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Fear: the root of prejudice, blame, contempt, hatred, hysteria, phobia & paranoia

June 11, 2012

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When we fear something, we tend not to take initiative to explore it, right? I find it notable how shocked people can be about some presumptions that have been quite normal in other cultures, such as prejudices and hatred and contempt and belligerence.

Consider that it is actually rather simple. If I was 2 years old and terrified of big dogs, would I be eager to go pet one? When I fear something, I tend to resist exploring it, right?
Werewolf little red riding hood

Werewolf little red riding hood (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We could be at the zoo and looking at the pretty fish in the aquarium near the entrance and everything is going really great until we get near the den of the wolves. Wolves look a lot like big dogs to me. I do not even want to look at them from a distance. Eventually, my parents realize that it is best to just move on to the big cat section.

However, by then, I have already been put on edge by the mere thought of going to see the wolves. Anyway, what were my parents trying to do? Don’t they know the stories about wolves, like the Three Little Pigs and Little Red Riding Hood?
Red Riding Hood by George Frederic Watts

Red Riding Hood by George Frederic Watts (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Now that I am thinking about wolves and big dogs, even a sudden noise can make me upset. I see a little girl that reminds me a little bit of Little Red Riding Hood. She is walking toward the den of wolves. Should I warn her? Doesn’t she realize the danger she is in? How can she be so naive?

I keep quiet and keep walking. Then we pass near some kind of weird monster that I have never seen. It is a little bit like the Incredible Hulk except brown and hairy. My dad says that it is an ape. I can see for myself that it is clearly a werewolf. I announce to my parents that I hate the zoo and that I do not want to even see a picture of that wolfman, which they keep insisting is an ape called a baboon.


The next day, I go to a class. The teacher is concerned about my prejudice against wolves in particular and monsters in general. I interrupt class with violent outbursts about how some little girl at the zoo does not even really matter to me because she wore red and everyone knows that is a stupid thing to do. I say that I do not want to talk about it, then take 4 minutes to explain why I do not want to talk about it. The teacher then recommends that we go visit the authorities about getting some prescription drugs to cure my attention deficit disorder.

Now, the story that I just described may not have happened exactly like that. However, fear and distress not only can lead to prejudice, but to hysteria about the prejudices of other people.
How can innocent children be afraid of a harmless monster trapped in a cage at the zoo? Because the children are simply terrified. They do not need to talk about it and they do not need drugs, though talking about it can trigger more terror and drugs can impair the functioning of their nervous system so as to repress their agitated adrenalin panics.
How can people be terrified with arachnophobia (which is another word for the fear of having hundreds of spiders crawl all over you while you are sleeping)? Because some people find that terrifying, disgusting, frightening, repulsive, and, in some cases, extremely funny, like when you frighten your uncle with a fake plastic spider and you believe that your uncle really believed that it was a real spider, whether or not he actually knew that it is was the same fake spider that you used to try to scare him four minutes ago.
How can people be terrified of a family member? Because they are terrified (and perhaps ashamed).
How can people be terrified with sexuality or homophobia? Because they are terrified (and perhaps ashamed).
How can people be terrified about abortion? Because they are terrified (and perhaps ashamed).
How can people be terrified of war? Because they are terrified (and perhaps ashamed).
How can be people be terrified about epidemics or famines or pollution or global warming or toxic foods and medicines? Because they are terrified (and perhaps ashamed).
How can people be terrified of a particular group of people that they expect may soon launch a war against them or commit crimes to their detriment? Because they are terrified.
Little Red Riding Hood, Iraq version

Little Red Riding Hood, Iraq version (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

What if the group of people are the local mafia or a foreign drug cartel or communist assassin spies from a foreign country? Then that is the trigger of the terrified hatred.
What if the feared people have unusual skin color or facial features? Then that is the trigger of the terrified hatred. That form of phobia may be called racism.
What if the feared people live in a particular part of town or belong to a particular political group? Then that is the trigger of the terrified hatred.
What if the feared people own a dog or even breed dogs and there is a phobia of big dogs? Then that is the trigger of the terrified hatred.
Every phobia is hysterical. Every hysteria is phobic.
What if the feared people are real estate investors and the government is giving huge tax breaks to them and a huge rescue program to redistribute wealth toward those investors in particular? Well, if someone is fearfully jealous and fearfully belligerent, then it may not take much to trigger fearful hatred.
What if an industry is getting billions of dollars of government contracts and your industry is shrinking due to government cutbacks? Then there may be a frightened hatred of the oil companies or the banks or the weapons manufacturers or the pharmaceutical industry, depending on which one of those industries you personally are most invested in or least invested in.
What if one religious group led by about 829 “insiders” concentrates the control of an enormous amount of wealth in to a tiny 109-acre section of a city within a small country and for hundreds of years ritually installs its authorized agents as local governors or monarchs or over-seers (bishops) throughout it’s patriarchal empire? Then there may be a frightened hatred of the Vatican.
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Flag of Vatican City, or Vatican City State
In Italian, officially “Stato della Città del Vaticano,” is a landlocked sovereign city-state whose territory consists of a walled enclave within the city of Rome, Italy. Wikipedia
Population: 829 (2010)
Area: 109 acres (44 ha)
Currency: Euro
Government: Elective monarchy, Theocracy, Absolute monarchy
Official language: Latin, Italian
So, what I find interesting yet quite simple is that what people fear, they do not actively explore. What people fear most, they may even intensely resist exploring. What people do not explore, they do not learn. What people do not learn, they do not master.
The cultivation of fear is the instrument of the directors of horror films. The cultivation of fear is the instrument of dictators and warlords and monarchs and pirates and empires. The cultivation of fear sells crucifixes and fences and motorcycle helmets and burglar alarms and gas masks and guns and pre-emptive invasions. If not for fear of tax audits and other unfavorable consequences, how many people would hire a tax specialist?
Plea bargains are all coerced. Terms of surrender are all coerced. Treaty contracts are all coerced.
Coercion is at the root of an enormous range of human interaction. Further, the fear of even approaching the topic of coercion may prevent people from… even approaching the topic of coercion!
The fear of fear itself may become something of a religion: the paranoia and hysteria that dismisses all conspiracy theories except the ones presented by the spokespeople of the great empire of coercion. “Be a good boy or else Santa Claus will not love you anymore. Be a good employee or else you will be fired. Say the words of a good American or else you will be shunned and even accused of mental illness. Say the words of a good Christian or else you will be accused of witchcraft or tortured in our Holy Inquisition.”
English: Santa Claus with a little girl Espera...

English: Santa Claus with a little girl Esperanto: Patro Kristnasko kaj malgranda knabino Suomi: Joulupukki ja pieni tyttö (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Of course, we all know that it is only our enemies who use such horrifying methods. Our enemies accuse us of such things, too, but that only proves that they are deceitful, which is of course the absolute worst thing to be, which is why we admit that our country has the most transparent spies and military of any country in human history, with a gloriously perfect record and getting better all the time- well, to the extent that we admit having any spies or military at all, which I can neither confirm nor deny due to the gag order.
However, let’s talk about our enemies and their accusations which border on fundamentalist Santa-like mythology. They are extremely deceptive and antagonistic and untrustworthy, daring to accuse us of conspiracy: baiting them in to invading a country only so that we can then go in an defend that country from our enemies who have unjustly invaded (allegedly using technology and funding that we provided- which is ridiculous as well as impossible as well as a very mean thing to say).
We are liberators, not imperialist conquerors. We are so heroic and generous that we have been liberating some of our colonies for over 100 years. The appreciation of our colonial subjects is well-established by their extremely generous donations of natural resources and human resources, as well as lending us money and borrowing money from us and so on. Their patriotic citizens happily work to satisfy our consumers at rates as high as $15 per day.
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If not for the 99% of humanity that earns less than $34,000 per year, how many people around here would be earning pensions and disability benefits of over $34,000 per year? We need to spend more money on extending the lives of our least productive citizens and less money paying $15 an hour to foreigners to make useless fake spiders. America first! In fact, Arizona first! In fact, my zip code is the best and all of you people who live elsewhere just do not understand how much money you should be sending to us for us to help you get in to heaven and things like that. Your taxes are overdue and if we have to invade all of Asia to collect what you people rightfully owe us, then that is exactly what we are going to hire the heroic young men of Europe and Africa to do on our behalf.
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Our enemies (and unfortunately many of the noble savages of our colonies) are racist, arachnophobic haters of endangered species such as wolves (as well as wolfmen). Some of them are even anti-semitic Semites (which would include any Semitic individual or group, such as the Arabs or Hebrews, who bears antagonism or at least fear toward some or all members of another Semitic group, whether that happens to be their wife or those strange people who live across the river or just what).
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I hate people who are hateful and prejudiced. I hate people who prioritize or discriminate based on generalizations. I hate everyone including myself, mostly because I am so hateful and ironic and sarcastic and hilarious, which makes everyone including me very jealous.
However, I do not hold it against me that I am Bio-Phobic and Anti-Biotic. Instead, I blame it on my parents, who were human and thus forced me to be a human as well by sheer genetic compulsion, arrogantly failing to ask my permission first. Also, there was that one time that they negligently took me to the zoo.
Actually, no, I think it was that one stupid little girl who is to blame. She was supposed to get scared of the wolfman so that I could rescue her heroically. That was a total disaster. Let’s not even talk about that. If you are open to it though, I would like to take about four minutes now to explain to you why I do not wish to talk about that, especially not to someone like you….
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A life without problems & the language of relating to life as a problem

February 29, 2012
Published on Aug 14, 2009. Re-published as a page on February 28, 2012.

Experience (Photo credit: djniks)

I have been having very serious problems with reality. Isn’t that awesome?
A problem is a belief that God (i.e. you, I) has failed definitively and is incapable of miraculously resolving some allegedly unresolved and perhaps unresolvable situation. At root, a problem is a way of relating with reality that identifies some situation as wrong ( as a problem, as what should not be). Along with that often goes this: relating to some other situation as the cause of the problem- an excuse for one’s own results, experiences, actions or inactions. Making a problem out of life  basically identifies the one with the problem as the victim isolated from an all-powerful, evil, villainous reality (AKA “the victim mentality“). At least, that is one way of making a problem out of life. There are other ways that are not so dramatic, but making life in to a problem in this particular way is, frankly, quite an interesting way to draw attention to one’s self.
The big problem was a reflection (or projection) of my belief in what is wrong with my life (i.e. with me) and of my worshipping of my own insistence that something is wrong. The experience of “problem” is the resulting evidence- which I present as obvious, incontrovertible proof that reality should not be how it is and then I make friends with anyone who agrees with me and deem everyone else as obviously “part of the problem.” The problem thus justifies my worship of the belief that something is wrong with my life (i.e. with me): “see, here is the proof: just look at this problem!”
By the way, problems are always presumed to be more important than the rest of reality. Did I mention that people who agree with me on how important my problems are (on how important I am through them) may be who I identify as my friends (oh, and did I also mention how insightful they are)? People who erroneously think that other things are “the problem” are wrong… obviously. 😉
So, in cooperation with our alleged enemies, we may come together like magnets, each arguing for how we are repulsed by each other. We join together, facing each other with angry tears and surging adrenalin- and chant this mantra in harmony like the sopranos and tenors of a choir: “you are so wrong. You are so wrong. You are so wrong. How can you be so wrong? I can’t believe that you could actually be so wrong. How much wronger could anyone be? You may be the wrongest person to ever live! God really must be ashamed of creating someone as wrong as you.”
However, at least we can still agree with them that any people who question the existence of problems must be insane. Here’s proof: none of any of our friends (none of the friends of my enemies and none of my own friends- you remember- the insightful ones) question the existence of problems, do they?
Religion overthrowing Heresy and Hatred II

Religion overthrowing Heresy and Hatred II (Photo credit: Nick in exsilio)

At root, problems are hatred. “You are so wrong” (or even “this is so wrong”) is a mantra of hatred, and when I say “you are so wrong,” who hears it most? Who hears me say “you?” Which “you” hears it every single time I say (or even think) it?

Religion overthrowing Heresy and Hatred I

Religion overthrowing Heresy and Hatred I (Photo credit: Nick in exsilio)

I hear it everytime I say it. I hear it every time one of my friends say it. When the people that I call my enemies say it, I probably don’t bother listening to them really because they are obviously wrong anyway. So, if my distant enemies have only been listening to me as little as I have been listening to them (if at all), then to whom are they really saying their mantras (whether in Russian or Arabic or Hebrew or English): to themselves (and perhaps also to their friends- and even their children- who will listen to my latest hypnotic mantras of hatred)?
“But stop trying to change the subject, buddy. Let’s get back to the specifics of my very special and important problem. You know the one. Don’t act like I need to tell you what the real problem is here…. You KNOW the one!”
So, if I have been attached to a certain specific method or specific outcome which does not fit present reality, could the source of the problem be not reality but my insistence on a method or outcome which may not fit with reality? Insisting that reality adhere to my presumptions is rebellion against reality. That could be a problem, huh?
Insisting that my life (I) should not be how it is (how I am) is not partnering with reality. Rebelling against reality first isolates me from reality (implicitly denying that I am real) and then implies that reality is the source of my rebellion- you know- because something obviously is fundamentally wrong with reality, you know- the distant reality way over there, so far away from me, the innocent victim, who is so unlike all-powerful reality. On the other hand, I may have been attributing a lot of power to reality. What if at least some of the power that any alleged reality may have is actually power that came from me and my attention? That would have been ironic, wasn’t it?
English: The mantra of Padmasambhava (Guru Rin...

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The experience of problem was my insisting that something is fundamentally wrong with reality. The experience of problem was the insistence that reality is fundamentally wrong. By the way, people who did not agree with me not just on exactly how reality is wrong but even on the basic premise that reality is wrong… are people that I deemed to be insane. Again: ironic, wasn’t it?
“By the way, do you know what your problem is? You do, huh? Well, in that case, let me tell you what your problem is….”
Consider that in order to partner with reality, first we might question what reality actually is. We might even question how reality comes to be and even the seemingly absurd question of whether reality even exists.
Who would I be if I questioned the existence of reality? That would imply that I stop separating myself from any particular something. Hating is rooted in the belief that I am not the object of the hatred. Fearing, hoping, and even loving may be rooted in the belief that I am not the object of the experience. Or, perhaps loving is the direct experiencing of life as living- without separating life into you and me, good and eve, villain and victim, subject and object, cause and effect, alive and dead, into two.
What if what I have been calling reality was only a specific, limited way of experiencing living? What if I relax my objectifying of reality as “the way it is” and experience living curiously as “what could be?”
Reality is just something that could be. Insist, then suffering may result.
Insist on how reality should be, and am I not the one who suffers? Insist on how I should be, and am I the one who suffers- or, by focusing on my own way of being, isn’t my experience of life by which I mean my experience of my life by which I mean my experience of me living my life… responding precisely to my evolving attention? What if that has always been all that has ever been?
Does reality mechanically produce an experience which I then call me? Does life live me living my life? Is my life the dead product of a remote God-reality- an impersonal, all-powerful and yet possibly judgmental, insecure, jealous, and vengeful God-reality- or am I this very God-realizing attention which gives form to experience?
On the seventh day, God said to herself: “Hey, do you know what your problem is? You are so wrong! By the way, stop trying to change the object!”
And so God, who had been having a very bad hair day, removed her comb from the surface of the obviously uncooperative mirror- where she had been trying so earnestly to get the mother-flipping reflection to part right there- no, not here (AAAARRRGH). Instead, she then, perhaps by a divinely accidental coincidence of synchronicitous grace, casually placed the comb on her head all the way over here and indeed relaxed her hand, sliding this comb gently through her hair just like that. Suddenly, just as she felt the comb gently moving across her scalp, something truly miraculous happened….
God just woke up from the dream that there was ever a mirror out there at all. A mirror that did not ever exist could not have always been a problem, shouldn’t you?


We do not have to sail in the direction of the wind, but if we ever sail off course, is it easier to change the direction of the wind or the direction of the sail?

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Anti-Negativity Counter-Revolution

November 23, 2009

The Anti-Negativity Counter-Revolution

“Just say no to reverse psychology.”

First and foremost, I deny my own existence (and, only secondarily, the “alleged” existence of the words “existence,” “alleged,” “deny,” and “words”). You, however, are another matter entirely. Without you, I would not have any reason to stick around here at all!

Very soon, but certainly not right now, stop believing that you can stop having beliefs. You are just an accumulation of beliefs. That’s it. Specifically, you are all of the things that I believe that I could not be- or at least should not be.

You must exist, by the way, because I am of course not how you are, because I am right and that means that there must be someone else who is not. How about… you?

So all this must mean that if any of those “wrong” ways of being exist at all – which of course are not how I am, right- then that obviously must be you! I mean, otherwise, that would be me, and those “wrong” ways of being just cannot be me, because I must be perfect, right, good, and so on. You do know that, right?

Since good is not evil, then if there is anything that is evil, it obviously is not me! Remember, I’m the good one. Do not question this, by the way, because if you question this, then you will live an evil life of permanently eternal suffering and torment and guilt and shame and other really scary words like negative and fear and anger or unconstitutional sex and illicit poop and extra-marital bankruptcy and unauthorized plant species and lonely alien nationality or even, gasp… college algebra!

If anything is not good- are you starting to see this- then that is where you come in. I must be ONLY good, and therefore you must exist, you know, in order for there to be a someone to be all of the other things that are not only good, which, by the way, is how I am. I think I am going to call you the Devil (or maybe Satan). Oh, and you can call me Santa.

Now that we have all of this clear, it’s almost time for me to pretend that all of that was not really about this next thing. So, before we go any further, I have one question for you: am I ready?

No, that was not the question. The question is… what do I hate most about you?

Yes, that is the issue. For instance, do I hate that you are rich? Well, then I obviously am resisting the possibility that I could be rich!

After all, we all know that the love of being rich is the root of all hatred. At least I know that I hate rich people, so you probably would hate me, too, if I was rich, right- so I just won’t be rich, you know, so that you will like me.

What? You think that the worship of vanity is the root of all hypocrisy? Well, I don’t know what words you are worshiping as holy, buddy, but I just do not think that any of that is a direct verbatim quote of any popular scripture, and if something is not popular scripture, than how could it possibly be worth even considering as possible?

You might as well just start a whole new religion basically, you know, and then write down your own little oral traditions as if they were the words of God or something. You know, you could do like all those folks did who started all those other religions whose scriptures we have been worshiping as holy for the last few thousand years.

But seriously it can take several decades for that kind of thing to catch on, so don’t say that I did not warn you, alright? People get crucified for heretical comments like “the worship of vanity is the root of all self-righteousness hypocrisy.”

What are people going to think if you just come out and say that kind of crap? I’m telling you: stick with what obviously works, like “you are all evil sinners and therefore you are definitely going to hell unless you come to my church and give me ten percent of all your wives, I mean, all your wages.”

Or, speaking of ten percent of your wives, is the thing that I hate most about you that you are so young and sexy? Well, in that case, then I will just shave my body hair to trick everyone into thinking that I am a pre-teen (or was that a newborn infant… remind me?). Whatever… oh, and I will also tell all of those young and sexy people that they can suck my… my words. Yes, that is what I was going to say all along: suck my words.

I mean, what did you think I was going to say? You have such a creative mind, don’t you? Did you think I was going to say “suck my thumb?” That is very clever of you- because, yes, that is related to the whole infantile reference I made earlier. I just can’t get anything by you, can I?

Be ashamed. Come to my church, like, every single week or something. Oh, and bring your money. Just remember to leave some of it here before you go.

What? Did I say something that offends you? I’m sorry, no, I’m really really sorry.

What? You want three in a row of ”really” and then you will believe that I believe in my own guilt. Sure, okay, then: I am really really really really sorry. See- I put in 4 of that word really so that you know that I am being sincere, because I could have just used 3 of them in a row, right?

Anyway, I did want to let you all know that the patriotic thing to do is to put all of your assets into your own name and under our social security account number that we have provided for you. Do not ever use tax-exempt shelters because that could slow down the advance of global communism.

Make sure that you invest a whole lot into real estate, too, especially using really aggressive borrowing, okay, because we are about to deflate the whole lending market. That will totally collapse the prices of real estate so we can extract all of that accumulated ownership of the naive middle classes and concentrate it all over here in our Fund for an Impoverished God, AKA the Bank for International Settlements (, the “hub” of all the world’s central banks).

Oh, and as for investing in gold, there has never been a better time for throwing all of your eggs into one bucket with holes in it… than right before a huge deflationary concentration of wealth into very few hands. Buy lots of gold just like at the peak in 1980. Sure, that was a horrible investment then, but if you fell for it then, well then- hey, you might fall for it again…. even though the fundamentals of precious metals markets are not especially any different at all than in recent years or decades.

Just keep thinking that gold is what makes governments tick, rather than organized violence. By the way, that whole thing about the organized violence being a factor at all in how gold got to be so valuable just because governments (with armies of mercenaries) required payment in gold coins, well, that is just a myth thrown about by insane conspiracy theorists.

Gold is magically powerful. A gold coin can protect you from nuclear blasts (and cell phone radiation), as well as the effects of bad words that do not exist like “poop,” plus, as an added bonus if you order in the next 90 seconds, gold allows you to enjoy sex twice as much as without that gold coin, because you will only be half as guilty about enjoying sex. This offer is good while supplies last, except where prohibited by ink on paper.

Oh, and that myth about the armed mercenaries being the foundation of the currency system is silly. It is the ink on the paper. That ink is very special. I think it is even the color of gold or something.

On the subject of ink on paper, remember: do not ever settle your debts. That would be sheer stupidity, and just plain wrong. Let the courts take everything from you and then sort it all out for you because they are very nice people and you owe it to them (no, not the creditors… the bureaucrats).

Also, do not ever sell your assets, especially if markets are de-stabilizing. Again, when an investment is the least safe is of course the safest time to own it and ignore all clear and obvious indications that nothing different could ever happen in financial news, which is why we have something like 5 different 24-hour news channels dedicated to how it is always exactly the same.

Just keep buying lots of gold and, of course, real estate. Even when you retire, do not sell your assets- none of them. That would be a horrible investment strategy: to sell your retirement investments and live off of them when you retire. I mean, if all of the baby boomers who are retiring did that all at once, things would be like- wow- exactly like they have been looking in the last few years… go figure!

But that means that if you are a youngster (under 66.6 years of age as of 1980) then it is your duty as a good Muslim (or Jew… whatever!) to always borrow more, no matter how in debt you are. Remember, that is just what a good patriot would do, and you do not want to be bad, do you? Santa wouldn’t like that, now would he? Okay, I’m glad that we have settled that once and for all.

Please focus more on the scandals that the mainstream news focuses on, or the scandals that Alex Jones focuses on, or some scandal somewhere that is very provocative and controversial and scandalous. Be sure to alienate lots of people who are not ready to question their own governments by aggressively yelling at them about how governments conduct wars and wars are bad… or how spies tell lies.

Wake up, people! Spies do not even exist. That is just in the movies, right?

The next ridiculous thing you are going to tell me is that propaganda (which I clearly deny could possibly exist) suggests that public schools have never been essential for combating domestic communism. No, when the government starts regulating and then running various industries, that is not communism, that is… sewing.

If I tell you that something could not be true because it should not be, why the hell are you still talking to me about it? What the hell? Are you some kind of an idiot… or just some kind of an idiot?

Communism cannot be already present in any country that openly and publicly asserts that communism is bad. That would be lying, and lying is so non-existent that there is not even a word for it, and when I say it, what I mean is “lying.”

These are not words or letters or shapes. You are not here. Here is not you.

Stop pretending that you exist. By the way, before you go, one more thing though: you can make your checks out to “Fund for an Impoverished God.”

Oh, and please stop being so negative, especially about the revolution. Your negativity is quite annoying, rather rude, and shows a severe deficiency of spiritual development, characterized by lower vibratory consciousness such as having a body, which is extremely sinful, after all.

You should really be ashamed of how you have not been thinking as positively and evolved as I have. You should stop comparing yourself to other people so much and thinking about the past. Memory is the root of all memory. You should devote all of your time to developing higher consciousness (like me) so that your ego can be humble about it’s superiority over the false ego which does not exist.

Um, hello, but this check is for less than the suggested donation. And we do not accept out-of-state checks, anyway.

Okay, so is that going to be debit or credit? Yeah, I know it says it is a gold card, but we had to call it something, alright, so just answer THE real question: debit or credit?

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