I got my 3 tacos, a bean burrito, and a diet cola from Taco Bell. I ate it, then felt like smoking because I'm addicted, and I was am stressed out. I was going to quit, on the premise that I need to quit smoking [and I do, but not in times of extreme stress]. But then, I'm thinking, the wealth of ages is not won by sheer willpower and expression of willpower. It is won by logic, if it is to be won at all. And logic tells me that smoking helps or at least the stress of addiction is removed when you are stressing.
Here's the story as far as I can piece it together. At the last supper, Jesus and Crew know they're going to be persecuted. They decide to run, and Jesus allows himself to be captured. They're all excellent philosophers, they believe in God, they know Jesus was the natural son of Joseph and Mary, they're aware of the age old proof of the ideal universe from Plato's original writing. Jesus dies, as is set forth in the Bible, but the last supper story is changed along with the vast majority of stories in the Old and New Testament which has changed over the years of the Roman Empire. Pilate converted, along with a faction of the Romans during that time. They helped the disciples disperse. The original stories are written down, but literacy and educated converts are rare, as the bulk of the Roman Empire is out to destroy the Christians, and they search for and kill the ones they find. Generations go by, there are remnants of Christians and they're strong because they love God and because the other Jews also love God. Some of them betray themselves to the Romans in exchange for their lives, and the polytheistic Romans step in, either by stealth and moles, or by extortion, blackmail, threats, and other schemes. Somehow the important stories remain, hidden beneath a lot of garbage. Constantine comes along in the 4th or 5th century and, seeing that the Christians are strong, takes them over by force, maybe making a deal with them, or possibly actually converting, possibly knowing that Christians are merely the smartest of the Jews. Sometime soon after, the Bible is codified and placed under the protection of the Emperor in a Catholic Church, so whatever changes to it are made are made by Christians. Jews survive because of Christians controlling the Roman Empire, but soon lose control of the empire because people die and new people take over, who love power more than they love God. Christians go underground, converting where they may, always choosing for logic, common sense, and real humility [which is intelligence]. A long convoluted series of events where Christians and Jews and Muslims who love God and are networked whereever they are strive against those who love power, hidden within the public established churches temples and mosques. The Christians et al remain hidden for centuries, influencing each nation, while the majority of the people live normal lives through war disease and disasters. Eventually, there is World War II. The advent of the atomic bomb leads to a negotiation between the nations where games are held instead of wars to determine conflicts. Millions die but games are better than wars, and the Christians et al flourish. Something happens to cause one side or the other to call for a one-shot-take-all gambit; probably those who love power. Everybody finds out about God, but those in power who love power refuse to hand it over. A deadly game is set up under these conditions: raise a group of children in ignorance of God, the smartest children in the world, and one will be chosen to undertake the challenge. When the challenge round starts, everybody is a player, everybody tunes in. The winning conditions for one side is the death of the football, and death of those who love God, or insanity of the football, and insanity for those who love God. The winning conditions for the other side is finding the proof of God without any help or intervention. One side believes in Martians who build pyramids, even with the proof of God. The other side believes that people are people and if a secret is not actively kept, a smart person will find the proof of God and prove that Martians did not build the pyramids, because he will explain how they were built. People who believe in Martians believe in Martians because they're not competent enough to build the pyramids or fathom why the other side could be so stupid. Alexandria was burned to protect Plato's original work, and other books were altered to hide the proof, again by normal means and smart Jews. The important stories are the ones I have mentioned in my writing, a handful. Each side is watching the other, but one side is competent, so their tests are gentle and informative and logical, and they are certain. The other side is used to threats and force and see that I am a gentle person, and very very lazy, and know that they will win, or are convinced they will win by Christian agents in their ranks. I am taught to lie. I go through a period of struggle, both in the testing rounds and in the final round. I'm nudged towards the proof. I publish the proof. The game gets really serious as my classmates elementary and high schools are debriefed and sent in as pawns of the game. Or maybe at that point everybody is debriefed and are sent in as pawns of the game. Or maybe my timeline is screwed, but at some point everybody becomes a player in the game. The challenge is to prove that Martians built the pyramids, because the smartest of the smart, those who love power could not build them, and they tried for hundreds of years. I prove that we built the pyramids. There are no Martians. Mass confusion; those in power refuse to obey the rules of the game, since they've won or accepted every result of every game because they think their network is up against a bunch of losers. Either that, or real Martians showed up and those in power are convinced that the Martians built the pyramids because the Martians won't tell them anything or they lie. I'm more comfortable with the former. A standoff ensues. I enjoy the mayhem, and propose a whole bunch of good ideas. I convert those in power, but the rules of the game are such that one side takes all and the other side dies. Now that everyone believes in God and hell, the incompetents freak. Back to standoff. I prove I'm the type of guy you want controlling the world, and that my associates are also that type of guy. I would give it all up for a hot meal, the other guys are afraid to give it all up, because I'm going to kill them. We're still standing off. I'm sure we win, but others aren't. What now, dudes and dudettes? We win, all dead, some dead, or all dead.
