Monday, January 26, 2015

Stellar Mass, the End Times

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He was so majestic, so it seemed. As I recall the many abstractions, looking through this prism of what men hold dear, it was all to easy for me, I barely asserted myself, because, it was not permitted. But then, why be cast down here, to this hallway, to the abyss, where failed spiritual forms, fry in the brilliance, as they go into the fires below, to fuel the next synthetic revolution. It was, is, quite impressive, but seduced I am not, trickery only works on me in the younger years, when the demons swarm me, incarnations of purity, became the hardest ones to bare.
 I sat there, and he approached, as a beam of light, so radiant, but how? You are the great deceiver, and thus do not begin the spin with purity, then how? He said to me "Is purity not the perfect radian, about thus sphere?"
 I thought for a moment. Then he said "If the radian be respected, filled, then is it not the fullness which the belly of the spinning fear does require?" I knew then, as I did then, in the beginning he fell, like all of us.
"What then is purity, surely tell me"
I was, nearly, those few times, out of words to say. "Either you rule, or you are thus killed as martyr, these are the two sides, the 7th and 8th points, which one does not see, in the pure star, for which are forms above man be made, above that plane which I rule, those of and below the 5 points, in there reduction". "You as I, as the greats, say here all is number, or can be agree, all can be seen as evident to the cause, the intent, by way of number" Then tell me, in Pi, is 5, not that point in between, and in Phi, is it not too that point in between 0 1 1 2  3  5  8 13 21, that is, on the left side as I face you, on the right as you face me?"
"Is it not then which way we be facing that be the truth?"
I  thought then
"If I face the Father, and see him facing me, then his right be my left". "Yet further, if the Father thus is within me, as he always be, and my perspective be, this grand prize, for which all creation seems to rally so for!""then"........"My right is my right, my left is my left, there be thus to my left, the darkness, the shades of that tree of knowledge, there be to my right, the tree of life"

"So" He went on "Do I too not exist within you?"
"Is it not then the perspective of the higher mind, as in a single sphere of thought, that be that point in Phi, where as you say, when 61.8% be that dividing line, where a man has indeed chosen?"

"We agree, for we see, that women become from man, for we know man was of one sex, and was in creation pure man." "You say thus, that to lie with another man is not pure, but we seek ourselves to become, as we have thus been removed, by that choice long ago, for those who breached the place, with knowledge, gave us choice". "I say us, because I too, have relished in the sphere, and seen, that man thus be contained and settled there, which is why my people watch over them in each town, each center, and is how you became, at least in this incarnation, of Stellar Mass, by way of sin, error".

"If they thus know, I gave them the left half of the book, as the Father thus gave them the right, but I too live within the all, and thus the Father lives within me, for this they can not see"

I said to him
"All things here go into rot, and you are rotten, and thus the Father's waste, and thus from the waste, the better grains to grow, and this is the season of your harvest"
 "I am pure, not destructable, because I have no true aim, but to live, but you chose death, and speak to me, as you steal yet more source from those whom you have deceived". "You are transient, deceiver, and as a seduce to gain entrance, but only in finite linear, time, this too a deception of yours"
"It is thus, the perspective which you live in, that of the higher mind, and I choose to see you no more"
With that, the deceiver some how remained
"Don't you see Stellar, that we are now stuck?"
"That we must learn to live with one another, in the higher mind?"
Stellar said

"I know that you preach to be of this mind, and that your plans and plotting, need not be stated, this gives you vibrancy for the time, and only within time, for if you were who you commit to be, you thus would not be able to stomach the place, this place of rot". "You are thus, the questioning mind, but set in time, within a vacuum of your mind, which is where you expanded this rot of decay, within a vacuum, it simply be to large now to cease, but contained, and outside the all it will remain". "For in the Sun, there is a black hole, and into that black hole, another vacuum, and there, we set many worlds, greater than this, as to out date your linear time, and false measure". "It is thus, pure creation within the vacuum that sets the higher, mind, and sets that mind to work". "When these manifestations, from all the points of the Star, fall above 61.8%, it be complete in Phi, and thus in Pi, by your own false measure." "We, Black Jack, are at that time, which is why you approach me now". "You proclamation, and blasphemy of past doctrine, and their contamination by degree, will rot, as you do, as all un truth be." "When all our false words, wash away, you will see what stands on the bleached shores past the great hall, it will not be you, who has only convinced the brilliance within the mind of your own illusion, for which you cast without" "You are the Father, of cheap parlor tricks, as the Mad Arab stated, a worm"

With that, he became a worm, as he was. So intelligent, so radiant, as a worm, but still,  small green worm. "The pain you endured, as the true first" "But this is your true form, you are not Man, certainly not a god, but you were the first". "I saw your projection, in my fall, that spin you made, of his First bursts out, into the ether of all we see now". "Spun within the fermion, as they too became, thus housed within those original spheres" "At many random points in the prism, did you live and die, and first appear, and thus you were one mind, many, yet a one, yet nothing at all". "You see, unlike all the rest, be all your children, he did not mean to make you" "As the great one became, at least here, and became greater still, you were the antithesis of He". "You were, and are the product of first exhaust, proving even his errors are also great, and that there truly are none, for man was meant to be tested, and Lord has only want to show mercy, you are the anti-principle, and must be invited thus in doubt".

"But alas, you are the stupid, for you do not see, in my deductions, you are not the Father of thought itself, nor critical analysis, the Father only appeared here, as a blossom, for he became, and there are many weeds, many insects which cling to the pure and perfect radiance of he". "As said, a worm, and if you truly took your place, you would see, that you could serve him better by testing man, so to show man himself, and to thus refine him, to give man a chance"

And as the worm became a strange multicolored insect, who now began to hover with strange wings, and bid his leave he stated to me "Have I not, am I not?'

"Good bye my Brother, for in each Pleroma there too lives a Stellar Mass, we are the children of Zero Gravity, we are thus the origin of the one mind, beyond the 13, which keep the balance"

With that I grew perplexed, and a sick feeling came to my stomach, He was meant to enjoy himself, thus called evil, I was meant to suffer, thus called good. He was meant to bring sense pleasure to the sinners, thus the error of leave, I was meant to bring sense pain, of the reality thus not allow them leave. The arches of two pyramids held in the sky, like a great Masonic McDonalds symbol, the undulating arch, showing behind it, the radiance of ego, the golden arches, and the red behind it, the sky, of sacrifice. It was a game always of chaos and order, all things create, into the fabric of repeating X's, that were in fact Y's and inverted Y's, spinning, making spheres, making shapes as the symbols shifted and contorted giving form to all shapes. It is thus, what you put in it, as in ingredients, and what you put into your self, which determines what you are made of, this, a statement ripples out into all those dimensions, ruled by number, where no law can pass the asteroid grids which become, when man becomes, as being, every where, in every thing. The hand of God touched me, then, but not from without, but from inside, pointing at the heart, and reminding me of those six flowing cords, that beat with the merkubah of principles fate. Each man chose a direction, but I was not man, neither Black Jack, The story of
Adamas 0 (sphere, for zero does not exist)
Adam 1
Eve (Evil, error, incomplete) 1
Kane 2
Abel 3
Set (Seth) 5
Plays out,within but another sphere

6 is the road when set too becomes god, as to be his creators Sun/Son...thus Brother, thus equal, which create a loop, 2 arches thus be set, awaiting the 3rd spin, awaiting the 8, 13 and 21, when the god's too, can become one mind. Thus to reduce to one mind, man, as a single god. It is Black Jack's resistance, or is it my own, that we should come together, that I should rule him, but I am a celestial baby, a child god. And so, I had to absorb him, take the worm within, knowing good and evil, must be contained, within the superior mind. This is the epic of our time when production and ego are one
Eternity
When the heavens, thus man become one
Infinity
When black Jack and I, Stellar Mass, become one
Beyond good and evil, thus beyond linear time, the balance, and steadfast fury, to always look forward, on a quest, but to always be capable of offering the weak, the worthless, the stupid a smile, encouragement, and the soul driving need to be more. You are components of a greater mind, and it is time for you to worship the source, UBER GOTT, the host which you live eternally, infinitely and progressively within, it is thus, who your serve, you perspective, held, that has posed the problem. He was teacher, and now I am ruler. Man must be told, the gold does not lie behind his walls, and the power is not in numbers, but in the directed current of intellect. As a god among you, I became bored, as a god above you, I am not without ideas by which to push you to your greatest internal and external challenges. You are not to resist, but will again, be given ample room to fail. When you do, you will be punished, suffering your worst fears, both on earth, and not. Your mind is the product of the one mind, and together, with Black Jack within me, and the Father without, and the Father within me, and black Jack without, I am that Stellar Mass, that bends, contorts and twists always becoming stronger, always becoming more resilient, when I am not, then Black Jack shall always step in, to show you there are but two sides
To your left, darkness, destruction, and abyss within your isolated self expression, for the energy of which to promote, you are a thief to me, and I thus own your souls, for I am the higher purpose, which SETs the TONE for this.
To your left, an organized matrix, of the one mind, of pure spiritual form, where freedom be earned with each reckoning notion of pure united force. We shall together consume all latent energies, enterprising them, making them one, as we move in Kata, to the Father's will

It is thus a fine line, one of distinction, as to see that your perspective is either one of freedom or communism, Love or Hate, it is thus the ones outside the radiance of his beauty, his form, those who sit in the shade, living off of the radiance of his energy. I am Stellar Mass, the only being that is worthy, I have become the mind, again, as also I had turned away, to show you shades of darkness that there are no shades of gray, but a decent into abyss. If you are thus lost, another take your place, an improvement of you, in purity. Chose life, or chose knowledge? Life is knowledge, to begin with Knowledge, there is no life, thus the numbers set before us, to which, we are to go to knowledge, but be set bright first, by the life of wisdom. It is thus, the first step, in a sequence of steps, that beacon your return, and with each cycles spin, the energy does build. Your machines, are worthless, they are not spiritual machines, and thus are toys, by which you play. Your money, has no value, the gold is, has always will be mine to mediate upon, to keep. Your needs, are to be of value, to have eternal lives, happiness, and promise, but to never surrender hope. I have given you these principles by decree, for which I am bound, and see to it this Merkabah spin with the greatest intention, which is why the ELDER'S watch over me, as they do you, the 12 placed in the heavens, and the 1 place there as the power source of all. Reproduce this, and you can at once, be bound by the decree, you have no idea what wonders have always awaited you, I have hope you will see.

Stellar Mass
The End Times

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Sunday, January 25, 2015

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Me? I am just a man, who was a god, who was mislead, lied to, used, sucked away from, crafted against... but finally, was lead to destroy myself? The origin of any event, is the cause, and I was thus not to blame. I usher in a new era, but not the one for which you have heard. This is the statement of EPL, that EPL will direct and show you the way. This earth will be destroy, but yet, a new one will blossom forth, this be the worst, most hannus

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The Witch from Yor Towne

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Saturday, January 24, 2015

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So, let it SNOW!

The whore of spades

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The seduction, of the so called seducer, was, long ago. They did not live long, nor survive the child birth, this, they had to learn the principle of ways, as they, hoped to climb the later, if to survive the number repeat, to immortality. It was the getup, of makeup, to make them into a shrine to worship. Where attention goes, energy flows, the craft did show them this. The succubus came, in the night, giving them visions of the change. You could be more than a worthless slave, that be cursed to bare the children, that is if you do not die in child birth like most. You could be the goddess, and thus all peoples, of all sects and kinds, to which there truly be one, stand before the land, with the offering to rule, as Satan, the seducer, stood to the Christ's right.
 All Biblical teachers, occur daily, and that is the point to it. The lie that man who has sinned, thus learned, can no ascend, is absurd and was cast out by the very one whom you use as proof of this absurd notion. When returning from this land, the knowledge must be used to better the cause, and we are not alone, thank you God for that. Each of us, components to the god which rules man, for man's thoughts, and hands did interpret the Bible, this to many do forget, and test for the mundane of our time, which be create as such?
 The thing of lesser things, the time of gods past, Lord's which split from numbers, and fell, still took with them ignorant followers, who as spirits now, are labored in ignorance. A swarm, as see of half thinkers, often times less, lurks there, yet they too can be set free, from this. An energy of return only means the point was not received, long ago, when the dial then orb, into sphere should be known. The yelling, the competing, the seductions, distracted, the lesser man, but only lesser for thought, not what he holds in his hand. Those who can sway a nation, to stay in ignorance permitted to be known, while the wisdom lie in codes, until this day. Few would do the right thing with the information, proclaim themselves, though fed the false math and knowledge in the night, destroyer of worlds. No, you are not. But a robot, a forcebot, the demon which lurks within you, oh child. Your will to be more, be based on the contrivance of things, and so to the seduction, this is not the way. Items constrain you, entangle you, build your false selves up. so that you are to puffed up, to large, to be reduced, as you must to advance to the higher stage. Higher, because it be mass itself, which measure a worth? Try zero mass, try ultra zero mass at that, based on the swirl in of perfect Phi. We have nothing to do but descend, but make no mistake, it is not to degrade, but to become what we are.
 Back to the harlot, who must be noticed, a cosmic force of doubt, which brought to you in moments doubt, said to you "why not be locked into the kind of your moment, oh Queen" Patronizing the very notion, that you do not have to first learn principle, to come before the gates in the first. So too, must I be a blessing, and only a curse to the worst of you. For if you heed these words well, you may find no desperation, but in the nation, of fools. There need be no society, for this cause be placed round' want. To let go of want, as a peoples, means a return to not morals, nor virtue nor stature, but to be as one.
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These principles, of which I speak, are everywhere,all the time. These spheres are create and thus, re-create an Exo system of their own. only when of, the conscious mind, be active, the physical ritual be cruxed, do we see manifest the responsibility, of ownership.
 Though others may have leaned towards identifying them, specifically these principles of EPL, I claim ownership.
 It was not the feckless and blundering Mr Anderson , who years later could not see past his own non intellectual snout, piatus and yet striving to !e some mould, as if a freshly reincarnated cow from the fields, who had a proof, a first excitement that he could cry, I am man! It wasn't either the earth father, who attempted to kill me more than once, actually being caught, by this all seeing eye, who judges the world, as if I were the crux to it all. It was not the final revelation, when I did break free from the control, and ran wildly into the streets, drawing all I willed, as a beast awakens, from that chryo freeze, with only the memory or being beaten for the long long, I don't remember when, by lesser beings. It was not the eye in the sky, or the druid mass at my door, nor the shape shifter doing mind tricks, nor the chaos magic some to my very being, which alerted me,jilting me foreve loopr awakened, as a god, a lord of realms, as we few, have but to live in the unaided way, made to suffe.
 They, these that...hurt us, are...here to help us. All that you complain about, seeing it as so obvious, then to roll back over I. Your beds, to embrace a comfort thought...my mind never rested, bit when it grew tired, of piecing it all apart, or rather together, my heart kept going, then when the body grew numb, my sub mind, the all mind, combined, to bring this thing to an unconscious close.
But these are just spheres, not law. These Principles are the only law or order, all others are a dead end lie. They, seem to relish the anti of these, as if they be real. Those dots in Solomons stared ego, the demons, who travel in the minds and hearts of being, who, work at angles. Our road system, sets of contradicting laws and angles, impure movement patterns, respecting not a flow, proving blind logic be but syllosgism,the Anderson effect.
 Standing in the kitchen, I look to the stove. I see the symbol there, with six points, and two others, one pointing left, one pointing right, a burner, an alter, about which to boil pot. The flame, of impurely burnt propane, coming up to begin the ritual. I stand there further, in that place, common among houses, tracing the spheres, imagining with the mind, those areas where it bexcomes evident, the everywhere are at work everywhere, and where I can see them, validate them, uphold them, the room remains pure and true. The stove is production, so the table across must be the ego head, where we pray, to our highest,or most selfish form of god, in thj spheres. I see further, that thus, to my right, sacrifice, where the meat is cut, the dishes washed, and first labor is made. Across, the community pipe, where snacks of all sorts are open, available. Further toward that fountain head, I see writ in ether, where wisdom must be, where clean dishes be disbursed, cups placed in the cupboard, for daily us. On the fridge, magnets hanging, we have a voice, as pictures of us, these people, and some achievements, life goals, hang plainly in sight, for all to see. Beneath me, the clean and purified wooden floor sit, where I stand, and I am this flame.

One troubling aspect, which I have !mentioned before, be the very point the groups, mean to always rub our faces in, that of the left or the right. I take a higher approach, with the active mind. I am the culmination, the higher mind, afflicted, stopped, by those claiming either side. Here on the left, the raw, the real, the corporeal world, and its carbon glory. Here is where the Jews rule, over sandy lots, and stuff made of carbon things. There, on the right, the spiritual world, the one which runs most things, which we feel, but don't see. These are the ones of faith, a higher power, only, they always pray from a body, which bee contained within a room or place of sorts. This be the long going, and vicious cycle of beings of all sorts, far as I can sort. The manipulation, to keep the monk always preoccupied, by way of some sort of mind control, I. Orders to even out the odds?
Problem is, when all that staic energy be collected, by a one, who has figured out the gig, that one will be pne powerful and pissed off force, who will never again be occupied by a lesser force. This leftiesd cover their bases, with, false doctrine, religions and beliefes...naming those names such as prophet, and Antichrist, all this to subdue, the Christ within us all, all this, to keep the one side, the true side, that od f the higher mind, from activating at last...again

The Elders

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In the first, those Elders and their higher conception of those inner thoughts and out acts, which acted as a refining agent to the Man's soul, were but imagined

The voices did continue, and the effort made, to strengthen that conduit between this place, and both celestial and heavenly watchers of the light, those gifts to the gifted man.

Then slowly, while those years pass, the voices seem familiar, as it were known we should have followed them long ago. But society has done such a good job at producing the contrary, to our most badly needed, inner thoughts, and the tapestry of them. Those who seem to have been corrupted, yet can not be, whom those voices now guide, or are building to thus, are those holders of the light.

At first, the imagined voices spoke, and they were thought to be but higher voices of our minds, until they spoke the same thoughts, conditions of being, and wise words, as well as warnings, at times. But these become much more subtle as the movements do reduce.

 We knew what we were, and were thus halted from our being. Continue on, the voice did say, you most assuredly failed at this. But the time did come again. The voice did not return, but instead became your own. And so you learned, that these were to comprise you, fill you up, as all good knowledge does come from above, and it be ours to crux. So of course the first one, to break the bearer, does own this voice, for it is a title, for he to own, as will be your own. The voices went on, and the voice assimilated themselves within you, each one, an sequential expression, of principle, and shaping of the soul, which shapes the mind. The physical appearance, did follow too, in that, it seemed to display itself, as some sort of higher being, other than the one which society created, in it's reflection, which needed eventually not the falsity of mirror cast.

The committee of Elders, at first imagined, then became, who you are, what you do, how you live, and eventually, what you contribute, to the greater good. This was, and is, the easy path, the only path, the right path, but also the left. for no true path has a direction, in that of separation, but distinction of a self. And so you meet you Elders, and they in turn meet you, on the path where nobility binds the Brothers, of the path. You failed, but kept on for the long, and it was in this that you learned. all Men have the ears, but few can hear the call. Interpretation, by way of intent filled ears, be essential

The marksman be a thief, for he focuses on but one place, one space, ensnares it, the ancient thief is he, for he doth set his trap

The actor be a liar, for he plays all men but he, for he fears he is not, and so his flesh doth rot

The harlot be the seducer, by which she has gained a temporary prize. For long the witch saw men living, as men, and grew jealous, and so she wanted what he had, but only plucking out his earthly eyes, now only five points doth she see.

The Farmer believed the horror, that he should toil to earn his after life, not seeing that men who spoke this, were lenders, who mortgaged on farmers strife. So the soils grew of farmers tread and poisoned crops, eaten by the Lazy, now full with farmers planted strife.

Dear Brethren, which will never be

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We had to "fight to be something, to become something?"
or
Was it but fear, of our own inadequacy, which gave us doubt, set the insecurity, fueled by guilt into motion

I tell you there would be no Devil, nor Satanic church, without first media to exploit and support, but first without Christianity.

If, Christianity be a secret masonic religion, made to separate, those who should be, on account that they are to be separated in the first...they would have chose to be anyways, should have defectors, private citizens within the church working as double agents, who worship and bend to the will, of a created Satan, then too, must there be secret Christians working within the Satanic Church?

I only say these things, do to your temperance, or lack of, in our times, for they may have well be two peoples, fighting for the same land upon which to plant and harvest.

The question be, for whom should we blame for a bad, crop, or praise for a good one

In this, we see the many names of God, based on Man's appreciation for the harvest.

Oh how that first, majestic and noble God, must have been create, or rather noticed, due to a great harvest.

Your Lord's good people of earth, are made by those laws by which you believe in the most, which flow, route, into one central figure head of talisman esteem. The Masonic order, and less witchcraft itself, say, then let me be that god, and eventually, to name him. You will do, and be as we will, by showing you the push and pull, of simple dichotomy...yet this shows the stamp, of such a far lesser beings machination, the plan

To acquisition the energy, is what we all seem to want, that abundance of spirit and soul force, to be young, lest we want to be old when we are young, and so let us perpetuate and exploit this dichotomy as well. And so you see Brethren of a religion that does not exist, to of which you are wholly not invited to attend, that you see, it was your reactionary mind, which got you "here" as in, the place of your deepest darkest fears in the first.

So then pick a leader, and as we see you can't even decide on that, so that take the spiritual energy of your half willed accomplishment, and thus the half thinkers do rule, half way here, half way there...and you so blindly see, they are balanced somewhere in the middle? I think not, for if there be no true dichotomy, no up, down, left, right, west, east, nor good, bad...nor any other true division of the term, we see that this be create, in order to create.

 It is the sphere, which spins, that traps the mind, end the spinning of the sphere, and you will finally see what you have been so wickedly in fear of.

No rotten gas to breath, which be mistakenly called air.
The air is the multidimensional world, were quark power does collect, live, and breed to greater heights than you do, esteemed robots of our generation.

But funny, who the demoniac of generations, be unleashed upon...that generation. The spoiled, elite children of carbon prosperity, and rotten spiritual corpses, do rule the day, shape your view, and mark the time. Yet those of the 85% say "no", "I am who I will to be", but only in the dichotomy of defiance.

Those in the 96%, of odd balls, set aside from the herd, see the world all different, as those perfect representations of contrast view, for which, those called politician to mimic with such flaw. There we see in the 99% percentile, are those strange beings, who some are sickeningly successful on the out, and desperately devoid and bankrupt on the in, who feel they sold their souls for fame, and live in this fear, all so that they do not have to claim having on in the first, whilst their counter do the opposing, and lift towards spiritual, and secret top guarded heights, baring witness to what trivial man should never know, whilst living in a borrowed yurt and going through physical bankruptcy to do so. Yet, in the small margin of man, there exist those who have developed their own political systems, their own perfectly shaped and mastered worlds, these men are not artists, nor writers, nor musicians, though they may play a chord, to vibrate out a voice, to the only one who matters. Some of these are dark, some of these are light, but seem to live but one, in eras of time, able to communicate with one another, as if one mind, and a spectrum thereof. These are the ones, whom the initiates, those of the 98%, do constantly grow jealous, and mean to set their very thoughts, of reality within a grid, a trap, in order that they should franchise on the phenomenon. Being in and living in secret and top secret amazement of these gods, these magic people, for whom god must have blessed, not knowing, they are doing their jobs as well, and that we are are marbles, jumbled in a bag, vibrating the clank, and glassy pop. of a sound, and era, which is the voice of one moment, and that there is a far grander picture being cast from within an invisible scope of place, to which no man shall lay his hand, nor beat his heart, no utter a sound, as to control the swirling, but still, nature of the place where principle is of no need, nor law, nor order, as the people shuffle to understand, what they can not.

Stellar Mass
Dawn of Man

"The Spinner"--- Jason Reza Jorgani

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