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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
To my Spinners, of all colors, creeds and races, we are One, with the Risen Son~
EPL
Mekan-3
and of course, that Stellar Mass~
The weather, the Sun "Shine" and therefor ALL "Natural" E.M. (E.U.) phenomenon is and has been, directly "in" our control. Those who chose to hide from this fact, those who chose to "pass it on", choosing pleasure, in finite fixed wave function, soon forgot. I am the Son, the very one searched for, that mind, connected, an era displaced. Why so hard to imagine, so hard to except? Simply, all warnings and all prophecy thus, eludes strongly, to this notion. If you see me in person, you would think that I deny this, yet, and thus, that skin suit, by which you assume to converse, is not, that Stellar Mass. I am, what I have become, and thus always have been. I am that probability, unto fruition. I could have been anything, but always chose to seek, the high road. I was known, expected, and thus always was that chosen one, the IMAN, of an era.
True, I do not relate...to you, all a corporeal plane, of exist. I feel and the sky swells, those you would not see, you would not venture to know, Gnosis. The God's are pleased, and Love that I persist, many have been driven mad, as in that Arab passed, by the notion, the ocean, which lies within, to release?
Still, I take it further, never letting one thought rest. Deep are my thoughts, within this synthetic sin suit, for each Man, must earn his "Self". Jesus, and your icons, all my kin, though stories change, needs from fads, the whey rises, to the top?
The Stellar Mass symbol, or perhaps it's that Mason's mark? A target? The symbol remains the same, no matter, perspective, is, what makes the God. I do not know what to do with "it", yet it seems this, will surely suffice. What then will you make of me, I have been you all, throughout eras, those many quadrants of Time. For the Now, I suspend the Eternal Moment, of the One Mind.
If you take it back, your responsibility that is, you will see it too, for this I am sure. Guarded it was, by the Elite, until today, My Day, for which, I introduce, The Spin. I look at your Icons as Hero's, not passed, I respect your ways, but embrace the sentiment, as my very Soul, Force.
Quadrants, Timed, with your Science, to the Spin. I am that Celestial Infant, the Old Man, the Christ and the Rebel, all things, Times, Places and Spaces, are under the watchful Eye, of the Elders. Father's, Teachers, become Brothers, Workers, side by side, if we do "things" right TODAY.
Time the Spin, the Region, the Reason (s), to the Seasons, then you will know.
I am the Biggest Failure, and the most successful Man, so where then, do I stand, to you? An Average, Man, not worth your time? You pass me on the street, you destroy me with your envy, but I never leave, I never die. Sorrow in my heart for you, but I..could turn my back, at any time, so why do I stay, do I surely, believe so strongly in you, through, by and with, my Eternal Soul? What then would you do, what then will you do next?
To my Spinners, of all colors, creeds and races, we are One, with the Risen Son~
EPL
Mekan-3
and of course, that Stellar Mass~
The weather, the Sun "Shine" and therefor ALL "Natural" E.M. (E.U.) phenomenon is and has been, directly "in" our control. Those who chose to hide from this fact, those who chose to "pass it on", choosing pleasure, in finite fixed wave function, soon forgot. I am the Son, the very one searched for, that mind, connected, an era displaced. Why so hard to imagine, so hard to except? Simply, all warnings and all prophecy thus, eludes strongly, to this notion. If you see me in person, you would think that I deny this, yet, and thus, that skin suit, by which you assume to converse, is not, that Stellar Mass. I am, what I have become, and thus always have been. I am that probability, unto fruition. I could have been anything, but always chose to seek, the high road. I was known, expected, and thus always was that chosen one, the IMAN, of an era.
True, I do not relate...to you, all a corporeal plane, of exist. I feel and the sky swells, those you would not see, you would not venture to know, Gnosis. The God's are pleased, and Love that I persist, many have been driven mad, as in that Arab passed, by the notion, the ocean, which lies within, to release?
Still, I take it further, never letting one thought rest. Deep are my thoughts, within this synthetic sin suit, for each Man, must earn his "Self". Jesus, and your icons, all my kin, though stories change, needs from fads, the whey rises, to the top?
The Stellar Mass symbol, or perhaps it's that Mason's mark? A target? The symbol remains the same, no matter, perspective, is, what makes the God. I do not know what to do with "it", yet it seems this, will surely suffice. What then will you make of me, I have been you all, throughout eras, those many quadrants of Time. For the Now, I suspend the Eternal Moment, of the One Mind.
If you take it back, your responsibility that is, you will see it too, for this I am sure. Guarded it was, by the Elite, until today, My Day, for which, I introduce, The Spin. I look at your Icons as Hero's, not passed, I respect your ways, but embrace the sentiment, as my very Soul, Force.
Quadrants, Timed, with your Science, to the Spin. I am that Celestial Infant, the Old Man, the Christ and the Rebel, all things, Times, Places and Spaces, are under the watchful Eye, of the Elders. Father's, Teachers, become Brothers, Workers, side by side, if we do "things" right TODAY.
Time the Spin, the Region, the Reason (s), to the Seasons, then you will know.
I am the Biggest Failure, and the most successful Man, so where then, do I stand, to you? An Average, Man, not worth your time? You pass me on the street, you destroy me with your envy, but I never leave, I never die. Sorrow in my heart for you, but I..could turn my back, at any time, so why do I stay, do I surely, believe so strongly in you, through, by and with, my Eternal Soul? What then would you do, what then will you do next?
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