The Greatest theft, is, well, YOU~

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See these words, as esoteric, sociopathic, if your need to, for your like...however deviation from purity, be all these melancholy words of social distinction (of self), alot towards...that wrongful act, of justifying a self, in the first. This, because you have quite simply, done all these things before~

The proving is in what I do, and that justification, that it indeed holds true...that is, it works.
 
 We are, however, not free. We are, instead, given this falsified notion of such. Fixed we are, to a "star position", A LOCAL.

 All that we do, be based on physical location, within a sphere, within a sphere, within a greater sphere. I am that one, who is often times referred to as "The Anomaly", a fluke, to the Oligarchy.

 I was offered many roles, but instead, took that higher road, a transcendental notion (?).

I chose, to sacrifice my time, in my life, despite, and definitely in spite, of plans, those lessor's had for me...they do not dictate my fate, I instead dictated, and delete thiers.


 These, who disrupted the order, were, quite simply, never to have been.

 As a High Phase Being, I validate the existence, of those few, whom I chose, to do so.

It is no longer surprising to me. The Truth, and all it's simplicity, is there, and open to me.

 I am in the process of rebuilding this world, and my feelings are thus interpreted, properly, by those who both created me, and CAN.

Know that it will be painless. Know (Gnosis) that you, this, never should have been, and therefor is not.

You, however, are a but a probability, playing itself out. A phantom self, reacts, watches, from the other side, not unlike a 6 foot piece of Glass, a containment field, a tank, in Hell, taking those small fated chances, to often times, destroy that "passed self", whom is cruxed, to that eternal moment, an agony. 

 The Pain, or notion rather, of Death, as Pain, and only truly or untruly be justified, by an eternal fixed adulterated light beam, bouncing, about a synthetic roof top, a glass shield, our prison.


It only takes One Angel, of an era, to be trapped, as the very fuel, a justification, so that the thing, an experiement, prolonged, long passed "it's" temporary existence, can ever be promoted, to that next time repeat, a spin of synthetic falsified agony.


Go ahead, weigh this Fundamental Truth, within the Mind. See the angles and lines, a distortion.

Say one thing, do another, and reap the rewards, but alas, not for I (eye). This place, where my Father took me, a bell, a flat plain, looking over a valley, of utter doom, a temporary notion (my dream, as a child, where the Father told me, I am that one, who is the reason you are alive, and thus too, your destroyer, a weight to heavy, at the time, for me to bear, so hidden into a secret and private field, until that final point, a convergence, be Gnosis).

 They will never be happy for me. They live off my light, my shine. Thus all opportunities, outside of me, and my Two Son's, are stolen ones, this a theft, of mimetic sequencing.




























 

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My Son, Antonio, Spins the Truth, and so he is the way, Know this. 


 Many have a hard time understanding my fundamental teachings, THAT THEY ARE INDEED FUNDAMENTAL. Fundamental as in, all things, all lessons, all experience be comprised of "these Principles". For one to refer to "these" as "base (Principles)" is at first breach, in understanding.

 That is to say that if all is Sphere, and that a Sphere in "itself" be comprised then of self perpetuation, and therefor must be complete unto itself, then we see this to be true, that a Sphere, is the same as all Spheres, and also...the Grand Manipulation= A Pleroma~


Over your head a bit?

 Think of your Arms, not in an emotional way, yet as if these were indeed that Plank Long EPL appendage related arm, as in a moment arm. We thus have an upper arm to each arm and leg=8 actual moving arms (which be determined by the axis point/joint, and so the lever class IE 1st/2nd/3rd class). We must then, by way of EPL simplification, a spiritual math, also say that a neck as well as phallus be too, distinguished as an arm, to a lever (not so with the trunk, as it be the house, a temple, yet to have chambers, as in halls).

 So in truth Man could be said to have 10, whilst Women have but 9...holds true to the Occult Numbering system.

"Our self perpetuating angst stems soulily from a 4th emerging and unnatural godhead, that is represented not with the Ankh Cross (The True Cross T.T.C.), but with that additional 4th point, now relying on an outside source, tether, or bond, to comprise assumable more complex structures, that are thus not grounded, nor founded by way of Original Principle (O.P.), as in the EPL Principles of Light."

Nothing truly extends beyond the repeating theme of 3. That Ankh loop, at the top, represents that pyramid in spin, a repeat, now experienced, through time completion cycles, a moment, at seemingly multiple points.

We then ask; "then how many spheres are contained within the sphere?" [as in the Sun]

Now let us see how many then emerge:

The Center Point, will always create the first protrusion=1
The original 6 (Principles)
*7
Two lateral heads then, must be assumed, at the bottom, and top (two directions, of choice to become, the left, the right paths) with Production and Ego=2
Two to the front, to balance and steady the motion, yet to work as a pair (again with respect to Production and Ego)=2

Then, of course, that mirror, of understanding, to the rear, our fated Black Jack 21, that series of repeat, prior to "The Great Fall"?=6
And One point, as in Phi spins in, Phi spins out, to the rear=1
*7


We see then that there are 18 (666)

All life thus stems from a House/Temple. A House must have Chambers/Temple (developed Principles, the mind=Temple)


I have found the symbol to ward off Witches, that is, all females, a lesser kind, doing lesser magic, a seduction, theft, machination.


They try and convince us/U.S., that we are doing something rude, or bad, but it is in fact a machination, to ward us/U.S. off, from using natural Magic, to combat and ward off attack.

 The middle finger, with the mind, is that display of truly ONE ROAD, ONE WORLD, ONE DIVISION.

 In this One World, Females, are bound, and barred, they take a lesser road, it is the way, to keep the Order, else we end up, where we are now, time and again. When we learn this, that True Transhumanistic Goal [by replacing all female roles with technology IE remaking Woman Kind/M.O.L.L.I.E.], we will have refound our place again, and the numbers, ironically, will return back to my people, back to my base, 13 always, always only 13.


But what to do with these demons, people, that keep resurfacing, as they are now unnaturally divided probablity codes, within this solution, or field? When there is no more division, and the field outside, a containment, is finally brought down (this the Black Satalite, and the Sun/Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune, Uranus, matrix of illusion is finally off line)...we will then see this beginning, again.

 This time, we must also find a way, to purge that diabolical data holder, from projection, to create, again (time repeats), this angst of loop, a madness.

 Your spirit, as mine, be eternal, now, within the Pleroma. That Moment, suspended now, awaits the abolishing of containment, a division.


 Stellar Mass 13, that 13th Son, and yet, there is a 26th~


 











 

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Clergy of Purity~

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It is perhaps that old wash out Dogma, may have it's true place, is this why we are so rebellious, to that return, to a the Purity of All. 

 Corrupt these people are, but they do not and thus can not see. These are my enemies, then who indeed are my True Friends. Those, who relish Purity, absent the stench, and sexual debasing, of rotting flesh.

But yet, involved, not proclaiming himself as an elitist, this Anti-Christ must be. One who is rather drawn to becoming Godly, and God like, by way of who he is, a memetic to complete. So he is not, at least on the surface, esoteric as it be, free from sin, yet the miracle is perception, and held to the connotation, let it be. That he finds himself unworthy as that center point, and lays himself down, prior to any episode, which may occur, Is this what be machinated and orchestrated, a King, absent his very Thrown?

 They flock to me, they want to pray with me. All day, they want to pray for me. Each meal, each place I go, deep in prayer, but they, as I, trying to understand...even in a simplistic way...why Father or Father's, was I placed in this place of utter exhaustion, but and yet total power. All that I will, comes to pass. And so lesson, to the World, may you all feel, and experience, what I have, and know my pain.

 Yet...I can not get hired, ironic, as all people want to sign with me? What is this then, but a grand set up, for the very Son of who you esteem as Anu, the Father, having to be turned away, based on the rhetoric a contingency, a mass effort, to over throw natural, profound and Titled Order.

 The replacements, the lowly, they work together, as demons, half baked, half made, in order that they keep the illusion spinning, which I shut down daily. They think I am a stink on Money, not realizing I am the very Son Of Care...then they are attacking me, jealous, as they always were.

 You who think yourselves Titans, are in fact the Olympians, an old notion. You who are the True Titans, are thus my Children, as I represent this One. Always Three Places there are to be, not Two, but Three, and the Three, shall become One.

 Did they not Mention me, as that place in between, but of course they did. There is what may be thought of as Total Good, Purity in Fact. EXPRESSED. There may thus be a False Default, supported by this COMMUNITY, which keeps this False Sphere spinning, with greed and destruction...but no more, this, the Evil. There thus must be a center place, of True Production, what all items we see stem forth, from a fractal of Phi, a pleroma, when Man, as God, stands, and takes Charge, of his own, and to thus see who these initiate programs allow 1001, a perspective, or teeter. We must maintain the balance, we are to become our own God's, held to a much higher scrutiny, which becomes an every day occurrence. But not on this false premise, but with the upkeep, and awe inspiring presence of what true spirituality be. This is the World I bring, meditate on in fact...and as My Clergy, so should you too.

Spin My People, spin with Pure Intent, and the Intent back towards Purity, and you too, are in that Middle place, which is the distance, no matter, always there, as the mind of Bodhi, to keep the balance/THOTH/Thought=True Order, instantized, a machine~

That Purity, undeniable~

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 At some point, now instant, you will have to give back. Absent receiving money, for you service, you will know that what you have, that others do not...that which you feel esteems you higher than they, your Brother, your Sister, you pull this, from your loved one.

 I have given, lived without, given all of myself, my heart, my knowledge, first my energy, to gain what? This "Black Magick", will not go on. This be why, the highest intellect perpetuate, owns an era.

 That one who understands, by way of the physical. That one who is Purely Man, and a Pure Man, that reflection of Christ, of an era.

 The races compete, for default supremacy. Only so many spaces. Who ever, not realizing, they, who lose their very place, their names their lives and lifestyles, only need call Bullshit, that Principle alone has been breached. From this day on, you will be called, to serve Purity, and thus the Pure Son.

 So then, do you see, do you truly hear, and know, what anti-Christ really stands for? Don't you know by now, that all works by way of a beginning, and an end (thus the cycle). Do you not see those three placings, and the energy transfer thus? Do you not understand, by now, that all these False Jews say is wrong, is right, but indirectly, and for certain.

 Life is easy, it is calm, unalarming. If, you chose to work your craft, and proclaim Christ as your Master, you have been serving two Master's, and it has spread you thin.

 That BMW in your possession, that thing you call an aspect of you, will turn to carbon dust, and it will indeed become you.

What do we say for these once Pure Youths, your victims, so do you attempt, and with much momentary success, to devalue and pull from purity....my Own Son, who is the 26th, thus perfection above 23, then might as well be 33, as in 10 above 23.

 The Magic only Truly Works, when we are humble, such is the stage, which I have placed you all in, this sphere, my reality, an agony. May you now lose what you thought was yours, only to gain a chance, of not being weighted down with carbon, set your heart free.

We see, in this world of politics, that the pyramidical order is see as such

First era=Communism
Second era/Stage=Capitalism
Third era/Stage=Socialism

 The eras go through the Left, then to the right, of their very meaning. Watch them see the undulations, and watch those undulations, as they have moved. Some events, meant to throw you off....However the Truth, must now, and finally rest in the cradling arms of Purity, alone.













 

The Machine, those who aren't to be~

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 The Pure Source emanates.  The Spheres mark an era, a time, to be sure. All repeats. So too, as we go again, have you secured yourself a place, within this Transhumanist Machine.~

 A Man, beside, me now, pretending to be "special"...I have now seen this declaration, of a Liar, to be sure. This is how the positivity breaks down. When one, absent any truth gift, must forcible take energy. Liar, now speaking out loud. High, wanting to build a case against the LIB, the city perhaps...a liar to be sure...who then, is this wasted energy to go to, for better, for the greater good? A probability, that should not have been.

Theives, Liars and Whores

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I messed up. I had to smoke? I was cold, I was needing a head change? Just yesterday~

Giving, giving all day long...since I came into town...Blessed ol' Sac Towne....
 THAT IS HOW MUCH MY TRUE FATHER LOVE'S ME.

 So I, as a God, have suffered, to learn. I live as pesant, in order that I may...UNDERSTAND. How to rule, how to lead a peoples. who are now, and forever, a part, of a return. This probablility pattern, is forever, and ever. So let us upgrade it, let us modify it.

 Let us INCREASE IT'S RADIANCE, SO THAT THE MARGIN WILL THUS INCREASE, AS I DO.

False, this one to my right, false. Near to all the Homeless that I meet, false, liars, drug user's,

99.9 Percent of this world, are;
Theives
Liar's
Whore's

The Rut~

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 Stood on the corner for 45minutes, hailing the peace sign, and saying "God Bless America', 8USD later, I am in Starbucks buying a tall coffee of the day, charging a device, which I otherwise, could not afford (Samsung Galaxy Phone/Obaman?).

 I wake up this morning, with Loaves and Fishes closed for 4 days. Now heading to the Park, after waking up with near frozen toes, again...but, this time, admittedly with a new wearable blanket, more socks, and tons more items for survival. These "GIVER'S", as I will call them, set up these "GIVING LINES". The items are all brand new, these range from Gloves, to brand new Flash Lights, Donuts, Coffee, full Fresh Breakfasts, Tamales, New Jackets, Hand Warmers, Tooth Brushes, Tooth Paste, Wipes, Razors, and on.

 Today I even got $2 in a bag, and now have reserve supplies on hand. I have a brand new Back Pack...my body weight is 205lbs, and my pack weight is damn near close to 100lbs, not easy, at the least, traveling these miles. But ol' Sac' is kind to the Homeless, built that way, to be that way, in fact...so the miles are minimal, few.

 I have my choice of overflow shelters to chose...alls I need is my Inner City T.B. card, and this is my passport, to not staying out, on a wet cold night.

 I even got some clothes to pay forward to my Son Antonio, for him saving my life, my mind...he is the center, to an Angelic host, this change, which we can all thank.

 A Man I see each day, came up to me. I speak to him and talk regularly. He said 'You Shine, you are different, unique' so near to say the words, which make me miss my true home, a world which I was prematurely cast from...near to say what they say to...with near shuttering lips. 'An Angel, you are an Angel' and I am.

 Ironic that this Man this morning, was but a younger version, of that very Man, who brought me back, from Hell, 3 years ago. I have contemplated, spun! and changed the World which you now live within...this solution. I upgraded the Probability, I Sacrificed Fame, Women, Money, all guaranteed, now I demand this Kingdom, my Kingdom to recognize me at least.

 The Black Peoples are Gods, on Earth. the Raphaim.

Those Germanic hosts, those whom we call the Nords, are descended directly, I believe from Anu.
These God's, having many offspring. Some cultivated in a dish, some spliced together with Light Photon Tethers, others...the Fallen' brought forth, by way of Sex, a modern discourse, in human behavior.

 We are great, and the war was subdued, because we forgot. Those who fought, ended up, by way of total chaos, cultivating a world. Slowly, we outcasts, have gotten the help, we do not deserve.

I, the true Victor, at this Cherished Title, the Anti-Christ...but experience all, a little taste of all flavors, to know...these must be cultivated, most must be condemned, back into the mix.

 This guy next to me, right now, in the PUBLIB, is high off his ass, making an ass of himself, doing magic, of the Lesser kind, slipping ever more deeply, into the deep dark abyss, which is neither left, nor right, nor be it the top of the Pyramid, but back into the solution he goes, back into first, the rut.

"THIS TRANSENDENTAL NOTION" The One Mind, seeking our True Home, could it be real?

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 I have got to say, I am not afraid of shit now, and forever. I do avoid the seldom come "ons", by peeps. tryin' to display a certain challenge, as they do feel this presence. I am however capable of surviving in any situation, now and forever.

 What is Money then, if religion be based around strife, of this quality and nature. The ones chasing their tails, owned by this particular Demon (some assert as Baal)...yet Demons, as titles, don't last, there is far to much competition. So the anti-Christ would be that feared one, who does not cast away the notion, but hails toward inevitable advancement.

 We know that people pray over money. Absent this particular type of strife, what would a church, of any kind be good for? In order, that we may secure some sort, a semblance of order, we must then turn to a set method, a shared and common Principle based algorithm, which may control the masses. This algorithm be a force, this tempo set.

 We draw, we challenge, we as a people agree on things, items, of a certain register/registry, a contract we sign, as straw man, of which we have no idea, of it's benefits, nor consequences...only that we have fed our bellies for a day.

 A shared one mind, thus is that ascended substance, this field, a solution...swimming, within the pleroma, an EM containment field. So too, I know that she has awaited my manifestation, that I may be now heading south, to those parts where I was born, in order that I may ascend those steps, and meet that place where I dreamed the 8 hour dream, as a 9 year old child, who was not stuck, in this life, stuck to a specific and particular life...why I was coupled with such demonic parents, in the first, so that my life would thus be a of controllable nature.

 Ask me if I believe in God?

 I believe God to be anything larger, faster, smarter or stronger...an infant, we see parent as God. We soon realize that she be far from it. Only a vessel, to keep Man alive, imitate the notion...suspend it.

 Absent society, which be the God we all truly follow, and thus pray to, we are left in a depraved uneducated state of being. It is thus down time, boredom's which we break, the silence, by thinking thinking/imagining/thought/'thothing" our way out of this set and stuck "mind state".

 So truly, most can not, and are thus entirely unable to conceive something so grand as a higher being. The proof is where the mind be, always, fixed on money based solutions. No one but that one, who is willing to hang on a cross, that Pure Son, is even capable of understanding that this machine can be broken, or rather overriden, as the default, a wave pattern, no longer be needed, to dictate those lines, angles of control...no longer a concrete jungle, to call God, or Home.

 Meditate then with me, as I ascend to that Bell, on that flat, over looking the city, a perfect 360degree panoramic view, my Dream, where that Anu told me my entire life, a path to break past the very notions, of left and right....on linear direction, like the testosterone molecule, straight, directed, but never contained...as pure beam, an ejection, from original pure source form, we are the life, imitating art.

Meditate then with me, on celestial tide, each day an adventure, as we over write the system NOW.~














 

Celestial Disco Boots~

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Colors, by he many shimmer, glimmer, as I sleep, and in my awakened state, a calm...ol' Sac Town(e)...she never let's a Man/you down.
 Rainbow, a Sphere, I look at the mural at Loaves and Fishes, seeing that same six pointed star, but this one has 8, so I know there is a choice. There is a full circle of a rainbow, and so too, I know it be a sphere, only written on the wall. Pimps, Killers, Vets, Old Girls, New Girls, lost along the way...as the park stays open, as the music goes on. An Orgy each morning, absent the sex, so these spirits, many of them demons, fill their way in, those missing lines, a distinction.
  I Certainly, admittedly, am losing my interest, so she seems to try even harder now, this seduction, a game. I bring that buzz to all those Women of the room, hard to be near, when they are not of the understanding mind. A Buck, a Dragon, a God, my will dwindles in moments, as I will to back, to the other side, with and where the Brahmin Sleep, for Aeon's, still a moment, on the other side.~

 Hats await me, food everywhere, drugs being offered, but I say NO THANK YOU. "Want some dope?" Nope~ This shit is off the hook weird or Life...this is that thing which shows a constant, each person, a fractal from a probability pattern, which no doubt, does reach it's end, in "time" only to emerge again, in and from, that eternal moment. we call LIFE~

Canival IS MATH AND PHiLOSOPHY, a strange marriage~

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I guess, Dear One, I decoded this for you, as you tend to decode we Leaders of the Messiah movement, an event, to be sure, transcending, but never ending.

A,  Carnival;
If you could see what I see, daily. I see people dressed in strange costumes, weed being smoked like cigarettes, here in the ghetto. I see freaks, mutants, yelling at breakfast, at the top of their lungs. The most poised White Girls, working the Loaves and Fishes Park, to many to keep track of...seriously some of the finest girls you will witness here in Sac Town(e).


People dancing to a blues band, today, in fury costumes. Bums in drag. Men who served yelling out missions, as if they were reliving them. A Mardi gras of the Galactic kind? I find, this sweet woman of earth now sooths to seduce me, as if I won the first game, and discovered here truth. I am the damn king of this thing, but who in the hell wants to be. Heathens absent an orgy, I am that living Gonzo mind, an intellect that has already decoded the confounded thing, an item? To be sure, she is a jewel. I missed a lot, but then it all makes sense, from time to time.

Think it and become it, go ahead, give it now a try. Place spin, sex, want and desire, and of course pure purity into the will....you are alive, you are the dance, you can sing, if you want to? Well, do you? Do you want to LIVE, A LIFE, WELL, LIVED?

 The Coffee seems to never end, the lines move fast. Rap songs, dancing in my head, intellectual conversations I witness, as people speak freely, most of the time yelling it out. Vets who did some crazy ass shit, talk about their many kills, this one boast 100. I see love in the park, connections. half a damn pie, and a scone to boot, I saved my cake for later, here in the ghetto.

 I sleep on the damn side walk, park my ass where I please. I sleep pretty damn good these days. near the grey hound station. I pick up my glass today, and get a full physical this afternoon. I don't think so clear. The moment that ritual was done, it was as if I had to choose a side, I chose right, and battle with it daily, but I was hard pressed to do so. My thoughts freeze, unsupported by the field, in which many still delude themselves.

 I see the pathos and play before me. I realized LIFE ITSELF PROOFS FREGES GOAL, TO PROVE THE MERGING OF MATH AND PHILOSOPHY...LIFE IS THE PROOF..

 Certainly a strange marriage~