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This is a True story of personal experience, and I am inspired to pen it by My very last essay, in which I discussed ending history, and the Forbidden Truth link between history and memory. Truth realization is in itself a process, it takes on a life of its own, with personally experienced events often leading to progressive Truth realization. There is great irony in this, because in My last essay I suggest memory might be one of the genetic birth defect markers of the human species, even as I, as a Superior, use My own memory to bring to enlightenment of Self-mind the most brilliant of Truth realizations.
A contradiction?? Perhaps not. Just because memory might be a genetic birth defect of humanity, does not preclude a Superior mind that has already successfully rejected and transcended its humanity, deploying memory for positive effect.
Regardless, I suggest you read this fairly brief essay first:
because it places this personal experience story in proper context, as to My Mind Bomb realizations of Truth regarding the issues of history and human memory.
Let’s begin with a little explanation of what a human scarecrow is, because I fear many of you higher-class, well-educated, white collar citizen-slaves might be mystified. Human scarecrow is not some erudite, philosophical description of the human condition. It is merely a job title, nothing more. Your dear Seer, being an uneducated high school dropout, has and continues to engage in menial, mindless, physically laborious slave labor jobs. One of My slave labor jobs has been that of human scarecrow. The human scarecrow is paid money to scare birds away from specific locations. Yes, humanity wages war against other species, and I was forced to side with the humans!
Believe it or not, there are many human scarecrows faithfully wasting their precious time in hot pursuit of birds. Farm owners use them to protect their crops, restaurant owners with outdoor dining areas use them to protect human eaters from hungry bird interference, private airport owners use them to protect airplanes and helicopters from potentially catastrophic in-flight bird strikes, and the list goes on.
Most human scarecrows use some type of noise generating device to scare the birds. The more unfortunate ones may also be forced to wear a scary/weird mask. Some are given mirrors and other devices to point at the birds. Some patrol on foot, if the area is small. Others use golf carts and cars. Some even shake and climb trees, to dislodge those pesky birds. Regardless, the mission is always the same: Scare away and remove birds from a specific area, in order to obtain a few pieces of worthless paper used by the terrorist structure of government to enslave humanity.
So, let Me share an interesting incident from My human scarecrow days, that helped to deepen multiple paths of Forbidden Truth scholarship and MindPower expansion.
This happened after about 4 months of human scarecrow labor. I had gotten to know My “enemy”, the birds, quite well. I recognized many of them by their behaviors, by their reactions/responses to My scare tactics, as well as by their physical appearance. There were many “regulars”, the same birds coming back every day to My patrol area. Some scared easily, others did not. Some flew far away when scared, others only a short distance. Some stopped flying away, to yell at Me for awhile, as if asking WTF was wrong with Me, why was I wasting My precious life and time trying to chase them away… But none ever dared to directly confront Me, to try to physically attack Me. None, ever.
But then, one day, out of the blue, after 4 months, a “regular”, a bird I saw each day and recognized, started attacking Me!
He would swoop down upon Me over and over, whenever I was not looking directly at him, flying right at My head and shoulders, squawking loudly, and even hitting My head and shoulders, 30+ times in a single day. Only this one bird acted this way, as never before, as no other bird.
Of course this outrageous breach of My sacred space inspired homicidal rage, and had I been allowed, I would have easily shot him dead with one of My numerous sniper rifles. But this was private property and shooting guns was not permitted, so I was left with no option beyond swatting at him with a long stick. I actually hit his wings several times, but he was too fast and agile for Me to deliver a fatal blow. My winged nemesis continued trying to attack Me despite My Self-defense responsive attacks. Only when I looked directly at him, did he back off. Still, only a short distance, where he would perch and squawk loudly at Me.
So, the 1st day of this ended, and I looked forward to day 2.
On the second day, My winged nemesis continued attacking Me, just as ferociously and persistently. Only this one bird. All other birds acted the same as always. I was mystified as to his motivation.
But that very day, at lunchtime, I was approached by a fellow slave laborer. This was unexpected, as I am a misanthropic loner and successfully shun/repel human interactions. But this time, the human insisted on addressing Me. Paraphrasing his uneducated linguistic style, he declared: “Yo man, we gotta do somethin’ about that motherfuc*in bird! The motherfuc*er is trying to kill us! I’m afraid he’s going to take out my eye! He already bit my da*n head! The motherfuc*er is crazy!!”
Despite My aversion to human interaction, My curiosity was peaked. “So, he’s trying to attack you, too?”, I asked.
“Da*n as hell he is! Not that I can blame him, but god*damn, we got to do something!”
“Any idea why he is acting crazy?”, I inquired.
My new human “friend” looked at Me like I was crazy: “Didn’t you see what the motherfuc*in’ boss had me doing?? I had to go up on the trees with a chainsaw and cut down all the nests with the eggs and baby birds inside. That motherfuc*in’ bird was right there, she saw me killing those babies, she attacked me right then, bit me on my da*n head, and she been attackin’ me, and you, ever since!”
Indeed, I had seen him two days earlier with a long ladder climbing trees and cutting down branches with a chainsaw, but being Self-obsessed, I paid his actions no mind and assumed he was simply trimming the trees. I made no correlation between his actions and the response of this one bird. But now, it all made perfect sense!
“Wow, that’s very interesting, thanks for the information!”, I replied, with genuine enthusiasm. But he continued to look at Me like I was crazy, and replied:
“Interesting?? I don’t wanna lose my da*n eye!! I was thinking to wear my construction hard hat today. Fuc* that god*amn motherfuc*in’ bird, we gotta do somethin’ about that motherfuc*er!”
And so I politely nodded and said nothing, desperately eager to put an end to another slimy human interaction.
That afternoon, the same attacks continued, and of course My perception of the bird and it’s motivation was dramatically altered.
The next day, day 3, the same bird continued to attack in the morning, but with slightly less ferocity and persistence. In the afternoon, the bird continued to fly abnormally close to me, and to “talk” loud and long, but only one or two direct attacks occurred.
The next day, day 4, things essentially went back to normal. No more attacks. The bird kept squawking at me, a little more persistently than the other birds, but no more close fly-byes or direct attack attempts.
And after that day, the bird never tried to attack Me again.
This incident stimulated numerous and sustained streams of perceptive mind and reality analysis within My brilliant brain, regarding issues such as trauma, rage, hate, revenge, functional brain process, and perhaps most directly: Memory.
The bird in question clearly witnessed a highly traumatic event, which left an “imprint” upon his mind. The bird clearly “felt” rage, hate, and a need to seek vengeance. The bird tried to seek and to claim vengeance! But, was he motivated by instinct, by “feeling”, or by processed thought?? This question is very important, it cuts to the heart of the human condition, as it must be understood within Forbidden Truth.
Why did the bird “gradually” stop targeting Me and the other human-born, for vengeance? Did he consciously realize he could not harm us? Did he consciously decide to “forgive” us? Did the “mind imprint” of his trauma simply fade over the 4 days of time? Or did he simply “forget”, on day four, what happened 4 days earlier?
Clearly, the brain of a bird is different from the brain of a human-born.
I cannot answer any of My own questions in this essay, with absolute certainty. But let us consider My hypothesis that human memory is a direct consequence of the malformation of the human brain on a genetic, birth defect level.
Memory and instinct are radically different. Instinctive behavior occurs as a general lack of sustained and multi-faceted thought. It is memory that leads to different behaviors, behaviors inspired by sustained and multi-faceted thought.
So, cutting to the very heart of My last essay, and the horror that is human history, consider this: If birds possessed the genetic and organic brain dysfunction of humans, this singular incident as experienced by this one, singular bird, could have led to a radical and species-wide alteration to the very fabric of bird existence, on a worldwide level.
This singular bird would have remained permanently traumatized.
This singular bird would have continued to obsessively attack Me and other humans, throughout its lifetime.
This singular bird would have bred, and specifically taught all of it’s offspring that human beings are dangerous, evil, homicidal, and must be attacked and destroyed.
This singular bird would have verbally shared the story of its horrific trauma with all other birds it met throughout its lifetime, psychologically scarring them with the horrific details of its own psychological trauma, in the process causing them to be traumatized and some or all of them to become inspired to seek vengeance against humans.
This singular incident as experienced by this one bird, would be woven into the historical timeline of the entire species. Birds as a species would perceive, accurately in fact, humans to be their mortal enemies, and engage in homicidal attacks, and suicidal wars against them.
But none of this happened. Why not? Maybe because the bird brain is not genetically defective, as the human brain is.
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