Diary of an Ascending Addict

My head is upside down, my whole being is retracted, constricted and just… mad. About Gaza, and it’s reflecting on my state of mind, my sate of being.

I realize I’ve been consumed by a latent rage and hatred for the perpetrators.

I also realize I can’t keep doing this. It’s not healthy and it’s certainly not helping anyone. First of all my own energy.

My wonderful sisters and bro-in-law, who I’ve asked to read my posts on Zionism, and whose opinion I value, told me among other things that they were a bit intense and fast-paced.

I see it and It’s because I’m writing in anger.

So I’ve decided to write from a different angle, without necessarily covering all the historic facts. Which seem to push my nose even further into the stench of their actions.

I know hating them is not the solution, so let’s take a little distance here.

When the vast majority of people are confronted with extreme events: death, birth, imminent danger for oneself or another, horror, shock, accidents, natural disasters, awe, deep despair or even extreme surprise, joy or beauty. They all say two words. No matter who they are, their class, origins, gender, beliefs, religion, age, ethnicity. The most decent of atheists and the most die-hard liberal, progressive agnostic. Everyone, in every single language or dialect on Earth.

They say: Oh God.

Only a very, very marginal few say: Oh Satan.

That’s how much Satanists are rare. But they are here, some are leaders and some are followers. And their belief in ‘The Devil’ is so strong that it makes them very powerful, on a certain level, in a certain dimension. 3D Earth, and since we’re all living in this dimension we feel all the brunt of their power.

But this power doesn’t come free, you have to pay the ultimate price. Your soul, your freedom and eternal salvation.

If it sounds religious, it’s because it is. It’s a religion to them. The church of Satan. A religion for which they’re willing to make terrible sacrifices, of themselves and others, especially children. No unconditional love there. It’s all conditioned, all regulated, all codified.

So does the Devil exist? Let’s put it that way. For them ‘he’ does. To them he’s their only reality. And knowing how powerful the human mind and beliefs are, I don’t doubt that he does. Does he actually exist outside of their belief? Well, I have no proof, although demonic possessions are very real. Since the start of my awakening, I’ve come to realize, pretty much flabbergasted, that everything we call myth, legend or even scripture – actually does exist in this multidimensional, timeless cosmos.

One of the most fascinating books I’ve ever read was People of the Lie by M. Scott Peck (1983).

A deep-dive into the nature of evil, and that’s exactly what we’re talking about here. Surfing around on the web I came upon this old review of the book which I found hit the nail on the head.

 “Peck conceives of even the most extreme manifestations of evil as arising from these more banal circumstances – from personalities that are willfully impenetrable to self-examination and, to maintain that state, engage in scapegoating of others”.

Darkness is not evil. Night is not evil, it’s wonderful. Darkness is not right or wrong, it simply IS. Our own darkness, our own shadow is not evil, they’re the parts of ourselves that carry most trauma and pain, where light-ness is lacking. But they are also the aspects of self from which our deepest lessons and most profound growth stem, like a dark fertile soil (Carl Jung). This has nothing to do with evil, it is actually the key of life and evolution. Being “Spiritual” or “Realized’ doesn’t mean to detest, shun or despise your shadow. On the contrary, our shadow, our inner child are aspects of the self that need our unconditional love, our full attention and compassion to heal, integrate and thrive.

Evil is entirely different, it is: “Live spelled backwards” as Peck so brilliantly puts it. It is a choice, in this realm of absolute Free Will, that’s been made over and over again, to go against life, to turn one’s back to the light, to stop the natural evolution and flow of life. It would be like a sun flower refusing to turn to the light when the sun comes up. Pretty unnatural don’t you think?

Another quote from the review:

“Since they’re not capable of truly blaming themselves for anything – even small things – honestly enough to change in the slightest way, they must constantly create fictional contexts (i.e., lies) to rationalize why it’s all someone else’s fault, without exception. Elevated to the level of political power, this can manifest under extreme conditions in wars and genocides, but Peck describes how that is just the most conspicuous tip of the iceberg.”

Lies and victim mentality. Willfully feeling, even when they have all the perks of material life, like the eternal victim and creating other victims to expand this energy. Constructing a web of lies, so intricate and opaque (the False Matrix, individual or collective), that not the slightest sliver of light can poke through. And of course, predating on innocence, the epitome of light embodied is how they do it and relishing every second of it.

And finally, to end this post:

“….the fact that lies are its raw materials, that it seems to have a conscious malice toward the truth rather than mere indifference, etc. That evil people seem to be fundamentally constructed of lies, and become panicky and nakedly malevolent when their lies begin to fall apart.”

We have the biggest proof of that, broadcasted on our phones, every single day. Not just in Gaza…Everywhere.

(r/books, Reddit, 8 years ago)People of the Lie