If everything, or nearly everything, in the world was a deception,
would you want to know?For me personally, I would answer without hesitation "Yes". But many people would not. It turns out that I am not a typical person. In fact, I am very much atypical. However, my mother is a typical person, and she does not want to hear any of my "propaganda" that everything she believes is, well, propaganda. Sharing what I have learned is "insulting and dishonorable" to her. So my knowledge of the deception we are living in our world
from the moment we were born has alienated me from my own mother.
Actually, the world we were born into contained no perceivable deception for us as babies. Our world was very simple from a baby's perspective. Our mothers were everything — our devoted caretakers, our greatest protectors, our providers of nourishment and comfort, and our most trusted and loving connection to another human being. But as we grew and learned more about the world, things went downhill from there, though as children we were not aware of it. In fact, for most people, they die unaware of the deception.
The fact that so many die unaware that they live in a world of deception is due to a combination of how well the deception is constructed, and how receptive we are to the methods used to deceive us.
The bulk of people in the world (around 80%) are very receptive to the methods used to deceive us. Psychologically they are
Followers. This psychological type nearly guarantees that they will not question the dictates of the "authorities". The hierarchy or pecking order will be respected by these Followers, exactly as our controllers (the highest authorities, the
Sociopaths) desire. The Followers will be told what to believe, and they will believe what they are told. Religion is the classic example of this, and the congregation of any church or religious order (as it will be about order and following orders) will be filled with Followers.
My mother is a Follower, and I am not. Due to this fundamental psychological difference, my mother, the center of my universe as a baby, wants nothing to do with me as an old man. I, on the other hand, would love to remove the blinders from her mind
to let the truth set her free, just as it set me free, but I have been repeatedly rebuffed. It is clear to me that she falsely believes she is already free.
None are more enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free. Naturally, it pains me to see my mother enslaved, but she finds comfort in her enslavement, and wishes to die clinging to that comfort. The best I can do is respect her wishes, and so I do. But I will always remember the center of my universe when I was a baby, and will wish her enlightenment when she departs from this deceptive world — the World of Deception.