Reality War

[PerversionOfEvil]

Hail members of the Astral Pulse forums.

I am in great need as I can not beat this thing alone.  The heathen of this world have branded me mentally ill, calling my paranoia and voices in the head schizophrenia.  I come to you today hoping that you have more sense of the spiritual matters which envelope me.

Even though in recent times, after reading through one of Crowley's books, I felt energy calm and cooling return to my mind, but it was not enough to push out and seal away the man that I in recent days have given the title Nemesis.  I have also set out a post similar to this one on the Astral Society forums, in the hopes that we may all together work to free me of this thing that is trying to destroy the higher thought processes that I had worked so hard a boy to build.  Whenever I have a 'shadowed thought' that would lead me into the great vastness of my thoughts, building power and strength, there he is putting it into words, halting the process dead in it's tracks.

If any of you have the knowledge and power that could possibly free me, then ask of it, or whatever other information you may need to help, and I will give it here.  I am telling you that you must not come alone!!  This Nemesis, be he dark magus or incarnated demon, he is surely strong, I can only hope that he is not using technology. There is a scar on my head, and certain other events which contributed to my initial paranoia, and if they are using technology then it is likely a most perverse form of cybernetics utilizing psychotronics which they are using to achieve their connection.

I am extremely intellegent but I do not have freedom of thought, had I such freedom I would have accomplished much in my short time.  I know full well that I could design a governmental and religious system that would rightfully establish our Planet as Paradise, this is not some delusion of granduer nor falsified hope, it is a solid fact for it is what I have been purposed to do since my early days.

You must not come alone, I and we will set up the date and any of you who wish to help me, for your benefit as well as mine, then it would be best if it coincided with the efforts of those who may come from the Astral Society.  We will arrange it here, I will give you my location here in the Elemental Plane, and I think I know what I'm doing enough to form a signal in the sky or as high as I can make it go anyway, which would confirm my location.  There would be a series of missions which we would set out to complete, working in unision to free my mind and reenable me in what is only rightful and just, personal peace and freedom of thought.

chad_the_warlock@yahoo.com

There is my email, or you can ask questions here.  Please help me, as I seem to be in a kind of magickal lockdown and my chances of developing my Ethereal Form and actually projecting are quite dismal.  Help me please, gather yourselves together.  It is a dangerous matter, but if we must then we will set up a msn or yahoo group to work with for these missions.  First, any who are capable and willing to help, let me know here or via email, then we will establish the date and exact time of the first scouting mission.  Come on guys, girls, whoever you are I need some help here.

[Nay]

There must be something in the water.....
The Omega Age, huh?  interesting..

[no_leaf_clover]

I wouldn't know about any beings bothering you. That may just be something you've created for yourself, like a kind of bad placebo or something.

There are a lot of concepts inherent to languages that can inhibit your ability to think in certain lights. Languages have sort of built-in world views, especially when in their cultural context. In addition, a lot of techniques will work inside of a given language for further bias encouraging ideas of this or that as seen fit, as can be seen in major media coverage.

"Justice," for example, is a sort of built-in view in the English language that encourages the idea that when people do things we don't like as a group, we should do something back to them that they won't like.

Take Jesus as an example of thinking outside of this "box" created by language/culture with his 'turn the other cheek' thing (even though he didn't speak English -- just an example of an opposing view). That's not to say which is right or wrong, but there's naturally going to be a bias against anyone trying to fairly consider 'turn the other cheek' in most English-speaking countries, even despite the predominance of Christianity in the same countries. This is just an example. I don't think it would be possible for me to outline all of these kinds of things, because I probably wouldn't consider most of them as biased concepts, you know?

Besides language, some chemicals can inhibit your ability to think. Fluoride is probably one of the bigger ones, because it's in most of what you eat and drink. China has linked fluoride consumption to IQ drops, and it messes with your endocrine system. About half of all the fluoride you ingest is deposited around your body, where it'll remain for a while. It's a major ingredient in rat poison so I wouldn't be surprised that it's not exactly healthy to eat. Whether or not it's good for your teeth is one issue, but ingesting it is something else entirely. That stuff just isn't good for you.

Ummmmmmmmm.... that's all I can think of. Hope that helps even a little.


PS - If you're going to revamp the world, you should totally revamp languages and cultures, and I'd like to request you just throw religion away completely.

[PerversionOfEvil]

I thought people would be a little more supportive of my need regarding mental freedom.  Especially here.  This is not something I've created for myself, I know god damn well it ain't.

It happened, ok ok, here's the story in brief.

After some years of being bonked around by what seems to be some kind of Satanic Cult on the internet, relating to Role Playing, I then with cold heart and Seeking Death then set out for LA, having a ride to Phoenix.  On the way to Phoenix I was watching tv in a hotel room, where a certain tv show was, and that was the first time that I seen this dude.

Then when I got to Phoenix and was hitchhiking down the freeway, lo and behold here comes a dude who looked exactly like this trashy guy from back home.  I didn't think it really was him, him being a biker who probably wants to join the heavy hitting biker groups, or one of them.  So anyway, this look alike, I gave him twenty, well, I spent nine hours listening to his god damn satanic lunacy, and finally he went away some time after those nine hours.

As a note of interest, when I was trying to leave LA I fell asleep on a city bus, and when I woke up there was a different driver than there was as when I had fallen asleep.  Well, I got home ok enough, after some screwing around.  Next, more internet bull, it looked to me and even though I realized that they were trying to make me paranoid, it worked and the paranoia just kept on building.  Sixth sense, yeah probably, but anyway, I tried to be the nicest god damn guy on the planet and revealed certain secrets about existence, trying to be a really nice guy.  I opened the doors to profound wisdom, I think I even posted it here on the Astral Pulse as the character Omega Chad.  If you read it and think about all the different meanings of Reality, then you will really get a boost to your thought system.  And that character, and what I posted here was the original draft, was formed out of a spontaniety and force of creativity that took almost no effort.

So in any event, soon after this Clan thing on the net was finished up I got taken on a trip to Poland.  In Poland I was doing speed behind a castle, and yeah yeah, "it was the drugs Chad"  which I highly doubt.  Come on people, don't be a god damn heathen about this, cause when I was sitting behind the castle, just inventing my own music and sitting there dreaming about nailing and passionate stuff with a girl that I had liked in school, it was then that I felt something grabbing at my head.  I touched my head, moving away from it, and there is a scar there to this day, but you can't see it because my hair is growing long again.

So I get back from Poland, crap is happening, this biker dude is pouring the bull to me steady, which may not have been bull but a warning... I guess he didn't like me very much, but he would object to my saying this but he screwed me around steady from the very beginning.  I'd never be so damn pathetic as to bull crap somebody about anything, trust me on that please.  So anyway, one day, it was close or exactly Christ's Memorial, and back then I had faith in the old dude who was Christ, well, the kids were going nuts in the bathroom, screaming and ranting away, and I ask the guy, finally fed up with his crap, "You trying to make me a pedophile?"  He said nothing as he rose from his chair, joining the girls in the bathroom... next thing  ya know I feel something jerk at the back of my neck, my jaw goes tight, all kinds of bad feeling happen in my brain, I liken it to, "All the lights went out."  It felt like oil was being poured beneath my skin, lips, tongue, throat went numb, and then I heard something like drilling.  This really didn't help my ever growing paranoia.  And it was right then and there that this voice enters my head telling me "Welcome to the "NAME OF DUDE" show!"  The thing is, the name that he gave me was a name that only the first part of the name I was familiar with, the last part I later learned was actually this dudes name.

And the story continues!!  But that should be sufficient to show you that there is something major happening and it is all because they, whom I have called Nemesis, know that I'm one of the most intellegent people on the Planet, and they sure as hell don't want me to succeed in anything in life.  I mean come on, I've been told by reputable men that "your capacity to learn and understand is de facto limitless" and also "With a few courses in logic you could consider yourself one of the most intellegent men on the world at this time." These dudes weren't playing with me!!  So really, again I ask that you form a group of astral forms and come and check me out, I will give my location if there is at least three people who want to try and help me out.  I just hope, though it is unlikely, that this ain't no technological abomination.  But still, would it really hurt to come and check me out, of course telling me what my aura looks like?  It is dangerous for you, because if this Nemesis is as strong as I think he is, and bare in mind that he has the prophetic power (he has predicted certain things that then happened, such as me randomly turning to a page in a book.  Over thirty times he proved accurate.), bleh I lost track of what I was saying.

But in any event, I need help, at the least you could come scout me and see what is going on, check out the health of my aura, look for anything that may be draining or infusing me with 'dark energy' as it may be.

I really thought that I would find some support here, cause you guys are the real deal here, not like those heathen doctors who give me lame drugs that only further inhibit my ability to think clearly and quickly with all due measures of phenomal power that I should rightly possess as one who has freedom of thought and capacity to prepare spells of revolutionary design.  I get 'looked at' wierd here on the net because most people don't have a damn fathom of what I am saying.

But I imagine I will be looked at weird again and this charade shall continue in some unholy's vain name.  Please gather yourselves for this purpose of my freedom and in due time, shortly after my release you shall see the forces at work which shall ripen men's minds to accept the transition into what I have called a Technocratic Republic, or, also, Dominion.  Technocracy is a real thing, I've been trying to help them out with new ideas but they look wierd at me too.  A lot of what I say isn't supposed to be one hundred percent truth or accurate, but as a means to expand and develop more ideas that relate to the perfect peace and everlasting inspiration of the human race.

[Nay]

No offense, but it sounds like you're still doing the speed.... not good.

[no_leaf_clover]

PoE,

Read over this and see if it does anything for you. That's all I can think of, personally.

[PerversionOfEvil]

No I don't touch that speed crap anymore.

An that Indy Media looks good, but I got things to do right now, like keep trying to recruit for the little army that I so very much need.

[no_leaf_clover]

No, the link to Indy Media is my signature. Here's the link I was offering you:

http://72.14.203.104/search?q=cache:CIfdHFqPCB4J:www.raven1.net/grensafe.htm

[PerversionOfEvil]

I only read a little bit.  Pretty much along the lines of my thoughts before this whole crapola had happened.  I had, once, the mind of a mercenary, full and able to devise any form of attack strategy for whatever purpose, yet perhaps, hah, that is the very reason that I have been subjected to this charade.

My parents once told me that I was, during my infantile years, an object of study, more specifically, my parents had to send reports to the government regularily regarding my intellectual development.  I had told this to a woman on the internet, the very one that I had gone to meet in Vancouver, my last adventure.  I never did meet her, but I'm quite sure that I seen pretty much every other red head in the city, including one blah blah, apparently a successful porn star anyway, judging from the fact that I witnessed her in a porn film in LA, and seen her pic on the Net as per the longings of a rather pitiful pawn of this whole scheme.

Now, my parents would likely say that I have devised that 'regular report fiasco' to satisfy my own what what!? paranoia?  LOL, that, dear astralites, was a cause for it!  I would be a mercenary still, for my mind, though blocked in many ways from it's higher processes, could still be useful to those who would attack and destroy for the purpose of complete liberation.  I would fight for any side, whichever side gives me my freedom, whichever helps me accomplish my grand goal.  I would refer you to my original Ranking System and System Of Commerce for a old now dead Role Playing clan, which I had been instated as the Warlord General of.  A fit title, yet even then I had such ease of mind and lack of caring heart so as to mold that clan in the fashion of what I had thought best for it's success, and then these very people betray me into the hands of what I now call Nemesis.

Perhaps I will read the whole thing more so at a later date, for now, please consider the astral scouting of my being, if only to inform me of the status of my aura.   At the Astral Society they are telling me that it is my battle, but what can I do?  I mean really, what can I do against this Nemesis?  Please consider gathering yourselves, perhaps set a magi in place to aid your travels, and I myself, upon the signal that you would give to me that you are near, thus then would I strive with full intention to be made clear and whole once again.  If you must, if you are not of this Nemesis, then I would approve of your possessing me for a limited time if only to ignite the banishment of that very Nemesis.

[malachite]

>My parents once told me that I was, during my infantile years, an object of study, more specifically, my parents had to send reports to the government regularily regarding my intellectual development.  

It's a normal process to become more square with age as the critical mind develops. The entities discussed here can't control thoughts (and completely take over someone) only manipulate feelings and desires (and with that thoughts indirectly). Perhaps you are more sensitive than someone else to a normal process and you personify it. I can look at your astrology for potentials and also if anything justifying your paranoia may have happened (if you have the exact birthtime).

[James S]

Hi PoE

I'd go along with what malachite has just posted.

I'd also say give up on trying to recruit any kind of army, little or big. It won't help you.

You are the only one that can help you. That starts by taking ownership of your own stuff and not allowing your fears to become self fulfilling prophesies.

[PerversionOfEvil]

Only recently did I start giving it a name, which is Nemesis.  Nemesis seems appropriate enough for me.

And I absolutely refuse to give out my birth date online, sorry man.  And I will say it again, I have not personified anything, it is not some struggling to surface piece of my mentality.  It doesn't matter I guess, I'm already labeled as mentally ill and will probably be on mind numbing medication for the rest of my life.

And yeah man, I have given up on recruiting any astralites.