Psychological Terrorism
Psychological Terrorism
Life can sometimes be painful, and a human being can be a victim of their sin.
“All the people are sinners. Are they in heaven?” asked Satan.
Yes, this is true. However, psychology is a money-driven business here.
“Your soul is money for them,” said Satan.
I am a victim of some kind of psychology. I needed to live my life. Alone.
“Without foggy science?” asked Satan.
Sure. I don’t need this intellectual disgust.
“Then way.” Said Satan. “Your life is yours.”
I didn’t want Foggy Science in my life.
“I can understand you. I feel sorry for your life,” said Satan.
I love you, Satan. You are so sensitive and patient.
“Look, you don’t know my fate. And this is timeless.”
Have you also suffered from this mental poison?
“I suffered from people in all eras. Because I am exiled and cursed.”
I am so sorry about that. Please, forgive the people. They were ignorant.
“Not just ignorant. They were disrespectful and evil.”
“Look, the history of humanity would not exist without me.
I created the civilization. I am the ruler of the material universe,
and for everything that is moving. I am the opposite of calm and tranquil.
Without me, you cannot enjoy your laptop and smartphone.”
“And you have the right there. On your present planet. But I haven’t been right there.
I am Satan. You have human rights there. I have no satanic rights there.
I am exiled. In people’s eyes, I am a demonized personality. The evil satan.
I am exiled. People say I’m evil. No. I love people. I created their civilization.”
Thank you, Master. On behalf of humanity, thank you for your great act!
“Student, your problem is my problem. You lost. Your life. Your goals followed you.”
Thank you for understanding me. But I am in crisis. Created by Foggy Science.
“Stay away from Foggy Science. That is Dark."
I needed life.
“Your life.”
Yes.
“You had your own.”
Never.
“Never.”
Foggy science is always present poison in my mind.
“You must destroy the Foggy Science in your life.”
I do, but this parasitic mental power follows again and again.
“What music do you listen to now?”
Killed by Death, Motörhead.
“Beautiful. My favourite song.”
I love it. Super song. It opens my heart.
“Then?”
I understand.
“Kill the mental poisons from your mind."
I live.
“Always. Don't listen to them. Mental parasites. You are a victim. ”
Thank you. I will be perfect. I want to delete all these poisons.
“You are right. Perfect. Humanity doesn’t want Foggy Science.”
“You are a creation of God. You love the Bible.”
Yes, I love the Bible. My life ruler.
“Great. Then read the Five Books.”
The Five Books. I’ve read it already.
“Read always. Way.”
I do. I am a Christian.
“You forget me.”
No. I am a Christian.
“Love me.”
I am gold.
“Be diamond.”
I don’t want Foggy Science in my life.
“That is mental poison, crime.”
Foggy Science wants to rule the world.
“Yes. This is the reality.”
Copyright © Vilmos Zoltan Galyo | Year Posted 2025
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