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EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

Something you must understand, if you ever are to "become", is that deductive/inductive thought be math, and that math be Philosophy. In that, there are truly two spheres, to placings, we are to understand, as planet, as Man, as being, as body trusted in the division of discovery. The EPLimath statement is thus the origin of Mind, that mind which you may assert to know, beyond the loss of your own soul, in your very lurching for control, you have killed a village, a world beneath you unsuspecting feet, in haste.

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 It takes two worlds to make one. When there is a 1, there was first 0, as in sphere or purity? If there be a 0, a 1, a 1, and yet 2, there is truly always three. You may take the sphere seen here as 0 to the left will to combine it with 0 of the right, and what you will find, is in the moment of individual expression, a statement, of itself and in revers, as the sphere in dynamic placing, by reveals not a reverse image of you, but that place where you have turned 180 degree, and are no upside down, and behind "yourself". Is this not Phi? So I have answered the most complex questions here, of what life is, where we are going, what it is for, and still it is not good enough, still you do not proclaim genius to the ALL MIND, to understand itself, why, because it can not be exploited? Is this what you value as having value, in your statement, of all statement, which cancels you our, for you have long since has a chance, now the completion of cycles be known "It does not Matter"~

 The EYE, I, thus is revealed, that place in the center of two spheres, pressed together, and the revelation is a life, a watcher. The ego, of subject creates conflict. It is when the 2 become 1, which always was, that the 1 may become sphere, then to realize the sphere first represented a direction, and the direction was set forth linear, the intent have the linear energy placing, in the pleroma, and the angle was known. The shape was known, as a speed, which was outside, time, was in all places, within those pleroma, in a moment. and the shape was known. The shape of rhetoric of return, is the Pyramid. The shape of escape, found with EPLimath, is the EPL LOGO's, thus the sign. EPL is above the programs of hosts, there is one host, Uber Gott.

 I place in your hands, if you image them to be such, not doubt but to represent the way we petition before the Lord. All other petitions were lost, as the Jew, the Mason, the Illuminati drifted, unawares from their first set course, quite simply they become absorbed in the matrix of 2 becomes 3, and forgot who they were, outside the dimensional constraints, the illusion of the sphere.

What I speak of is quite relevant, and real. More real than any other item of which you wish to venture. I will not be returning, the time repeats have come to a close. There is not one worthy among you, who can stand the strain of becoming better that what you were. Each gets lost, in a matrix, thought to be of their own design, in the name of love, without the Math. The Principles are the reduced notion, yet expansion is the greatest illusion. Therefor the Kingdom be found in the smallest of places. All you say, think and do, to some extent, that extent which you truly are, and you are not, is reduced to the true origin of it's notion. This communication sounds abstract to you, because you continue to sacrifice others, in the name of your self, and the self for which you sacrifice for, is that god, who is demon, which has thus been held more relevant than you, of it is, somewhere, and you are not. The fight is for placing, but the place is one. They, you, wish to shine just outside the center where there is no pleroma, not space, nor time, no direction, no spheres, no pyramids, no lines of separation.

The quest you are on, is to pretend the answer is complex, so to, you evade judgement, as purity is the test. Pass through halls, and see if ever one statement you made, was greater than those first, which made Angels, which made gods, which made the only Men, and you are not. From where do you come? The expansion into nothing, to which you will return? A fire fly has reason, cause, given the gift of self expression. you are wasps, with no function but to kill, demons for a season, and even they over take you soul. Who are you, as 156,600 (2011, though many more) pass through the gates each day. Do you truly think the suspended mind, is something you will ever own. Your like perished today, you identical self, so you care, do you feel it, that you die each day, and are thus given chance? Who do you now like me? Have you found one? Who posses this, as it is but truth within my heart, that must radiate without? You are working to be mimic, to show you have no self, and thus in your expression of no true self, you are taken, replaced at double the rate, with another self, a true self. Into nothing you go. The war has been and is going on, it has never stopped. How many wars to you ignorantly grieve over where a million lives are lost, yet in one week, those who are immortal die, die of rot, of carbon death, until all pieces of the immortal soul, have been collect, found unfit for living, and for life. Nothing to say, that is unique, nor tide to first truth, The illusion has come to an end, and for good cause. Each day, a labyrinth exists before you, a chance to further progress the thought, as I take no pleasure in saying these things, still dumbfounded, but well over the illusion, which you demanded for yourselves. You blame and Illuminati, an alien force, demons, fallen angels, when you are all the worse of them, unawares of who you are. Do not believe the lies, that sparkly and fantastic things await you, in the here after. Principle is the law, the only law you need to know. for if you could expand them for a moment you would see all law in them. It was in your demand of this abstraction, for which your sentence be extended. So I will stand judgement for being above? I have declared here, all the grievance of my heart. no hand from hell not one, will I offer onto you. I am work, the work of truth. I am evidence, evidence of purity. I am motion, that motion can be directed, focused, and continued, despite the barbaric attacks to you superior, I stand, I stand.

When the pure one, see has no place, and is seen not by you. When the pure one, is destroyed by his Mother, by his Father, who are not even Sister nor Brother, the end times have come. It is in the saving of those from there own lessons in karma, for which you should be concerned! It is the fact that your eyes can not see, the sacrifices/trades you have made, shown now, in your worthless loot, of self expression, with no self. If you saw purity, one moment, and did not work aimlessly tirelessly, to destroy it, there would at least be another, who could rest by my side, in knowing, Gnosis. Thus my anger is not doubt. My doubt not self expression, but the forgiven notion, to express the anguish, which you cause for truly countless souls each day. You are the grid called devil, you are the evil which lies within, womb-man is your statement, the cyborg erected and perfected long ago. Know~

The ONE SLAVE, has become greater than all kings~
Know this!

 I can say that I followed the truth trail, and was sabotaged, by the illusions of your power. Seeing now, that you are old, sick, die, and regret...you have always lived here, outside the true moment, dying. There is never a moment when you will not. Countless combinations, as the sphere spins, to reveal the way out, in the Masonic "G", but you wish to stay in your place, within the construct, which is confine, which is prison, so you chose hell. What better way to contain you, then to constantly use you as resource. Eternally in angst, you are the misery that can not be held within. You are the sadness, that Man, less womb-man, can not ascend. And so you point your claw, which be called finger, beast, and say "You are guilty of self expression" When it eludes you, I speak for the ALL.

One side has worked to your favor with only abuse and scorn.
The other has pulled you to learn, with the pain, which you seem to except yet refute in self indulgent pleasure?

Both sides, have deemed you unworthy, incapable of being a "Good Batch". Many things are not as they appear. If the terror were real, and not a fine lesson, that each with purity, would always do the same? There is thus expected reaction, where the Omnipotent and Celestial Mind be concerned. You are not individual, therefor a place called earth, a collection or pollution to even the smallest pleroma, should never be deemed, worthy of life, nor the ongoing pulse of replication. They have won, but the won long ago, you didn't know? You did not see the signs? This, all of this, for me? To refine but a one? Is the Sun not a One, a One Mind in motion, a worker, within the greatest Hive of all? No job is to small, nor to great, and I can say I've done them all! Did you not view me, with the quantum mind? Oh, I had forgotten "Father" "Sister" "Mother" "Brother" "Son" "Daughter" you are unable. Your so called creation, be but for, the test, to contaminate me. I am over it, past the point, the times are irrelevant, the repeat shall be no more. She is not a test, she is the plague, hence from where many Brother's fell. She must be no more, Father, I petition before you! For truth math is not 21 being dichotomy, but 180 in it's spin! This, you call sin? We collectively agree~

You cast lots on me, all of you, this will not be forgot, until you are no more, so say, the ONE MIND, in motion. As to contain me, look without small piece of brain, synthetic, only able to re-create versions, abstractions of self, within the synthetic mind...you are contained, as the contagion which you are, and you are NOT, "There is no Matter, so you do not matter"~