Hate the # 1 Social Behavioral Disease: The Prince of Principles

By Sir Steven Anthony

Boy meets girl. Steven is from the country club brought up with understanding reasoning, believing in facts, having a consciousness, and carrying a moral compass. Octapella lives in a trailer park and under her mother’s standards, disbelieves, suffocating control tactics. Zoo controls all of Octapella’s decision-makings. Zoo wants her children to be bad, thoughtless, and much as possible, uneducated with life, society, and not understand how the real world lives. Zoo’s network of people she titles as family are all corrupted in the way they think, act, and believe. The more Steven tries to listen to Octapella, the more he wants to give Octapella a better life. However, Zoo continues to interfere, so Octapella, like a mermaid, keeps going back to her mother for advice, instead of her fiancé.

The book resembles a reflection of the Cinderella story. Questions seem to unveil. Do we live in a society where evil is prevailing and becoming the ruler, the norm, and way of life? Do we have immature people in higher-up places of authority making decisions to the people and for the people?

This story unfolds. We can sweep off and brush away the dirt on society through detection by observation and then making awareness for other to adjust accordingly for the better. There is always room to make change for the better of the people. Steven and Octapella move in together. They practice together the steps and ceremony of marriage in church, however, never reach the point of marriage. As the same time, Steven practices for war and eventually goes off to war for five years in the deserts of Iraq. It is not Octapella who needs rescue from a knight in shining armor. It is their daughter, Santana Maria.

Worse, the presidential judge happens to have the same character of Zoo and Octapella, a social behavioral disease that carries internal deception, an intergenerational violent behavior of selfishness, hate, control, shaming, jealousy, and unjust. Therefore, a tease of unfairness just for their personal satisfaction. People like Judge Sorrow, Zoo and Octapella love the center of attention and being in charge only to spread more corruption in decision-making. They must have the final word, right or wrong. They despise when others are smarter, keen, happy, organized, correct, and content without drama. Judge Sorrow’s technique in court is not to make a final decision. Even after fifteen years, Steven continues to ring more evidence, and the judge says she needs more evidence and in the meantime, gives Steven zero custody.

Like an undertow, families get separated because of a misrepresentation, heartbroken allegation, false promised arbitration, all from a malpracticed broken lopsided, slippery slope inconsiderate judge’s sloppy, careless, and weak rulings.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Apr 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9781662442520

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Chapter 1

The Changes with the Times

This is where it all happens: in the home. Intergenerational violence is the epitome, the root cause analysis, the Mayday, a springboard that unleashes the senses of social behavioral diseases. Hate is the root cause analysis, the center core to taint, stain, and lash out to others in the form of deprivation, jealousy, pride, arrogance, and ignorance. Hate is the shock of catch-and-release to transform and redirect others by stunning their true self and growth. Those who commit crimes and go unpunished will have to answer to God at the gate on Judgment Day.

As a leader—parents are to be leaders too—one must be in touch and spend quality time with their family and community they support. If you do not interact and get to know your own children, then you do not know them as individuals. In eastern philosophy beliefs, children are to be guided, not forced into shaping, mending, or carrying family traditions or practices. You can advertise and show them; however, you cannot not force them to be like you. Through observation, it is their choice and their body how they choose to live. Children change with the times. Just like a politician, a crowd can sense a bad leader and choose not to follow them. A dog can sense a bad master. So can a child sense a bad parent. Most children act up due to bad parenting. The original thread of disruption weaves and stems from the parent who is stressed with anxiety and/or depression that carries over on to the child. Therefore, it is not the child who needs to be medicated; it is the parent who needs assistance to get help.

People say we cannot go into homes telling parents how to raise their children. However, I have good news: We can take their ass to court. But we need a judge who is mature, sensible, knows about a child, and who has ethics, value, and had proper upbringing. A loose goose waddling judge will get society nowhere but a high horse on a merry-go-round in a circus carnival. We do not need judges in society who live in denial and sit back and laugh about matters. This judge mentally lives in a whirlpool of her own reflected childhood background upbringing. We need problem solvers who fix scenarios and not tear them apart. This is a time of need where the world needs to come together by working together. It starts with upbringing within a family structure. They had fishy personalities that would sway back and forth and bark like dogs. As if there was such a thing as a dogfish. It was the way they were raised, to be, right or wrong, and hold the position of being no. 1. They called themselves the big dogs in the tall grass.

I have been proactive, and now there was damage with my daughter, so the judge, her followers: Bin Coffee (my daughter: Santana’s lawyer), Octapella (my ex-girlfriend and bio mother), and Zoo (Octapella’s mom) had to endure the quiet storm of a tidewater tide wave that was going to turn everything that was upside down and make everything correct. When I think I use a moral compass to stay on path in the journey and course of life.

The Santana Maria was not about a ship, however, an eleven-year-old girl being purposefully deprived, captive, and sheltered living with her mother and maternal grandmother along with so many unjustifiable boys and men asking like modern-day pirates. Santana was stuck, underage, and in the mountains serving no purpose when she could expand herself being cultivated with me her biological well-mannered and educated dad in wide-open places and spread her adventurous-minded wings and learn knowledgeable creations on her own horizon. Right now, she was encompassed without guidance and direction. Zookie, and now Octaplle, have no boundaries as if swimming in the ocean and stepping, yelling at even strangers and having sex with suicidal misfits who have no life, no self-esteem, and low problem solvers. Santana’s, my daughter, only momentary escape was having time to recoup and breathe during grade school hours while the voices of a chaotic home life continued to shatter in her brain reputably. Along with sleep deprivation, food deprivation, and deprived by the judge even to see her paternal side of her family tree who only live ten minutes away. I live on the country club. I pleaded with the judge, as a concerned father to my child, to help tutor, take to Sunday school, parochial school, adventures, sports, increase, exercise, proper food diet, show empathy and kindness, and bond to feel wanted. Verbally, this judge agreed, however, never placed on a court order. Bin Coffee said, Steven, your child needs no advice or someone to provide for her. The judge said, Your child needs no help with school. The school will help her. I had to think, What planet are they on, saying this child needs no guidance, family structure, morals, or a father? Bin concludes, Your daughter does not need to be protected, or a savior in her life.

In opposition, she could be living in wide-open spaces, smiling with her sails filled with song and joy being with her father. The word article the in the book title was used purposefully to signify the child was being treated uncomfortably as an object and not a subject. (The content of this reading represented in good faith, the truth, and accuracy regarding information, events, or people and that the people’s names have been changed to avoid lawsuits, especially when lawyers and judges are being signaled out and signified.) The mood of this piece was a child who lived in a dark space (her bedroom) instead of living freely with adventure, denied by a local Pennsylvania judge (Judge Sorrow) and sidekick a GAL (guardian ad, attorney: Bin Coffee). This judge spitefully, immaturely denied all the help the child’s father was offering since day one. The father, Steven Anthony (narrator and author of this book), said in court he would tutor his child, spend quality time, teach social skills, culture, family values, home economic skills, family tradition, a religion, etiquette, and demeanor, have play therapy as fun time, and educate her with schoolwork. Santana was undernourished, had trouble peddling a bike due to lack of energy. She was seeing a trauma counselor, a nutritionist, a family doctor, a school counselor, a school psychologist, teachers, and even hospitalized. While the judge said, There is nothing wrong with this child. This judge was acting like Zookie was to Octapella. The judge was acting and stating with a voice for my child. The judge was in denial with evidence and continued to keep me from gathering evidence by keeping me from talking and depriving my child her rights by keeping me from being the father. Other judges claim these are wrongful acts and need to cease at once. The judge was not showing judgment by depriving a child from her father and keeping the child in harm’s way. Therefore, intergenerational violence by not giving my child her own voice. Judge Sorrow continued to buck the system and used her own personnel inputs as poor judgment instead of law-abiding court rulings. She made up her own rulings. This judge also had some sort of hate with children and family settings. The judge was known for separating families instead of bringing people together. Her own five children were raised by her husband and not by her. For some unknown reason, the true emotions of this judge were written all over her face, for she did not want this child of mine to have a good life where she could have a fun, enjoyable, and educated life from her fun-loving father. Because there was no evidence of foul play from me, the judge started to rule over me and said, It was quiet in her house, and she could use a child. Then she turned to Bin Coffee and said, Bin, your two daughters could use a playmate on the farm. This was after I had created a tidal wave of evidence, for fifteen years, against Octapella in her ways of immoral upbringings. The judge was always saying, I believe in Steven. Then she added, Now that we have all this evidence, how do we know this is all true? This judge was wishy-washy.

Whenever I had evidence, Octapella would do one of three things: cry in court, call me a lair, or say, All right, give Steven his child.

The judge would say, Keep quiet, Octapella. The judge would also say when I had evidence, You cannot say that in my courtroom.

As the father, I grew up on the country club and pitied Octapella, my girlfriend, with her sobbing tearful home life. I felt and believed I could make all for the better and obtain a family life that she and I could and would share at free will. However, after years of a tormented and cruel life that Octapella endured, by now, she knew of the difference and wanted others to feel her pain, especially friends who were dear to her and close to proximity. Like a spider, she would lure you in close, then spit out her venom on to you. This process in design made her look as if she was the victim. It was a trap made and sat by her. She made good people look bad by being at her side. She was spreading a behavioral act of social diseases. I showed Octapella that a family does not have to live in day-to-day deprivations and unknown fears that turned into horrible major events. People like this judge, her sidekicks, Octapella, and her mom (Zoo) had the idea that leadership was to shun and shame the innocent so, in opposition, they could stand in the limelight. They were never taught how to use their heart for emotions like empathy, sympathy. They had no care for themselves or others. They only know to take what is not theirs and suffocate the air out of others for pure satisfaction. They feel they had been cheated by God. In theory, if you want to achieve and get ahead in life you must care for yourself and others. It is called picking up the slack. You must learn to stand on your own.

Octapella was a representation of a mermaid. She would go under the surface and disappear for a while whenever she would step out. Upon re-surfacing and returning to me, she would act all innocent. Mermaids are deceiving. People like her, those with a turtle-shell demeanor, use their hearts as bait to lure people inward, catch them, and eat up all their self-worth. Leaving only behind their soul for the devil to decide to take. If your girlfriend even leaves you and even for your best friend, Mother Mary says, ‘Leave it be." Not all girls are designed here on earth to stay settled down. They are curious by nature and love to explore. Some are angels too. There is a difference in behavior between Angels and Mermaids. Angels have and show their hearts. Angels love and care for everyone. Angels have many friends; however, angels only fall in love once. Mermaids have many friends too, more so, they are multiple partners throughout their life. Mermaids resemble butterflies they go through phases, breathe softly under pressure, and smile while soaring and swimming in denial. They know how to take flight like an Angel, however, they do so under the surface. Some theories state we are all dancers of life, side-stepping, shuffling, box movements, trotting, and skipping over. You have your couples lounging at a table, other on-stage mixing partners, while the wallflowers observe on the sidelines.

What is dangerous about street people like Octapella and Zoo, they know how to pull the brakes on life. Their mission in life was to enjoy holding people under, keeping others from succeeding while they climb up over them. Their goal in life is to find that hidden cave underwater that leads to Shangri-la or eureka so they are set for life. They are creative in doing so. Like a mermaid, they act like they do not know how to move their legs, but they sure know how to move their mouth and take from others in the process. They love to drain innocent people of the dreams, livelihood, estate, work skills, and accomplishments by verbally downplaying efforts. Their philosophy and personality that others are to do for them when they do not even try to do for themselves. Octapella knew how to act innocent and evil at the same time. She would play the helpless victim. The bottom line, she was not a victim. More so, she was just pure helpless and looking for attention under every rock she could find. She said she felt deep inside that society owes her gratitude; however, she has been shortchanged in life. She did not ask to be, born. Her way of thinking was backward and upside down. Some people feel tied down to life because they are born into a family business. Others might feel tied to life because they have a child. This is the wrong way of looking at things. You must learn how to manage, make ends meet, and juggle to fulfill life and your dreams. Children are miracles and a family business is a gift.

What I have learned no matter how much you do for them, how little, or nothing at all. It does not matter. It is all about who they can control. It is drama. The more you do, the more they ask for and expect like a sieve that sifts sand. If you do too much, you end up being fool’s gold and never amount to anything for yourself. Because they do not understand appreciation. For them, the lack of appreciation is a safeguard. If you have no appreciation, then you have no pain or desires in life. People act according to how they are raised. Children must be raised like a recipe. If there is too much discipline, they become a wild child. If there is too little guidance, they can also become a wild child. Spending quality time, daily, gives weight for a child to stay on the right path in their journey in life. Children and adults who are ignorant are not to blame. It is not their fault. It is the way they were raised, hard. The problem in society is when those same people rock the boat in society holding the upper hand in society’s decision-making. That is when all hell breaks loose. Where the innocent becomes the victim and gets crushed like a bug on the wall. Evildoers like the black-cloaked winged shadowed bird and bird’s nest of Judge Sorrow. Purposefully, she turns family worlds upside down and into a downward spiral. Leaving nothing behind for support, only the abyss. For a man who has everything, this Judge gave me nothing for me or my daughter, Santana Marie. She gave only false hope, false promises, and an empty hand. This judge had sabotaged, and train wrecked a perfect relationship between a daughter and her daddy. Just like Zoo sabotaged her daughter from having and holding on to the best thing she ever had in life and that was me. Hate has the power of a tide to become a tide-a-wave. It can break off and curve families and relationships that cause crippling events and need of aid for repairs and mending hearts. She kept us in misery and in a purple haze of confusion without reason, theories, or philosophies. She not only made up as she went along in bending rules but she also made up new rules to suit herself.

So how do we stop this madness of hate and anger among people of differences and among loved ones? There is a miracle in this mixed setup. We recognize this as a symptom. The law steps in to penalize to focus and address the importance of. People who carry long-term issues and memory pain from parents belittling and ridiculing their children can stop the generational disease of hate. This hate is not brought on by the food we eat. Therefore, it is not the neighbor’s bear soup that you were forced to eat. That made you hate. It was not the chicken dumplings with gravy, cornbread, and rice that you had to eat for a week. The long-term issue came from the environment that your parent placed you into or kept you so you would not grow physically and mentally. Whether it is a fish in a fishbowl, a flower in a garden, or the cream-of-the-crop at Uncle Jed’s farm. It is how you are nurtured, cared for, and groomed while growing up, so a child can reach maturity and obtain a sound mind to spread their wings in the air and at sea when they become an adult.

Medicine does not cure one who continues to be in that kind of environment. Some parents need to be taught the difference because to them it is the norm. The way they only know-how and the only way they were taught. So, there is light at the end of this dark tunnel. Hate is very powerful and destructive, however, with the knowledge it can be stopped.

If mentally, you feel deep inside your childhood was incomplete. You are going to keep reliving the past to fill in that void and this can affect one’s judgment and outcomes based on immature decision makings. One way, to properly make the adjustment is to relive childhood experience by spending quality time with your children and let them be kids. Give them and open their hearts to experiences and new horizons you were undeniably deprived of. Do not use excuses or causes based on hateful events of your past. Get away from the deep dark hole and help others see the light together. When a person does good things in life and helps others, in the process, one can breathe so much better and live continuously with an open mind, a blessed heart, and a smile on their face. It is an energy that gives life and light into the soul and spirit. These acts lead to a promise of eternal payoff.

It is written in the Book of Enoch, who Enoch was the great-grandfather to Noah, a book written before the bible that we are all connected some way and somehow. ‘Men are the sons of our God and women are half angel and half human.’ Many of the ideas and ways and reasons believed in churches today came from that book and ideas from the bible as well. When you find your skill and beauty in yourself, you will have a passion to care, appreciate, believe, and do for others with kindness. Remember, things happen for a reason. Things do not just happen or appear in life like magic. Leaders in charge should never make up their own rules just to satisfy themselves to look important and avoid the real issues. It is always a good rule of thumb to do your own digging with research and stand up with evidence for a just cause for people and justice. Never be fooled by someone just because they are in charge. Some people want to be in charge of right or wrong and will enjoy leading you down the wrong path into darkness.

It is our nature to show no respect to the unknown. However, through discovery, when you spend the time to get to know someone then you see and find the truth and understand their outcomes and why they act the way they do because of gender or culture. One should never rely on gossip or rumors. Those are usually based on someone from afar. Always be your own judge in decision-making by investigating. It is ignorant when we do not know about something and make judgments without research. This is only based on surmises. Whether an object or subject we find the art of appreciation by taking the time to study and learn the history. That is when respect sets in.

Did you ever hear of, have respect for the dead? I believe there is life after death. That life after death should be a stage of life. Most of the 7 Archangels (or falling angels) mentioned in the book of Enoch were removed from the Christian bible during the 4th century. However, strongly in support, these same archangels are also mentioned not only in Roman Catholic and other Christian religions but also include Egyptian theology, Greek and Russian Orthodox, Islamic, and Judaism. Death is a very formal process. You just do not die and go into the ground. If you do not know how something works or the process of then there is room for the lack of care. When you learn on your own or someone takes the time to explain to you, then you also find the art of understanding and appreciation. Each angel, in heaven, has a job to do in the process, like a full staff. In the last hour of death, Archangel Saint Michael Demiurgos will meet up with you. Saint Michael is a warrior who works for God, twin to Lucifer Samael Morningstar, and their sister Archangel Saint Azrael will guide you through the gates of heaven. Their older brother Saint Amenadiel coordinates and controls the time. We have time here on earth because of the laws of gravity. The further you go from the earth the longer you live because of the lack of gravity. In heaven, there is no gravity. Once you learn how to open your heart, you can learn so much more and appreciate the details and the cycle of life.

There are many ways a person can live forever. One is through legend by writing about them or talking about them decade after decade or centuries. If people keep talking about something year after year, there must be truth within. Another way, we live forever is through mind, spirit, and soul. Throughout history, people always show self-doubt. You give them proof and they want more proof.

Mermaids will turn and leave you; however, they return like a dove. Some people rather not face the truth, the true North, the North Star, God. They would rather live in denial and sweep everything under the rug like a cat, dog, or mermaid. Mermaids live a fantasy life. Most of their doings are with the underworld or should I say in the water. They tell you they can soar and swoop like a bird; however, do not be fooled these acts are in the water not in the air. Interesting, Angels do admire one feature about Mermaids, their long hair. Hair can float in water, it is as soft as a dove’s breast, it moves without bone structure, the strands resemble stings to a harp, and when tapered feathers and flows like a wing.

They Already Have Theirs

The birds already have and are born to keep

Here on earth, at the size of a peep.

The birds already have theirs.

Wings to fly, made of feathers.

For they do so, religiously. Sing,

Perched up high, yet so nearby.

Able to touch the sky.

They hurt no one who trespasses against them.

They illustrate the beauty of color.

They show there is freedom in going further.

When traveling, you recognize, patronize, and educate.

It is one way to know how to learn.

It was Octapella who described to me her aura. It was like windowpanes of light that surrounded her and protected her. It was like opening your eyes underwater and seeing how light beams down into the water, shooting out and forming standing windowpanes at different angles made of light, the rays representing slivers of glass reflecting. It was like swimming in an underworld maze on a journey, exploring and in awe of the wonders and beauty while searching for a utopia, a hidden treasure.

It makes you wonder what direction our society is leading toward. Are we going back in time? Are men, in general, holding on to their estate and living a single life while today’s women search for hidden treasures with their family history, job, or society?

For centuries women have been tied down to a family or home, even since the beginning of caveman times. A modern woman does want or need affection, a shoulder to lean on, or a family to create. These are people who believe in fantasy instead of facts. They believe what they want to believe. They are strongheaded. They do not want to grow up. They hold on to their past and watch their future revolve as it goes by and slips out of their hands. They want to be an island of all their own. If you are going to be independent, you better know how to stand on your own two feet and go republic. Otherwise, you are trying to have your cake and eat it too. You cannot have it both ways. This all boils down to being and becoming mature. This generation wants freedom and independence without