My friend was considered a “crackpot” by the lunatics, hated and dismissed, but secretly envied and feared. It is obvious why “The club” was terrified, they allowed his intellect to keep functioning until the inevitable peak of his discovery, through his Unity with Life, led him to the final understanding of what is really going on, and what is really orchestrating humanity’s reality.
They allowed him enough room to expand on his research for the ultimate purpose of parasiting and leeching that knowledge obtained through his personal sacrifice, and to use it against the same humanity that was being used as a tool, as usual, to be both guinea pigs and executioner. it is always the same old story, nothing has changed in thousand of years.
“The club” had it easy, they always do. A few words of defamation here and there, a small play in the masses psyche by means of emotional outbursts, while bombarding them with poisons from every angle of their sad existence …. the masses fell for it.
Only a few souls survived after the day Wilhelm Reich was imprisoned, what I mean by this statement is that only a few true souls carried over the True and Honest message left by Him, regarding the reality of Life, and it is thanks to those souls, that we have access to his work. One of them was his dear daughter, Eva:
The world paints super heros with long capes and flying abilities. They usually speak english and only congregate at a very particular location of this vast planet Earth. I find this peculiar, and I must admit that I have always considered this concept of superheros so mediocre and boring, that it does not deserve a moment of my attention, the only reason I am dedicating a few words to this subject, is to compare it to my kind of superhero.
My super hero is quite different, he has no cape nor does he speaks perfect English, he has a very thick Austrian accent and has a heart condition. He smokes heavily and even drinks a bit. He has a bad temper and does not take crap from anybody. He calls a “spade”, a “spade”, and, above all, He is free, for He has found out what Life is. He is one with It and wants the rest of his fellow men and women to be at the same privileged place, so that they may finally understand, who they really are, and the True power we all hold. And, we all know how the story ended ……
After her father, Eva Reich is my second superhero.
It is thanks to her, for she made possible the distribution and accesibility of his father’s literature to every body, and not just to a handful of intellectuals, (many of whom, do not have humanity’s best interest as part of their agenda), that I sit here today, with with eyes wide open, having a clear understading of Life, a clear vision of who I really am, according to Reality, according to Truth, a Truth hidden so deep by countless veils of deception and lies, that it takes a super hero to endure the painful process of tearing down those hineous layers, one by one, to reach the Core and expose it to a humanity soaked in lies. This is my kind of superhero, this is why it is personal, it is very personal, the suppresion and distortion of Wilhelm Reich’s work is a crime against humanity.
An incredible difficult task is to select only a few captions of Wilhelm’s Reich writtings in this section, to clear any doubts regarding the “Crackpotness” of his intellect. One can open any book and start reading any page, there is just so much wisdom, so much Truth, so much sense in his writtings that, confronted with the possibility of which sections of his writtings to select as a representative of Truth, I will go as far as compare it to selecting a section of the Orgone to be witnessed by the World, it is impossible!, although, he did make it possible, with his Orgone accumulator. Well, this section is a bit like that, a Wisdom accumulator of Truth. I know this makes no sense, it is difficult to follow my train of thought, by I do know what I mean, just keep reading!
A “crackpot” view on Work Democracy
Impeccable, not a superflous word, not a fraction of an inch to give way to mis interpretation, a straight forward clear and to the point affirmation:
My gooooooodd! how is it possible that people are not screaming out for this kind of message to be applied on a practical basis as from NOW! …….
Can I just break down the paragraph above, just a bit, to expose the visionary nature of this statement: “As long as human intellect is dulled by irrational concepts of life, freedom of commerce will take the form of imperialistic piracy” … wow! multinationals, anyone? this World is indeed, presently owned by a handful of imperialistic pirates, my dear Wilhelm. They control what the masses eat, what sickens and what cures them, they control their attention to a kindergarden level of intellectual engaging subjects, they control what they think and they control how they react to that pre-determined pattern of thinking, they control what they breathe, they control what they feel. Human intellect has been dulled to the point of no recovery. But, the riddle of that good old death instinct theory finds a reasonable approach by the old saying: “Self chosen are the vows that fall upon man”. Some philosopher said it, cannot remember who. I agree with him. It is a very liberating statement, indeed.
A “crackpot” view on genuine freedom
Freedom, as presented and described by The Club, as accepted by the masses, enters the World record of being the single most grossly diverted and bastardized definition in the history of bullcrap.
Freedom to choose a million escape routes that lead through a maze of phantasmagoria offered to the gullibe, seemingly assisting them in their eternal fight against “non freedom”, offering them sign posts towards this ever elusive way out, almost appeasing that yearning to be free, and finally, allowing for an escape route where the human herd finally congregate, trusting that finally, freedom has been found, in alcohol, in drugs, in fiction, in pornography, in money, in god. It is all the same and one, one single monster with many heads, as many as needs may arise from the individual that does not know his inner power, and where real Freedom is to be found.
A “crackpot” view on the nature of the observer
Another profound and logical statement that I hardly expect anybody to understand. My friend’s writting style is very rich and dense, following his functional way of thinking, not a single word is of waste. To be able to follow Wilhelm Reich’s work, your intellect has got to be at the same level to make sense of his message. This is not a pretentious declaration, it is a fact. I understand that human reasoning has been dumbed down and degraded to a critical level, the bare minimum I would say, to survive, but I also want to believe that we all still carry that ancestral memory in our genes, that asks questions sometimes, about the absolute bull crap version of pseudo reality that The Club has concocted for us.
He is referring to the Ether, or what he termed “Orgone”. He states that the orgonotic function of the observer, being as well part of that orgone energy field he, himself is immersed and permeated in, has got to be unimpended to be able to comprehend that which he is observing, the Ether, the Orgone energy field. I thought I could make it sound a bit more simple but I made it worse. The fact is that there is no other way to describe it. You are part of Nature and you must observe Nature as being one with It, not an outsider, not above It, as reliegion states, not below It either, but as One with It. Nature and Orgone, part of the same and the same thing.
But the observer’s senses have been unimpended beyond repair. He cannot see two inches further away from his own nose, and anything beyond these two inches, is artificially reproduced by The Club in a 3 dimensional format, within a virtual reality that claims to be his or her reality. And he buys it. He supresses his inner bullcrap meter when it finally rings, and trusts instead, the 3D version of his reality as presented by The Club. Pathetic.
A “crackpot” view on patriarchy
I repeat, patriarchy has nothing to do with the male sex, in fact, more women than men usually hold this disgusting attribute more fiercely than their male counterparts, they are the “guardogs”, they suppress and anihilate any hint of aliveness and spontaneity as soon as they “produce and deliver” their offspring, infant after infant, as in a conveyor belt at a grotesque factory, Life and Insticts are instantly supressed and replaced by robotic artificial guidelines, turning the precious “birthed” creatures, into yet, one more idiotic subhuman.
True, these laws and guidelines against Nature were implemented by a few bearded enemies of Life, somewhere lost in a far away distant middle eastern desert (let us not go into Re-lie-gion right now…., things can get really ugly if I start expressing my thoughts about this most grotesque and disgusting fabrication of the bearded ones …… ), but the brutal teachings of the “bearded ones”, with their bearded god up there reigning supreme and establishing pyramidal estructures of power to try to control Nature, would have been long ago forgotten and eliminated, should not their pestilent breath have been allowed to perpetuate generation through generation by the very mothers that allowed and consented to the very first voice raised against Nature. Instead of using that most infinite and might power of being a Mother to those to be “bearded ones”, they allowed the first insolence, then the second, then the third, pretty soon they themselves, were victims of those bearded ones they gave birth to, becoming participants into welcoming into this World, generation after generation of pathological entities, no longer human, but sub-human, for anyone that goes or even confronts Nature, ceases to be human.
Instead of exercising their power as Mothers, educating, enlightening and folllowing the Laws of Nature (all they had to do was look around and learn from animals), they spoiled that generation of bearded ones by granting them the power of being right, when the bearded one in turn raised his voice against the Laws of Nature. And so the whole thing degenerated to the point of leaving a world for their future generations, where the only purpose they serve is simply being birth machines. Senseless acts of selfishness for the purpose of mass producing a race of sub-humans, ready to scream the name of their bearded god up there and kill for him.
A logical question should arise in the alert reader’s perception as per the nature of the first original thought against Nature: whence did it come from?, …… if the first bearded one was part of Nature himself, how was that first thought against that which created him “implanted” in his psyche and how? …. how was it even possible to begin with? …… no blade of grass, no little bird up there, not a single cell does what humans do, confront and defy Nature. Again and again they get their ass kicked and subjugated, and off they go again and again, trying to control It. But its okay, their bearded god will redeem them, I forgot, sigh ………
I do hold my own theory regarding the nature of evil, but I am diverting too much from the subject here. This is what my friend has to say about patriarchy:
The above caption is from Wilhelm Reich’s book: “The function of the orgasm”.
See, Truths as above written, can get anyone in trouble nowadays, imagine almost a century ago, when the seeds of evil where being validated with every stenched breath taken by a society ruled by, mostly, bearded men and their offspring. And yet, He had the bravery to publish these words, being ahead of His time by a thousand years, unlike those breeding machine idiots that allowed for the offspring that emerged from their bowels, to raise their voices against Nature. This is what I mean by being a Man. And He did not have to wear a beard to demonstrate it. There, I said it.
Sure enough, Life claims Its validity constantly, and even the most disgusting fabrication against It, such as patriarchy and its clubs and pyramidal structures, get dismantled and turned into ashes as soon as morning light peeks up through the horizon, for Life is never estatic, but ever evolving, hence the continuous need for fabrications and stupidity by The Club, in order to remain within the realm of the living. They can only parasite off that which is alive, in order to survive. But parasites only thrive within a rotten structure, and one’s intellect can only be allowed to decay and rot, by unilateral consent. That’s the beauty of Life. In other words, no matter how much of an idiot an individual has been shaped into being, by constant propaganda, by constant stimulation, by constant noise, by constant implantations of lies within his or her psyche, there is always a time in everybody’s life, when Truth knocks at the door revealing a message that usually goes against everything one has been indoctrinated into believing, you better be home to open that door, or keep being dragged deeper and deeper into that well of the pseudo life orchestrated for you, by The Club. That is not real life my friend. Go and read Wilhelm Reich and you will know what I am talking about. If you get it, that is.
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