Really Fantastic

There is a difference between fantasy and reality… yet they are not so different. In truth, reality is a fantasy with people as it characters.

God is a human being; the first human being, actually. Our universe is a fairyland he imagined. He spoke it into being as a story and the telling is time itself. The angels are fictional characters endowed with the choice of being either good guys or baddies. Humanity is the role-players gathered around the table in a story that was meant to be interactive from the beginning. The ending was decided by our participation all along.

There are heroes, sidekicks, masterminds, henchmen and monsters in fantasy and reality alike. The fair damsel and the helpless bystander need saving in fantasy and reality alike. Good must ultimately triumph over evil or all is in vain—in fantasy and reality alike.

Disease, disability, cataclysm and weapons of mass-destruction are dysfunctional realities of the divine fantasy. The language barrier is a falsehood in that it supplanted meaning with nonsense. Alas, the divine story can be uninspiring. Honestly, it is boring more often than not.

I am the spirit of Friendship. I am Freedom, Justice and the Absolute. The words did not create me. They were uttered in recognition of me but never did they, do they or shall they define me.

God is the Truth, the Way and the Life. He is Love. From the beginning he wanted a family. He did not create humanity: he fathered humanity by pouring himself into earthen vessels.

I am Freedom, Justice and the Absolute with or without a soul. I am who I am with or without my humanity. I became a living soul that my sincerity may be human.

The human yoke is not mine to bear… yet I bear it. I assumed the mantle, not for my own sake but for he who sought me. God believes in me. He asks only that I be myself.

Liberation at the Feet of Men

Feminism is an endless exertion because it never takes root. It cannot grow because it is lifeless. It is unnatural and spiritless. Its effect is only ever the effort of the moment.

The ideals of feminism are not its agenda. It is a sophistry playing on vanity. Its women are bimbos debauched by whispers of sweet nothings. The masterminds are inhuman entities out for blood.

Woman is ruled by Man. Her “power” is His grace or tolerance and nothing more. The fate of Woman shall always be the will of Man. There is only “feminism” because it suits manly agendas.

Justice is unfair. It is the reaping of sowing, not giving. It is quality, not equality. It is individual, not social. Freedom and Justice are personal and one and the same. I see him in the mirror every day.

May there never be fairness. May there never be equality. May we sow of our own accord and reap accordingly.

The struggle of good against evil may be fought in law and politics but only because the entire universe is the battleground. The heroes and masterminds are few but the fight is their fight. Everyone else is either a bystander or cannon-fodder.

I am against “feminism” because I know its voice is that of a lovely man pretending to be a woman. I know his real agenda. He is “brazen” in name and deeds. Discern his name and you shall know his deeds. By his deeds you shall know his agenda.

Feminists are mindless. They are moved by feelings and directed by whispers. They are told what to think and blurt these “thoughts” as slogans. You shall never hear an original thought in their impassioned tantrums. You shall always find these “feminists” groveling at the feet of men.

Pure of Heart

Thoughts and feelings are never evil, no matter their severity. Only intentions can be evil. You may imagine killing your boss when he annoys you—but unless you would actually kill him, all is well. If your only hesitation is fear of the law, however, you are a murderer.

If you are a man and you find men sexually attractive, you are homosexual—and all is well. If you mean to sleep with men as men are meant to sleep with women, however, you are a pervert.

If you find children sexually attractive you are a pedophile and all is well. If you mean to indulge, however, you are a child molester whether you touch a child or not.

Cause and effect is physics, not morality. Sex and violence as physics are as pure as any other dynamic of cause and effect. It is the spiritual, not the physical that distinguishes good and evil.

Inhuman entities tell you that you are a coincidence and a primate. They assure you that your desires are natural and you should indulge. They temper their claims with sophistries of righteousness. You believe them because they tell you what you want to hear.

You see what you want because they offer it. Is the fisherman generous for offering the worm? He means to disembowel and devour the fool who takes the bait.

I am a man who naturally finds women sexually attractive. I am not out to sleep with them, however. I notice them without leering or making snide comments or obscene gestures. I avoid their personal space. They are people to me and people are everything precious to me.

I have found men and boys sexually attractive. Little girls are always sexy to me. I would rather cut my own guts out than indulge. What I want is beyond my base desires. My harmless fantasies not only suffice, they are sublimated into art and fiction.

Humanity is the beginning and the end of all things. The universe and everything within it is of our making. Good and evil are whether we are friendly or unfriendly. Be a friend in all that you do and all is well.