Jesus, Yeshua, was a real historical individual, specifically he was Satan's sockpuppet. He really was the metaphorical son of a higher power: Satan. The adversary, not the creator.
Obviously Satan's son would claim to be the son of god. Duh.
Logical-rhetorical perversity: anyone claiming to be the son of god is almost certainly the son of a devil. Anyone who genuinely was the son of god wouldn't need to say anything about it.
Also, /headdesk moment, who isn't the son of the creator? That's the whole point of an ultimate creator: everything is their child. "Son of god? Yeah, me too. And this chair I'm sitting on. And this coin. And those sticks and rocks. lol, introduce me to your drug dealer, also the son of god, they're selling good shit." (The shit, also.)
The divinity of a true high-power avatar doesn't need to be advertised. Folks would spontaneously come up with the idea, or some functional equivalent. They recognize the Lordship, whether they can put it into words or not. The domination is all but unmistakable.
Jesus was the antichrist. Saviourhood is mental illness, so the saviour and the antichrist was the same person the whole time.
Jesus' plan was to save humanity until it was so crippled it was incapable of living, even helped by saviours and superheroes. Slaughter through mercy. Cloaking an attack in the guise of friendship. Etiolate Discipline until it goes catastrophically, irredeemably low. Give the child the candy they demand until they starve to death, because apparently nobody will accuse you of murder.
Seems to have worked out pretty well. Satan was indeed a higher power.
Rather than looking like a murderer, they will get violently upset with anyone who suggests
the kid needs vegetables. "How dare you accuse me of bad parenting." Guess he'll die. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
P.S. You can't save someone because net worth is a genetic soul trait. If it would raise their net worth, it won't work. They can afford to live by paying for it, or they can't afford to live. They ca also choose not to buy it, unless you violently enslave them.
P.P.S. The vegetables thing is kinda a joke. The kid needs meat.
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