04.05.08
Sufi hyena tactics: declare victims ‘crazy’
Sillykitty comment.
I was grateful for your audacious comment, which deserves some thought, but I do have to make one objection:
you wandering around for long period of time–fakir! yes, of course. it is a normal reaction to having had a psychotic break, or breaks
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You are describing your own experience, not mine. At no point did I suffer a psychotic break of any kind. In fact that moment was one of the most cold-bloodedly rational of my life. You should be careful of trying to understand or label others. That’s what the ‘sufi hyenas’ want: to drive their victims into the ground and them declare them ‘crazy’. Blaming the victim in some variant. Whatever it is that I was describing I survived it quite sane. You are assuming some who is not part of the ‘system’ is ‘crazy’, a disservice to yourself also.
This is my fault for being too vague. You were pestering me for autobiographical details, and, against my better judgment, tossed out a few details, with misleading results. That also is part of the sufi hyena strategy: make the exploitation so tricky that the victims can’t retale the experience to protest.
The situation described is no big mystery: as a graduate in classics who spent three years in the Peace Corps I lost my chance for a PhD and entered the Great American Economy during the stagflating seventies as–well, a penniless student of Greek, the classic type. With zero economic prospects. I found a niche–cab driver.
Wouldn’t you know, one of Gold’s students ripped off my hack licence (and tried to do some voodoo I suspect on my identity, to no avail), so I was really having a problem. Zero assets, zero opportunities. Nobody hires a Greek scholar, for anything.
I rapidly found a new niche: temp waitering in NY: a cash cow if you go down to canal street five am for the absentee calls. You have to learn how to walk into any restaurant and fill in on the spot, no questions, no fumbles. I made myself a good grubsteak on that but starting reading up on vegetarianism. I was nauseated by the whole deal, hamburgers in greasy joints, and decided I didn’t want to start over with such a grubstake, and got rid of the money and decided to simply live in the streets. It was quite a rational decision, resulting in a subsequent evacuation of the Big City for the wilds west of the mississippi. Where I lived quite well on road. Etc…
So, anyway, don’t project anything on me. I am not easily comprehensible.
I fear, SK, you have been found out, your disguise penetrated. I will have the same problem I had with hucklebird: a friend turned into a human torpedo.
I am not worried. Hang around and I will alert you to the red warning light moments. Meanwhile I won’t be talking about my life much very soon.
But I think that we have rediscovered something I pointed to last year: these sufis don’t want the world to know what happens to their ‘students’. They are isolated, sometimes appearing as ‘crazy’, or easily slandered so, and complete sitting ducks.
We need to consider a strategy for dealing with this subtle form of sufi crime.
sillykitty said,
April 6, 2008 at 12:16 am
nemo!!!
thank you for setting me straight–very well-deserved. you are right. I frequently make assumptions about the imagined ‘sameness’ between information that appears ‘similar’ to mine. i apologize. related to this material, i think is a ptsd reaction–a grasping at straws of meaning where meaning was stripped so totally away. to find parallels–meaning. etc…
please accept my apology.
it MAY be possible that you were under voodoo attack? or no? you say no more personal details but still–i’ll ask. the moments i speak of and now refer to as psychotic breaks (i only call them that because that is the label that the shrink used and it seemed right) i did experience with great lucidity as well–now that you mention it. fear…but total clarity. big mind. or no-mind.
of course, the sufi-hyena school at this point responds that that was i!t–a brief awakening! a machine-shattering moment’s view of the ‘enlightened’ mind! who-hoo!
this is where it gets tricky with them. people exposed to terror MAY experience ‘awakening’ right? strip every convenient psychic prop away from someone and something WILL crack and something else(?) open.
so the sufi-hyena school very smugly sits back and says SEE! that’s it. we accomplished what we set out to do. ‘awakening.’
in the same way i guess you could say that a smashed plate has been ‘awakened,’ or ‘liberated’ from it’s plate like identity. too bad though because the enlightened plate is also dead.
then they (sufi hyena school) explain some of the related fall-out (like the person is obsessively terrified by anything to do with them) by saying the ‘machine’ has recoiled in fear (of the awakened state!?!) and ‘gone back to sleep.’ the machine 9or conditioned personality) ‘resists awakening’ and hates ‘essence’ because only by repressing ‘essence’ MAY it live! so the machine becomes highly ‘reactive’ a word the scientoligists love to use, translating loosely to mean ‘spiritual loser.’
(should be sung to the tune, ‘beauty school drop-out’ from the musical, grease.)
we could look at survivors of auschwitz and probably guantanamo, and the other sites we don’t know about yet, etc etc as well as any survivors of extreme shock and trauma in amy milieu–and we might find in their schizoid, fragmented ptsd, a kind of lucidity that might have something to do with what the sufi-hyena school (i think) calls awakening. ??? (maybe one of them will write in to correct me on this if i have my dogma wrong.)
and maybe they are even right. if it means that the person will NEVER be the same again, and will never re-enter society in the same way ever again. (this to do with paranoid ptsd fear and NOT awakening.)
if they are right about the ‘awakening’ thing, and i’m not saying they are–here’s the rub–the ENDS do not justify the means!!!
it is a moral crime to shatter a machine to free it’s ‘soul.’ in fact, it is murder. the defenses of the personality are NECESSARY and nothing proves that more than the spiritual crimes of these a-holes.
please allow me make this point and please forgive me for probably getting lots of stuff wrong.
i won’t make remarks about my assumptions about what happened to you. i wish i knew more. i think you are a survivor of some nasty dank shit though–and i’m really glad you made it through whatever it was as well as you did. (assumption assumption assumption–forgive me. i am your friend.)