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By Roy Masters
Author of "Hypnotic States of Americans"
December 18, 2012
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Naturally all the children were affected but, for the most part, they blamed their violent, drinking, cruel father. One of the boys in the family—who became a homosexual—rebelled against masculine authority and took refuge in the identity that his mother gave him through the corrupting influence of her "shining example."

He thought he loved his "Virgin Mary" mother very much, but in reality that love was really an unmanly need for identity reinforcement—courage to assuage the anxiety he felt in a war against his father, a cause his mother had set up for him to fight. In other words she had tempted him into a life style that obligated him to return to her for reinforce¬ment. It was she who was draining him dry, it was she who had given him his identity crisis—not his "devil" father as he thought.

Mother had set up his weak father as a hate object. It was mother's guile that tricked him to reject his father and to accept her as the authority. Because this relationship was sick, he could not stand alone without his "Florence Nightingale." It was guilt that drove him back to her again and again for reassurance. In this fashion, his vampirish mother was able to draw from him like a barmaid with a drunk, as she had done by aggravating the life out of his father. In this fiendish exchange, she drew from his male essence and gave him her identity.

As long as he went on believing as he did that his mother was an angel from heaven, and as long as he took ego comfort from her, he could not see where he was leaking, so he could not plug the holes and come to grips with the problem. The solution to his problem always appeared to be his mother's love—but that was the relationship that was causing his sickness.

One of the daughters of this wretched woman, tor¬mented by accepting her mother's phony love, was driven by resentment to have affairs with the most loathsome, bestial men she could find—those most unlike her mother. And without realizing it, she found herself playing the same role as her mother with men.

The seat of corruption in every family is the woman, but only because of the failure of her husband to be a man. The male child is corrupted and dehumanized by mother; whether she loves or hates him makes little difference. The boy grows up uncertain of his identity. The girl he marries must have the same spirit of his mother. What makes her so exciting to him is the fact that she is like his mother was to his father before she became dominant over him. Mothers, by dominating their sons, set them up to fall for female guile. Many times the enslavement is so complete that the son never leaves his mother's apron strings, and she lives like a black-widow spider on her affectionate, dying, effeminate son. Some sons kill their mothers and when they are delivered up to the penitentiary, their jailers then live on them.

The alcohol or drug experience that lifts your spirit really corrupts you at the same time—when you discover this, it plunges you to new depths of despair. The female method of conquest is through surrender. In order to stay ahead of the anxiety that comes from realizing the Truth, the man goes on drinking and loving. Each comfort breeds a greater dissatisfaction that leads back to stronger forms of temptations. Regardless of the hang-up, the story is the same. For a fleeting moment you reign supreme. You think all is well with you. Then you come crashing down to earth with a jolt, and it hurts like the hell it is.

Both the tempter and the tempted have their own way of losing. By siphoning off the energies of his victim, the considerate lover (or hatemonger) is obliged to reach down into his mental gut, closer to where hell is, for the carnal knowledge with which to charm or antagonize the bam¬boozled fool.

The tempter's role is commonly played by a female—even when she is the underdog, she's really not. Her surface appearance may seem cool and controlled, but inside she screams in silent agony for salvation from men who are always too drunk on her to understand her real needs. When men tempt women, or one another, it is only because they have learned their lesson well and adopted the female guile. Such "men" as these go on to make "good" politicians and business men, getting high, thriving on energies derived from a debilitated populace. Both victor and victim feel their own form of anxiety and, through mutual need, the cycle begins all over again. A sort of vampire-zombie relationship exists. The victim is guilty for using the debilitating but ego-reassuring love offered by the vampire host, who is guilty for being that kind of lover.

Whenever our security comes down to rest upon violating or plundering people for feelings of life, we are rarely able to see anything wrong with the arrangement. Because of a vampirish inhuman need to exist, our way of thinking becomes adjusted so as to view this need as a normal and proper way to live and have our being. Our victim is distracted from his failings, by the special effects we provide. Every zombie is a tempter to someone—a hellish chain of command exists with each one sucking the life out of the next one in the chain, in turn, all the way down to the top. Because this principle is the cornerstone of all social orders, from time to time this evokes revolution and bitter strife and, in the end, the system goes to war, self-destructs or simply decays.

When the "beloved" discover that they are really victims, they cry out in vain for freedom. After the revolution, the former slaves take over the role of tyrants. All slaves are potential masters, taking the identity of their masters through years of temptation and torture. Through their service they physically weaken those they serve. Because men on top are really high and unreasonable, revolution invariably succeeds.

As a slave to a personality, you too can feel ambiva¬lence. You can feel "love" and hate at the same time, sometimes alternately. The first blush of love is never true love—always it is a terrible need. Our first love is mental need for ego recognition that is awakened by the temptation. From that fulfilled need arises a great anguish and a need to see our craven needs as true love.

In extreme cases, people can be driven to destroy the ones that outraged them, eliminating the pain of "love" by eliminating them. While a slave may find a moment of pleasure through being "free," the tempter finds pleasure in killing his victim more slowly—degrading and browbeating to extract the power that comes from his slavish reactions.

The tyrant can play the role of a victim of a disease, but then the real victim can learn how to turn the tables and help his boss die more quickly by catering to the sickness—giving his all! There is often a great deal of pleasure in what seems like kindness and pity for what appears as help for the not-so-helpless invalid. Children who die from diseases like leukemia are more often than not helpless victims of a doting vampirish mother loving them to death, tempting the child for life with what appears to worldly eyes as love and devotion. Sometimes children turn the tables and drain the parents.

In the light of Reality we can recognize the "lover" as the enemy. The lover may not at first seem evil, he appears to be a heavenly usher standing at the gates of our paradise—a beloved necessity inferior to our need to be God. All tempters are as unconcerned about their gleeful use of the sinner as a crocodile eating a goat—and why not!

Every culture has its own form of insanity and is cursed by its own particular feudal system, each person falsely secure, living at the expense of someone he has put beneath him. To give up such security would be unthinkable, for that would bring with it a sense of terror; it would not allow continued "success." Tempters always justify their service to the fallen world through answering to their needs, inter¬preting their sick usefulness as a genuine contribution to "humanity." In no way can they see how detrimental their vile practices are to others as well as themselves. You know we always hurt the ones we love, the ones we shouldn't hurt at all. In their conformity, yes even in their rebellion, our subjects drive us mad with power.

So each culture is built out of corrupted families, a food chain of dependencies is formed as each person or group is made relatively happy upon others dying to them. The victim, in turn, makes good his loss through tempting, finding the "pleasure of life" by exploiting those weaker than him. This way entire nations are kept "happy." Each member of the social pyramid fattening on a subordinate becomes a king on a smaller and smaller mountain; drunk and gratified by sick pleasure, completely oblivious to his own personal burning hell—his dying to "heaven above."

The "good hearted" bartender serves his drunken customer with forgetfulness. The bar owner serves the bartender with happiness—money. The government agency that provides the license enjoys the most power. Chart your own particular form of mental, emotional or physical misery, there are millions of variations but, any way you look at it—legal or illegal—it is a pyramid of numbers, with the most diabolical person on top with great power to maintain illusions of grandeur of the status quo.

With all the "loving" services we render, it is not easy to see the harm we do. Mama "loves" and tempts the kids, the hustler "loves" and serves his dope-heads; the doctor com¬forts his grateful patients, and the dictator loves the masses with his rotten lies. We are all guilty of being mothered by put-on artists in various forms. We literally place personal and collective monsters in power over us and we are controlled like puppets by their love and our hate. And the rotten world system will continue as long as our collective ego-need for the lie exists, or until it destroys itself.

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