Monday 14 September 2015

The Illuminati

I think I've finally come to terms with what happened to me in 2007.

And yes, it all has to with 'them'. The Illuminati.

I've been reading a lot of conspiracy theory stuff of late. Most of it is barking mad, BUT. But there is a grain of truth in it. There really are an 'Illuminati' shaping world events. They invented Communism. They are the CFR, the Bilderberg Group, the Milner set, etc. And their aims are exactly what these conspiracy theorists say they are.

With one small difference. They aren't a co-ordinated group. They aren't working together. I estimate that about two percent of the world's population are 'Illuminati'. Only no one who is Illuminati knows they are Illuminati. Because most Illuminati are just ordinary people.

One realises this when one reads these people. Gary Allen's 'None Dare Call it a Conspiracy'. Charlotte Iserbyt's 'The Dumbing Down of America'. And, if you really want to read a total nutcase, try Christopher Story's 'The New Underworld Order'.

I realise, reading these people that what they say is true. Of course it is. Do you know how I know?

Because I myself have long been an advocate of introducing classical Watsonian behaviouralist conditiong to early education of children. I agree wholeheartedly with it for exactly the reasons 'they' allegedly do it. I think WE should do it. For exactly the reasons Charlotte Iserbyt does not.

Because when I read the Introduction of Christopher's Story 'European Collective', I realise that 'Of Course. That's what it's all about. That is what WE, sorry 'They' are doing and why.

Because the way these people accuse the Illuminati of thinking and what they want to achieve, well, I want to achieve that.

The point would seem to be this.

Illuminism IS a way of thinking. It would seem to be the case that most intelligent intellectuals probably think in similar ways. Most seek to lead the people to Utopia but know this has to be done covertly so as not to alarm the people. It is a case of the intelligentsia trying to find a way to tame the masses so the intelligentsia can govern them.

And that, all intelligentsia concede, is easier said than done. Getting there is a long journey, however way round you do it. Because it means we have to use NON intelligentsia to get there. Worse. We have to use testosterone driven psychopaths. And how do we dispense with them when they've served their purpose? How does the intelligentsia impose their New World Order.

The New World Order is a dream. Has been since 1786. And out there are many different 'them' trying to build theirs. They aren't all part of a group called 'The Illuminati.' Everyone out there who wants to build one, who believes in their heart of hearts that the masses are children and need to be parented by a paternalist intellectual elite is an Illuminist.

And I am one of those people. I believe in a paternalist socialist system. I believe in a New World Order.

So in a sense, much of James Higham's allegations are true. From a crazy John Birch Society view, he is right.

I was seeking to do exactly what he accused me of.

The thing is....

WE, the Illuminati, are RIGHT.

I set this blog to teach people to think how 'they' think. So that people could BECOME Illuminati.

And sadly, I couldn't teach Ubermouth. I just couldn't get her to understand that her emotions weren't real and that only by denying emotions can you ever be enlightened.

Because ultimately, it is that that makes the Illuminati the Illuminati. That is what makes them BETTER people. The fact they deny the reality of emotions.

The Illuminati aren't the bad guys. WE are the GOOD guys.

Wednesday 18 February 2015

How I Ended up Getting Involved With Ubermouth

I think all I really want to say about this Ubermouth problem is this;

When we first spoke, she really did seem someone I could be myself with. I looked forward to her phone calls because I could talk to her about my blog.

The fact was, she was one of a handful of people who had made it into the inner sanctum of my comfort zone. And that surprised me. Very few people make it that far. There are very few people I am comfortable with one on one.

And I misjudged the situation. I forgot that in real life there are huge barriers in real life to getting to a situation of trust with someone.

The problem with the internet- with blogging- is exactly that. It IS your inner sanctum. It is the ultimate real you, the real you only those who know you very well get to see in real life.

Blogging is, in that sense, life upside down. You connect with people through blogging in a perfect world. You can be yourself with total strangers.

And that makes you forget that if they went through NORMAL real life procedures, they'd never have made it to the inner sanctum of your comfort zone.

Ubermouth would certainly never have done.

That was the problem. We STARTED with a PERFECT relationship. Because being anonymous avatars in an entirely intellectualised world far away from physical reality is- perfect interaction.

Having a relationship with someone which was entirely intellectualised and which was based entirely around my blog was perfect.

It could have been anyone. I realised that very quickly. She just happened to be the first one.

I realised that after I had known her a couple of months. That ANY blogging friendship is like that. Because it is, of its nature, in the inner sanctom of your comfort zone. In a world of pure intellectualisation, away from the physical world.

You see the good in people first. Before you see the bad.

And that was the case with Ubermouth.

But, as I realised, it was because she'd passed what would normally be the FINAL gate to your inner sanctum. She'd bypassed all the others. It was an artificial situation.

The problem came as soon as we- or rather SHE- started backtracking.

I suppose, being honest, I always knew it was too good to be true. Deep down I always knew it was merely because of the curious logic of the internet world.

After all, where else do you get to meet people over chatting about Nietzsche?

Yes, I always knew that it couldn't work in real life. I knew she had made it to the inner sanctum of my comfort zone but she didn't really belong there. In time, she'd get homesick and want to go somewhere less intellectualised and more emotional.

And when that time came, it would be time for us to part company.

And yes, I always simply assumed that when the time came she'd accept 'I have to devote my life to my blog. It's not you, it's me. You'll find someone else, I'm sure.'

Manipulative? Exploitative?

No, I just wanted to share the inner sanctum of my comfort zone with her as long as I could. Until it no longer became possible.

It stopped being possible when she started getting emotional and trying to get me to talk about my 'feelings'.

That was when it became time for us to part company. She had vacated my comfort zone and she couldn't expect me to follow her.

All I asked was that she left me alone to blog in peace. My blog was MY LIFE. She didn't have to ruin my blog out of a vindictive sense of vengeance.