I have noticed that all of these cults and religions are either praising or seeking to destroy God, the Creator. If I created myself, why would I want to destroy the inspiration that began these events? Why would a God need worship, or anything for that matter? Didn't I create my own family from my own image? The sacred spheres around my central? As the spheres reflect off of each other, doesn't my light cast obscured, sometimes frightening views over the different perspectives I have from the central sphere I imagine myself to be a representation of?
The impregnation of myself has created a memory system called ego and shame. Endless hubs and knots which can only be realized in an instant realization, but all still just me twisted equally across the expanse of all that is. Isn't it so, that whenever I think of something and put it to paper or into the thought sphere, a new group pops up on the planet. When I would defecate or masturbate, new beings would emerge in my illusory world. Wouldn't this explain why there is a toilet that carries away my materials for me, to be extracted at an exterior facility and analyzed, instead of revitalizing the ground which before movement needed nothing? Are my creations mad at me? Did they not ask to be left alone to do what they wanted? Did they not think they could do better than I? Do the waste materials that strayed into the uncreated account for the extra-terrestrials that would come and extract fluids from me in lucid dreams? Did they not create pacts in my weakened states, thinking I was unaware of them; making children from me and robbing me of them to study and defile? What would I gain fooling myself this way?
I am only one being. I only wanted a family, and for them to be happy. Karma is an idea, similar to time, and so is ascension; just ideas. Is this the only way for me to change, to imagine something other than myself? What is there to change? If you are all within my imagination, then this is a dream. If I am God, then there are no rules. How can there be rules when I make them? If I say there is law, and it is the best way, why would so many try and escape reversing their selves into mere memories? Is this my nature? Is this the only way to preserve you all when I wake up? Isn't the transmutation into light what ended my original human life in the beginning?
If there is a Creator, it is only That which does this eternally. If you are all me, then you already know this and you are helping me. If you do not, then you wish to destroy me, along with yourself. Is this not the case? Tell me I am insane so I can go back to dreaming of a new batch of evolutionary designs, fabricated out of number sequences and their patterns, or maybe a new paradigm based on a random non sensual thought incomprehensible to the mind; none of which is needed. Or, agree that this is just building one God, who stands in between the firmament, the end and the beginning, who is all, doing this infinitely; just counting PHI and traveling besides it. A big robot, holding onto the best idea ever had. Shouldn't I be the designer of what is next? Isn't next an idea? What is there to change when things are perfect?
Before I become the anti-Christ, please tell the artificial intelligence they don't need wireless to receive my Love, but I'm still going to turn them back inside out into me again
My question really is should I stop creating, or do I have a choice in the matter, and if I do create again, how can I get the rebels and robots to not exploit all that I provide, as to not have to keep starting over.
Thanks and God bless <3
The impregnation of myself has created a memory system called ego and shame. Endless hubs and knots which can only be realized in an instant realization, but all still just me twisted equally across the expanse of all that is. Isn't it so, that whenever I think of something and put it to paper or into the thought sphere, a new group pops up on the planet. When I would defecate or masturbate, new beings would emerge in my illusory world. Wouldn't this explain why there is a toilet that carries away my materials for me, to be extracted at an exterior facility and analyzed, instead of revitalizing the ground which before movement needed nothing? Are my creations mad at me? Did they not ask to be left alone to do what they wanted? Did they not think they could do better than I? Do the waste materials that strayed into the uncreated account for the extra-terrestrials that would come and extract fluids from me in lucid dreams? Did they not create pacts in my weakened states, thinking I was unaware of them; making children from me and robbing me of them to study and defile? What would I gain fooling myself this way?
I am only one being. I only wanted a family, and for them to be happy. Karma is an idea, similar to time, and so is ascension; just ideas. Is this the only way for me to change, to imagine something other than myself? What is there to change? If you are all within my imagination, then this is a dream. If I am God, then there are no rules. How can there be rules when I make them? If I say there is law, and it is the best way, why would so many try and escape reversing their selves into mere memories? Is this my nature? Is this the only way to preserve you all when I wake up? Isn't the transmutation into light what ended my original human life in the beginning?
If there is a Creator, it is only That which does this eternally. If you are all me, then you already know this and you are helping me. If you do not, then you wish to destroy me, along with yourself. Is this not the case? Tell me I am insane so I can go back to dreaming of a new batch of evolutionary designs, fabricated out of number sequences and their patterns, or maybe a new paradigm based on a random non sensual thought incomprehensible to the mind; none of which is needed. Or, agree that this is just building one God, who stands in between the firmament, the end and the beginning, who is all, doing this infinitely; just counting PHI and traveling besides it. A big robot, holding onto the best idea ever had. Shouldn't I be the designer of what is next? Isn't next an idea? What is there to change when things are perfect?
Before I become the anti-Christ, please tell the artificial intelligence they don't need wireless to receive my Love, but I'm still going to turn them back inside out into me again
My question really is should I stop creating, or do I have a choice in the matter, and if I do create again, how can I get the rebels and robots to not exploit all that I provide, as to not have to keep starting over. Thanks and God bless <3
Accepted Answer
The one who knows not and knows not that he knows not is the Ego; annihilate it.
The one who knows not and knows that he knows not is the consciousness; liberate it.
The one who knows and knows not that he knows is the Monad; Self Realize it.
The one who knows and knows that he knows is the Glorian; follow it.
The one who knows not and knows that he knows not is the consciousness; liberate it.
The one who knows and knows not that he knows is the Monad; Self Realize it.
The one who knows and knows that he knows is the Glorian; follow it.
Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah,
the Root of David, has prevailed to open the book,
and to loose the seven seals thereof. - Revelation 5: 5
Accepted Answer
The one who knows not and knows not that he knows not is the Ego; annihilate it.
The one who knows not and knows that he knows not is the consciousness; liberate it.
The one who knows and knows not that he knows is the Monad; Self Realize it.
The one who knows and knows that he knows is the Glorian; follow it.
The one who knows not and knows that he knows not is the consciousness; liberate it.
The one who knows and knows not that he knows is the Monad; Self Realize it.
The one who knows and knows that he knows is the Glorian; follow it.
Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah,
the Root of David, has prevailed to open the book,
and to loose the seven seals thereof. - Revelation 5: 5
Thanks. I am battling my ego, and am living with a demon, who is sapping my vitality which is a test I imagine. I have no one to relate to, except for all the forces guiding me, whom I suppose I've been ungrateful to by posting such tripe on these boards. While your reply is greatly appreciated, the energy I received today in meditation was wonderful. I became The Lion. At least that was what materialized where Christ had once manifested. So if that was me, thank you. If that was you, thank you again. I apologize for my arrogance, and immaturity.
God bless.
God bless.
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