Neuroethics: Mapping the Psychology of Prejudice and Discrimination in Social Context in Indigenous Disabilities

I've experienced apartments in this Cape Breton socioeconomic reality when I had my sanity. I had a simplistic lifestyle where I'd walked and lugged my clothes, wherewithals was limited because I was discriminated because of stereotyping, lack of smartphone and education. I know that discrimination works within the natures, conditions and field of work or group of white culture where stereotyping is a moral compass. Their infrastructure of how their preconceptions and prejudgments are matched with their traumas. In this colonizers' socioeconomic reality and interlocking themes of psychological warfare in discriminations and prejudicial treatments. I've faced many problems in Sydney Welfare.

I know that they used to have a Cornawallis street in Sydney, Cape Breton. And they used to treat me with such prejudice and types of discrimination that it kept on piling on. It started with Dodo and he has worked on me since day one.

I know that he used sexism, classism and ageism against me. He wasn't stigma-free, alcohol-free, drug-free and prejudice-free. He was a womanizer teaching me his belief system and other values. Epistemologically I had to learn about Dr. John Gottman and other doctors in the field. To unlearned his toxic sexism and womanizer's attitudes, belief systems and valuations of women was. There isn't any traditional women but rather essential growing women. Mawita'mk Society has women here that could define my taste in women. Mawita'mk Society is a safe place to learn the emotional intelligence from Dr. John Gottman. And to use emotional literacy in a scientific manner.

I am that bad ass that everyone hates. And there are bad ass that everyone loves. I know that I've been controlled by adoptive family throughout my life economically, socioeconomically and ecumenically.
My half-blooded sisters are white and brown. 

They have characteristics of certain family members. And they have their unique soulfulness and culturalness. They are looking like they've never been an experimentation of any kind. And the neuroethics of discriminations and prejudicial treatments towards me is that everyone has "right" and "wrong", "good" and "bad" criterions and they have their moral center of manipulations. I know I deal with social knowledge like information from certain  people, religious institutions and public relations, political institutions and people, military harassment and police too. And public servants and people in general.

The multidimensional affair we call our selves is a neuroethical issue because culture has been toxic. We allow such toxicity and hatefulness to spread because we want the dominant good.

Not humble discipline or bioregulation of our emotional intelligence. Learning how I have been learning to use ego-investment in my reading experience opportunities. I know that I love myself and with that fundamental foundation I have a sense of purpose experiences and better influences in my life through books and teachings. Learning what women want and what they need emotionally, I cannot figure out how they are attracted to me or I'd would've probably use it in many instances. Family get my sense of humor, create good memories and help me with wherewithal of coping strategies. It's a collective strengths of faith-driven wisdom and scientific knowledge. But some are womanizers and abusers in many ways.

Through discriminations you find people wanting to accuse you of wrong-doing. And then there are people that want don't want you to live ideally peaceful.

Through Reconciliation we are learning who is our ally, who is our enemy and who is our bullies. Than again we have to deal with multi-generational traumas from both sides of the blanket. And learning that we never had any peace to begin with, I am second generation and want to end the Fisheries wars, hunting terrorism and racial terrorism in the schools. 

With racism I've faced many things; through sexism, classism, ageism, ableism and colorism. My family's protection was only local social strategies and they have helped much as they could but they couldn't protect me forever. Eventually I had to learn the injustice our people have faced over the years. My real dad was a potential lover of truths and facts in my life. He was a potential teacher.

But he didn't want to admit his wrong-doings. I know that I needed to forgive him and leave him. Learning how his ego works.

I've been receiving good treatments from people on this side of life. I am originally from Eskasoni community and I used to listen to Aggie Baby on Eskasoni community radio. I used to have a lot of good reasons for staying in Eskasoni. And I used to have faith in communal wisdom and scientific works. Knowing what I've experienced I know it's forgivable and acceptable in ways where I could get over it. I really want to live a peaceful life ideally because I have dates to explore, work to get and fitness to achieve. I want my second transplant kidney. But my yearning for Eskasoni doesn't mean that I discount my experience in my cultural hometown.

I am insane... does that mean I cannot give informed consent? I know that I've been manipulated all my life because everyone wanted something from me. And I know that they've hated on me.

Neuroethics in Psychiatric discriminations and prejudicial treatments means that I've been focused on so badly that they've invaded my privacy. Knowing that in Eskasoni I am sure that I had simplistic lifestyle. And I wanted to have guilt-free skills and be empowered to stand up for myself. 

Ownership of my personal leadership is neuroethically questionable, so are the schemer's mentality of Eskasoni. They seem fiendish addicts that don't give a damn about anything. And they want me to move so they could have repeats and worst-case scenarios played out. I've seen people in my old apartment experiences. I have to be careful who I let in.

I know that I have to figure out neuroethically the ableism and old school discriminations from certain  people. I know that Dodo would be my focal points of argumentation of why I shouldn't let people in.

Neuroethically he is a skilled dark manipulator in psychological works and theory. He has played the confidence game. And he doesn't have any faith in the future. I know that I've experienced discriminations from everyone and learning that I couldn't really defend myself against their hatefulness. I know that I was treated with extreme truth-bending prejudicial, intense animosity. I know that I gotten comfortable with the heat of hatefulness. And in my world the "White complexion" is a source of material for psychological works of discriminations, suffering, attritional addictions, stereotyping, barriers and prejudice.

But I know that not all white people are racistic. They are allies and lovers of some native boys. I know that I was taught that I wasn't attractive and that's what held me back. I couldn't go out because I was living a simplistic lifestyle.

And in that I couldn't date because of my step parents' interference. I know that I couldn't really enjoy my sexuality the way I wanted to because the Morrison family wanted me down and out. Or stuck where I was because neuroethically they were rushing their plans to destroy my sanity through addictions. Now I have a medicated sanity and no influential power in my life. Learning that certain workers want me confuse and indeterminate or indecisive. I know that is a type of ableism that they practice because they don't trust my mental faculties. Culture influences stereotyping and prejudice, but I know that there should be a guiding kind of philosophy of the virtues in society to create respect for all life. A type of philosophy that works on the ontological perspectives of culture.

I know that I don't want to stay here because I think that's why I'm kind of stagnant. I need to work on my physical fitness health to work.
I know that at first I'd experienced prejudice from everyone. Be it from classism, ageism, ableism, sexism, colorism. I know that I've experienced abuses in many ways in this toxic intergenerational impacts of my life. And I know that I couldn't improve because my adoptive family had an laundry list of things I should be doing. I know that I couldn't do them in time I wanted to. The Multi-generational curses, traumas and toxicity of my adoptive family was transmitted to me. 

And then the bullyings from enemies and dysfunctional friends. I know that I was learning difference between bullying and picking on. The jokes that I gotten used to was rubbing hard. I know that nobody wanted to figure me out neuroethically because they didn't want my discipline.

Dodo wanted me to experience his grip over me. Learning that I've been learning my disempowerment through attritional beatings.

It was an collective terrorism in my life from criminals who I don't know. I wanted that truest change into self betterment, I wanted that fundamental change and paradigm shift from attritional addictions, to healthier coping and living. Neuro-culturologically I was understanding myself in certain aspects. I knew that culturally I was psychologically working on myself. I know that I've experienced psycho-spirituality in ways of culture, sweat lodges, ceremonies and religion. I've been well taught what to follow. 

The religion or cultural religion that have been revived to be workable in any angles.

I know that culturology is the social science of cultures and their scientific analysis, descriptions and natures of each one. I know that I've been learning certain books and how they had a good place in our little society. I know that I am Mi'kmaq but in Western Zodiac I am a Virgo.

Generationally I am second generation from Indian Residential Schools. And I'm a Xennial in demographics, well its not an official term. 

Just a mixed between Generation X and Millennials. In my past I've pass all my troubles and pains. I know that now I have a level of education, trade training and driving level that I could use or work on in my shared future with Mawita'mk Society. I know that the independence means figuring myself out and experimenting with my powers. Thinking right about my own life I know that I have a good life in We'koqma'q.

I want to figure out how to make it better. And that's to focus on  my physical fitness health and renal diet nutrition. Hopefully I can add a healthier coping skills and balance to my nutrition. I know that I am happy here and in that I love myself which means I could live ideally. I could educate myself on toxic women I've met before and toxic men.
I know that the societal culture is toxic, fiendishly addicted and have a schemer's mentality. I know that my workethic had to be guised in many ways. And knowing that I've been learning about women, tradition and culture. I know that Indigenous is Indigenous. 

I know that I love myself now and I could stand myself. Deeper levels of love, appreciative gratefulness and loyalty, respect and value in my life. I know that I enjoyed my job and I was working towards full-time employment. I wanted to have fringe benefits and perks of the job. Knowing that I was a good worker in ways, I could've done better in my time of We'koqma'q One Stop. Now I want to get my Retail Council of Canada courses and work as a good Sales Associate and Customer Service worker.

Hopefully I can do We'koqma'q Tim Hortons courses well. And do what I need to do for work performance standard habitual thinking.
And efficiency habitual mentality. I want to have ISSA-CANADA Cleaning Management Institute courses and Judo courses. There are so many courses I could take over the years in We'koqma'q community. I could become fully employable in every job position in We'koqma'q community. Feeling proud that I got this far in my life, I appreciate my knowledge and experience in my life. I love the fact that I am good enough to be employable to We'koqma'q Tim Hortons. 

Hopefully I can show strength and power to the negative experience that toxic women and men want me to go through.

I know that I was humiliated and embarrassed in NSCC Construction Trades Labor program. 

Rosie didn't care that I don't like shopping and forced me to do it. I needed support because I am in their care. I couldn't really control the situations that have happened because everyone wanted that.

I've seen how my community reacted to my disabilities and weaknesses. I was vulnerable because my stepfather didn't care for the truth of his wife. They've used the Interagency to help me choose where to go and who was a good fit for me. My parents are a quick study and they've must've seen this place somewhere. Solitude means freedom, independent carefree feelings and happy, simplistic memories. I've been learning to live a good life with my adoptive family. I know that I could think in abstract and be resourceful and know certain things. 

I know that in solitude I don't have to cope or deal with certain gossipers or rumors-talkers. I know that with solitude the mindfulness I practice, the downtime i have, the many options in my bedroom. I know that I am happy because I could live ideally without a woman. I just need to fuck and I am uncertain of Mawita'mk policies on dating. But I know that I'm not worried because I don't have any income. Learning that people will hack, scheme, scam and lie to me. 

I know that neuroethically they don't want hard work. Which is the legitimate way to do things or modus operadi. I know that in this socioeconomic reality we have to learn certain job skills and learn specialized expertise in trade. I know that I am loved and valued as a Mawita'mk Member, family member and patient in Cape Breton health care facilities. 

When I did have my sanity I was professionally discriminated against because I did not have any good spots in Eskasoni. Learning that people love my company because I am weak. I know that I was stereotyped as a cowardly bitch. I know for a fact that Eskasoni bad asses are cowards. They don't fight people with similar muscular physical fitness. 

I did not let that stop me from hustling and making a little extra money. People thought I was rich and had extra $500 laying around. Fucking Ronalda Denny wanted money because she claimed that I impregnated her. I know that I did no such thing because she was forcing her way into my place. Wanting Me to see things and teasing me and then she wanted me. People kept on stealing from me and breaking into my place because they knew I was alone.

Nobody in my life tell the truth out in the open. And knowing that people lie to cheat me out of my money. Ageistic powers only have so much knowledge. They don't have the access of the human range of Internet knowledge. Knowing that I got skills and mental acumen in this digital age. I know that people want to scam, lie, steal, cheat and manipulate. 

I know that I did not marry. Nobody knows the Canadian laws and why there should be a Father's Rights movement in Canada. Or why there should be Indigenous Male Consortium online. Learning that men need to talk it out logically and practically. I know that discrimination works in many ways. Biases and prejudices are just a part of culture as the toxicity is imbedded in the bedrock of culture itself. 

The toxic sexism can go both ways through misandry and misogyny. I know that there are hatefulness that define strengths and powers in this world. I know that toxic people nerd healing, coping teachings and a good deal of safe place. The toxic sexism, classism, ageism, ableism, colorism and other forms of discriminations that ethics was supposed to be written about because of the "Superior race" complex. Ethicists of the past when slave ships was around, was writing this in many ways. 

That was William Edward Burgardt Du Bois who wrote first, or introduced the philosophical works of philosophy and race. But Kwame Anthony Appiah is from London but he is a British writer, who wrote about African intellectual history, philosophy of language, mind and political philosophy. I know that I could list off books I should be reading about. Like my book about the Psychology of Prejudice and Discrimination textbook. But these two are kind of recognizable to me because I heard before.

Learning that people want a mental connection of shared epistemology. I know that we don't want the truth covered and buried. I know that I don't have any powers of truthfulness to protect myself because of such discriminations and forms of "isms". I know that John Milton had the right idea of heaven and hell, we have choices that he has presented when he said "The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven". 

Neuroethically trying to figure myself out from that quote and to ever have that kind of freedom of independent thinker's "medicated sanity". I know that I cannot give my full analysis of psychological works like Dr. Philip Zimbardo's work in Lucifer's Effect: Understanding how good people turn evil. And I know that Neuroethics: Mapping Out the Field book has inspired this entry to comment, with my life experiences, apartment experiences and influences. How I was discriminated by Sydney employers and First Nation too. Classism is a war in itself, choosing our innocent minds. 

I couldn't socioeconomically figure out my position or get work because I was considered an uneducated adult addict. I know that I have been discriminated in so many ways and been abused socially. That I couldn't really get historical justice. Food was scarce and I only had the modicum of hope to get a well paying job. 

Yes this culture of ours is toxic. And jobs and transportation issues is something that I couldn't figure out because everyone was expensive. I couldn't get a decent ride without somebody scheming off of me. No criminal wants to admit their wrongs but too, nobody wants responsibility to work through their toxic personality. 

We are a growing population. 8.1 billion people on this earth and toxicity has to live? Knowing that the most popular music is the Big 4 of thrash metal. They've dealt with discriminations and prejudicial treatments from government, business, military and religion, police and public. I know that they've shown spine, grits and courage. 

I have to invest my time in valuable reading experience opportunities where I engage, immerse and focus on my books. I know that time is our most valuable asset. 

Jim Rohn, one of the poineers of personal development once said: "Time is our most valuable asset, yet we tend to waste it, kill it and spent it rather than invest it". Time is an elusive and intangible quality, with precise accuracy in each Time zone, and eternal forward flow of time. I've been wasting my time with people who don't value me. 

" Life is way too short to waste your time on people who don't respect, appreciate and value you" by Roy T. Bennet, by The Light in the Heart. And Jim Rohn also said too:"to become financially independent you must turn part of your income into capital; turn capital into enterprise; enterprise into profit; turn profit into investment; and turn investment into financial independence". 

See? Jim Rohn is an American entrepreneur and author. His books; 7 Strategies for Wealth & Happiness, The Seasons of Life, Twelve Pillars, The Power of Ambition, and the Art of Exceptional Living are a few books he has published for motivational speaking. 

We have two options for a living, a socioeconomic lifestyle or survivalistic lifestyle. I know that we don't have any ideas of Mi'kmaq economies. In this confusing world where anti-intelligent people don't want the Lord's workers to spread practicality and psycho-spirituality. I know that all the evil forces, influences, powers and tyrannical affects are what I've been dealing with. 

The Hatred of the Evil One sometimes meet up with me. I love my Lord Jesus Christ and yeah, I am an philomathean student of Catholicism and Mi'kmaq culture. In name of Reconciliation efforts the Church should write a interlocking, common themes and goals of the Mi'kmaq philosophy; Two-Eye Seeing philosophy into culture and religion. 

I want people to know that I'm kind-hearted and generous, but if there is a perfidy I cannot trust, then I won't bother with ya. Hopefully I can learn all the Catholic prayers, the Catholic Bible and the New Testament Bible. I want to be armed and ready to defend myself. And to know how to defend myself against people that want to deconstruct the religious institutions like the Vatican. 

The sanctity of marriage is important to me. You'll have to earn my trust before I can have faith in you. I know that I'm not worth it but I feel that I could find the right one. With my life experiences, apartment experiences and influences in my own life. I know that I have a good head on my shoulders. I know how to suffer and cope. I got options. 

My cousin Ray would talk about Game-awareness scenarios where sex is always a possibility. He works for every scenarios he could see. I know that he could say that dating women is his specialty. I'll never be someone's runner-up or nominee for dating. My humbleness in my view where I have to have Game-awareness is something of (coping/life/social skills) that I've learned from family. A collective unit of people with similar understanding, comprehension and common empathy. 

Knowing that love isn't enough and I'm not attractive desirability or qualities or characteristics or traits or muscles or height or riches or extra curricular activities or careers in my own life. I know that women would want me because I am emotionally intelligent. And other mysterious factors that I don't know about. I've never been in any long-term relationship because I never went out to look for a date.

I just went on an outing because it was convenient. I know that I wasn't attractive for some people. Growing up in a toxic and dysfunctional relationships with people. I couldn't really defend myself in terms of protecting my groceries and money. Everyone wanted my money and Rob Shipley have schemed off of me many times. Growing essential experiences and skills wasn't taught. They've put me to work because they didn't want to do what I was taught by family.

I was taught toxic sexism, classism, ageism and womanizational attitudes so badly that I thought I was unwanted. My step uncle wanted me to carry him and he has forced that kind of hand because he is desperate. I don't want him to rape my feelings because he wants to work. Knowing that I've been through hells years before anyone knew. I knew that I had to learn (coping/social/life) skills in many ways. Discriminations from my mother and father was ageism. And knowing that I had to learn certain philosophy from people that knew ageistic authority. 

I've wasted my life in younger years with the struggles of childhood addiction, to teenage addiction and young adult addiction. People don't want me to thrive and succeed in my aims, goals and professional milestones and business goals. I went insane and I cannot help that, everyone suffers but that don't mean go super excessive. I know that in moderation there is balance and in balance comes self respect, reduction of excess and debts, and self protective discipline and dignity. 

I've taken pride in my old jobs and had that kind of sense of accomplishment, job satisfaction and feeling of contribution to my community. Loving that I am valued, appreciated and accepted into my family. Unsure if I am respected though. A lot of criminals want to get away with things. I know that I was left to my devices and vices in life. And I know that the best choices was coming here. But is here right for this Fitness journey? Am I getting the full independent lifestyle I want? 

I know that I've faced many discriminations over the years I've been on this earth and now I am powerless to stop people from treating me diagnosed. I know that I don't make any sense and I am an liability. Self responsibilities isn't my choices any more. And self-sufficient responsibility isn't my right. 

I know that I was put here because I kept on talking about the conditions and people of Eskasoni. I did not have a good time Christmas time because everyone was vying for my attention. And their attitude about my independence suck. They weren't going to let me talk or have my way. My older brother isn't alive in this world anymore, I don't have any powers of defense in Eskasoni. And I have no domestic authority in my own home if I did live there. 

I am stuck because of real life discriminations. I know that I've been discriminated over the years to be manipulated. I know that the Morrison family don't want responsibility for discriminations and manipulations. Still being discriminated because everyone thinks that I'm too dirty to touch the food. And when certain people like Clyde touch the food, they don't say anything. That's colorism reaction feeling like I am dirty. 

I know that neuroethically, stigma-free environment and unbiased approaches with the philosophy of non-judgmentalism, neutralism and works of emic/etic kind of optional perceptions of culturalness, is my biological mother's works of psychological acumen in her profession. When she was alive. People don't understand that others need healing and coping as much as anyone else. Teaching me to fear my cultural hometown isn't a good thing. It's limting beliefs and values. 

She had that kind of wisdom where confidence, head games and counseling comes into play. I know that I did not have that much sex in my life because everyone hated me. And I know that I'm less attractive because I got no attractive desirability, qualities, body. I know that I'm not tall or have any careers or riches. I know hypergamous hypersexuality is suited to those who could talk to women. Women are cruel hypergamously. The dark psychology and skilled manipulations is their way of psychological warfare and oppressionism. 

The more pretty they are, the more fucked up they are. People desired youth and beauty, they even value it to a point. Feminine beauty is a sexy image to sell and I don't get any because I got no intelligence of Dr. Rollo Tomassi, I have Dr. John Gottman but I know that women don't want me. I don't feel attractive, confident or intelligent. I know this because I've experienced rejections even when I didn't ask.

The women I do want don't want a fucked up like me. Stinking thinking and disabilities? With no money and no career? No height, muscular physical fitness and riches? I don't get any connections because I am lessen by the amount of value people put on me for being weak. 

I am in my 30s and no serious or romantic or long-term experience with a woman, female teenager or anything. Just no sex and no job, no respect, nothing. The things that make a person socioeconomically important, isn't what I have because I got no true powers and personal leadership. I've been an incel for thirteen years and yes, ideally living with Mawita'mk Society. I have a lot of memorable experiences but no help in my pursuing a lady. 

I know that in this fucked up world, nobody is going to help and facilitate the experience because I am an man. I have to risk my body for a good fuck. A pretty face won't do it because everyone is doing stuff for her. I am a product of betrayals, keeping secrets and my own anger. I know that I don't attract women into my life because I am an liability. Emotionally, psychologically, economically and socially. I know that I cannot control my own mind because I was diagnosed. And no, I hadn't that kind of experience with women. Different women every night. 

Yeah I could interpret my situation as being stuck because of real-life discriminations, prejudices, biases and stereotypes and social stigmas. This world is hard enough for a disabled, short, ugly, fat, weak, poor, Indigenous descendant nerd bachelor nobody wants. I know that I'm not famous or have any real reasons for fame. 

With social opportunities that I was graced by. I know that I'm less impressive because I don't have any good boy qualities, level of education and muscular physical fitness that would make me a up the scale at least a little. My darkness tries to connect my eyes with its eyes. Knowing that I did not have any emotional expressions I wanted. The Morrison family kept me down for years. I am in my 30s with no results, no extra curricular activities, no careers, no respect, nothing. 

Earning was my way to control my life. Learning and earning. I had a lot of good family members, teachers over the years, instructors, guides, savants and sages, elders and grandparents who have taught me well. I was well taught on how culturally relevant certain books are, how intellectually relevant and emotional necessary certain books was taken away or kept away from me. 

Feeling like I haven't accomplished anything in my life. I know that I was taught that I was unimportant to this world. Insignificant and small, valuable only by my uses and what I can provide. Hypergamy is sex, marriage or a relationship to a higher standard of social classes. That's a type of sexistic classism and ageistic racism that works for women. 

I know that I don't have any money, no car, no major successes. But I could live ideally by myself. I know what I'm worth and I know that through manipulations of hatred and discriminations, I am stuck here. And was held back by the Morrison family because of multi-generational traumas, curses and withhold or lies about past generations. 

Because of medical problems in my personal history I was stuck to not get full-time employment. Or have two careers. Feeling like I'm singled out for manipulations, discriminations and probably future abuses. Stuck in addictions and traumas for the rest of my life if I do move. I don't have any healthy mind. 

But now I have a good life now. Hopefully I can get a good chick through all this crap and negativity. I know that inherent negative bias is something we all grow up with. That's why we are so fucked up. That and disabilities, discriminations, beatdowns and traumas in this toxic culture. I know that culture influence the psycho-historic schemas of prejudice and discrimination through social conventions, methodologies and schemas. We just have to be aware of certain psycho-culturological aspects of cultures on Earth. 

My sister Billie Jean thinks she could subtly put me down while keeping me here. Calling me dumb and stupid with guises and manipulations of words. I know that I've faced many discriminations, walked against many biases, seen many cognitive distortions( irrational negative patterns of thinking in exaggerations), prejudgments, prejudices, stereotypings and social stigmas. But she doesn't have any rights to keep calling me dumb and stupid. 

I know that people have an exaggerated sense of future events with me (Catastrophizations). I know that they don't like me and love me for real. They create the illusion of love and respect out of sheer professionalism. I know what I'm up against and I know that people want to prove somethings wrong with me, that I'm helpless or mental invalid. There is always something wrong with me and no... I don't have a rich life in any First Nation communities. Fundamentally damaged and stuck, sexually stagnant and professionally discriminated and quiescent. My dormancy is the result of my traumas being passed on. 

Well I do live a kind of enrichen lifestyle where I do want to live a single, independent, carefree lifestyle of such simplicity, positivity and sobriety. And living here have proven that kind of results, friction is a by-product of inherent negative bias. I know that I've been learning about women, tradition, psychology, culture and religion since I've been here. Knowing that I am heterosexual and want something of a heterosexual relationship. I know that I enjoyed many memorable experiences here, Christmases and cruises and outings. Now in these past years I've been going to concerts. 

But I know that I don't have friends to text for stuff like that. I don't have any enrichen lifestyle I would want to live with my things, books and electronics, tools and smartphone in Eskasoni. I know that I don't know the calendars of Cape Breton Centre 200 events, or have any clue what's going on in Eskasoni. 

Knowing that every forms of discriminations isn't respected, no biases recognized and stereotypes realized. There isn't any stigma-free, unbiased and impartial organization here. Neutralism and philosophies of non-judgmentalism is where everyone is fucked up but petty enough to see a modicum of broken sense of twisted pride and justice, and righteousness. Nothing is up to fruition and standard. 

But I know that everyone means well. And so my sisters too. I know that people don't want to philosophize about ageism reaching the youths. How certain behaviors are toxic, how certain belief systems and valuations are off because of intergenerational impacts, multi-generational traumas, addictions-filled hypersexuality and hyper-independence, multi-generational curses and discriminations of every kind. 

I could go into darkness and out of it. I could learn from it and develop theories, psychologically philosophies, and neuroethically figure myself out. The qualities of my thoughts are called submodalities; taste thinking, smell thinking, obsessing over imagery, sounds thinking and tactile thinking. We could literally think ourselves into an obsessive problem and be stuck there until someone snaps us out of it. 

Or learn coping skills and self analysis techniques, work our own brain through these things using (coping/life/social/personal) skills set from mental health. Women have stinking thinking, they need the time to stop the thinking and change the qualities of thoughts into a more positive, confident and powerfully dynamic permanency. It's the thoughts you want changed. John Milton's work is an epic where changes in the mental space is from heaven of a hell, a hell to a heaven. This is dog eats dog. 

With Richard Bandler's work, he has a more neuroscientific experience to it that I gladly will change in a heart beat. It's called Neurolinguistic Programming. During the early 1900s or when Western or European medicines were starting to take traction. There was a lot of social stigmas back then that was associated with the Devil. 

But this doctor is showing our submodalities to us, I am learning to identify my qualities of thoughts and recognize and do something with it. Dialectal Behavioral Therapy manual has granted me these coping skills, tips, techniques and mindfulness and self acceptance. People who want to torment me wants to learn my epistemological reality. Dimensions of hell I've went to just to further deepen my torment. Truthological perspective is that I don't know culture that well. 

Hatred will only serve to suffer through person thinking of it. I know that it's been a while since I've gotten any information about long-term relationship experience. I know that I'm less of a loyal man because there is any serious attachment styles I could adjust to. But I could learn from Dr. John Gottman and change my qualities of thoughts through Richard Bandler's works and Dr. Marsha Linehan. And learn to be ideally living, monogamous and loyalty a beautiful woman. 

Negative emotions are tough emotions that we all go through. It's the price we pay for our qualities of thought we have to understand. What was those tough moments I've been through that nearly wrecked my life? Childhood addictions, bullies that beaten me down, perverts and pedophiles teaching me to accept my life as is, because I'd witnessed my biological mother cheating with my stepnuncle after being sexually abused. It was being played as a movie in my head. 

The murky waters of elusive, intangible emotions that's neurochemistry had me stuck in a moment. If you cannot be positive than you should try self discipline. The power of disciplined minds have a great cultured ego states. I have to listen to my trusted elders because nobody in their right minds want to take care of me. But Mawita'mk Society and family. 

I've fought most of my life in lost battles. Suffered strong discriminations, deep addictions from childhood traumas, had my life in changes medically and psychologically. I had to make a lifestyle paradigm change back into health and consciousness. And I had to fight the ones I love because of hyper-independence. 

Yeah I have experienced schemers and financial abusers on Cornawallis street. Somehow I still think something bad is going to happen. Like I've faced White people on Cornawallis street. I know that I did not do well in defending myself against step family, white people and colonially beautiful people. Growing up in a toxic community. I know that I was mistreated and hated. People don't want the responsibility of their hateful actions and strong discriminatory uses. 

That's why I am practicing forbearance, patience and philosophy of non-judgmentalism, caution and balance of neutralism, wisdom in science and mathematics. I know neuroethically I have to defend myself because of racial colorism. A psychological warfare on the skin tone of my people. 

They use psychological methods that make me unaware of the manipulations to discriminate. And I have to be on the defense and protect what little sanity I have left. I know that I'm insane but it seems as though the psycho-historic schemas, Caucasian and psycho-historic conditions of psychological warfare in discriminations, is that everyone gets discriminated because of their light skin. Yeah my complexion never granted me driving lessons, careers or riches. Or monetary safety. I've been kept on getting cut down to size and never had my justice. 

Then again I've been fighting all my life against the established authorities and social conventions that I've been fighting against people I've love. Discriminations has rotten my mind to play that mental/psychological movie over and over again where I couldn't really control my own movies. But Richard Bandler tells me I can, so many doctors tells me that I got options. And in Mawita'mk Society it's the safest place where I could learn all this level of self discipline and self level of aware controllability. I have the conscious choice to make good on this. 

I know that my submodalities or qualities of my beliefs is because of certain past residents. They don't want me trying and self-confident in my independence. My belief in my personal leadership or self-sufficiency is always doing or using. Practicing the wisdom of beliefs and values I have. What is my axiology? What elements do I have for my attention on my valuables? Why is everyone trying to sell my things?

Well that's because of their attitude about their addiction. There is a type of belief and qualities of discriminationary belief in addictions that everyone steals. Well the less experienced people do because they don't realize they have a lifelong duty to our communities. Fundamentally damaged people do because they were hired to steal. 

That's why when I say addicts, bullies, schemers, extortionists, RCMP, fiends and drunkards were here. They all have unique understanding of their reasons why they have thieving reasons. Bullies want to dominate and take. They are arrogant and don't want me to defend myself. Addicts want to share and steal, they would tell ya that they are stealing. 

The qualities of beliefs in addicts is discriminatory. There are people that works the weaken and wants their lives debtless. I've been studying my qualities of my mental/emotional space and in this water was murkiness, messiness and heaviness. It was hellish and nightmarish in ways where everyone has hated and wants my money. The mental habits or habitual thinking we have about our feelings of our mental space, is based on traumas of the past. 

I know that I have vocabulary and psychology, but the Neurolinguistic Programming I've faced was the qualities of sense of certainty or beliefs. I know that in solitude I've studied my dysfunctional friends, my dysregulated mind, the mental terrains I've faced and the professionals that I've talked to. Everyone judges and have a good deal of discriminationary beliefs of the addicts. 

I was a functional, responsible and emotionally intelligent person in addictions. I was learning about choices, volitional sense of freedom, independent carefree feelings and happy high ego-states. I was single and living the simplistic lifestyle in Eskasoni. I just had a few sequences of bad experiences in Eskasoni. Learning that nobody wanted me to learn about my own qualities of my sense in certainty. 

I know that I had a lot of good reasons to stay because I knew what books to look for. My landlords didn't want me to learn about business, military history, philosophy, psycho-historic stories, mental health and coping skills. They've tried to hold me back from getting books. 

In my old apartment, behind 74th street, on Horseshoe Drive Apartment. I know that I could make that apartment a home. Home being a safe sanctuary of a happy place. I know that discrimination works in so many ways, culturally, intellectually, through belief systems and axiology. 

But a lot of addicts do steal. I won't discount that experience. I know that I want to move back in my old apartment because I know what to aim for this time around. I could still be an Mawit'mk family member and use steps and tips into groceries, cleaning supplies, safety and security technologies and practices, and measures. Keep communication going through my smartphone, and get Eskasoni Communication bundle from Eskasoni Communication Company. 

But some addicts learn to be patient, work hard and do whatever you need to do for a little extra. Use, earn, do and learn are my four fundamentals and basic principles. I know that I have a good life in We'koqma'q community. Feeling good, happy and grateful because of Mawita'mk Society and We'koqma'q community members. Because of my accomplishments, milestones, level of education, training and driving level. And because of my things, books and smartphone. 

Yeah this group homes discriminates based on my age, skin tone, disabilities and economic resources. I know that I don't have any respect for my privacy of certain medical information. Jessica Phillips is a friend on Facebook but she uses behavior modifications and psychological manipulations to make me think it's not a big deal. And she acts like I don't know. Being targeted in a group home because I have to give up certain things. 

I know that I'm not special to Mawita'mk Society because they want me over certain things. Like the ageistic authority established in this group home. Ageism is prejudice and discrimination based on a person's age. And I know that nobody at Mawita'mk Society respects stigma-free environment because Rosie forces her beliefs and values on me. 

They are like this from Day One. Forcing and enforcing their beliefs and values through indoctrination of the culture. Rosie won't respect this because she loves control and measure of power tactics. Clyde forces his beliefs too. He financially abuses me and Mawita'mk Society allows such behavior. He owes me a few coffees and pops over couple years. 

My step family love to have measures of controllability on everything, in every dimension and mental space, in every nooks and cranny of my life. Every crevices and surfaces, I don't have any privacy or confidentiality in my life to be independent, smart and tough in my own life. Knowing that certain landlords want to control my life just because I rented their apartment; I know that people don't have any respect for my life. 

In this fucked up world of criterions of "right", "wrong", "bad" and "good". Neuroethically we have to figure out the philosophy of non-judgmentalism, psychology and guardianship of neutralism, wisdom and scientific knowledge of impartiality, and figure out historical justice and balance. We are pioneering in coping skills, teaching emotionally intelligent men to have a backbone, to healthier coping skills and physical fitness. 

I've been anti-authority for so long I forgot how to defend the weak. Knowing that I was learning difference between bullying and picking on. I know that I was trying to learn humor, healing and self control. I was trying to learn personal leadership and personal powers over my own life. People kept on forcing their beliefs on me. Neuroethics in communal discriminations was something. I have identified in a few key areas: 1. Age and skin tone, 2. Disabilities and weaknesses, 3. Liability protection and ableism, 4. Weight amd body, 5. Class, race and sex. 

Nobody wants me running my own life let alone running my own brain. Learning what I've learnt from books and other things, my social contextuality is the reality of discriminations and prejudicial manipulations of beliefs. That's how miserable some people are. My sister Billie Jean thinks she is important enough to hit me and have her friends gang up on me. 

I know how discriminations works. Knowing this I know that my sister can dominate my life in an instance. Learning that I'm unwanted, wants me to depend upon them and Mawita'mk Society instead of solving problems myself, instead of cultivation instead of domestication. And because I cannot exercise on vengeance: everyone in my life has this influence over me because they treat me diagnosed. 

Our social, family and personal brains relies on inner models, schemas or emulators, and theories of what's the criterion of "right" and "wrong" attitudes, what's "good" and "bad" behaviors, and what life skills to use in certain situations. We learn discriminations from culturological aspects of the psycho-historic story. The ongoing thought processes we know as life we based on theories and educated guesses. To Take some of the guesswork out of living, Doctors have books and explanations to help human society to prevail. 

There is the "Psychology of Prejudice and Discrimination" textbook that says "culture influences stereotyping and prejudice because members of a culture hold sets of beliefs in common, including beliefs and behaviors, values, attitudes and opinions". This is an important concept because we are all fucked up in some fashion or another. We have to have a philosophy and psychology of non-judgmentalism, caution and balance and guardianship of neutralism, diplomacy and brinkmanship, and awareness of first contact. 

It's important concept because our modus operadi is taught to us, but Star Trek has their sophisticated features of the mind. Have their teachings of other beings, diplomacy and brinkmanship of, awareness and practiced wisdom of first contact. A mature way of looking at it is with Growth Mindset, Can-do and Go-getter attitudes. And a sense of certainty about certain directives and guidelines. I know that rule is important if it's coming from personal powers or leadership. We have to make our own rules to morally guide our behaviors. 

But natives too, have their inner models, emulators, standards, criterions, theories and schemas. I know that through colorism and classism, ageism and toxic sexism we have engaged in. Neuroethically we have to be mature enough to understand what stereotyping is, what prejudice is and types of discrimination. 

With every dark psychological spells and manipulations, a projected need was cast over me to shut my mouth or I'll be hurt when I wanted to tell my stepfather everything. Learning that I don't have any personal powers over my own mind. I'd learnt that a shared mental space can be forced feelings of guises in personalized hell through discriminations and prejudicial treatments. I know that I did not live to my fullest because my stepfather wanted truth and his brother was a moral coward. 

I got women I wanted. Yes, I've appreciated women older than me. And yes, ideally I've had lived my life in a good way. There wasn't any real relationship promises and all the older women wanted to trapped me in my choices. Discourse in power suggested they shouldn't have any personal powered entrapment skills. I know that I had a lot of good women in my life, good girls and good friends. Dysfunctional friends but good friends. With the books I got now I wish I had in Eskasoni. And that goes with an online presence. 

I know with a smartphone I could make a happy home. And learn all the security measures and safety cautions, warnings and tips and advises. I know with a smartphone I could have an ever-online experience where I could be contacted through WiFi and text. Hopefully I can pass the discriminatory uses and practices, have my porch and garage at my old place. And have security measures and safety practices in my life. Eskasoni hasn't changed over the thirteen years I've been gone. 

And learning that I've been through many discriminatory hells years before I was at Mawita'mk Society. I know that I have insights and experiences in this socioeconomic reality where I did not succeeded in my twenties. Where I couldn't really enjoy myself in my hometown any more. Where fears, doubts and hatefulness was motivated by their preconceptions and prejudgments of me. I was a kid learning the brunt of intergenerational impacts. Criminally behaving and wanting me to take the fall. I know that hatefulness awaits me in Eskasoni.

The inner models which I talk about is the brain's emulators of people. We tend to emulate people, or copy people in their brave righteousness. Nothing but short of handling my life. My older brother had a lot on his plate. And learning the importance of being righteous , I was learning that I had to get books on subjects that I could've really used in my life. Yeah psycho-spiritually we've wanted repentance and self forgiveness much as we want forgiveness from others. 

I said "there have to be a better way to live" and learning from certain people how I should live. Without my biological mother's measures of control and my stepuncle's too. I know that discrimination works within the belief system too. Mistakes happened to everyone and learning that we are all fucked up in our precepts, perceptions, perspectives and discriminations. We aren't that perfect being. Ontologically impossible. 

Toxic men and women self perpetuate the attritional addictions in a downward spiral into poverty and mental illness. Using anything in excess is way too much. Moderation is balance and we are all entitled to overcome. 

But in the world of cynical hostility and Discrimination, the prejudicial pessimism of a certain group or prejudicial preconceptions of a group so disrespectfully, is that there is always something wrong with my life because of my skin tone. Well there is because I have disabilities and weaknesses I need to work at. Knowing that certain people have that cynicism where I always have something wrong with me. I'd touched basis on discriminations from certain people in the community. And from white culture. 

And the gay community should know that I've experienced homosexism in terms or guises of heterosexism. I wasn't given a choice to let female bodies ravaged me. I couldn't because of certain past rapist known as Trent Seven Nicholas. But I got no problem with the gay community other than this motherfucker scaring off my potential women every night. Discriminations works certain within my diagnostics of his homosexuality. I want him free and independent but not on me. 

Trent Seven Nicholas has forced his beliefs and values on me through manipulations lf my taste in music. And have fucked me at Leonard Paul's apartment building. I did not felt safe or secured. I did not have any women after that. And I think because of this dirty motherfucker I became an incel. 

With toxic sexism there is an evolutionary biological and psychological benefit for women because they are socially excusable in ways where they could cheat and justify it. And I know that single mothers haven't learned to be socially open-minded when it comes to sex. They have social methods and socioeconomic conventions where they choose hypergamous hypersexuality in favor of their pleasures. They are superficial in their good genetic mates. There is nothing special on the appearance of attraction other than good genes. 

Knowing that women have their preferences in terms of hypergamous hypersexuality. Another words they objectify the opposite sex as having good genes and success, are wanting that one percent guy. Rich, dark, tall and handsome. Knowing that women's conditions for a subconscious hypersexuality is for darker psychological warfare and manipulations of men. I know that I don't stand a chance because I got no personal powers and leadership skills over my own life because of enemies. 

I know that there are leagues that they employ in terms of hypergamous hypersexuality, or good genes. Knowing that I am that Average Frustrated guy. Toxic sexism for women have their psycho-historic schemas and conditions because it acts like a buffer. A filter where they need to operate in terms of rejections are better than regrets. Another words I have no good genes because I am not attractive desirability or qualities or characteristics or traits or muscles or height or riches or extra curricular activities or have any good careers. 

With these "leagues" they are saying that they are more valuable socioeconomically, meaning that they don't need a man. And in those facts I'm discriminated against because of stereotyping. I am not an attractive bad ass but something to ba hated against. So I become something to control and become an incel.

I know that I have this tough image where I went through discriminatory/psycho-social hells, personal hells and came out swinging. Now in We'koqma'q community it's a out of reflective learning and how to clean my conscience from stereotypes, to take steps into the progress of being stigma-free. 

I admit that in my writings I could be more stigma-free, unbiased, impartial and objective in ways. Emic/etic choices. I know that these are my experiences and I should point out that I do have allies in my corner. Wanting to improve their understanding. But I have experienced in my life a good gamut of unfair treatments. 

A stigma-free state or unassuming disposition is where I have to protect and guard neutralism neuroethically, where I have to respect younger people's states and attitudes. If a teachable moment is there I could teach through tough love and meaning, value and workethic of learning, using, doing and earning. The significance of learning is to expand your empathy, deepen your compassion and practice wisdom(or general intelligence) into practical uses and disciplined doing. 

Because I am an agent of the young minds. I have to stop ageistic authority, racist authority figures and other "isms" or discriminatory authority figures from getting strengths from culturological aspects like influences and skills in manipulations of hatred. I want my nieces and nephews to have an intellectual, stigma-free, alcohol-free, drug-free, and eternal learning, using, doing and earning. I want them to have that kind of strong workethic of all that. 

But my stepfather has taught me valuable lessons and life skills which I hate to know and do. Learning isn't necessarily a good thing, it could be boring and dullening the critical thinking skills like rumors and gossips. Arguing your point of view or favorable philosophy, is a great passionate talking I need from my stepfather. A civil engaging into argumentation of favorable philosophical works and psychological. 

Neuroethically you would want a strong, independent and intelligent, resourceful and professional woman because she would go to war with me. Real-world experiences tell me that there isn't any such real, essentially growing woman willing to because they all want riches. I want a loyal attachment styles where a deepening of love and meaning, respect and value from our relationship dynamics would be strong in faith, trust and confidence. And truth-telling. 

We support each other and face truths that matters to our relationship. Intellectually open-minded and knowing that everyone don't have a perfect sex life. I know that I could deal, cope with and work with a good woman that is essentially growing woman. But I cannot take a back-stabber in face of cheating. Making me the cuckold old miser who got rich and not famous. We have to face values of what we got. No woman is a traditional woman. I applaud efforts and consistent habits. I want my woman to face people she is getting hit on and tell'em fuck off. 

But I call "White culture" White because I don't know their heritage. They have to be Irish, Scottish, Gaelic, German, Vikings, Saxons, Poland, French and Chinese. 

I know that neuroethically they discriminate based on my age(which that's called ageism), they discriminate based on my disabilities(ableism), they discriminate based on my sex(Toxic sexism). They are supposed to be stigma-free states, an unassuming disposition of the Mawita'mk Society. In order to have a stigma-free environment they have to be unbiased and in a stigma-free state. There is a lot more typs of discriminations like the discrimination based on my skin color(racial colorism or a dirty Indian). 

I am absolutely powerless over my Mawita'mk situations. I don't have any personal powers over my own life or over these workers. Yes, they do support me but they do it in ways to shut me up. And to let who they favor bother me and manipulate me and economically abuse me or financially abuse me or psychologically bully me with microaggressions. They want Alexithymia to stop me from expressing myself, than they want enantiodroma to happen, or confusion. To stop me from telling the difference between opposite concepts. 

There are introverts and extraverts but too, there is ambivert: the balance of introverts and extraverts. I have the hypersensitivity of an introverts but the domineering attitude of an extraverts. When psychological works like Dr. Carl Gustav Jung who has coined terms like Complex, psychological Archetypes, introversion and extraversion, shadows, psychological types, synchronicity, analytical psychology, collective unconscious, anima and animus, enantiodroma, shadow. I could study both Dr. Sigmund Freud and Dr. Carl Gustav Jung in-depth because its part of psychological history. Dr. Sigmund Freud has came up with psychoanalysis terms which are Id, super ego and ego. 

That's where Dr. Eric Berne has came up with Transactional Analysis terms like child ego state, adult ego state and parent ego state. And how we all interact and play head games with each other. I know that I don't like my step uncle Dodo and I hate his guts to the core. He kind of forced his presence into my life. Learning that I became what I hated; an addict. I had to accept, edify and move on. 

He thought he could manipulate my mind into liking him. Learning what disgusting kind of addict he was I did not want to become a poverty-stricken and morally corrupt kind of person. I wanted to learn but my step family did not want to let me read. But again he had forced his hands on me and forced me to share my money I've earned, and spend it on him. He owes me a lot and won't pay me back because he is a financial fiend and a moral coward. He owes me years and years of money and I don't think that he wants me hating him anymore. 

He owes me from my last apartment in Eskasoni because he stole hundreds, thousands from me. And he owes me from buying him cigarettes. He forces his guilt-trip on me and my biological brother isn't here to protect me. Ray doesn't do shit and so does my step family. They all hated on me and wanted me to spend my money. White sums of bitches. They discriminated based on my skin color.