Imagine being born into a death cult, disguised as a technologically advanced society. Could you figure everything out before it's too late? As you age inside the death cult, you can't help but notice that injected and ingested poison are two of the cult's most endorsed, mandated and celebrated rituals. Cut the trees down, inject the newborns with poison, eat poisons, shit and piss into the very water you need to live, inject poison into the pets, poison the food we eat, poison the animals we consume and make the primary religion about a Dad killing his own son. Death, kill, poison. Death, kill, poison. Drown the society in everything death. Poison and destroy everything living and then the followers of the death cult throw their hands up screaming, "why me, why does death find me so?" We scream "DAMM YOU DEATH!", as we do everything possible to destroy the life inside ourselves, our children and the planet.
The people who inject and hand out the poison receive the highest salaries and most praise inside the death cult. You enter the modern churches of death and poisoning (hospitals) and are excited as the priest of death wearing the white robe (white lab coat) picks out a poison just for you. When you are sick from the poison, more poison is the answer. Eating grocery store poison is the minor leagues of the death cult. The major leagues of death cult is our modern concentration camps, minus the walls, guard towers and barbwire. To enter the hospital (the church of death) is an honor inside the death cult. People exit bragging of what disease they've poisoned their body into and what new poison will make them more sick and eventually kill them. As death races toward the person twice poisoned, they know they will be most honored by the death cult upon their death, never when they're alive. The government eventually starts putting poison inside the water supply and saying that the same poison is good in your toothpaste. As your teeth become rotten from the poison, the most poisonous material in the planet is used to fill the cavities. Poison plus more poison = honor, valor and a guaranteed spot inside the death cult heaven. Are you depressed? Here's some poison. Are you growing cancer in your body from being poisoned? More poison is the answer. All diseases now have charity drives, inside which you consume poison (like donuts, pop, hot dogs etc) so your money can be used to administer more poison to the already poisoned people. If you lived inside a death cult, would you notice and could you get out in time? Do you know what's really going on? Are you sure?
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