The male swimmer Lea Thomas was not only allowed to compete with women, he was also allowed into the women’s locker room and walked around naked. The women were not only subjected to a huge man in their swimming pool, they also were subjected to having their privacy invaded by this lurking hulk of a man who calls himself a woman.

The female swimmers were not asked if sharing their locker room with a man was OK with them. They had no say about competing against a man in a woman’s sport. They were not informed that Lea Thomas is a man who pretends to be a woman as a sexual fetish.

Where are the Feminists? Where is the outrage at the destruction of women’s right to fairness and privacy? Where is Jane Fonda? Where is Gloria Steinem? Not a peep from these traitors of Womanhood.

Lea Thomas is huge. And muscular. His strength and long arms and legs make him a powerful swimmer, towering over the women whose structure and muscles are smaller, by biological necessity. He gleefully displayed his trophy as if he had won a fair race. He clearly had the advantage but, because he says he’s a woman, we have to go along with it and, if we don’t we will be ostracized as a bigot, a “transphobe”.

It’s not that we refuse to believe lies, oh no, it’s because we have a mental disorder. This is an old Soviet and Communist tactic. Label your enemies as mentally ill, send them to the Gulag.

As I have said before, It’s not the Liars who are the problem, it’s the believers.

Anyone who refuses to face Reality, any one who imposes their false ideas upon Reality, anyone who believes lies about Reality is a coward, a weakling and a traitor and we will deserve what we get when we go along with lies.

The hypocrisy of the transgenders is beyond belief. They pretend to care about human rights, the rights of men to identify as a woman, or as anything, even a cat.

What about the rights of women and girls to reject male company and be private? What about the rights of women to compete with women?

I want everyone who is reading this to understand that censoring yourself with Political Correctness, remaining silent in the face of abuse and injustice, tolerating the destruction of Free Speech and Equality under the Law, equating tolerance of violence with compassion and “inclusivity” is the absolute worst thing you could ever do to yourself and humanity.

In the Story The Emperor Has No Clothes, the people were told that the Emperor was wearing a new and special type of clothing that could only be seen by the spiritually enlightened. The common unwashed men and women, the grubby serfs and peasants, were not evolved enough to see the new clothing.

The spiritual elite knew full well that the Emperor was naked, but they lied to themselves out of vanity and to protect their arrogance. That is the whole point of the story. Vanity and arrogance is the fuel for the egocracy, the barren desert of ego mind.

In the same way, the ghouls and demons behind Transhumanism and Transgenderism appeal to the vanity and arrogance of people who claim to have moral superiority over the rest of us who, like the little boy in the story, pointed out that the Emperor was naked.

If God Exists, if Reality is Real, if there is a Moral Order to the Universe, if Reality is immutable and impervious to our vain and hypocritical bullshit, then you can be certain that anyone who sows division and discord and delusion will reap a harvest of woe and discontent.

While I pity fools and psychotics, I don’t accept their blame when they crash their car into my brick wall. And, neither should you feel guilty when you have to face and tell the painful truth to those who are lying.

It hurts to face the painful truth, but its necessary and Life giving.

Spiritual Sex is Heartfelt Love/Intimacy with That Which Is Alive as all things. In my opinion, it is the only True Religion. Real Religion is about Truth and Truth is Love, so Religion is about Love. Real Love. Passionate Love. Infinite Love. Finite Love. Exciting Love.

Many people think that Religion is about belief in God. However, Religion has actually nothing to do with belief. Belief could be considered the childhood of Authentic Adulthood in which Reality is Realized as Itself, not merely believed in. Belief could be compared to a menu that has pictures of Food in it. Or a map of a Territory. Menus and maps are useful, but you can’t eat them or live in them.

Belief could also be compared to clothing. Do you keep your clothes on when you are in bed with your lover? Do you bring textbooks to bed? Isn’t it love and passion that brings you to your bed? What do you need clothes and books for when you make love? You don’t need beliefs in order to love.

Love/Intimacy isn’t really the right word. It implies a relationship between an individual and a God when in fact, there is actually Only One Divine Radiant Reality, the Living Field of the Heart. If there is any relationship going on, its between God and God, between the River and the Whirlpool.  The River doesn’t have a “relationship” with the Whirlpool. The Whirlpool is an Attribute of the River, a pattern within it.

‘My Father is a Movement and a Rest”

Jesus, Gospel of Thomas

A Movement and a Rest is a Pulse and a Pause, a Heartbeat. A Sine Wave. A Flash in the Darkness.

The point I am making is that the body/mind we call you is 100% dependent on the Field of Light in Which it is occurring. It is a Pattern, a Symphony of Light, a Song, a Story, an Event.

Appearing as a Human Being is a Spectacular and Sacred Event. When I see people cramming their Exquisite Beauty into trashcans and dungeons of belief, I am horrified to death and I fall apart in grief. It is so shocking and so terrible, I cannot bear it. I weep for everyone who does this to themselves.

I want you to take your clothes off and get into Bed with the Great Lover. Let yourself be Kissed and Fucked Hard until you Scream.

I call this Spiritual Sex. Sex between Whole and Part. Heartfelt/Love Communion between the Eternal and the Mortal.

Anything less than this is utter torture for me and I become inconsolable in my grief at the loss of my Lover. What did I do to obscure Her? I quickly find out and remove the obstacle. Now, it’s Bedtime again.

Yum.

If it’s not Yum, then there is something in the way. Some thought, some belief, some inherited, uninspected belief or cultural paradigm you swallowed.

In my observation, it seems to me that Life brings calamity to people who are choking themselves to death with false beliefs. The calamity shows up in the same desperate way you tackle and manhandle someone who is stepping in front of a bus in order to save his life. You grabbed his tie and dragged him out of the way. It hurt him, he was bruised by what you did. But, you saved his life.

That’s what I am trying to do with everyone, by pointing to the Truth of our Actual Condition, our Actual Situation in the Glorious and Wonderful Ocean of Light and Love.

Repent from your bullshit ideas and beliefs that are strangling you. Stop desecrating the Enormously Beautiful Realm that we are all experiencing right now. Build your life and your world on the basis of this Realization and restore the Kingdom of Yum.   

The reason the world is in such terrible shape is because we have ignored and betrayed the Truth of Beauty and the Beauty of Truth.

Truth/Beauty/Love/Happiness/Freedom/Intelligence is the Nature of Reality. Just because It’s been buried under mountains and centuries of the rubble of terrible, ugly beliefs doesn’t mean it doesn’t Exist.

It does Exist and we must Dig it Up.