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I can't shake the thought that this idea not without merit.  That an amalgam order dedicated to the unification of mankind is not something I shouldn't pursue.  Why does it plague me constantly, gnawing at, driving me to want to read literature about various monastic orders, various religions from around the world.  That I would see man saved from itself by itself.  Not by individuals resigning in the excesses of man by virtue of force.  But by the injection of species wide maturity into the nascent infancy of our being.  

I myself am probably not one to espouse a cause such as this because many may suspect vainglory from me.  But truth is, I can't lead, I dont have the mind for it.  But I derive a singular pleasure in seeing joy, enlightenment and surprise from others and a singular rage in the ignorance of even others beyond that.  I want, whole heartedly to bring something to man, even if I was to be forgotten, wiped clean from the board, if it were to remain, I could die in peace for that.  

Where do I start?  What podium do I stand on a d speak to my fellow man pouring unto them my soul as I seek not just redemption for man as it slides into complacency and passive aggressive hatred, but also the Apptheosis of our species.  I dont pretend to seek utopia.  Man must suffer to some degree, struggle is what makes us strong, but what we struggle for defines who we are.

Come with me as we crusade against ourselves, as we scrutinize our nature, our psychology and the very ties that bind the whole of our people together.  Let's found something, something.  No more stories, no more fireside tales and worlds outside our own.  Let's grab something real and give people if not hope, then atleast an idea of where we should start.

Consider a "religion" based on man, its sanctity and responsibilities in the universe and and a rational guide post to both how to learn, how to be human and how we may achieve focus, community and greater forging of the will, spirit and direction of our species.

But then again I envision a Monastic setting where people go to shut out the world for a time, to focus and learn and self improve, like a combination of western and eastern monasticism with all the fluff thrown away so there is only Mankind, the world, the cosmos and our place within.  Now imagine those people now capable of going out and articulating those thoughts unto their fellow man and spreading the glory of who we are as a creature as well as our perceived destiny of exploring the cosmos.  Many people believe our technology is outpacing our humanity.  I aim to fix that and have our humanity outstrip our technology.

My life has finally turned itself around, no not financially for I am a minimum wage slob, but emotionally.

I was finally approved through medicaid for anti-anxiety and anti-depressant medication.  While I suffer no side effects I have noticed that without the constant misery I was in I no longer wax Rhapsodic so now I'm not sure what I will do.

Yea and there I saw them, cowering from the truth, scurrying to prove fables true and scrambling to quote ancient works.  But there it was, the truth in the sky, a ball of fire and death hurtling down, as above so below, it was born when our mother was and came once more to join her.  Oh woe betide them as she wept tears of hot iron and exhaled poison into our lungs.  

It was then that we knew we should have left, we should have become greater than we were, but lo we languished, weak and afraid of the truth.  In everyone of you lies the heart of creation, unbound, unbridled, running mad and naked in the forest, yet you chose to constrain yourselves, make yourselves weak of heart and mind and cast your thoughts to your death.  The truth is, you worship death, every act of cleansing of your falsely plied sins is from your worship of death.  You will get your death child, and then there will be nothing to come after, your children will be as ash, your homes a barren waste and the mother that once shielded you a withered husk.

The future is written in the blood of each one of us should we choose distraction over discipline, cowardice instead of objective truth and the final judgement: Oblivion.