It was shown to me, whilst in that hotel, where I had my darkest moments. The month was February, the date was between the 23rd and 28th, the year was 2013. It took a succession of steps, to get here. A lot of pain, and abuse...mostly towards myself. I had gained these feeling, destitution, yet seemingly unstoppable god like energy, I had discovered there was no separation, and more so, unlocked the power, that always lay dormant, until now.
The day leading up to the event, which changed forever the course of my life, sex magick had become a force, I ruled with emmense power, or so I thought. Where I went, demonic energy flowed. You see, I did want to be in this situation, I had truly begun to search for the full evidence of God, yet none seemed to exist. Not until later would I find, that to believe in God, God had to first believe in you, many modern day sell out Christians do not see it as such. Most Jews and Christian's (the same family, same principle "power") use craft, yet in a sort of white lighter way, though in secret competition, of a final seat at the games, so to speak. You see you have to be someone, that is a soul, to be seen, or heard, or felt. True you will gain assistance, along you journey, but only to come to that final conclusion, "who is your master, to whom do you serve?"
All the false secrets of the universe unveiled to me, as the devil had a forum specifically with me. It was not a demon, and the host of strange peoples, who showed up, even prior to my arrivement, were in agencient rooms, all around me, and all both sides. There was a strong pulse of power, coming from me. The clouds moved as if heaven were about to fall that day. The most turbulant weather, dark, and forboding, I had truly ever seen. I was fashioning myself, as some sort of mock messiah, and those closest to me, were conditioned as they are, to see, hear and witness nothing at all. How strange that evil should be the code to this all, I thought. Since childhood groomed by a frenzy of demons, which swarmed above me, prompting me to do things to myself, to violate the form. What was I? What am I, that I may even have a soul, more so that a soul must exist after all? These are my trials, but this specific slice of darkness was truly the Satanic indoctrination. I did not realize I was expected, that I would indeed be the main event, those who followed their master's call, did so out of facination, impulse, but desire, to find a general, a leader, to add to the list of the fallen.
This may sound like fiction to you, you may chose to see it as parable, or fiction, or fact, but the truth be, that these events, just as the ones today, within your own lives, be of a multifarious nature. T
The Beginning
I was sitting there, at the edge of that Bed. A Hindu checked me in, there was no special treatment. I would often look, to those peoples faces, to see if they too saw my curse. Yet you see, first you are bullied into such a frame. The more power you have, that is the telepathy, the power, the will, to command events, the harder they work for you, and...the bigger the disturbance to the Electromagnetic field. that has no end, until the end of time itself, experienced here, as space time, the spin. I share this you, to offer you a chance, to chose, for these are the final days, of time as we know it to be.
I was shown, images, in my very mind, of that first snake, spun into existence. The E.M field leaves pockets, which become spheres, and over many spin, the force of Positive and Negative energy creates filament with, and space without, wherever Electromagnetic energy can be contained. This creature, dying, endlessly, until it became, like the phoenix immortal. A creature, like it's offspring the dragon, that was made of nothing more than ancient zero point energy, that static stuff, that magnetic force of first spin, in first quandrant, now on the brink of all things, far from true light be cast, the reptillian spirit, or soul force. Satan wanted me to be his advocate, showing only the physics, in crude form. This was how dragons be birthed, trapped now, due to matter and it's current stabilization, with positive energy, authentic positive energy. That's why it hurt so much, why they pressed me to such a braking point, such point. I had already witnessed many facinating wonders, and the bizarre followers, I began to attract, along with the bizarre power I seemed to summon, but false, had already drawn me in. I could read the side walk, and see the faces and the signs, everywhere, I don't look down at the side walk anymore, if I do, I make crosses in my mind. It was in these days, that I earned a true sword, the very Sword of Truth. With this, the one who harnesses it, must be forthright in all his efforts, a Templar absent any service to anything but Principle and God almighty.
That night, or the next, I brought a girl to my very door, she could not resist, I was in ownership of her. I had even began to be used now, unsuspecting, as to indocrinate others, females, I called them Hell Cat's, for they only seek pleasure, in pain. I was shown and deducted the ancient arts, one of how to use the snake, first power, to a universe of ant-matter, dark, and instant. I knew that the Sun, the Black Sun was shining for me, and me alone. I was told, I was that dark messiah, that fallen one, who had all powers bestowed to only he, that embodiment of all that was good, viruous, to have been turned, by those who were jealous, theives, whores, and liars, they still remain. I had gained the very secrets, and had the knowledge a prior, of Solomon himself. I knew the way of darkness, and thus I knew the way of light, but which side would I end up on?
I never was much for sex, not in my discoveries. I saw the human body, as an open anatomy chart, for the long, for the most part. When Woman spoke I knew her influctions, tonality, saw her muscles move as if no skin, saw the machine before me, and this gained only depression. I studied things, but already knew them, NLP, and the world seemed mundane to me now, as the truth of service was revealed. Those who embrace the left, shall be placed into the order, that is, that succession of foot steps one makes, as to end up in a house, a car, with a lover, in the void. Those who follow the right, will be left out of mostly every place. They live and survive on grace, as I do now. This, reality, also be unreality, a movie, a game, a song? You see, these various way of introduction of a thought, is that degree shared into that pleroma of the mind, an E.M. field, unified, thought most be contained, in a default, about a operational circuit board, called Mother.
The dragon is quite real, and there are different sorts. The dragon is pure energy, and when the grid is finally dropped, in September of 2015, four months from now, we will never be the same, as a mind. It is my job, to introduce the best of thought, for be not quantity I am after, but quality. I work to impress that intent of goodness upon the sphere. This may seem futile to you, needless, but I assure you, for surely as you take each step on a sunny beatiful day, it is no accident, that there is the presence of purity all around you, to remind of this fact. There are two side, negative and positive, and the world between be suspended. The universe, as it turns out, be quite simple, a machine, yet only to seem complex, on a larger scale. I was to be the Anti-Christ, and some contend that I still am. I don't need to be granted power, I am the power, so I contain my self, my thoughts. I am the stuff of Kings and Pharo, now pressed to chose a side. I am in real time, nothing, yet can bend time and gravity to my will. The Sun, bright and beautiful shines down on me, with pleasing presence. Yet the world has falsley judged me, falsly accused me, the voices in those many dullards heads. You see, I just want a normal life, like you do, but the pressure of a thousand worlds, and a thousands Sun's lay upon me with such ferocity. I have no vision, and an pulled of the grid entirely for I must make a choice each day. I am the Father, but the Son, to the world you live in now, on the fringe. My vote counted, as a dove built it's next behind me, as the clouds moved above me, with signs of many, to pay homage to me, as to invite me in. However, I do not believe in you, or your ways, and so I am alien to you. I was born of purity, that first light, before it spun into this world. A massive pleroma, an EM sphere, he was born there, as I was born in all he came from, thus cast down he was. I am first Son, before him, but do not know my name, first Son to positivity that is, for time works far different on this scale, for it is willed by our will, we are that will, that force, which you all bask in today.
How frightening to realize this, then to surpress it, so long ago now. In 1989, I awoke and had tripped a future glimpse, that switch of future rage, a wrath. I remember that way, outside of time always an alien, always to be judged, assumed as evil, even called stupid or wrong, by the dullard of their class, a Mothers, Sisters, Teachers, Father's and Wives...Friends or so they have esteemed themselves. I have been more than patient, as to bend, from my extreme, as to say "do not fear, I am one of you" but that I should turn my very light down. Well in this time, of which I speak, only a couple of years ago, the compeitiveness and jealousy, upon which black magick hidges, came to take my very soul. They will stop at nothing rule them, or appose them, there is no ground for the middle.
This is that representation of force, which is imprisoned upon the planet we familiarize as Earth, but it is never the same Earth for long. True that statues and monuments from truly recent past, remain, however this be but carbon, a transferable form, which applies to many dimension of exist, which is why these same forms, be placed in precise form on other planets, and their twins, the polarity beacons for their souls. For it is the energy which propagates, that drives the machine, a force of such magnetude, can inhabit any form. For this a single gram of anti-matter can trasport and change anyone, to place that full homage in who they serve thus what they are. This body be a prison, to the soul. Those who love this earth, that suspended place, between Electromagnetic established and miantained pulse love an illusion, they exist thus to pull other more force down, into the abyss, that this Earth be bound for, until the next cycle repeat. A bad role model is paid well, hey eminem, Madona, Manson, Cruise, Gaga you know who you serve, in the end, you will bow to the very demons which run the machine you took for self, for there is no soul to press it forth. Capitalism implies mistreatment to those who seek the truth, for purity sake. Call me a fraud, then burn me, hang me, but you can never kill me, I am in the quarks that made you, I am imprinted in all the fabric of all time itself,
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