The myth is told in Book III of the Metamorphoses and tells the story of Echo, a mountain nymph from Mount Cithaeron, and Narcissus, a hunter from a Thespiae in Boeotia, known for his many admirers and his beauty but also his callous rejections of those admirers.

Echo was a “very talkative nymph” whom the goddess Venus admires for her magnificent voice and song. She distracted the goddess Juno by talking for hours while her husband Jupiter had affairs with other nymphs. One day, when Echo tricks Juno into believing that Jupiter was in the city, Juno curses Echo by making her unable to initiate a spoken sentence on her own and instead only being able to finish a sentence started by someone else. “Yet a chatterbox, had no other use of speech than she has now, that she could repeat only the last words out of many.” This is the explanation of the aural effect which was named after her.^[1]

Narcissus was born to Liriope, a Naiad, and Cephissus, a river god. When he was born, Liriope asked the prophet Tiresias if he would live a long life, to which he replied “so long as he never knows himself.”^[2]

The prophet’s words would prove to be true as, sometime after being cursed, Echo spied Narcissus while he was out hunting deer with his companions. She immediately fell in love with him and, infatuated, followed quietly. The more she looked at the young man, the more she longed for him. Though she wished with all her heart to call out to Narcissus, Juno’s curse prevented her.^[3]

During the hunt, Narcissus became separated from his companions and called out, ‘is anyone there,’ and heard the nymph repeat his words. Startled, Narcissus answered the voice, ‘come here,’ only to be told the same. When Narcissus saw that nobody had emerged from the glade, he concluded that the owner of the voice must be running away from him and called out again. Finally, he shouted, “This way, we must come together.” Taking this to be a reciprocation of her love, Echo concurred ecstatically, “We must come together!”^[4]

In her delight, Echo rushed to Narcissus ready to throw her arms around her beloved. Narcissus, however, was appalled and, spurning her, exclaimed, ‘Hands off! May I die before you enjoy my body.’ All Echo could whisper in reply was, ‘enjoy my body’ and having done so she fled, scorned, humiliated, and shamed.^[5]

Despite the harshness of his rejection, Echo’s love for Narcissus only grew.^[6] Echo’s fellow nymphs prayed to Nemesis to punish Narcissus with a love that was equally not reciprocated. Nemesis caused him to fall in love with his own reflection in a pool of water where he wasted away and died, unable to take his eyes away from the beautiful youth he did not recognise as himself. Narcissus, looking one last time into the pool uttered, “Oh marvellous boy, I loved you in vain, farewell”, Echo too chorused, “Farewell.”^[7] When the time came for Narcissus’s funeral, people came to where he lay, but found no body. All that was left of Narcissus was the six-petalled white flower arranged around a golden centre that was named after him.

As the other nymphs took Narcissus into the afterlife, they wailed a sorrowful song, and Echo repeated the last syllabic wails back in sadness. When the river master of death brought Narcissus on the boat across the Styx into the afterlife, Narcissus stared at his reflection, in unrequited desire.

Eventually, Echo, too, began to waste away. Though she was immortal, her body faded and her bones turned to stone until all that remained of Echo was the sound of her voice.^[8]

Narcissus and Echo (45–79 AD), wall painting from Pompeii

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How the hell did we get here?

Working on two philosophies to see how we got here. First is not looking where you fell, but where you slipped. Funny enough this led straight to the second philosophy, find the source. For this particular slip we need look no further than:

Psychiatry .

These “doctors” are on the forefront of our legal drug dealer trade, i.e. The Medical Profession. While at the moment everyone seems to be on about Big Pharma, let’s take a look at this branch of the business.

As it is generally accepted that Sigmund Freud was the founder of this “profession” best we look at him first.

He seemed to start off quite well…..

Freud initially believed his patients’ reports of sexual abuse by caregivers, creating the “seduction theory,” which linked childhood trauma to adult neurosis.

But. It would seem he got “persuaded “ to not just change his mind but do a 180!

He later shifted his focus to the “Oedipus complex,” arguing that such reports were often fantasies rather than actual events.

Now that, under the lights that have recently been turned on, makes me conclude that the same people ruling and programming you now, got to him! Another woman thought it was just to cover up parental abuse on a TINY scale to what we now know, the baby farms and orphanages…..

Florence Rush

Florence Rush (23 January 1918 – 9 December 2008) was an American certified social worker (M.S.W. from the University of Pennsylvania^[1]), feminist theorist and organizer best known for introducing The Freudian Coverup in her presentation “The Sexual Abuse of Children: A Feminist Point of View”, about childhood sexual abuse and incest, at the April 1971 New York Radical Feminists (NYRF) Rape Conference.^[2] Rush’s paper at the time was the first challenge to Freudian theories of children as the seducers of adults rather than the victims of adults’ sexual/power exploitation.^[3

Then, lastly a look at Freud’s mail.

He wrote a lot of weird stuff to his friend Wilhelm Fliess.

The Complete Letters of Sigmund Freud to Wilhelm Fliess

Thank the stars a chap called Carl Jung arrived about that time!!!

Carl Jung’s school of psychological analysis came to have a major impact on the psychiatric profession in the twentieth century. In contrast to his rival Sigmund Freud’s essentially mechanistic and rationalist approach to mental illness, Jung sought to dramatically widen the purview of psychiatric theory and practice.

I hope that helps you see the pattern and whom we are dealing with.

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or maybe,

lack of in this case. From the Chronicles II

We had one person that use to often walk in just before we closed and ask the prices on any equipment we did not
have tagged. He never bought a thing. I would let one of the other staff members deal with him, as I could not trust my
tongue or my temper. On one fine evening, about one minute to closing, he waltzed in and started his normal shit. Ten
minutes later I had had enough and told him we would like to close. He looked down his nose at me like I was some
unsavoury creature and continued to ask my colleague Robert about prices. I stepped back and thought about this for
a few seconds and then decided to tell him to leave. When I did this he started shouting, ‘Do you know who I am, do you
know who I am?’ Then he proceeded to tell me that he was a doctor and a personal friend of the owner. I am not
particularly impressed with doctors; their ineptitude at their chosen profession has nearly got me killed once or twice,
and the free way they handed out prescription drugs to my mother has caused me to view them as little more than legal
drug pushers. Plus, any salesperson with half a brain should naturally hate all personal friends of the owner, so the
combination pushed all my buttons at once. My reply was to uncover my gun and tell him, ‘This is a Smith & Wesson
and doesn’t give a shit about your degree!’ Then I picked him up and bodily threw him out the door.
That sorted that out, and we locked up and went home. The next day the owner phoned me and was highly pissed
off. Still not impressed, I told him his friend was an arsehole. Since most people actually like money more than their
friends, and the owner did the commission sheets himself, I managed to keep my job.
I was starting to miss days at work for a couple of reasons: sometimes I was too sick from alcohol abuse, and
sometimes I would not allow work to interfere with my drinking.

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There are so many! The journey of a Thousand Miles comes to mind, so, this is Step One to showing why I hate it so much. I can TELL you why in one sentence though….. ALL Religion is based on Evil, ALL. I shall endeavor to not damn prove it to you, that has proved to be a futile business. I can just give some information and hopefully ONE person that is still under the spell of these Religions will see a tiny bit of the truth behind the evil that is so prevalent right now.

They say to see who rules you just have to see whom or what you may not criticize. Oh. Facebook is the best litmus test for this. In 2019 I was hunting the “They” , I knew the “they” were definitely the whole medical profession that made it to the net, and the newly named Big Pharma . Me and Mike Jagger knew about them a few decades ago, so I aimed at that group. Boy that was a Pandora’s Box! I quickly worked out if you got in trouble on Social Media for a post, it was usually something that while a fact, you got “punished”. The closer to the answer I was looking for , the more I was banned. I found a lot of the 2019 “they”, a lot!

I was not looking for a racial group, I did not believe one group was any worse than the other. But, Big Pharma then already pushed me to look at one group , “they” seem to own or are the major shareholders in all Big Pharma, and per capita style, this screams at something, not kosher I would say. Then they were given a country, taken unlawfully away from the people that have ruled the area for modern times. So I looked what that country had as businesses that dominate the drug industry.

Slowly, slowly I found the “they”. Before the Epstein Files, way before .

Now I had the names of those that planned the whole “pandemic” which never was, although MOST people still refer to those times as not THE BIG COVID CON, but the epidemic, the pandemic and so on. Therefore in history it is now a real event, promise you, in less than 50 years if we continue like this, it will be an historical fact that it was a real plague of epic proportions.

Problem for the Evil Predators came with these Epstein Files. Now everyone has lots of names they can check into, and then do fuck all even if they agree 100% that these “they” are killing and eating babies!!!! I both like and dislike that they were released. It has done my fight, so far, more harm than good. It is fucking up my long time friendships too. We had “Trust the Science” basically proven to be a very dangerous thing to do, and a huge propaganda machine was launched to get this problem solved. It worked. People are still pro medical profession. Taking the 2026 Flu Jabs like the addicts they are.

So. Religion. Over the years I have written mainly about the evil I have experienced and seen done by the very diverse group that call themselves Christians. Bad fucking bunch to associate with if you are a good person. Their own book says, bad associations spoil useful habits. I saw this with my own eyes. A VERY useful habit is to think, and think your own thoughts. My father, most likely one of the most intelligent men I have ever met, creative like you cannot believe! His photography was so far advanced, using just light, I still cannot get some of his Table Top photos right, with a digital camera AND Photoshop. He had awards from all over the world up until… he found Religion. Via a chap, a Jew called Alex Helbron, then a Jewish Jehovah’s Witness, back in 1964/5. He then stopped entering any competitions, resigned from being one of the youngest Photographic Society International Judges and stopped taking incredible photos. Why? According to that Religion, at that time, a competitive spirit is an evil thing. Ag, the JW.org will deny that I am sure, just like they deny ever publishing anything that said that in 1975 Armageddon would happen.

The good thing about growing up a JW is: Boy do they fucking hate Catholics! I got every little piece of ammo I need now, to fight that bunch, from them. With all that I learned since I went looking, for…everything, in 1998, they are toast, with or with out fucking Epstein’s help.

I think that is enough for one post. This shall be a long series, if I survive and have comms ha ha.
Learn!!!

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