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Moving from an outdated physical disease model of mental illness to a more relational mental health practice
Moving from an outdated physical disease model of mental illness to a more relational mental health practice
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«Oldest ‹Older 401 – 600 of 1415 Newer› Newest»Your powers should be free. You should not be institutionalised. Quote begins:" When you are enslaved then you lose all of your assets. One asset that you lose along with your freedom is the will, hope, and desire to be free." Quote ends. Spirit of humanity should churn for the 'Thing' that has happened to Manny. If it does not, something happens to all humanity. Darkness is an ignorable spot like a soot dust in the white. If you ignore it then it grows and covers all the light. You should fight for the cause of one person then you resurrect the all.
When they came and ruined the wedding of his daughter, the man in the movie ‘Fiddler on the Roof’, he looked above and asked, “Why?” He could not figure out why. He had no knowledge of the cruel hearts. He did not ask God. He asked you why.
Cyrus
You always quote from a movie. It does not prove anything. They do not create any solid foundation for reasoning. For example, it might be that and it is frequently the case that, your audience have never seen those episodes.
Yanis
Now, I was looking for a good example to understand what do they mean when they say it is legal. I noticed among of news of my former country (it is similar to practice of establishment of this country, or practice of establishment of former working class nation, or country of super army of the post-modern world or country of super-factory of the world or wherever). Their parliament is working hard and fast on fashion and dress code bill these days. They used to take people to courts and punish them for violation of dress and fashion code. The punishment was according to practice of their religion. But usually every year this way of administration of justice used to be criticised by numerous human rights organisations of UN and others. There was not any clear law to establish boundary of rights against the boundary of the law. Parliament creates a mandate that is ordered to them by administration. It is not establishing justice. Definitely after approving the bill those organisations will not and cannot protest anymore. Those human rights organisation do not care if you like to wear that kind of dress. They are only concerned if it is legal to arrest you or not. According to laws approved in a parliament. And more important is when they say there is no legal objection to something. The simplest case of the world: Can you complain from your parents if they allow you or help you to become fat, or your line manager asks you to bring water for him in a sieve?
Cyrus
What is related to psychiatry? Why do you ramify toward absurds?
Yanis
Their reasoning is related. They say if they do not stop western style fashions and females continue to lure males in the public then it increases the risk of all kind of anti-social behaviours and all kinds of crimes. So by confining people and containing them in their houses or in very restrict veil, cover and dresses they reduce the risk. It may happen that if they catch a fifteen-year-old girl with colourful nails they put her hands in a bag full of cockroaches. They believe the shock can wash the sick spirit of debauchery.
Cyrus
It is barbaric. I believ.
Yanis
We are approaching to human rights. You know symbol of justice is a balance. What is in each side of the balancing equation? It is law against the right.
You said it is barbaric perhaps because it is contradicting with the fashion in Marseille where you are living. But if it happens for you that you go to the court in Marseille for some speed driving and you have long hair or put on denims they do not judge on your driving fault they judge you on your appearance. They believe your appearance is a sign of licentiousness of your soul and you are a risk for the society. Justice for them means keeping the balance with any price. But if you were torn in between the cogwheels of some social institution there is no objection of law. It is permitted. It is possible.
Cyrus
Are you defending yourself?
Yanis
Hence another element of earthly justice is to be blindfolded. By the way, my name is Cyrus. I have come to defend you and Manny not defending me.
Cyrus
Well,...Then.
Yanis
Once you asked me why we quote from movies. It is like when you quote from Sophocles and Euripides. John Ford and Fellini and creator of 'Brookside’ are similar to them. We have to use their talent to animate our story such that you can visualise the scene.
Cyrus
Well, we heard few words in clearing the meaning of justice, law, and have no legal objection and bridge from the law to action when there is no path to do it. Last year around this time when season of exercise started I start to do some brisk walking around my home. At first, it was very painful because of my joints. I had to wrap every joint with support clothes. Gradually circulation reduced my pain and I could walk a longer distance. It also improved my hypertension, until one day I could walk twice around the whole block. I started to feel fresh and my family became very happy. One day I noticed that I was walking without bending and limping. When I was near my home a police car passed by me. The 'Thing' told in my head that because I had started to fly again and had elation the police was there to arrest me. I said to me that they cannot do a darn to me. Next night they came to my house and harassed my minor daughter with sniggering jests and took me with them to police station. An unidentified person who was not present and whose name presumably was Christ! – Man! had complained from me for criminal damage to him. A fifty five year old foreigner, former teacher of university with fatal hypertension, degenerated eye with thick glasses, degenerated spine, painful joints, stroked face had inflicted criminal damage to supposedly a six feet two, twenty four year old native male (perhaps with a black belt in boxing). There was not any lawyer present there for the gimmick. A supposedly lawyer told me through the telephone that by coincidence one of his colleagues is there to help me and I should remember it. (Why was he talking as if he was talking with a lunatic?) But nobody showed up. This is a tiny corner of the spoof. The 'Thing' says these are episodes that impostor under the 'Thing' direction creates and at any moment police can come and take me without any pretext. (I heard Nazis attacked to Einstein house the day he escaped abroad because he leaded an armed plot against Hitler. The list of arms found in his house still exists and includes one item: a bread-cutting knife.) After that day I could not go out of my house in once alone. Hence I am practically under house arrest. If they arrest me how can I defend myself? I said about what is going on in that city and how much police resources are few for encountering with them. They wanted to start to create criminal record for me such that later they can justify harassment and torture of my wife (I cry blood from my eyes for her) human sacrifice of my daughter (I just watch it shocked, frozen. I can never go to her birthday parties.) They say I was against their law. They will not mention that they said the allegation was without any ground. Now what happened just the next morning for this vigilant and assertive police? The young mobsters damaged and scorched doors of garages that belonged to the council. Damage reportedly happens every now and then sometimes up to fifteen thousand pounds. Where were these garages? - "In a remote location?" No, it is just behind the constabulary. Wolfgang Strauss studies these from local newspapers.
Manny Butterfly
Yes, that place is in the same premise with the constabulary. Police did not notice the incident. Inspectors of council, which is in the same place, had noticed it a week later. People who work in Mait Rose behind the constabulary had a recall of the incident. Now, police could not engage with them. They are in a fair game. They bring the civil liberty, their parents; they bring their teachers social reformers, and psychologist on their side. They have owners. They belong to a nation. Nation protects them in the same way that in my place your clan, your very extended family should and would protect you. There was a French lady studying in the school of art in my university. She was so jittery that it was not possible for anybody to approach her. if even you passed her in a near proximity she would swear you with dirtiest words you could only hear from the 'Thing' . She was famous also in the town. She had been given jobs in Hoots drugstore and Axda retail and other places. He had served well, many customers. (No, she was not learning disability or something. She was all right. Could work when she desired, with computer, other things. She was like me a lunatic or something. I could understand what had happened to her her.) Nobody came to her to change her. I believe nobody even was informed. It was not possible to annoy her. If they wanted to, then she would break, attack. She was not a polite housewife or scholar or something. She could endanger any scheme. She was being protected by human rights and media and civil liberty and lawyers and right of challenge and legal objection. She was in a fair game. If a lunatic does very irresponsible actions which amounts to damage to others, here in industrialised wealthy part of the world estate has resources to detain him to reduce the risk of such actions. Otherwise, they do not come to spend for well being of you to spend and dedicate time. Later, I explain that I had an opportunity to test this myself. It is similar to radio wave test I did.
Manny Butterfly
So, everybody would notice but they did not care. These things are important if you were around a doctor or a psychiatrist - traditional psychiatrist. They would put you in prison for life and convince the authority and the community that it is the most important thing in the world that in any price you should be confined. Actually it is only important for him to have an important corner in his world. He detains hundred to prevent one, supposedly. He is the justice, but upside down, if you count backward. After I started to hear voices in occasional one word or a short sentence I became extremely frightened. I had the idea that et al were sitting in front of a very complicated instrument that even Mad'dieu could not understand and even Grant Hardy, who is always after some literature, could not find out. I had the idea that they had a map of all my nerves and all my brain and by sending a signal they can trigger pain or twitching in it. And occasionally they say a word or two in the microphone to allegedly cure the alleged cycles in my brain. I had the idea that because they are a group of scientist of psychology and electronics and other branches they should have some trait of human compassion. The voice had told me, when I was between sleeping and wake up phase that there is only one group of twelve doctors of science among people who are conducting the experiment. I thought if I beat me or shout and ask people for the help, because all the people around knew about the famous experiment on me one of them (who had protested for sending dogs with rockets to space) might go and protest to et al and ask them to stop torturing my family and me. All days when those two poor souls, two kittens were out to school I was shouting and beating me. I had made slogans on cardboards asking people to help protest and me to experimenters because they were torturing me physically and I had not legal aid. When some people were approaching the window I’d start to shout and showing slogans to them. But they never showed any attention. During the day only landlord sometimes would go to his attic apartment, and he only used to show an affectionate face of some cordial friend, but he never mentioned anything or ask me to stop. Nobody was in other three flats during the day, but the lady of the attached apartment when she had finished her night shift. At last, she became impatient and called the police. They came. They searched my house only to see if somebody else might be shouting for help. I mean they searched for a person not searching me or searching my households. I showed them my slogans. They were natural and flexible such that even in that crisis I recognised them unaware of anything about me. They asked me to lower my voice because the lady, who was a nurse, was sleeping during the day. They did not arrest me or gauge me if I was disorganised or should be taken to lunatic house. They were not mocking me. They left with that expected articulation of police people. After that my protest changed to silently beating whisper, and me “you son of a b*” Doctor Wloom in Silver Green area of the Garnet, where I was living, was my GP. He was so learned. He was so human. He was so skilled. He was so caring. He was the doctor that we always imagined “if you go abroad the doctors are such and such.” I do not extend story now. His nurse should take my blood and my blood pressure regularly. Once when the nurse wanted to measure my blood pressure she noticed my livid body, she only gasped and byte her lips. She did not report anything. I said this because people tolerate one thousand cases lest one case be the real victim. People sustenance does not depend on calculation of these risks. Achilles could not catch tortoise if he wanted to do that stupid calculation. You go every morning out in spite of the fact that streets are full of sane people. I understood that my problem was not radio waves or politics or psychiatry. Hence they did not send police to my house in Friday night because I was against the social of their community. The ‘Thing’ and the ‘Impostor’ are scared from Mad’dieu ontologically at the beginning of creation. They want their society to commit the suicide. They do not have anything to show but a cane or the phallus of the ruler.
Manny Butterfly
Yes. On supposition that et al are watching me on the screen of the machine and were hearing my voice from its speaker, I continued to beat me silently and whisper, “You son of a b*!” Later, I went to lunatic house by doing a mistake and complain to doctors, in a hope that they ask et al to stop their cruelty to my family and me. They sent me by a crisis team. I understood that they normally have a three days observation, but gave me a month of observation - just perhaps because I was from another part of the world, I do not know. They observed no dangerous thing in me. I'd beat me but in a corner when the voice would say "Nobody!" or it twitched my genital. I noticed they had not any information about et al. They did not know my whereabouts when I was beating me. When I started to eat too much and gain weight they released me. They knew I would not talk with anybody and have nobody in the world except this two poor souls, this two girls, who would come so lonely, so confused so, joyful, so sad to visit me while I could not sit or stand or wait for them and I write ten letters everyday for them because I had not a telephone line at home. They noticed Leonardo diPardo should jug six miles a day and Siddhartha do one hour of yoga everyday. They did not mock me or harass me or saying annoying thing or swear my family or harass my wife and my daughter or hide their identifications. Hence, this is what psychiatry does. With that much of frenzies none of the neighbours or asylum people, or teachers of my daughter or parents of her friends or friends and teachers of my wife had not any information about my lunacy or asked to participate in fixing me. I even removed crown of one of my teeth with a wrench at home. It was screwed to its root and I believed it could demodulate radio waves. Hence, the thing that is happening to me, now, is not psychiatry intervention for fixing a mental illness. I was far worse than now at that time and in need of much more help (if any). But gauging the society did not finish at this stage and later I tested more tolerance by people.
Manny Butterfly
At that time I still had the idea that here all people are Mr Brown from my high school book who lives with Mrs Brown and they have the queen accent of newsmongers and they do not eat pickles and if they come to my country and eat pickles they become surprised what a delicious thing it is. Mr and Mrs Brown have one daughter Sarah and one son, John who are very polite. Mrs Brown with golden hairs and blue eyes cooks cakes because at lunchtime they eat pork with cake. They do not eat bread and hate lamb. Mr brown has an umbrella and folds newspaper in his pocket and goes to work with one of those gorgeous red double-deckers where John Lennon at the upstairs is smoking a cigarette. Mr Brown smokes pipe. He buys tobacco from a corner tobacconist shop and I could smell the rich aroma of thick layers of Amphora tobacco. If we go to their famous metropolitan they take us to the Zoo and show us the real fog. They invite us for a tea, which includes everything, sandwiches, cakes, and men talk about market and politics and women about latest fashion and weather. Mr Brown plays violin and Mrs Brown plays piano. John plays with an oval ball in a green humid field. If some one insults us they go into the street and while polite policemen accompanying them they show their placards, which condemns the act.
Manny Butterfly
They have taken you to the zoo. Why you ar e not happy?
Leonardo diPardo
Be positive. Perhaps it is simulation of living in jungle such that you can learn to cope with your ontological stress and in your late age feel a healthy happiness, instead of a frenzy euphoria.
Yanis
One, by one: In a zoo you receive medical attention if you need such. You are also subject to a fair imprisonment after being prisoner without a trial. For example, you can retaliate occasionally without further punishment your humiliation of being watched by the public by peeing on them. In having free food and shelter, so far I enjoy having an equal right to zoo inmates thanks to hard work of my wife, although I pay back with immense stress and humiliation.
Next, I discuss life in a jungle. Living in a jungle, is a fair game and habitants of jungle do not conspire collectively against you. Bad is that if we change the jungle out there to living in panopticone. Well, in holy books of three nations we read that if it was not for the fare game of advert opponents there remained no refuge, no temple to worship no incentive for progressing civilisation. Hence, jungle simulation is a cheat that deceived me for a while. In a jungle they do not fasten lions in a pit to be harassed by hyenas.
And finally Yanis what happiness I receive in my late age (that I could not provide it for me alone).
Manny Butterfly
What is your gauge, Yanis, to differentiate between 'sick euphoria' and 'healthy happiness'?
Wolfgang Strauss
They respond with a more sever constipation when in Hospice they prescribe opium derived painkillers for them (for example, medicines such as alpha cis desoxy, two and five propane euomorphine).
Leonardo diPardo
Enough of that now! Then, what is happening to you in your own words?
Yanis
The, 'Thing' told me that it buries me alive and my wife and my daughter with me if I opt.
Manny Butterfly
Perhaps you have some grievance about health services. You can spend some of your saving on that.
Yanis
My mother was thirteen years younger than my father. She was daughter of a lawyer. She was, they say, on the faith of Moses. When she felt I was being born she send the maid for the midwife to come to home. She was saying, "Cyrus is coming" as a pray. Then she delivered me alone by herself before the midwife comes. I was there and she had left the world. But her father’s family name was somethingian, which seems an Armenian name. Hence perhaps she was a Christian. The maid was a mosslem and swore by the holiest that she was saying, "Mahdi is coming!" Hence they put both names on me, in my heart. They wrote another name in my birth certificate, which is full of new good news.
Cyrus
My father was son of a lawyer who was son of a lawyer and so on until they could remember their fathers. He entered school of law when he was sixteen. When he was twenty he became personal assistance to the head of the school. Head of the school was a very popular MP and was also head of the parliament. He was from that part as my father. He initiated things that later other nations - down there - imitated such as starting to use local products such as the hand made textiles and said those undeveloped nations should follow non-allied policy far from the big powers. He was head of resistance when many powers in the First World War were fighting each other in his country. He wrote half of the civil code and combined it with the civil code of Belgium to make the whole. He was very liberal minded while following his own tradition. People used to call my father his chancellor because he loved my father so much. My father dissertated in law of trade when he was twenty-six. When he died thirty-three years later. He had the highest rank in hierarchy of judges. He was not head of Supreme Court but he was in the same rank (similar to hierarchy of judges in Belgium). He was being called incorruptible. Hence when they wanted to reform the administration of the country he was appointed directly by the king in charge of investigation of corruption. He continued study of existentialism until forty-four when his teacher who was head of the Supreme Court died. His teacher had lineage back to great teachers of middle ages. So my father also got that lineage. He became interested in friendship with Mad’dieu because of something in existentialism that creates the time: the motion in the texture of matter. Matter needs to be hence it moves toward being be and that motion evolves it until it becomes the ‘Perfect Human’ (not the perfect man; Adam is man when it comes down. Jesus is human when it goes up). Perfect human is all unity and goes up such that it becomes the source of the existence such that the matter moves towards it to evolve and the circle of being-ness becomes complete. Nothing is created yet, but everything is waiting to be created. Moment is the eternity. There is no interval between this moment and the next moment.
Cyrus
Hence, salmons remain at the spring all the time in their existence dimension.
Siddhartha
Therefore the Perfect Human is the source and the goal. He moves towards himself. Nothing else does exist in between but a dream. This reflects in the matter as if it exists. It is a sweet dream in the matter that can see the fading image of itself in the mirror. It reflects in loneliness of Perfect Human when he descends and relates and then ascends. All the way he is alone except in a sweet dream of matter around him.
Wolfgang Strauss
Incorruptible! But as you have so far claimed, they behave with you as if you are an incorrigible.
Yanis
Listen to this:
"I never saw a Moor -
"I never saw the Sea -
"Yet know I how the Heather looks
"And what a Billow be.
"I never spoke with God
"Nor visited in Heaven -
"Yet certain am I of the spot
"As if the Checks were given - "
Emily Dickinson
The 'Thing' tells the material world, "wakeup and see there is nothing but a dream." Then Adam descends to nothingness. The 'Thing' is nihilium itself. Adam gets the knowledge of the God since only God knows that there is nothing. Adam sees that he is naked and has not the existence. He begins his search for 'Perfect Human' in daylight with a lamp. Nothingness is harsh and metallic and contradicts the seed of evolution in matter, that is, in Adam. The 'Thing' projects nothingness of Adam on 'Perfect Human' and suffers him. This is the suffering of Jesus and his ordeal on the 'Cross'. Nobody accepts to carry the load but the Jesus who does it because of his craze; before him mountains and heavens and dirt crush and evade to carry the 'Cross'
Hormuz
Jesus carried the load not only because he was crazy but also because they cheated, too. They said we draw lots, but on all lots they wrote the same and only name, Jesus.
Mahdi
When I came here twelve years ago, I wrote this story for the British psychologist in hope that he would advise et al to stop harassing me. I thought they had informed him about their experiment. He wrote a letter for me said that he was working on neurosis.
"Ace in the Hole (1951) AKA the Big Carnival
The self-serving reporter who, in order to milk it to fame and boost newspaper sales, prolongs the rescue of a man trapped in a mine
It's a cynical piece of work, but is prophetic in realizing how tabloid values can lead a journalist to create rather than report a story. Charles 'Chuck' Tatum the cynical, down-on-his-luck reporter for a small New Mexico paper. While on assignment covering a rattlesnake hunt Tatum finds out about a man who has become trapped in a cave collapse. Tatum sees his chance to make it big again, and manages to delay the rescue in order to benefit from the fame his exclusive reporting is bringing. As this goes on, people flock to the mine to witness the rescue. By the time the movie is over, the rescue site has literally become a carnival, with rides and entertainment.
Ambitious reporter Chuck Tatum (Kirk Douglas) finds out a man is trapped in a collapsed mine. By spewing out bogus engineering, he manages the rescue of the poor man to become more complicated, and time consuming than needed. Meanwhile, it becomes an amazing news item, something that makes Tatum the best-known reporter in the country. However, everybody's luck runs out at the end. Perhaps the cause of failure of this film is that there are no sympathetic characters here. The screenplay, and the lead performances are top class. The extensive location photography, and somewhat documentary look of the film makes the film feel more modern than most 1951 films.
The cynical, unethical and unscrupulous journalist Charles 'Chuck' Tatum arrives in a small New Mexico newspaper asking for a chance. He was fired from famous newspapers because of drinking problem, lying and even for having an affair with the wife of one of his bosses. His real intention is to use the small newspaper as a "swimming board" to a bigger one. After one year without a bang news and totally bored, Chuck travels with a younger reporter to make the coverage of a matter about rattlesnakes. When they arrive in an isolated gas station, he is informed that a man called Leo Minosa is trapped alive in an old Indian mine in a nearby place called Mountain of the Seven Vultures. Chuck manipulates the local corrupt sheriff, the engineer responsible for the rescue operation and Leo's wife Lorraine Minosa, and a rescue that could be made using a simple and common process in twelve hours, lasts six days using a sophisticated drilling system and creating a circus in the previously desert place. Everybody profits with the accident except the victim. Movies about manipulation of people are usually excellent. I remember Costa-Gravas' "Mad City (1997), Barry Levinson's "Wag the Dog (1997)", Howard Hawks' "His Girl Friday (1940)". When I saw "Ace in the Hole" I really was impressed how this film is amazingly real and updated. There are elements present in every modern society, such as: the powerful sheriff very corrupt, like most of the worldwide members of the governments; the press, interested in selling news only; the victim used for other interests greater than rescuing him; and the people, completely manipulated and with very short memory. Kirk Douglas is amazing in the role of a nasty reporter."
Manny Butterfly
Already I would like to put part of my story on the movie ' The Collector’. Regretfully the subject I wanted to discuss was changed. I revisit that episode later. This new episode, I could remember from my childhood I saw on TV. At that time movies allowed to be shown in a TV channel only after it becomes twelve years after being shown in a cinema theatre. I could not remember its name or participating actors. Just last week the Internet Angle remembered its name by telling him a sentence from the story. When I wrote the letter to the London psychologist I called it just an episode and wrote only the story. Perhaps the letter still exists in the late scientist’s records. I have a copy of that for me. Grant Hardy only believed in him. Because he claimed that he measure the result of his actions in terms of SMART guidelines, time and efforts spent and other objective hard scientific measures, and uses objective criteria rather than after dinner talks. Later, Grant Hardy who is always after some literature, understood that his own samples were lean and were not populated enough for generalisation. When Grant Hardy was still, somehow valid, he mentioned behaviourist methods to doctor Springfield with respect to quitting alcohol. The good humour doctor only shook his head as sign of ‘no it is not useful’. He wrote that he was expert on neurosis. I understood that he meant he did not know me and the letter is a sign of psychosis. I told to me I was not a psychosis. Only the situation had been simulated for me. Grant Hardy became happy having his letter and signature. The above comment I wrote from critics of cinema on the Internet. They did not mention what happened at the end to the poor man in the hole. They also suffer from the same short memory and indifference of people in the real arena. They only enjoyed the film. The man died because of pneumonia. What could happen if they take the reporter to the law? He, or his defence, says, they found in the local physician records that the man had occasionally suffered from a high temperature and coughing. That is a sign of an infection point most likely in his chest and the news paper brings a group of medical experts from Jarvard University and elsewhere with seventy publication that the man would develop a full fatal pneumonia from that particle pneumonia sooner or later. Hence, the reason of the death is not intervention of the reporter, which has been all based on a humanitarian charity, and ingratitude of the dead man is nothing but another sign of his wickedness. The wickedness of the dead man is mentioned by some of the kind reviewers of the movie when one of them says “there are no sympathetic characters here. Even the trapped man is somebody who was poking around Indian graves.” (He was anti-social).
Manny Butterfly
The creator of that movie has put the camera in a place that for the spectators it seemed obvious that the death of the half buried, half alive man was a consequence of the reporter intervention. But you should go among the multitude that were busy with enjoying the carnival in the desert. They had their fun and at the end, after a couple of days should go back to their jobs. It remains the burden for the dead man to defend him being victim. What was suspicious in the course of rescue operation? Nothing: the victim only was thinking to his beloved wife to the last breath and had to watch to be rescued. He could not force the reporter and police and engineers to think something else. The only one, the more caring engineer, was giving consent with his silence. The police need not to be corrupted. He was institutionally like that. He would not listen to stray, bright ideas. He listens to power, and stupid brute force. The whole crowd was not doing any wrong or illegal action. They were interested in rescue of a poor man on sympathy and had come near to be the first to know and become happy or become sad. Are you wicked when frequently you go and watch Hamlet and all his family being killed? Sometimes you do not know the identification of the impostor who suffers you, for example, telephones to you one hour after midnight when you are kissing your wife and tells you he knows you are busy. Sometimes you know the identification but you are dead or buried. Now you have the reporter in the court, you could not prove the death due to pneumonia was because of his intervention then you try to be like Grant Hardy and bring the more sympathetic engineer as the witness. At this time the institutions of the reporter and sheriff that is the wealthy newspaper and powerful police authority brings dozens and dozens of engineers from NIT and big mining enterprise and prove that he is wrong. Nobody was doing anything against the law, and the law was not there at all to have any objection. Then when you see that they are stealing your bubbly daughter or ruin her marriage, you know that you have no other way to look above; to the sky? No, to the camera where people can see the real story and ask, “Why?”
Manny Butterfly
Some reviewers relate ‘the ace in the hole’ movie to a real story by a newspaper reporter eighty years ago who won Pulitzer Prize for his real reporting of a real situation. I am not sure if these two could be related. In the movie we could not see any positive attribute about the reporter to deserve him for a literature award. Also, the reporter and the wife who was accomplice to him killed each other. This was arranged because at that time it was not allowed in cinema to show that the offenders could escape the justice.
Wolfgang Strauss
That was a story on the screen. Frequently it happens that the authority endorses the abuse only later enlightening and campaigns reveal those abuses and abolish them (Wolfgang and Leonardo know many of them). During the sixties by endorsement of the government, police , hospitals, orphanages and other involved authorities abducted hundreds of children, born from girls out of the marriage, and sold them anonymously to adopting parents even outside of this country. They did that without information and consent of the mother. They sealed all the documents such that no one with any authorisation can trace forward to the children or backward to the mothers. Government believed those girls were not fit to practice a good parenting, perhaps because of they way that they got the children. Government believed the adopting parents are better. One of the children later could find her mother by a pure lock said when she was nine her adopting parent could produce a child of their own. After that they did not allow the child call them 'Mum', or 'Dad' and told her that she was an orphan created out of a legal marriage. The mother had written many letters and instructed attorneys but with no avail. She had passed all the phases described by counsellors as ‘Rejection’, ‘Anger’, ‘Acceptance’ and so on and had beaten herself and had cried and shed blood from her eyes, but only had continued to live with a faded shimmering of hope at the end. These are not like slavery and occupation and cruel working in mines and political unrest and class clashes that passionate heads and media come to campaign. These happen in a cold and remote location that the victim dies of pneumonia and his faint voice receives no reply when he asks, “Why?”
Manny Butterfly
In the French story Papillion, Papillion on his run away refuges to a convent. He had a small bag of low quality pearls. Those pearls were all asset of a group of lepers gave to him to help him escape. He gave that small bag as a gift to convent to stay there at night. They recognise him as a fugitive. Early morning they had called the gendarmes to arrest him and take him back to the prison. Sisters tell him if he is innocent, authority will soon recognise and release him. My teacher has described that in one experiment a group of seminary students in their course of 'Samaritan studies' were asked to move from their lecture on the Samaritans to another teaching hall in another building for an important lecture of an invited reverent about Samaritans. They had only few minutes to be able to be present at that lecture. On their ways some body had fallen on the ground showing all signs that he was in need of help. None of the seminary students paid attention to the real case of a Samaritan helper on their ways. The academic importance of the next lecture were more attractive for them than to put their learning in practice: to live for today and to love for tomorrow. Some of them were almost about to kick the poor person.
Manny Butterfly
Perhaps they are doing a similar experiment with you.
Yanis
Listen to my stories Yanis. I make sure that they are not experimenting with me. At the end you are going to accept that this story is not related to politics or psychiatry, or scientific experiment or anything of any reason, rational, or result or consequence. They are doing what the similar people already have done. They do what they should do and hence happens what should happen.
Manny Butterfly
As the leader of workers in second world war says, "Idealist do not recognise that the consequences are the result of some other events that have happened as the causes previous to those phenomena. They believe they are isolated, random accidents just happening spontaneously!" They believe world is a collection of unrelated accident. When you plant the seed of a rose then sometimes a pumpkin comes out of it, and sometimes a banyan tree.
Leonardo diPardo
I forgot to say what happened to pearls of leper in Papillion. Sisters of the convent took them without paying. Papillion carried them from poor lepers to convent.
Now we return to pneumonia. We moved camera back from the darkness and comfort of the theatre back to the sunny crowd participating in carnival and in the real society. We accepted that nobody would get any real information about the victim. Chuck Tatum, the reporter in the 'Ace in the Hole' movie, had a model for his job. Before finding the man trapped in the mine, he planned to change the story of few rattlesnakes to story of attack of millions of intelligent snakes to the city. When he found the man, he contacted with the fair mine engineer who had another model for his job; that is, effectively and efficiently in half a day return the victim to his home. He needed some simple tools for leverage and a couple of hands. But knowing the model of the scum reporter, he did not push for his own model. He relinquished his own skill for the price of watching how a scum can create a carnival. Why? The reporter could sting him in a half dream state of mind. The reporter had that skill due to a lifetime of scum practice. The engineer switched off. That satanic skill exists and develops in human under fulfilment of the required condition. Mad'dieu's Grand Unified Theory can demonstrate existence of such skill.
Manny Butterfly
Story of 'Axe Soup' retold in literary form by Chekhov is much related to the 'Ace in the Hole'. A man, cold and hungry goes to the warm and cosy hut in the forest. He asks if they have a hot soup to serve him. They deny his request. He says he can make soup out of an axe, without spending any of their foodstuffs they have stored for the winter. Upon inciting the curiosity of the host, he demands for 'only fire and water'. Step by step he took all the ingredients of an expensive meaty soup from them. At the end he removes the axe from the simmering soup, washes it, gives it back and says to his host that he even did not damage the axe for the soup. The axe had not any role in the soup except as a pretext.
Manny Butterfly
TCM channel shows your 'Ace in the Hole' on Wednesday twenty fourth, January 2007, if you want to watch it again and take a copy perhaps. It is from the American schedule of TCM.
Yanis
Hence, in the model of the reporter there is no place for the victim. It can be anything: an axe, a piece of wood, or a manikin. Nothing is tailored for him. Everything is around the ‘model’ of the reporter. I do not say around the reporter. The reporter is a psychopath or better word a sociopath. There is no place for him, too. It is a machine type serving an end relentlessly without amnesty: like the policeman in the Hugo's Miserable or Terminator of 'The judgement day' or the ‘Officer’ in the Kafka’s ‘Penal Settlement’ or Dr Shipman in recent reality. They all kill themselves easily. And from the beginning the victim is dead and do not exist for the reporter and all the rituals meanwhile, in between, is to kill the victim: it is the ritual of ‘human sacrifice’. The victim flies towards being the ‘Perfect Human’.
Mad’dieu Bourbaki
The victim is not 'Perfect Human' because of he being a lunatic or a sinner or has prayed God too much and obeying law or had been in search of the truth or has a religious desire or any grandiose. No, because he wanted to have a sausage shop, or watch cock fighting or just breathe humbly for only an hour more than the time that he was killed. And he had been deprived from that humble ambition for no reason but fulfilling a 'model'. Dr Shipman was transpired because he swerved from his model. He did something joyful that was related to the victim: he stole from one of them. He took the victim into the consideration. He swerved from the model of a 'Perfect Plotter'.
Mad’dieu Bourbaki
For this reason "Messiah (Mahdi) comes even if it remains one day from the life of the universe. He brings back all the victims of cruelty to life, and elongate the day until they fulfil their destined goblet of life – whether they were sinful or not. Even if a ram had butted unfairly in the head of his friend, Messiah brings back both to life and allow the victim to retaliate. He destroys every temple built in the name of any religion and defrocks every priest of every religion for his hypocrisy. This happens on the earth not on the divine judgement day.”
Mahdi
I can smell fanaticism. Will you stop please?
Yanis
A 'perfect Plotter' studies the feasibility of his model well ahead. When I was in first years of the high school one day the 'discipline headmaster' (I do not know what is its English school equivalent) came to me angrily and I could not understand why because I was a top student and asked me what was the job of my father, I said that he was deceased. Then suddenly with a heavy powerful hand he slapped in my face that threw me on the floor. Later I understood that he once had punished son of a high rank government official and they had served him well. After that he got the habit to first enquire about the job of the student's father and then punish.
Manny Butterfly
We understood that informing and the gathering of people for rescuing the trapped man in the mineshaft was not of any use or help. He needed a couple of helping hands that was denied. Also we accepted that people came to watch the rituals of killing a human being as a sacrifice for an idol, a god. The reporter had not any concern for his own life let alone for others. He was drunk and in black out from an evil potion and in ecstasy of dancing was dragging the sacrifice to altar. We understood that the biography of the victim was not of any significance for the reporter. The only important thing was feasibility of his plot when the bad luck of the man became locked with the presence of the reporter in his misery. I elaborated this because, Yanis, you asked me if I tell the truth or not. I am not applying for a job to provide you with a résumé. Nor I want you to pay me for my assertions. Above all, I do not want you to believe or give any credit to me. You should listen until you become tired or bored. In our tales when somebody is sad they bring a stone for him. They say if you are really sad tell your story to this stone. If there is any serious thing in your story at the end the stone will blow under the pressure of your story.
Manny Butterfly
Why are you looking so much for exoneration and pardon. As you claim they know you a lunatic by birth with diminished responsibility. They also do not consider your biography. You are just growling around nonsense.
Yanis
They know you behave not because you are a human but because you would like to copulate with your wife. You do not know the structure of this society. Psychiatry is a regulatory gear of their machinery and there is not any say above it. You have sentenced yourself and your beloved daughter to life imprisonment. Your Mr Brown is just a front created by bootlickers in education of your country. He is more fanatic and more traditional than those reactionaries governing your country. They have changed their water vase in their toilets with a mixed hose of hot and cold water. Here, in lunatic house they have dangerously hot water tap separate from the cold-water tap, with a written warning for drugged dizzy low illiterate lunatics, “Be careful! Dangerous hot water!” Nurses hastily move their own hands from under the cold tap to under the hot tap to wash them. Mixed taps have been invented seventy years ago. They do not change a water tap for a better mixed tap, even when they build a new hospital because they believe it is against their tradition, then how do you expect you “Niagara” with your shaky prolapsed neck and deleted syntax, half muttered, misleading grammar can recover any right of yours. In the recent, enquiry, or justification, what was the significance about the biography of the “Niagara”. They decided why the ferocious dog was not muffled and put on the chain. And they promised to increase the pressure on other lunatics. Could you find anything related to his schizophrenia or whatever? He had been charged and charged with hatred and harassment and authority intervention in his private life. His story is told in William Faulkner’s “Go Down Moses” collection: “I don’t gitaway, I don’t gitaway, they say the ‘Niagaras’ have not conscience.” They wanted to overreact to ‘Bennet’ enquiry. They were waiting for a lunatic “Niagara” to kill, similar to ‘goons’ who are waiting for a pretext. Now the man is relaxed and at least knows why he is in chain. He was suffering from the “drapetomania”—the impulse of a slave to seek freedom. He would kill sooner or later then or ten years later. People kill, specially in more dense populated areas. It is not related to the schizophrenia or hearing voices. If you are a killer the voice tells you kill. The inverse theorem is that some kills without hearing a voice. Hence you kill if and only if you are a killer. Why some one kills it is not related to being psychotics. Why the number of killers allegedly is higher in lunatics because you do not take killing by drunk or reckless drivers or engineering disasters or airplane maintenance crew to killings done by the sane people. You say they are just accidents. Testing for psychiatry methods is endless and nobody comes to investigate its consequences. You do not know where you are living. Perhaps Wolfgang Strauss and I tell you later. You have not a faintest idea about the cynicism. You believed you took your daughter away from shrouding by veil. Take your daughter and run away. Please run away before frenzy of sacrifice enshrouds your daughter with a pin in her head. They have started to engineer her. You butterfly, run away!
Leonardo diPardo
"I don't gitaway"
Siddhartha
Actually you meant: "They decided why the ferocious dog was not muzzled and put on the chain." Didn't you?
Yanis
Yes, both.
Leonardo diPardo
Wait a minute! That theorem can be accommodated in the Grand Unified Theory. The voice essentially is the spirit of 'un-holiness'. It is moving of the 'Thing' on the 'words' in the sacred reservoir of the language in the global mind of human being. The 'un-holiness' becomes empowered by the psychiatry and experience of Manny has shown it. Every time that you ‘catch’ the voice gains some more power. You catch because of lower level of energy that the voice exerts. After catching, your stress adds to available energy of the voice such that when you are not in society and you are alone it can continue ‘talking’. Hence, perhaps (and I believe so that) he was not a killer and psychiatry made him a killer. Upon that accident as I am very well familiar with ‘Impostor’ psychiatry bigotry I am sure that they will make the destruction process on harmless ‘patients’ more fierce than before. All anti-psychiatry (could?) be about deciding whether you are empowering the voice or you are dwindling it. Otherwise if it is not about the patients what is it about?
Mad'dieu Bourbaki
Back to discussion of the 'Perfect Plotter' we easily can recognise three elements of 'Human Sacrifice' in the Ace in the Hole. We understood the reporter was not a perfect plotter because he indulged himself with some human ambitions such as a better position, flirting with the wife, and at the end trying to fulfil the wish of his victim and thereby losing his life. But he enjoyed the total access to his victim, by lock and effort. He was well on the road and was a good disciple to devil. In this respect he hit his target of sacrificing the victim treacherously and without any suspicion and also putting the ritual on the show for the villains and mobs. Devil is the 'Perfect Plotter'. You can remember that we said the word 'Satan' or 'Shaitan' for Semitics people in ancient times did not mean a being with tail and horns it just meant the plotter. The Avestan word 'Ahriman' also meant mind of darkness. Freddie in 'The Collector' was a better plotter towards perfection. We are going to discuss him later.
Manny Butterfly
Beautiful! Before hunting his prey, Freddie made a full preparation. He gathered a lot of information about behaviour of the victim. He was not a simple criminal to just attack somebody in the street. He carefully observed his victim. Even learned which books she was reading and with whom she was associating and with whom she was flirting. He knew all the details of the victim's interests. He knew her whereabouts at any moment. Dark, dark there he was watching for the right time and the right place. He never showed him to the victim. He did not step ahead and choose a correct way to introduce himself and ask for love. He wanted to force the victim into his love: into the something that never existed in his single person institution. He withdrew his identification because it was not necessary as part of his deadly dark experiment. He created a one-person institution for the total access to his victim to select the means and rules of the play on the leisure of his own time. The victim time and life was not an important piece in the drama. Why should he ask for the permission? Later, gradually the victim would appreciate that it was merely for the best of her interest to face such a fate.
Manny Butterfly
I ask if there was any good or useful quality in the victim for the predator. The victim had many appreciable qualities perhaps with many imperfections alongside. She offered, upon frustration, any quality that she could surmise as attracting, some for the predator. Alas, she could not understand that the mind of darkness was not after any quality. Predator just wants her to have: for just something, not a game or pleasure, just wanted that object to bury alive with a pin in her head living but not moving. For the great soul of the human that was craving to fly he had gathered few pieces of clothing and a couple of books as the ultimate service in the cage of her total institution. He had no objection if she wanted to inform her family , but only about her being bodily unharmed yet.
Manny Butterfly
You repeated the word 'quality' too much. It makes your writing poor.
Yanis
Demand of the predator in response to complains of the victim was to have been given more time to him such that he can prove in due time his righteousness in being the required institution for love of the girl. he was asking for the patience of the girl such that she acquire enough insight to be able to deliver. Everything, which is wrong, is the attitude of the girl toward her captor and if she can obey and show the correct demeanour her prison would become changed in her eyes to the land of bliss.
Manny Butterfly
Stop these stories and concentrate on your own biography. I cannot find any relevance, except that it might show you as a moaner.
Yanis
It is very relevant. It is part of the Grand Unified Theory. We see human sacrifice elements in it. The ruler has not phallus and erection. He mobilises his other assets endowed to him by a mere contingency. Hence, the victim became so militant and attacks. Death in the operation is inevitable. If one to be survived the other should die. We asked why the 'Niagara' killed the strange in the recent enquiry about lunatics. Why they killed Bennett in the previous enquiry. They said Dr Shipman wanted to play god when he was killing his patients. He was not playing god. He had no idea about the god. He was just doing that for the best interest of his patients. They had unleashed the ferocious dog and had chained the stones to scare him. The victim in hands of Freddie was schizophrenic. Yes, she was so traumatised that if she could survive sooner or later she would start to hear Freddy's voice. It was a pity that Freddie was not familiar with this ancient skill. He was ways out from being the Perfect Plotter. He was hell of way out of knowing the ultimate pleasure of the 'Animal'.
Mad’dieu Bourbaki
She was also suffering from the mood swing.
Wolfgang Strauss
In what sense?
Yanis
She has fast cycles!
Wolfgang Strauss
She says just leave me! For god sake just leave me! I am dying in your hands. You monster how have you been created? She couldn't believe such a thing could ever exist.
Manny Butterfly
It has not been created. It is from the slag and dregs of creations. It is foamy. It is pain of creation in the matter that has come up as the slag foam. Partly it is materialised; partly it is emptiness. It is mirage. The beautiful picture of Mad'dieu makes it look as if it exist!
Iessus
So far so good! Now, the girl had qualities which made her justifiable as the prey for the total institution of human sacrifice. Her first crime was that she should be vigilant to keep in her memory all the faces around to recognise that the predator was stalking her. She was so busy in her socialising and flirting and laughing and lightly living without receiving dangerous cues around her. Then at the time of her detention she should suddenly change her path and time of movement. She should be like 'James Bond' if she should survive. Also, as later we can recognise, the predator had not phallus to capture her based on her male attracting qualities. perhaps she was spreading the scent of the 'come and kill me' pheromone. She was an average student or graduate of art. She was no Picasso. She even was not a scholar of history of art or an influential critique. The predator did not believe it is any harm for humanity if he capture such a useless person. She simply draws few meaningless lines on a piece of paper and eating and flirting and goes to toilet. She can safely continues her humble activity in the cellar.
Manny Butterfly
She was not mentally ill!
Yanis
Listen to this:
"If power corrupts, the reverse is also true; persecution corrupts the victims though perhaps in subtler and more tragic ways."
Arthur Koestler
Yes, we said she was mentally ill in eyes of her captivator. One minute she knew where she had been and tried to overcome her rage and frustration and find a way for escape, negotiation that brings escape, or some wise solution. The next minute she became full of rage out of her powerlessness, " You son of a b* leave me!" She had mood cycles. She was attacking. She was sycophant. She was humiliating. She was humble. She was hell of way far from understanding the nature of the machine that she was dealing with.
Manny Butterfly
Police and society did not help the captor. The abductor knew he was doing wrong and he hid his actions from the law and people.
Yanis
In reality, police and people and law were helping the man not the victim. The man did not want to do any harm. The victim did not behave. If she had behaved she could remain safe. The man only made a small bridge at the beginning from unlawful to lawful. The man stole the girl as his bride. It was completely legal in savage and primitive societies to steal and rape a girl and keep her as your wife. The man was far more behaving than those savages. He was half way between their practice and a more civilised, but not compulsory yet, way of asking the contest of the subject.
Siddhartha
He had to hide the incident from the society because he was not a perfect plotter. He loved to be one, but unfortunately he could not know how. Then he could climb to the top. Then authority could immediately recognise and obey their all the time master in real flesh of a human type. The tail of the snake is more subjugating than the phallus of the ruler.
Mad'dieu Bourbaki
You are even do not follow explaining the relevance of this movie.
Yanis
You asked for my biography. These two movies 'Ace in the Hole' and 'The Collector' are my biography and the biography of my wife and my daughter. They are also arena of putting the Grand Unified Theory of Mad'dieu in practice. You do not need anything else.
Manny Butterfly
They are only helpful to create discourse and give you insight. You brain wash yourself by encapsulating your character. They are only tools for self revealing and reconciliation with yourself. It fledge new personality out of the ruins of your old personality
Yanis
You can make long books by copy and pasting those hymns from the Internet. But you cannot find the book of my life from anywhere.
Manny Butterfly
Suddenly the girl finds out that somebody has entered her life without being asked, wand without she know him. The predator behaving authoritative and ask her to behave according to his instructions. She hesitates. She is a human and has learned to be polite and communicating; asking him what he wants out of her life. He says, "love!" She still can't understand that it is a machine in flesh who asks for love. (Now, you can add to her pain if the impostor pretends to intellectual values or wants to use vapid allegories or god forbids symbols.)For heavens sake who are you that talking with me at all. In her captivity he has a big mouth. Whatever he says looks unrelated and useless to victim. When he opens his dirty mouth only Butterflies churn and churn in her stomach and she only wants to smash his face with that heavy shovel.
Manny Butterfly
Yes, the monster instructs the girl that she has been detained to learn to love him. He was serious. He punished the girl if she wanted to be flirting or retorting or ploy to escape her destiny in hands of the predator. The victim was violent and then would become overpowered and begging for the mercy. No mercy is in the institution of the fiend. He won't negotiate and behave wise and sagacious as knowing the best interest of the girl better than her or even her parents. (Most of the times in similar situations they also mix wisdom with snigger.) The victim became hopeless. She has episode of anger, rejection, and acceptance. She has episodes of act up.
Manny Butterfly
You are extending too much, I guess.
Yanis
I extend until, you become convinced -no, you completely feel - that you are on the side of Freddie and you believe he has done a completely correct, legal, humanistic, scientific, charitable action. He has done the ritual of human sacrifice to clean his society from the foul of the victim. He has done it carefully with premeditated planning and reconnaissance. He is the pointer dog of the society and society allows him to do the dirty job himself. There is no joy or fear or regret or any feeling in Freddie in doing that job. He is only doing his job. (Dr Shipman was a better example, though not, yet, a perfect one. Perfect one is Satan. He also enjoys having traditionally legal position of the witch doctor, that is, the medicine man.) And the victim has had all the burden of the guilt and she has been a sick anti-social person that her death has been due to her own derangement and mental disorientation.
Cyrus
I separated this purposefully, not because forgetting it in the previous comment.
By that I am going to change the subject from "Moses' Son" to "Pharaoh's Son."
Cyrus
I separated this purposefully, not because forgetting it in the previous comment.
By that I am going to change the subject from "Moses' Son" to "Pharaoh's Son."
Cyrus
Now you are acting out.
Yanis
Everything here is etheric calm and soft and in peace and harmony. Come hither.
Iessus
No, we do not act out. Freddie swaps his character with the girl. He is ushering in the flare of changing the society to society of ants. he is experiencing if it is possible to move back human mind to all clamped character-less of ants. He is doing this by accusing the girl of lacking having 'love'. His duty is to prostitute the word nonetheless the word 'love'.
Anthony Queen
He is moving on the words in the global mind of human, deep down there, to blow them out. He is taking individuality out of human. Of course Freddie is just a simple soldier and pawn. King and the queen of arena are the 'Thing' and the 'Impostor'. One is a machine and the other is in dream of earthly power ambitions.
Mad’dieu Bourbaki
No, I do not act out. Story of Butterfly is like story of 'Ace in the Hole'. They were documented Manny years ago. They were among my pet stories even years ago. Because in the Freddie story a girl was involved it incited the impatience of the human soul to jump on my tongue with newspaper reader psychology. When Mad'dieu took me down there, in shape of a caterpillar I believed it was only a game.
Manny Butterfly
What was that story, then?
Yanis
I cannot divert from the story of 'The Collector' now. But I remembered this and write it for you. I was twenty-six. Mad'dieu came to me. He had one of those beautiful large glass marbles. He suddenly changed me to a little child. He pushed me in the marble. Marble rolled upward on the wall. A bird flying in my room swallowed the marble with me within. Then I heard Mad'dieu's voice asked me if I could remember the painting of Salvador Dali in One Two Three, Infinity book by George Gamov when he came the first day with my father. Then He told me that he would be going to transform me like that worm in the apple inside out. Then he said now look inside when (with) the whole universe is your mind. Then I again was in my room. I wrote the story in a citation card and I still am carrying it.
Manny Butterfly
Now, back to 'The Collector': We said you are on the side of Freddie and you know his actions with respect to the girl correct.
You say the girl could not contact anybody to help her to escape. No, the man allowed her and she was free to write to her family if she wished. And she wrote a letter. But Freddie had some level of mind reading and recognised that the girl wanted to tell them that she had been abducted by a deviant. Freddie did not believe that he had abducted the girl and he had done anything wrong to be reported to public. Freddie was the man of achievement, hard-working-ly had committed himself to collecting rare types of butterflies. The girl was just another useless whore in the amorphous throng. Public would interfere in a rare experiment and disorient the outcome of his experiment. They together with the girl should wait and see what happens next. Perhaps next year he can achieve something in inducement of 'love' by abduction, or perhaps after a decade, or perhaps after twenty years or after fifty years. Time is not important for the Freddie, the outcome is important. The girl is allowed to right that she is just where she is, perhaps harmed or unharmed, and she eats and occasionally goes to toilet: complete freedom of speech. She should not moan or complain or becomes violent or move too much in her coffin. They are against the rules and laws established for her health and safety and Freddie is very assertively strict. She should not shut or damage the premise. Doors are open on the condition that she should not use them to open them.
Manny Butterfly
So he decided to make a useful being out of a useless whore. See it is legal and charitable. They took you with arthritis and hypertension and diabetes and a lot of expenses for each year that you have to live for food and medicine to concentration camp and immediately convert you to a useful thing. They make buttons out of your bones and soaps and chemicals and pillows. Look they have had achievements like Bach, or Gauss or Hegel. They are allowed. They have plans to change the world to a better place. You are another 'Niagara'. Your daughter is another 'Niagara' should be used as pilot plan for engineering 'Niagara s' 'Niagara s' are so reproducing and one less has no effect. Runaway Butterfly, runaway!
Leonardo diPardo
Well, Freddie was a very highly achieving person. At the time 5hat a teacher earned three hundred pounds a year and a good house you could buy with four thousand pounds, he earned seventy five thousand out of collecting Butterflies. He could collect one hundred thousand Butterflies in his wardrobes. To collect this much perhaps he destroyed three hundred thousands more. One should hesitate and ponder, excogitate, for a moment that what other capacities he might expect from such a thug. You never can believe that dragons exist, because you are a scientist. Then you find a real dragon with wings and fires and all descriptions in nature. Then you again stop to believe what other capacities exist in that dragon, because dragon is a story creature. You do not look around if it has eggs or offspring or any other thing related to it. It has wings but it does not fly. It has fire but has not any harm. When neighbours came around to wealthy lonely man, they did not get suspicious what was going on. They were just polite and left the victim alone.
Freddie, of course, believed in using any means to force the girl to surrender. He believed in using coercion, gagging, put in the chain, push in the cold water, raping and assaulting, insulin, shocking, using chemicals, anything he had not any avoidance, but for a stupid reason he only selected an apparently civilised way of treat, just to add to his ruffians cheating. And course of time shows that the net result was the same.
Manny Butterfly
Now, you discover a dragon, a real one with wings and fires and teeth and claws. What else? As usual, a princess is in his chain. Now, these souls of inexcusable frivolousness swarm toward her to show off. She could be a real princess, a scholar, a fake one, anything. She is not an important piece of study. There are millions of human like her on the earth. The dragon is the important object of study.
Manny Butterfly
Why dragon should keep a girl, princess or not?
Yanis
Hmm, this is the reason that I wrote story of 'The Collector' in the first instance: for the same reason that Freddie kept the girl. I can remember that at that time, when the movie was on the stage, some critics, perhaps Freudian or whatever said that Freddie liked the fairy type of girls. It is stupid. He has not any reason. He just doing the human sacrifice, to cleans the earth. But, he has to fuss to perform the rituals completely. It implies suffering of the victim. He intimidate the matter to force the matter to shun to host the beautiful soul of human and to host the emptiness, the nothingness, the fear and misery of the annihilation.
Hormuz
You mean dragon is the symbol of mental illness and people should come and help to victim who is mentally ill by support him and empowering him. Don't you?
Yanis
No, my friend; I mean we do not believe in dragon. It is something in fairy tales. It does not exist in reality of nature and evolution and science. Now, what happens if a group of scientists or pseudo scientists find it and do not report it just because they were the only group among human beings who used to deny the existence of dragon? They used to detain or label anybody who was serious about existence of dragon. Reporting dragon is a spit on their face. Now, assume that along the dragon they surprisingly find a princess or someone as chained and guarded by the dragon. The princess is the only witness to existence of the dragon. The best idea is to keep her in chain and negotiate with the dragon in guarding her until they find a way to multiply the dragon and unleashing them to other human beings. They are still following their impostrous course that they had, but now with a new tool. They do not revise; they only increase their tool of bestial atrocity.
Manny Butterfly
who in the world believes in dragons?
Yanis
When you are pathological, nothing can enlighten you. Every new idea is a new burden on your back to exploit it with your deformed awry sight. First day I said all the good about R. D. Laing was that he was not pathological; perhaps he should become an engineer and invent a gadget. It is surprising if you go apprenticing a profession for ten years and do not learn from them. You have to sustain a resistance for remaining independent for ten years. You can watch them how ridiculous they are. Instead, they only believe you are thick or something. This is when you have a new idea in the human level. Now-a-days due to extreme availability of surveillance engineering tools, there is a big discussion among liberal groups and every other curious person that “let them watch we are not doing anything wrong to be frightened.” First of all they do not know what is the pain of living in panopticone. Then we do not know who is watching whom. Perhaps evil watches good, then you do not do anything good that evil bothers. They do not come to take you away for your wrong doings. They are like Freddie. They just want you not to be. In Nazi time they shot Mr Schmidt. They should shoot Mr Schmitz actually. It is documented. Who is the judge, besides power? Formal slavery was good because you had food, and shelter. But living in dirtiest slums in poverty, crime, and unemployment with abolishment, is much worse than slavery? In slavery any hope is dead blocked. In slum there is a faint glimmering hope that does not exist in slavery. The letter that the father of the schizophrenic had written to newspaper was the letter of a slave defending slavery. He is supposedly a member of the charity that defends the idea of genetic and biological origin of schizophrenia in a hope that nobody blames parenting and abuse for the mental illness. He wants to get rid in a conscientious way from problem of his son and go to holiday. Then he attacks to liberal groups who defend his own freedom. He wants to rub off the problem from the blackboard as its solution. There are five hundred millions fire arms in hands of people in the United States. My teacher explained for me that in Chicago with all its problems, even the police that shoot so much, the share of one policeman is one shooting (one bullet? I can’t remember) during twenty-seven years of his career.
Wolfgang Strauss
I do not believe it is easy to pull together so many scattered materials. Let's concentrate on one thing and move ahead in that direction.
Yanis
At the beginning of this year of two thousand and seven I would like to this record about my health situation. As already I mentioned I am paying for private health care. Four years ago I asked from the GP to send me to a consultant. At that time I was steel in the society. This human sacrifice carnival had just started for me in this country. When they annoyed me my blood pressure would rocket up to two hundred forty over one hundred thirty five during the time that I was exposed to that cruel, inhuman degrading treatment. I would develop startle, face and head clamping and my left side of body become numb and powerless. I explained these symptoms for the GP. He told me, “I know, it is OK, you should stop, now leave cardiovascular (ploys-I add) for later." It took one year. I used to deplore Dr 'Rural' in Hanspanger in Velvyn Barden City. Cramp and stutter were getting worse. He prescribed Simvastatine on a hunch that it is due to high cholesterol. (That inhuman stress had increased my cholesterol as well). He did not notice in my record that I already had a big fatty (size of a melon) lump in my leg and should not take Simvastatine. Hence after few months I became disabled out of my legs and bed bound. I asked him for god sake to send me to consultant. Because of face and head clamp and pain in my heap. He asked me to tell the magic word. I said please. He answered, "oh, Please, it is OK!" then he sent me to Mr Cubowitz , cardiovascular consultant and Mr Vasserfield orthopaedic consultant in Cupa hospital in Garpenden in Gertfordshire. Because of arrangements done in waiting and reception area my blood pressure was two hundred twenty over hundred and twenty when Dr Cubowitz visited me. I asked him if it was correct with that age and that condition to deal with me in that way. He said, “we increase medicine until it works!” He does not know that using medicine is absurd in those situation. It is surge of trauma that spikes and has damaged my health with dozens of strokes. Medicine cannot control spikes. (Similar to medicine in Grand Unified Theory of Mad’dieu Bourbaki). Every spike has blown some of the blood vessels in brain and creates stutter and clamp. He forgot to arrange blood test or take my pulse and look inside my eyes. He was all focused to repeat the annoying cues that he had been told to say. His report is a document. He has written stupid things about ‘out of control’. He has lied that I said that I had headache. I said facial clamp. He has said that I had denied taking Bendroflorozide. I had said that no such medicine yet had been prescribed for me. He only wanted to convey those cues –deny, control- to me not to report my cardiovascular situation. When I said that I was taking only Enalapril, he nodded as if saying ‘well done good lunatic you somehow have a little understanding that a good lunatic should take their medication’. He had all the knowledge that this lunatic ploys and like other lunatics does not need medical attention. If he dies then one is less from the problem and better for the eugenic scheme of psychiatry profession. When I telephoned and complained to him that I would be going to complain to medical authorities he arranged with the help of impostor that to blackmail me as ‘odd’ and harass my family life- harassing these two delicate souls that have been raped thousands of times by people like him. He breached hundred of laws, rules, and norms and ethics of a human society. Nobody would protest. They did it because it was possible. It is not necessary to analyse Dr Shipman. He was killing because of his attitude towards sick and elderly. He believed they cannot complain anymore and their loss is not any damage to anybody. He doctored documents in the same way that impostor is doctoring my case. These happened three years ago and I did not see any doctor after that Mr Vaterfield did not recognize my pain was due to muscular damage. He diagnosed it as osteo-arthritis. He did not talk. He did not write a report. He said I should take paracetamole or cope. He only had his middle finger all the time up when he was explaining his diagnosis. He only made a hint of blackmail about something which was in context of his psychology and for ethical reason I do not reveal it. During all these meetings I was calm and polite with suit and tie and shaved and perfumed, as Grant Hardy instructed me. For charging me then I was not an invalid lunatic. They charged me some two thousand pound.
Manny Butterfly
Well, not bad, lengthy ,but not enough. Try to add more detail. Still, many parts are confusing for me.
Yanis
By the way, I do not understand what are the annoying words. Are you sensitive to some remarks or hate some words or what?
Yanis
No, I am the human, earthy part of the story. I become annoyed only because the cueing situation is humiliating for me, not because those words have any meaning to me. If somebody insults me with dirty words I go to my home, lock the door, and whisper, " you, yourself is a sob!" Then I watch some TV programme.
But Mad'dieu and Cyrus and others think some other way about those words. Mad'dieu, who is more beautiful than the Sun, takes his golden tip pen and writes those words again and again on the walls. Next morning people who has not seen the 'Thing' yet, or heard about it, can clearly remember those words: "You suffered to salvage our souls!"
Manny Butterfly
Those words are become infected and should be washed.They are an important part of every thing. words are pillars and if they got corrupted, ceiling shall collapse.
Hormuz
This was for words. Now, the impostor has been advised by the 'Thing' to play with numbers. It is because the numbers are written on the walls, next to words, in the global mind of human being, that is in the texture of the universe. Numbers are other pillars.
Mad'dieu Bourbaki
Yes, This Mr.., well his name is not important. He could be anybody. He did a keyhole surgery on knee of my daughter. Operation had to be done at ten thirty three in the morning. She was given room thirty three for her recovery. These were done to prevent me to accompany her. Yes, the carnival was ready to show off at the hospital among the amaze and amusement of health professional for observing the weird operation of the Impostor. I stayed at the car park, still they came and harassed me out of the place. Where there was no individual locker for six-formers, as one of her friends has quoted, "for a strange reason" one has been found in the best accessible place in the upper row for my daughter. you can guess what is the locker number. It is thirty three. You see they have labelled my daughter with an address, with a number. They can ask students to have a special behaviour with the girl who goes to locker thirty three, like easy remembered register plate. A free mobile sim card from P2 company has been sent for her that ends to thirty three thirty three (four consecutive three. For the new year party, her friend has invited thirty three (well, only twenty five shows up. They only use that number). Her friend gave her a list of thirty three songs asking her to download and record for them. Her friends tell her that they call her "ugly" to see if she becomes "annoyed." They tell her that some of them can hear some sound frequencies from train movement additional to normal people, as part of biology of young people, and ask her to concentrate if she can hear too. From her talks I have understood the 'exchange' girl and her family in the next door country 'know' that I am under carnival treatment of the Impostor. What is the effect of that knowledge? Well Wolfgang Strauss and Grant Hardy know all the pathological justifications of the Impostor. I write these things for the record of the history. These behaviours are done with my daughter on a daily basis. My daughter has noticed that I go to seizure upon hearing these stories. So my bubbly daughter becomes more terse and silent when she is with me.
Manny Butterfly
Perhaps it is a case of bullying? You should contact with the school.
Yanis
No, that school is among top twenty schools of this country and is run by the government. There are houses in the street that rich people rent for two years such that their children be admitted without entrance exam into the school. They prefer this place to private schools.My daughter has been number one among the two thousand competitor for sixty five places when she was year six of the primary. though Grand Hardy was around we had not any idea of these issues in this country. She learned all from her teachers in the primary who encouraged her to go there. At that time there was intervening impostor to ban my child from her ambitions. She had at that time the further ambition that goes to Bambridge University. She had learned it from the environment. The Impostor put the first barrier for her. She got all A star in GCSE, except, the course that solely assessed in the school, and was not anonymously assessed. She was given B in that. She received advice, instead, from her friends (and me as well out of the frustration) that these can happen sometimes. Now the impostor is with an unleashed ferocious dragon and doing evil to ban her from Bambridge. When she wrote for participating in open day of Bambridge, the lady left a message that she should contact with a telephone number that ends with what. You know the answer.
Manny Butterfly
'Niagara' should dance and sing and enjoy and be happy. They should acquire skill. They should leave boring things for others. They should put on red hats and 'deliver' customer services.
Leonardo diPardo
You can get insight and learn to be positive.
Yanis
Yes, it is believed that you cannot teach new tricks to the old dog. well, it is not possible. But what about giving insight to the man trapped in the mine, or the girl in the hands of Freddie, then? Then when they come next time to this world perhaps they can use their insight and be positive towards Freddie. Then the fiend won't tear them apart. You have been endowed with one opportunity of life, then a drunkard comes steal it from you, because he believes one less or one more from the six billion fat ass has no effect on anything. Sometimes it happens that you lose some material thing such as a car, a house, a job, then people say instead you got some insight that the sun still is shinning and birds are singing and grass is green, and ask you to be positive. If you lose your life or your child what is the meaning of insight? insight and positivity are tools of life, you do not need them in the grave. Still the ancient profession of preachers exists. In my place they are in full swing. I know them very well. They preach insight to others, but for themselves they have a set of alternative advice. This is a foundation of mysticism in my country : you should put insight aside. I mean the old dog knows all the tricks from the beginning.
Manny Butterfly
For example, you lose a dime in the street, then you get some insight, or others blame you to give you insight. you learn you should patch the hole in your pocket. You take your child to a self alleged safe place, then a paranoid socio-path steals her for rituals of human sacrifice to give you insight. Your life has become sh*t, instead you have got insight, because the impostor is in delusion of creating publications and papers and his own career promotion. It is a source of income to create journals, at least before the Internet Era it was like that. Some countries like Rolland considered it as an export. Around nineteen ninety, an American physicist had a series of editorial in Physics Today, to stop that frenzy. He had no success, but he explained the process in a beautiful way. You create a journal, a lot of academics accept to be part of reviewing and editing team, since it has statue for their own resume. Every issue you have an invited tutorial and expository article that expand your audience and edibility of your journal and you publish anything. It is very difficult to check things (due to other processes). When you are twenty eight and you want your doctorate and employment now, you cannot wait two years for more credited journals. Those big ass are already in front of you in the queue. Libraries and some individual pays for it and at the end of the day you have some more bobs in the box.
Manny Butterfly
Now you showed that you are a Zelig-type ("I'm a detective too!"). They are adding to human knowledge
Yanis
I learned this jargon word today in foreign language: 'Spoiler', someone who take the effectiveness of your creation. Yes, the Impostor is spoiler too.
Manny Butterfly
Adding to knowledge of human being has a certain meaning. For example, thousands of polling done everyday by media and others does not add anything to knowledge of human. they bring data in a corner which is of no use to anybody. Commercials and newspapers and paperbacks are not literary and artistic works. Knowing what you already know, without revising your beliefs is not scientific endeavour.
Wolfgang Strauss
I believe you do not have much to add, almost, to what you already have said. Now, perhaps you have documented your biography. Have not you?
Yanis
Well, I am documenting my biography and I have written about many ideas very briefly.
First of all I document my biography to prove that my biography is not related to my present situation. The dialectic is that that it is related. There is something in the inner world and in the real earthy society and in my biography related together. Picture in the society matches with the picture in hearing voices (one hear voices in the head and in the society similarly) and they match with my biography. These three things are in conflict with father, son and spirit of sanctuary. They are consistent with three elements of human sacrifice: phallus of the ruler, scaring and denial your erection and third, fear of inner world or conscience. It is grand unified theory that explain everything and is the theory of everything for this time, among them the continuum of mental illness from the neurotic fear of germs and height to shouting at other people, to case of Dr Shipman. It explains totems and taboos, rituals and religions. It is based on modern understanding of cosmos. It is being developed by Mad'dieu Bourbaki or Man'dieu Bourbaki (I always am bashful to ask him (her) which one is correct). According to this theory people are connected in their global mind and share the inner world that Mad'dieu is taking care of. He is a DJ there and keeps the tempo. We frequently coded this theory and above lines are another coding of them. If you be bright enough and a little passion and a little wit, you do not need to have been in the school to understand it. If it has similarity with any other idea it is only due to coincidence and I have not adopted them or stolen them without referring to their source. They are in the air that can be explained by global mind of human. They also understand what I understand like Ray Bradbury's 'The Silver Locust'. I have written one percent of what has happened to me and if I live longer I am going to stack more material.
Manny Butterfly
It is the reason that Jesus was saviour of human from his first sin. Father is counterbalance of the ruler phallus. Son is the erection of human being. Spirit of sanction is where the Satan wants to penetrate, that is in the global mind of human or the womb.
Manny Butterfly
The perfect Plotter asks man (Adam) to sacrifice his child to terminate existence of human being and the universe that actually only exists in the global mind of human. It castrates (socially) Abraham, aMoses, aJesus, aMohammad. Father returns the holly grail(spirit of sanctuary) back to them. Abraham kills the sheep that follows blindfolded the Satan. Spirit comes back to Sarah's womb. Human being rejuvenates after they were hopeless of any new birth. aMohammad brings a girl from his old wife. God calls her the fountain. She became the line of blood.
Hormuz
I do not believe to follow this type of writings should be costructive.
Yanis
Satan wanted A-braham to kill his son. A-braham tradition was to kill your parent: constantly revise, constantly rejuvenate. -"Constantly make your existence!" Keep the sanctuary, that is the global mind of human clean of snakes and rodents. They penetrate there after a couple of generation and make a conscience there ready for the 'Thing'. But be careful, not to corrupt the road. Mad'dieu is the road. Revise the mean, not the road. No, revise the road, too. Live on whim. Mad'dieu is always there and keeps the tempo.
Manny Butterfly
You are opening some religious symbols. What is new and modern science there? Those already have been done in their extreme and there is not much new cusomer for them. Some how the dates are expired.
Yanis
No, we are rediscovering something important. In the same way that the Impostor has discovered the @Thing' that can read the mind of a human and is hiding it, we have rediscovered how important is to fight it back. Human survival depends on this campaign. In a many ancient societies people recognised that when a perfect plotter comes ahead to the and has the exceptional gift that it knows and can teach them how they can know and it does not ask for anything else but they help to eradicate some foul by inflicting pain on one citizen endlessly and they become mesmerised such that they cannot stop that cruel behaviour and they are in shock and vow of the art that the perfect plotter has, in knowing everything about thoughts and whereabouts of the victim, then that artisan is actually enemy of their society and their civilisation (they wrongly and absord believe what a source of power it is if they could know about thought of their enemies). Plotter actually ask them to kill their own children and change the spring water to blood. Those people invented, say alphabet, and could calculate eclipse time and thousands of other surprising things. They had schools full of very bright scholars and great philosophers and generals and bright minded rebellions (such as Spartacus). Why should they attach to teachings of an unknown lunatic type person like J-esus or M-ohammad?
No, we are rediscovering something important. In the same way that the Impostor has discovered the ‘Thing' that can read the mind of a human and is hiding it, we have rediscovered how important is to fight it back. Human survival depends on this campaign. In a many ancient societies people recognised that when a perfect plotter comes ahead to the people who are at top of the power and has the exceptional gift that it knows and can teach them how they can know and it does not ask for anything else but only they help to eradicate some foul by inflicting pain on one citizen endlessly to his death and they become mesmerised such that they cannot stop that cruel behaviour and they are in shock and vow of the art that the perfect plotter has, in knowing everything about thoughts and whereabouts of the victim, then that artisan is actually enemy of their society and their civilisation (they wrongly and absurd believe what a source of power it is if they could know about thought of their enemies). Plotter actually asks them to kill their own children and change the spring water to blood. Those people invented, say alphabet, and could calculate eclipse time and thousands of other surprising things. They had schools full of very bright scholars and great philosophers and generals and bright minded rebellions (such as Spartacus). Why should they attach to teachings of an unknown lunatic type person like J-esus or M-ohammad?
Manny Butterfly
So you want to prove that religion is true and good. Hence, you are a preacher.Yes? Are you not?
Yanis
No, I want to say that religion is not religion. Pyramid supposedly was built as a very big tombstone for a wealthy and powerful person as the symbol of his religion. And archaeologists go there and clean bones with a fine brush and sit there for years to find a piece of charcoal. For me it shows practical people sitting together, calculating, knowing materials, managing workforce, and defending projects to sponge more money from the king for their wild imaginations. It means they knew formulas of trigonometry. They were true when they told the king that with such a project he would be resurrected. They were true when they said king needed all those paraphernalia when he resurrects. He needs the golden mask to be recognised as with his real face as a king. They were true that he needed those paintings and writings on the walls with servants and ministers and story of his daily life he should to be resurrected. They were not fools to put stones on top of each other because of their wrong stupid idea of resurrection of the king.
Grant Hardy
Salmons, too! They all have a communication card built in each of them with the picture of a salmon on it. Then when it comes the time that they should return upstream those cards inhibit each individual salmon as an individual and give only one collective signal to all as one salmon. It has coordinates of the uphill fountain and push all of them toward that point. There are some nodal point salmons who are more alert and irritated; they co-ordinate the signal. They do not know. They are only more passionate. There is one salmon, which is not excited. It is all alone dark, deep in the darkness there. It has not communication signal. It only knows. In its cold-bloodedness it wishes pain, death and extinction for its specimen. It is not even salmon. It only looks like a salmon. It is the carrier of all un-holiness.
Siddhartha
Now, who keeps the tempo for long journey of salmons back to uphill spring? Who sends inhibition signal to salmons in the ocean and lead them upstream. It is the spring itself. It is all, only, geometry of space-time. They are with Mad'dieu have been interwoven in texture of space-time from the beginning of their grand unification-the physical grand unification. With the stretch of space-time they do not forget each other. When they put their communication cards together, behold, it is the picture of one salmon. The geometry of that jigsaw leads them.
Siddhartha
What happens to that look-alike-salmon? It is thirsty in search of blood. It is hungry in search of flesh. It is looking for a pack of connection card. It goes to first salmon and says it knows. It steals the communication card from him. The fiend tests it. It cannot 'not-know'. It throws it away and goes to next one: again the same result. Nobody can fulfil its thirst and hunger. Shambler wants everybody to join to its plot. Many salmons become interested. Shambler plot never gets to its end, without any salmon understand that they are sacrificing their own connections on the altar of their enemy. Some salmons become very irritated shouting, "enemy! Enemy!"
Siddhartha
When it comes the time to go back and everybody hears the sweet melody of the spring, salmons start to move to the spring. Those who have lost their cards to the plotter only know: they know every and each of salmons die on the way or after mating in the upper spring. (Others who did not join the plotter had not such knowledge.) They remain in the ocean. But, then, a time comes that they feel thirsty. They are craving and burning for the sweet water of the river. They have to drink from salty water of ocean instead. Together with the plotter they remain thirsty forever.
Siddhartha
Every and each salmons die on the way or on their matings. What happens to their connection cards then? Connection cards are connected together in the jigsaw puzzle. It perpetually remains in the spring. Each salmon says to him, "See I am still alive!" Then a day comes that the Jigsaw Puzzle should call their 'next generation' from the ocean. They, or rather He, play the sweet melody of the spring (sanctuary). The melody tunes connection cards of salmons in the ocean to the coordinates of the spring. Salmons see themselves in the ocean and in the spring. They are eternally in the spring before they move. They never had gone to return. They are everywhere interwoven with the spring.
Siddhartha
These are some basic ideas in mysticism; I guess.
Yanis
Perhaps, they are ultimate of mysticism. We are not mystics. I want to say people always wonder what was the result of forbidden fruit that Adam and Eve had. They say it was to acquire the knowledge of the God. No offer of Satan could not be knowledge or eternal life. It was the knowledge of death. death in a paenopticon (pen, pan, pain). The knowledge to other's mind., the knowledge of whereabouts of the sanctuary, that is the global mind shared by human and the universe. Only Mad'dieu observes this proposition.
Iessus
Six years I was in the glass marble after Mad'dieu pushed me inside it. Then, I was thirty three. For six years, I was crawling inside that transparent glassy things from outside, that was pitch dark inside it only with a faint gleam of light I could discover a system of caves with a a hollow abyss in the middle, like scenes you can see inside caves, in the movie, 'Lord of the Rings', with a dragon or a crocodile, a man eater, thing down there. I was crawling like a caterpillar upward or sidewards without knowing where I should go, only I could hear Mad'dieu voice saying "hallelujah!" Then, Mad'dieu told me, "look there!" And there was a door to the roof-top and light was there and I knew there was an outside. And it was only a promise. And I believed there is a rose garden there with pink and red roses. I crawled and crawled such that I could smell roses and and the garden was not very big. It was only a yard and I could not go out to visit it.
Manny Butterfly
Are you practising to make stories?
Yanis
No, it is all truth.
It seems to me like a hallucination or something. Still, what happened next?
Yanis
At that time I quit smoking to improve my physical strength. Leonardo diPardo was not happy that I smoke when I was climbing with him in mountains. He is from Switzerland and had come there to take photographs and climb mountains. He employed me as his mountain guide to show him ways. He always says that he wants to go to the highest cliff to jump and catches the brightest star in the northern hemisphere sky. I started to smoke cigarettes on August twelfth nineteen sixty-nine and quit smoking on August twelfth nineteen eighty-three, after fourteen years.
Manny Butterfly
I was yearning for the garden, to go there and rest and crawling all the passages inside the marble. Leonardo had secured some ropes here and there to help me climb out. Sometimes I was near the door and then I would slip back pendulumed in the big cavity and the 'Thing' was down there. and sometimes only tar black muddy water was there. Suddenly, one day I was out there. But there was not a garden. I could see the marble under me fading to nowhere. I had wings. I was like a fairy with wings webbed with golden strings. No, I was like FARA-VA-HAR. Then I became like a speckle, like a dot on the letter 'i' or the accent in the middle of Mad'dieu's name, and then nothing. I was in bright sunshine. But there was not any sun. There was only light., and I all absorbed and unified with light. There was sky but it was not blue or black. It was transparent to the eternity infinitum. I would return back to cavity but I could be out there.
Manny Butterfly
From the story of salmons we get to idea of justice. We already said justice means to put every object in its own right place. The place that it deserves.: to put every piece of the jigsaw in its correct place to have a big salmon. All the pieces have equal pleasure wherever they are. Then you forget that if the owner of the card is Cill Cate or a disabled beggar. All enjoy equality without knowing why they are in that position in the jigsaw, and in the jigsaw all pieces are equally important. Their existence card is irrelevant to the position that they occupy out of their global shared mind.They should not know. If they know they lose their card. They become part of the nihilium; annihilation. The 'Thing' make them naked and annihilated like itself
Siddhartha
Hence, you do not believe in the idea of justice in this material world, do you?
Yanis
If you carefully have read all the words we put on the paper, including, some writings by others, and if we have been successful to convey our mean correctly as we understand., then you might be at the beginning of appreciation that we have founded an all inclusive, consistent, and comprehensive outlook towards the worlds and have answered all questions of theology and philosophy by asking one question that why a cell decides to make a copy of himself. We explained, or make it possible to explain the idea of creation, god, nature, justice, language and moral and social behaviour on the idea of a shared global mind in human and in the texture of the universe. We can explain hearing voices, psychosis, totem, taboo, mysticism, shamanism, Olympus type of gods, religions, and prophets. We did that based on the personal experience of Manny Butterfly. We are at the beginning of the road. You are free to accept or reject or interpret us as you would like. We do not ask to be paid or be paid attention.
SAnta MAria diVItoria!
Mad'dieu Bourbaki
ah, you say there is a god, and explain everything accordingly. Then you withdraw the word 'god' and say it is a novel idea. It is refurbishing the religion and it is in a full swing almost during the past fifty years.
Yanis
No, they are interpreting the old religion by, the so called scientific outlook. some times they use a utilitarian point of view, especially in the US, in a psychologist, counselling, corporate manner that religion could be useful in reducing the pains of life, or asking that what is bad if someone were a religious person with faith to scientifically unacceptable ideas. These are good efforts for certain situations. We say there is a fact that with our struggle will flourish and some people at the end of the day will smell its reviving aroma.
Mad'dieu
It was ,then like that when I became thirty three year old and I could immerse in unification of existence out of the dark cave system, for sometime, I still felt that there is a the rose garden out, but when I was out I was there: a dot in eternal absolute light. When I was in the cave I used to say mon dieu or madieu or m'aide halelujah. and then fly out. Then on the mad'dieu birthday when everybody goes back to school in Sepetember, thence that I was thirty three one day Mad'dieu called me and asked me that I should put everything at my back and under my feet and start to search for the 'Thing'. He gave the address of 'Dawn' in 'Orchard'. I saw 'Dawn' and my heart had a wierd new rythm at night. Then I could catch from a corner of my sight that carrier of the most un-holiness: the vessel of the most fiendish enemy of human. It had been appeared at the apocalyptis promise. It knew that I am roommate to Mad'dieu. It was after Mad'dieu.
Manny Butterfly
Where ends the story of salmons? It might happen that in each soujourn number of salmons that terminate in the salty waters of ocean increase and the those who hear summon of the spring become less. Then the reconstruction of the 'Jigsaw Puzzle' becomes more and more difficult. It may come a day that a salmon finds his beautiful picture in the texture of space, time and spring and becomes a perfect salmon. When salmons are back in the ocean the 'Thing' comes and ask each salmon who is near to the 'Perfect Salmon' to inflict pain and suffering on him. They say we do not know about the whereabouts of the perfect salmon. The 'Thing' says, "I know!" and wastes their communication card. If they do not lose their communication cards then they understand that the perfect salmon only carries their own beautiful picture and the the map to the spring and he does not want any reward for that because he cannot. He is part of the rules of nature and is not upon their interpretation.. Nothing, he bothers. He does not know anything or does not want to reward or punish. Those who take the picture would go to spring. Those who do not, they remain in the thirst and impotence of the salty ocean.
Siddhartha
After story of the 'Dawn', Mad'dieu told me that I was in a new phase of life. I should never see a dream. When I was in dream I could watch Mad’dieu who jumps over the moon or swim in the molten Su or flies over galaxies or immerse in the deep oceans. At that time his power might blow the whole earth or flood it or bring the comets on the earth. He told me that the 'Thing' is after using that power to finish the job. He told me that my life and my honour would be breached in a way that no criminal for any reason ever breached. He told me that the most monstrous criminal can dream of pardon or escape even a minute before his execution, but I cannot. I have to share my mind and my dream with the serpent, with the fiend, with the gorgon, with Cerberus.
He told me evils are seventy only, but angles are numerous and all-powerful. He wrote with his beautiful handwriting with a P-arker biro on a piece of yellowish scrap paper he used to draw lines on them, name of devils with all the synonyms they have in my language. He instructed me to start to teach one book about each devil. I started from the book of hypocrisy. Sometimes I had two hundred audience, some times I had no one at my lecture, still I had to teach that scheduled part. I finished books of arrogance, accusation, suspicion, betrayal, sycophancy, greed, jealousy and self-adoration and other books that I cannot remember now. When I was thirty six then he told me that (s)he wants to find a wife for me better than 'Dawn': a pearl hidden in the shell better than coral. He found a far second aunt, something who was very nosey and talkative and beseeched her to find a wife for me though I had no clan or family. I asked the auntie if the girl was showing part of her hairs in the street and is unveiled at home she confirmed. At that time Leonardo diPardo used to accompany me showing his powerful arms in short sleeves standing with the posture of a commando with his curly brown hairs and glamorous visage of Mad'dieu.
Manny Butterfly
I understand that you have had some emotional problems then;have you not?
Yanis
You can draw red lines, Yanis, under parts that you are interested in.
Manny Butterfly
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Ten years before that when I was twenty six and had been inside the glass marble, Mad'dieu came to me and asked me not to waste my time and to begin study of the life of big mystics of my place. For two years I was reading their biography, and their way of life. When I finished that in some level, (s)he asked me to study further their thoughts and their practice. This included that in that age I had to write down some parts of their works and more notably the famous book of 'The Book of The perfect Human'. Also as much as I could I had to study mystical literature from other nations. When I became thirty-two he brought the book of 'The Whore'. The story of the girl who went to pilgrimage with her parents and her parents died because of cholera when they were near to get to the holly shrine, but she survived the disease. After spending three months in bed when she was better the inn owner asked for the rent of the room. She only had few coins not enough for a week of the rent. The inn owner took her to the sheriff who raped her and paid for the rent. Sheriff acting as a pimp started to exploit the girl as a hooker with a room and some sustenance. After a year the girl became pregnant and could not work anymore. Sheriff did not pay for her place and the owner suddenly turned a pious one and kicked her out. people gathered and she could see her customers stoning and kicking her for infamous job. In the dusk she was losing her child in her womb flooded with blood and injury and insults over her injuries when Omar Khayyaam (poet and mathematician) was passing and noticed her. He took her to his mansion and cared her personally until she died when she was twenty-one and buried in the garden of Omar Khayyaam. All the time that I was Reading the book, Mad'dieu was pressing harshly my throat. I cried and cried. Then Mad'dieu told me that this was the last time that I cry far from the haunt of the 'Thing', that vessel of un-holiness. When I became thirty-four I went to practice what Hadjar, the wife of Abraham, did when she became alone with her new born in the desert. When she was moving from one hill to the top of the opposing hill to watch if anybody might come to help her and her child and the 'Thing' came to her to ask to join to people who suffer Abraham. Mad'dieu told me everybody including the holly books tell the story in another way.
Manny Butterfly
Are you showing off? There is a piece of everything in your comment. Pull them together.
Yanis
Run away butterfly! Run away! Escape!
Leonardo diPardo
Abraham was father of people. He had not any parent. They say he saw in his dream that god instructs him to sacrifice his son: one or the other one or perhaps both. Abraham knew that his dreams are realm of the 'Thing'. He knew that he had been the target of human sacrifice and because he was the father of people, the human sacrifice should stop forever. The 'Thing' wanted to deceit one of Hadjar or Sarah or both by showing the tail of snake. It returns to division of cell or even earlier, human sacrifice should supposedly reduce the pain of division, the pain of separation, the pain of bleeding. The 'Thing' promised Hadjar (Sarah) that father of people would be ousted in sorrow in return of mother sovereignty. The 'Thing' is genderless and the moving thing is not a phallus or a clitoris. It is the tail of the snake. Until the time of J-esus, the ‘Thing’ appeared as if a female. Antichrist appeared as a male. The 'Thing' wants castration of human being not the castration of male, as it is purported in some ancient societies by injuring the male genital in their yearly rituals that shows menstruation of both gender by self harming of genital. The 'Thing' wants the impotence of the whole nature. Abraham never had the idea of sacrificing his sons He said you should sacrifice the 'Animal' instead of human.
Iessus
Story of Omar Khayyaam takes us to very first comments we advertised for creation of the universe. Why this world came to existence? Khayyaam is famous for believing it was due to a whim. He knows the God as a whimsical god. We also said that the world is caused by the whim of the God who is the son of human, who is the father of ‘The Perfect Human'. He, thereby, kicks Himself. He only exists and the other existences are sweet dream of material world. Everything comes from Him and without being be ends to him in no-time and in no-place. Son of human should spend one hundred billion years to learn and deliberate what would be the whim to create the world anew. After that it is as if no time has been passed because the son of human learns how to push the whole everything in nothingness and then he should create them back whence he is in nothingness. There he then decides for his whim.
Siddhartha
As they say there are ten to the power of five hundred million options for creating a world. That is, there is equal possibility that one of this ten to the power of five hundred million worlds become created. The odd that the nature becomes whimsical and half of your glass of water boils in expense of freezing the other half is one out of ten to the power of twenty seven. There are only ten to the seventy atom exists in the whole universe if the universe becomes ten times heavier it becomes ten to the seventy-one. This number is a one with seventy-one zero in front of it. That number is not ten to the five hundred (a one with five hundred) it is ten to the five hundred million (a one with five hundred million zero in front of it). In each world the laws of nature are different. For example, gravity may vary in power of three instead of our gravity, which is a power of two. By a suitable whim, one can accommodate two cosmos in the same space and time without one becomes informed of the other. You might be at the canter of a sun from the other cosmos while you are having your dinner.
Grant Hardy
Whim and decision come in Dirac brackets, like this: [decision | whim] (read from right to left like Hebrew), or: [decision | actor | whim] or [decision two | whim one] = [decision two | whim two][decision one | whim one] (right to left)
Grant Hardy
Those brackets should come as angled brackets. Perhaps because of HTML you had to use simple brackets instead. Didn't you? You also misspelled "canter of a sun" in place of "Centre of a sun."
Yanis
That whim is a pure unpredictable whim and does not include statistical hidden variable. One example is when you project the picture of matter and time on it. Perhaps you can remember we quote one that what does it mean when we say, "the moon exists" when we do not look at it. That projection says if we do not look at two snooker balls next to each other they exchange a basketball, hundred times heavier than each of them, hidden in them to sustain their congregation. When they are alone and isolated they do not have any hidden basketball. When you go and weigh them individually their the humble lightweight tiny snooker balls. When you do not look at them they start to exchange the heavy basketball; they are all excitement and movement and joy and chattering. When you look at them they remain shy and silent and humble there. As they approach the grand unification they exchange bigger and bigger balls. At the point of grand unification they exchange the whole universe, but they themselves do not exist and their observer does not exist. Everything annihilates in the grand unification and remains what, then? It remains only that whim which is full of joy and excitement and chattering and movement in the deep silence of eternity: the whole existence in not being exist at all.
Grant Hardy
Yes, excellent! I said those about the book of 'The Book of Perfect Human' and the book of 'The Whore' to say that in passing the road of mysticism or whatever toward the annihilation in unified existence those two have equal enlightening The second one is the actual flare on your way, because without her pain, which nobody can understand its depth and reality, nobody can salvage himself from that enemy of human existence, that vessel of un-holiness. Likewise when you watch the movie 'The Collector’ or whatever. There is a hint in each story that 'The Thing' is your enemy: that poisonous snake is there to annihilate you in nothingness to steal your existence with names and excuses and ‘we should fight it back'.
Manny Butterfly
Do you play amoralist, then?
Yanis
No.
Mad'dieu
Now after a year we get to story of Bertrand Russell. I studied him from sixteen to twenty six, mostly his ideas about politics. Grant Hardy got his sweet language in explaining difficult thing without using too much maths and considering his opponents as easy to criticise. Bertrand Russell did it because from sixteen to twenty one played with lines that intersect each other at infinity. Anybody who does that can get to that achievement. Pythagoras believed you should play with whole numbers to achieve it. Plato believed you should play with lines before other things. Mad'dieu believes you should play with both. 'The Impostor Christ' wants to blackmail 'Christ' for Bertrand Russell. The impostors' finds Bertrand Russell very very difficult to understand. Further ‘The Heartless Dark Mind’ of society knows him a liberal aristocrat who defended poor and 'deviant' and bombed people. It was not easy to bury him simply, as he was armed with different capacities. All the good about the nation of Mad'dieu is Bertrand Russell and Charles Dickens and John Stuart Mill, and Geoff Hardy and Dirac and Watt Taylor and Engels and a galaxy of characters who know themselves as part of the human race not the stinky c*nt guards of psychiatry wards and constables and wig headed racist warmongers and other well known sleazy human traffickers.
Manny Butterfly
You should not use the word 'racist'. You should use the correct word ‘fascist’. The word 'racist' backfires.
Wolfgang Strauss
They have created that word, actually, to backfire.
Leonardo diPardo
Legislation should prevent bullying, harassment and fascism towards poor, deviant, weak, disabled and elderly, immigrants and foreigner not drawing lines between groups of human race.
Cyrus
What do you mean, "it backfires?"
Yanis
When you use that word, later they can remember you and show you where you should sit. It becomes your tag. For their own workers they use his membership in union or complain to tribunal as the tag.
Leonardo diPardo
'The Perfect Human' suffers all of these. in the inner world against 'The Thing' and in the outer world against 'The Impostor'.
Mad'dieu Bourbaki
This little was about Bertrand Russell. During the same period I studied Nietche. I read him again and again. I enjoyed his sarcasm when he sent back Zoroastar to withdraw his advertisement for moral behaviour. He could not whip anybody let alone women. He died for the cause of a horse, noticing it was being whipped by his owner.
The owner whipped him instead and the magnificent heart stopped.
Manny Butterfly
I wrote some of these as I noticed one sentence somewhere: "Don't worry! Now you can get your PhD in insight!" Supposedly, a consumer-survivor had written this to another. This is a sentence written by a psychiatrist not a survivor. Only he won't bother that other people can have their own ambitions and cannot synchronize themselves with years of duty of psychiatry professionals in passing towards their retirement while they go to holidays, and bring children and send them to university and buy properties and cars and shares and bounds and share of private clinics and weddings and birthdays and new year and weekly parties, but Madeline (the new York girl) should be locked up in the hospital from her early twenties for fifty years until in her seventies be sent to old age people home only to die after a couple of years. She lives a squalid life for fifty years for a simple complaint about an episode of anger or a sadness that might be recuperated naturally and with no intervention (in place of her wedding how many times she was raped only god knows). At the extreme likeliness she should kill herself. That life is repeating death for her everyday. She said to herself that it could not last after a month or two they leave her to go to get her PhD. Instead she got her PhD in insight, but the daughter of two generation of psychiatrist got their PhD's in money scooping.
Madeline Butterfly
There is a likeliness that a mentally ill kill other people I believe, gradually self harming and suicide be relaxed by psychiatry as a reason for coercing to lock up, similar to gays and smokers and obesity.
Yanis
Sometimes, barbaric occupiers executed innocent citizen as the revenge for, for example, when resistance of the occupied territory had killed one of them or violated their rules. They killed one accessible in place of one that was not accessible. You cannot lock up a lot of people due to the fact that one of them is likely to kill. Already experts have investigated this issue abundantly and it is not much part of our discussion. Thousands of passionate heads in future will transpire these details and excuses.
Leonardo diPardo
Yes, it is correct. In Bennett enquiry we notice that they did not say that the victim was not a violent lunatic or was a prophet, or his restraint was an illegal action, or the responsible people were without knowledge or competence. They said they used disproportionate effort for his restraint and they did it due to their attitude and they keep doing that way for any similar situation (that is the meaning of institutional fascism. It is not due to a specific actor and a specific subject). Defendants were defiant and disgruntled and like rude hooligans and pathological criminals they continue that practice until the next enquiry and conviction.
Cyrus
When I married, one day Mad'dieu came to me and told me now before you have a child you should leave your beautiful and young wife and go to live under the same roof, your bed next to one with someone who is in a faith different to what religion you are used to. So I lived with a foreigner from the poorest part of the world who was very zealot in his religion and was ready to kill people in my faith. He had a transmitting disease endemic to people of that part and had pigs in his house and I was practicing what I believed in his presence. I hugged him when he was wet out of the shower. Mad'dieu could see rage flames from my roommate's chest, out of his non-reconciliation mood when he was watching my mild behaviour. He noticed I go to his temple and asked me why. Mad'dieu said, "There is no difference."
Manny Butterfly
You did that to practice for when you encounter the cruelest, heartless cynical machine of the creation embattle you.
Hormuz
You are praising yourself too much. Do you not believe that it is against a mystic behaviour, one, who should be humble?
Yanis
There is no difference.
Mad'dieu
"Loneliness of a ‘Samurai’ is known only to a leopard in the most remote corner of a forest."
The Book of Samurai
Discussion of Lords and others on the law covering mad people is based on the good faith of the mental health professionals dealing with lunatics. One statistic they quoted says that only fifteen thousand out of nine hundred thousand referred to the psychiatrist in a certain period of time conclude to detention. They believe law is for the protection of public against the individual of lunatics. From the first written laws, law is for the protection of the individual against other individual(s) not for making vigilantes, lynchers and guilds satisfied. Law is to protect you when they arrest you for theft or attacking other people or killing somebody to the police and court and prison or execution, to protect you from ad hoc actions of mobs and police and court and prison warden and guards and other prisoners and executioner. Consider your fate be in the hand of somebody that in interviewing you takes your pen and because he cannot find a piece of paper in his pockets writes your name and date of birth on his palm, and when sends letters for you it is misspelled.
They do not know that the criteria for detention could be very floating in its boundary and demands to adopt you to the Procrustean bed. Individual is shapeless and blank face in statistics, but he is the whole universe for himself. Well they put shackles on your feet because somebody else has done an offence. Punishing of the offender is not enough for satisfaction of the law and people around should pay additionally? It is barbaric. It is abusing and anarchy. It is disorganising and against the institutions of human beings.
Manny Butterfly
These things does not include you. Run away! You do not know where you are. You do not know what is the meaning of barbaric. Run away you poor Butterfly!
Leonardo diPardo
"Simone Cristicchi is an Italian singer and composer.
Simone won the 57th edition of the San Remo music festival. His song "Ti Regalerò Una Rosa" won due to extremley high marks received from the festival staff (96/100) and popular vote. The song is about how mental ills are exiled from the world and about their sufferences."
Leonardo diPardo
Thousands of passionate heads march.
"Simone Cristicchi is an Italian singer and composer.
In March 2007, Simone won the 57th edition of the San Remo music festival. His song "Ti Regalerò Una Rosa" won due to extremely high marks received from the festival staff (96/100) and popular vote. The song is about how mental ills are exiled from the world and about their sufferance."
Leonardo diPardo
Thousands of passionate heads march.
guitar class
When I became twenty-one, on my birthday, Mad'dieu came to me and because I become his age asked me to have a signature unique for me. He took two 'ess' from the beginning of one of his names that in English means 'Heavenly King of all Birds' He made one of them elongated like that middle English 'ess'. He said this is the symbol of integrity that an individual has got toward unification with himself. He made the other 'ess' into the Greek form 'sigma'. He said this is the symbol of summing of all individuals toward unification with each other. He put a zero at the bottom, which shows the beginning and the sign of infinity at the top, which is the end. He said infinity symbol is actually two zeros, when and if you can double a zero. At the end nothing remains except the beautiful face of Mad'dieu, which is a zero next to another zero: whim of his son next to his whim.
Manny Butterfly
King of all Birds is 'The Sa'een-Rok' or King of Eagles. Vulgar language converted it to Thirty-Birds. Mysticism has picked this version as the king of all birds when all birds with the leadership of Solomon bird decide to have a king for them in the 'Parliament of Birds’. Thousands of them start the journey but on the way many apologise for discontinuing the journey and many loose their feather on the road until thirty of them get to destination but they could not find any 'Thirty-Bird' except a mirror that they behold their beautiful companionship. They return to give the news to other birds.
Manny Butterfly
She was my next-door lady. She was at her early fifties, at most. They asked her to participate in suffering me. She did not accept. They forced her that she should. She could not. She did not know how one can annoy another without even knowing him. Because she could not do it, they, 'The Impostor', wrote a letter and asked her to give the letter to us as her community duty to annoy me. It was written that we should pay a 'thirty three' pounds for some shared expenses in the street. It was all she could do shyly. Mad'dieu immediately cleaned the dirt from the number in her share of human global mind and blessed the lady. She left us suddenly and peacefully on Sunday March fourth oh-seven because of a late diagnosed cancer. They were a noble couple with their two noble sons. Mad'dieu used to praise and bless them frequently on a daily basis. They, too, were victims of futile useless harmful intervention of the authorities. Their little noble son had been housebound for many years in their home because of a reason that I do not know (Mad'dieu might know). They said because he had been bullied many years ago in the school. The boy is healthy, polite sporting football, cricket, playing with other children, used to bike with her deceased mum in the street, go shopping for the house, working at home and studying. An authority teacher used to come once a week teaching him instead of going to school. How much now he might suffer with so much emotional dependence living single out in isolation, with her mother for many years. I am an old man forty years older and I suffer, let alone considering a young teenager. Their GP is the same stupid Rural doctors that I was beseeching him to send me on my own expenses to private consultant and he asked me to say the magical word. Poor obedient working class people never had a holiday, never a posh dinner out. Mad'dieu could not do anything. Her GP was low knowledge and did not want to spend the budget. Mad’dieu was sure that they were the most ready people to witness against the unidentified intervening agency if any enquiry would establish for me. Mad’dieu heard a pigeon flied. Mad'dieu sent a golden carriage with a bunch of angels to collect her blessed suffered soul.
Manny Butterfly
Yes, I had seen her few times. She looked like 'Mother' of Maxim Gorki.
But for the poor son, don't worry about him. I understood that the system has already started enslaving him. If he becomes emotional they have a dossier open for him. They can administer it with Prozac or euomorphine or cto or revolving door or best treatment available. When he becomes age of his father instead of a life in his back, he has got a lot of insight in the bag. When he becomes forty-five, he decides that enough is enough. Then he impresses few other people, similar to him, around, and starts to campaign to change everything. Then the noble king tells to him, ah, so you want a change why you do not come ahead and discuss with me your suggestion, peacefully. When he comes near to king then the courageous king chops his head. Then the campaigners ask for only best treatment available and mercy of the king. Then king issues a new law that doubles the number of shackles and handcuffs until one generation later.
By the way this is the structure of power and democracy here and is known to everybody. You cannot cut a handkerchief with a sword; it moves back with the blade and again fell on you. You should use a scissor with a pair of blades to trap it.
Leonardo diPardo
She was very lovely, just like 'Mother'. I wish I could hug her once before she dies. Mother and son used to sit in the garden under the parasol and talk and play cards. They were so mild, so low in voice (pigeons ghooorrh, ghooorrh), and I segregated from the people used to sit and carefully listen to them and enjoy the authentic colloquialism, until 'The Impostor' asked the intervening home tutor to join to them one day and with loud voice of Xanthippe declares cueing about mentally sick around.
I recessed to the indoor closed the windows and watched 'Bruce's Price is Right', instead.
Manny Butterfly
In my birthplace there was a poet who could not find a way to the court of the king. He said to himself perhaps he could find, instead, a place in the house of the king of bandits. He climbed snowy frozen highways and entered the village of bandits up there. When he rehearsed his poems for the bandit chief, the chief took the poet's clothing and assets and kicked him out. Half naked the poet in the street, stray dogs started to chase him. He bent down to grab a stone and scare the dogs, but stones were glued to the frozen floor. He said aloud, "What people you are. You fasten stones and unleash dogs!" This is a proverb in my native language or perhaps other languages.
Manny Butterfly
The story finishes. That, the chief was watching the scene from the window and laughs to the poet's anecdote. He brings the poet and with some respect and rewards sent him back to his home.
Yanis
Yes, that was chief of bandits, not 'The Impostor'. He has got my guardianship without informing my next of kin and without I have done anything to their society except that we have offered our skill and knowledge to them. They sign in my place, take my incapacity benefits or whatever it’s called and pay it to volunteers to annoy me in the street such as the goon who had sent me to police, called himself Christ-Man. I went to San Berry Store, in Silvers Green last week, Wednesday 28th February 2007 at six o’clock evening, after three years that I had not been in any shop. I bought something that was one pound and nine pence. The operator did not scan the item. Instead she entered one pound and thirty-three pence. The security of that big shop was next to the operator. I enquired why she did not scan. The security answered, instead of the operator, that people were in the queue, and that if I had complaint I should call the manager. I had to pay one pound thirty-three pence. They wanted to create an episode for me. My stutter and face clamp started again for a couple of days. They are paragon for cruelty. They steal from a mentally ill and two maiden girls I have with me.
Manny Butterfly
I was searching last year to see what was the meaning of abbreviation AS. I had heard that this had been a disease attributed to Einstein and Mozart and some other famous people especially to engineers. Einstein believed having certain type of craze that had also, genetically passed to one of his sons. For example, in Princeton he frequently was seen lecturing to an empty classroom. As the part of the explanation for AS I noticed that the author had written,"they (AS people) can learn to talk in the same way that we (healthy f*rting people) learn to play piano. I could not find any place that can explain how we learn piano and how we know it is different, except that recklessly we f*art. Einstein was fifty-two years old when he moved to the US and at that time people did not learn English language when they were young in schools. They used to learn just a little daily French language as the second language. Einstein students could not understand what he said, though as the student of maths and physics they should learn a bit of German language. This lack of language communications had made Einstein to become distressed and make funny things. Mozart, too, could play, as it is said, piano better than f*rting.
Wolfgang Strauss
We could not finish story of birds when they were in search of the 'king-eagle', king of all the birds. The 'red wisdom' was a peacock whom was trapped and enwrapped in a leather hide. Red wisdom is red because they come to him unsolicited. He has not violated their peace. They violate him without pretext. It is red because 'love' is rebellious and gory from the 'beginning'. That prevents the outsiders to dare its arena.
Manny Butterfly
We have a game; it is like dodge ball. We call it 'bear in the middle'. One or two are bears in the middle and other children have the ball, throwing it to each other while bear should recapture the ball and save himself from being the bear. One who loses the ball becomes bear in his place. Children, who have the ball shout, "We make the bear to dance! We have the bear tail in our hands." passing the ball to each other.
Hence after many years the noble lords and ignoble commons- in the country of Sildavia- passed the bill covering the mentally ill people to each other and mentally ill and his supporters were dancing like bear in the middle to catch the ball.. The previous legislations were based on the idea that law looks progressive in competition with country of workers; to show that everything here is based on extension of liberty and freedom of the individual, rather than collectivism and ignorance of individuals when jurisdiction goes to the verge of gauging the trade-off between state, society and individual. They wanted to advertise that the doors are always open except in very rare and extreme occasions that individual, with all cares and with a lot of built in facilities such as the legal representation and appeal and observation of courts and right of challenge and explanation of rights might lose his freedom, without being subject to torture and humiliation and degrading behaviour. As already we said and all the world was also informed that there is a likeliness of glitch at the turn of millennium for the 'monstrous machine' to nineteen hundred instead of two thousand. From few years before millennium that this warning was issued and the power sharing in the world looked completely monopolar to this date that the world has changed back to polarised in sharing of power, nothing in terms of ideology has found the same effectiveness to influence alteration of laws toward a more freedom of the individuals. This encouraged the ever increasingly and dominant tendency of suppression by the authority such that at last it started to wrap up the law that even by the most arrogant and fascist elements had been denounced as the extreme, unworkable, and wrong and deliver it to the society. King chopped the head of the 'Bill'.
Cyrus
I mean, in the human history, as we progress, human beings are inclined to impose more safeguards on the authority than putting more shackles on the individuals. This is a criterion that we always can use for testing a law or a regulation. It is because we have experienced and have got that lesson from the past that it is easy for authority to abuse the power such that it corrupts the root of the institutions that human has devised to reduce its struggle and frustration when it is confronting the blind and brutal actions of the nature. Hence when he is fighting with those forces to bring ease for his life he can be sure that nothing from the back, from other humans, might mar and foil his attempts. That is, increase of individual freedom and curbing of authority freedom is a forwarding arrow equivalent to the progress of history itself. The laws written against freedom of choice of mentally ills and coercing them into the authorities institution supposedly is to prevent some fifty murders committed by the alleged mentally ills. They say out of nine hundred thousands only fifteen thousand coerced into the forced institutional treatment. That number shows that a million of population were at the mercy of some diagnosis to lose their freedom without effective power of appeal. It is enough to make a mistake or abusing the power to lock up only fifty individuals. That number is the base of legislator for validating the coercion. Those wrongly diagnosed fifty have no way to return as normal individuals back to the society. In the next stage, out of those fifteen thousand it is enough that only fifty people not to be released on the due time. Society should not lock up open-ended an individual because he has been somehow outrageous in an occasion that has occurred. For example, if a drunken person kills somebody on speed driving or in a spontaneous fracas they do not hang him or give him life imprisonment for murder.
Cyrus
I mean two million people are in a situation that in the modern 'risk averting' society are defined to be in need of psychiatry, or psychologist help or counselling in a way or other way. They are shaky or something. Half of them do not refer their problem to the society gears, because of different personal reasons. One can find hundred reasons for their avoidance; for example, some of them are frightened, or they are not aware of such facilities, or they do not know if they should refer their personal problem to a so called professional or they believe there is nothing in the society that can help to reduce their problems. They remain unknown and undiscovered by the authority. Suddenly one of these unknown population kills a stranger in the street or kills an acquaintance. This constitutes, let's say, ten out of the fifty killings attributed to the lunatics. No law by the government can prevent this, even if they compulsorily screen the entire nation with whatever criteria that they have. I hope I have been clear in conveying what I mean in this short paragraph.
Cyrus
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