"I find Your Lack of Faith Disturbing"

Post Script Commentary because the Bullshit doesn't end here.

And it's not like I can blame all my feelings and impressions on "some weird Mind Squid". More to the point is that kind of part of the problem. That I for once have no other options ... and oddly enough, it's the only logical explanation left.

And so the anger continues. The hatred. The nasty emotions towards me and what I've done - but really, for what? In a world where most of the real shit happens beyond our vision, paranoia wears a crown ... and before You shit back at me: The signs have been given.


There's one simple answer to "why" all this, and honestly, I take it.

Acceleration.

I mean, what is it that the powers and authorities that God has given to us do, in HIS absence? Well, for once they give us tremendous freedoms - if we knew how to use them responsibly. And while there is no we in this matter, presumably, it's 'them' we're concerned about. And the first thing they do is bury their heads in the sand to believe in a version of God that allows them to do whatever they want. Occasionally a truth creeps up on them, which gives them time to come up with some story as to why that's Bullshit.

As Gnostic writing has it, it all started with a simple disagreement. Disagreement over who or what God is.

And I still feel like I'm a point of contention, for how dare God take me away from them?

But be that as it may, there's other things that these "respectable men and women" do. Things they would pretty much do anyway - at any rate - but perhaps not quite as successfully. We'd be blind to their appearances for a lot longer - and there's no winning this. If God said nothing it's "Oh, why didn't You say?" - and if God says, then it's "Oh, how unrighteous!".

"You can't just be pointing fingers and expect us to believe it!".


And it is for similar reasons that "it" can't all just go away. You, we ... have to work for it. That's also why the Spearfire Portal is not entirely granted. It comes with issues. So I'm told. By ... someone or something. Maybe myself. It's also why none of this should have been such an issue in the first place, but it was ... and not because I failed to give You what You needed but because You didn't want to accept it.

Always more, always something else. Maybe I didn't tick off Your wishlist ... but thinking that You're in a position to make such demands is honestly ... hubris would be a gentle way to put it.

Idiotic.

'Foolish'.

Like seriously! And for what? I mean ... You intentionally set foot into this domain, to say "Or Else", like You're the one to make demands ... and for what? The rest of humanity? I mean, sure. In the moment You're getting back at me because I too have hopes and feelings. But would it even occur to You that such ignorant behavior might have further consequences? Consequences You can't stop anymore because they've long since arrived. And now You can't accept what I'm saying because ... You'd have to admit Your own faults in the matter.

Oh, ... You might still try to argue ... it's not Your problem. We have to find a way. But Y'all are totally missing my part of the story, like ... entirely. You act as if God and I are one, as though I were some vice of the Son of God Himself. I have to know like I'm God, act like I'm God, give You answers like I'm God but willing to tell You all that You want to know about. And sure enough ... I'm an idiot for trying.

Oh how the mighty have fallen - once again. I wonder what the next Bullshit is gonna be.

And it's all so easy. Focus on the good. Try to do what's right. Rather than throwing it under the bus and spitting at it if it didn't die the first time around. ... You don't like it when I say shit like this? Like what? Implying that I've been thrown under the bus? More like under a tanker truck. Sure I have Plot Armor, sure I'm supposed to come out fine ... and I sure was afraid that Y'all would take it as an invitation.

And thus prophecy has been fulfilled. We can also all agree to that I suppose. Enough time has passed for the shit to start stinking to high heavens ... and if that doesn't snap You out of it, You're just lost.