Jeebus fracking crust on a wet cracker.....the things found while doing a simple a net engine search

People are desensitized... it's been going on since the beginning and continues to this day

sin abounds.

people hate the Truth.

An example of how much cannibalism repulses me--

In my mid-20s (1980's) I did cocaine and crank for 1.5 years. I then stopped on a dime....which I've been told can't be done, but I did.

Although I did not use coke or crank, I did have nightmares wherein I found myself in front of a big mirror, with a big pile of cocaine on it, and a big fat line made up ready for me.

I had those nightmares for six years, 10-12 of them a year. I never used in those dreams. Not a single time did I snort up that line. I would wake up drenched in sweat almost every time....to say it was an unholy challenge is an understatement. I prayed and intended for relief from those dreams for six years, all the time.

I've told this story before on GLP, but it bears repeating--

I arrived to an Abnormal Psyche class early - off ALL the classes for this to happen in - and I sat down and put my books on my desk. There were a group of students across the room talking, and they were talking about Jeffrey Dahmer and cannibalism, because he had been murdered that day in prison.

Because I had an aversion to cannibalism, I was gently tapping my forehead on my books, very quietly saying, "No, no, no"....I just really didn't want to hear it.

I lifted my head back up, and there on my book was a little pile of white powder. I was incredulous in an epic way, lol, as you can imagine. I put my index finger in it, and rubbed it between my thumb and the finger, and it became instantly numb. I then smelled it, but no odor.

I was so stunned, I got up and left the class, and walked around in a hazy daze for three days....heh, because shit like that doesn't happen everyday. It tears one's senses of the fabric reality wide open.

But STRAIGHT UP, I never, ever had a cocaine dream after that, heh. I had become healed of the addiction still left in my cellular structure in that one moment of revulsion.

Do you see, wherein like attracts like, the depth of the revulsion I felt about cannibalism matched the revulsion I felt about the cocaine dreams?

I suppose in that moment of deep dislike for cannibalism, my spirit saw an opening, and the last addictive vestiges of the drug were repelled from my body in the form of a little pile of white powder....although it was a manifestation, and the powder didn't really come out of my body.

That's how strong my aversion is to cannibalism, it's enough to knock the snot out of ANY addictive nature hanging on. Most of us know that addiction is a unholy bitch made of hell on earth.

Somebody posted about "desensitization"....heh, I'll tell youse guyses true, I'll be the last person standing if anyone thinks I'm going to be desensitized to this most egregious activity of eating others of their own species, or ffs, eating themselves!

Fuck me running, I have a hard enough time having to eat ANYTHING, because it was all at one time alive....

Well in your case, you could get throat cancer from the HPV

For the life of me, where did this come from? What does this have to do with cannibalism?

Ahhh, you must be one of those bots....those dumbass bots....

Good story. It is crazy, this world, reality, our minds.

So hard to grasp, slips away. How to change things? Our

emotions, fears desires. So frustrating at times. Things

fixing themselves, seemingly. Others seem to need a collision

From another orbiting star. Wanting to run away, can't cause

It's still with you, stopping you. Aaaaaahhh. Call to my

Spirit guys but they seem busy. Years go by. Encourage me,

Please.

Hence, my becoming vegetarian.

* Satya

I agree, not a very appetizing subject.