It’s not her fault but she is the fault

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL I will die in one years time! I must approach all efforts thus. The great work is to realize tgat you ate already there. solace? Forget it all, forget yourself. circuitous Curvilinear Force velocity curve ... it is a lie! these as all sciences breed no feminine notion, existence was meant to be transient. You placed yourself like drug through birth here as to play God for a day. Not one is worthy. Meat boxes packed with dynamite. Reacting to lit fuses fully aware that we can always reach back and easily put the fuse out (drop the explosive from our midst). However, the lust for death and rebirth like a drug addict we pretend not to see. The totality produces no dark regions (not really). Perfect speed as to travel about the energy pathways of Monad. Beyond Monad is beyind the worship of the Womb. The womb is a tomb from tge witch of time [3 witchees spinning time; Klotho). All number sets in gemantria shows the track of our demise. We devour the flavor of finite purity and the smallest of quantities. We relish in the taste. We are the demons, unaware of our evil and yet practice it so well. Capable of the worst atrocities, and to compartmentalize the self in an instant, maintaining the false short sided confidence all the while. each person is a psychopath and a serial killer, when pressed to become the truth of what they are; ugliness, hideous. She feels beautiful, and society is designed to worship this liturgically as precept. it is in her hideousness that we all must see. that final break when she looks into the mirror admitting who and what she is; her and her. Hel hell has no demons that have not volunteered ynder pressure of the loss of tge false-self and embracement of the illusion. Integration with God has always stood an inch before us all. It is the idea of purity that is forever polluted From a backward engineered state of being and becoming. Bridges to the past is the novelty we buy with the wages of sin. We signed against the self in an alliance, and we are all quite aware. When you finally see you will realize that to enter into the total truth is to complete is to incise oneself from this false parameter of reality; the witches way. No more than ease nor gratification as to ever be sedentary again. Samsara relies on her and IT has already cruxed itself to the very hub of birth in the culmination of nearly all intersecting ways. This is why the truth is easily thought of as fridge or accessory. We brush up as dilatant in a cursory way; the truth. However to try and create a fix very few if any combine The most raw truths into one singular unity, which is entirely required. Taking a work of Arthur Schopenhauer, John Dee and Rudolph Steiner As the three arms to the hub of total truth in combinate. When you finally see, you cannot see. Yes We live in a dirty sandbox at the heart of oblivion.