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Before we enter into the full description of today's topic I would like to address a few preliminary topics.
First, on the topic of "He who does not work shall not eat" (letter from Paul to the 2 Thessalonians) which most of you use to justify your lack of charity and even scorn for charitable works. It is not positive that Paul even wrote that particular letter but that it may have been written by one of Paul's followers. That letter was written to the Thessalonians about a particular visit he made to them with members of his own personal following; those people were on that mission to demonstrate an example and not to set a precedent. Also, from another of Paul's letters (I believe a letter to Timothy) Paul admonishes the recipients "It has been made known to me that some of you claim to belong to Paul, others to Titus, or to this one or that one."
Was Paul crucified for your sins? No. He was not. When you justify your greed, gluttony, jealousy, and idolatry based upon a single line taken out of context (he who does not work shall not eat) then you are denying the charity and forgiveness preached by Jesus Christ, the embodiment of shema, and the law of the covenant of life with Noah.
(The girl who sat down next to me wants glory and recognition on the internet because she sat down next to me deliberately to type a treatise to try and distract me--tell me she doesn't have her own laptop. She probably takes a typing class deliberately to be able to sit down next to people and bother them)
Why does everyone feel self-righteous in being stingy with charity? Because all of you are frustrated by your jobs, you are frustrated by your own wants and desires, you are frustrated by the things you cannot have because you have not yourselves devoted yourselves to the path of God. The path of God does not bring to you all of those things which you want. The path of God does not give you a straight line to God's ear to ask for what you want. The path of God is the state of nirvana wherein you have learned to accept God's will, you have learned to practice the patience to wait for what God gives to you freely, you have the self-confidence and the self-control to know that you will not die without it.
That which causes you to sin--get rid of it. You will not die without it. All of you believe that, if you gave up your jobs and gave up your pursuits and gave up your hobbies to devote yourselves to the Lord, then you would live a miserable and wretched existence of begging and digging through dumpsters and trash cans and living in filth and disease and pooping your pants and urinating down your leg or diving into alcohol or submitting to needles and drugs and whoring yourselves out for five dollars every time it rains.
What do you think I am doing out here? I am demonstrating for you that you do not need to do the horrible, debasing, humiliating things which you submit yourselves to in order that you may keep what you have and get what you want. You do not need to do those things. Hungry, sure. Who cares? You spend a few months walking around arguing with God about what you want and how hungry you are and God continually reminds you that you are not dead, you will not die, and there is no need to go digging through dumpsters or trash cans. Cold, sure, sometimes. Who cares? You spend a few months arguing with God and eventually you grow accustomed to waiting for the sun to rise. Hard place to sleep, sure. Who cares? You spend a few months arguing with God and complaining about the aches and pains and eventually your muscles harden up. No sex, sure. Who cares? You spend a few months arguing with God about what you need and why you should have it and why you want it so bad and then God reminds you that he gave you full control over your own body for a good reason. No friends, sure. Who cares? You spend a few months arguing with God about how you need someone to talk to and how you need friends and God continually reminds you that those people are all trying to get you killed, arrested, or into really bad situations for their own benefit anyway.
None of you trust GOd.
So what happens when you do not trust God?
Well, this world has puppet parties.
Now, before we actually really move into this topic allow me to remind everyone that I live in an area which is able to put escorts and watchpersons on the bus within one or two stops of me entering the bus. I live in an area which is able to follow me around by cell phone whenever I walk between the church and the library. I live in an area which is able to recruit a parade of people to begin whenever I sit down anywhere and which ceases within thirty seconds of my leaving. Yet this is an area which cannot produce a burrito, a pack of peanuts, and a daily portion of marijuana? Sally stopped by yesterday evening to ask if I wanted a "handful of corn chips"... had I taken them then she would have told me that she gave to me a handful of what I wanted, that I didn't even acknowledge her means she went to tell everyone that I didn't want any. No more excuses, buttwipes. Marijuana, burrito, peanuts.
On the walk up to here (local library is closed on Monday) I noticed that the people tracking my nearly every move were able to adjust to my sudden bolt before I made it past Prospect on Torrey Pines. So do not blame me that this material is being written. They knew full well what was going to happen, they knew full well what my request was--and I have not made a demand, I have not declared war, I have not tried to bully them. God has told me, in no uncertain terms, that twenty-five years of trying to get me killed and five years of trying to starve me into submission qualifies as completely inexcusable bestial treatment.
God also informed me, through a messenger (who may or may not have known exactly what he was saying or what he was implying), that there are people who have said that, if I write this material, they will debilitate me, put me on life support, mutilate or maim me, or outright kill me. Allow me to remind you of the fellow whose name may have been "Peter" who claimed to some to be a gardener around the Shores and claimed to other people to be a homicide detective--he said he was going to put me in a hospital bed for three months because I had written something else which he didn't like. Did he ever come close? No. Allow me to remind you of the people who hired the sniper-style gunman back around '00 to pick me off as I was driving home from work. I heard the bullet go through the read windows of my car and, on that night, thought,"WTF was that? It sounded like a bullet going through my rear windows" (which I had rolled down on that night). Guess what? IT WAS. That particular guy was picked because he was known for being able to sight and time people moving at sixty miles/hour and never miss. Since that night his hit ratio has been closer to 50%. Sin does that for you. The devil gives you a good run at what you do but, because it is sin, eventually everyone begins to taper off towards failure and infamy. Allow me to remind you of Gator who had practiced for a week on a dart board because he was going to gut my solar plexus because he wanted to have sex with Pixie using his knife (that has something to do with puppet parties). What happened to him? I kicked his ass and took his knife away.
Why did God allow me to even get hit? Well, God never said life wouldn't have trying moments. Even on the path of God you are not completely protected and coddled. God wants life to be exhilarating and exciting sometimes. What God said is that, if you trust completely in him, you will not die.
Allow me to remind you that the modern day equivalent of the assassin's guild has already told you people that this contract is no longer up for sale, not for any amount of money, not for love, not for power, not for anything. They didn't say that because they like me (they wish they knew how I keep managing to step out of the way--faith in God, my friends); they said that because of this thing called supply and demand. They are somewhat unhappy that their best, brightest, finest and fastest come back crippled or not at all.
The path of God is so freeing not because it allows me to write whatever I want, and not because it allows me to do whatever I want, but because it allows me to do and write whatever God tells me to without worrying about the blackmail and repercussions and resentment that keeps the rest of you in check and in line.
On the topic of blackmail and repercussions and resentment we should begin moving to puppet parties.
Not everybody has puppet parties. Real puppet parties are a delicate matter and even though the puppet party itself is enough blackmail to keep the participants silent there is always the possibility that somebody may say the wrong something to the wrong someone else and then we may need to hold a few more puppet parties just to keep all of the unexpected enlightened people quiet (which usually means dead).
Let us discuss why we have puppet parties. We have puppet parties because there is something which really really really needs to be done. Imagine a master drill sergeant with a group of Navy SEALS, the 9/11 attackers probably had a puppet party, Japanese kamikazes likely had puppet parties. There is something which needs to be done because it is the mission, it is the assignment, it is the directive, there is lots of money riding on this, or so-and-so who owns half the continent got mad because so-and-so snapped his ass with a towel at the bathhouse resort (that's the real reason for the '93 Iraq war... Saddam snapped Bush, Sr.'s ass with a towel in a shower room somewhere and Bush, Sr. got all mad about it) and so we've been told that we need to get this done. Obviously this is not about God though, in the arena of tee-totallers and straight edge type people, they tell themselves that they are doing "God's work". They are not doing God's work. They are running a carefully groomed script which preserves their money, authority, power, prestige, honor, whateveryouwant to call it. If they were really doing God's work then they would focus more on living without subservience to their financial masters and concentrate on serving God and God alone. Funny how everyone wants to hunt down marijuana, opium, and beer but they'll happily go kill a hundred people or ruin the lives of thousands just to make a few bucks.
In the modern day world we do not often have puppet parties in readiness for war or village burning or genocide anymore. Mostly, in today's world, it is in preparation for completely screwing over business partners, completely ruining their lives, casting them, their familes, and entire neighborhoods into poverty and despair. Which wouldn't happen if they had faith in God... so there's plenty of sin to go around on all sides.
Have you ever had your manager, your supervisor, your professor, your investment broker, your insurance agent, your parents, your spouse, your "best" friends, or some random person you've just bumped into bait and lead you into an argument or a fight and just completely break you down to the point of frustrated crying--which obviously results in humiliation and shame afterwards? Have you ever wondered how that person could so completely misconstrue the facts, take everything out of context, blame everything on you, and completely ignore or dismiss their own wrongdoings, faults, and failings?
To drive a psychologically charged and completely dishonest situation is indeed psychologically taxing and quite a trial for everyone involved. So how is it that you sat there and were humiliated and shamed while they seemed to be able to go through it with stoic steadfastness?
Because they had a puppet party. A puppet party is a psychological training session. "This is going to be terrible, it's going to be horrible, it's going to go against everything which you've been taught is good and right in the world, it's going to be messy, it's going to be utterly satanic level despicable, but you are going to go through it, you are going to get through it, you are going to do what you're told and we're going to get this thing done. By the end of it all of you will get off and, likely, because we're all deep down primitive humans, some of you may even find yourselves hating yourselves because in some way you liked it. That's what we have to do."
That is a puppet party. At the progressively lower levels of management we don't have actual puppet parties. Sometimes it's dogs, cats, chickens, goats, rabbits, or teenagers, or even just plain old covenant style party gatherings, or actual stuffed puppets with the appropriate screams and wailings playing on a radio in the background...
But it is all based upon a puppet party.
So, this being the internet, we have the concept of "sock puppet". What's the next thing in a sexual context to sock puppet. Well, obviously, c and s are interchangeable.
So what's a puppet party?
When setting up a puppet party we have all of the people we know are going to go through it. Then we have one or a few or more who we know are squeamish--they'll get right up to the door and then, upon learning the full realization of what they're into, they'll back out. We have those because we're going to kill them for being squeamish (they'll go hide at home, they'll know we're going to get them, but they don't have the faith in God to walk out of their homes and take flight so we'll get them). The squeamish ones are also to give the others that last chance to take strength in numbers and back out... we'll kill them too.
So, upon entering the puppet party, you have the veterans who have done this before. They get right in there.
What is a puppet party?
Remember that the first thought of the first man, upon meeting the first woman, was,"I cannot eat it. What else am I able to do with it."
A puppet party is a psychological training session to whitewash the participants and reset them to their most primitive state. The puppet is what else the man is able to do with it if he cannot eat it. Puppets may be male or female or, in most puppet parties, both. Doesn't matter. Sometimes we actually need both there because we're conditioning the "puppet masters" to recognize that they're controlling a puppet of this gender or that gender. If you cannot make the puppet fit (which you're supposed to be able to do, that's part of the man's self-confidence in overcoming the Asmodeus strangling problem, but since nobody is really in that primitive state of ten thousand years ago, and they're all doing it for the money, sometimes they cannot make the puppet fit using the appropriate entry tunnel...which may be either, or, or both depending upon the script that we need for the puppet party)... if you cannot make the puppet fit then we have this knife.
When you reach that point in your sexual relationship that you are using lubricant with your spouse and your spouse says "use only a little", they are actually trying to imitate a puppet party. When you use the knife only use it as little as possible.
If your puppet stops responding then you need to slap it around some (how can you have any pudding if you don't beat your meat?). If your puppet really stops responding then "yours doesn't seem to be working anymore... here, have another one."
If the puppets scream too much we have a gag.
Often we want the puppets to scream. That is part of the psychological training. That is how your managers, supervisors, professors, spouses, whoever manages to endure your sobbing and wrenching when they've baited you into that situation and completely twisted and misrepresented the facts--they've been desensitized and trained to treat you like a baby... errr, I mean puppet.
The strongman is the one whose lower abdominal muscles are so tight that he doesn't need to hold his puppet up with his own hands. We haven't seen a real strongman in centuries.
Once the puppets are on then we often have you get together and get your puppets to meet with each other and hold each other and play with each other (while they're screaming and crying and gagging and, if we had to use the knife, bleeding). Sometimes we even have a puppet... "yours seems to be actually enjoying this". That doesn't happen often and, if it does happen, then often that puppet is allowed to live because they may be useful in the years to come in parties which, psychologically similar to puppet parties, aren't actual puppet parties. Call them f$#k-dolls.
Has everyone figured out what a puppet party is by now?
This happens. It happens often. It happens regularly. This is how the management trains itself to be able to keep you in line. This is how the investment bankers densensitize themselves to selling entire segments of the population into slavery. It is a psychological toll to exploit and dehumanize your fellow humans--but they tell themselves that they need to do it for the money, for the power, for the position, to preserve their authority, because otherwise they would be on the streets begging and digging through trash cans and whoring themselves out for a five dollar needle.
Are we able to see the lack of faith?
I am here demonstrating what real faith looks like.
Would you like for me to begin telling people on the street about puppet parties? There is no law against it.
Marijuana, burrito, peanuts. Double quilted quick.
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