You Are Not Alone
Mike James
The Gentle Art of Resisting Zionist Terrorism
You are being murdered. You are hated and despised. You are excess to requirement.
You know this. What you don’t know is that you are the willing participant in your own destruction.
Laugh not, my friend, for though you do not perceive your ultimate end by a million cuts, you are slowly bleeding to death; even though you sit there wasting your time in trivial pursuits, watching television or dulling what few vestiges are left remaining of your intellectual wherewithal in expending your last functioning brain cells in gawking at distracting mainstream media news and meaningless tittle-tattle that excites nothing more than your basest instincts.
You were created in the image of an unimaginably gracious Lightness of Being more transcendentally magnificent than you could ever dare to imagine in this fallen, materialistic, satanically Zionist world. You are a prisoner of your own volition. An addict unto your own selfish and egoistic desires.
You are consumed with worry and anxiety. Why? Because you are a consumer, not a human being. Beings who take on the form of humanity are not consumers, but creators. Creators of their own destiny. Endowed with an imagination and an ability to innovate, even beyond all of the laws of physics (for humans IN BEING are metaphysical creatures), you – Yes, Sir – my fellow brother who lives in a trailer on a dollar a day or who slaves around the clock for an exploitative employer for just a few quid an hour – are infinitely more powerful than you would ever hope to dare.
On this planet, regardless of race, creed or colour, every man is a King and every woman a Queen.
Please allow me to reiterate: The greedy fascist bastard you work for is merely a mortal being in human form who obsesses over money, the precious fragility of his own brittle ego and, perhaps, his inability to satisfy his wife or mistress in a way commensurate with his own sexual self-perception. He is not invulnerable. He empties his bowels each evening in fear of the retribution with which he may meet lest he fails to deliver on-the-line to his major investors. He may act tough; but he is less than those he employs. Terror rules his life.