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When I was about 18 (and just beginning the slow process of stepping away from my religion) my grandfather told me how the family got "saved". In the early 70s my grandfather was a Mason, quite high up. Maybe 33rd level, I'd have to check. He went to a religious revival where a drunk came in. Hands were placed on him, Jesus invoked and he instantly sobered up, with the smell of alcohol coming "out of his skin". That was enough to convince a simple farmer that he'd found the one true path ensuring the family would be immersed in evangelical Christianity. Which meant of course that Freemasonry was out, it not being the one true path. Because that's the sort of thing Jesus did, right? A few loaves and fishes to feed five thousand. Breaks the laws of conservation of mass and energy and stuff, but hey. Water into wine, I can do that. Takes a few weeks though. Walking on water? No prob. Every winter in my youth in Canada. Bodies rotting for three days and comi...

Around mid 2013 I was living by myself with my dogs. My work saw me commuting to Brisbane during the week and parking at the queen's street mall. And the gang stalking was relentless. I lived in a state of constant stress, defensively avoiding it all to the best of my ability. Which wasn't very good. One afternoon I approached the elevator. Three people arrived at the elevator at the same time, two women and one man. One of the women was voluptuously attractive in spandex, and in the fraction of a second I took notice I also discerned we were not peers. Rough around the edges. As my defenses were up I got into the elevator and did my best to ignore them. When the elevator reached the car park, as the doors were opening, the other woman said to the voluptuously spandexed: "You have a really good evening!" Loudly. A verbal wink. I assumed they were screwing with me and head down I went to the pay machine. Just as I was finishing up I saw in my peripheral vision the volu...

Yes atheists, you have beliefs about God(s). Atheism is the position of no faith in those beliefs. You mistake this position for the absence of any such beliefs in which to have no faith. Unbelief. But these are terms loaded with religious meaning. A quick redefine will show the universality of this. Belief == Concept Faith == Trust The "theist" part of atheist defines it's position relative to the concept of gods. Zero trust. But you still have the concepts, the preconceptions. Without theism atheism would not exist. We form beliefs/concepts about everything. Then we apply a level of faith/trust in those beliefs. Having zero trust != not holding the concept. Part 1  and  Part 2  are available for reference. And for the record (again) I'm a big fan of atheism. In the right hands.

By mid 2007 I was at an end. After four years I'd exhausted all possible avenues of dealing with my situation. Lawyers, private investigators, all the information in  The Library , I was done. I couldn't begin to grasp with what I was dealing, but even the purposeful minimisation in which I engaged to be able to begin to grasp was insurmountable to me. I had come to the conclusion that my fellow monkeys had made a mistake about me and nothing could be done. I'd faced a lot of challenges in life getting to this point and I knew surviving it was the direct consequence of the effort I put into myself using the words of Christ. Conscious ego suppression. Forgiveness. Elimination of triggers. Had I not I would not have made it to 2007. And there I was, a Christ myself, being unjustly persecuted like the role model from my youth. When he got taken apart by mudballs he gave up his life for them. I was preparing myself for the same before the  Christianity Equation . Eat my flesh. ...

These two words changed the course of my life. I heard these words in my head just before my 14th birthday. Up to this point the combined effects of narcissism plus evangelical Christianity had me on a path that would have seen me fail to make it through high school. The complete lack of any personal growth or change (due to the fact that believing stuff really hard and using the "sorry Jesus" mantra fixes everything) would have seen me become a stereotypical Christian. That's not a good thing. Not at all. Virtually every Christian uses the teachings of Christ as shackles on behaviour. External limiter. Underneath the undeveloped mudball animal becomes caged, bitter, angry. Add the self inflicted damage caused by purity culture and, well, you do the math. Or look at the examples. It's not the Rainbow 🌈 Brigade that's harming children. It's conservative evangelicals. Catholic priests. Every single one has used the teachings of Christ as shackles. Every single ...

I understood that I was Gnostic upon entrance to The Library. And for a long time after. I'm no longer Gnostic.  Destination attained.

There are only a handful of reasons why I'm alive today. 1. I don't deserve the treatment I've been getting all my life and especially for the last two decades. 2. My dog Ria. 3. Significant time and effort invested into self mastery. 4.  The Christianity Equation . The first three got me through just four years of your little public execution. The Christianity Equation is a one off. No one could have survived what you cunts so unjustly did to me. It's no wonder you bet the farm on me breaking. I'd have taken that bet too back in 2007, knowing what I know now. But Supercomputer had other ideas. And I'm Burt. Time to pay.

By the age of 17 I was rocking it. I had little idea what I was doing except trying to make it easy for me to be a good Christian. By this age the narcissism that was going to be my defining attribute at 13 was no longer going to be so. I had developed objectivity to the point where I was confident enough to start challenging the religious teachings with which I had been brought up. I was on my own path and with the foundation I had built over three years I was well on my way to fulfilling all the requirements for the user access level which I now hold. I required no oversight, no mentoring, no monitoring. I had it completely under my control. With no idea this was true. And then Marc Durant, a boy who had had nothing to do with me for a year and a half and had even super blanked me when I casually tried conversation a year prior, invited me over to his place to watch a movie. For no reason. A few months later after we had become close friends I asked him why he did it. He was a cool c...

And it's coming.