Beware of Fishers of Men

Remember the story, go and make fishers of men. Well, in case you forgot, the point was to teach a being how to finger quotes “fish” so they could fend for themselves. Think of it as a way to instill self-reliance into the simple-minded dumb-ass fragile human-beings walking around. A technique so they need not be a slave to any one or ever have to face lack. It was a gift.

This created man being was supposed to have been this great ideal of potential and force wrapped in form, but for some unknown reason was actually a hapless creature. One that needed tending like baby sheep, and fuck they were everywhere all of the sudden. So, the wise ass guides seeing a problem within the field of humans, sought to teach them a new form of self-reliance, to reap a harvest of their own making.

The theory was, once you could “fish” for yourself you would never be beholden to another being again, you could be free to be!

Success was found, freedom instilled and life was good, for about 2 seconds, because, and of course, one had to do the work, themselves!

Well, many of the beings were quick to resist this teachings of self-reliance, baby sheep they were, they panicked over having to tend to themselves, and began hiding in groups, schools of fish, and on land as a herds of sheepeople, begging for help in one bleating voice, “It’s scary out here don’t make us tend to ourselves” they begged.

And this brand of bleating done by the beings, the so-called sheepeople brought about a new state. All one had to do was give up the right to tend to themselves and became consciously beholden to a master or shepherd. Then the shepherd would feed you and care for you, of course, as the master sees fit. Shhhhhhh.

There you go humans, you may choose; be a sheep or a shepherd. And this was the new teaching and may those who have eyes to see, see and ears to hear, hear.

Now, go reap and multiply. Yay, success, humans are saved…

Insert Hallelujah choir singing here. Multitudes of Angels, Harps, stuff like that.

Dramatic pause; And here’s what happened next.

But, and of course, the first receivers of the teachings went off to lead self sufficient lives, others of these first fishermen saw they could label the abundance that got caught up in their nets as good or bad, even excellent or evil, to keep those that couldn’t and wouldn’t fish for themselves from knowing of their bounty and its true worth. They figured out to sell the extra rather than gift it to the less able, to gain even more for themselves while looking like a steward of generosity just by making available the overflow of stock from their nets.

We have food for you, why learn how to tend to yourself? We got you baby…

They took full advantage of the gift of fishing given to us in offer of self reliance, They became the teachers who taught the next generation of shepherds of men ( a very select few) how to fish for their own benefit. They would only fish for food and fuel, the new target was to harvest these sheepeople, as workers for the fish farms.

And they would teach the sheepeople to run in schools of sameness discouraging a need for independence and self-discovery in order to make distribution of the bounty (and teaching their ways) easier.

We take care of you, you take care of us, and we get richhhhhhhhhhhhh

So new schools were opened and masses of sheepeople were caught and taught the way of the land. They were taught that masters were out their looking and actively seeking for them, to help bring them into the family, binding them to a life of servitude.

We were all sold on believing that we were all one and should be together, protected, thinking the same thing, believing the same thing, herded as one being in many bodies, though some bodies were obviously better than others. And most importantly, they would be led by the finest shepherd of all the men.

Introduction of savior as shepherd, follow this leader sheepeople“Hey you, over here, walk into this pen, no really, it's for your own good!”

We had to be caught, so we could be herded and taught. You know…to be sheep, and For our own good, they said! Inherently their were trying to quiet the wolf that lay under the skin of some of us sheep.

So many also taught to always be on the look out for our fisher of men, our shepherd, our savior. We were to keep oil for the lamps at the ready. And we were also taught rules to be a good follower and that we could reach glory by swallowing the bait the shepherd used to keep us in line, Glory for our eternal heaven.

And we were taught to be afraid, why? Because that great shepherd may toss you out or cast you aside, or worse give you over to a lesser man for instruction, as they called it. In a place called hell.

Must be a good sheepeople!

Many, the small disfigured, and/or feeble minded were lost, pushed aside and thrown about. They were soon caught in the round up especially in the casting of nets for the weakest unattended sheep. And low and behold the kind of we will care for you religions sprang up every where offering sheep pens that was just another fishing method made to lure us in, learned way too late. That was hell for sure!

The masses of unwanted were thrust into a dark limbo thinking they could be saved. And eager to be saved, they made themselves available and easily caught by the many fisher of men offering a great savior and luxury pens and lifestyles. But they soon learned it was a trick to gather fish by the false fisher men, another fishing technique frowned upon, fake casting pretending to care.

But these lesser fisher men claimed that sometimes making the unwanted live under their rule made more sense than releasing them back into the wild where they could be victimized by other more ruthless humans, I mean the other fisher men. It was compassionate work you see! They were taking care of them can’t you see that!

So soon the catch and release method was instilled as a supremely spiritual path and weren’t you lucky to born in a world where beings no longer had to be taught to catch for them selves but were cared for in vast worlds like herds. Very Well-tended to, don’t ya know!

And they were fed all right, yet under nourished, taught but kept ignorant, and told they were free while hanging leashes around their necks and threading rings through their noses, locking the pens they lived in. The men didn’t even have to work anymore, the beings were generationally taught to walk right into the pens put there to ‘keep them safe’.

And this was taught as the generous nature of God. Go and find your shepherd, your savior, when the lock clicks and you are safely in your pen, you will know you have arrived! Good luck out there!!!

Sheepeople unite! Make the world great again and all of that! But this one type of being kept forgetting its place. Not satisfied being a sheep sought to understand why they couldn’t be shepherds or at the very least be free of the pen.

And suddenly shepherds were dealing with dissent. Finding that one of their so-called sheep was actually a wolf, a powerful being hidden in sheep’s clothing, and once provoked that exhaling roar was quite deafening as the awareness of who they are came back to their consciousness! Often they woke other “sleeping sheep” as their conscious self returned into the mind that was now their own.

Boy of boy, Do the shepherds hate that shit!