Sunday 23 September 2018

I'll make everyone who does good deeds part of the nobility? LOL SMOKE CRACK!

CRACK IS GREAT.
IN MODERATION.


BEING A SICK ISLAMIC JIHADI ON CRACK AND LIQUOR AND WEED IS GREAT.


shh.


Christian gangster on undercover mission being an Islamic terrorist...   Check this dude out.



He was a really smart student and wan't to be a spy but didn't want to kill people, or join the goverment, so he became a civilian missionary, who on a spy mission as a free thinker who was pretending to be an islamic jihadi.

He had to do it, just had to.  He read the Quran and figured that you could get laid and be forgiven. He had to convert to Islam cause Islamic girls were really hot.

He knew Christ could be God, or whatever, but he figured Christ liked him, or something, and he should just be himself and study and smoke weed and get laid and socialize normally.

He had that attitude that the government has absolutely ZERO, I MEAN ZERO, right to throw him in jail.

He should have had that attitude that they had ZERO, i mean ZERO right to put him in the mental hospital nad say he was mentally ill.


Until of course he was mentally ill.  He had social anxiety problems.  That was their problem that no one noticed.

His parents didn't notice, and his doctors didn't notice, and his schools didn't notice, and his buddies didn't notice.

His bodies noticed something was kind of wrong with him but they didn't want to say because they thought people would just slander him and try to phsyically hurt him.

So he smoked weed sometimes, he wasn't mentally ill.  He was doing fine in school.  He was doing fine in his hobbies.  He was physically almost a specimen of greatness.

But he did have some profound issues, he didn't have anyone close he trust anymore.  He had foolishly cut himself off from his parents.

At this point he took some magic mushrooms his friend said he didn't really like, and we assume they meant they don't like mushrooms.  He figured he could experiment with magic mushrooms.

An evil spirit attacked him and he had a bad trip.  He almost committed suicide, standing on the top of the railing on a 12th floor balcony.

He had been suffering from depression, addiction to bad erotica, social withdrawal. 

Now he needed dire spiritual and psychiatric help, but all that happened to him was that he was taken to the hospital and admitted to psychiatric ward as he was not talking.  He was in such shock after the devil drove him so close to committnig suicide that he was unable to properly communicate.  His parents came to his university city, and took him to the hospital, after his friend called them.


The devil prays on lonely confused men who are having legal issues, or any kind issue, and tries to drive them to commit suicide.



 He wasn't properly diagnosed at Saint Michael's hospital in Toronto.  They didn't figure out his problems, they just tried to lock him away for a long time , then they put him on drugs.


It was malpractice.


He had no recourse.  His family wasn't even aware that he was sick.  They would yell at him, telling him he was not mentally ill, to get a job.  He couldn't do it, it was likely his social anxiety type of problems which were driving him to be unable to interact with society normally.

His parents had given him no teaching about almost anything.  they had never sat down and explained things to him, just hitting him with instructions and short bursts of commands.


He was frazzled, banged up, out of the right way.  He was lost in fact.  The church didn't come after him to help him either.

He was told it wasn't a good idea for him to go to Church since he was mentally ill.

He didn't like the cruelty in the old testament and liked Muslims generally and didn't want to go to Church that badly anyway.

He became extremely socially isolated, playing video games all day and having no serious conversations with anyone at all.

He read the Encyclopedia.

He wasn't smoking cigarettes or weed because he was afraid they made him sick and he didn't want to be a drug addict.

Now he was doing fine in his home schooling process, learning about public administration of a nation through his video gaming.   He was also studing history throuhg video gaming, playing historical simulations in the classic video game franchise civilization 3, back in the day when they had those great historical simulations you could download from apolyton.net.

Ask veteran civilization gamers about apolyton.


Now he wasn't insane you see, but he had social anxiety and miseducation problems.  What he needed was some conversation about friends, teachers, strangers, criminals, girlfriends.  He had had none of that from his parents and he had no idea how to make friends or avoid danger.

That is why probably he was socially paranoid, but he also had a problem with the devil concept, fearing the devil so much he wasn't willing to speak about his problems.  He also had a problem thinking people were evil, having heard so much evil things about the past. He was afraid to speak to anyone.

Now because none of this was corrected, you see his education career was almost doomed, he was certainly anyway not going to be able to hold down a career in school.

He did go back to his university after a year of convalescence, he was able to figure out enough of how to go to school that he felt he could go back.  He didn't understand his human condition enough, and wasn't ready for it.  He felt like a failure again and was so humiliated he was depressed and couldn't go to school anymore.  He managed to do well in his term back but he had a terrible time with his second semester.  He took cocaine and drank a lot of beer one night, and his mom got cancer and his girlfriend left him, and he had a psychotic break.  He just couldn't go to school and finish the semester.  He ran out of money, he was out of touch with his family, his dad wasn't supporting him. 


He couldn't get a job because of his social anxiety issues about work, his self esteem problems, his strange sense of motivation and un motivation.   He was too confused. 


He wound up going to the hospital, being declared psychotic, and spending 1 month in hospital.  He was so afraid he was going to be a useless insane infidel and go to hell.  He was clinging to religion but he had no good religious to explain to him that he didn't have to go to hell but could turn away from sin and repent and he could overcome this problem with sin that was shaming and humiliating him so bad he couldn't face reality.


He was messed up.  He went back to live with his parents, and brother in their apartment.  He and his brother has a beef because of their incest problem, porno addiction, desire to be a male slut, have sex with lots of hot women, et cetera. 

He was so frustrated with his brother he almost broke his neck.  They hit each other in the head very hard with metal objects.

He knew he couldn't continue to live with his brother, and he didn't want to face his family and confess his life to them, he didn't trust his parents at all, nor his much older brothers.  He trusted nothing and no one. 

He could go shopping and cook food, play games, study from home on different subjects.  But he had no decent social life, and it was beginning to look like he never had at all.  Indeed a fair assessment of his life at this point would be that he had never ever ever had a decent social life at all.

But the people at the hospital didn't analyze him, and they didn't know about his problems.  He was hospitalized but not treated effectively, and now he was just chilling and about to drift into a horrible disaster.

(Part 1)

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