Of course, there may be something obvious or found in the details that eludes me; this is the best that I could logically assert

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

This will be my last post here on this extensive blog. Here is my archive of thoughts and experiences. Different places I lived and people I met while carrying this torch of belief for humanity that I once thought must be so. I only affirmed my total separation from this falsified world, a prison of illusion. I owe no one here anything. The matrix exploits and churns humanity in a networking of traps and deceit. The bots search this blog thousands of times per day looking for a monster.

I can only give the advice that if you understand how to draw in and amass energy, I believe that all proofs seem to point to this. Of course, there may be something obvious or found in the details that eludes me; this is the best that I could logically assert. Only when my ability to form myself in the aesthetic sense oddly was any focus placed upon me, which I find odd. A pyramid formed above me and looked upon me, where the bricks of clouds could not be mistaken. A harsh accounting, then a systematic militaristic occult operation. People are not as they appear to be. In the days that followed, a ritual to take my soul and an attack by an entire cult of strange society—observing the days-long event. Who am I? Why was my stalking by this entity or force relevant? Why so many watching on and cybernetically under its command? They look, smell, and seem like satanists or whatever satanism mimics that is far more arcane, but nature is its base. Odd. Since I realized that my ability to draw in vital force was the only conceivable innate ability left for me. Wealth would be stripped from me, further accreditations blocked. Life ends for you when you mature to the point of choice. Divine and miraculous events. Then a stripping away as if I was then just parts and humanity wild dogs. I wasted a lot of time spinning my wheels being locked out of their commerce. Attention to anything besides this secret occult information. I realized why it and its henchmen targeted me. They had been turned long ago. The voice came to them young. They sold out without hesitation.

The illusion is that there is a world of infinite energy in supply, but the energy that supports this trap is actually quite limited. I can't move, I can't work, I can't live—I am boxed in. I only wanted to remain under the suggestion that business as usual is occurring here. My ambitions and plans were unlimited and this entity and its drones, the people who surround you now, enforced arbitrary limits as if policing the entropy distribution. I could be cancelled out or I could do the only thing left to me, but still I spent my time trying to mentor or give back and I was met with robotic deceit and ignorance. Again, people here in large are not as they seem and they are not to be taken at face value. But the trials are long and arduous and I am done with them. The time that it takes for a message to get through. I know what the majority don't. I no longer wish to add to this log or registry. The events I may or may not write about in a book for purchase. Let this blog serve as my chronicles. I tried to assist with what kept me alive, what gave me substance when I truly had none.

There are many versions of prison, and much of it has to do with faulty belief systems. Only when the threat is imminent and existence-ending do people awaken. For those who have not yet, I believe this to be your final opportunity.

I am full. I am cherished. I am grateful. I am free. I am ready. Does the fight ever end? I guess we have yet to find out? Regardless, I will keep building!