This is a continuation of my last post. It was starting to go in a different direction so I thought I'd end that post and start a new one. This post will be all about the vicious Mormon cycle and how it takes a lie to live it.
First, I need to tell a story, which most everyone is familiar with. Then I'll show how several aspects of Mormonism follow this story to a tee...
There was once a great emperor who was one day approached by a clever salesman. The salesman offered the emperor something which only the elite could have. It was a new wardrobe of special clothing. The clothing was special because only the wise could see it.
Excited at the chance to own such valuable clothes, the emperor placed his order. When the clothes arrived, the emperor was excited to see what they looked like. He opened the box and saw... nothing. The emperor was dismayed to find that he could not see them; not being able to see them means that you are a fool. The emperor could not have his entire kingdom thinking that he was a fool, so he marveled over how exquisite and beautiful his new clothes were.
He called in his wisemen to have them see. None of them could see the clothes either. But they were afraid of what the emperor would do to them if they admitted that they couldn't see the clothes. So they too ranted and raved over how beautiful the clothes were.
No one could see the clothes, and yet, for fear of the social implications, all played along with the lie, thinking that they were the only ones who could not see the clothes.
Naturally, no one wants to be labeled a fool, so the entire kingdom marveled and awed over the emperor's fabulous wardrobe. There was just one problem... there were no clothes. They didn't have any special powers and no one could see them no matter how wise they were, because they weren't there!
Finally, one day as the emperor was walking down the street, proudly sporting his new clothes, a child made the comment, "That man has no clothes on!" For the first time, the emperor realized that he was naked and that no one could see his clothes. It turns out they were all played for a fool and it took a child to state the honest and simple truth before anyone else would admit it.
This story is Mormonism. I'll start with the temple, which I mentioned before. All his or her life, a Mormon child is prepped and prepared to go to the temple. Making it to the temple means that you are cool! Many are called but few are chosen. That means you are one of the chosen! You are the fucking Mormon bomb!
When they come of age, they enter the strange and mysterious temple. They are expecting to be taught many great and marvelous things. Instead, they stand up, sit down, change their clothes a dozen times, bow their head and say yes, learn handshakes, passwords, and get threatened by the devil! It is a wierd and creepy experience and it is absolutely nothing like you were expecting or were told that it was. They promise never to talk about what they just experienced. Oddly enough, the new temple attendee is even given new clothes to wear, garments.
Seeing as how the temple is built up to be marvelous and wonderful, the newly endowed Mormon can't say what it was really like. So they return and report in testimony meeting and they all say the same thing... "It was beautiful and wonderful... I've never learned so much about god before... I felt the spirit stronger than I ever have before..." They can't say that it was wierd and creepy. They would get laughed out of the building. So they just go along with the lie, telling everyone how marvelous and wonderful it was. It is passed on to their kids and...
...the vicious Mormon cycle continues.
Shortly after attending the temple, most young men go on a mission. From the time they are able to speak, they are engrained with the idea that they can't wait to serve a mission. All worthy young men are called to go. Naturally, any Mormon young man wants to be the fucking Mormon bomb, so he goes on a mission... even if he has to tell a few fibs to his bishop to get there.
If you don't go on a mission, you go from Mormon hero to Mormon zero. No one will like you or date you. If you don't go, rumors will start and people will wonder what sin you committed. So, whether you are worthy or not, you lie to the bishop and go on a mission. Everyone goes. Almost everyone lies about their worthiness. But you can't not go... what will everyone think of you? What would everyone think if you admitted that you can't see the clothes? You must be a fool! So everyone goes!
The young man goes on his mission where he is monitored day and night for two years. He goes through hell and shit. He has tremendous pressure put on him by a greedy mission president who is only interested in numbers. When you don't convert a million people, you are given a huge guilt trip... you are not worthy enough. So a missionary goes through two years of hating himself for being so inadequate. It is literally mental torture.
The two fucking years is finally over and the young man returns home to his ward to report on his mission. Since a mission is supposed to be the most spiritual time of your life, the returned missionary tells everyone how marvelous and wonderful it was. It was so wonderful, in fact, that they made him leave... he didn't want to go home.
All the Mormon girls are extatic that there is a fresh young bachelor just home from a mission and it's not long before this Mormon studmuffin is married and popping out kids. From the time those kids can speak they are engrained with the mission propaganda and...
...the vicious Mormon cycle continues.
Let's talk about this returned missionaries wedding. You're only half a bomb if you don't get married in the temple. As soon as you get home, your ass had better be hunting for an eternal companion, to be married to in the temple for time and all eternity. Just attend BYU (which is nothing more than a dating and marriage service) and your eternal companion is sure to be there looking for you!
(Just a quick pause here. Are you starting to see how Mormonism eliminates all your need for thinking? Your entire life is planned out for you before you are even born. You just unquestioningly follow the schedule and everything will be fine!)
Your marriage! That special day! First of all, it takes place in a teeny room in the temple. There is only room for about 10 family members to witness. Keep in mind, only your righteous and worthy family members are allowed to be there at all! The bride is wearing her MODEST wedding gown but guess what? It's covered up by all those silly temple clothes! You both kneel at an alter, facing each other and do one of the secret handshakes you learned about in the temple endowment ceremony. Then you listen as the officiator gives a monotone and word for word ceremony. There is no exchange of rings and there is no procession music. There are no brides maids or bestmen. There are no flowers or special decorations. There is nothing. The temple wedding is a cookie cutter ceremony that is completely impersonalized.
Now, most people want their entire family, worthy or not, to attend and witness their wedding. What a special wedding it is when 90% of your family has to wait outside! You can then go to your reception where you can do traditional wedding "stuff". But really, the ceremony you looked forward to all your life was nothing but a huge disappointment. You walked out of the temple feeling like a number, just another temple marriage.
But your family is now safely sealed and your salvation is guaranteed. So even though the entire wedding sucked, you rant and rave about how wonderful it was. When your kids are born, you immediately teach and prepare them for a temple wedding, which will inevitably be exactly the same as yours was. Your children look forward to their temple wedding and...
...the vicious Mormon cycle continues.
The newly wed couple begins their life together. They attend church, pay their tithing, go to the temple as often as they can. In short, they do the whole Mormon routine.
Their life is just like any married life. They have their problems just like everyone does. They fight and call each other names. Money is tight (because they got married immediately and started popping out kids before getting a proper education). The marriage is stressful and yet they endure (because Mormonism is all about enduring).
They go to church where they learn that only by being Mormon can you be truly happy. Everyone else around them looks so happy. "Why does our marriage have problems?" they wonder. "We are doing all the right things and yet we're not really happy." They look around and see that everyone else looks so happy and conclude that they are the only couple with problems and that it must somehow be their fault. But they've got to fit in! "What will everyone think if they knew we were having problems?" So they go to church and they put on their happy, smiling faces and bear their testimony about how wonderful and true it all is. They look and appear just as happy as everyone else. Then they go home and fight. Then they return to church and bear their testimony again about how true and wonderful it all is, all at the same time wondering what the hell is wrong with them! "Why is everyone happy except us?" They never do figure it out... everyone is going through the same thing, miserable but putting on the happy face just for appearances. Remind you of any emperor's wise men?
They are all afraid of what everyone would think if they admitted that the gospel just wasn't working for them like it should be. So they keep blaming themselves, smiling, and bearing their testimonies about how happy it makes them. They get more and more miserable and...
...the vicious Mormon cycles continues.
And it is vicious! If you ever come clean about how you really feel, you will be shunned. If you admit that you are miserable, you are told that something is wrong with you. Just look around... it obviously works for everyone else; get with the program!
Mormonism is supposed to represent honesty and integrity... but what it really represents is the emperor's new clothes, which don't exist. In short, in order to be a functioning Mormon who fits into the collective, you have to lie! You can't be a Mormon and be truly honest. It just can't happen. If you are honest, you are shunned. Mormons don't want to know the truth. They can't stand honesty! They despise it with all their hearts.
To be Mormon is to live a lie. The products of Mormonism are professional liars. Just look at the general authorities. They have lived the lie for so long that they even lie about being able to see god! They have no problem telling you to pray, pay, and obey in exchange for your salvation. If you completely conform, you will be free and happy! That is a lie. Mormons are unhappy prisoners who go about their daily Mormon tasks wondering why everyone is happy except them.
So here I am stating the simple, plain, and obvious facts. Just wait, it won't be long before some "happy" Mormon comes in here and starts condemning me to hell with f-ing this and f-ing that. I challenge you, go read the comments on this blog and other blogs from true, believing, "happy", Mormons. The things they say will only confirm everything I've talked about in this blog. They are miserable, condescening, arrogant, fools who all swear on their lives that they can see the invisible clothes!
They are miserable and all I'm trying to do is show them the vicious Mormon cycle that they are stuck in. I found my way out and for once in my life, I can be truly honest. I don't have to lie about everything in order to fit in. Sure, I no longer fit into the Mormon community, but why would I want to? Why would I want to return to that vicious cycle when I have found such peace and tranquility out here?
Ironic, I am honest and they are all so willing and eager to condemn me to hell for it. That is the fruit of Mormonism! That is why I do what I do. I am honest and I am free.
I have never felt so peaceful than I have for the last three years knowing that the LDS "church" is nothing more than a cult and a fraud that produces liars and hypocrites. I'll never go back and I'll never stop until I die or until the Mormon cult ceases to exist.
Get out of the vicious Mormon cycle!
Just another evil apostate...