![]() ![]() If Christianity was a psyop, then the Jews are really bad at recruiting Christians. The people who put things on TV and who make films will not greenlight a project unless it comports to their mission statement.Īnd who are those people? Well, the vast majority are Jewish. I wrote before about how TV and film are essentially, literally, a brainwashing device that creates plausible alternative realities to give you the impression of things being a certain way when they are not. Today, jokes at the expense of Jesus are mainstream. Nearly every “edgy” show and comedian since the 70s would dunk on Christ and His followers, and it was pushed and promoted and put on TV. Namely, that the opposite of what our opponents say is most likely the truth.Ītheism is pushed hard by the establishment, and moreover, Jesus is often the only religious figure that is an acceptable target for ridicule. The word of Christ and his story just get to me, somehow, in a way I can’t rationally explain.Īside from the intuitive notions, several rational reasons for leaning in this direction were also considered. When I was in Spain I felt compelled to pray, for some reason, in one of its beautiful churches. ![]() ![]() Still, while I have not yet made that complete leap of faith into full-throated worship of Christ, I find myself leaning ever closer to it. The big question was “How should one live?”, and simply affirming that there’s something “more” doesn’t answer that question. My previous essays were all about the rejection of materialism, but that isn’t enough. I’ve been exposed to (and have espoused myself for over 20 years) arguments for atheism and rationalism. I’ve been exposed to arguments regarding the Church as a supreme evil for the forced conversion of original Pagan Europeans. I’ve been exposed to arguments regarding Christianity as a Jewish psyop meant to sell the goyim on pacifism. Regarding religion, I’ve been exposed to arguments for a seemingly endless variety of Christianity from Orthodox to Catholic to (the even more divided) Protestant to Mormon. I did call them NPCs after all), but from a place of sadness that these people were not awake to the bullshit that was being fed to them.ĭuring my “awakening”, I spent no small amount of time on /pol/ and no small amount of time on Odysee and Substack and other “alternative” outlets listening and reading things from people who dare to stray outside of confines of the continually shifting Overton Window. Not from a haughty, holier-than-thou place (OK, maybe a little bit. The same regard as people who are captured by consumerism or reality TV or porn or communism or mask-wearing or any other variety of soul-crushing activities that NPCs engage in. I held them in the same regard as I hold drunk girls twerking at a bar. I will, of course, point out that I do possess quite a large amount of animosity towards those that actively do or promote sexual things to or in front of children, but none, thankfully were in attendance.īut no, I didn’t hate them. It wasn’t that kind of venue, and I didn’t want to, well, be a dick. I didn’t get into any arguments or debates. Regardless, as I looked around, I realized that I didn’t hate the people in attendance. I had a drink or two, and tried to have a good time despite the very notion of a celebration of “Pride” being fundamentally distasteful to me. Some, most likely there because their wives/girlfriends brought them there and others because, most likely, there were straight women there. The psychology of the “fag hag” is another topic that probably merits discussion.) There were also quite a few straight men. (These events invariably attract straight women. So I floated on a beach float, talked to our (straight) friend and her (straight) friends. The degeneracy was relatively tame and was limited to a couple of dudes in banana hammocks dancing to shitty pop music. Fortunately, this wasn’t a depravity-soaked event like what was seen in several cities this month, with men in bondage gear dancing in front of children. What I didn’t know (until we got there) was that this was a “Pride”- themed event. A couple days ago my wife and I were invited to a beach event by a mutual friend. ![]()
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