by Mr. Mean-Spirited
Suppose you were really, really malicious. Suppose you wanted to cause the human race all misfortune that you possibly could. Suppose you wanted this mischief to persist as long as the human soul survived.
What, then, would you to do create the worst possible malady for the individual spirit? You would organize the Freemasons, of course.
Secret societies are not devised to obliterate traditional governments – instead, the Masons are designed solely to annihilate the personalities of the members.
There is a reason why occult orders always have an obsession with charity campaigns. You don’t really think a bunch of drunken Worshipful Masters really give a shit about crippled children, do you? The more good things that the hierarchy claims have done to some unsuspecting adolescent, the more that the leadership is able to get away with. And the way that the Freemasons take advantage of their low-level members is to make them think that they are “helping the underprivileged.” Nothing produces compliance like being generous toward strangers.
Plenty of organizations follow the Masonic model. It is crucial that you understand the example of the Scottish Rite so that you can observe how secret social institutions are arrayed against you. If you realize exactly how the Freemasons manage to remain in power, then you can recognize what the ruling elite is actually doing in society. Organizations always do the most damage by pretending to be so conspicuously benevolent. The best way to conceal blood stains on the altar is with an open bible. The more a corporation claims to be involved in charitable practices, the more certain that the collective is trying to contaminate you. You can get a man to commit any crime if you convince him that his carnage will benefit all humanity.
Here’s where things get devious. You don’t tell the new initiates what you are really doing. As an alternative, you inform the new recruits how they are going to change the world. But you say that the apprentice needs to go through certain rituals in order transmute himself into the kind of citizen that will populate this new society.
What the lodge-masters do not ever reveal is that these very rites are calculated to destroy the soul of the initiate. And that was the true intention all along. You see, there are certain occult ceremonies that render a soul eternally unfit for divine paradise. The objective is to have a believer so utterly damn himself that there is no recovery. Consider the act of joining the Freemasons as a ritualized infection. The goal of the Masons is to befoul all that belong.
That is the real reason for an occult order – to contaminate the practitioner. You might so hate this existence that you need to infect everyone you can. You want the entire world to be tainted. You want payback against humanity – and you get the revenge one degree at a time.
Enlightenment has a way of making everything grimy.
by Mr. Mean-Spirited
God is one moody and morose entity, and that is precisely why you should be more like Him. God is one angry and annoyed being, and that is exactly why you should be more like Him. God is one malevolent and malicious deity, and that is particularly why you need to become more like Him.
The God of the Old Testament is one vicious and vindictive spirit – and, right now, right at this moment in time, that is just what you need to be.
God will curse your very existence sooner than cure you of an affliction. God will flood the whole globe sooner than feed a hungry guy. God will strike you dead sooner than lift your sorrow
There is one thing about a divine being that you really need to emulate – and that is a fierce selfishness. Jehovah is one self-absorbed entity. God is perfect and damn proud of it. God receives supplications; He doesn’t offer them. God receives praise; He doesn’t give it.
Ain’t nothing nice and cuddly about the Lord. God has burned alive as many believers as He has blessed. So you, then, need to act just as vengeful as your Maker. The creation must never show any more mercy than the Creator.
The world has suffered enough kindness. God does whatever the fuck He pleases, and it is about time that you, as well, stopped worrying about consequences. If smiting is good enough for the Heavenly, then it is good enough for the human. If a decent man is supposed to fear God, then you should live so fully that other people might actually start to fear you.
by Mr. Mean-Spirited
A woman dying of cancer has a breath that smells like Satan’s nail polish remover.
When an individual’s organs start to fail and the body slinks toward death, the flesh secretes a curious odor. Death has a particular scent. There is a smell to dying.
You never forget the aroma of death. If you have ever been around a dying person, you will carry the smell of death around with you forever after – a stink of sauerkraut mixed with Jolly Rancher candy. The body emits a stench that contaminates the bystanders. You can smell it in your clothes no matter how many times you run the fabric through the washer; you can smell it in the folds of your skin no matter how many times you scrape at your flesh with a ragged bar of deodorant soap. That smell has now entered into you.
Anything you sniff will now carry that faint hint of rotting flesh. Even the whiff of a newly blossomed rose will now remind you of decaying tissue. Even the fragrance of warm devil's food cake will make you remember festering wounds.
It may surprise you that an obnoxious misanthrope like me actually has family members, but I just watched my little sister take her last breath. The hospice nurse went home at the end of the evening shift, so I was given a morphine hypodermic and told to administer the syringe in her final hours; it is not her death rattle that I recall as much as the odor coming from her mouth. The vapors coming out of her were as thick as steam. The entire room took on the smell of someone’s innards. Sometimes it is better not to say "good-bye," just to push the plunger. In the end, her body was all curled and contorted like an old blanket in the dryer. No matter how much she squirmed in her hospital bed, she could not escape the fog of death – and neither can you, my dear reader. Fatality does not sneak up upon you – as much as you discover that it has been there with you all along.
But the next person to die is certain to be you, my online reader – you can smell your own death beginning to ooze out beneath your fingernails. There is nothing you can do. The stench of death is already upon you.
by Mr. Mean-Spirited
Other human beings will always be a disappointment; the closer they are to you, the greater will be their disloyalty.
The stronger you love another person, the more certain that you will end-up betrayed by your beloved. Devotion to another human being will always turn into an act of deception against you.
The harm done to you by a lover’s treachery is greater than any pleasure from transitory affection. You will barely remember any caresses and copulations – but you will recall your partner’s infidelity forever. You may forget your spouse’s face – but you will recollect the unfaithfulness on your deathbed.
Even on the rare occasion when friends might not deliberately try to hurt you, their inevitable ineptitude will do you even greater harm. The human proclivity for incompetence is even greater than their propensity to injure. Being around strangers will leave you vulnerable to their stupidity.
Trusting another human being is just setting yourself up to be tricked. The kinder you are to other people, the more that they will take advantage of you. Being around people just isn’t worth the risk.
by Mr. Mean-Spirited
You were warned, weren’t you? You were told something like this would happen. You knew the risk. You just didn’t listen. You thought you knew better.
Just because you have the latest electronic gadget didn’t mean shit, did it? Just because everyone said you were a “nice person” didn’t make any difference. Just because you’ve had a “good job” didn’t delay a damn thing. Being all progressive didn’t help you one bit.
Admit it – you thought you were too smart for this to happen, right? You thought you were so frigging clever. You thought nothing like that would ever happen to such a “free spirit”. You were so fucking happy about your life. Now you certainly got shown otherwise.
You just couldn’t believe it was finally happening to you, could you? What happened to you has happened throughout history – you just turned out to be less “special” than you were always told. Welcome to the real world, cocksucker.
Don’t you think you brought this upon yourself? What happened to you is your own damn fault. You deserve everything you got. Truth is – you needed something like that to happen to you.
If you didn’t take any precautions, then you really are to blame – aren’t you? If you didn’t pay attention, then everything that happened is your own fault – isn’t it? Only a fool would not have tried to prevent it. You just couldn’t be bothered.
You don’t expect me to feel sorry for what happened, do you? Don’t you think that everyone is happy that you finally got what was coming to you? Tough luck, asshole.
by Mr. Mean-Spirited
Doctors get paid whether you live or die. As long as your insurance policy is current, a physician doesn’t care if the treatment kills you or merely prolongs your agony for a decade. However, once the medical industry has extracted all of your financial resources; you aren’t going to survive shit. You live only as long as you can afford to be alive.
Doctors treat patients like a damn nuisance. If it is more convenient for the health-care industry to have you pass away, then you aren’t going to survive the emergency room. A doctor is a busy guy, and his cell-phone deserves more attention than your disgusting ailment. A professional has people to see and places to go, so the physician has far better things to do than smear ointment on your revolting infection.
Doctors amuse themselves at your expense. If an M.D. could get a good laugh watching you parade around in a humiliating outfit, he’ll tell you that you must get undressed and put on a gown. There is a reason why hospital coverings always leave embarrassing parts of your anatomy exposed. All surgeons enjoy a good practical joke every now and then.
Doctors would not hesitate to infect you. If a physician could make an extra buck giving you some incurable disease in a spurious inoculation, he will give you that contaminated vaccine without hesitation. The health-care industry wants returning customers, not spontaneous cures. Once you starting taking official medical treatment, you will not be cured on a single office visit – instead, your treatment will continue for weeks. Never heal today what a patient can suffer until tomorrow.
Doctors subject you to unnecessary surgery. Every patient quickly realizes that the only explanation for all those unnecessary medical tests is to add to the doctor’s commission. If a physician can give you some unneeded drugs just to get on the good side of the pharmaceutical representatives, you will exit that office clutching a couple new prescriptions. If a surgeon could make some additional cash by selling your organs on the black market, you will wake up in the recovery room with some unexpected sutures on your abdomen. We have all heard stories about a chap who goes to a clinic in order to get a boil lanced and ends-up having a kidney removed – and we have seen the scars.
Medical treatment is not designed to cure you, but to get you to muddle through. After all, if you were entirely free of disease, you wouldn’t have any need for any professional services whatsoever. If you want to get restored to health, then you are going to need a different strategy – you will have to take your own well-being into your own hands. You can seize control of your own health by playing one physician against another: tell an osteopath that your ailment is a bone issue, while you convince an internal medicine specialist that the same affliction is a problem with soft tissue. You are going to have to do your own analysis if you want to survive a visit to the doctor. You are going to have to manipulate the medical system as much as you would any other area of modern life.
You only trust a physician at your own peril. A doctor is more of a threat to your own health than an untreated disease.
by Mr. Mean-Spirited
If you aren’t happy about the way that things turned out in your own life, then you sure as hell don’t need to work at making things better for anyone else. If you don’t believe that your own lifespan progressed the way you really wanted, then you need to ensure that circumstances turn out just as dreadfully and defectively for everyone else. If you didn’t ever realize your own dreams, then you ought to make certain that no one else does either. If you are disappointed with your own existence, then others should be equally disheartened with their worthless span of years – and you ought to rub their noses in their own dissatisfaction. If you haven’t done shit with your life, then you better be sure that no one else does either. They deserve to be disabused – and then some.
Call it a do-unto-others-as-has-been-done-unto-you. A Golden Rule across the knuckles of all those who deserve it.
