Doomers On the Catholic's Path to Hope

After I spent the week talking to doomers on line, and writing about how climate change will wipe us out in the end.   The Pope in all but name, the human with a direct line to me.  (I offered this once for my freedom.  Later, when my fate became secondary to far too many for me to count...).  Now, awhile back, and now perhaps, the Cardinal, in a mass seen by the disabled, started when I began having effects...  he came out after my week of examining this perspective in the young, the Cardinal walked out and before doing anything said, in a voice like 'what am I supposed to do with this?'  He said, "The end of the world." 

I made clear this meant religions were going to have to give people hope when the Climate offers none. This was RIGHT BEFORE the Rome Pope (who is blessed as all Popes who seek the mysterious will of God, rather than merely accept what has come before;  they are to be given messages of great change, without having to crucify anyone) launched  the campaign Pilgrimage For Hope...  

When I came away from the Doomer community on line, I realized the depth of their need.   My past experiences with how such people can be taken in by cults...  hopeless people find it, in the changes that happen to their brain when they are inducted.  Easy to show the math on this, but no one wants to admit they are deluded, so they made deprogramming outlawed.  Cults give a lot of money to Republicans to protect them.

When in the depth of my thoughts, where a savior dwells, I know that souls are being saved even now.  That my actions are finally able to be in tune with who I usually was in my life.  I admit my sins from the past.  Feel the pain as floods of memories inexplicably flash up.  I get rid of them with the Buddhist technique, bury them as deep as I can.  Like I do with lust now that I am de-objectifying women as much as possible.  I always said a man should not lead the women, when asked.  Can I help?  I hope so, because like others, I will always be on their side.   However, I will fight tactics.

I was thinking today and for many others what should I do....  my mind, in a totally new phenomena, cannot imagine violence... if a thought moves that way when I am thinking of stories... or anything.  My mind recoils and I think this is a sign from God, one that means something to me alone, is fine.  His work is obvious to you when I point it out, like I recently did.  I do not remember all I told you but that is part of how God works...  new information pushes out the old.

Moses was told if he held his arms up, the Jews would win on the battlefield.  When he would get tired, they would lose.  So finally they sat him down and held up his arms.    When I heard the good Cardinal give this obscure, and somewhat non-sensical except in a time long ago, when there was war all the time, and to win avoided being sold into slavery, or worse.  A prayer for hope.  Now it sounds silly.  They held up his hands, or the Jews would have lost in a war.

Do you need me to stay in this war...  well, I was born into war and will die in war.  Somewhere grunts are forced to fight because of the hoarding of wealth of a few powerful, untouchable men...  and now one Untouchable President.  Voters may be able to change this.

Moving on from there...  I used to be such a conspiracy theorist on facebook.  I went out there, Jon Stewart mentioned it.  He knew what was going on and I did not.  Kept ignorant.  Still...  what am I to say...  I did not know orange would be racist or I would have had nothing to do with them.  I feel betrayed, but nothing like blacks would have.  They tricked you at least three times into thinking I am going along with horrifying acts against blacks, because I saw one once that I did not believe could happen...  I was trying to scare off this weird force that was on my tv, the streets, etc...

When no one seemed to want to talk to me...  or they would have at first, and I rejected them out of being in shock.  I was walking around with the dog making speeches or anger and shit.  I look at it now and think, That is not who I am....  the crazy person they were all trying to use.  The spies.  I am not here to do the bidding of anyone except God.  My mission is winning as long as I am alive.  I told you once that dead I was more powerful, leading James to subtly suggest I should die and be more powerful.  Right during the period when the CIA or someone wanted the same, so you could bury your sins in my coffin, and write your innocence into my public biography.

The pieces of the puzzle do not involve violence.  Though this hard hearted place I can go, knows I would fight instantly to defend.  I will instigate nothing.  Know nothing I am, this is safest.  I just no longer believe you need me.  Though I cannot risk that.

I am sorry I insulted all of you who I have.  I was the one who was wrong so often when I spewed out my anger on them.  God forgive me I scream again in my thoughts.