Here’s something you may find hilarious. I know I do.

For many generations now, you have been programming parents, grandparents, children… and even spectators.. to suspect or think, or believe, or at least say… that ‘a messiah’ who represents ‘the ever-coming son’ and ‘must be crucified to be re-born’ is born and celebrated on Christmas.

Millions of adults. All over the world. All year. Every year.

And here’s the thing: you were -informing their seed-cells.

Epigenetically. To expect or produce a child who could cope with or excel in those conditions. You were, effectively, telling the future of children what you needed, would celebrate, and expected in your minds and cult-ures.

Here’s the punch-line:

I was born on Christmas.

Yeah. Seriously.

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