Perspective

Sep 23, 2020

The fomenting of fear aims to do one thing: control the masses. If one can form a cloud of fear and place it above a people, making it hover and restrict the view, then one can paint a false picture of reality, and thereby gain some ability to bring a people under submission. That’s what’s happening to our world right now.

I once went to an EST seminar. My mother sort of made me go. It was in the late 70’s. Two weekends of EST and you emerged completely deluded. Reality had become what you decided it was, not what it really was. EST Graduates walked around with a weirdly serene smile and talked about “experiencing it.” I actually did a pretty good job of taking on the persona, spewing words of wisdom and insight that had never been heard before by my friends, a bunch of losers. Some of them were impressed enough by the change in me to check into EST themselves.

My EST thing didn’t last long. I awoke from my fairytale sleep when one of the EST trainers asked me out on a date, picked me up in his Jaguar, and over dinner told me that he had created a reality that I was in love with him.

I thought, “Yeah. I’m out.”

People talk a lot about the current pattern of gaslighting being perpetrated by those who want to divide us into increasingly finer categories of oppressed identity groups. I’ve known about gaslighting for as long as I’ve been married. In-laws can be an interesting crowd. EST was all about that except you gaslighted yourself. I suppose there’s not that much difference. You just need a catalyst to implant the false belief and, because you want to please someone and belong to something bigger than yourself, your psyche runs with it, deluding you all the way to a complete loss of your hold on reality.

People, mostly people I’ve known from my former professional life, have asked me how I could be a Christian … how could I possibly believe this “stuff.” I always wonder how they couldn’t, which I don’t actually say out loud. Sometimes I’ll ask them, “Do you believe in absolute truth? A truth that stands outside of your own perspective? A truth that is to be pursued?”

Those who say “yes” recognize that they’re not God, and that He exists. We have something to talk about.

Those who say “no” think they can be God, and that He does not exist. I know there’s no amount of arguing or persuading that will open their eyes to reality. So, I wait for the day that they realize they’re not God, and hope they will want to talk.

It’s really that simple. The transcendent is real. Those who don’t see it are destined to struggle in the search for meaning and purpose in a world of perpetually changing narratives that are driven by whoever happens to hold the seat of influence; the ones who are the most power thirsty, the ones who are the most deluded, the ones who think they can be God.

They are not God. They are not even like God. They do not love and seek to build up. They only want the power to steal, kill, and destroy.

Here’s some perspective for you. There are 7.8 billion people in the world. The gas lighters represent something like .000000000001% of the population. Just remember this when you get your news today. Why would we let a small band of power-hungry tyrants distort our perspectives and destroy our world by paralyzing us with fear?

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