Saturday, June 1, 2013

Madonna Dentata





Madonna in the Aughts


There have been many takes on Angelina Jolie's recent announcement that she had a preemptive double mastectomy. Jolie's mother died of breast cancer at the age of 56. After seeking medical advice and testing positive for the "cancer gene," Jolie, 37, made the decision to have both of her breasts removed, reconstructive surgery and is planning to have her ovaries removed in the future: Inside Her Brave Choice.

This was lauded by many as courageous and brave; I'd have to agree that it takes guts to make this type of health care decision. But is it the type of courage that the average woman can afford? Is it a viable decision for a woman without the best doctors, reconstructive surgeons, and drugs. Yes, drugs because this kind of tampering with the female reproductive system is prone to  throw women into early menopause, and you can rest assured that Jolie and other wealthy celebrity women who practice this type of preventative medicine are going to be pumping up with the very best bio-identical hormones to keep them from getting old and dried up while they are still in their prime, and probably well past their prime. The test itself costs $3000 and is not covered by insurance. Jolie, an international sex symbol, stated that she did not believe that the operations affected her femininity. This was picked up on and affirmed loudly by a number of Hollywood celebrities and talk-show hosts sporting breast implants, facial reconstruction and most likely Botox.

 Transhumanism Co-opting the "Health Care" System
There is no way that I can keep Transhumanism out of this post. The basis of Angelina Jolie's bold health care decision is explained in terms of bad human genetics - the BRCA1  gene that they found in Jolie gives her an 87 percent chance of developing breast cancer, according to medical science, and is referred to as a "faulty" gene. The message going out about Jolie's medical decision is once again having to do with doctors playing God and science improving on human biology: making it better and less defective than the sad-sack biology we are all born with. 
Jolie has previously always  denied ever having work done on her face or body, saying that she does not criticize others who choose to have plastic surgery, if it makes them" feel better" about themselves. However, because of the exhaustive work of obsessive celebrity snoops with poorly written Web sites (kudos, you are the best, you know who you are), it is clear that she has (moderately, discreetly) been having lots of small incremental surgeries to change her looks over the years, giving her the chiseled goddess look for which she has become famous. Celebrities such as Jolie have their breasts done and re-done all the time because it is an occupational requirement to remain preternaturally young and supernaturally beautiful to keep working as an actor in films, ads and TV and to keep their celeb status. They write it off on their taxes as a business expense. Reading material: All about subtlety

While the American Society of Plastic Surgeons (ASPS) is no doubt in ecstasy over this new stride in breast cancer research; how much of a positive impact is this going to have for breast cancer treatment for women overall? What message does it send to regular women, especially those who, upon hearing that they have actual breast cancer, need to make some big decisions?  While Angelina Jolie's surgeries are being praised as supportive of the everywoman as in: "Hey, don't feel bad about losing a breast or two to cancer- celebrities are doing it voluntarily," it also diminishes the real trauma and loss that average women go through when they undergo cancer treatment and mastectomies. Because average women don't have the best plastic surgeons on earth available to them, may not have good health benefits that provide a wide range of post-op choices, hormone therapy, or may not even cover advanced diagnostics to begin with.


True Life Case Study

I know two women, both were diagnosed with breast cancer at around the same time during the last three years.
Woman A lived in a small, moneyed community and when diagnosed with an in situ (encapsulated) breast tumor was given emergency Medicaid through the women's clinic she went to, which was working with the Komen Foundation. The clinic rep literally sold her on having both breasts implanted at a much bigger size, even the healthy one, making her practically giddy with delight that she was going to get expensive breast augmentation for free. Woman A was almost 50 years old at the time, and wasn't counseled about how large breasts cause back problems for older women, nor was it mentioned to her that women can have ongoing complications from breast implants, even the saline ones.

Woman B lives in the Bay Area, where there is fierce competition for state funded health care benefits and was on constant edge that MediCal would not give her funding for the surgery and drugs she needed. She had to prove economic hardship before she could get even the most immediate and necessary care funded, and they would not spring for expensive follow-up diagnostics, reconstructive surgery or a breast implant, even one. Although Woman B is several years younger than Woman A, they said that she did not have enough skin elasticity to warrant an implant and reconstructive.

The whole preemptive and retooling approach to breast cancer is a graft field day that is waiting to happen, and I suspect might already be happening to a certain degree. Non-profits work on the concept of "use it or lose it", the idea being that the more you give out based on documented  need,  the more or greater you will be allotted . Think of what will happen if massive amounts of cash need to be raised, not for basic prevention, early detection, good treatment and post-op, but for expensive what-if diagnostics, double mastectomies just in case and high-end reconstructive surgeries and implants. Massive fund raising and matching grants to, not so much treat women who already have breast cancer, but to lop off the healthy breasts of women who are afraid they may get breast cancer, but only after the pricey gene test, of course. Because this is America, and this is an idea being promoted by Hollywood celebrities, I do not feel as if this projection is far-fetched. Due to the ongoing Federal investigation to determine if public money is being inappropriately used on abortions, the Komen Foundation dumped its funding of Planned Parenthood (later rescinded after patrons withdrew from the KF in response), which was PP's main way of paying for breast screenings for its main constituency, low-income women. We do not hear a word from  the Komen Foundation regarding the appropriateness of raising monies for preemptive double mastectomies and other particular measures that could become issues if Jolie's choices become a trend in breast cancer treatment - yet.
Article: Komen Vs. Planned Parenthood


Forever Jung

Just as I cannot let an article go by without mentioning the Transhuman agenda, so I cannot sign off without bringing up symbolism. When this many symbolic triggers are being squeezed in the collective - Madonna the popstar is a knock-off of the  pagan fertility queen-of heaven inverse to the real mother of God, Inanna the Sumerian sex goddess, Puella Aeturnus (Forever Young feminine archetype - Transhuman fantasy), and Devouring Mother (destructive feminine archetype - she who offers up  others for consumption) - you have to wonder how the feminine archetypes are being altered and thereby degraded, and why. What's in it for them? And who is them?



I became a born-again Christian at the end of 2012, beginning of 2013, in large part because of my many supernatural experiences, which I was just too dense to "get" for almost my entire life up until recently, in 2015. I stupidly thought that spiritual warfare occurred between two beings; I thought that "I" was fighting the out-of-body attacker. I no longer believe in practicing astral travel, depth psychology, reincarnation, astrology, numerology, tarot, kabbalah, channeling or anything of that nature, except as devices of satan and the dark side. Yes, I believe in a literal satan/lucifer/devil and I don't care if the world thinks that I am crazy, stupid, etc. My beliefs are based on my own experiences and the experience of salvation as offered and given to me by Jesus Christ. Astral travel is powered by demons, who want you cut loose in their spiritual worlds (the lower heavens) so they can destroy you physically, mentally and spiritually. I, (and anyone around me) have only been protected from demonic malice and shenanigans by the Lord, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit that takes up residence and indwells in those who call upon the Lord; that is where the glory goes, and it is that which has saved me from destruction, death and from being lost forever spiritually, countless times, and countless other times that I don't even know about. May God bless anyone reading this and may you find the Truth of God, soon, before your time is up.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The Lyin', The Witch, The Wardrobe & The Apocalypse

 Ghosts And The Machine 


It is my, mostly unsubstantiated by regular history, theory that occultist Aleister Crowley's job was to usher in the demonic kingdom that would lead to the end times battle as foretold in the book of Revelation. I believe that Crowley thought that in so doing he was working the "Great Work" of the master occultist, which is open to interpretation.

Eliphas Levi, pretty much the progenitor of modern Western (Egyptian stream of alchemical schools of thought) Esotericism and ceremonial magic expanded the originally alchemical concept to cover a broader range of occult practices:
From Wikipedia on Great Work:
...there exists in nature a force which is immeasurably more powerful than steam, and by means of which a single man, who knows how to adapt and direct it, might upset and alter the face of the world. This force was known to the ancients; it consists in a universal agent having equilibrium for its supreme law, while its direction is concerned immediately with the great arcanum of transcendental magic…This agent…is precisely that which the adepts of the middle ages denominated the first matter of the Great Work. The Gnostics represented it as the fiery body of the Holy Spirit; it was the object of adoration in the secret rites of the Sabbath and the Temple, under the hieroglyphic figure of Baphomet or the Androgyne of Mendes.
Lévi, Éliphas (1968). Transcendental Magic: its Doctrine and Ritual. Arthur Edward Waite...
 [Wiki goes on to say that Levi] defined it as such:
The Great Work is, before all things, the creation of man by himself, that is to say, the full and entire conquest of his faculties and his future; it is especially the perfect emancipation of his will [emphasis mine].[2]
Thelema, based on Crowley's philosophies of 'True Will'  further elaborated on the meaning of the Great Work - by tying in the concept of transcendence through the perfection of Will to ceremonial magic. In any event I believe that Crowley never intended to complete the Great Work himself, which is why he left the Thoth Tarot legacy as a way for subsequent humanity to complete the work for him en masse. It needed that amount of psychical mass, or that vast a search engine, if you will. In other words, the Thoth Tarot was a tool to be used as a means of concentrating large quantities of focus and energy into the demonic and anti-human symbols that were necessary to open the doorways from the demonic realms into our earth and human existence. Crowley saw himself as the avatar of the antichrist, a liberator who would reconcile opposites by unleashing the creative forces of chaos upon the oppressive forces of convention: the same Luciferian light source of the Masons and Theosophists would shine upon the forces of ignorance and repression, liberating mankind from the prison of limitation and mortality. Crowley especially felt that Christianity embodied these repressive forces, denouncing Christianity, as an age of a slave-god, soon to end, while inaugurating his chaos messiah, Horus, as the deity of the New Aeon.

From my perspective this has largely been accomplished by virtue of the fact that almost every aspect of earth civilization has become a vehicle for some sort of occult focus, including religions that do not consider themselves as practicing the occult. The Catholic Church and the new Christian Mystery Schools and Christian Hermeticism are steeped in Egyptian magic and mysticism. The word Hermetic comes from the Egyptian god Thoth-Hermes, Hermes Trismegustus, then Hellenic, then Greek, god Hermes, the god of magic. This is why the "Crowley Tarot Deck," is officially named the 'Thoth' Tarot, even though it is lauded for its beautiful paintings depicting cross-cultural symbols. Cross-cultural if every culture has a morally ambivalent approach to matter and thereby the power generated through mass consciousness. Earth's leadership has also become populated, to use metaphor-speak, by opportunistic infections from all spiritual and pseudo-spiritual disciplines.

It IS Rocket Science

One of Crowley's helpful hints to students of O.T.O. on ushering in his professed new age of liberty and light,was to make sure his protege Jack Parsons, the rocket science magus who developed jet propulsion and worked with the young L. Ron Hubbard as a ceremonial magician, brought through Babalon, the spirit of the unrepentant whore who rides through Revelation 17:3-5. Parsons was to do this through an VIIIth Degree magical working of O.T.O. (Ordo Templi Orientis).

From Jack Parson's and the Fall of Babalon, by Paul Rydeen, an excellent tract on this affair:


 "Parsons wrote Crowley, "I have diligently followed the VIIIth Degree instructions as (a) creation of new orders of being with consecrated talismanic images... Possible connective result: increase in writing output; (b) Invocation of Mother Goddess...  The rite ended with Parsons commanding the spirit to appear in human form.

and:

On February 23, 1946 Parson triumphantly wrote to Crowley, "I have my elemental! She turned up on night after the conclusion of the Operation, and has been with me since." The Elemental was Marjorie Cameron.
Then:

[Early March 1946]... Parsons recorded in a letter to Crowley...  "I believe it was the result of the IXth Degree working with the girl who answered my elemental summons. I have been in direct communication with the one who is most Holy and Beautiful... I cannot write the name at present." Secretly he did write her name. He called her Babalon. ...In Liber 49 Babalon says she is the incestuous daughter of Nuit and Horus. Her avatar on earth is the Scarlet Woman.
 Which brings us to the witch, Marjorie Cameron. Parsons was disenchanted with human relationships and sexuality and wanted to bring forth an elemental mate made manifest through a human woman. He and Hubbard worked magic and materialized Marjorie Cameron through an acquaintance that brought her by their residence, the Pasadena house that Parsons had inherited from his father. Cameron went on to become Parsons' wife and priestess.
Parsons was greatly affected by working #VIII-which produced Cameron-who from then on participated in his O.T.O. magic.  Parsons was determined to produce the magical child, a.k.a. moonchild, a.k.a homunculous. Rydeen's book quotes from Crowley's Moonchild to explain the concept:
  [magicians, alchemists]... wanted very much to produce a man who should not be bound up in his heredity...
...they started in paraphysical ways...they repudiated natural generation altogether... ...made figures of brass, and tried to induce souls to indwell them. ... 

...other magicians sought to make this Homunculous in a way closer to nature... ... they had conjurations that they thought capable of doing this...  ... they would be able to cause the incarnation of beings of infinite  knowledge and power, who would be able to bring the whole world into Light and Truth."

There are several versions of how Parsons , Hubbard and Crowley (died in 1947) attempted to create the moonchild through the use of the atomic detonations - the blasts being a way to blow a hole in the fabric of reality, that, combined with incantations, and possibly an organic host formed from human tissue and fluids, would be the necessary formula for this fabrication. This bit of hocus pocus is historically recorded as fact, by the way.

  After a long downward spiral, during which Parsons lost everything, he was blown up in a 'mysterious' explosion in his home laboratory. That someone who played around with demonic forces and named himself the anti-christ after taking the 'Oath of the Abyss' would die in a horrible and torturous manner does not seem illogical, however. Parsons was blown up in a mercury fulminate explosion that tore up part of his jaw, tore off his arm, broke the other one and both of his legs, but he did not die until another 45 minutes had passed, and it has been hinted at that his death may likely have been a sacrifice to his goddess Babalon. As his partner in magic and scribe for a time, L. Ron Hubbard, poetically channeled years before Parsons' death:


"She is the flame of life, power of darkness, she destroys with a glance, she may take thy soul. She feeds upon the death of men... She will; absorb thee, and thou shalt become living flame before she incarnates."

How like the famous quote by Robert Oppenheimer upon the detonation of the first atomic bomb at the Trinity site:


The sight of the terrible apparitional mushroom cloud climbing into the heavens made Oppenheimer remember a line from the Bhagavad Gita: ‘Now I am become death, the destroyer of the worlds’ (BhG.XI.32).
 
 Apparently those with their fingers on the triggers all have occult philosophies somewhere at the core of their thinking. Nice.

 Time Will Tell

Crowley must have known all along that magical workings of the magnitude in which he was mentoring Parsons had to have a sacrifice, or several in order to succeed. Parsons was collateral damage, but from all accounts of his life, he was a willing victim, because he was drinking from the same font of  Kool-aid as Crowley. Except that Crowley (1875-1947) appears to have spat a lot of his out in the sink while no one was looking, because he managed to live well-beyond the life expectancy of someone with his penchant for risky business. Parsons is described in many Internet articles as a "failed magician," or sometimes a "successful rocket scientist but failed magician;" I would like to counterpoint these phrases with the idea that Parsons was a very successful magician, in that I believe that he did bring through the spirit of Babalon by renting open the fabric of time and space to allow a way for the demonic energies that used him to come through. Problem was Parsons didn't see them as demonic, he believed the Crowley propaganda that O.T.O. magic was liberating mankind from the repressive forces of the Judeo-Christian paradigm. Oooppsss... excepting that the type of demonic forces , the Luciferian, chaos-forces are part of that very same Judeo-Christian paradigm. Interesting how that works like that. The fact that they were using the Scarlet Woman and the Whore of Babylon as feminine archetypes shows that Crowley was totally into assisting his hyper-dimensional masters in ushering in the Apocalypse, the very same one that is in the book of Revelation, yes, in the Bible, the Christian Bible, of which the Old Testament is about the Hebrew Judaean culture before the arrival of Jesus Christ. Parsons was used and ultimately sacrificed his life and possibly his soul so that Crowley and company's agenda could be carried out, an occult agenda on which H.P. Blavatsky was an interesting highlight, spurring on the research of the Golden Dawn. The GD did the legwork for Crowley, so that he could, when the time and technology was right, open the way for his New Aeon. Parsons big fallacy, apart from being used as a human sacrifice, was that he thought that he was going to impregnate wife Marjorie Cameron in the usual human biological way and that she would give birth to an actual organic hybrid of some sort.

The thing to be considered for me in knowing about the Babalon working and the invocation of both the Goddess Babalon (who is likened to Nuit, Kali, Isis, etc.) and the creation of a magical person formed by art, not by God, is what did they bring through the veil? Because if they summoned Babalon, who has been illustrated well enough through the journals of Jack Parsons, Crowley and Hubbard into this world, and 'she' is here, that means that the spirit of all that she embodies and her role in the Apocalypse is alive in the world and aiding to unfold the journey of the end of life as we know it. When magicians rend the fabric of time and space, they do so against the forces of nature, not with them, and that which occurs is likely to go, as they say, sideways - the result being unpredictable, uncomfortable, disastrous. As one of the article links points out - to blow apart time, space and primordial matter is to blow apart the union of opposites and usher in the age of rebellion - the one against the other. That is the spirit of Luciferianism -  the all war, all unrest all chaos, all the time channel. There is a reason people in the occult are called 'channels' and why radio wave and cathode tube technology were 'discovered' concurrently with the rise of Victorian spiritualism - seances, channeling, spirit trumpets and the like. It is because spirits reside on the on the same invisible frequencies as broadcast technologies.
A lot has been written about Marjorie Cameron, and there is a strong revival of interest in her art work, a new biography, etc. She is considered by the arty and occult-oriented, who are often one and the same nowadays, as a chic, creative force and a kind of  early feminist, in that she was a champion of women's personal liberation and sexual liberation. Her life in retrospect was besieged with financial problems, and as an artist by frustration and obscurity; she eventually remarried after Parsons - and conceived a daughter with a mentally ill guy who committed suicide (Note to self: She, also, was a 'successful magician'). Cameron was featured in a brief article in W magazine ( Fashion bible of the Jet Set, I've read). News Flash: Hollywood L.A. and the entertainment industry are influenced by occultism and witchcraft.  So whether or not Cameron really became Babalon incarnate and gave birth to the moonchild on the astral plane, as she claimed to have done years after the official Babalon working, she can truly claim to be one of Hell's Belles.

 Titled: CAMERONS [SIC] INFLUENCE SEEN AT SAINT LAURENT SPRING 2013 RUNWAY
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A Bit of Testimony*

I became a born-again Christian at the end of 2012, beginning of 2013, in large part because of my many supernatural experiences, which I was just too dense to "get" for almost my entire life up until recently, in 2015. I stupidly thought that spiritual warfare occurred between two beings; I thought that "I" was fighting the out-of-body attacker. I no longer believe in practicing astral travel, depth psychology, reincarnation, astrology, numerology, tarot, kabbalah, channeling or anything of that nature, except as devices of satan and the dark side. Yes, I believe in a literal satan/lucifer/devil and I don't care if the world thinks that I am crazy, stupid, etc. My beliefs are based on my own experiences and the experience of salvation as offered and given to me by Jesus Christ. Astral travel is powered by demons, who want you cut loose in their spiritual worlds (the lower heavens) so they can destroy you physically, mentally and spiritually. I, (and anyone around me) have only been protected from demonic malice and shenanigans by the Lord, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit that takes up residence and indwells in those who call upon the Lord; that is where the glory goes, and it is that which has saved me from destruction, death and from being lost forever spiritually, countless times, and countless other times that I don't even know about. May God bless anyone reading this and may you find the Truth of God, soon, before your time is up.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

The High Cost of Nectar

The High Cost of Nectar






I’d not seen Alaia (AL)for nearly two years, so I was surprised when she called, said she was in town for awhile and wanted to get together. We went for a walk in a beautiful wetlands area to catch up on one another's lives. Like my life at the time, the day was dull and overcast, and because it was the weekend, the trail was full of families, people taking pictures, pedestrians with ear buds and camelback packs and lots of dogs.
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She related to me that her son had just died at the age of 44─a massive heart attack. I asked her if he had any kids, and she said yes, one girl, her granddaughter who she saw once a year. So, "He had a family”, I said, not really knowing much about her personal life. I knew she’d had five kids, and two husbands, one of which went missing for over twenty years. The detective that finally found him told her that his memory had been “wiped,” he had some sort of permanent amnesia and was on disability in a large Eastern Seaboard City. "Yes", she replied, adding that she had gotten over the grief quickly and was not in the lingering state of devastation that had followed the suicide of another son, in his twenties at the time, some eight years or so ago. She had used the Hindu science of breath to move her through it. I asked if her other two children were OK, and she said that they were, still having a hard time, that they were all marveling that she was so strong.
She is a very strong woman. She is almost 67 years of age and looks much younger. She has long straight chestnut colored hair, completely natural, only has a little grey on the sides. You only see it if she puts her hair behind her ears. Her face is mostly clear and unlined, the complexion of a much younger woman, although to my senses she bears the traces of suffering around the eyes and mouth that most women get as they age. To live is to experience loss, and that suffering becomes part of who we are, no matter what the beauty regimen. Alaia is fit from years of walking and swimming first thing in the morning, in natural un-chlorinated water, to catch the first rays of sunlight and activate her thyroid.  Being the type of person I call a member of the "Whole Foods Master Race," she drinks pure spring-water only, and eats only natural, pure, organic foods.

Garden Variety Evil Queen, as per Snow White
graphic from persephonemagazine.com
Another woman I know, who does not like Alaia, and who seems jealous of her, said to me before the day we walked together, said to me, gloatingly, that one day recently, she'd espied AL in the health food store and she'd looked like she'd aged a lot. Witches, everywhere. This woman did not stop to talk to her, did not learn of her tragedy and loss, just noted with satisfaction how old and haggard she looked. This was before I knew about the second loss of a son.
AL led an amazing life, with many adventures and accomplishments. She'd been an accomplished equestrienne from a wealthy family, married, had children, ran an entire art department for a prestigious school district, teaching with love and respect for children and their budding potential. She fell from a horse one day and as she lay there paralyzed, her spine broken from the fall, an Indian Holy Man appeared to her, and told her to get up. She had a spontaneous healing, got up and resumed life. Soon she found the Holy Man in the physical world and became his devotee, he her guru. She traveled the world with him for four years, bringing her four kids with her to share in the works of the miraculous manifest being, known the world over as a man of peace and a bringer of miracles. She had many extraordinary experiences and became learned in the ways of the yogi, mastering many breathing techniques and learning how to raise her vibration and keep it high through meditation, positive thought and "drinking nectar." When she and her family returned to the States, they built a lovely modern home, where she taught meditation and conducted groups on developing insight. She became a top-notch interior decorator, working with important developers and architects in the area; she was in that network. Her sons learned the construction trades from working with and for her, and two became contractors and builders later, as adults.
I met her about six years after her youngest son had taken his life in a violent manner. She didn't tell me about this until I'd met with her a few times and we'd gotten to know each other a  little bit. Several months after that I spent some time with her again and she told me about her amazing life-arc, Then a year later she called me and said she was house sitting nearby and I went to visit her in a 4 million dollar "staged" home that she was tending for the real-estate agent. The owner of the house had died suddenly, leaving no heirs and his remaining siblings were selling the property. I immediately sensed that the house was haunted and said so, even though it was not old and had had one owner.  She showed me around, and that is when it came out that the reason that she'd invited me was because she and some of her friends had channelled the spirit of the former owner, and that he had told her that there was gold buried somewhere in the house, maybe in the walls. See, I was supposed to suss that out. But since I have no interest in connecting with the departed, or disturbing the dead, especially for something as trivial as finding gold, I politely declined.
So, disappointed as she was, she made us both tea and we sat down for a chat. She told me that she had learned the technique of "Drinking Nectar," from her guru 30 years ago, and that is what has kept her young, unnaturally so, all of these years. It is a powerful, ancient meditative practice from the High Himalayas. She said, and this was three years ago, that she was starting to age because when her son died, it lowered her vibration and she couldn't maintain the high level frequency she'd developed after years of discipline and concentration. Consequently she didn't have her youthful zing anymore. Which is one way of looking at it, her way.
 I do not try to interfere with the dreams of another, nor do I go around bursting bubbles, as I have found that it is highly dangerous to myself to do so.
The way I looked at it, was that she did a magic spell every morning that cast a glamour over herself, in the old fashioned sense of the verb glamour - "First meant "magic, enchantment" or "art of contriving magic spells.", or even "fascinating or voluptuous beauty, often dependent on artifice."
That spell, or self hypnosis, unraveled, I think, because you can't stop the process of grief with positive or rational thinking, drinking nectar, breath science or anything else of this world or another. As human beings we are hardwired to feel loss at the passing of human life, especially young innocent life, from this realm.  A unique life and story that will never, no matter if you believe in reincarnation or not, ever walk on this earth, in that way, with those gestures, looks, peculiarities, foibles, charms, gifts or troubles, again. With a young life, there is the loss of potential; what could have been. That being has left the building. That is why it's called "the human condition."

some sort of yogi




A Bit of Testimony*

I became a born-again Christian at the end of 2012, beginning of 2013, in large part because of my many supernatural experiences, which I was just too dense to "get" for almost my entire life up until recently, in 2015. I stupidly thought that spiritual warfare occurred between two beings; I thought that "I" was fighting the out-of-body attacker. I no longer believe in practicing astral travel, depth psychology, reincarnation, astrology, numerology, tarot, kabbalah, channeling or anything of that nature, except as devices of satan and the dark side. Yes, I believe in a literal satan/lucifer/devil and I don't care if the world thinks that I am crazy, stupid, etc. My beliefs are based on my own experiences and the experience of salvation as offered and given to me by Jesus Christ. Astral travel is powered by demons, who want you cut loose in their spiritual worlds (the lower heavens) so they can destroy you physically, mentally and spiritually. I, (and anyone around me) have only been protected from demonic malice and shenanigans by the Lord, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit that takes up residence and indwells in those who call upon the Lord; that is where the glory goes, and it is that which has saved me from destruction, death and from being lost forever spiritually, countless times, and countless other times that I don't even know about. May God bless anyone reading this and may you find the Truth of God, soon, before your time is up.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Everyone Comes to the Labyrinth




They who seeketh and do desireth of the light, they who call themselves "lightworkers" - a term soon to, no doubt, be included in Webster's dictionary, are fond of  pointing out that the Labyrinth of Chartres is not only a mysterious sacred-geometry tool of inner development and mystical insight (go to this site for what I consider the gold standard of this type of patter), but that it parallels the circuitry of the human brain, making it scientifically sound on some level. The real neuroscience books about the brain and the labyrinth cost money to download or print, so I am afraid you will have to do with more of the same:






Louis Charpentier, the French expert on Chartres, in his book The Mysteries of Chartres Cathedral; Thorsons Publishers Limited, Wellingborough; 1983. talks about the "telluric forces" and the theory that the builders of the major European cathedrals, including Chartres, consulted and incorporated these forces in choosing the cathedrals' location as well as planning their orientation. -from Boticelli's Labyrinth Chapter of  ashlandweb.com/labyrinth

Those theories say that such labyrinths (There are more styles then just the medieval one at the cathedral at Chartres and there are organizations to preserve the integrity of the historical study of these differences.), those that parallel our brain, can facilitate healing and balancing, centeredness, insight and other non-quantifiable goals which would eventually loop us back to ancient astronaut/scientist, priest-king theories about our origins, if I were so inclined, which I am not. 
I learned, from discussions of alchemy in the past, that the metallurgy employed to develop the tints used in authentic medieval stained glass, used alchemical formulas that, when activated by the sunlight, produced the actual ray frequency of the color, much like a blue laser will be on that specific light frequency of blue, or a red laser on red, and so forth, different than shining a light or beam through colored glass, which is not about frequency of light, but about visible spectrum.
So what you would get in a labyrinth in a medieval cathedral, with the true formulaic stained glass would be an experience of alchemy that would, my guess would be, put you into an altered state of consciousness, the reasons for which I can only assume would be to have a mystical experience of some sort.


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During the 1990s, when I was out and about a lot on planet earth,  the Chartres Labyrinths were as numerous as grains of sand on the beach. It was almost impossible to avoid them. They were at Catholic retreat centers, new age healing centers, Methodist and Presbyterian church basements, outdoor vacation spots  and more. People had them in their own homes, in the basement family room now that the kids had left, or in their backyards, next to the sweat lodge. I know from experience, that they did alter my brain chemistry, as they take you through a series of switch-back type paths, that get you out of the linear mind and more into that expansive multi-focus way of being, that for me, has never been a stretch anyway, so I mostly found it tedious and boring. You are supposed to be contemplating, damn it, while you are going round the loop-De-loop. I did not feel any closer to God than I would if taking a walk up a mountain trail, swimming in natural lakes or the ocean, walking a dog or looking out the window at 3 a.m. to be surprised by the first snowfall of the year. So, though I performed the rites, I was not of the body (if you only click one link this post, click this one), as they say in Star Trek geek-talk.

Travels with my Aunt, if my Aunt was Satan

(apologies to Graham Greene)

In the Fall of 2010, Pope Benedict XVI (Ratzinger-think about it) visited London. There were many marches and demonstrations decrying his sexism, his anti-birth control stance, his cover-ups of pedophilia, his anti-gay policy, the church's genocidal attitude toward indigenous peoples, and many more transgressions that I don't remember. Prior to video "taping"(digital) the protest of 20,000 people through the streets of London, on Sept. 18,  I was encamped at a home in the Charring Cross district of London, where I had a peculiar experience that is as stamped upon my memory as much as any experience that Fall. Incidentally, I had no idea this protest was going to be the big deal it turned out to be, I was there to videotape things in London related to the Pope's visit and debates going on about secular vs. theological humanism, or so I thought. 
So, I was sitting in a garden at the back of a home in Charring Cross. Unbeknownst to me, a well-known energy-healer was also on the premises, giving energy, support and healing to the protesters, to prep them physically, emotionally and spiritually for the march. So a guy I'd seen at the house, but never been introduced to, nor did I know who he was, sat down next to me while I was working at a laptop on video footage ingestion preparedness (those of you who do video will know that it is similar to preparing for a NASA mission). After asking me a few normal-type computer questions about memory capacity, etc., the guy, I forget his name, David, maybe, began channeling. At first I didn't "get" it, and thought he was psychically picking up on weird woo-hoo things: what star system I was from (I forget); my true purpose (also forgotten); future  (for...) and like that. But then he started "coming through" in different voices, such as 3 brothers from the 1600s with the surname MacGregor, who all spoke with a highlands lilt.
There were three, one was Douglas and he was a successful doctor, the other ones were not successful and one of them was really disappointed (still) about that, but what his name was... I can't recall. OK, maybe it is not so much "stamped" on my memory as trailed lightly through it, but the general experience is still there.  Oh did I mention the demons? Yes, there were demons being channeled there in that garden in London on that crisp, lovely Fall day. Because you see, everyone was there for the Pope. I distinctly remember the demon saying that the Pope was there to see something rubbed in the stench of his own filth. Yep. And as if this unsolicited channeling wasn't plenty of weird enough for me, a few months ago I saw an old movie (mentioned in another blog I was perusing)  on You Tube called Curse of the Demon 1958 (U.S.), or Night of the Demon (1957) in Britain.  There is a Victorian spiritualist channeled in this flick called Mr. Meeks. During a seance, a spirit comes through Mr. Meeks called Mr. MacGregor who speaks with a heavy Scottish brogue, almost a parody of such.  I don't know if these MacGregors are  typical familiar spirits making the rounds through channelers, as the likes of "St. Germaine", or "Kathumi Lal Singh" seem to do; or if the guy in the garden in London saw the same movie. I guess that's why it's called The Great Mystery. If I could only figure out what "it" is.
The movie "Night of the Demon (1957), a British release, was removed from You Tube because of the "many notifications of copyright infringement" -even though the movie is almost 60 years old. I find this odd, and apologize that I can no longer present it on my blog. Above is a link where it can be purchased, however, and it shows a brief clip of the re-released [in the U.S.] 1958 "Curse of the Demon".



There  is a character in the movie by the way,  Julian Karswell who is supposed to bear a resemblance to Aleister Crowley- coincidence you say? Uh-huh.

After the Fall

Months after the Pope's visit, the Richard Dawkins people contacted me to use my footage, found online, in their documentary about him, which I consented to. Evidently, out of the 20,000 people attending the rally/march, and what looked to me like at least 5000 of them shooting video, there was a dearth of video footage to be had for this event. I knew that he'd been a keynote speaker at the after-march rally which took place, I believe, somewhere near 10 Downing after the march started at Hyde Park, went through Piccadilly, under the Column of Nelson in Trafalgar Square (that I remember) and then over to Westminster where it ended on Downing.  There in the plaza at the end of the march, I saw Dawkins holding a kind of rally/press-conference where people were clustered around him, cheering him on. I didn't know until recently that he is the poster-child for atheistic/secular humanism. He's like Ayn Rand with a cooler accent and a classier spiel. He doesn't use the non sequitur "enlightened self-interest.


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Postscript: Letter sent to a Church that was concerned about the "juxtaposition" - nice word for hypocrisy- of authorities clearing out the homeless to make nice for the Pope's visit to address issues such as homelessness. 
Police Move Homeless Off Philadelphia Streets Before Pope's Visit
It's an "unusual" move amid the pontiff's repeated calls to welcome the poor.
Religion News Service
By Alex Jacobi
Posted: 09/26/2015 07:19 AM EDT

This is really not that unusual, in fact it is business as usual – the homeless and other marginalized persons are always removed when standing dignitaries arrive and/or a location gets international attention for an event. The 2010 Olympics was notorious for displacing homeless residents of Vancouver, B.C.:
Many of the homeless in Vancouver were Canadian Indians, yet the B.C. Olympics kicked-off with a spectacular entertainment extravaganza with a First Nation theme, featuring traditional First Nation dances, lore, costumes and so forth (performed by First Nation performance artists).

I was in London several months later when Pope Benedict XVI (Joseph Ratzinger) visited in 2010. Twenty thousand Europeans marched through London to protest his visit and his policies on issues such as birth control, homosexuality, etc. They were also very vocal about Ratzinger’s collusion with the cover-up of the many outed (during his tenure) pedophiles in the Catholic Church.
There wasn’t that much mainstream media mention or footage of the protest in Europe. So, I can only assume that people saw a brief glimpse of that massive denunciation here.  It is my unsubstantiated opinion the Ratzinger resigned not for health reasons but that he was forced out because of the way he handled the pedophilia scandals. Then Francis, “the people’s Pope,” was put in place to do lots of feels good P.R., which we are now witnessing here in the States.
“The Holy Man meets the Heads of State” idea, while creating charming visual images such as Pope Francis patting schoolchildren’s heads, is as much a media concoction as The Prince and the Showgirl is a Hollywood fantasy. The Pope is a political figure. While in London in 2010, I witnessed the London police using facial recognition technology to pick protesters out of the crowds, ticket them and remove them, even at the preliminary protests a few days before the main event, where there may have been only 100-300 people in attendance. It was understood that a third ticket for one individual at a Pope-related event meant that they would be arrested, detained and held for an indeterminate amount of time, or possibly institutionalized if deemed fitting.  The people they targeted did not have, to my knowledge, a history of violence or terrorism, but they were well-known activists in areas of advocacy for indigenous people and victims of child and sexual abuse.


A Bit of Testimony*

I became a born-again Christian at the end of 2012, beginning of 2013, in large part because of my many supernatural experiences, which I was just too dense to "get" for almost my entire life up until recently, in 2015. I stupidly thought that spiritual warfare occurred between two beings; I thought that "I" was fighting the out-of-body attacker. I no longer believe in practicing astral travel, depth psychology, reincarnation, astrology, numerology, tarot, kabbalah, channeling or anything of that nature, except as devices of satan and the dark side. Yes, I believe in a literal satan/lucifer/devil and I don't care if the world thinks that I am crazy, stupid, etc. My beliefs are based on my own experiences and the experience of salvation as offered and given to me by Jesus Christ. Astral travel is powered by demons, who want you cut loose in their spiritual worlds (the lower heavens) so they can destroy you physically, mentally and spiritually. I, (and anyone around me) have only been protected from demonic malice and shenanigans by the Lord, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit that takes up residence and indwells in those who call upon the Lord; that is where the glory goes, and it is that which has saved me from destruction, death and from being lost forever spiritually, countless times, and countless other times that I don't even know about. May God bless anyone reading this and may you find the Truth of God, soon, before your time is up.






It stands to reason that where there’s sacrifice, there’s someone collecting sacrificial offerings. Where there’s service, there’s someone being served. The man who speaks to you of sacrifice, speaks of slaves and masters. And intends to be the master.
A city is the frozen shape of human courage — the courage of those men who thought for the first time of every bolt, rivet and power generator that went to make it. The courage to say, not ‘It seems to me,’ but ‘It is’ — and to stake one’s life on one’s judgment.
Force and mind are opposites; morality ends where a gun begins.
Love is the expression of one’s values, the greatest reward you can earn for the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtues of another.
Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper’s bell of an approaching looter. So long as men live together on earth and need means to deal with one another — their only substitute, if they abandon money, is the muzzle of a gun.
Romantic art is the fuel and the spark plug of a man’s soul; its task is to set a soul on fire and never let it go out.
From this simplest necessity to the highest religious abstraction, from the wheel to the skyscraper, everything we are and everything we have comes from a single attribute of man — the function of his reasoning mind.
Competition is a by-product of productive work, not its goal. A creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve, not by the desire to beat others.
Man’s unique reward, however, is that while animals survive by adjusting themselves to their background, man survives by adjusting his background to himself. If a drought strikes them, animals perish — man builds irrigation canals; if a flood strikes them, animals perish — man builds dams; if a carnivorous pack attacks them animals perish — man writes the Constitution of the United States. But one does not obtain food, safety or freedom — by instinct.
Just as man can’t exist without his body, so no rights can exist without the right to translate one’s rights into reality — to think, to work and to keep the results — which means: the right of property.
Individual rights are not subject to a public vote; a majority has no right to vote away the rights of a minority; the political function of rights is precisely to protect minorities from oppression by majorities (and the smallest minority on earth is the individual).
Civilization is the progress toward a society of privacy. The savage’s whole existence is public, ruled by the laws of his tribe. Civilization is the process of setting man free from men.
Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps down new roads armed with nothing but their own vision. Their goals differed, but they all had this in common: that the step was first, the road new, the vision unborrowed, and the response they received — hatred. The great creators — the thinkers, the artists, the scientists, the inventors — stood alone against the men of their time. Every great new thought was opposed. Every great new invention was denounced. The first motor was considered foolish. The airplane was considered impossible. The power loom was considered vicious. Anesthesia was considered sinful. But the men of unborrowed vision went ahead. They fought, they suffered and they paid. But they won.
Accept the fact that the achievement of your happiness is the only moral purpose of your life, and that happiness — not pain or mindless self-indulgence — is the proof of your moral integrity, since it is the proof and the result of your loyalty to the achievement of your values.
Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think that you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.
Do not ever say that the desire to “do good” by force is a good motive. Neither power-lust nor stupidity are good motives.
Government “help” to business is just as disastrous as government persecution... the only way a government can be of service to national prosperity is by keeping its hands off.
Happiness is that state of consciousness which proceeds from the achievement of one’s values.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it's yours. But to win it requires total dedication and a total break with the world of your past, with the doctrine that man is a sacrificial animal who exists for the pleasure of others. Fight for the value of your person. Fight for the virtue of your pride. Fight for the essence, which is man, for his sovereign rational mind. Fight with the radiant certainty and the absolute rectitude of knowing that yours is the morality of life and yours is the battle for any achievement, any value, any grandeur, any goodness, any joy that has ever existed on this earth.
I swear by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
“Rights” are a moral concept — the concept that provides a logical transition from the principles guiding an individual’s actions to the principles guiding his relationship with others — the concept that preserves and protects individual morality in a social context — the link between the moral code of a man and the legal code of a society, between ethics and politics. Individual rights are the means of subordinating society to moral law.
Money demands that you sell, not your weakness to men’s stupidity, but your talent to their reason; it demands that you buy, not the shoddiest they offer, but the best that your money can find. And when men live by trade — with reason, not force, as their final arbiter — it is the best product that wins, the best performance, the man of best judgment and highest ability — and the degree of a man’s productiveness is the degree of his reward. This is the code of existence whose tool and symbol is money. Is this what you consider evil?
Watch money. Money is the barometer of a society’s virtue. When you see that trading is done, not by consent, but by compulsion — when you see that in order to produce, you need to obtain permission from men who produce nothing — when you see that money is flowing to those who deal, not in goods, but in favors — when you see that men get richer by graft and by pull than by work, and your laws don’t protect you against them, but protect them against you — when you see corruption being rewarded and honesty becoming a self-sacrifice — you may know that your society is doomed. Money is so noble a medium that is does not compete with guns and it does not make terms with brutality. It will not permit a country to survive as half-property, half-loot.
Potentially, a government is the most dangerous threat to man’s rights: it holds a legal monopoly on the use of physical force against legally disarmed victims. When unlimited and unrestricted by individual rights, a government is men’s deadliest enemy. It is not as protection against private actions, but against governmental actions that the Bill of Rights was written.
Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper’s bell of an approaching looter. So long as men live together on earth and need means to deal with one another — their only substitute, if they abandon money, is the muzzle of a gun.
So you think that money is the root of all evil? ... Have you ever asked what is the root of money? Money is a tool of exchange, which can’t exist unless there are goods produced and men able to produce them. Money is the material shape of the principle that men who wish to deal with one another must deal by trade and give value for value. Money is not the tool of the moochers, who claim your product by tears, or of the looters, who take it from you by force. Money is made possible only by the men who produce. Is this what you consider evil?
The purpose of morality is to teach you, not to suffer and die, but to enjoy yourself and live.
The smallest minority on earth is the individual. Those who deny individual rights, cannot claim to be defenders of minorities.
To say “I love you” one must know first how to say the “I.”
But you say that money is made by the strong at the expense of the weak? What strength do you mean? It is not the strength of guns or muscles. Wealth is the product of man’s capacity to think. Then is money made by the man who invents a motor at the expense of those who did not invent it? Is money made by the intelligent at the expense of the fools? By the able at the expense of the incompetent? By the ambitious at the expense of the lazy? Money is made — before it can be looted or mooched — made by the effort of every honest man, each to the extent of his ability. An honest man is one who knows that he can’t consume more than he has produced.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
It stands to reason that where there’s sacrifice, there’s someone collecting sacrificial offerings. Where there’s service, there’s someone being served. The man who speaks to you of sacrifice, speaks of slaves and masters. And intends to be the master.
A city is the frozen shape of human courage — the courage of those men who thought for the first time of every bolt, rivet and power generator that went to make it. The courage to say, not ‘It seems to me,’ but ‘It is’ — and to stake one’s life on one’s judgment.
Force and mind are opposites; morality ends where a gun begins.
Love is the expression of one’s values, the greatest reward you can earn for the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtues of another.
Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper’s bell of an approaching looter. So long as men live together on earth and need means to deal with one another — their only substitute, if they abandon money, is the muzzle of a gun.
Romantic art is the fuel and the spark plug of a man’s soul; its task is to set a soul on fire and never let it go out.
From this simplest necessity to the highest religious abstraction, from the wheel to the skyscraper, everything we are and everything we have comes from a single attribute of man — the function of his reasoning mind.
Competition is a by-product of productive work, not its goal. A creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve, not by the desire to beat others.
Man’s unique reward, however, is that while animals survive by adjusting themselves to their background, man survives by adjusting his background to himself. If a drought strikes them, animals perish — man builds irrigation canals; if a flood strikes them, animals perish — man builds dams; if a carnivorous pack attacks them animals perish — man writes the Constitution of the United States. But one does not obtain food, safety or freedom — by instinct.
Just as man can’t exist without his body, so no rights can exist without the right to translate one’s rights into reality — to think, to work and to keep the results — which means: the right of property.
Individual rights are not subject to a public vote; a majority has no right to vote away the rights of a minority; the political function of rights is precisely to protect minorities from oppression by majorities (and the smallest minority on earth is the individual).
Civilization is the progress toward a society of privacy. The savage’s whole existence is public, ruled by the laws of his tribe. Civilization is the process of setting man free from men.
Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps down new roads armed with nothing but their own vision. Their goals differed, but they all had this in common: that the step was first, the road new, the vision unborrowed, and the response they received — hatred. The great creators — the thinkers, the artists, the scientists, the inventors — stood alone against the men of their time. Every great new thought was opposed. Every great new invention was denounced. The first motor was considered foolish. The airplane was considered impossible. The power loom was considered vicious. Anesthesia was considered sinful. But the men of unborrowed vision went ahead. They fought, they suffered and they paid. But they won.
Accept the fact that the achievement of your happiness is the only moral purpose of your life, and that happiness — not pain or mindless self-indulgence — is the proof of your moral integrity, since it is the proof and the result of your loyalty to the achievement of your values.
Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think that you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.
Do not ever say that the desire to “do good” by force is a good motive. Neither power-lust nor stupidity are good motives.
Government “help” to business is just as disastrous as government persecution... the only way a government can be of service to national prosperity is by keeping its hands off.
Happiness is that state of consciousness which proceeds from the achievement of one’s values.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it's yours. But to win it requires total dedication and a total break with the world of your past, with the doctrine that man is a sacrificial animal who exists for the pleasure of others. Fight for the value of your person. Fight for the virtue of your pride. Fight for the essence, which is man, for his sovereign rational mind. Fight with the radiant certainty and the absolute rectitude of knowing that yours is the morality of life and yours is the battle for any achievement, any value, any grandeur, any goodness, any joy that has ever existed on this earth.
I swear by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
“Rights” are a moral concept — the concept that provides a logical transition from the principles guiding an individual’s actions to the principles guiding his relationship with others — the concept that preserves and protects individual morality in a social context — the link between the moral code of a man and the legal code of a society, between ethics and politics. Individual rights are the means of subordinating society to moral law.
Money demands that you sell, not your weakness to men’s stupidity, but your talent to their reason; it demands that you buy, not the shoddiest they offer, but the best that your money can find. And when men live by trade — with reason, not force, as their final arbiter — it is the best product that wins, the best performance, the man of best judgment and highest ability — and the degree of a man’s productiveness is the degree of his reward. This is the code of existence whose tool and symbol is money. Is this what you consider evil?
Watch money. Money is the barometer of a society’s virtue. When you see that trading is done, not by consent, but by compulsion — when you see that in order to produce, you need to obtain permission from men who produce nothing — when you see that money is flowing to those who deal, not in goods, but in favors — when you see that men get richer by graft and by pull than by work, and your laws don’t protect you against them, but protect them against you — when you see corruption being rewarded and honesty becoming a self-sacrifice — you may know that your society is doomed. Money is so noble a medium that is does not compete with guns and it does not make terms with brutality. It will not permit a country to survive as half-property, half-loot.
Potentially, a government is the most dangerous threat to man’s rights: it holds a legal monopoly on the use of physical force against legally disarmed victims. When unlimited and unrestricted by individual rights, a government is men’s deadliest enemy. It is not as protection against private actions, but against governmental actions that the Bill of Rights was written.
Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper’s bell of an approaching looter. So long as men live together on earth and need means to deal with one another — their only substitute, if they abandon money, is the muzzle of a gun.
So you think that money is the root of all evil? ... Have you ever asked what is the root of money? Money is a tool of exchange, which can’t exist unless there are goods produced and men able to produce them. Money is the material shape of the principle that men who wish to deal with one another must deal by trade and give value for value. Money is not the tool of the moochers, who claim your product by tears, or of the looters, who take it from you by force. Money is made possible only by the men who produce. Is this what you consider evil?
The purpose of morality is to teach you, not to suffer and die, but to enjoy yourself and live.
The smallest minority on earth is the individual. Those who deny individual rights, cannot claim to be defenders of minorities.
To say “I love you” one must know first how to say the “I.”
But you say that money is made by the strong at the expense of the weak? What strength do you mean? It is not the strength of guns or muscles. Wealth is the product of man’s capacity to think. Then is money made by the man who invents a motor at the expense of those who did not invent it? Is money made by the intelligent at the expense of the fools? By the able at the expense of the incompetent? By the ambitious at the expense of the lazy? Money is made — before it can be looted or mooched — made by the effort of every honest man, each to the extent of his ability. An honest man is one who knows that he can’t consume more than he has produced.
—Ayn Rand  from aynrandquotes.com

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