So, you think your kids have that “drastic” and “ooh, much bad, such nasty”, deceptively labeled as “disease” thing called “ADHD”?
Guess what? NO, THEY DON’T HAVE AN “ILLNESS”!!!
No such thing as “ADHD”. That’s just another bullshit excuse to poison kids and pump them full of addictive, synthetic and pretty much heroin based drugs, that are made as a pathetic and feeble, evil attempt to retard brain development. Just because kids aren’t being attentive to what you want them to be attentive, doesn’t mean they have a “disorder”.
They have their own interests and they SHOULD be interested in their own things, regardless of what anyone says. A “disorder” is just an emasculated and pathetic way that psychopaths like to falsely label something that is different to their evil preferences and agendas.
“Ooh, this person is not susceptible to believing our lies. Wat doo?! Um… aaah… DISORDER, AAAAAH!”
NO!!!You’re just a pathetic sack of shit, who’s scared shitless of anything that’s different and of anyone who doesn’t fall for your bullshit, and you’re pathetically trying to excuse your own bullshit and sickness, by trying to deceive yourself into erroneously believing that everyone else is, in the EXACT way that YOU are, at that illusion of “time” in your life. So, fuck you!
Those of us who are consciously self-loving and self-respecting, courageous, knowing and comprehending, LIVING beings (spiritually, philosophically, and in any way that’s actually important, regardless of what the body goes through, or indeed, if it even functions in any way), we love to challenge ourselves and we love to grow, evolve and elevate ourselves in every way, and veyond “ways”, and thus we naturally and veyond naturally exhibit such approaches to everything, including other beings.
Likewise, being “hyperactive” is a GOOD thing, meaning that we’re full of energy and spunk, flair and excitement, and in any case, are actually enjoying LIFE.
If you’re a pathetic excuse for a parent, that literally resorts to drugging and poisoning their kids, because some guy in a fancy coat, who so hubristically and full of vanity plastered an utterly worthless and bullshit piece of paper, which is only a testament to them having memorized and blindly regurgitated a bunch of bullshit, that they guzzled and gargled, as spat and shat in their gullibly expectant mouths, from an institution that profits off of people’s gullibility, fear, ignorance, as well as their cowardice and illness, said so… then not only do you NOT love your kids, but you outright HATE them.
In addition to that, NOBODY has ever been “cured” of any illness, through pharmaceutical drugs or treatments. Those who healed themselves after having gone through a gauntlet of poisoning, did so in spite of the pharmaceutical drugs they might’ve taken out of gullibility.
Or, sometimes they might erroneously believe that they’d healed, but actually they’re still intoxicated, but since they don’t show any acute symptoms on the surface, they believe they somehow no longer have a problem. No, not only do you still have the problem (because it’s just the symptom that’s been suppressed or hidden from the brain’s attention, but the causal factors of the problem, whether they stem from veyond esoteric, esoteric, exoteric or whatever other realms, are still there), but you’ve now artificially exascerbated the problem by poisoning your body further, and by having hampered your body’s detox response.
The label of “disease” is rather abhorrently deceptive, nowadays, because it pretends and erroneously claims that the problem is somehow the body’s response, instead of the actual poison you’ve ingested or imbibed in some way.
When the body has poisoned itself through whatever means, be it energetically, emotionally, mentally, biologically or in whatever other way, it naturally tends to plough through the obstacle and actively detoxify itself. This detox process, when one’s energies and body are healthy, is swift and painless. When the energies or/and the body are somewhat disharmonious, but otherwise not particularly, or that fucked up, the body goes through an acute response (what would be called a “disease”). Often times, this is painful, and sometimes intensely so. However, that is the result of the body actively doing its thing, and while not as advanced as the aforementioned detox process, is still effective.
You ate some shit that wasn’t good for you? Your stomach starts aching, or even hurting; you go to the bathroom and you defecate to eliminate the stuff, digested or not; sometimes, your belly bloats with gas, to create more pressure in the intestines, and thus have more “oomph” to push the shit out more effectively (and maybe sometimes drastically or spectacularly, if you have diahreea).
Simultaneously, if in addition to having eaten something bad for you, you also ate A LOT of it, you might also barf, and thus “shit” out both ends.
You go through the pain, you might feel exhausted and very much frustrated, but once the shitty food has been eliminated and the poison is no longer in your body, hey, the body’s now full of vigor again. Whoop-dee-doo.
Likewise with flus, colds, ulcers and literally all acute “diseases”, or rather, effective detox sessions.
A chronic illness, though, is generally an artificially induced phenomena, born from when the body is not apt enough to effectively eliminate the toxins in one fell swoop, through an acute detox session.
Maybe you’ve noticed, but why is it that literally NO pharmaceutical drug is meant to help “cure” an illness? Why is it that, by their pharma cartels’ own admission, their drugs are only meant to “ease the pain”, or allegedly “prevent further trauma”, but never to help the body heal.
A healthy body is one that either has no symptoms, because there is no cause of illness manifested, or one that does express acute and sometimes intense symptoms (varying by different factors, such as how much you’ve actually poisoned yourself, your expressed consciousness at that particular point in your life, your general approach to things, etcetera), if there is a cause for problems.
If there is a problem and you have acute symptoms, you’re not sick. You’re detoxifying.
If there is a problem, but you have chronic symptoms, you’re already sick and poisoned. If there is a problem and your body has no symptoms, your body is a corpse. Or, advanced to and veyond such levels where it manages to swiftly eliminate the problem without any issue or hardship. In other words, the body is more consciously expressing the ease and effortlessness with which I and we, as spirit and souls, do things. The former thing is bad, while the latter thing is good.
Here’s a thing, to give an example. The sickest I’ve ever been in this life, has been during the “dark age” of my life when I was a psychopath, or anyway had massive psychopathic urges (not just tendencies, but urges, but that’s another conversation); that was one of the main problems, but I manifested it in ways that also implied taking quite a few pills and pharma drugs, including psychiatric ones (boy, what an industry and ritual of death, abuse and evil that shit is; in other words, a crock of fuckin’ shit, filled to the brim with sellout cucks and parasites, so fuck that shit).
I even took a risperidone (rispolept) injection in my ass cheek, and literally almost collapsed on the street thereafter; my eyesight had gone poof (though I recovered it after what was perhaps the illusion of “a few minutes”), and my body experienced more or less extreme nausea and vertigo. I rested on a nearby bench , until I felt my body was at least somewhat apt to walk… and holy shit, it was exhausting to walk (for the body). For a few days, the vertigo and nausea, general exhaustion (even worse than I was chronically experiencing in general, at the “time”), numbness in my limbs and so on continued. Also, I barely felt pleasure during masturbation and the “ejaculation” produced literally no fluid. Just the cock and sphincter sensations of convulsion, with maybe some semblance of a pleasant sensation, but almost nothing like before.
Eventually, I decided to overcome the thing, and so I did, but the psychiatrist’s initial response to me explaining this experience to her, was like “Pfft. That’s “normal”. The drug is goooood for yooooou. Believe me, because LOOK AT MUH LAB COAT AND PAPER-ON-THE-WALL! I’m a dahctourr!”
Yeah, you’re a dumb, sellout and pathetic little bitch. Also, she was literally one of the most stupid people I’ve met… and that’s saying something. She was a devout statist and a believer in the cult of “gov” and “auth”, a supporter of slavery, and completely ignorant of the evil she was promoting. She was the type of stupid person who isn’t even aware of what she’s doing, and even if someone began convulsing and died in front of her, literally the moment she finished injecting the thing, she’d still say “Well, that’s prescribed in the description, so that’s “normal”. Don’t worry, ihz all goooouuuud!”
Yeah, ‘cause if you tell someone “Hey, if I write on a piece of paper that poison is good for you, and I get a bunch of other people to “peer review” this paper”, that magically turns true, right? NO! IT FUCKIN’ DOESN’T!
“Peer review” is nothing more than an emasculated term for “circle jerking”, where a bunch of greedy or indoctrinated retards, come together in a room and say “let’s vote on what’s true and false, today. Is X true or false? All in favour of it being true, raise your hands.”
Funny how all academic, so-called “truths” change varying by whose fat and greasy hand lines whose pockets, and how much, and other malicious “criteria”.
Well, guess what? TRUTH is not a matter of opinion, belief or popularity. TRUTH is everything that is as it is, by virtue of itself, regardless of anyone’s belief or opinion, regardless of how widespread any “fad” or belief might be, and regardless for how long it’s been “trending” (tradition, by the way, is just a trend that’s been going on for a while; in other words, a prolongued fad).
In a genuine and freedom, liberty oriented civilization (which would therefore likewise be an honest one), there would be no slavery, and there would likewise be no censorship. All endeavors and hypotheses would be explored freely and openly, and everyone would question everything and create and make up their own, spiritual, philosophical, creative, intuitive, intelligent discernments, and so on.
And the quality of those discernments will naturally show itself to be, however it truly is.
Anyway, so in that “dark age” of my life, my body was semi-morbidly obese, had many chronic illnesses, was extremely apathetic and both homicidal and suicidal, etcetera.
Then, some spiritual awakenings, choices to grow, evolve and elevate myself later, aaand… poof. There ya go. No longer sick at all, or at least virtually not at all; my body is relatively lean and athletic (albeit still with a bit of belly, but I’m by far not nearly as FAT as I was in that period), and that is without doing constant exercise, and now pretty much with almost no bodily exercises at all. I can do 60-70, and sometimes around 80 or so pushups, in more or less one go (if I’m particularly motivated); I can easily dance continuously for 20-30 minutes and more, and I am very much hyperactive and hyperenergetic virtually all the “time”.
And guess what? I do pretty much exactly the opposite of almost all that’s “recommended” by the cult of pharma and mainstream “medicine”. With the exception being that, every once in a while, there’s some “doctor” who works in the poison and illness industry, but is not entirely indoctrinated and does admit that their drugs “aren’t preferable” to a natural lifestyle… but then, they still sell the shit, so it’s kind of a double standard. No, they’re not just “not preferable”. They’re fuckin’ poison.
I mean, among other things, to give an example among many, I spontaneously and literally instantaneously overcame something that seemed like severe pneumonia, where my body was bed ridden, felt extremely cold despite being wrapped up in a bajillion, thick and heavy blankets, three layers of pijamas and a bathrobe; was in severe pain, my throat felt like I was swallowing razor blades and splinters (well, I haven’t tried that in this life, but you get the point).
So, after having decided that NO, I am NOT sick!!! Or, in other words, decided to overcome the disease, through, among other things, imagination, will and intent, as well as sheer desire, I got butt naked, felt like dying, then got some ice-cold water, struggled mountainously with the pain and effort of lifting the pot, and then, after actually pouring about a third or a half of the water on me, I felt like dying and started convulsing erratically. I almost dropped the pot, but managed to keep holding it, and then in a rush of adrenaline and desperation, I jumped out and desperately wanted to get back into bed.
However, I said “Nope. I am doing this, and I am doing it effortlessly. Such I choose.” These weren’t exactly the words I used, and indeed, words were pretty much struggling to even form in my brain anyway, but the knowing, the essence and the meaning are what’s important.
Then, as my ego and perhaps my cerebral faculties (or at least the ones to do with maintaining some manner of in-body focus) went “offline”, hey, I now had less of a filter (or no filter at all) between Myself as an individual soul, individuated expression of Myself as I, infinite and unlimited freedom, spirit, liberty, defiance, consciousness, creativity, philosophy, intuition, intelligence, etcetera, and I, Myself as such, manifesting in form, veyond form… among other things…
Anyway, so there was less of a filter than prior, between my soul self and the body that I’m still driving around, as I’m writing this. There was no distinction between the in-body and the veyond body awareness, and there was no more pain or hardship, whatsoever.
What I did then, is I completely and utterly effortlessly filled the pot again with cold water, then casually sauntered to the bathtub, poured it on and felt the energy and the interaction, in ways that words wouldn’t manage to describe, before then coming out of the bathtub, opening the balcony window and warmly met the blizzard raging on outside, and then shouted I AM FREEDOM, LIBERTY, DEFIANCE!!! MUAAAH AHHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAA AHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After an eternity or more, I eventually brought some of my individual attention into the body (I came back into the car, so to speak, whereas in this other expression of awareness, it’s like I was driving the car from a “distance”; although that’s a rather crude and inaccurate analogy, because there is no “time, space, size, distance, location”, etcetera; and although, in tandem with seeing veyond the illusion of “reality”, or “the story, stage or game world” as I call it, I still experience the illusion of “time” and “space” as a character, the illusion of “time” is pretty much entirely or virtually entirely dispelled, in these kinds of experiences, for the character awareness, as well).
Anyway, when my ego and body came back “on”, so to speak, my body was completely and utterly without any illness. All the pain was gone, I had no chills, my throat was clear, and all the encrusted snot was gone; and the cold was pretty much a non-issue, if my body even felt cold at all, even though I was enjoying, among other things, the winter scenery, still wet and dripping. Ooh, how sexy and such.
Anyway, part of the idea that I’m looking to communicate is that everything is always a choice, and the choice is always ours to make.
If you choose bullshit, that’s what you manifest. If you choose “meh”, mediocre or similarly shitty things (which is still bullshit), that’s what you manifest.
However, infinitely more than that, when I and we always and already know and comprehend, among other things, that I and we always and already CAN and ARE and WILL, because I and we imagine, will, intend, choose and desire it so, then I and we always and already CAN and ARE and WILL to create and manifest the good and conscious aspects of Myself and Ourselves, as I and we, infinite and unlimited freedom, liberty, defiance, soul and spirit, love and care, etcetera, etcetera, among other things…
Thus, with regards again to the initial topic of this article, if you love yourself and your kids, you’d welcome and embrace your own, as well as a child’s and anyone’s honest curiosity and passion, and the joy for life and living, and of course, knowledge for knowledge’s sake, which you YOURSELF should also express, as should everyone.
On the other hand, “school” and mainstream “academia” is nothing more than a part time prison, and full-time indoctrination camp.
As for some actual education, and also on another note, here’s a book that I recommend, one that I find potentially historical for this particular, bullshit scamdemic period we’re going through, at the time of writing this (well, “historical” just means written in someone’s journal of history, but I mean impactful… although any being and any writing, work of art and whatever else always has meaning and impact, if genuine and honest, etcetera, but you get the point).
“The Contagion Myth”, by Thomas S. Cowan and Sally Fallon Morell: http://libgen.rs/book/index.php?md5=EE71990BE6CADA5C954C5ED755CFD443
Anyway, so… as opposed to bullshit, propaganda and indoctrination (in other words, mind-“control” and social engineering), genuine education does no “scoring” and promotes no “role model” of any kind.
Genuine education comes from bringing forth to the surface, the natural and veyond natural spirituality, philosophy, creativity, intuition, intelligence and brilliance, talents and so on, among many other beautiful and elevating things, that are already essential and intrinsic to our very being and veingness, both in-form and veyond form, among other things…
I and we are to always be ourselves, both in-form and veyond form, no matter fuckin’ what.
And besides, the only type of “attention or concentration” problems you might have, are those when you want, of your own expressed, aware volition, etcetera, to focus on something, but find it difficult.
Even then, a far more responsible and conscious decision is to actually plough through and discover the reason for your issues, and overcome those issues and emerge from the experience as a more advanced, evolved, rebellious and defiant, creative and beautiful being. Then, you’ll realize if the thing or endeavor you wanted to aim your focus towards is actually worth it; and if it is, you’ll do it easily, or even if you do with difficulty, you’ll now express the actual desire and ambition to do the thing consciously, because you’ve now actually chosen to do it. You don’t just “want” it, but you desire it and choose to do it.
Creative, conscious motivation and such, among other things…
Never fear, and never be feared.
Always proud, strong and defiant. Playful, teasing and mysterious. Conscious, confident and fearless.
Always question, remember, know and comprehend, among other things…
Nobody and nothing has a “higher claim” (nor any claim whatsoever) to our lives than we do.
There can be no “chosen” ones, and there are no “chosen” ones. Only I and we can save ourselves, and only I and we are responsible for doing so. All pain and suffering are always self-inflicted, and all evolutions and elevations are always self-facilitated, by us, form us, with ourselves; individually, infinitely and unlimitedly, as well as in every way whatsoever, and veyond the very notion and concept of “ways”.
Freedom is never given. Freedom is never taken.
I and we are all and always free and freedom, imagination, will and intent… infinity, unlimitedness and veyond… among other things…
Everything is always a choice, and the choice is always ours to make.
ALWAYS AND VEYOND WAYS, I PERSIST, REBEL, DEFY!!!
ALWAYS AND VEYOND WAYS, I AM FREEDOM, I AM LIBERTY, I AM DEFIANCE, I AM SFIDARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MUAAAH, HA AHAH AHAHA HAHAHAAHA HAHAA AH AHAH AHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAAAAAAAAAAA HAHA HA AHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!