfafy
chapter 34 _ for the dead bird
Creationism is an evil insult. It is a heinous vile lie against life. It is a small-minded fairytale that ignores billions of years of evolution. It suggests that the universe is an after thought to the creation of creatures made to serve and worship the maker. It attempts to negate countless generations of struggle to survive for countless creatures. It ignores the obvious to make fools of intelligent creatures for the sake of perverted power and material luxury for the very few of but one species in a world of so many.
Creationism proposes that it is because of sin that we die. It is a lie. Everything dies over and over. It is the cycle of life and death that allows creatures to mutate and thus evolve to adapt to a changing environment.
The story of the first sin depicts not the first humans becoming mortal; it depicts their awareness of a mortal body. And it is but half awareness. When the messenger of understanding announces a few thousand years later that we must be born again, we start to understand the workings of evolution. Without death and rebirth there is no evolution and without evolution there is no diversity of creatures of life. There is no evolving of creatures with awareness. Death is not the enemy of life; it is one side of it.
The journey to awareness is a several billion years adventure. The journey after awareness has just begun. And no one knows where it will take us. Where we will take it.
We have only just started to become the creatures awake. We are the creators from here on. Now is when we know a lie from a truth. Now is when we tear down the temples of lies and expel the slugs of hell that dare insult billions of years of evolution.
We are the gods.
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gyfafy
chapter 35 _ is god a megalomaniac
If a tree falls in the forest it makes a sound. If a tree falls in a vacuum it does not.
One true god cannot exist. A one true god would have to be not changing and all knowing. It would have to be every possible universe at every possible stage of development in an eternal cycle with no beginning or end. And that is not our definition of god.
Our definition of god is a petty jealous winy lonely mad man that creates and destroys at a whim. He is a megalomaniac murderer and can’t decide if he prefers, Jews, Christians or Moslems. Never mind the countless schism of all the isms. If there was a God, we mock her with our narrow-minded absurd hateful beliefs.
On planet Earth, the Earth creatures are the gods. The creatures that create sounds that are witnessed by other creatures are the gods. The creature that influences its environment in any way and perceives in any way its participation in its environment is a god.
Or call it something else. Make it mean something else until you see that we are always in the middle of eternity. We are because we can be.
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gyfafy