Things come to me sometimes when I am sleeping. It came to me, welling up in my subconscious, while sleeping, one morning last week: I am utterly alone, utterly discredited, utterly rejected, completely unpopular, with the lowest social standing.
The people around me and family members (not immediate family) have shut me off from all honest conversation about anything. They have gotten together and pigeon-holed me in some strange way. They say nothing honest to my face. Their concerns, their secrets their plans--whether regarding me or not--are secrets to which I have no idea about.
They do this for several reasons. First, an enemy--and I am their enemy--is never given information. If he knew your secrets, then your vulnerabilities are exposed. Second, the schemes and games aimed at me are more hurtful and more deadly if they can spring them before I catch wind of them, so that I do not have time to improvise a blocking defense. Third, they want me dead, silenced and disappeared. And in free America, with still much respect for individual rights, as long as I appear sane, law-abiding and nonthreatening, they cannot murder, imprison or incarcerate me in a pysch ward. Fourth, if they deny me all feedback and emotional comfort, they hope to drive me mad, to silence or to suicide.
Should my spouse and children ever betray me, and, tell the world that I am mad and dangerous, then I could be locked away for the rest of my life, as a dangerous foe of the state.
They are all in it together, in this conspiracy of silence, smirking to my face, while spreading the world to caution novices to join the bullying majority intolerant and antagonistic to this unaccepted, un-admitted great soul (they too deny that I am exceptional) in their midst.
People are selfish cowards that crave group acceptance, so they go against me, and side with the groups around me that seek to destroy me so that I Mavellonialism and anti-groupism is kept suppressed and non-threatening to Satan and his group grip on society.
That is what I face each day, but God and the truth will triumph in the end, regardless of my personal fate. The truth can only be held back and down for so long.
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