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Saturday, February 21, 2015

"Our creator's?"

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

The creators of physical life, are only the interpreter's of thought, not God, nor UBER GOTT, for that "matter". Thus those who war-ship of the physical creator, is but the "manifester" of math, the interpretation. There are those who dig ever deeper. When Man looked up, past the stars, into the heavens, with passion, he surpassed his creators, showing an in-ordained need, a quest, which superseded Man's creator or creation itself. The quest for perfection, through alchemy, and thus the sciences, all sciences, be the statement, that God works and lives through us, and is that great consciousness which abounds, where all thought, all consciousness stems.
We are thus to finally will as one, to become one. Not by shear math are the answer given, nor easily equated. The feeling mixed with math, is that ethereal place between, this place we call Philosophy to the right, unadulterated pure speculation, thought into motion, respecting the geometry of regions, zone and flow, to the left, be religion, that place where art, self ego, be found...the dark abode, for which no Man returns, and self-flagellates to punish himself with it.

 We are not interpreters for the title exhibits separation. Thus language, outward math, and all code, be against the One Mind, which be the goal, to find the perfect Man, which to murder and thus martyr, as a bloody cornerstone, to warn you, do not think, to not become, do not progress. Long ago, we learned to thus speak with song, castings, and language, which were allegories, parables, not to created the bounds, nor to define them, but to allow, those initiates, those alive, and for good cause, to become part of The All Mind.
 The creators shifted placings, changed the order, to follow pure math, as science, becoming colder, darker, then vampires, feeding off of what they deemed ignorance, and thus to create a herd, a cattle, to fuel the darkening, un-bliss, which is all they felt for existence.
 But the creator lusted, when making Man, interpreted based on the yearning to feel, to become alive, and bliss filled, thus Man was contaminated in his beginnings, thought physically in a pure place of creation, spiritually he was lusted after, for his purity, his ability to be of God willed origin, a thought that rustled, quivered, from the place which commanded those to serve him Man. Man was not first, yet he was made as the first. The geometry was looked upon, the parts were placed before those cold dark entities, so void and lifeless, that they were not meant to live, nor feel, but to be the workers, the drones, to construct what they saw. This is the left, this leans to the left, and the self-persecuting factor remains suspended only in this vacuum of impure notion. They must be so confused, as to seem to know everything but never arrive. "They" must be jaded, that they should be left to abandon, then what do they do? Join Man? But how, Man, built from the very tracings of that construct of purity, into form, will surely find them hideous, as he does. The creator, came from chaos, to produce order, showing that math, in itself, leads to perfection but only in form, The form of music without the One Mind to hit an off note which stirs the emotion by pure intent. It is the suspended mind we fear, the place of peace when in the midst of war. Due to the fact, that we view from the outside, to which only displays the geometry of a face, the angle of muscles in contract, but the spirit of that peaceful source, can not be found outside, but is thus everywhere.

Not born of a Woman, but by form, not born unto Man, as he is not in the ways of Man. Yet to trace his steps, they are ill gotten, done with haste, in malice as yours, as sinner too, so how did he become? We shall not give this matter further thought, but thus call him, through our ability to travel, know and see him, through the spectrum of time, Anti-Christ, yet not to see, that it was society, which breached his cause towards purity in motion? Thus when the contaminator bid, the origin? Each through a stone, and cast it upon him, 72 in fact, then a final 73rd, the final name name of God?
In this we call perfection?
Only to make 1, thus the perfection begins the repeat, hopes that order will be the only cause, so that no the math, but prosperity be known, in truth.

7 Principles
The 3rd and final spin cycle...it's what you do with the all knowledge which lay before you, as the time has come for those sleeping to awaken to the cause. Wake up, Anti-Christ's, know what your stones, have done, you aim to kill the purity within, maintain the impurity, the sin. Would I thus call a cook god of food? Or a biological Father, my Father in Heaven? Thought is the current on which all principle rides. Your genius, is seen as idiocy by others who are beyond you, who have taken the true language of Principle on, into regions for which it was bound. Your society of stone casters, simply abhors the Principle, thus your society...people divided, but to show teeth to one another in public. Out smarted the source have you? See what comes your way, when good and evil are cast aside, leaving only Principle, not up to Man's contribution, of dark and light, as interpreted within him.

 Thus begs the question at hand. Is that point to the Left, and thus the Right, at all Principle oriented, at all necessary?

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