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Society is built on lies.
Those who can't lie; those who can't help but speak the obvious truths, come to ruin.
Only an evil God would enjoy the company of such socities.
The Jewish God of the Bible hates it and makes no bones about the fact that he really and desperately wants to wipe everyone the fuck out for using the divinity he gave them to construct - and accept - such a society.
He implied in the Bible and made more blatant thereafter that he would abide mankind for 120 worlds.
If they didn't make it by then, well, then he was done with the species.
Each of us know NUMEROUS truths that we would suffer for revealing.
Simple truths, universal truths, common sense truths that anyone who isn't hypnotized by the dominant cultures sees clearly, and even the hypnotized would aknowledge if spoken with one to one, with respect, heart to heart.
Society does not deserve to survive.
No society that rewards the liar and shuns the truthteller deserves to survive.
Prophets appeared among us. Prophets who told the truth.
And once they were safely dead and buried the societies of our ancestors acknowledged them, mourned them, revered them, or prayed to them.
ANYTHING but follow them - or at fucking least treating their contemporary successors better than their ancestors treated those whose words they daily intone.
In Today's World, if you are my friend, I implore you to make it to the top, enslave your fellow, get on the invite list to Epstein Island.
Those are the true morals of our society.
Sucks to be you, or me, if in the hope of a better world we came to abhor such behaviors or inclinations.
For two years I kept my word.
I tried to do what Isaiah and many others sought to do. I committed to doing so, come what may.
They sought to create a beatific world of universal human concern and happiness.
In such a world no body suffers.
It's a nice world to think about. Hell, even the longest live richest billionaire alive today would live longer and happier in such a world. But the systems created by our ancestors are so deeply embedded in the soil of our society today that nobody but a madman envisions its possibility in his lifetime.
I played the role of visionary for 2 years.
It's all explained here. If you're prone to judge a video within it's first minute then start watching at 8:15.
Now what. Should I go on screeching-and-being-ignored like the prophet himself?
The section of Isaiah I read here is about Yom Kippur.
And it is read aloud in synagogue on every single Yom Kippur.
And literally nobody gives a shit.
Of the dozen+ Orthodox Rabbis I have asked about this chapter ONLY TWO knew that it is read on Yom Kippur and only one knew what it said.
So - in a world where villany pays (so long as you can afford a Harvard lawyer) I won't perpetuate the lie that you ought to flee villanous pursuits to the best of your ability.
There is no LOVE of goodness here. There is only FEAR of being caught.
God has set the world up in such a way that we are certain to destroy ourselves. Until such a time comes as our cowardice in accepting a justice-free world hatches all our eggs you may as well play by the rules that work. And woe to the moral.
I have been blessed with knowledge of the Yovel - The Sabbath of Sabbaths. What that means for what I say and do I do not know.
Had I at least have gotten close over the course of my commitment these past years via gaining enough of a name for myself to be newsworthy and enough of a nestegg to make it through the next two years without needing to pursue money in any way then my struggle would have born fruit.
I wouldn't have to pursue either money or an audience and thus my carefree living and speaking would have an audience and reach the world.
But I have not gotten there. And it is forbidden to struggle during Yovel.
So for now I must accept, and teach, that the world runs as it does. Society's rules are putrid and no body is seeking to change them. So do for you as best you can.
Things will get worse.
We got so fuckin close.
All I needed was an audience.
Recorded: October 6th, 2023.
As for me? If Mencken at his most sardonic is correct, I may be condemned by my unique make-up.
Let's hope he's wrong.