the sniveling coward. The underdog, not seeing his part in the creation of the evil that is lording it over him, simply dodges all responsibility for the situation and clings instead to the booby prize of judgment. So they continue to respond to each other in a deepening hypnotist-subject, vampire-zombie relationship.
     In this Hell-on-earth feudal system we have brought upon ourselves through our compulsive emotional responses, we are driven to hurt, torture, and even kill one another. If they survive their exploitation, the demoralized downtrodden will often revolt and murder their masters. Surely we are all familiar with the "upmanship" tug-of-war being waged in our personal relationships. Multiply this by masses and governments, and you can see the underlying nature, the modus operandi of war and human suffering as it has existed from the beginning.
     But let us leave aside the planetary effects of mass suffering and war for the moment, and turn our attention to the personal agony in the lives of the billions of people who make up the critical mass of fodder for the next holocaust, the one that is sure to come if we fail to learn our lesson and change the direction we have taken in our moral development. Think of the marriage relationships, business partnerships, heartless industrial feudal systems, the sly betrayals at the hands of neighbors, friends, brothers, and sisters. Let us look at the billions of willing slaves who are hopelessly caught up in weird religious cults. Wherever we look, we will see the same basic pattern at work.
     This book is about the stress that kills, not the ordinary healthful stress that we face in sports, play, and physical labor,

but a very special and deadly strain of stress that develops mysteriously into a living Hell, just from our coming together with one another in daily life.
     In the typical husband/wife relationship, one partner always emerges as the dominant personality, and it is usually the woman who does so right from the start. Later, by imposing her authority on the offspring and impressing them with her power, she makes the children feel their inferiority. In doing so, she provides the basis for all the emotional traumas of rebellion and conformity in the children; she sets the stage for their future personal relationships. So time goes on, and soon, out into the world goes another generation of beings who are weak before the strong and strong before the weak. Among them, the men especially will be subject to "friendly," seductive women. Round and round it goes, from generation to generation, forming the feudal system of Hell on earth, multiplying suffering over the face of the world.
     Wars will never end, sickness and disease will never come under our control, until we understand the mysterious flaw that exists in all our interpersonal relationships.
     Somehow we are never able to relate to the real person; but we always seem ready to do business with the error that lurks inside him. Thus, we have problems, both with love and with hate.
     For instance: If I lack the strength and wisdom to deal firmly with any trespass or indiscretion you might impose on me, no matter how petty it might be, then I automatically and unconsciously encourage the secret fault in you that gave rise to your wrong action. Now, you develop confidence in the

flawed self that got away with the violation, and you are encouraged to take more liberties, both with me and with others. Unchallenged, you soon grow to be vain, pushy, violent, and vile; I, on the other hand, appear to be sweet, humble, and innocent by comparison with you. But I am not innocent. I am, in reality, part of your growing frustration and violence, even as you are part of the problem in me. My cowardice, as manifested in my failure to correct you on the spot, is responsible for the terrible effect my apparent martyrdom exerts over you.
     The shock of your pressure-filled presence soon begins to get inside me through the cowardly resentment I harbor toward you. Your image begins to cross the border of my mind and soul, even to affect my innermost identity—the way I feel, serve, and grow. I feel conflict with my Real Self, and I feel guilty. I feel despair because, through guilt, I find myself compelled to serve the interests of other people rather than my own. I am confused because I am becoming externalized and emotionally suggestible. I am depressed because I am not living my own life. Instead, I am compelled to submit to your growing pressure, a pressure that I need in order to bolster my booby prize of blame and to feed the false righteousness that thrives on my secret judgment of your wickedness.
     As time goes on, with both of us putting a finer edge on the role we have chosen to play rather than coming to grips with reality, we begin to drink, smoke, and drug ourselves senseless in order to ease the agony of living with the monsters we have helped each other to become. You have emotionally drained me, so that I'm beginning to be susceptible to disease. I have

too little energy, and you have too much. Your pressures are becoming so unbearable that I want to put an end either to you or to myself.
     We have given our money to the psychiatrists, and they have made everything worse. We resent all the friendly doctors for taking our money and not helping, for being just one more wrong relationship based on a misguided faith and adding fuel to our inner turmoil. We resent the tyranny of medicine and fall prey to more stress, frustration, violence— more of the guilt that drives us to need the help of a legion of Hell-based experts who become the next objects of our hatred. Our hearts are bursting in an environment of intrigue and betrayal. Pressures build up and knock out target organs. Our pancreas and thyroid can't handle the load; the liver and kidneys can't handle it either. Now, we have our own infirmities to resent. We are dying, fighting a losing battle with the enemy within. No one is himself anymore. We are one another. I am you, and you are I. And somewhere in the midst of all the confusion, voices are whispering, "Kill yourself; end it all.You deserve better than this. Rest."
     Horrible? Yes. Irrevocable? No. We could reclaim our home in Paradise if only we could stop calling up the ectoplasm of Hell in our fellows, if only we could stop the Hell in ourselves from seeking out the love of the matching Hell in others.
     The encounter begins innocently enough, with an affair or with friendship; but it always ends in fiendship.We are enamored with the instant recognition each of us bestows on the other. We offer ourselves as a living sacrifice to the power

of "love" and a new lease on life, a new identity via the intimate relationship, and before we know it, the familiar pattern emerges. Remember the First Commandment? "Thou shalt have no other gods before me." Is God trying to teach us something about our relationships that we don't want to learn?
     When we are not right within ourselves, we unconsciously elect outside "lesser" gods to accept us in a better light than we deserve, and they are the devils who lord it over us in the end. There is Hell to pay for the reassurance we need. Such friends are always enemies in disguise. Their nature gets inside us and begins to torment us from the new location. We begin to lose our own identity to them. They become us; we become them. It might not be so bad if their identity were a good identity, an improvement over the one we are trying to shed, but it never is.
     You find yourself acting like the mother you loved and hated, turning around and doing to your own children what was done to you as a child, taking out your frustrations on the weak little ones, who also take on the old pattern by submitting to you and playing your old sacrificial-lamb role for "God's" approval. You are almost always attracted to the man or woman who most nearly duplicates the qualities of the mother or father who ruined you.
     You cannot get away from the enemy because when someone else is not the enemy, the enemy is you. You are forever jumping from the frying pan into the fire, because any friend or authority who sympathizes with your troubles, anyone who distracts and consoles you, turns out to be the next enemy. Bad experience adds to bad experience, and

personality adds to personality inside you. Trauma builds on trauma, guilt on guilt, fear on fear, and when you see the hopelessness of it all, you fall prey to morbid depression.  
     As personal tyranny spreads and expresses itself in political and church dictatorships, rebel organizations form, complete with their own fiendship/friendship teachers and leaders.
     The heartless cruelty of Russian Christian orthodoxy created the mad Frankenstein monster of communism. The slave practices of the selfish business world created the equally criminal unions with their "friendly" underworld heads of state.
     What I am saying is that prideful people without Grace unconsciously draw Hell-based personalities into existence to attend and worship the needs of their falling egos. The immediate effect of their election is to encourage the wrong in us to feel right about itself. So we the people become more self-righteous, unaware, and insensitive to the harm we are doing to others as well as to the harm being done to ourselves by our friends, leaders, and lovers.
     Our ego need drives us to go on giving power to a whole legion of problem solvers to lie-love us and so "save" us from the horrors of self-realization.
     All those behavioral scientists, political and religious leaders who rise to the occasion of our needs become the next reason for our concern. Our problems are complicated by blind leaders who give us false answers, who live for no reason other than to perpetuate our need for their own vile existence. Once the alien agencies in human form establish themselves

on earth, the entire purpose of their existence is to project a miserable Hell on earth from the Hell source they embody.
     William Penn once said that if men did not find God, they would always be ruled by tyrants. Nations, like the men of which they are composed, cannot help but make the same mistake in electing their leaders.
     What man ever marries a good woman? Surely, he only marries the one who makes him feel good. We select friends on the same basis. Soon they take liberties, and it is only a matter of time before they make our lives utterly miserable. It's no wonder that we have all become afraid of one another. We tear down our leaders and elect others. We divorce and marry, again and again. We drop old friends for new ones, to no avail. Whatever we do, it always ends the same way.
      All around us, enemies are enemies and friends are enemies. Where can we turn? Is there no place to rest our weary heads? Must we always live in a snake pit? Where have the good people gone? Well, take heart. They are there, locked inside your fiend/friends and enemies, but they can't get out to communicate with you. You see, they feel the same way, but they can't reach you, any more than you can reach them.
     When the pain of suffering pricks our ego to wake up, what is the first thing we do? Why, we go back to sleep to escape from realizing the truth. Unable to cope with the actual problem, we deal instead with our unwanted awareness of ever-present Truth. Simply by getting lost in our minds, in past and future concerns, we remain subject to the system, allowing many troubles and traumas to slip unnoticed through our sliding state of consciousness. We rarely see through to the cause of things because we are afraid to wake up and face

Reality. Instead, we continue to deal stubbornly with effects by calling on the hypnotic presence of new personalities. The wrong in us uses the exciting presence of yet another overbearing person to help us forget our own weakness. We reminisce in the past, and we live in the future, thereby escaping from the Truth that shines in the present moment.
     We deal with our problems by fighting old thoughts with new thoughts, covering negative thoughts with positive thoughts, but nothing works. Nothing works because we make sure to leave the door of our mind ajar, lest we miss out on some new tidbit of ego food. Our hungry, uncorrected, unloved self remains weak before the strong and strong before the weak; we hang onto the memories and personalities inside us that don't belong there. God! How they torment us with our need for their presence. Our need for their love is also our loathing for what they have done to us.
     Now we try to fight off those leering images in our memory as our former "love" turns to hate. We get mad at those who have taken us over, and at ourselves for allowing it. We may even try to kill ourselves in an effort to purge our systems of the intruders. But no matter how hard we try, they are still there, stronger than ever, mocking our puny efforts. And when we try to repress from view the images of the enemy within, we lose sight of the enemy without. But he is still there, within and without, ever drawn to the parent spirit of fiendship and friendship. We continue to dramatize the will that is not our own through the self that is not our self. So here we are, lost, betrayed, miserable, guilty, compulsive, confused, and at a loss to know why.

     The monster of the id, the false identity deep in our minds, soon becomes the pressure source and starts to boss us around with a will that we cannot resist even though we know that it is not our own. Just as other people stress us, the "other mind" stresses us, driving us to desperation and draining our vitality. And we always make the same mistake by running away from the painful, but redeeming, presence of our conscience into the place in our mind where past and future exist, into the embrace of Hell.
     So, you see, the basic problem of mankind is one of identity, inasmuch as man was created originally to express the will and purpose of the creative overshadowing Spirit. When he took it upon himself to be his own god, he broke the bond with his Creator and took on an attitude of ego that will never admit it is wrong.
     When we cease to be influenced by good, then we fall by default under the influence of evil. And evil, operating through the human agencies we become, impresses us through dominating personalities. We take upon ourselves their spirit, their will, their natures. Women tend to become masculine, and men tend to become feminine.
     Now, since we seem to have lost our identity somewhere in the world, we tend to look to the world to give it back to us, and that is when we make the fatal mistake of putting beautiful people on a pedestal and bowing down and worshipping them. Unconsciously, of course, we hope to take on their good image and apparent virtues in exchange for our own bad ones. It doesn't work, of course, but once you become involved with a personality, such as a religious or cult leader, you find it

difficult to see what is really going on. You begin to resemble your guru, not only in outward appearance of hypocrisy and phoniness, but also in spirit.
     Strangely enough, true salvation also involves an exchange process, a shedding of the worldly personality to take on, and reflect, the personality of God. But that is a far cry from claiming the godhead for ourselves, a delusion we often implement by setting up some other god to worship, thereby knowing ourselves as god-makers, gods over gods.
     For true salvation, we must seek out and find the Divine personality through Whom we can be reconciled, and through Whom our natures can be altered.
     Salvation exists in the Eternal Now within us. This book is dedicated to bringing you back to the present moment, to the Now, where the Truth lives always, where we can experience His presence, where He can take our sins upon Himself and give us back our bright nature to bond with His purity.
     The wicked powers that be are desperate to keep you from the knowledge of the way. The power of Evil on earth comes from people-idolatry and image worship; in other words, from the vile practice of giving people good images of themselves.
     The Devil knows all about the weaknesses and needs of our proud egos. His agents strut around like actors on the stage, playing the god role you cast them in for the purpose of enjoying your own godship over them. But all the while, you are becoming evil, and evil is becoming you. You are becoming diseased and broken in spirit, and your sexually confused carcass has been taken over by the very spirit of Evil itself. To say it more simply, your problem is that you are lost between

your ears, where you are completely subject to forces in your environment.
     The solution is to come back to the objective state. Find your way back to the Now, where Reality waits patiently to change your nature and your ways. God does not give up His secrets through the workings of our minds. He reveals them through the still soul who stands humbly in the Now present.
     Through effort, we involve ourselves with the workings of our imagination, and we call that process "creative." But out of those imaginings come the devilish ideas that deceive us with a sick sense of power. And all the while we are absent- minded; that is, absent from the presence of the Mind that created us, we allow alien identities to slip in unnoticed and stand unholy in the place of the Holy.
     Man is half, woman is half. Correctly related, they could make a whole person. But through the process of using and corrupting each other, something of the male goes to the female, and something of the female goes to the male. So, fallen males are excited by the prospect of getting back the missing part of themselves and becoming men again, but that is where they make their big mistake and lose even more of themselves. That is the trap.
     The missing ingredient, the only one that counts, is the bond with the Creator. If we were not so busy, trying egotistically to get back our lost wholeness from the world, and making up from others what we have lost through sin, we might repent of our original sin and be saved.

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