The People, as pre-determined digits suspended within the light, water, protein solution, a prism of held hologram (principle less)

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

Within this Grid, this Sphere of exists

"If you are indeed a god, and have ever lasting life, then die for us, as we learn, as we ascend...yet that was far to long ago, to be of any value to your ill cause now".

 Invaded, by giants, by forces, dethroned from the planets they destroyed, by ill neglect. Here we are, in the same, wondering, the few that is, why brute force, and not superior intellect, is allowed to prevail, though not forever, yet for a seeming eternity of pain and loss...what were we suppose to have done? When a lesson is not laid clearly, within our own, do we then lose status, to a default, some call Luciferian, due to the reflection of Phi, of THE ALL, of our very Father's kingdom (Black Jack 21)...but this is not your Father, but the Father's who are distinct and separate, found in the book, of codes and teachings, all that be left now, a code to break, only to lose ground (space/time).

 So many esoteric solutions attempted, throughout current times and history, the idea only to be momentarily embraced, then to be falsely proven wrong, by incorrect merit of anti-reason. You say he failed to bring ascension to the people, now standing behind your neighbor, whom you wanted to kill moments ago, partly within your subconscious, because the alien attack, or higher ideal really, was to great a load to bare, for the unable, and thus unwilling (visa verse).
 All colors, beliefs, creeds and systems fail, because the master's of domain are killed in haste, in jealousy, by the sadly predictable masses, which share no affinity of thought, existence and thus conclusion, with those master's.
 My Father is not your Father, my like, my kind is not your kind, but still I feel the pain, that your numb and greedy senses refute, as there be no cream filling for you, no community which sustains death/mediocrity. But you say, "your perspective is wrong!", as I alone turn the dials in my limitless mind, yet cruxed, unattached to the two brains, so crafted to deceive my true origin, two minds, one true, one false, with no solution, due to multi-position, and forces, with no single observer nor orchestrator to hail, nor blame.
  Peasants, to be killed, commoners who cherish the moments of blame to new parents, moment to moment, that is, any one who may aggressively assert oneself, above you. I too, was taught you amorous code, only to lose truth, and thus force power, which connects me to THE ALL.
 Why did I willfully attack this one? You think, but not with any true passion nor compassion. Because he is greater than you, but with only this one, surely the masses and multitudes of the feckless, the undeserving must have a higher value, simply by way of their diminishing and decayed carbon form?
 My people? My people are not your people, they are the ascended ones, who become I'll at the thought of another seemingly organic bowel movement, of "human" connection, you fully embrace as natural. Never to truly ponder, the very teacher, first brought of bodhi within, but to find sanction and sanctions cause, to win the next miss USA pageant? The reason you can not assert, is because no deeper, higher meaning, by which to assert oneself in the first exist. You are not my people, all feeling of pre inclination are sadly manifest as true now, as when I was but a babe. The same alien feeling, the same fear of unpredictable savages, forged of rape, shaped of negative cues and prompts, misaligned, now willfully, with brutality and  violence.
 Yet I could, for a moment, of total and complete truth, will you and your forces of archon empty madness away, and into gas, leaving the planet, rightfully mine. Power? What is power alone, or without the exchange of the higher mind...but another province to be plucked away from yet another Queen Mary, of Scots, illegally and yet before your people's deceitful eyes?
 How good a robot are you, as to salvage your compliant parts, and then to build the thoughtless and blameless beast, we call slave.
 Your people? Only to find commonality within your own family, with those you hate deepest? It is, by now you must have seen and known, not skin nor genetics that base you, towards your people's debasement, but a force, which sifts the numbers, and thus the rulers, of our day. Hale the lessor's as in the cabalistic Jews, make the mediocre stars and the mundane bureaucrats politicians and Caesars, yet as puppets, to the cause. You can not rearrange natural order, by causing the sinless to sin, forever, this releases any affiliation, of a true god, imprisoned within this 1984 (truly 1979). Bubbles, popping in and out of exist, only to be sustained, within a universe, an atmosphere of it's like. A will, of the higher mind, to once again become fluid, not need to usurp a false idea of isolated power. A true king re-establishes, province, not for his current people, but for principle, of the higher mind, which creates the people, moment to moment...and in the moment.

EPL
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