Psychologists when putting another on alert can call whomever and do whatever they want that is connected to you. Some have a practice of calling places in which you have the strongest support and asking questions. This is a way of using mental health to tear down mighty support systems and relations. May these doctors be torn apart from their wives as they tear apart others from their lives.
Everyone has a fortress or multiple: their money, their possessions, their mind, a skill, a relationship. However, if the body is not the first fortress, your life will always depend on something outside of you, for to deploy it requires external factors, even the mind.
There is no exception to this rule. It is as a law of logic or reality. No longer an observation, but so true that it may be a priori knowledge. There is not one exception. All psychiatric hospitals are evil and abusive, the doctors who work there being equally so. They are internally violent and political, hurting people of all walks of life like a rat that nibbles on your organs and dying body.
There once was a man who always did experiments, even at the cost of those he performed them on. He did unimaginable damage to the subjects, unwillingly and unknowingly participants in experiments. If there was a trigger, he would cause it to be activated. If there were a harm, he would cause it to be made into effect. His subjects would get so upset, at his sadistic curiosity that finally one participant found a solution.
He gathered all man’s children and said he wants to do an experiment on hardness of a rock and its velocity. The man said, Sure, you may test this.
However, little did the man know that the object he would test his rocks on were the heads of his own posterity. Without one absent they all passed away due to traumatic brain injuries, bruises, and lack of care. It was a successful experiment.
We learned something over the course of this experiment, Said the former subject and participant, It was worth it, he concluded, and chuckled.
There is a tendency to analyze the past, even the innocence of childhood with eyes colored in the dirt of Freudian ideas or even other dark psychological analytical distortions, its defilement, its view of human nature as an ugly thing, a dirty lens, a negative hue, seeking to find the dark trauma, the dark reasoning behind all behavior, rather than eyes that are clean, a lighthearted view, an innocent understanding. Not all childhood occurrences and behaviors can be torn and demeaned as dark and problematic, rather it is a time of beauty and sweetness where human nature is its most innocent, true, and pure.
There is far more right about childhood than wrong, far more beautiful than distorted, as much as Freudians and other psychologists would like to believe, it is a light of innocence and a display of the beauty of all things.
Watch a boxing match and you will see that the stupidest way to fight a boxer is to throw punches as he does as well. Hey, look, my face is being punched, let me punch back now as I die. If it’s not a sparring match or a game, it is mindless, when you could hug them and bring your opponent to the ground by means of your weight. Throwing punches is one method of attack, so now let’s be stupid and fight in a street fight by throwing punches, not once, not twice which may be reasonable, but over and over by throwing punches till our brains are bleeding. Boxing is not for street fighting for the stupidity of throwing punches requires rules of the game that prohibit certain moves.
Look, it's a pie. I get half of it and you get the other.
Child takes three quarters.
Hey, I said you can only take half.
Child takes another eighth of the remaining quarter.
Ok, so I get the remaining eighth and you get the rest, ok?
Child eats whole pie.
Hmm, I get the plate, ok? You can have the pie.
Child grabs plate and smashes it on the ground.
Stop it!
Child cries and walks away.
Our common sense, the immediacy of feeling, is enough to see that God is bad, for it doesn’t take a scientist or philosopher to know God, and his love, nor does it require one to see he’s bad. All arguments otherwise are based on over complications and philosophical notions, not simple feeling, common sense. The fact that this is the case, shows how bad the situation is. God is bad. He’s really bad.
There is such thing as light, descending from the sun upon and through clouds to the windows of the bedroom, a light that rests gently upon furniture, upon the ground, in the comfort of dust that flies and floats upon the surface.
There is such thing as beauty, upon the face of women, young and pure and beaming attraction to what is divine.
Everywhere we look, even nature, in the plants and trees, we may find the traces of order, beauty, and life in its most infinite and refreshing eternal glory.
Where is the source of such light and beauty, such glory?
It is God.
For without him, there is no silent watch, a gentle hand, a powerful arm that may bring reality from chaos into sights of precision and ecstasy and bliss from above.
There is no such thing as a girlfriend who knows you’re a man and doesn’t try to undermine you after a break up. They will attack your size, your health, your mental health status, every which way, for little reason but a distorted love.