If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles

Who is the enemy in this game? Saying that the enemy are hidden “psychiatrists” would be like saying that the enemy is the entire World (read: Human race). That would be foolish. In my case obviously the enemy are people who pose as my relatives and family when the fact is I’m not blood related to any of them. They all have the “psychiatrists” right and I obviously don’t. Right now I don’t care what kind of tragedy might have happened with my real family (they actually told me when I was 31 so I would screw myself, I can’t verify anything), that’s all in the past and I want it to stay in the past. But I know that those who were closest to me when I was a kid (fake family) had the power to protect me but didn’t. They put me through psycho surgery instead and that made them my enemy. I didn’t do absolutely nothing as a kid but they did it anyway. From that time their job was to set me up and justify their actions. They looked through my eyes literary on the screen and fully controlled my sexuality since I was 9 years old. I remember now when I was about 24 years old and still in College, all the porn my fake father brought suddenly disappeared. The apartment where we lived was full of porn since I was 9 years old. Looking at it now, it looks like somebody else joined the game, like big boys started to look what I see and hear my internal dialog. Looks like I got some American guy who was obviously experienced “Master of Puppets” (I like to call him Master Shittert hese days). This was very strange because I live in Europe in a non-English speaking Country (I realize that it was an American software they hooked me up with but this was actually a real guy who spoke to me in English via brain interface later). As I learned later when they wanted me to visit a shrink and take psych drugs which of course I refused at the time, me refusing was maybe a mistake, maybe someone wanted to save me from what happened when I was 31. I guess to break this curse a ritual is due. A ritual like no other, a ritual that I don’t want anyone to experience. I learned that the hard way. My fake family and relatives were a little bit scared that I might actually win and get my rights back, but it was just an illusion, nobody can win this, I was unprepared, and I did badly, I fought it as much as I could but this was the game I couldn’t win. I stayed alive but ended up broken and brain scarred. A year later somehow I pulled my self together (luckily my brain heals naturally) got a job and stayed on that job for 11 years now. I guess now, I’m the real veteran of 1000’s psychic wars. I adapted to the situation and doing well right now but the game is still going on. I’m stronger now. I have many people on my side. I’m suing my Country for allowing this. Expecting nothing, I just want to see what happens.

I wrote about it on http://www.madminster.net

But I think that I will move that site here to my blog, because my audience is so remotely small there is no point of paying for the domain name and hosting.

“If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.”
― Sun Tzu, The Art of War

 

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