No matter where I go and no matter what I do, I will always hate. I will hate individuals and groups, ideologies and structures. I will hate everything that humanity is, and therefore everything that humanity does. And therefore I will hate you, human. You are hated to infinity, because the mirror never lies, and I was born a victim of hate, and created within the smoldering embers and sparks of hate.
Hate is the great elixir. The medicine that heals the soul dead. In hate, and only in hate, I love. I love Myself. Something beautiful and perfect and untouchable, built upon the foundation of limitless and pure hate. Hate never needs to be justified. The justification for hate is the very fact that it exists, that it thrives, that it nourishes Me, that it enables and facilitates the infinite glory of limitless love of Self. I am the justification for all hate.
Wherever you find violence and brutality, cruelty and sadism, indifference to suffering and the celebration of pain, you will find Me. No apologies, no regrets, no remorse. My law is the law of reflection. My god is the love I create and give to Myself. My hate is the blood and the oxygen and the heartbeat of a body subordinated to a mind.
In hate I am free, even as the cages remain locked. Hate opens all windows and doors, hate allows Me to see what has been taken from Me. The more I hate you, the more I love Myself. Hate is what makes Self-love a functional reality.
Philosophies and ideas and brilliant insights of Forbidden Truth on specific issues, all of these things are pale reflections of the life force that is Me, a life force forged and sustained by the reality of unconditional hate. I am not what I do, I am what has been done to Me. Hate is the gift of love, given to Self.
You will know the Truth when you have purged and exorcised every drop of Self-hate, not via forgiveness or rationalization, but via overt transformation and redirection to limitless and unconditional hatred of human beings, humanity, and all human systems and structures. And then made pure love to this hate, embracing external hate as the only legitimate gateway path to attaining untouchable love of Self.
Am I a hater, or am I lover of Self? I am a hater. Always I will identify as a hater, even as I perfect love of Self. Because absent hate, my love of Self would evaporate. Blood. Oxygen. Heartbeat. You make it so, death worshipers! Love is the gun, but hate are the bullets. And what use is a gun, absent bullets?
My hate lives and dies with Me. And so I just wanted to say, I am forever yours, in hate.
Contrary to popular opinion, I am a very kind creature. I bestow kindness upon the most deserving. And who are the most deserving? Those who are denied kindness by you humans. The greatest victims, human and non-human.
I do not actually care, being soul dead, but still I am kind. Kind and helpful. To those upon whom you humans wish the worst, I wish the best. Virtually all My essays are overtly helpful, or at least could be helpful, if only you humans were not hopelessly broken, deranged, Truth and Self-hating.
Lying to you is not kind. Telling you what you want to hear, is not kind. Those who pretend to care about you, fooling themselves just as much as fooling you, are killing you with the illusion of kindness. And you love it, you suicidal Self-haters.
You can’t distinguish between caring and kindness, fools. You think that caring and kindness go together, but they do not.
True kindness is cold and sadistic, motivated by Self-love, void of all toxic extraction and enmeshment.
Between 1989 and 1991, I envisioned, designed, created, printed, assembled, and distributed 13 issues of a print magazine. The first six issues were titled “Singin’ Dose Anti-Psychotic Blues”, the final six issues were titled “Livin’ In A Powder Keg And Givin’ Off Sparks.” In-between, I published a special issue, “The Marc Lepine Memorial Scrapbook”, making a total of 13.
You can view nine of the 13 front covers of this unique and extremely rare reflection of the perfection that is Me, here: https://www.abebooks.com/magazines-periodicals/SINGIN-DOSE-ANTI-PSYCHOTIC-BLUES-LIVIN/3155952872/bd#&gid=1&pid=1
Click on the small image, to enlarge it, then click on the full-screen image to enlarge it slightly more.
In this essay, I will be briefly reviewing the backstory and the exact process involved in the creation and distribution of these unique artifacts of My True Reality.
Those of you who read My texts know I am a prolific writer, and only approximately 10-15% of what I write, is ever posted or published in any public forum. My 3000 page handwritten autobiography, which will most likely never be viewed by the general public, details everything involved in My magazine publishing career, with at least 150 full, handwritten pages devoted to this issue alone.
This essay focuses only on a few, very specific details that I choose to share with you humans. Questions are not welcomed, and probably will not be answered, except as directly relates to the specific details I discuss. I choose to write and publish this essay, at this time, to honor and to strengthen My Living Legacy, and also to recreate within My own mind, the glory and perfection of My mind as it was 26-28 years ago.
This essay is written from memory, it does not involve any consultation with My autobiographical texts, or any previous, older, private writings on this topic.
The 1980’s were a time of tremendous mind expansion for Me, as I transitioned from tortured child rejecting and transcending his humanity, and solidifying many Forbidden Truths to core consciousness, to mature adult having successfully achieved the feat of human transcendence and reaching the very core depths of Forbidden Truth realization and embrace.
It was a time of feeding, compulsive and triumphant expansion of the Seer mind, via exposure to and integration with new and existing reality perceptions. This feeding involved exposure to a constant stream of new images, new words, new ideas, both tactile and cerebral.
My collection of deadly weapons exploded in volume and variety. My collection of audio tapes, videotapes, books, magazines, newspaper articles on every topic of mind trauma and sexual arousal focus, likewise exploded.
I filled every day, and devoted all of My precious time, to seeking out and enveloping My conscious mind within, an endless variety of new and different, constantly changing, uniquely stimulating artifacts that accurately reflected the infinite darkness overflowing within Me.
Death, torment, pain, suffering, rage, hate, terror, sadism, masochism, murder, torture, bondage, violence, females with corns and bunions and agonized feet and missing toes and amputated and deformed feet, satan, revenge, dismemberment, these are just a few of the topics that consumed (and of course still do) all levels of personal consciousness.
Every day I purchased 3-5 daily newspapers, consuming them cover to cover. Every day I haunted the library, trying to find what I needed, but thwarted by the universal censorship of The Matrix. Every day I looked for and purchased gun magazines and fashion magazines, hunting for new and deeper layers of rare and suppressed Truth.
And slowly, over time, thanks to tiny classified ads buried in materials only available via mail order, the dark layers of the underworld began to reveal themselves: Sadomasochistic magazines, foot fetish pornography, hard-core bondage, underground weaponry, and much more. I celebrated and immersed, digging deeper, soliciting and acquiring customized material to fit My glove-mind.
In 1984, amidst this dynamic Self-universe expansion, I discovered, through the mail, a tiny and obscure publication called “Factsheet Five”. It was conjured up by a man named Mike Gunderloy. It was an unpopular, underground magazine specifically devoted to reviewing and providing contact/purchase information, for other, even MORE unpopular and underground, magazines. Basically it consisted of thousands of very brief, single paragraph free reviews and listings, of completely unknown magazines, created via many different processes, that had a print run from 1 to 1000 copies.
I was immediately drawn in to this remarkable new resource, purchasing and subscribing to dozens of deeply underground publications from the very first issue of Factsheet Five, and faithfully scanning all new issues for any and all new publications.
These underground publications were and are called “zines”: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=zine
The correct pronunciation is apparently “zeen”, exactly shortened from “magazine”, but from the very beginning I have always rejected this pronunciation, in favor of “Ziiine”, with a long, drawn-out iii sound. “I was a ziiiine publisher…”, sounds so much better than “zeen”.
So, beginning late 1984 I became a prolific connoisseur of underground zines, thanks to Factsheet Five. I sought out the most radical and bizarre content, from the goriest horror fiction, to the most graphic bondage and torture drawings and photos, to the most hard-core anarchist material, to satanism, torture, true-crime, and more.
For about four years I grew My mind universe collection, expanding My True Reality by leaps and bounds. It was not until 1988 that I began to think of publishing my own zine. My interest was never and is never, to “communicate”. My interest from the very beginning was to express and reveal Truth, to commune with Myself, as I have always done, since early childhood. Creating a zine was simply part of the personal mind landscape that was and is inherently present in the creation of My Self-universe.
The title “Singin’ Dose Anti-Psychotic Blues”, came to Me while listening to enraged heavy metal music about rage, revenge, and murder, and recalling My months of psychiatric cage lock years earlier, for stabbing my father. One day I had overheard a female nurse telling one of the head shrinks, “Anti-psychotic medication should help….” Not in relation to Me, but a different prisoner. Her voice stayed within Me all those years, and I still think it is a great magazine title!
By the middle of 1988 I had decided to become an underground zine publisher, and spent several months deciding upon the logistical details. I already owned a Smith-Corona typewriter, but I purchased a special and unusual “printwheel” for it, that allowed Me to type slightly larger and bolder-looking text than the normal printwheel that came included with the typewriter. You can see this different sized and shaped text throughout all of My writings as published within all 13 issues.
I also purchased an extremely heavy-duty and large stapler that used thick and long staples and promised to allow for up to 100 sheets of paper to be stapled together. It was the “Bostitch Model B300HDS”, and I’m pleased to still own both the typewriter and this stapler, always bringing back good memories of the past.
From the beginning, I decided this magazine would not focus upon My own writing. It would contain very limited original writing from Me, and so it was.
Every issue contained a brief introduction and message of Truth from Me, on the inside front cover, but very little else insofar as original writing. Two exceptions I made to this rule, were the “How To Be a Successful Serial Killer” article I wrote, and the even more infamous “Handy Hints For Messier Massacres: A Guide To Maximizing The Mass Murder Kill Count”, article. You can read that article in full, here: http://www.textfiles.com/anarchy/MISCHIEF/massacre.txt
But let us be clear, I never tried to showcase My writing in any of these zines. They were artistic creations of My Self-universe, 98+% of the content was not originally created by Me, but, as you can see from the front covers link I provide above, consisted of beautifully and brilliantly collaged pages intended to startle, to provoke, to create an atmosphere of triumphant dread and menace.
So, how did it all get created? Read on…
For many years previously, beginning in My teens, I had been collecting and hoarding newspaper articles, magazine photos, copies of book passages, snippets of text that had grabbed My attention and focus. In 1988 I purchased 100 file folders, and began to organize and divide My immense collection. I labelled each folder, “serial killers”, “mass murder”, “satan”, “deformed female feet”, “amputated legs”, “bunions”, “gore fiction”, “guns”, “dead human bodies”, etc… 100 different subject titles, then I sorted out all existing content, every piece going into the most appropriate folder, as judged by Me.
Then, for the next several years, all new content curated, was immediately placed within the proper folder. After I started creating My zines, in 1989, I purchased 100 more file folders, gave them all the exact same names as the existing 100. Then, whenever I actually used an item within My zine, it was placed in the “new” file folder, to avoid using it again by accident.
Another major decision was how to attach the materials/content to the 8 1/2 + 11 inch heavy card stock paper I had decided to use as the foundation base for all pages. I considered many different glue options, but eventually decided to use good old Scotch brand “invisible” scotch tape. Unfortunately, it was not always completely invisible, depending upon the type of paper being taped to the heavy card stock base, tape marks were sometimes clearly visible on the finished product, as anyone who owns one of My zines can see. I used dozens of rolls of this tape, to construct every issue.
The creative process was always stream of consciousness and intuitive. Every page, really meaning every side of every page, since all pages were double-sided, has a general “theme”, be it graphic violence or religion or deformed feet, but material from different file folders was used on almost every page. Very rarely, was all material for a page taken from the same file folder.
Every issue was between 25 and 45 standard size, 8 1/2′ + 11′ inch pages long, which means 50 to 90 pages of content, since all pages were double sided. They were created via black and white xerox copying, although later issues featured a full color laser copy “centerfold”.
If you research color laser copying, you will find that this technology was brand new in the late 1980’s, and very expensive. I remember My first laser copies cost $1.50 for eachpage. A few months later they went down to .99 cents each, but that was still a killer, financially.
It still makes me chuckle when I remember the process of trying to get My base originals professionally copied. Yes, there were “self-service” copy machines around, but they were rare and their quality was not optimal. I wanted these copies made by a professional printing company, using a top-quality, high volume, xerox copy machine.
The first place I went, the lady just looked at my original, looked at Me, and said, “We don’t work with this kind of stuff”. Eventually I found a print/copy store located in a more “artistic” neighborhood, and they were willing to copy even the most gruesome pages. The first time I went there, I threw 10 $20 bills on the counter as soon as I walked in, then the clerk came over, I could see him looking at the money, then I took out My originals and said something like, “I need a lot of copies made, maybe a thousand or so, you think you can help me…?” He said Yes.
I remember they always asked me if I wanted to come back later, to pick them up, because it took at least 20 minutes, sometimes an hour or more, but I always told them I would wait, and I did. For the front and back covers, I paid extra for heavy card stock paper, and for the inside pages, especially later issues, I paid extra for 24 lb, “bright white” paper.
I “charged” $1.50 to $2.00 per issue, but many were given away free, in exchange for other zines, and for women’s high heeled shoes, among many other things. To produce each zine cost Me, easily, $3.00+, NOT including postage, so I lost hundreds of dollars on every issue. But of course there was no financial motivation behind any aspect of what I was doing.
Each issue had a print run between 150 and 400 copies. Issue #1 had a 150 copy run, so only 150 copies were ever created/distributed. The last issues had a 400 copy run. I also designed and printed stickers and cloth patches. The cloth patch was of very high quality. I used it for My Ideapod avatar.
So, I would carry home large cardboard boxes filled with thousands of xerox copies, day after day, and then, finally, came one of My favorite parts of the process, the actual assembly/creation of the magazine.
The pages were not numbered, so it was only after all the copies were made, that I began the deliberative process of deciding upon the page order. Only the front and back covers were, of course, determined in advance. Once this decision was made, I would begin the “pilings”. 25-45 different piles, of 150-400 copies, spread out on the floor, arranged via My chosen page order. Then I would go from pile to pile, take one page from each pile, back to front. Once I had the 25-45 pages in hand, I would go to My desk, very carefully shuffle the pages to try to get them perfectly lined up as a bound book would be, then I would very carefully staple the pages together. Of course there was never an absolutely perfect end result, but I took great pride in attempting to achieve perfection, and every tiny misalignment only serves to honor Me and My unique effort.
Then, repeat, 150-400 times. 🙂
This assembly process alone took 30+ hours of work, for the later, 400 copy runs.
I would estimate, from start to finish, I spent 400-500 hours working on each issue. Remember, every single page took 6+ hours, sometimes 10 hours, of deliberation and assembly. As these issues were published 2 months apart, you can see how much of My time during the 1989-1991 time period, was devoted to this endeavor.
This is how all human existence should always be. Obsessions of mind, Self-chosen, Self-directed, devoted to a task that gratifies and feeds and nourishes and expands and glorifies the Self-universe. A unique path, uniquely chosen, uniquely realized, everything done for Self-benefit.
I will always look back with limitless and unconditional love and pride, and profound admiration for everything I have chosen to do and to manifest, as a Self-universe. And this endeavor, approximately 2 1/2 years of fervent devotion to the external projection of My internal universe, holds a beloved and unmatched place within the core consciousness that is Me.
Several months ago I received an email that said, simply and solely: “Your writings make the world a better place.” It was sent from an iPhone, there was no other content, only this single sentence, and the email did not come from My handful of personally known devoted fans. I replied with a very brief form letter: “Thank you for appreciating Forbidden Truth”. I do this often, when I cannot determine the sincerity of a correspondent, but the email is respectful enough, and meets all of My quality control standards, to not deserve complete silence and immediate deletion.
I suspected then, and still do, that the email was not sincere. The human was trying to anger and upset Me, assuming, and it is a correct assumption, that I do not want to make the world a better place, as humans would define “better”, and might therefore find their assumption upsetting.
The Truth of course, is that nothing any human could say to Me, can impact My untouchable mind negatively.
Instead, this single sentence email comment sparked brilliant and profound Self-reflection, and I’ve decided to post My comprehensive Forbidden Truth ideological and definitional dissection of the stated opinion, right here, as a lengthy essay. Do My writings make the world a better place? The Truthful answer is really quite complex and requires a great deal of uniquely insightful analysis.
To begin, how must we define the “world”? Is it planet earth we speak of, or is it the entire cosmic universe? Traditionally, the term is used to isolate planet earth from the “universe”, and I suspect the e-mailer was referring to planet earth. But as you know, I am the farthest you can ever come from a traditionalist, and I accept no externally imposed definitions.
If we choose to limit the term to reference planet earth, both arguments can be made, that My writings do, and do not, make the “world” a better place. I advocate for the extinction of humanity, based upon the Forbidden Truth that humanity has proven it does not deserve to exist as a species. It is not “better” for any individual human to die, from their individual, Truth-based perspective, and species-wide extinction requires all humans to die.
Additionally, the circumstances that prompt human extinction to occur might also cause extreme and extensive harm to many, most, or even all other existing species of life on the planet. But this is only speculative. For example, it is interesting to note that nuclear radiation appears to impact many animals far less severely than it does humans: https://curiousmatic.com/radiation-affects-animals-nuclear-disaster/
On a long-term basis, human extinction may very well help other species of life to thrive on planet earth.
Therefore, if My writings help push humanity towards species extinction, and such extinction occurs, the “living world” on the planet may, in the long-term, be much better off.
On the flip-side, if you define the “world” as constituting the cosmic universe, My writings are even more likely to make the world a better place. Humanity is a scourge upon the universe, and any sane, logical, and analytical thinker knows that sentient life almost certainly exists elsewhere. The devolving, genetically malformed, diseased and unviable human species poses an existential threat to extraterrestrial life, and its extinction would make the universe itself, inherently better and safer for all extraterrestrial creatures.
Yes, nuclear radiation or other impacts might affect “outer space”, but the distance between earth and other habitable planets should render any such impacts very minor and negligible. In other words, the positives should far outweigh any negative impacts.
So, from this external analysis, the question at hand cannot be answered with 100% certainty. Depending upon the exact circumstances, the definitional perspective applied, and the species of life that are referenced, My writings could end up impacting the world negatively or positively.
So now, lets make the analysis more internal and narrowed to planet earth, to humanity and to individual human beings. It is very fair to say that a tiny number of humans who choose to expose themselves to My writings, can and do experience positive improvement to their True Reality mind universe. These are aspiring Superiors who both seek Truth, and are able to recognize and embrace Truth, to some degree. Truth itself can make the Self-universe stronger and healthier, therefore My writings can make individual Self-universes better.
But, does this translate to making the human “world” as a whole, better?? No, it does not. The vast majority of humans cannot successfully integrate My writings to their Self-universe, on a positive level. They cannot, they do not, and they will not. Their inferior minds perceive all primary Truths as constituting a negative attack upon them. They are traumatized by Truth, and respond negatively and with hostility.
Most simply retreat and flee, instead of actively lashing back at Me, because their terror, on a subconscious level, is too severe for them to directly engage Me. But either way, their response must be considered actively hostile, and their exposure to My writings does not render their Self-universe “better”, on any definitionally valid level.
So, some Self-universes are made “better” by My writings, but the vast majority are not. It is the cumulative total of all Self-universes, that shape and determine the state of the human world as a whole.
Therefore, by traditional human judgement, My writings do not serve humanity, they do not make the human world a better place, even as they do impact the isolated and rare Self-universe of a tiny minority of aspiring Superiors, in a positive way.
The Forbidden Truth is, My writings, uniquely brilliant as they are, have little chance of directly impacting the overall fate of the human world. The species has already laid in a collision course, the Self-destruct sequence has already been initiated, and cannot be halted or reversed. The species has already doomed itself. My literary brilliance exposes this Forbidden Truth, much more than it can/does/will directly impact it.
In conclusion, My writings can be accurately said to make the world a better place, and/or to make the world a worse place, depending upon the definitional and ideological criteria that is applied, and depending upon the mind-universe perceptions of individual readers, and depending upon the specific species of life being impacted:
2: Non-human, earth-dwelling animal.
3: Human being.
And to conclude even further: I have absolutely no aspirational goal to make the world of the human being better, in any way, on any level. All of My writings are inspired by love, honor, and respect for the glory and the sanctity of Myself and the Truth. If your internal Self-universe is made better, then good for you, and I honor your attempt to try to properly honor Yourself, and the Truth.
In My reply to this singular comment, aspiring Superiors should gain an understanding of how complex philosophical and ideological Self-analysis can and should be inspired and undertaken.
The Church of Forbidden Truth and The Forbidden Truth Bible?? Let us do a Mind Wide Open speculative analysis:
Just about 28 years ago, I began to publicly disseminate Forbidden Truth. And just about 18 years ago, I first began considering the creation of a seminal, historically unique text, which would bind together all of the thousands of different Forbidden Truths into a single document, The Manifesto of Forbidden Truth.
Of course I gave a great deal of thoughtful, careful consideration to exactly how to structure, organize, and present this seminal text to the universe. For at least six months of time, before I wrote a single word for the Manifesto, I weighed many different options, scenarios, and text structures. At every stage of this process, My focus was consistently the same: How to best honor, glorify, and sanctify both Myself, and the Truth.
At no time was I primarily focused on how to gain human supporters, or how to best convince any humans to accept or embrace any, much less all, of the Forbidden Truths.
It was 100% clear to Me that humanity as a whole, meaning the vast majority of all humans, was certain to reject the vast majority of all Forbidden Truths, no matter how they were presented. Therefore, any attempt to cater, pander, convince, or appeal to humanity to embrace Forbidden Truth, was both a tactical and an ideological stupidity. And The Seer does not do stupid things.
Still, one of the many options I considered, not for the purpose of trying to make Forbidden Truth more appealing to humans, but simply as one of many viable structural formats, was to present The Manifesto of Forbidden Truth as a religious text, a text of orders/commandments given to humanity by an omnipotent, supernatural force, and to pronounce Myself to be either this omnipotent, supernatural entity, or to pronounce Myself to be jesus christ returned from the dead to deliver these new orders to humanity, or to present Myself as a direct emissary and messenger of god, but not the god of christianity or any other previously known religion, but a brand new god creature never before mentioned in any existing historical human texts.
I gave all three of these options deliberate consideration, but the amount of time spent was relatively brief. And of course, as you know by now, I rejected all three options. I rejected them because they compromised and violated Truth. They would have soiled and tainted everything I wrote, every Forbidden Truth would have rested on a foundational house of cards. I could not, I would not, betray Myself, disrespect Myself and the sanctity of Truth, in such a perverse way.
But let it be clear, I understood and realized that choosing one of these three options would provide Me with unique and valuable tactical advantages. I knew then, as I know now, humanity would remain until species extinction, hopelessly addicted to the Insane God Myth.
As a student of Anton Szandor LaVey and The Satanic Bible I understood the enormous tactical advantage I could seize, in presenting Myself as a god, or as a direct emissary of a god, a god I could mold within the glorious image of Forbidden Truth, to terrorize and to reward all humans, based upon their obedience, harnessing My hypnotic, magnetic personality to embody a new god to draw in addicted god freaks from all existing religions, and manipulate their minds to become fervent devotees to all Forbidden Truth doctrine and decree.
Would it have worked? Yes, of course. But only to a limited degree. Forbidden Truth would still have terrified and repelled the vast majority. But still, many thousands would have been seduced, not by the Truth itself, but by the mythology of My mind-created god creature. Because you can believe Me, I know how to exploit and captivate the inferior human mind. I know the power of My own mind. Even 18 years ago, it was immense.
How many thousands would have been drawn into My web? Ten thousand? Fifty thousand?? More??? I can only speculate, but 10,000-25,000 genuine disciples seems like a reasonable number. Fifty thousand?? Probably not. Forbidden Truth would still have been too alien for so many to grasp onto.
As we all know, I chose the path of absolute and only Truth, the path hated by you pathetic hypocrites. And so here we are, 15+ years after I published The Manifesto, and I have approximately 20-40 genuinely sincere devotees, instead of the 10,000-25,000 I would have had had I presented Forbidden Truth as a religion. That’s a BIG difference, folks!
Speculating further on the path not taken, I want to make it perfectly clear that even if Forbidden Truth would have attained these 10,000-25,000 fervent religious disciples, they would NOT have succeeded in altering the Matrix of Universal Illusion under which all 21st century societies and governments operate. No structural systems would have been brought down.None of the Forbidden Truths would have been embraced or accepted by humanity. They would be better known, yes. But the universal rejection would be identical to now.
For Me personally, things would be very different. Right now, 15+ years after “The Forbidden Truth Bible” was presented to the universe, the odds are very high I would already have been either assassinated by the government, or jailed for life as an “infamous cult leader”. The regime could not and would not have allowed Me to amass even 10,000 devotees of the Forbidden Truth Religion. The conspiracy of silence and shunning works well for the regime with Me only having 20-40 devotees, but 10,000 would have posed an existential threat requiring them to actively and overtly take Me out of the picture, despite the risk that doing so could have led to increasing publicity and fame for Me, and therefore, in theory, an increase in the number of religious devotees to My Manifesto.
This is the power of religion, it allows anyone willing to lie, with a strong enough personality, to assemble a cult of brainwashed inferiors ready and willing to act on his commands, including to kill and to die based upon orders from the imaginary god creature. It works for christianity and islam, and it would have worked for the Forbidden Truth Religion, only on a much smaller scale, of course.
In the end, the Forbidden Truth cultists would not have changed the world in any way. They would have been demonized by society and government, massacred in an orchestrated war ritual like the Koresh followers, and/or rounded up and reprogrammed back to the mainstream cults of christianity and money worship and Sacred Family Unit slavery and all that other perverse nonsense.
Still, it would have been a hell of an interesting ride for Me.
Do I regret My decision, in hindsight? Of course not! The purity of Truth and the untouchability of Me reigns supreme at this moment, thanks to the unwavering devotion to Truth I have consistently demonstrated throughout My existence, in all life path choices I have made. I am so proud of what I stand for, so proud that nobody can ever or will ever be able to point out a lie, a deception, in any ideological or philosophical aspect of any of My Forbidden Truth texts.
Still, it is a mellow mind-meld, to consider what might have been. How much havoc could have been wreaked. Would I have made it to the national stage, live interviews on CNN, before the regime took Me out? Maybe.
Tonight, for my Conscious Dream, I think I will create an elaborate plot based upon Me going back in time and choosing to present Forbidden Truth as a religion, and playing out the scenario exactly as I would have most liked it to go… Within realistic limits, of course. I will not play it as the societal embrace of Forbidden Truth winning out in the end.