Black Hole
by Iam Lightning
Aren’t inquisitive spirits among the best of us? Those who dare to ask, and choose to know. There are some people who must know. Answering questions is what they live for. Knowledge is its own reward.
In a sense, the determined inquisitives approach life with the mindset of an eternal student. This involves eagerness, drive, and of course, humility: “If there is something to learn, it means that there’s something I don’t currently know. I’m not infallible. I’m not omniscient. If there is something of which I’m ignorant, I will learn it. I will gain knowledge simply for the love of knowledge itself. Even still, this knowledge will empower and enrich me.” It’s an earnest, lifelong quest for learning and a hunger that never dies.
Can you imagine Corey Rebhahn ever seeing himself as a student? You know, someone who doesn’t know everything. Willing to be taught by a more informed mind than his own. Willing to learn. How can a man who thinks himself God ever downgrade his identity in such a way? An impossible feat, even for a circus freak possessed of divine misapprehension. Yet, as Iam Lightning correctly points out, a student of Illuminist ideas is all Rebhahn has ever been.
And doesn’t the label of student apply to all those who stumbled upon the brilliance of Hockney and the rest?
That’s reality. Wake up and smell that coffee.
Alas, Rebhahn the Rouge Retard doesn’t do reality. Poor buddy couldn’t even be a student correctly (as his public errors with the PSR and Leibniz’s Law show), but thought he knew enough to present himself as a master teacher instead.
What kind of person does that? We know exactly what kind. A person whose very life is a series of elaborate, attention-grabbing structures constructed out of pure bullshit. A persona constructed around being the Great Teacher, the One, The Christ. The savior and healer can never be a student or the illusion will shatter.
What a grim reality. People like this never last long. How much further can the failed pupil go without the guidance of his teachers? Self-destruction seems imminent.
And all the real students will see this as a cautionary tale. Because even the clownish, illegitimate grand master ensorcelled by his own madness can offer a lesson of his own: what not to do.
by JAR
Hyperianism’s real insult to Illuminism and the Illuminati is that Hyperians present themselves as masters of knowledge that they are merely students of. All of the books of the AC only amount to the first seven degrees of the Pythagorean Illuminati. There is so much higher knowledge left out of the books due to the very real danger of that knowledge getting into the wrong hands.
What happened is that after accumulating enough of the AC knowledge, Morgue began to use it for his own selfish advancement. There is nothing wrong with helping to make ends meet through the contributions of followers (to a point!). However, thinking you deserve to live the millionaire lifestyle is beyond the pale when that money could be used to provide the tools for the advancement of the movement. What Morgue doesn’t realize is that there isn’t much further he can go on his own without help from the AC/PI. His progress will be so slow as to undoubtedly take many lifetimes to achieve. For him to turn all this around, he would have to return to his original love for Illuminism and present himself as the Illuminist student he actually is, with Hyperianism as the guise for Illuminism it was intended to be from the start.
His role should have been simply the mouthpiece for this material, calling and gathering together the few among us who are destined to find it. If this mindset of ego inflation continues, there will inevitably come a time when he is no different than any other televangelist convincing his followers that he needs a private jet because he simply can’t create “quality videos” without one.
The PI/AC endorsed and commissioned the creation of Hyperianism as a gateway to Illuminism, not to advance Morgue’s ambitions of personal fame and prosperity. Morgue thinks of himself as some kind of Prometheus or Lucifer stealing the fire and light of the gods. The problem undermining this delusion is that Prometheus gave this light to mankind to change the world and was gravely punished for this deed. He was tied to a rock and had his liver perpetually eaten by birds, while Morgue has simply assembled a fan base as he preens himself in front of a camera.
Some of us actually had real questions of a deep and nuanced nature concerning, among other issues, the proof of the PSR. Morgue wouldn’t, or, more accurately, couldn’t answer it (even in his later video) in any way that wouldn’t provoke laughter from the towering philosophers we try to defend it against.
Some of us even got branded as trolls for our questions. How is this provoking or even promoting world change? I did finally get an in-depth answer, though not from Morgue, but, from the very book he is now slandering as Nazi propaganda – go figure.
The Hyperians always tell everyone to “use your logic and reason”, well I would offer you the same advice now. Is it logical to keep following someone who simply stole the work of others to advance his own agenda, but who can’t articulate it to his audience in any sufficient way that will change the world? Or is it more logical to follow the ones who tirelessly and painstakingly created the work in the first place and who understand it in such minute detail that they can explain it from any position or perspective to anyone seeking to understand it?
Their beef isn’t necessarily with the Hyperians who actually want to learn, no matter their sexual orientation, but rather with the Magician’s apprentice at the helm who isn’t going to teach anything more than a superficial level understanding of the material, and who perpetually begs for money from his adoring fans to line his own pockets while doing absolutely nothing for the movement he claims to be promoting.
I understand the cognitive dissonance of sunken cost – when you’ve already given so much to an illusion that it’s just too much to bear the loss of it, not to mention the realization that all you’ve given is in vain. Instead of facing these harsh truths, you go deeper and deeper into a quagmire of cognitive dissonance. All you can do is hope there will be a light at the other end, but the light never comes any more than you can get a drink of water from a mirage. You convince yourself that if only you keep following it just a little further, and a little further, and a little further, and …