Thursday, March 9, 2017
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Saturday, March 4, 2017
A'perch, The Spire~
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As to, have followed, an inversion of the plan, those crosses were too, crossed, as if an inverted reflection unto itself.
The Grid Project was closing in, The Sphere, was being absoluted by an all mightier power. As the Sphere's relative size stayed constant, to it's own relativity, in quark clustered projection, was The Grid, on the close.
I cased that spiral stair step, a spiral, unto heaven. I ran from it, from technology, but truly, unto the place where David lay. Each step, I forgot, as the stair case wrapped forever, as I began to finally come out of my shell. That great steeple, a stairway to heaven. I spoke to myself, as I got in better and better shape, seeming in a vacuum of sort, as the weeks went by. I rested at times, but mainly, just found myself off to sleep, a restful sleep, as my life was not occupied by this spiral stair case, that Golden Spire.
They, The Black Crow Council, among others, had used this technology, to use that grid, as a weapon of weapons, able to shrink reality, or expand it, based on these relative, or rather, familiarity principles, recently expressed, above here.
I forgot myself, as the world outside The Golden Spire must have shrunk away. I stepped for hours, then days, then weeks, I lost my mind, I never turned back. I stepped so far one day, I came here, to this place, where I am today, looking back, at the event. My reality became my fantasy, as pain taught me well. I lost my limbs, and sensation, it seemed one day, as I walked in rags. I must have finally died there, emaciated, shivering, yet to this I can not say. My steps however, did not cease, even as I stepped then, well into my sleep.
I sit here, on a perch, looking down, at a cobble stone road, with Danish type architecture. I am now flying, and now, with talons, I think, gripping at a branch, fractalled from a tree, the fifth out, a mighty tree. Reaching as I feel my wings elevate me to land, I hover, I grip(!), pulling, reaching and dropping into comfort, instantly.
I made it, somewhere, upon ravens wing, in some time, some place, as we fly, together, another must be there too, deep in mid climb, a'perch The Spire.~
SMO13
As to, have followed, an inversion of the plan, those crosses were too, crossed, as if an inverted reflection unto itself.
The Grid Project was closing in, The Sphere, was being absoluted by an all mightier power. As the Sphere's relative size stayed constant, to it's own relativity, in quark clustered projection, was The Grid, on the close.
I cased that spiral stair step, a spiral, unto heaven. I ran from it, from technology, but truly, unto the place where David lay. Each step, I forgot, as the stair case wrapped forever, as I began to finally come out of my shell. That great steeple, a stairway to heaven. I spoke to myself, as I got in better and better shape, seeming in a vacuum of sort, as the weeks went by. I rested at times, but mainly, just found myself off to sleep, a restful sleep, as my life was not occupied by this spiral stair case, that Golden Spire.
They, The Black Crow Council, among others, had used this technology, to use that grid, as a weapon of weapons, able to shrink reality, or expand it, based on these relative, or rather, familiarity principles, recently expressed, above here.
I forgot myself, as the world outside The Golden Spire must have shrunk away. I stepped for hours, then days, then weeks, I lost my mind, I never turned back. I stepped so far one day, I came here, to this place, where I am today, looking back, at the event. My reality became my fantasy, as pain taught me well. I lost my limbs, and sensation, it seemed one day, as I walked in rags. I must have finally died there, emaciated, shivering, yet to this I can not say. My steps however, did not cease, even as I stepped then, well into my sleep.
I sit here, on a perch, looking down, at a cobble stone road, with Danish type architecture. I am now flying, and now, with talons, I think, gripping at a branch, fractalled from a tree, the fifth out, a mighty tree. Reaching as I feel my wings elevate me to land, I hover, I grip(!), pulling, reaching and dropping into comfort, instantly.
I made it, somewhere, upon ravens wing, in some time, some place, as we fly, together, another must be there too, deep in mid climb, a'perch The Spire.~
SMO13
Friday, March 3, 2017
Top Country Viewership of EPL, Esoteric Principles of Light~
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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
em·a·na·tion
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"Every system of believe and thus 'a faith', be based on a descriptor of Emanation"
SM~
I jumped, and was thus free~
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Stellar Mass fiction~?~
I ran right to the edge, I feared not, because I knew. I knew that to jump from my body in free fall, meaning I go one way UP as it goes DOWN plunder to a rocky death, I WOULD BE FREE.
The energy didn't stop, I was able to transcend, and remember quite well. We are not to be buried, neath the rot and soil, despair. Rather, we are to be out, in the Sun, Protected, as Ritual be done, to Free the Spirit to The Sun~
Stellar Mass fiction~?~
I ran right to the edge, I feared not, because I knew. I knew that to jump from my body in free fall, meaning I go one way UP as it goes DOWN plunder to a rocky death, I WOULD BE FREE.
The energy didn't stop, I was able to transcend, and remember quite well. We are not to be buried, neath the rot and soil, despair. Rather, we are to be out, in the Sun, Protected, as Ritual be done, to Free the Spirit to The Sun~
EPL Punishment
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The punishment is always brought forth from close observation. We are being watched. We are being sentenced. You may be surprised, what does not send you, into eternal damnation. Sin, live, Sign, reason, WILL, Be.
Those same degrees, which we have moved beyond, must be held, and granted, as a succession. A level is passed, yet can be visited with care.
When this can not be done, we place care and temperance into a community of compassion and understanding. We uplift those who WILL to be more, and mature, become.
Those who can not, will not, by way of assessment. We are not the odd ones out (or ODD Oppressive Defiance Disorder...Really??!!!)
The enemy is that brick of mortar layered by the Baby Boomer, who know quite well how capitalism works, and that their very children, are those they fully disclosed, sell out [SS Program]
The punishment is always brought forth from close observation. We are being watched. We are being sentenced. You may be surprised, what does not send you, into eternal damnation. Sin, live, Sign, reason, WILL, Be.
Those same degrees, which we have moved beyond, must be held, and granted, as a succession. A level is passed, yet can be visited with care.
When this can not be done, we place care and temperance into a community of compassion and understanding. We uplift those who WILL to be more, and mature, become.
Those who can not, will not, by way of assessment. We are not the odd ones out (or ODD Oppressive Defiance Disorder...Really??!!!)
The enemy is that brick of mortar layered by the Baby Boomer, who know quite well how capitalism works, and that their very children, are those they fully disclosed, sell out [SS Program]
EPL; Law PRINCIPLE STANDARD
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Law should dictate, that degree of purity, and hold in contempt, absent prejudice or malice of/in intent to uphold this as Principle Standard.
Law should dictate, that degree of purity, and hold in contempt, absent prejudice or malice of/in intent to uphold this as Principle Standard.
EPL-
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In order that we should, fashion the perfect society, we must first look at Principle into Law.
Though EPL seems lawless, it is not. A full respect of true law, which arises, out of the chaos, that err temporarily manifests.
The Law which comes forth from "that sexual nature built into all Men and Women", brings about a compromise, to perceived survival. Which is why: that game is afoot, again and again, time and again.
The true crime is truly, as Jesus spoke, The Nature of Adultery. As to truly, and only adulterize, against the self.
A Whore, a Cheater and a Liar are all cut of the same cloth, know one, you thus know them all.
But then...who is exclusive and thus authentic, to the self? How far can that degree, which follows, by way of dabble, as she does.~
In order that we should, fashion the perfect society, we must first look at Principle into Law.
Though EPL seems lawless, it is not. A full respect of true law, which arises, out of the chaos, that err temporarily manifests.
The Law which comes forth from "that sexual nature built into all Men and Women", brings about a compromise, to perceived survival. Which is why: that game is afoot, again and again, time and again.
The true crime is truly, as Jesus spoke, The Nature of Adultery. As to truly, and only adulterize, against the self.
A Whore, a Cheater and a Liar are all cut of the same cloth, know one, you thus know them all.
But then...who is exclusive and thus authentic, to the self? How far can that degree, which follows, by way of dabble, as she does.~
Stellar Mass to Neutron Star~
EPL-
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"We, live in a time that is filled with blundering, blubbering zealots, inept feckless abecedaries in fact, who can not function now, absent the machine"
"We, live in a time that is filled with blundering, blubbering zealots, inept feckless abecedaries in fact, who can not function now, absent the machine"
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