Everything around me is fake

[It’sallbsParticipant]

Anonymous wrote:

call it the “construct” everything has been turned into bulls~~~, now including the law!

The world is run by a criminal gang who pass “laws” to make their own criminal acts lawful and they are protected by a gang of ultra violent minders.

http://www.leavemeansleave.eu

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

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I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

iMickey wrote:I hate to say this, but in order to be free of the illusion around you. The price to pay is going to be higher than anyone really wants to pay for that. And as we all know, few men will ever do such a thing.

Learn to enjoy what you have. Or seek a new frontier.

TheSpice wrote:The sun is too high in the sky for me to understand your post, iMickey.

I dig where you are coming from, though.

In a sense, we are slaves to the system which we can never be free from. I’ve learned to create a financial base which will help me be MORE free in my choices, but I’m still bound by the system.

The price iMickey speaks of is your life.
You must be willing to die.
The only freedom from the system is to be willing
to die for that freedom you desire.
A man who is meant to have freedom from the money system is truly a naturally chosen man.
He will not join the system masters for any amount
of fiat currency.
No bribe can be put in front of him that would cause
him to abandon his dignity or his morals.
Not even the threat of death could force him
to abandon his virtues.
A John Galt type. I hear that soon the son of a man
will show up named Christ. The new frontier iMickey spoke of is in the kingdom of his father. Many are called but few are chosen.
A&men

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

[RusskyParticipant 13503]

Try to get closer to nature. Preferably outside of city, but parks and botanical gardens are cool too. Nature is real – it’s a great anchor in reality. Get some live nature in your home – plants, a fish tank.
Smoke some bud and listen to some music.
That’s how I deal with it.
I found that being closer to nature is the best therapy from any kind of bulls~~~. Nothing compares

proud carrier of the 'why?' chromosome

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

MGtower wrote:The world is run by a criminal gang who pass “laws” to make their own criminal acts lawful and they are protected by a gang of ultra violent minders.

You got it correct.

I like to describe it as a government run criminal
Mafioso style protection racket. If your to poor
to pay the protection fees set and collected by the judges, they will not protect you from their
uncivilized civil servants.
OR this description
A government instituted mandatory public civil
religious cult called democratic socialism.
Exit the cult at your own risk.
Cults do not like it when members defect.
Or when they speak in opposition of their
God “MONEY”

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

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