But both girl and boy were glad
‘Cause one kid had it worse than that.
Lyrics from a song, Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm, Crash Test Dummies.
They weren’t glad though. Kids are not glad at other kids pain, their prison, their oppression.
See folks, Toby Grave, it didn’t matter what was happening in my home, the homes of many friends, the absence of Paul’s parents, nothing at all compared to what was happening within the walls of the house that was Grave.
12 or so kids in the primary school class, 12 or so kids that lived their whole lives together, 12 or so kids who extended the familes of one other by 11. We were a family, Alvie Primary School was the best of the best families. A family which Toby Grave was forbidden to participate in.
He was not allowed to play sport, not even lunch time football and cricket with his brothers and sisters.
Birthday parties, weekend sport, Christmas, Easter, school camps, holidays together, hide and seek in the farmer’s hay sheds, chilling out at the top of big trees watching the world from the top of the world. All of us there together, all of us with the exception of Toby Grave.
Occasionally, very occasionally, we could visit Toby and Toby could visit us, once per year at our place and once per year at his house, the terms of visitation were very strict.
Yeah, buddies, one kid had it worse than all of my that, a hell, a prison, an oppressive fortress which stopped that kid from experiencing any version of being a kid. Fuck you broke my heart Toby Grave, still do buddy, because I love you with the whole thing and despise what your radical religous cunts of parents entirely took from you.
My Dad, he took most of it but not all of it, yeah, one kid had it much fucking worse that that, one kid never ever had any understanding of any heading or subtitle that is child.
Fuck what you stole from my good mate Jehovah’s Witness cunts, all religous cunts and what you do to your kids, my mates, yeah this topic is personal from the start of my starting. Jehovah’s Witness folk I despise you from the being of my being’s being.
Let’s continue to talk you religion.
What is religion and belief?
To be honest, the title is pretty boring, but it is what it is. The simple fact of the matter is that religion, all belief, is a severe mental health issue. As severe, or even moreso, as obesity. It is not simply a mental health issue all though it is; to be religious, for belief to be any part of your life is to be mentally retarded.
Down Syndrome? No these guys are not mentally retarded, they are born differently, their bits and pieces are not put together like the majority of the population, however it would be a million times better having Down Syndrome than being you.
Religion, all religion, all of it being the same, let’s make sure we highlight this;
I believe (guess) in the Christian God.
I believe (guess) in the the Muslim faith.
I guess (believe) in Buddha.
I guess (believe) in atheism.
I believe (guess) …….
It does not matter what follows those first two words, the fact they are used means every single thing that comes after it is the same guess, all the same guess, no matter what pathetically stupid words you use.
You believe, the more stupid that belief (Christianity at the top), the more mentally retarded you are. If you believe in anything you are mentally retarded.
That you cannot see the horrible all this shit continues to do to the world, the horrible it did to get set and to stay, the fucking awful in between.
Do you believe the treatment of Australian Aboriginal people when the whites arrived was just? Do you believe in the Christian god?
If you believe in one of these you believe the other, no difference in how they treated people. The only change is one was 2000 years ago and one 250. If you are a Christian you believe in, love, promote, and condone genocide of marginalised populations, of our very first people, of killing people with advanced arms when they only have sticks. Yes, you are a fucking weak coward too.
You are genocidal scum, you are mentally retarded.
Belief and guessing
Are you arguing that belief and guessing are different, they are not the same thing? Are you really? Well, I suppose you are right.
A guess is stating a position based on some evidence.
A belief is holding a position based on NO evidence.
I guess they are different after all, a guess is much more true actually, there is some evidence driving it, belief there is none at all. A big difference, are you too mentally retarded to see that very simple difference?
Faith, fucking mentally retarded braindead valueless oxygen thieving cunts, is an action of belief.
Do you have faith that if you jump off a cliff and hit the bottom you’ll be fine, bounce right back up?????? Have you done this???? No, you have not, so stop spreading such violent ignorent bullshit guesses. Instead, if that is what you truly believe you have to do it, you must jump from a high, very fucking high, spot and then, should you bounce up, you can talk to it.
Until then you are a mentally retarded weak violent ignorant life-destroying dumb fucking cunt.
Wake up, but first, please, pretty please, test your faith, especially if it involves likely death. Churches that believe this shit, have a mass faith-off versus one another, cull the stupid population significantly. The best thing you have ever done and will ever do for the world religious people.
Or, alternatively, look in the mirror and wake the fuck up, tell yourself to be better, to grow a brain. But, you won’t do this hey buds? It takes courage, it is hard, you need to work, cannot be allergic to it fat spuds.
Every moment the end
Fred’s life is pure beauty, just pure beauty in every moment and thank fuck too.
To exist in this world is near impossible when you have the ability to use your brain for its purpose fully, you understand that this is very unique, so far in your universe you will be the only one. But you, reader, are not, not at all, not even close. Fred is there, you are still trying to get accepted into freedom kindergarten, so that shit that just came into your head or out your mouth is just ego self-serving bullshit, you need to get rid of it.
Fred’s done, pretty sure this is well known. By done, he is done, does not want to live anymore and does not care to however he will not end his life when attachment is part of the decision. One day, will be right, he is hoping that day will be soon, today ideally, every today.
To even walk to the shops to get cigarettes knowing he has to interact with another human is sickening, he knows that you are the same violence of every war, the worst of people, that you are no different to Hitler and his minions in how brainwashed, boring and braindead you are. You just follow shit because everyone else is, no matter what that shit is, the everybody else still drives it.
To have a conversation when you are free is just disgusting, completely disgusting, to have to listen to the rubbish you will not listen to or even look at and it is coming out of your mouth.
It is hell this world, Australia especially, but all of it is living in hell. Human beings are hell.
Fortunately for Fred, maybe, this world is beautiful beyond anything that could possibly be experienced. If you still see a tree just as a tree you have experienced zero. If you see it is a living entity you have experienced a little. When you know that you and it are exactly the same, here for the same reason, doing the same thing, that together you are oneness and unity, at this point you are experiencing a good deal.
The point where there is absolutely no separation between you and that tree, cat, rat, dog shit, is the stage of, or on the path to, full experience. Are you here yet? No, you are not.
It is this beauty that keeps Fred going and has done for years, the oneness with the universe, the knowing beyond any fucking doubt of doubt that you, and all, are the same thing doing exactly the same thing together. Experiencing yourself. The perfection in this thing is the perfection of beauty, without it, yes, Fred would already be dead.
Fred has experienced this world and then some, this phenomenally beautiful thing, he has nothing left he needs to try or experience, nothing at all.
A real conversation would be great, it is not available on this earth.
A real family where all members are encouraged to be who they are rather than being forced to be who the parents need them to be, not the little pawns that you had to be just to pawns, to bully, push, bash and thrash around without resistance. An opportunity to project your coward onto the complete innocent, the harmless, who you do nothing but destroy with your ignorance. Safety in another person does not exist, so family is out.
Family is probably out anyway, this sick disgusting world. There is nothing more selfish a person can do than bring an innocent, one without a choice into this world, nothing more selfish.
These sick disgusting remove the Iranian leader protestors, fucking mentally retarded sick, are you still celebrating the killing of another human being knowing now, which you should have before, that fuckloads more are being killed? Fuckloads of innocents, fuckloads of children who will never experience any life, even if they live through this shit?
Where are you now cowards? Where is your voice? Are you still proudly banging on about another being killed? Have you forgotten all those infants, babies, who right now as you read this are screaming for their dead mothers? Are screaming because shrapnel just tore their fucking legs off? Are not screaming at all as that same shrapnel went straight through their heart, their head? Are you still celebrating?
Do you, any of you, ever think beyond the yelling and screaming you do in order to bring attention to yourself?
Who would really want to live in this sick fucking world??
So, Fred, his beautiful life, is allowing that same moment of freedom to bring his beautiful death. It’ll simply be, which it almost is, walking past that thing, that space at the right time, in the right mood when the head just simply says enough, let us finish this, and Fred will jump, he will say goodbye without saying goodbye to anyone.
The only man who ever really lived becomes the first man to really choose his death, how phenomenally beautiful.
But, hence, cannot be done with attachment, today attachment is in the space clearly, ignorance would be driving the jump, no point living in integrity if one is going to blow it all away by dying in hypocrisy.