Although I was now almost exclusively using X as my source of news, it was still not hard to see that there were legions of worthless genocidal maniacs out there who would straight out tell you saving the planet was more important than the future of humanity and still have the cheek to insist you are the delusional one for seeing straight through their self-serving apocalyptic nightmare.
So many people argued to me that whatever was happening didn't affect them and it was going to happen anyway. They would claim it was just a matter of opinion without ever saying they thought I was wrong. There was nothing I could say. And then, after the event, they would of course claim they could never have known at the time. But not before they had called Trump and Musk, and by extraction me, idiots.
The soyboys, simps, snowflakes, Karens and God-hating NPCs from the 'woke' degeneration will look on in shock and awe as these patriots seize back the once-proud ideals that have been jettisoned in favour of some drunken Marxist Barbieland credit card binge. It was 2020 all over again, but there was no Q this time to tip me right over the edge into madness.
97% of what? I don't get it...
Will this make the cut?
Carl Jung was famously asked in an English-language interview if he believed in God. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Difficult to answer... I know." And that is the nature of God, either you know, or you... choose not to. It is not a question of belief, belief is not enough. What if Jung had been right about God and about synchronicity and about what was written in the stars? What if we really are living in a virtual reality of our own making, a simulation generated moment by moment by our own consciousness? And what if our consciousnesses are all linked in some way by something physicists know as quantum entanglement? What then is the nature of good and evil, where does it all come from? Why do we fall for the grand deception, why do we keep on deceiving ourselves and telling ourselves we cannot be well and truly... Good?" What if everything does happen for a reason, but only if you resist the temptation to call it fate and embrace your God-given power to learn from your own mistakes and those of all humanity?
I'm looking forward to this one!
I went to sleep with Joe Rogan and woke up to someone whispering in my ear that we are living in a simulation governed by the laws of quantum mechanics.
Mind blown.
Who's to argue?
Read the reviews on Amazon, they glow!
https://www.amazon.com/Mandula-Adrian-Courage-ebook/dp/B09XVLKCNS
Then hit me up for a copy of the mind-bending updated version, coming soon! Screw Amazon, I can make it on my own!
We need a new paradigm in self-publishing! Help me out bro!
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Oh wow, you can zap me now!
More poetry to follow!
Anyone know how to self-publish a whole book and earn crypto. People love Mandorla, but publishers won't touch it and Amazon, etc. take a massive cut and I also have to pay withholding tax in Hungary. I'm happy to publish it for free as it's important that people read it, but I want to make some money. In the meantime, I'll be posting extracts here.
You can't hide from God, Adam.
How's this for a first page?
You have to understand it all made perfect sense at the time. As far as I was concerned, the world as we knew it was coming to an end and I couldn’t let that fact pass by unnoticed. I was one of the chosen few who knew about The Great Awakening and so here I was, the man who would come to herald the good news in all his glorious nakedness. I was the second coming. Not of Christ, but of Adam.
Full disclosure. Fig leaves be damned.
I had exposed myself so you didn’t have to. The great cover-up had gone on long enough. What it all meant I couldn't say exactly. All I knew was that it was time. Things had run their course. I stripped off everything and stepped out into the cold Budapest morning. No shoes, nothing. I took only my phone.
Hello world!