http://www.antollma.info/spip.php?rubrique67There is the link. I wandered onto to it this morning, in a post by a mentally unstable fellow at Inreview.
He calls himself Antoll Ma, which he claims is Jesus Christ through some numerology crappola. I spent about an hour going through his site, reading his stuff. I normally find such things entertaining, as the guy is loopy as a fruit bat, but as I read, I felt a great deal of pity for the feller.
Guy is nutz. Been nutz since he was 9 if you believe his ramblings. I wonder why he has not been given any help, or is not in a mental institution.
The highlights of what I read:
1. At nine, the guy saw a statue of the virgin mary move.
2. At 12 he saw a floating red ball in his room, after seeing a vivid lightning strike.
3. He was going to join the police but a voice told him not too.
4. He met two aliens, grey boys, on a path, and one removed a fake glass eye. He felt up the female alien. I don't think he meant it in a sexual way though.
5. He became God and felt what it is to be Almighty.
6. He wrote to heads of state and told them that the world will end unless they make his the ultimate master of the world.
7. He says he has two people inside him, one a smaller ego, (the little me) and the one who runs things day to day.
8. A statue of Budda moved and lit up, so he bows to any statue of Budda he comes across.
9. While in the army, he got some wood for a fire, but he got logs and it was a cross, so he carried a cross just like Jesus.
10. Aliens woke him up and put a strange fork like device into his head, which left minor scarring, that later went away.
11. His ultimate goal is to take over the world, be the ultimate master, have zero tolerence for religion, rule with an iron fist to bring in peace.
I spent about an hour there, reading this crap, feeling more and more sorry for the man. The site went on and on. There was literally hours and hours more to read about all kinds of crazy ****.
As some of you know, I got super hammered a couple of years ago, drank some Kentucky Deluxe while doing yard work. That is the drunkest I have ever been. It was a very sunny spring day, and I was hauling sand over to another area of the yard. How I was able to even walk is beyond me.
Anyhow, I looked over to the field nearby, and saw every blade of grass swaying in the wind had glints of sunshine off it. I could see every glint, or thought I could. It was the most wonderful thing I have ever scene. I went along with the dirt and at my feet, I saw some weeds, they looked like small Tree of Heaven offshoots from one I got on the fence.
I thought they looked like the field of roses from the Dark Tower books. The scarlet field of Ka Kan No Rey. The rose which surround the Dark Tower.
Anyhow, after I sobered up, (i posted some drunk pics of my flowers that I took, but I don't recall where I put them at Inreview) I saw they was weeds and got back into normal everyday thinking.
But I think it's safe to say, I was mentally bonkers there for about 2 hours.
This guy with this site has been like that for his whole damn life. Part of me is happy for him, as the feeling (at least for me) of being mentally nutz was a happy experience, to be like that you whole life, a total loon case, making no sense to anyone, and driven to make some silly ass retard site about all your experiences with floating orbs and aliens and little beings inside you, that would suck.
I felt pity for the fellow instead of the normal feeling I feel when confronted with the mentally ill, which is "get away from me dude".
My uncle was crazy, and whether it was taught on purpose or not, we were taught to disrepect him and hate him. He threatened violence on us as children, attacked my brother once, kicked our dog. I guess it was natural that we didn't like him.
Now, older, I see he was sick, and with maturity, see that it was wrong to hate him, I should have felt sorry for him. He saw all kinds of crazy things like the dude up top, I don't know if he had demon problems or was just mentally ill. At this point, either way, whichever he had, it wasn't his fault what he was.