Monday, November 28, 2022
Sunday, November 27, 2022
I am depressed I am saddened and I search existence for no cure
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
I’m reaching out
I have the wisdom not to grab ahold of any hand that assumes a meeting to my own appendage.
I do not want to be saved. Rather I want the falsity in principles lack to always be obvious to any. No one can save you! There is no God which exists that could or should. We are terminal and this story does not end well!
Instead pay your tithings so that you may hear a lie, this will bide you over in your narcissistic slumber bide you over for another day aye!?
As for me I am terminal!
Do you hear?!
Do you care?!!
Ha ha
This soft and steady jester with this sick and twisted mind.
Reality!
I can’t define it!
I can not save you from yourself!!
Instead bang your head against the machine for it will never connect you to what you see is real!
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
If your consciousness could be kept in a certain liminal state? Beyond the rational and the secular. We as human beings are undeniably engineered. However when we believe something to be true and we follow this truth into provable realms we open up the gates to reality itself. That is we apply our own personal consciousness toward the proving that something entirely irrational could possibly be true. We postulate an existence to that which could never be. Something is thus brewing there behind the veil something wishes to be nurtured something wishes to be alive. In short does something urge us to apply our own scientific methods as to justify this implication of a new reality?
Quite possibly then the observer becomes creator. It is within a certain moment of time (a window) that an egregore presses to be known. Once a personal validation has been met a consciousness unseen and unknown presses toward more occulted measures. A crowd of other conscious members (perhaps from an astral-theological sense) begs to have these various components met.
However upon success (if that be so) “seeming individual dimensional traveler” is transmuted in process. This maturation presses and pushes the individual now somewhat isolated towards becoming an effigy to be the fires; Burning of [a] man -“Iman”.
Is this seemingly cruel process actually a close up of code in transfer? “-Iteration”
These fires are not earthly however can be claimed as cosmic.
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