Chapter 7

  It had been a few months since Ginse and Goku had begun their martial arts tuition with Roshi, and although both saiyans were familiar with advanced fighting techniques; Bulma having pretty much developed her own fighting style throughout the years, while Goku more or less did the same, although with teachings for his Grandpa, who was delighted to hear that things were going rather swimmingly for his beloved grandson, and his new friends.

  Friends whom, of course, had a rather rocky retionship at start with the two saiyans.

  You see, during Ginse’s rampage several years ago, where she pretty much destroyed the organized svery system of so-called “modern society”, thus paving the way for a more liberty oriented and anarchic lifestyle for most people (which, by the way, means the rejection of svery; but that’s another conversation; read the stuff on my blog, if you want to know more;)

  Live and let live, do no harm, but take no shit. Non-violence in harmony with self defense and the defense of others. There’s more to talk about, but that’s the gist of it, in terms of one’s behaviour towards other living beings. If, for whatever reason, you don’t resonate with that, there’s something clearly wrong with you, and with or without realizing it, you’re a supporter of svery, so fuck you and fuck that shit.

  Anyways, anyone and everyone can elevate themselves when they so choose.

  Moving on with the story, although Ginse’s rampage had mostly positive effects, it was also the case that in her rage and disgust, she’d inadvertently destroyed numerous sites, structures and nds that had innocent people living there.

  For example, the Briefs had found out that some of the shaolin encves had become corrupted and were aiding in human and child trafficking, in parasitic colboration with the pathetic, so-called “royal” families of the world and many of the organized religions and cults around the world.

  As soon as she discovered this, although at first she intended to channel her rage consciously and only destroy those who deserved it, upon seeing the first few trafficking and organ harvesting sites, sex rings and all that disgusting stuff, the girl went into a frenzy and no longer had the patience to disseminate who’s part of the problem and who’s not.

  Thus, although most of the world’s evil doers have been killed and vanquished, there were many innocents caught in the crossfire.

  And, upon now integrating this realization, after hearing Chi-Chi’s and Launch’s story, pretty much went into a breakdown, her entire composure shattered by grief; although, to note, her judgement was still clear.

  “I… I killed so many… so many innocents…” Ginse curled up in a ball, knees close to her chest and her tail wrapped around her legs, as she held her head inside her arms, tears cascading down her face.

  “If what you’ve shown me is true…” From beside her, Chi Chi gred at the young saiyan woman over her shoulder, before turning her gnce towards the images and disks of footage, documents and inventory files that Bulma made an effort to produce, for Chi Chi and Launch’s sake. So that they would see what those close to them, including most of Chi Chi’s family and Launch’s associates, were doing without their personal knowing of what was going on. “Then, my family deserved to die.” She said in a stuttered voice, her expression firm as she looked upon the evidence again and again, showing deals her father made and his underground base beneath their very home. The girl wondered many things, including if the reason why her father had her wear such skimpy and revealing outfits, was so that he and his so-called friends would get some deranged satisfaction from sexualizing a child. Who knows? If Ginse hadn’t arrived, was it possible that she, herself, may have been used as a broodmother for her family, once she was old enough to get pregnant? She did hear him talk about such things, but didn’t really know what exactly they meant… until now.

  “Fuck. If I knew those bastards did what they did… what the fuck, dude?! Stealin’ crap from rich folk is one thing, but this shit! Fuck, man!”

  Launch growled, looking at the info that had been id out before them, pretty much all across the living room of Roshi’s house, which they’d been examining for several days, since they’d met the two saiyans.

  “That still doesn’t actually make up for my mistakes!” Ginse curled up even more, her face and her entire body convulsing and spasming erratically, to which Roshi sighed, sitting next to her and wrapping an arm around the girl.

  “What you did helped the world tremendously, young one.”

  “I know!” She yelled loud, smacking Roshi’s hand with her tail. “But I could’ve done it far better! So much better… instead, I let the lust for blood…” She raised her hands, seeing the blood on her palms as clearly as she did in all the days it took for her to rampage. “Am I no better than my shitsack brethren?”

  “Hey!” Goku yelled at her, coming right before her and looking straight into the woman’s eyes. “If what you said about our race is true, then there’s no way you ain’t better than those losers! So stop moping around! This isn’t you! So, give me back my friend!”

  “You don’t get it, Goku! This is me! It’s a side of me you haven’t seen thus far, but you know what?! When I see the opportunity to kill someone! When I come across even the tiniest stimuli for anger, or even just annoyance! My body aches to kill! Doesn’t matter who it is, or what they have or haven’t done.”

  “No! You’re not a bad person. You have the urge to fight and overcome challenges! Just like I do!”

  “Yes! I do. That’s the good part! But you don’t know what it’s like, to want to kill and torture people… to delight in their suffering, and feel literal pain… like, my body always wants to spill every single fuckin’ day! Although, thankfully, I have the will, the wits and wherewithal to not give in to the psychopathic urges. If I didn’t have my empathy or moral principles… rest assured, I’d kill each and every one of you, and everyone I’d come across. And I… I’d do it with such delirious glee…”

  “Yet, throughout all these years, you’ve shown the willpower to reject those urges, and likewise channel your rage and sorrows consciously, towards expressing the goodness within you, no matter what. So, I would agree with Goku on this one. Why keep moping around, darlin’? Make up for your mistakes, of course, but don’t beat yourself up for ones you’ve yet to actually make.”

  “Yeah, well… you’re not wrong. Besides, my crity and judgement aren’t affected by these moods, but… the body still goes through these grieving processes; and I think it’s good to indulge in them every now and again, both for the honesty of it, and likewise so as to become acquainted with both the suffering and the joys of life, and go through whichever of them is more apt, wise and effective for one’s growth in consciousness and such. Among other things…”

  Ginse, finally, seemed like she was gradually beginning to outgrow her stupor of regret, nodding to Roshi’s words, and smiling to herself, as both he and Goku wrapped their arms around her; with all three enjoying the beautiful moment.

  Chi Chi and Launch, however, scoffed and snarled, still having a grudge against the saiyan who had killed their families and friends; even though they realized that she was in the right to do so, if these papers, pictures and footage had any truth. In light of that, they didn’t entirely hold it against her, especially with how the world gradually turned out as more people gradually began to consciously assume responsibility for their lives… but it was hard to let go of all the suffering they’d endured, both prior and before Launch found the orphaned Chi Chi and decided to care for her, until Roshi had found them exhausted and more or less starving, on his return home from a trek across the forests near the beach.

  “You guys… wanna join the hug?” Ginse raised her gnce to look at the two, although Chi Chi responded with a cold gre, Launch rolling her eyes, and once more turning her gaze to the documents id out before her, as the young girl sighed to herself.

  “No, thanks.” With that, she turned around, her steps heavy from the weighted clothes she was still wearing, as she made her way outside.

  As she was trying to relieve her stress, Ginse walked out of the house with a wide smile on her face, as she and the others gathered around the campfire, the contrast of the orange fmes and the cold moonlight caressing their skins and glistening in their eyes.

  “You know what? Here’s what I’ll be doing.” She spoke up, taking in a deep, deep breath, before expining her pns for the future.

  Both for the sake of it, because it was actually a good idea, and likewise to try and make up for her mistakes, Ginse had decided to share her discoveries and resources with the entire world, let the notes, the blueprints and schematics of everything she’d build out to the public, so that everyone would have free access to their information and benefit from all of it.

  Upon hearing Ginse’s words, her new friends and acquaintences were rather shocked, what with how capsule corp had more or less come to have a monopoly on technology and distribution, what with there no longer being any major world spanning organization, except the Briefs’ own; and although they never abused their resources and tech, they still had a rather mixed public image. Some ciming that they usurped the previous system, to put into pce their own and thus making them no different from the previous one, while others cimed, more accurately, that they’d destroyed it to in their endeavor to actually help others for the sake of it.

  Ginse didn’t care though, nor did her family. They did what they did, because they felt and recognized that it was right, no matter what anyone said or did.

  Over the next few months, Roshi continued preparing his students, mostly Goku and Chi Chi, for the upcoming Tenkaichi Budokai, as a means to teach the kids some important lessons and likewise as a means to try and help Chi Chi and Launch relieve some of their stress and worries.

  Meanwhile, Ginse had decided that, while Roshi’s teachings were definitely interesting, it wasn’t exactly anything she didn’t already know what to do, although in different ways. Thus, she decided to seek out his sister, Baba, who was a rather apt witch or mage from what she’d heard.

  Usually, the old woman wasn’t one for teaching students, and would often try to get herself to seem particurly greedy and uptight, to both test the would-be students if they’d manage to see past appearances, and likewise as a means of more easily turning them away, if they did not.

  Bulma, however, had no such issues and saw right through the act, the two finding that they could talk about whatever topics for hours and hours and hours, developing something of a retionship that was akin to one between a feisty granddaughter and her quirky grandma.

  Thus, began her tutege in the ancient and magical arts, although a pair of eyes seemed like they were watching the young saiyan girl… and had been for a while, with a green skinned, demon looking old man grinning as he gazed onto his crystal ball.

  “So, you’re the one who shattered the gate of my prison, all those years ago. I thank you for the favour, child. And who knows…” He leaned onto his chair, grinning as he put one leg over the other and then leaned his head upon his fist, as he studied the girl. “Perhaps we might even further help each other out. Such a… mutually beneficial endeavor, we could put together and such. Hahaha!”

  And that’s where we’ll be leaving the story for right now.

  Anyways, among other things…

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  Anyways, among other things...

  Nobody and nothing whatsoever has any "higher cim" to anyone's lives, than whoever's living those lives.

  Nobody and nothing whatsoever has any more or less anything at all, than anyone or anything else at all.

  Freedom is never given. Freedom is never taken.

  Freedom is everything and veyond, and the essence of everything and veyond, etc...

  Everything and veyond is always a choice, and the choice is always ours to genuinely make.

  Anyways, among other things...

  Always question everythingThe more we know, the more we know, how much more there is to know

  Anyways, we are to all and always and veyond ways persist, rebel, defy and do what is right, conscious, spiritual, defiant, creative, courageous, genuine, honest, greater, wilder, louder, prouder etc, no matter fuckin' what, etc.

  WAHUURFIII

  MUAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

  Criteria of Worthiness: https://philoliasfidareos.com/criteria-of-worthiness/

  True Spirituality, compared to bullshit zealotry and cults: https://philoliasfidareos.com/true-spirituality-compared-to-bullshit-zealotry-and-cults/

  Anarchy and What It Actually Means: https://philoliasfidareos.com/anarchy-and-liberty-and-the-rejection-of-evil-and-svery/

  Exposing "virology", "germ theory" and scamdemics: https://philoliasfidareos.com/exposing-virology-germ-theory-and-alopathic-so-called-medicine/

  Exposing and retaliating against "israel" and parasitic jews: https://philoliasfidareos.com/exposing-and-retaliating-against-the-bullshit-parasitic-zionist-jews-and-against-evil-in-general-etc/

  Genuine Veganism (not the bullshit co-opted version): https://philoliasfidareos.com/2882-2/

  Choosing Good over evil: https://philoliasfidareos.com/freedom-spirit-liberty-courage-defiance-honesty-and-essence-also-exposing-the-scamdemic-the-svery-system-the-zionist-talmudic-parasitic-jewry-holocaust-lies-the-most-widespread-cult-bel/

  Anyway, among other things...

  “Creator” and “Creation” consciousness are not “separate”. They are both I and We and Me, infinite and unlimited consciousness, manifesting in different ways, and veyond the concept of “ways”.

  Everything is always a choice, and the choice is always ours to make.

  Always and veyond ways, I wildly, loudly, proudly persist, rebel, defy.

  Always and veyond ways, I and We and Me are all and always and veyond ways, infinite and unlimited, unbound, freedom, liberty, defiance, soul and spirit, care and love, imagination, courage, will and intent, infinity, unlimitedness and veyond... among other things...

  HARAGUURFIII WARAHUURFIII WAHUURFIII

  MUAAAAH AHAHAHAH AHA HA HAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HA AHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA