The Cost Is You

The idea that something is satanic or evil sounds stupid to me. It’s an excuse used by people to justify or lie to themselves about the things they do or participate in. Typical narcissists that cannot reconcile within itself what they are; just bad people. Bad not as a dysfunction of nature, but bad by any community’s standards. Passing off behavior to a made up entity, then believing in that entity sounds stupid to me. Or at least not intelligent. Take rituals for example; how does the doing of evil things, first require the doing of other evil things? Sounds more like evil people, screwing with evil people because that’s what they do; evil and hate doesn’t discriminate.

It gets less evil and more idiotic the more it’s thought about, especially when rituals are brought into play because there’s no reason for it. As I said it’s evil people getting other people to do things for no reason.

I don’t think they realize the loop they’re in. It’s the monkey and the ladder experiment made real; it’s self serving which is ironic but befits the nature of “evil.”

The irony of this ladder experiment is that the beating of anyone trying to get to the top is the ritual.

The idea of a devil is more acceptable for many than the idea that some people are just like that. It requires participation from a percentage of outsiders. It’s typical clique nonsense, in a sense not many people actually graduate or evolve beyond the playground. It’s the same dynamics with clique culture because it is that. It’s what they know.

Society is filled with this dynamic at every level. It may be what fuels it.

Once the devil or mystery entity is identified, it stops being those things; it becomes another thing.

Secret societies and organizations that rely on the narrative dedicate most of themselves to keeping the fiction alive. Not only is the cruelty in and of itself terrible, but their rituals and practices without the “woo woo” are nothing but embarrassing, gross, disgusting and shameful. People choose to do whatever they did for ultimately no reason. It’s all even more so for the reasons they thought they did it.

Some continue to participate because they hope a spirit or something will appear to validate all they’ve done and been doing. And as I’ve said before, if there is something supernatural, it’s not. It’s something natural that simply isn’t understood yet.

Beneath their beliefs and behavior is the fact of reality that both fear and shame are one and the same.

Some of us see it in our own lives, we see it in society and the world itself. Many people live outside of it, perhaps a victims of but not themselves within and a part of it.

There are those who don’t care about anything going on in the cage, but being stuck within have no option but to observe. See what changes if any. There can only be so many monkeys in the cage before it breaks or the experiment fails.

Many people see the cage and the antics but don’t realize or understand what’s going on and enter themselves. This all explains the dynamics behind money and fame.

In secret circles and perpetuated by the masses is the idea of a person “selling their soul.” But if a person is the Soul, what they’re saying is they’ve sold themselves into a form of slavery. This would explain why so many famous people behind the scenes are completely broke. The fine print was they would perform their craft, use their divine skill or art but not profit from it themselves.

If you have to lie about the things you do, how powerful are they really making you? Power, wealth, and status doesn’t need to lie about, announce, or applaud itself. And some people that find themselves idolized do things they wouldn’t applaud anyone for.

The world of celebrity is fiction. It is the cage on display. If you’re on display, you’re on display on their networks, on their websites, their platforms, their broadcasts, their way. When a person sells their soul or themselves to be a part of that world, they’re being allowed to sell the dream, the lie, to others. Red carpet events and appearances are the modern auction. The public has no idea; or worse, doesn’t care. It’s the illusion we all pretend isn’t an illusion because we all want a piece of the dream. Even if our piece is a consumable.

Many people know and understand this and still choose to participate. Some think it’s a myth or won’t happen to them, or isn’t what people think. Some people see it as the cost to do business.

Things being contractual, even if they step away they’ve signed away their talent, their gift. A singer or songwriter can still make music but they can never profit from it; not alone. This has been a fascination for me personally. Someone says they want to make music but what they go in search of is money and fame. There was nothing ever stopping them from making the music. But they for some reason think it’s important to get it in front of everyone; because a lying dream someone else was pushing told them so. We inadvertently sell each other the dream. If someone shows a talent or a skill, they’re pushed by those around them towards the stage and red carpet.

A person that’s good with music should study Sound instead of a career in “music” or entertainment. Just like regardless of specialization, all Soldiers, Marines, and Special Forces are riflemen first and foremost. An entertainer just does only that, entertains. They don’t move people to deeper truths about reality. And their obligation to entertain, may mean different things to different audiences; more than the entertainer could have ever imagined.

People who chase the stage, their life becomes a performance, part of the show. This is why even a participants death is profitable, more so than their life. And even after their death, their voice and likeness. When you’re life is the show, your death is the encore.

The masses would be quick to pass judgement on these people, not that it’s not without merit or warrant. But who’s not guilty of at least suggesting to someone they head in that direction with their life? Few of us can say we’re that innocent. It’d be more shocking if it was a double digit percentage. The stage exists but who sends people people towards it?

How many friends and families sold their loved ones to the devil? And these days many of us are trying to be little demons ourselves with a camera in our hands. Ready to make someone famous or most likely infamous. We make a devil out of someone every time we misrepresent them; when we gossip and lie about them. Anytime we take an instance of action and share it for the sake of attention; Content.

In the modern era there is no one center of power, perhaps there never was. What they are is a collection of “interests.” Any one of them is a cabal, together a Cartel.

People can see and know the devils they’re signing up with; know they’re devils. But they don’t put together that the world they live in is hell; The things they do and make each other do, and try to get other people to do. It’s tailor made for participants to betray their own morals. It’s a paradise for those who have none. I don’t know what it is to those who don’t know what theirs are.

It’s easy for the rest of us with our perceived superiority due to a lack of direct participation to point and make all the jeering remarks about these people. But there’s so few of them compared to the rest of us. So why did the great masses let the few get away with so much for so long? Is it their fault so many of us are stupid?

Hell is such that its gates are police’s by morons. No one is stuck or trapped there, people choose to be there. Punishing anyone who enters, punishing anyone who tries to leave when they can all leave; the gate isn’t locked, it’s crowded. Blocked on the inside by people clamoring to get in, and blocked on the outside by people trying to see the spectacle.

Hell isn’t a prison, it’s a Carnival. The entrance blocked by people with no other desire but to incinerate themselves and each other. A place people go to in order to torture themselves in the hope something good happens in their lives. The irony, so many people head straight to hell in the search of something good and real.

Admittance is voluntary, so people don’t worry about the cost. Searching for hope I’m not the most unlikely place, but the wrong place. Hoping to become someone; hoping for validation; hoping for acceptance; hoping upon hope that it’s all worth it, that it all means something in the end. Hoping not that they’re proven to be something special.

After people have burned themselves out in the places hope goes to die, they’re left hopeless after Giving it all away. Left lost and confused not recognizing who or what they’ve become chasing illusions with monsters.

It can be too much for some people and they double down. without hope to fuel them, they start feeding on the only things they’re left with, the endless lies. Burned out dreamers who forfeited reality to sell illusions to the hopeful they used to be.

The Stars burn out, collapse, and imploded under the weight of their own hollowness.

For the people committed or convinced of the supernatural. Any entity they encounter simply found a dull group like Candle Jack in Freeazoid! He shows up when both the lights and the people are dim.

A need of evil, is the root of all evil. Not the love of money. A symptom is not its own root cause.

That which we don’t understand which we call evil, what some perceive to be a cosmic entity, is us. Not us enslaved, not entranced, not possessed, just us doing whatever we wanted to do; as we ever did. Is our nature too much for us to admit? All that evil, yeah, we wanted to do that. That’s why it happened.

We live in this cosmos as Conscious Beings but we never look or think of ourselves as the Conscious Entities we are. If there is such a thing as evil, it has to permeate from somewhere.

It wasn’t Satan, you’re just a piece of shit who cant admit it. A carnival in the dark with with malicious intent doesn’t summon spirits or grant power. It just makes you look and sound like an idiot. Stop giving evil a crown and doing things you wouldn’t own in daylight.

People want to make their fantasies real so they explain themselves away. “It was an evil spirit that made me do thus and so.” Their evil spirit. By the time they’re finished trying to convince this boogeyman is more real than they are. The human barely exists by their standards I have to wonder how there’s enough of us for a demonic force to influence.

The people most likely to push back against that are the faithfully religious. They need a devil to be real and will run to its defense; giving it power. And because of their fear and fervor, the rest of the masses think these things must be real. Millions of, billions of people can be wrong though; it’s been known to happen. And if they were so sure then they wouldn’t have to be so loud.

Denying demons their power and influence, their very existence is ironically blasphemous to the religious. If the devil is real, he’s so weak he might as well not be; the summation of their words. We’re incapable of independent autonomy, so we can’t be responsible for our actions. Every murderer must be innocent then. They were the foolish hand and not the deceitful brain.

The only thing real about the devil are the excuses that are more real than he is. Excuses that live on through people, in people. And If it’s people that make the devil up, then it’s people who make the devil, who are devils. People who are lived in and worn out; the real burn outs of society. Broken from the trials and tribulations of life that they put themselves through. Which is ironic because they already are and have life. The hard part was over, getting here; being here doesn’t require more work, more sacrifice. If every life is a blessing and a miracle, why and how does it need saving, from what? If it’s being here is a miracle, where we came from must be hell. So why do we try to LARP like we’re still stuck there?

Trading a living miracle for a fake hell, of our own making is holy shit.

Carl Sagan said “there’s no sign anyone’s coming to save us from ourselves.” But that hasn’t people from making signs. For the waiters of a savior, someone lied to you and then you kept lying to yourselves. Who can save you from You?