Hate Never Lost

6-20-2015: The headlines in the StarTribune show a pictured of a dazed, depressed Dylan Roof under the blazing caption: "Hate Won't Win".

I have a news flash for the emotionally pure, smug, clueless liberals that write this propaganda rag. "Hate Never Lost".

Poor humans, that I love, pray for, exhort and are spurned by, have never had a chance. People are born mentally ill and basically evil. The moral science for how to live is just now coming on line, and I am its primary author.

People travel in groups, which leaves them undeveloped and unlovable. Things are cause and effect. Where people nonindividuate and travel in groups, God and the angels are not there. An absence of good powers in people's lives leave a fertile breeding ground for the presence of low self-esteem, hatred of self and others, the dominion of Satan and Lera, and their minions.

Hatred of the self, by groupists, leads to the hatred and mistreatment of others. What Roof committed is emblematic of a sick world, where a lost young man, turns to virulent racism to express his distorted, sick, twisted, sense of macabre individuality so he gets his 15 minutes of fame.

He wrecked his own life. Blacks did nothing to him. Only he can save himself, and only they can save themselves and their people.

They used to cant: "Give peace a chance." I add to that noble sentiment: "Give love a chance". Love is only available, or primarily available, where individuals and individuators live, in the presence of God and the good angels, outside institutional living, despotism, crowd existence, centralized government, class society.

The cure is not ending white racism against blacks, a small problem anyway, or taking guns away from all--the creation of a dangerous power vacuum in which Obama can move quickly to set up his hard police state against unarmed Americans.

My blessing is to see the world as God sees it. My curse is the see the world as God sees it. The Mother and Father do not own this world. Satan and Lera do. They make sure that the people they control do not listen to me, but try to break and silence me. Like Cassandra of old, I can see what is going on, but no one will listen to discover how they need to plan and act in order to succeed.

If I or my agent trained Dylan from age 14 on up, he would not have done this cowardly, heinous crime. Arm the churchgoers now.