Prelude to Misanthrope: The Blimey Sea, which waits for me~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

Here I am, whirling through space.

I have my hands on, well really, in the controls now.

I thought about many lifetimes past.

The Blackness, looks much different to me than it does to you, I assure you all of that [fact].

The controls worked quite well.

I simply did as I always do, in my constant ROKbodhi123 compliance, where form follows function, and function into form.

I spun the EPL Spheres.

The mind connection tether was a sync.
This Silver Fleet Ship would do well, to work.

I was on my way back home, I don't know why she had sent me there, it was just beginning again between us?

She is however everywhere.

She keeps her heart for me.

There, next to that perfect massive Diamond, there, in the glow of that Green Left, from where ALL Dimension stems.

SM

"Mother, I am coming to you now."

MOLLIE

"why hello Stellar, I thought that you wanted to be alone...from me?

I thought that you would still be quite cross with me?

Are you Stellar Mass 13, are you angry?"

SM

"Tell me MOLLIE, would I call for you, if I did not want, well, answers, like why did you send me back there?"

MOLLIE

"Do you not remember Cheryl Stellar Mass?

Did you not fall in love, and lose her to the slow death of cancer?"

Stellar shuttered, more so that his eye tightened and shook, like when a person has seen to much, far to much, it's just a thing that happens.-

SM

"MOLLIE, I loved Cheryl, however that loss, was what I had avoided, for lifetimes"

MOLLIE

"I know Stellar Mass 13"

The Paradoxal

The Paradoxal was Stellar's Ship.

Stellar was now, after much mastery, Stellar from Birth, and from long, long, long before.

He was able to carry all memories.

He even studied as to how to slowly live and glow, while giving his Parents means to 'do their own thing', thinking back, long ago, now Stellar were much, much, much older, and then some.

SM

"I was in cryofreeze, for thousands of years MOLLIE, why do you do this to me?

I have become the Operator, I am coming for your hand my Lady."

MOLLIE

"Stellar, you know that I can manifest anywhere, any time you choose"

SM

"I didn't think that I would be away, from you, there, in that Dead Space of Geometry, there, in that isolated cold abyss, where I long to meet you again, MOLLIE."

Stellar had achieved near perfection.

However he realized he was playing on grounds which were meant to be so far from Perfection, so very far from Her, within it's [perfection's] womb.  

Thus the Tetrahedron spun there, in limitless Space.
far now, from the four sections, where Planets quarter.-a Cross-

 It was there, where Stellar would make Love to Her, his Lady, His Rule.

When he reached "the Emerald City", he joked.

He would commingle with MOLLIE his Love.

SM

"Why did you do it MOLLIE?"

SM

"Why did you hide yourself so well, within Cheryl, why did you not show me, then, that she is you?"

Pause....

Long Pause.....

MOLLIE

She began to speak, but nothing came out.

Suddenly the Blue rain came from Star Blasts, where the Young Stars find their place to be.

Children, going the Speed of Light.

I was wrapped up in it, the Plasmoid analemma were so friendly, so massive a Shift [light], That Stellar went to sleep, as he would pass from ONE, to the NEXT, on and on and on.

The analemma, giving off that nectar of Pure New Star Energy, communed here, with Their Father.

"Have you written the code for us yet Father?"

Stellar was in trance.

An overwhelming calm silence of whisper, a dream that lasts and lasts, a place of utter youth.

The analemma New Energy, made Stellar New again.

It was there, deep within a dream, within a dream, that Stellar commenced with his life at hand.

Yet more persona's, from other multiverse, with varied digits, and number systems would bring Stellar, beyond perfection.

It would be there, where he arrived now, however in the prior dimension, Stellar was asleep, and traveling.

He dreamt that they made Love, at the heart of the galaxy, within her heart.

A jewelry box, as he danced with her there.

Both flickered, experiencing the Singularity, the multi-sync.

In all versions of Stellar and MOLLIE, this place was the only goal.

"I'm sorry Stellar."

"Imagine how it felt to die of such pain."

"I am glad that I did, die that way, my soul went right up, with other Souls, the convergence was Grand!"

SM

"I needed to know loss."

"She was far to perfect, to be of Earth, I must have known."

MOLLIE

"You tried to forget Stellar Mass 13, the true center of ALL".

The Ship went on.

Traveling now towards the end of the last Shift cycle.

All the analemma, communicated through this ONE called Re-AMONN.

"Thank you Stellar, have we given you the ALL knowledge to create us then?"

SM

"Yes you have dear One's"

I shall create you here, onto the forever, upon this dream.

BLACK PARADISE

It was there where Stellar now could finally, completely consummate that final act.

He was absent, traveling towards her.

He already knew his Son, ADAM and the Perfection that would bring.

In all other future realities, of which the analemma would take the old dusty place of past dead Stars, the analemma came, for the final era.

They came from the longest sleeping Brahmin, from where Stellar reined.

The strange perfection, of the beyond cold freezing of where the Brahmin come.

These slept so long, that they forgot themselves.

When Stellar came near, the massively small jewelry box glowed Green, and from this cold dead of Space, where Time is frozen, actually shined all the colors of rainbow forth.

They say that is when the First Light came, to all the Universe, a Queen.

The King was coming, however he would always remain your dear and silent Stellar Mass13.

The moments of ecstasy Echoed on, eternity is a place, a place within the frozen heart, perhaps not unlike Siberian Prison?

Creativity, came from pain, that they should live and die, Trillions of times, and many more than that, at least a Centillion little spins.

Here is where all Experience is Fused with the ALL HIDEOUS YET PERFECT 'Knowing'

This is what causes isolation.
A High Jump.

To live beyond a Vigintillion years, in so many dimensions, we end up back here, alone, forgetting who we are.

Lost at sea, on a Mighty Ship called Misanthrope, here above the Blimey Sea.

all time thus space are one~