It is always difficult for me to decide how to begin a piece, and it is especially hard for me because the beginning of the idea for one piece is also an idea for another piece that I haven’t fully developed, so my writing becomes a mishmash of adding different ingredients at different times to different things that I’m cooking. The process is not understood by many, but it works perfectly for myself, so it takes me a long time to complete any one piece because I’m always writing many different pieces at many different times. I have my own history as to why I don’t solely focus on one piece at a time, but I will turn that into another piece down the road for better clarification (and thus you see what I previously discussed at work already).
To keep this piece from becoming about why I write in the way that I describe, I will attempt to jump right into the subject at hand, although I just want to give the reader some backdrop if pieces I write start to sound similar to one another, or you wonder why I introduce a topic and don’t finish it all the way in a specific piece (my favorite writers throughout history have used this style, and I think reading their styles as a child (and even today) has greatly influenced me in this regard, although I think I probably would have done a similar thing even if I hadn’t discovered this particular writing style).
I will be the first to admit that I am not that intelligent. Although in specific areas, I am a genius, in other areas, I am the biggest fool that you could meet. I think that just about every human meets this criteria, but I want to make this clear because I know that “know-it-all” accusations are coming my way, and this statement that I have made should clear up that accusation to anyone that is intelligent. Because I am not that intelligent in some areas, I have believed things that are lies (much like Descartes discusses in his “Meditations on First Philosophy.” I find myself relating to that work in ways that no one else can really imagine. It is the piece that I wish I had written). I regret believing lies, and believing lies is something that I would like to write about in the future (why I did it, etc. etc.), but I will suffice it to say here simply that I have believed lies in the past, and I am deeply regretful for it. Genuinely. I am ashamed at the lies I have believed. They have caused me nothing but harm, and getting rid of a lie believed is as difficult a process as there is on this Earth (and I say this without experiencing all of the difficult processes on Earth, but it is one of the most difficult things that I have ever had to deal with). My heart goes out to people that believe lies, and I want to discover truth and write about it, knowing that I’ll never fully succeed in my wish that everyone knew truth all of the time (even if they didn’t know everything that was true) and knowing that, in fact, there will be lies believed. This is one of the saddest parts about life as it is. It’s almost unbearable to me in some degrees.
I am fully aware that my writing may be disorganized, but I only write in ways that make me happy, and I’m sure I will discuss this in other pieces, although I frequently say things related to the subject of individual happiness on a pretty regular basis.
Analysis for me is intrinsic. If you want a comparison for me (that I’m sure everyone can relate to) about something that is easy for me and something that is difficult: lifting weights is difficult for me. It is difficult first and foremost because of my religious background, where I saw vanity as a sin to avoid, so I still, admittedly and sadly, avoid trying to feel attractive because I have trained myself to do so. This is one of the lies that I previously discussed, and I wish it was easier to break. It takes a long, slow process to get rid of deeply held feelings, which I do not always give people the benefit of the doubt about, but I am not perfect and I will not create guilt on my behalf in that regard (which is another particular individual emotional struggle of mine because of my religious background). I have written pieces about my nature before, but I continue to elaborate on it in multiple pieces in case someone reads this and thinks “Why does he do this?” when they haven’t read anything else of mine. But if you are a regular reader, you will sense these themes in all of my work, and that to me is a signal of my work ethic and my intrinsic nature, which I’m proud of (that being not only my intense focus on conciseness, analysis and elaboration, but the consistency with which I undergo these particulars. I am proud of that as well).
So now you have some backdrop (as you always do) so you understand me a little more and understand why I take the winding road to reach my destination.
As I said before, I’ll discuss my own personal history with how I viewed money intellectually and emotionally in other pieces, as well as how I viewed all forms of business, but I grew up thinking that money was the root of all evil. Basically every moral and religious argument against money that you could imagine I heard and believed. It is another thing that I am ashamed of. This idea is still rampant today, and it saddens me as I learn about what money is and other things relating this subject. Why there is such a thing as truth, and how one particular knows that truth, and knows that he knows that truth, or why a particular individual doesn’t, and all things pertaining to these subjects: these are my life missions. Because I enjoy conciseness and precision, and because these things naturally occur to me such as taking care of one’s body occurs to others, my life missions are just a logical extension of my nature. It would seem absurd for my life mission to come at the complete expense of my nature, so I’m thankful in that regard. You will often hear Argument A, and then they will give a particular reasoning for their argument. But you will then turn right around and hear Argument B, using the exact same reasoning as Argument A. This has been immeasurably troublesome to me throughout my life because of all of my various natures, and it is my mission in life to as concisely and elaborately explain this phenomenon with the hope that someone reading it can get help from it if that particular individual has the misfortune of having my brain at the particular circumstances that I did, where there was no one else that was giving me advice that worked (and it wasn’t because I didn’t try hard enough. That statement is true just as letting God into your heart won’t work, and statements like this are why I wish that everyone knew what the truth is so that people that don’t know the truth don’t confuse other people in a state of existential murkiness and intrinsic misery).
I do not know why we all don’t believe truthful things all of the time.
I still to this day battle feeling guilt for being so intelligent, so I don’t have answers yet to questions that I want answered, and this makes my processes of analyzing certain propositions of mine less sufficient than I would like, but there exists in this world a wide variety of circumstances for man. There are blind and those that can see; there are those that can walk and those that can’t; those who are considered “healthy” and those that are considered “unhealthy.” Religion taught me that if you are one of the more fortunate ones, you should feel guilty. This is no exaggeration: “Don’t take good things for granted”, religion used to tell me. Well, what does that mean if I enjoy something good that is happening to me? Does that mean that I am taking it for granted? Does that mean that I am taking it for granted unless I literally “thank God” every single second of my waking life? That type of idea is pushed by religion, and although it might not be that explicit, I think that implicitly, that’s what it is, as evidenced by how often you fail to meet up to whatever it is that religion is wanting you to live up to.
Some might say that I was merely misinterpreting a good religious message. How do we know who is correct? Should I just throw away why I think I believed what I believed to adopt their interpretation of my situation? If that is the case, why would that be good for me and bad for them? It is the avoidance of these types of questions that trouble me most about people, because this avoidance causes more destruction than people realize. It takes people like me, who enjoy this sort of thing, and whose nature it is to do these sort of things to keep people from messing their lives up more so than they probably could truly ever comprehend. Any feelings of anger towards me for my previous sentence are parts of the reasons why I am so passionate about truth (among other reasons that I’ve previously discussed, and which I will continue to discuss).
Individuality, including desires and what constitutes those desires being pleasant, are far more diverse than I could probably ever hope to understand, even though it is my goal to attempt to understand those things even if I never get there (Socrates). But I enjoy this sort of thing, and it is completely different from others whom do not derive this same pleasure as I do. Likewise, there are things which people receive enjoyment from that in my wildest dreams, I could not possibly understand. What is good for the goose is good for the gander, and all parties involved will say “If only person x does what I do, they would feel just as happy as I do if they gave it a chance!” I’m not being critical of this statement, because I feel the same way about my passions, even though I know this is not the case universally (meaning that not everyone that tries to do this will receive happiness from it), and likewise, people will say the same things to me, and it will be proven wrong at least some of the time (the exact amount of which might not ever be measurable). However, this difference does not mean some kind of schism within all that governs the universe. Still yet however, in my personal history, it was this exact type of statement that was made. You may think that I’m crazy, but allow me to elaborate on this insane darkness with which I was once consumed with.
If you do not know how evil religion can be, then you are probably trapped within it. You are probably at the bottom of a deep hole and thus ask “Where is this hole that you speak of?” I’m not here to convert anyone to any particular idea, but rather my attempt is to get to truths and explain to people why truth is what it is. I’m not here to say that what I believe is true because I say it, or for anything like that, even though sadly, these are accusations that I will face (one example why I care so much about truth and lies), but I’m simply here because I, on a very miniscule scale, realize the value of truth, and I want to impart that onto others. It doesn’t mean that I’m going to treat you like terrible pastors do their fearful congregation, or anything like that, but rather my process is going to include thinking about things the way that I do, analyzing why I believe them to be truthful to the greatest of my strict concise, precise and elaborate standards, and then hoping that if they are true (by however we can determine that), that a reader may peacefully discover this piece, read my information, and come to a conclusion in his own mind about the validity of this piece if it has any, and if it does have validity by however we determine that (validity meaning truthfulness) and he doesn’t believe it, then I hope that he will someday understand it and that I will be able to handle his onslaught of misinformation directed towards this piece’s author. (The epistemology of religion might be one topic that I don’t get into as much as other topics in my lifetime, but I’m sure that my best friend, Devin Stevens, will be more than happy to talk about this stuff to you if you would like to read more about it, and I personally look forward to reading what he has to say about it as well).
So I will not go into religion except to say specific things about my own religious past, and I will also discuss the epistemology of truth and lies, as this is a very important subject to me. I am not always the best at explaining why I believe what I believe, but I encourage skepticism from readers on my claims and I hope that any criticism will be justified and that somehow, the critic and the readers of myself and the critic can find some way to find out whatever the truth is in a specific situation (even though this does not occur in other areas of life like I wish it did, such as in media, etc. etc.).
My biggest tragedy that occurs in the world is people not accepting what is true. Either they do not accept it or they haven’t even heard what it is. This problem is never going to change as long as humans walk the earth, but that does not make it any less agonizing. If humans ever develop a cure for cancer, there will be those that avoid it on a religious-basis and instead opt to use “faith healing”, and ignorance like this causes unnecessary destruction. This is never going to change.
However, when something good happens, we can enjoy it and proclaim it to others. This is the only way to handle the difference between good and negativities that occur in the world: this particular action right here. We do not create negativities simply because we cannot get rid of them all, and we do not ignore the good that we feel when it is there. Just because there is bad in the world does not mean that we don’t enjoy the good as much as we can when it is there.
This last part is crucial, because combining the religious ideal of guilt for adventageous circumstances as well as running away from it are cores to my title topic. I want truth to be had by all, and I hope to speak truth if I can and explain it to other people so they understand it as well, and that is especially what I’m going to attempt to do in the latter parts of this piece (instead of explaining what I wish to do. Once again, you need the appropriate background that will hopefully allow you to understand more objectively what it is that I’m attempting to do instead of trivially dismissing what I have to say and missing its point entirely).
If we accept truth from things that aren’t true simply from an existential standpoint (meaning that we can accept that truth exists (not necessarily saying that something is true or not, but rather accepting that truth itself does exist in its various applications)), then we can continue onto this next point. Because humans are not perfect, we manipulate and deceive. We say that lies are truth, and downright deny truth’s existence. We are not always in the face of truth, and that is a great tragedy. However, it is still destructive to do these things that we are helpless to do. Just because we are all liars at some point in our lives does not mean that no lie that we tell will not have destructive consequences. Part of the linear logic of us being imperfect sinners means that our sin has to have negative consequences to us in some way or another (at different times and to different degrees, for whatever reasons decide that) or else sin would not be that big of a deal at all. In other words, if we didn’t experience negative things because of sin, then sin wouldn’t matter at all. But sin does exist, so we do experience negative things throughout our lives, such as deceit, manipulation (especially of dire circumstances), etc. However, just because we experience these things as an inevitability does not change the fact that they are negative. Let me be clear, because this is important. Simply because negative things are inevitable does not in anyway lesson their negativity. In other words, just because we all know that we are all going to die someday does not mean that we do not mourn and long for loved ones that have died. This is extremely important, because there is a teaching floating out in the mental ideas that because we are all sinners, we should all try to be happy anyway because God cares about our happiness. Let me elaborate on this part a little bit, giving you a little bit of my personal history.
Perhaps this idea was completely fabricated in my head at a young age, in which case I am only saying this in case there is someone else out there like me who is doing the same thing, even if 99.999% of people that have ever existed have never done this particular thing that I am going to discuss here. However, I believe that this ideology is prevalent among a lot of traditional religious ideals. I recall, when I was younger, either hearing or fabricating the idea that because God is perfect and holy that if we ever experienced anything that wasn’t happiness, then we were sinning. Let me repeat this: I recall, when I was younger, either hearing or fabricating the idea that because God is perfect and holy that if we ever experienced anything that wasn’t happiness, then we were sinning. Let me repeat this again: read the previous two sentences. Seriously, I recall having this idea that if there was any point in my life where I wasn’t happy, then I was sinning and I needed to ask for forgiveness. I swear to you on everything truthful that this is the case. I am trying to recall a specific message from which I adopted this idea, but I believe that if I did adopt this idea from somewhere that it came from a mishmash of mentally and emotionally painful ideals that spilled from pulpits, particulars of which I can not remember because of that specific pain. However, it is entirely possible that I created this all on my own accord, so I do not remember how this idea came into my head. All I remember is feeling religious pride because of this idea. It’s so embarrassing to admit this, but it is 100% true.
First of all, God promised us suffering as a result of the Fall of Man. So if I believed that God couldn’t lie, why did I have this expectation that I could never experience anything except for happiness, or else it was a sin?
Also, if I did fail in this regard (as I did), and I was sinning anyway, that still would mean that I was falling short of the standard, and thus I would continue to sin. In other words, if feeling anything except for happiness was a sin, then I would be sinning anytime I wasn’t happy, and then if I was sinning because I wasn’t happy, then sins essentially created each other and piled on top of each other so that my only “hope” was to live in a constant state of fear hoping that by the time I died, whenever that was (and it was going to be soon, in my mind, at the sinful rate I was going) that I had at some point received enough forgiveness of my sins from Christ in order to get there. But let me state this one more time, so that you can understand it better because I’m not sure if I’ve explained it effectively enough: not being happy is a sin. And then you feel unhappy because you’re sinning because you’re unhappy. So your unhappiness creates more unhappiness, and thus, in my mind, my sinning created more sinning. It was an absolute Hellhole, and if you’ve never experienced that, you are lucky. If you think that I have lost my mind, I did, in fact, at this point in time, lose my fucking goddamn mind. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, I promise you this happened and I’m glad that you’ve never gone through this, and I hope that people that have gone through this can relate. It is the worst thing that I have ever experienced on this earth.
Hopefully, I can find a way to explain to you that this experience is true, and I can explain to you why it is such a bad experience to have. But this idea that suffering is holy is the most important part behind my idea so far, because it now segues more into the title of my piece.
I believed that suffering was holy, and if you ask my best friend, Devin Stevens, about this idea, he can explain it more deeply to you than I can, but he has not published formal pieces about this yet, so I’ll have to wait until he does so I can link them to you. We discuss them regularly, but I’m sure that there’s some things that he will write that we haven’t talked about, so I look forward to him publishing them so you can read them. (I really enjoy them, and I discuss these things with him on a pretty regular basis. How do we know we are correct? I say this with absolutely NO attempt to sound self-righteous, but the only way for someone to know something that is true is for God to reveal it to them. I do not think that there is anyway that we know anything else. If you are asking me if God talks to me or something like that, I would have to say, in a way, yes, although I wouldn’t say that I hear auditory voices or anything like that. It is more of the same force such as how we know anything that is truthful, I believe. I’m not trying to purposely make non-believers feel bad: I’m simply trying to be as honest as I can).
But this idea that suffering is holy is common among a lot of religions, and it simply isn’t true for reasons that I’ll discuss in other pieces (and I defer you to Devin Stevens). However, the religious idea that suffering is holy, of course, has paved its way into every area of the world, including the areas of business and money.
I will discuss my own personal history in more detail in my piece about my anti-business mentality that I once had (and the other anti- mentalities that I had because of religion), but, as you probably know, there are wide swaths of ideologies that are anti-money and anti-business. They proclaim statements as “money is greedy”, “businesses are greedy”, “the love of money is the root of all evil”, etc. etc. Surely you’ve heard someone say these things before, or in fact believed them yourself. I know I sure as Hell did. I was more than happy to condemn CEOs to Hell in my own mind. For years. My life was so anti-CEO and anti-corporation that I eventually broke down. For years, I hated hearing about corporate profits, and I was outraged at the evil that was being perpetuated by them. At one point, I lie on my bed, watching T.V., and I was thinking about the world as I always do. It was becoming time for me to figure out what to do with my life. I needed to figure out how to make a living. And I broke down because of my anti-money mentality.
“If money is the root of all evil, but I need money to survive, then my survival and life itself must be evil”, I concluded. However, it did not make sense to me that if I needed money to buy good things that I needed in life that that was somehow “evil.” That meant that the entire world operated solely from an evil premise. Thankfully, God revealed Himself to me and I learned that evil forces do not govern existentiality, but rather that perfect benevolence does, and that meant that the most fundamental institution known to man to better man’s benefit, money (and whatever else was included in this that I didn’t know at the time) had to have been good. In other words, money had to be good because it was what made the world go round. If the world was not completely evil, as I now knew because of becoming a Christian, and there was something so fundamental towards the progress of this good world as money was, then money, and whatever else was involved, had to be good. It was simply too fundamental and occurred too often for it to be “evil” and for it to be the driving force of this good Heavenly creation known as the world. It didn’t mean that the world was perfectly good, but I knew that the creation of the world was good in and of itself, and therefore, something that operated this good world couldn’t be evil. It was simply illogical. And it was this revelation that made me first understand the beauty and holy creation that is money.
From that point on, I became obsessed with money, and learning about what the processes were that governed these businesses and things that operated the world. After becoming a Christian, I was reacquainted with a friend who had another friend, and it was from this person that I discovered Ron Paul, and then I started learning more about economics, and I continue to do so to this very day (this occurred back in 2011 or 2012).
The conclusion of this piece is rather ambiguous (so the liberals should love it), but fundamentally, all of our problems come down to what the truth is: what it is, why people don’t believe it, what the truth is that people do believe, etc. etc.
These are questions that I currently do not have a sufficient answer to, but if I ever do write something that I think is concise and elaborate enough about this subject, then I will direct you to it constantly any time there is a discussion about what is truthful and what isn’t.
I apologize for the ambiguity of this piece (the liberals should love it), but I will now have to redirect you to other economic professionals as to why money is not evil. It is discussed a lot, and although I’ll probably write more about it in the future, at this point in time, it will be more beneficial for me to direct you to some of the greatest economic thinkers of the 20th and 21st century.
Hopefully, you can understand why I do so (as they have decades of experience to better discuss subjects than me, where I have only been doing this for a couple of years), and although I’ll write more pieces about money and religion, at this point in time, I’m only going to propose the small things that I’ve proposed today, hopefully giving you enough backdrop about truth and the lack of it, and hopefully, you can find pieces of information about money and business that are objectively truthful and helpful, and hopefully we can all realize the difference between truth and the lack thereof.
That was all that this piece intended to do (while slowly offering propositions, but mainly giving you more backdrops so that you can more effectively and efficiently understand the propositions at hand (if it doesn’t work for you, it works for me so I do it this way)) so that we can all understand truth together, even though this is impossible on a universal human scale until we all die.
This was simply my humble attempts to pursue my passions.
I hope that you understand why this piece has played out like it has, and why it was left so ambiguous (although not really) at the end.
The conclusion is to go check other conclusions, and I hope that we all discover the truth.