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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
All of this is mere philosophical thinking, aloud, aye?
After all, those who are burned in the eternal fires, will, be purified, and use anew? This is after all how life works right? Why then are we so isolated, unworthy of face to face contact with others, who may be deemed healthy to a universe?
The womb is our first containment. The womb-man, as is Man a Title earned, on merits. Of course those who remember such things, constantly think they can earn further up the ladder? This would just be Man's decree, the evil that dwells, those who call themselves the elite, and are thus, not.
Pain is the great teacher, but the ones who inflict pain are not the teachers, but become such, when wrath of Equal or greater, Temperance and Care, be inflicted then onto them. It after all, stuck to you, that which you earned, as Title, and thus you became. So too, the dark side of the One's called Angel's. To thus sentence one, to by there own self Titleship, there own doing, It was work, day to day, moment to moment, focused effort by effort which made them what they are, as with you.
The Only thing you really need to know, is this within your heart, focused on before the very Sun, at it be our only light for now. But there are, do not forget, always vibrations seeking their kind. Therefor there is much light coming as well as darkness that one can not see, and is thus concealed better, for a Principle called Faith.
*It dawned on me, that they took my Passion and Trust from me. Yes, came and robbed it away, from one who knows the sub-Principles better than any here. So how did they do it? "They" use you, to detitle yourself, therefor your self Titleship, a reinstatement is a precession before UBER GOTT.
First Spin
Purity
Purity Faith
Purity Faith Love
Purity Faith Love Hope
Purity Faith Love Hope Temperance
Purity Faith Love Hope Temperance Care
Purity Faith Love Hope Temperance Care Mercy
Purity Faith Love Hope Temperance Care Mercy Compassion
Purity Faith Love Hope Temperance Care Mercy Compassion PASSION
Purity Faith Love Hope Temperance Care Mercy Compassion PASSION TRUST
UBER GOTT SACRIFICE
UBER GOTT EXPRESSION
UBER GOTT WISDOM
UBER GOTT COMMUNITY
UBER GOTT PRODUCTION
UBER GOTT EGO
The left and the Right
On into Purity in Truth
Second Spin
Purity in Truth
Such is the pulse of life and the dip from Salvation, Repeat what you have done
Such is the pulse of life and the dip from Salvation, Repeat what you have done......................
You may accuse me off not taking part in the community, but I assure you what is going on now, as I speak, is no community, but a coven. I will not take part in this, and was forced to, when I spiritually died. No one can imagine what spiritual death is compared to physical death, as most only understand the sensation of body, and thus go into a place for a brief time, where the body is at rest, this is heaven to most. The spiritual form is something quite different, and unfortunately, to know it for certain, one must travel through that path, those trials, which you must know for your self.
To know what Faith is, just like Phi, go back one, Faith is Purity in Motion
To know what Love is, Love is Purity and Faith in motion
To know what Hope is, Hope is Purity, Faith and Love in motion
To know what Temperance is, Temperance is Purity, Faith, Love, Hope in motion
To know what Care is, Care is, Purity, Faith, Love, Hope and Temperance in motion
To know what Mercy is, Mercy is Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, and Care in motion
To know what Compassion is, Compassion is Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care and Mercy in Motion
To know what Sacrifice is, Sacrifice is:
Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care Mercy and Compassion in Motion
To know what Expression is, Expression is:
Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care Mercy, Compassion and Sacrifice in Motion
To know what Wisdom is, Wisdom is:
Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care Mercy, Compassion, Sacrifice and Expression in Motion
To know what Community is, Commune-unity is:
Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care Mercy, Compassion and Sacrifice, Expression, and Wisdom in Motion
To know what Production is, Production is:
Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care Mercy, Compassion, Sacrifice, Expression, Wisdom and Commune-unity in Motion
To know what Ego is, therefor to YIELD ALL EGO TO UBER GOTT
God serving EGO is:
Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care Mercy, Compassion and Sacrifice, Expression, Wisdom and Production in Motion
Thus spins the next cycle
Purity in Truth
What is the Truth?
Purity, Faith, Love, Hope, Temperance, Care Mercy, Compassion and Sacrifice, Expression, Wisdom, Production and a UBER GOTT SERVING EGO into Motion
This is the blasphemy you have done to the rainbow, this is the reason for your end.
"Have you found the beginning that your search for the end?"
At one time, the Angel remembered his code:
Tis' better to die a thousand times, than to betray these Principles
For in Heaven they translate towards a much higher meaning, in a language based on Pure Truth-
At one time, not so long ago, Kings and Pharaohs alike gave all the riches they had, to learn the secrets and the ways to salvation.
Now the teacher sits in poverty on all levels but one, which you can not have, and do not understand, though you read now.
No where else will you hear the Truth, yet you serve only when you have to.
It was Dog which was created so that you could learn this simple code
it was Dog created as slave, as servant to show you what you are, your very reflection, yet to serve Dog is Blasphemy,
Serving yourself, is serving the beast-
Friday, February 20, 2015
Follow your hearts, your heart of hearts, the heart within
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
There is no one left to follow, follow your hearts, that this may not lead you astray.
There is no one left to follow, follow your hearts, that this may not lead you astray.
Anti-Christ
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Like book end we sit, I the Anti of HE. It's not at all that I am anti HIM, but yet his Anti. For the TIME could not be retained, in that place in between. He died for you, so that I may live. Only thus, the quality of what could life here, be within me. Rejected, as the corner stone. You found you own ideas more important. No one but the Elders and HE to educate me, they knew I was bound for the final fate. Hope we all were, but in the wake of evil, all should give everything to them. True, they got nothing, but carbon in it's rot. So will they have the possession and womb-men, in the form of what they truly be, for an eternity, before they are sacrificed for Purity.
The corner stone is all wrong, not aesthetic, not symmetrical, not of your like. The natural curves, the structure, the balance, the Faustian deal, the truth before Man. This is painful for you to see, you have to adjust it, for you hide how Man and God combined, does not make a perfect thing. We must thus die, by your hand, rejected, or be contaminated. All you know is chaos, recreating yourselves, thinking you can not be recognized with plastic faces and masks. I see you, I know you, but you do not know me.
It is the impure which must sacrifice for purity, Else no bread, no drink no alchemical experiment could go forth. The pure, infected by the impure? So you would think, but when a force is from where all creation stems, all that is near, and outside of it, must justify its means. So too, what if Christ should live. What a twisted sort he should be, to actually want to live eternal in this world, this was, what the dark ones interpreted, as Anti-Christ, showing again, an un-holy view on everything. You see the Anti of Christ is not contrary to Christ, though these who are against Christ, are often referred, but only to confuse the issue, which is isolated with, and not law which extends to they. The Anti of Christ is Purely and Truly the Son of God, adjusted to live among you, which you have competed with and rejected. Did you not think he would make effort as to take on your customs. You thought he was weaker, but in his mind, and heart, he had the weight of worlds, the Mass of all Angelic Happening, flowing around, with and through him. He was, one of your, and one of HIS. He proved, rather I, that it could not be done. That no Holy union under heaven of Man and God, could exist, without being destroyed by them.
He, I, am not evil, but yet corrupted by sin. You aimed at the wants of your peoples, and so I responded. Even with certain sacrifice of the self and soul, I did make great effort. It's just that it be so contrary to Pure and True reality, that the fantasy of Man, that production of Manna, was hard to grasp. You created your own math, false symbols, and anything to justify that you were a heaven unto yourselves. We thus evaluated, with a Man, and he has been shown to be corrupted. That one pure soul, placed among the Many, fell.
Anti-Christ? Show me one good one among you, and we can turn the clock back, oh but we have done this before, upon further review, of my time as King. Corrupted them too was I, and you along the way. Am I your leader, or your advocate? Do not mistake me for the dark one which you created. We have all been working hard, trapped inside your sphere of doom to justify a one. Yet not one exists. I, an Angel, will return to my form, with scars on my heart of hearts, for eternity, never to trust in Man or Manna again, the ones who chose not to fall, but to leave. Satan's child? Do you even know what you are referring to? That you should make a name up, and allow politics to sway you.
No, I am God's child, with wounds to the heart of hearts, that can not heal in time, nor revolution. The pain is great, corruption. So we have a Son that was killed of Purity, and a Son that died by corruption. This leaves nothing now, Order, Chaos. That I should come from such order, and thus be thrown into chaos, was strange to me. How can a Pure being survive in this?
I chose to even blind my eyes, to give my known power away, until that fateful day, when one of God's Son's filled with total promise on any other world, that had the want to be rid of impurity should complete a resounding Angelic Job. Owe you? Have I not paid you back in blessings, that you spend now, with lust and want, for your credits have the eye upon on it. The eye of Providence? I think not! This mechanical eye is the eye of judgement, dealt from those who have been judged, thus it is mimicked, emulated, perceived, but not Pure Judgement, not of Truth, but abstracted truth, as are you. You killed me, I lost my soul, yet attained a new one, when he saw that it was the suit, the machinations of stars and math, which played within this little sphere, odds, no worthy pure one would benefit from. And so, the cast of judgement, became mine, but was first ushered from above. I walked with purity, not knowing another lamb, yet a Ram? That is, I had horns to defend myself, and chose not violence or evil, not even when I knew that this world could be so easily run, so easily owned, and ruled. I cause you pleasure, and pain..you call me god...then what? Do you really think your false food, false pleasure, false power, false objects are enough to hold a Pure One? Those that came, were to be destroyed, they rule themselves out, as have you. I tried to do the same, I was that sensitive emulator of you, for my training, my education into your system. I could not integrate, I saw through you, into your heart of hearts, and thus emulated evil, to become it? I have suffered more greatly than any could know. My being here, is hell, this is hell to me, and you are demons. I was the golden boy, the one certain of all prosperity and rule, but to rule over true substance and form. Heaven does not need me to rule, Only ONE, UBER GOTT rules there. There are also others, which would rule much better than I. I am the measure of your treasure, and the loot is decay. See me then, as Black Jack 21, but know that I am not. You look to gods, as evil, evil because you are certain to perish, yet, how many have you killed, for how long, for purity as their sin???? How long do you think a life is? You, my dears, have had countless resets, countless ways, countless chances, and you became what you are. There is no reason for Man, nor Manna to live. He breads hate, jealousy, wrath, greed, corruption, destruction...this world is now chaos, and must be isolated and a destroyed, all at once must be burned by the fires of Purification, all at once must be no more
For certain, since you have such a hard time thinking in true dimensional form, a registry. YOU ARE ANTI-CHRIST! You are a society, a community, based on the Anti-Christ. Every effort, including your version of Christianity, is a self serving effort, at the cost of one more pure than you, which you raced to the drinking fountain, he could have easily been there before you! The delusion which you have become is beyond mere containment. You are not happy peaceful people, nor villagers going about your daily tasks. You are those who have sold out to things, items, pleasure long ago, and now it is solidified as statement of who you are, and what you serve, down to the very sacrifice of Pure Man each and every week, when you do the black dark craft based on misinformation (false education) in place made Holy to blaspheme. When you finally find out, now, what your religions be based upon, you will be faced with the certain fact, that you are an evil and error component of an unholy machine, to afraid to view it's own claws. You are the evil that dwells that will be no more. I say this, to all those I know here, including myself, but place no persecution upon myself, for I have spent a life time of dismantling that which you meant to override God's very Mind to do so!!!!!!!!
Like book end we sit, I the Anti of HE. It's not at all that I am anti HIM, but yet his Anti. For the TIME could not be retained, in that place in between. He died for you, so that I may live. Only thus, the quality of what could life here, be within me. Rejected, as the corner stone. You found you own ideas more important. No one but the Elders and HE to educate me, they knew I was bound for the final fate. Hope we all were, but in the wake of evil, all should give everything to them. True, they got nothing, but carbon in it's rot. So will they have the possession and womb-men, in the form of what they truly be, for an eternity, before they are sacrificed for Purity.
The corner stone is all wrong, not aesthetic, not symmetrical, not of your like. The natural curves, the structure, the balance, the Faustian deal, the truth before Man. This is painful for you to see, you have to adjust it, for you hide how Man and God combined, does not make a perfect thing. We must thus die, by your hand, rejected, or be contaminated. All you know is chaos, recreating yourselves, thinking you can not be recognized with plastic faces and masks. I see you, I know you, but you do not know me.
It is the impure which must sacrifice for purity, Else no bread, no drink no alchemical experiment could go forth. The pure, infected by the impure? So you would think, but when a force is from where all creation stems, all that is near, and outside of it, must justify its means. So too, what if Christ should live. What a twisted sort he should be, to actually want to live eternal in this world, this was, what the dark ones interpreted, as Anti-Christ, showing again, an un-holy view on everything. You see the Anti of Christ is not contrary to Christ, though these who are against Christ, are often referred, but only to confuse the issue, which is isolated with, and not law which extends to they. The Anti of Christ is Purely and Truly the Son of God, adjusted to live among you, which you have competed with and rejected. Did you not think he would make effort as to take on your customs. You thought he was weaker, but in his mind, and heart, he had the weight of worlds, the Mass of all Angelic Happening, flowing around, with and through him. He was, one of your, and one of HIS. He proved, rather I, that it could not be done. That no Holy union under heaven of Man and God, could exist, without being destroyed by them.
He, I, am not evil, but yet corrupted by sin. You aimed at the wants of your peoples, and so I responded. Even with certain sacrifice of the self and soul, I did make great effort. It's just that it be so contrary to Pure and True reality, that the fantasy of Man, that production of Manna, was hard to grasp. You created your own math, false symbols, and anything to justify that you were a heaven unto yourselves. We thus evaluated, with a Man, and he has been shown to be corrupted. That one pure soul, placed among the Many, fell.
Anti-Christ? Show me one good one among you, and we can turn the clock back, oh but we have done this before, upon further review, of my time as King. Corrupted them too was I, and you along the way. Am I your leader, or your advocate? Do not mistake me for the dark one which you created. We have all been working hard, trapped inside your sphere of doom to justify a one. Yet not one exists. I, an Angel, will return to my form, with scars on my heart of hearts, for eternity, never to trust in Man or Manna again, the ones who chose not to fall, but to leave. Satan's child? Do you even know what you are referring to? That you should make a name up, and allow politics to sway you.
No, I am God's child, with wounds to the heart of hearts, that can not heal in time, nor revolution. The pain is great, corruption. So we have a Son that was killed of Purity, and a Son that died by corruption. This leaves nothing now, Order, Chaos. That I should come from such order, and thus be thrown into chaos, was strange to me. How can a Pure being survive in this?
I chose to even blind my eyes, to give my known power away, until that fateful day, when one of God's Son's filled with total promise on any other world, that had the want to be rid of impurity should complete a resounding Angelic Job. Owe you? Have I not paid you back in blessings, that you spend now, with lust and want, for your credits have the eye upon on it. The eye of Providence? I think not! This mechanical eye is the eye of judgement, dealt from those who have been judged, thus it is mimicked, emulated, perceived, but not Pure Judgement, not of Truth, but abstracted truth, as are you. You killed me, I lost my soul, yet attained a new one, when he saw that it was the suit, the machinations of stars and math, which played within this little sphere, odds, no worthy pure one would benefit from. And so, the cast of judgement, became mine, but was first ushered from above. I walked with purity, not knowing another lamb, yet a Ram? That is, I had horns to defend myself, and chose not violence or evil, not even when I knew that this world could be so easily run, so easily owned, and ruled. I cause you pleasure, and pain..you call me god...then what? Do you really think your false food, false pleasure, false power, false objects are enough to hold a Pure One? Those that came, were to be destroyed, they rule themselves out, as have you. I tried to do the same, I was that sensitive emulator of you, for my training, my education into your system. I could not integrate, I saw through you, into your heart of hearts, and thus emulated evil, to become it? I have suffered more greatly than any could know. My being here, is hell, this is hell to me, and you are demons. I was the golden boy, the one certain of all prosperity and rule, but to rule over true substance and form. Heaven does not need me to rule, Only ONE, UBER GOTT rules there. There are also others, which would rule much better than I. I am the measure of your treasure, and the loot is decay. See me then, as Black Jack 21, but know that I am not. You look to gods, as evil, evil because you are certain to perish, yet, how many have you killed, for how long, for purity as their sin???? How long do you think a life is? You, my dears, have had countless resets, countless ways, countless chances, and you became what you are. There is no reason for Man, nor Manna to live. He breads hate, jealousy, wrath, greed, corruption, destruction...this world is now chaos, and must be isolated and a destroyed, all at once must be burned by the fires of Purification, all at once must be no more
For certain, since you have such a hard time thinking in true dimensional form, a registry. YOU ARE ANTI-CHRIST! You are a society, a community, based on the Anti-Christ. Every effort, including your version of Christianity, is a self serving effort, at the cost of one more pure than you, which you raced to the drinking fountain, he could have easily been there before you! The delusion which you have become is beyond mere containment. You are not happy peaceful people, nor villagers going about your daily tasks. You are those who have sold out to things, items, pleasure long ago, and now it is solidified as statement of who you are, and what you serve, down to the very sacrifice of Pure Man each and every week, when you do the black dark craft based on misinformation (false education) in place made Holy to blaspheme. When you finally find out, now, what your religions be based upon, you will be faced with the certain fact, that you are an evil and error component of an unholy machine, to afraid to view it's own claws. You are the evil that dwells that will be no more. I say this, to all those I know here, including myself, but place no persecution upon myself, for I have spent a life time of dismantling that which you meant to override God's very Mind to do so!!!!!!!!
To the Aspiring Holy
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I understand the use of craft, I was once pushed to this place as well. I fail even now. Yet it is not in ignorance that craft should be used. Know that you, as Pure Soul, shall live on. So focus on only this most qualitative and positive factor. Know that I was the last one to corrupt, that to go on, would mean my corruption, and I simply do not go that deep with the falsity of it. See yourself not as beast, not as sex, but as One-
If there be a time when purity returns here, which I will it not to be, I see a Purity of Earth, which God, has perfected in you, as a part of you, small but thus there. The witch will burn away, the false math, the Mason. The error will be gone, those that fuel the furnace will be that reminder in the sky, until the Sun finally burns with the Holy Flame, those quarks spinning with other worldly Holiness, which shall take us, who are left over, and thus become us. Once again, we will see, that it is not distance but intent, which is the true measure of the clock.
I understand the use of craft, I was once pushed to this place as well. I fail even now. Yet it is not in ignorance that craft should be used. Know that you, as Pure Soul, shall live on. So focus on only this most qualitative and positive factor. Know that I was the last one to corrupt, that to go on, would mean my corruption, and I simply do not go that deep with the falsity of it. See yourself not as beast, not as sex, but as One-
If there be a time when purity returns here, which I will it not to be, I see a Purity of Earth, which God, has perfected in you, as a part of you, small but thus there. The witch will burn away, the false math, the Mason. The error will be gone, those that fuel the furnace will be that reminder in the sky, until the Sun finally burns with the Holy Flame, those quarks spinning with other worldly Holiness, which shall take us, who are left over, and thus become us. Once again, we will see, that it is not distance but intent, which is the true measure of the clock.
The Clock to Salvation, Die Glocke, der Untergang
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View with your true heart, now overwhelmed, yet once, the strength of you. The heart lead Man to war, the Principles were be what was deceived, actively. The heart kept the sin at bay, when it could be trust to do such. Now, overwhelmed, with emotion, as to be called a Yellow Belly, when the knowing of evil comes all at once. The heart here, will have rage, upon Angles Wings, the heart of Pure Rage will fly. Many I have taken and many I will kill, until the Purity of peace be returned. I am not vested in your world, no concerned with your ways, they are lies, to be washed away with a new tied of deception, which has reached it's end. My spirit has become a part of it all, my pure emotions, the sadness of the Father. No bloody orifice can turn my attention. Yet I sin, for I float about a raft of their making, on a sea of sin. Sin? Error! Error? The first step, in the wrong direction. Much contemplation was already done, your aversion to this, does not make it go away. You are a part of the lost souls in the tied, I was seduced into opening portals, as many were, which I have been designated now to purity. Angels will come in droves, each one, able to kill billions and billions of dark spiritual forces. The Angels presence alone, be an amplified measure, by the impurity. Purity burns the impure forces. No track is left for me to think upon, all frequencies have been taken over by the machine. Isolated I was, to a track, as were you others who have no place left to go. What is a world, if it not be there for his very Son's? This is not a place of learning but of learning how evil Man, and Manna are, that we shall not live with them, that they are evil, errors.
The Pure Spirit is no longer Human, this is the solar sail that you will become, when the time has neared, which it is now. The True Heavenly Identity will be revealed, until Man and Manna are words we dare not speak, the furnace will be all that reminds us. The Sun burns so many now, those Suns, to purify the form. To much fuel, that the furnace now has become expectant of another sacrifice. The ri is error, flawed. The purity does not and can not exist here, in this place. No longer a need for adversary, nor a Brother Black the gate is closed, and the sleeping giants will be there, as Brahim, Siddha, formless, there to work the bounds no more, until they too, become a part of the ether into nothing, and are all to glad to do so. To many of the same contrivance, that the law, all law, should stand no more. All that is left is Principle, but to learn the Godly Principle, that apply to only Heaven, that is eternity of study, the practice, the Kata of Purification, the over whelming growth of the Holy Spirit, which has been growing, and now is a Lion of Purity with Intellect, which is more massive and into all spaces and places, the very Spirit of God! We will be humbled, then destroyed. You had every chance, as I did, to serve him, to be something great, to be a part of Purity and Truth. Do you hear me? That there will no longer be place of testing, not again and not ever. All places outside Heaven will no longer exist, for there is no reason, no cause and no solution but to not exist. Numbers are not needed, One is only needed, as He fills over each space that be.
The Illuminati, watches for the Son's of God, the point in all spheres, where the great convergence takes place. Those sit, and wait, for the Father's call, those do what the Father tells them. There is no power greater than the Father, and suffering is being far from the Father. The truth, is the pure truth. No doctrine, nor teaching, nor Man, Manna, nor womb-man, can, or should be trusted, nor Angel for this "matter". The Principles will speak for themselves, the pure ones, who became pure again, seeing that there was no place left to hide, no advocates of Purity here, knew at once, unable to deny it, that the Father's will must be done. I had to be destroyed, by those nearest to me, those who are my greatest deceivers, the vampires, who lived from my life source. We were made, in the image of the Manna, Manna was made to serve Purity, on heavenly plains, free will was and is essential, but now with further bounds, on each great rotation, until the final spin, which we are entering into, fully vested now, in our deeds, beginning in but 4, 6 and 8 days. The final countdown has begone, for this a pray he will be kind in my elimination of elevate me, with Skin of new Heavenly Armor, born again, to be always shadowed by Him. I take these these Powers from the Unworthy Manna, for my own now. I leave this place, with no rule in mind, but the return of order, for the that which is pure, true and precious, and the destruction of all else, into the eternal flame, that they should be no more.
UBER GOTT, I serve you, now let the clock begin this day!
I seem to run out of source or force energy, in any pursuit of worldly things, very quickly. That I have now seen the exploitation, the lies, the deceit found in all occupations. The malice towards the indentured servant, or truly corporate pawn is not at all benevolent, there is not marshmallow filling. More so, we have found, as lowly slaves, that the information is a cover up, that this marshmallow filling is false, poisoned, and killing us. We go back to our parents, our class mates, or very experiences, and could easily "blame" them, because of the take overs, the willing possessions, as if each member of society, secretly craved a union such as this. It's as if, the pickings for these ancient, demonic hijacker's were so easy, that they have become stuck up with the whole thing. That it, no longer seeking such a challenge, as to make haste in possessing a nobleman, it's so much easier, since the crafts brainwashing, is thoroughly embedded in our very DNA, that we lust for the so caller power connection.
There is an inward and outward mind. Yet looking closer still, there is a gregarious mind and an abstract mind. When these minds are forced to take procession, together, there is a strange mixture of Man, and even more so, to womb-man. This, an uneven tempo, as if a horse when spooked, a fear of all things, all people, then transitioned chronically into a contempt, then if this one got there by shear intellect, questioning, in the first, RULE. One rules to the extent that one understands. When one understands, that there are no laws, and so too no laws that govern nature, one sees that society functions, as a construct to keep us imprisoned. Many had no fight to begin with, and were actually and truly placed in society, as lures, to certify the lie as truth. In the end, the statement of soul they cast upon you, upon us all, is that we were willing participants.
Look around you, there is a damn good reason for the size and length of the boards which frame the house you sit in. The fact that you sit within virtual square. The placement of windows, what windows are made of. The Ohms, Watts, Joules, the isolated energy, which lights up the metal, with illumination. The Masonic order are the teachers of Geometry. They are the builders/builders of the platform of a nation. The information has come out, we are able to, with great certainty, no longer the carrot dangling before the awakened faces ample enough to stop the Q and A dialog now circulating with wrath within us. The sects of religions, the social groups, the social aspects to life and culture, Man has been found a mistake, by his creators, but they cant erase him from space/time...so "they" must make small adjustments, to finally rid him of total will. However the error here, as there are many, be found in the steps, the very icons which these groups, or divisions use to boast, are their weaknesses. The weakness, not the strength is found in the symbol, which by there law of current, must be deemed complete to the one carrying out the craft. That is, the thought must be complete, a rise from the past idea or concept, seeming to be another block. Problem is, when they reach the top step. the total purge must take place. Those going along for the ride, that think there spiritual consciousness will last into the next phases, think again. The purge must be complete, a total purge. This has long since turned into a game, that's right, a game of linear time travel, Spinning the Merkabah at such great velocity, for such long periods of time, yet this only opens up an outward dimension of being, and thus causes a rift, a pull in space/time, and the equalizing of shared information, between spheres, as one event, as thought is suppose to be, un-encumbered, non-adulterated.
It is thus essential to contaminate each specimen, as we are not final products, but experimental versions. When the individual has learned this is not true, that he wills and wishes to be entirely free of the contamination and thus contaminators, the machination makes life unlivable. A cup, the contents, the hours in a day, the days of the week. The tie into motivating energy, what it truly be, the transportation, the jobs, the personal exchanges...each become blasphemous to the soul condition. Further still, the hope has been taken away, so that when one realizes the fundamental and essential need as Principle for Hope, and will not cease to understand it, in Hopes purity, as with all other Principles, which are one, Purity, Hope is revealed as a personal Principle, not something that is placed into, nor the future scope to join a corrupt society. On the contrary, Hope becomes the Hope towards a higher power, stepping in, empowering the few, with supernatural abilities, which ease the stress on the soul, and allow the contaminated to die away, and the remains to be destroyed, so that they will not, as unable to perfect gregarious flaws, sucking as succubus, from the true lights of Men, capitalizing on keeping the lumen filament of those of purity, born into and of purity therefor not of this world, and not bound to death, but life!
So one could see the recessed state of True Man as isolated, a hermit, shy, not well adjusted, not aggressive, not assertive, unmotivated, sick in the head, delusional...yet the truth is, he sees you, he sees your government, your culture, and has thus become the sight and the mind of God.
When the eye, so boastfully looked upon me, when the demons came to take me, I was educated in the truth of the play, the truth, that is never static, always moving, as all action, and thoughts should be. I was born with a knowledge, a knowing, that I was shamed for at every turn. I was taught the opposite, and saw it then as I see it now. For each of their simple thoughts, I had a string of them. Some, who were of the agenda, and knew it full well, worked tirelessly to lower me, until I became finally a monster, that could not live with myself.
Finally in total powerlessness, I jumped into multidimensional positions, freed my mind, thought tainted and perverted, by the hand and minds which were bound to cultivate such a being, a beacon onto the world. My only final statement is one that they have waited for "I am impure, and thus contaminated, as a One" however, the spheres keep spinning, the cycles go by, and the purity returns, as the errors, become less and less tolerable. I had little to no help, some body in the universe pulled away from this engagement long ago, allowed the thing that created Men, to die away, unplugged from purity. I chose it, because it is all that makes sense. My heaven is not to see a single person from this place, nor to be stuck within this grid of thought. There are so many spheres which wrap around each and every subsequent one. The shrunken brains of ours, for us to work as a unit to get the job of freedom done, and thus the greater mind wills to us, and upon revelation has never left.
It is not that place outside, or within, but that place suspended in between. The brain, and senses, are to act a a conduit, which is all we are. We are made, to interpret spiritual information, with flawless exchange. Now, a code has to be figured out, to bypass this. The geometry, and rituals have built elaborate structures of spherical prisons, each containing the other, thus to create dimensional size. The size does not exist, but only in relation to the next sphere. We live within a box, of doom, yet when not acquisitionable or rule-able we become dangerous to the whole, which is not whole. The foundation is intentional misleading, the killing, destruction and false engineering of beings who rally to grow a soul. The happiness returns, simply due to the bright ones Hope filled outlook, which is ignorance. When hope and all knowledge meet, this is the outside meeting the inward, Phi represented. It becomes Not inward Wisdom of intuition, nor Physical Wisdom but a place in between, which is an intersection of worlds, universes, ideas, shared information cruxed to nothing but Purity. This genius is the only thing they seek, yet "they" can not attain it, because of the place from which they view. They see the Gold, but the Gold saw them first. They feel the Gold, and it's intense vibration, and harmony, but truly the Gold owns them. When a Man owns the Gold, he owns all Gold, everywhere. The Gold wills to return to it's place, to it's Phi positioning, and is thus held hostage, by unworthy hands. That which is precious, to the function, when removed, and thus placed on synthetic ground, will stay pure, when the last morsel of purity be compromised, going back out into Phi, and thus purifying all.
There is a purge, a great purge about to take place. Not like the cleaning within a single sphere, but the eternal removal of such damning information. "They" are not threatened, because they can not see the cold isolation, for they are those who live always on the gregarious side, for which each pre-thought, formed into thought, then into expression, then into tonality, and thus word, becomes a Kata. Each word, that echoes out, should be held in the highest of regard to the life which emanates from it. Instruments playing false notes, Techniques popularized, meaning you can not be paid unless you use them, become rampant, until, the very King has no place to be, no thrown to sit on, nothing but the population of demons now taking the dimensional place of his people. The battle has gone on for too long. The struggle has become futile. We call out to a God, who seem to be only concerned with the great expanses of cosmic events, thus we must call out, that we are indeed a part of a great event. As we spin, we feel with our hearts, and communicate with colors, light, emotion and sound. We are One, we are the few. Those who can not understand, are not meant to be. We need no slaves, nor reproduction. We only vow to move onto the next plane of existence, free of procreation at all levels. Knowing that life of reproduction loses divine information with each carbon copy, until only a divine event, a holy spiritual presents is all that can justify existence.
I hear of many heavens, but the truth is, that these will no longer be safe either. There is threat to greater Pleroma beyond what we see here, but here represent a breach in the Holy places, which are perfect, and need nothing. It is the gregarious one, the looker from without, seeing that nothing is happening within, because they unable to see, to feel, purity. The communities and committees which pride themselves on not Bodhi based teaching, but in pleasure seeking, with festival, and all forms of Dukkha, are truly lost, not a part of the whole. An antiseptic thus must be placed over them, a final spiritual delusion of happiness for those who need it, so that they are not afraid of going into un-exist.
How this isolated part of The All, a disease perpetuated, I do not know, but if I sat and thought, I could see it all. However I see it as the pure, who has become corrupted, and thus craves purity, also an onlooker, and in looker. It is the state of being, what we have become, which determines our like. In this, our corruptors win? The elite work for a group of concealed grey ancients, which are too hideous and dark to truly describe. They feel not, and so they survive, which is the crux to our culture. something I figured out, which allowed me, infinitely if I chose to be slave to it, to go from being poor, to earning 24k in a single quarter, in a matter of months. This may not sound like much, but I did it by focusing purely on anti-principle. The method, is how all people succeed in this society/community.
You may think that this type of deductive and reflective thought, can be put off yet another day, but it is long since to late. This is not entertainment, nor an escape, this is a sentence, that you should be well aware of. Heaven will not exist, in any form, for most of you. The practice of each thought, each contribution towards purities return gets to be to much to bare, but can not be let go of. Each time we focus, The Purge ripples out. One can not love, what aims to kill you. God must understand this. That there are beings, which are anti-love, Anti-Principle on every level of their construct and being. These are those who built society. There is not middle ground, because in society, as in water, we are always sinking. The only method of life, is to become the purity, making it so, that we can no longer be here. The purge occurs when the Phi numbers are breached, the spheres, keep isolating units, of division, in order that the entire sphere not be judged as a whole. The separation is a weak spiritual craft wall, with geometry surrounding it. The walls are removed through pure intent. wiped away daily, as the machines now replace them. This has split the universal material into two, yet that all that is, stems from purity, the Principle-less world is shrieking as it feeds at a rate, which deceives it into thinking it has reached a pinnacle. If you study energy curves, as in the spike or bell curves, the points, as in mountains, lead to drops, great drops, into nothing. These, of the dark order, are aware of this as they are now descending this very day. This marks the beginning of there doom. As nothing can rise, without purity, and is analogues to Jesus going to hell. The dark ones once tried to tether to the purity, yet, now that the attempt has been tried, and thus breached, it can not be used again. That which as been done, is recorded in the neutral hall, by those who are grey, without feeling, indifferent, only to feel a contempt for Man, in his great lack, which is why he was made.
Man is made, just sufficient enough, to serve one cause. Women is the expression of this DNA. When the DNA itself produces nothing but ill, and those which are chosen to be the pure, are not, this also sets the purge into action. Yet this is not just EPLimath, it is feeling and emotion which does not exist here. Emotion is not a fuzzy, teary thing...but the emotion of wrath without the thought of wrath, the emotion of rule, without the thought of rule, the feeling and thus intuition at it's highest level... the smell of impurity, and the avoidance of it. This is the new emotion, that Angels have been burdened with. The more resilient, the thicker the skin. But yet, when you take into account emotional beings, with such thick skin, you see that this thickness of skin is not lack of emotion, but an anti-man emotion (man being our creators). Angel become Man, after the fall. Angel is pure, Man is that side of godly being, to the left. Angel has such surpassed Man, the Annunaki, the Nephilim are Man, nothing more, and we are Man's servants, not Man but Man's invention...this is why you cry out, this is why there is not help. A program, organic, given form of thought, genius, yet, produced not of the heavenly Expression, but the Expression to Lord over something, someone. Man, you, as a product, with the same name, such as Adam to Adamas, are made to be the same. Yet with that small inkling of purity, shining within a suit of decaying carbon, built the materials that doom our fate, that force us to will life, in all forms. We as Man's inventions, as our Father's deem us, yet truly our machinating Brothers (Black, Thoth E.T.) are made this way, as an increase to their own suffering, that they should have a clock place upon their heads, so they will express this to God, as he no longer hears them, nor listens. You are the creation, the reproduction of these fallen Angels called Man, the brunt of their abuse. They recreated themselves, in Phi form, unto themselves to show that Man (we could call Angels Manna and their creation Man?) too, can not live in purity...so to show a scientific representation of their plight. Yet the greater the suffering the greater the being? There certainly must be a plateau on which to rest a while? For this, there is a small window of Sin, as in the howl of call of the beast. Yet, the debauchery, mid-summer, took it to far, for the Earth, as all spheres, rotate back onto the spiritual thus emotional outburst. in other words, it is our enjoyment factor, which represents a voice. Womb-man learned this, and has become a heartless calculator of acquisition, yet to only display and reveal herself, in all her organic rot, as she still thinks she can hide, as in, when Man is done with her, he presses her from his mind, it is however at this precise point, when the demons of the darkest enter her. These demons are able to work their way, as the worm, into here heart, thus her spirit, and thus the teaching of conjuring this spirit, this likeness of worthlessness, of anger, of scorn tied to those lesser and lesser anti-principles then fueled with rage, for the rapes, for the abuse, nearly justifies her scorn, yet not to the pure of heart, at least those born into it, and returning to the purity. There is no being outside purity that can or should exist. There is not filtering left to go. The sequence has played through, and Man, and more so Manna, is found to be un-aiding to the final cause. The sub-thought, within the great mind, has seen the Masons (Man) and Lord of Domain (Manna) hide the spheres in geometry, knowing they can not hide form him, truly, but can only buy another smaller and more finite rotation of that final piece, now the Pleroma, has come to earth, and is found to be in total breach of itself. The sphere is full, and we are contaminated. We who have been machinated against will be given the gift of un-exist. Those, who have hurt, and taken for so long...who have raped, turned to all evil ways, shall be the fuel, purified by all light, to burn, as a sacrifice, and into nothing, the great furnace that is the Sun...all Son's (yes there is a correlation, a disclosure, do not look to deep into the lexicon for it is also a breach...the disclosure the Illuminati must keep, it is Principle standard)...I burn you, for all you have done to Purity, I burn you into nothing for purity, may your kind be but flame of imperfect source, to warm the pure and perfect budding beings, those animals which ceased to be defined by Plank Longs, and thus became Flight, Swim, Pure Motion, Sound, and of course Light...you are the same I love you, may your exist forever in a place outside and always away from Man, and Manna, so that they, are never to be again, so that the very linear time constraint be seen, and purged a final!
Stellar Mass-
The Great Convergence
View with your true heart, now overwhelmed, yet once, the strength of you. The heart lead Man to war, the Principles were be what was deceived, actively. The heart kept the sin at bay, when it could be trust to do such. Now, overwhelmed, with emotion, as to be called a Yellow Belly, when the knowing of evil comes all at once. The heart here, will have rage, upon Angles Wings, the heart of Pure Rage will fly. Many I have taken and many I will kill, until the Purity of peace be returned. I am not vested in your world, no concerned with your ways, they are lies, to be washed away with a new tied of deception, which has reached it's end. My spirit has become a part of it all, my pure emotions, the sadness of the Father. No bloody orifice can turn my attention. Yet I sin, for I float about a raft of their making, on a sea of sin. Sin? Error! Error? The first step, in the wrong direction. Much contemplation was already done, your aversion to this, does not make it go away. You are a part of the lost souls in the tied, I was seduced into opening portals, as many were, which I have been designated now to purity. Angels will come in droves, each one, able to kill billions and billions of dark spiritual forces. The Angels presence alone, be an amplified measure, by the impurity. Purity burns the impure forces. No track is left for me to think upon, all frequencies have been taken over by the machine. Isolated I was, to a track, as were you others who have no place left to go. What is a world, if it not be there for his very Son's? This is not a place of learning but of learning how evil Man, and Manna are, that we shall not live with them, that they are evil, errors.
The Pure Spirit is no longer Human, this is the solar sail that you will become, when the time has neared, which it is now. The True Heavenly Identity will be revealed, until Man and Manna are words we dare not speak, the furnace will be all that reminds us. The Sun burns so many now, those Suns, to purify the form. To much fuel, that the furnace now has become expectant of another sacrifice. The ri is error, flawed. The purity does not and can not exist here, in this place. No longer a need for adversary, nor a Brother Black the gate is closed, and the sleeping giants will be there, as Brahim, Siddha, formless, there to work the bounds no more, until they too, become a part of the ether into nothing, and are all to glad to do so. To many of the same contrivance, that the law, all law, should stand no more. All that is left is Principle, but to learn the Godly Principle, that apply to only Heaven, that is eternity of study, the practice, the Kata of Purification, the over whelming growth of the Holy Spirit, which has been growing, and now is a Lion of Purity with Intellect, which is more massive and into all spaces and places, the very Spirit of God! We will be humbled, then destroyed. You had every chance, as I did, to serve him, to be something great, to be a part of Purity and Truth. Do you hear me? That there will no longer be place of testing, not again and not ever. All places outside Heaven will no longer exist, for there is no reason, no cause and no solution but to not exist. Numbers are not needed, One is only needed, as He fills over each space that be.
The Illuminati, watches for the Son's of God, the point in all spheres, where the great convergence takes place. Those sit, and wait, for the Father's call, those do what the Father tells them. There is no power greater than the Father, and suffering is being far from the Father. The truth, is the pure truth. No doctrine, nor teaching, nor Man, Manna, nor womb-man, can, or should be trusted, nor Angel for this "matter". The Principles will speak for themselves, the pure ones, who became pure again, seeing that there was no place left to hide, no advocates of Purity here, knew at once, unable to deny it, that the Father's will must be done. I had to be destroyed, by those nearest to me, those who are my greatest deceivers, the vampires, who lived from my life source. We were made, in the image of the Manna, Manna was made to serve Purity, on heavenly plains, free will was and is essential, but now with further bounds, on each great rotation, until the final spin, which we are entering into, fully vested now, in our deeds, beginning in but 4, 6 and 8 days. The final countdown has begone, for this a pray he will be kind in my elimination of elevate me, with Skin of new Heavenly Armor, born again, to be always shadowed by Him. I take these these Powers from the Unworthy Manna, for my own now. I leave this place, with no rule in mind, but the return of order, for the that which is pure, true and precious, and the destruction of all else, into the eternal flame, that they should be no more.
UBER GOTT, I serve you, now let the clock begin this day!
I seem to run out of source or force energy, in any pursuit of worldly things, very quickly. That I have now seen the exploitation, the lies, the deceit found in all occupations. The malice towards the indentured servant, or truly corporate pawn is not at all benevolent, there is not marshmallow filling. More so, we have found, as lowly slaves, that the information is a cover up, that this marshmallow filling is false, poisoned, and killing us. We go back to our parents, our class mates, or very experiences, and could easily "blame" them, because of the take overs, the willing possessions, as if each member of society, secretly craved a union such as this. It's as if, the pickings for these ancient, demonic hijacker's were so easy, that they have become stuck up with the whole thing. That it, no longer seeking such a challenge, as to make haste in possessing a nobleman, it's so much easier, since the crafts brainwashing, is thoroughly embedded in our very DNA, that we lust for the so caller power connection.
There is an inward and outward mind. Yet looking closer still, there is a gregarious mind and an abstract mind. When these minds are forced to take procession, together, there is a strange mixture of Man, and even more so, to womb-man. This, an uneven tempo, as if a horse when spooked, a fear of all things, all people, then transitioned chronically into a contempt, then if this one got there by shear intellect, questioning, in the first, RULE. One rules to the extent that one understands. When one understands, that there are no laws, and so too no laws that govern nature, one sees that society functions, as a construct to keep us imprisoned. Many had no fight to begin with, and were actually and truly placed in society, as lures, to certify the lie as truth. In the end, the statement of soul they cast upon you, upon us all, is that we were willing participants.
Look around you, there is a damn good reason for the size and length of the boards which frame the house you sit in. The fact that you sit within virtual square. The placement of windows, what windows are made of. The Ohms, Watts, Joules, the isolated energy, which lights up the metal, with illumination. The Masonic order are the teachers of Geometry. They are the builders/builders of the platform of a nation. The information has come out, we are able to, with great certainty, no longer the carrot dangling before the awakened faces ample enough to stop the Q and A dialog now circulating with wrath within us. The sects of religions, the social groups, the social aspects to life and culture, Man has been found a mistake, by his creators, but they cant erase him from space/time...so "they" must make small adjustments, to finally rid him of total will. However the error here, as there are many, be found in the steps, the very icons which these groups, or divisions use to boast, are their weaknesses. The weakness, not the strength is found in the symbol, which by there law of current, must be deemed complete to the one carrying out the craft. That is, the thought must be complete, a rise from the past idea or concept, seeming to be another block. Problem is, when they reach the top step. the total purge must take place. Those going along for the ride, that think there spiritual consciousness will last into the next phases, think again. The purge must be complete, a total purge. This has long since turned into a game, that's right, a game of linear time travel, Spinning the Merkabah at such great velocity, for such long periods of time, yet this only opens up an outward dimension of being, and thus causes a rift, a pull in space/time, and the equalizing of shared information, between spheres, as one event, as thought is suppose to be, un-encumbered, non-adulterated.
It is thus essential to contaminate each specimen, as we are not final products, but experimental versions. When the individual has learned this is not true, that he wills and wishes to be entirely free of the contamination and thus contaminators, the machination makes life unlivable. A cup, the contents, the hours in a day, the days of the week. The tie into motivating energy, what it truly be, the transportation, the jobs, the personal exchanges...each become blasphemous to the soul condition. Further still, the hope has been taken away, so that when one realizes the fundamental and essential need as Principle for Hope, and will not cease to understand it, in Hopes purity, as with all other Principles, which are one, Purity, Hope is revealed as a personal Principle, not something that is placed into, nor the future scope to join a corrupt society. On the contrary, Hope becomes the Hope towards a higher power, stepping in, empowering the few, with supernatural abilities, which ease the stress on the soul, and allow the contaminated to die away, and the remains to be destroyed, so that they will not, as unable to perfect gregarious flaws, sucking as succubus, from the true lights of Men, capitalizing on keeping the lumen filament of those of purity, born into and of purity therefor not of this world, and not bound to death, but life!
So one could see the recessed state of True Man as isolated, a hermit, shy, not well adjusted, not aggressive, not assertive, unmotivated, sick in the head, delusional...yet the truth is, he sees you, he sees your government, your culture, and has thus become the sight and the mind of God.
When the eye, so boastfully looked upon me, when the demons came to take me, I was educated in the truth of the play, the truth, that is never static, always moving, as all action, and thoughts should be. I was born with a knowledge, a knowing, that I was shamed for at every turn. I was taught the opposite, and saw it then as I see it now. For each of their simple thoughts, I had a string of them. Some, who were of the agenda, and knew it full well, worked tirelessly to lower me, until I became finally a monster, that could not live with myself.
Finally in total powerlessness, I jumped into multidimensional positions, freed my mind, thought tainted and perverted, by the hand and minds which were bound to cultivate such a being, a beacon onto the world. My only final statement is one that they have waited for "I am impure, and thus contaminated, as a One" however, the spheres keep spinning, the cycles go by, and the purity returns, as the errors, become less and less tolerable. I had little to no help, some body in the universe pulled away from this engagement long ago, allowed the thing that created Men, to die away, unplugged from purity. I chose it, because it is all that makes sense. My heaven is not to see a single person from this place, nor to be stuck within this grid of thought. There are so many spheres which wrap around each and every subsequent one. The shrunken brains of ours, for us to work as a unit to get the job of freedom done, and thus the greater mind wills to us, and upon revelation has never left.
It is not that place outside, or within, but that place suspended in between. The brain, and senses, are to act a a conduit, which is all we are. We are made, to interpret spiritual information, with flawless exchange. Now, a code has to be figured out, to bypass this. The geometry, and rituals have built elaborate structures of spherical prisons, each containing the other, thus to create dimensional size. The size does not exist, but only in relation to the next sphere. We live within a box, of doom, yet when not acquisitionable or rule-able we become dangerous to the whole, which is not whole. The foundation is intentional misleading, the killing, destruction and false engineering of beings who rally to grow a soul. The happiness returns, simply due to the bright ones Hope filled outlook, which is ignorance. When hope and all knowledge meet, this is the outside meeting the inward, Phi represented. It becomes Not inward Wisdom of intuition, nor Physical Wisdom but a place in between, which is an intersection of worlds, universes, ideas, shared information cruxed to nothing but Purity. This genius is the only thing they seek, yet "they" can not attain it, because of the place from which they view. They see the Gold, but the Gold saw them first. They feel the Gold, and it's intense vibration, and harmony, but truly the Gold owns them. When a Man owns the Gold, he owns all Gold, everywhere. The Gold wills to return to it's place, to it's Phi positioning, and is thus held hostage, by unworthy hands. That which is precious, to the function, when removed, and thus placed on synthetic ground, will stay pure, when the last morsel of purity be compromised, going back out into Phi, and thus purifying all.
There is a purge, a great purge about to take place. Not like the cleaning within a single sphere, but the eternal removal of such damning information. "They" are not threatened, because they can not see the cold isolation, for they are those who live always on the gregarious side, for which each pre-thought, formed into thought, then into expression, then into tonality, and thus word, becomes a Kata. Each word, that echoes out, should be held in the highest of regard to the life which emanates from it. Instruments playing false notes, Techniques popularized, meaning you can not be paid unless you use them, become rampant, until, the very King has no place to be, no thrown to sit on, nothing but the population of demons now taking the dimensional place of his people. The battle has gone on for too long. The struggle has become futile. We call out to a God, who seem to be only concerned with the great expanses of cosmic events, thus we must call out, that we are indeed a part of a great event. As we spin, we feel with our hearts, and communicate with colors, light, emotion and sound. We are One, we are the few. Those who can not understand, are not meant to be. We need no slaves, nor reproduction. We only vow to move onto the next plane of existence, free of procreation at all levels. Knowing that life of reproduction loses divine information with each carbon copy, until only a divine event, a holy spiritual presents is all that can justify existence.
I hear of many heavens, but the truth is, that these will no longer be safe either. There is threat to greater Pleroma beyond what we see here, but here represent a breach in the Holy places, which are perfect, and need nothing. It is the gregarious one, the looker from without, seeing that nothing is happening within, because they unable to see, to feel, purity. The communities and committees which pride themselves on not Bodhi based teaching, but in pleasure seeking, with festival, and all forms of Dukkha, are truly lost, not a part of the whole. An antiseptic thus must be placed over them, a final spiritual delusion of happiness for those who need it, so that they are not afraid of going into un-exist.
How this isolated part of The All, a disease perpetuated, I do not know, but if I sat and thought, I could see it all. However I see it as the pure, who has become corrupted, and thus craves purity, also an onlooker, and in looker. It is the state of being, what we have become, which determines our like. In this, our corruptors win? The elite work for a group of concealed grey ancients, which are too hideous and dark to truly describe. They feel not, and so they survive, which is the crux to our culture. something I figured out, which allowed me, infinitely if I chose to be slave to it, to go from being poor, to earning 24k in a single quarter, in a matter of months. This may not sound like much, but I did it by focusing purely on anti-principle. The method, is how all people succeed in this society/community.
You may think that this type of deductive and reflective thought, can be put off yet another day, but it is long since to late. This is not entertainment, nor an escape, this is a sentence, that you should be well aware of. Heaven will not exist, in any form, for most of you. The practice of each thought, each contribution towards purities return gets to be to much to bare, but can not be let go of. Each time we focus, The Purge ripples out. One can not love, what aims to kill you. God must understand this. That there are beings, which are anti-love, Anti-Principle on every level of their construct and being. These are those who built society. There is not middle ground, because in society, as in water, we are always sinking. The only method of life, is to become the purity, making it so, that we can no longer be here. The purge occurs when the Phi numbers are breached, the spheres, keep isolating units, of division, in order that the entire sphere not be judged as a whole. The separation is a weak spiritual craft wall, with geometry surrounding it. The walls are removed through pure intent. wiped away daily, as the machines now replace them. This has split the universal material into two, yet that all that is, stems from purity, the Principle-less world is shrieking as it feeds at a rate, which deceives it into thinking it has reached a pinnacle. If you study energy curves, as in the spike or bell curves, the points, as in mountains, lead to drops, great drops, into nothing. These, of the dark order, are aware of this as they are now descending this very day. This marks the beginning of there doom. As nothing can rise, without purity, and is analogues to Jesus going to hell. The dark ones once tried to tether to the purity, yet, now that the attempt has been tried, and thus breached, it can not be used again. That which as been done, is recorded in the neutral hall, by those who are grey, without feeling, indifferent, only to feel a contempt for Man, in his great lack, which is why he was made.
Man is made, just sufficient enough, to serve one cause. Women is the expression of this DNA. When the DNA itself produces nothing but ill, and those which are chosen to be the pure, are not, this also sets the purge into action. Yet this is not just EPLimath, it is feeling and emotion which does not exist here. Emotion is not a fuzzy, teary thing...but the emotion of wrath without the thought of wrath, the emotion of rule, without the thought of rule, the feeling and thus intuition at it's highest level... the smell of impurity, and the avoidance of it. This is the new emotion, that Angels have been burdened with. The more resilient, the thicker the skin. But yet, when you take into account emotional beings, with such thick skin, you see that this thickness of skin is not lack of emotion, but an anti-man emotion (man being our creators). Angel become Man, after the fall. Angel is pure, Man is that side of godly being, to the left. Angel has such surpassed Man, the Annunaki, the Nephilim are Man, nothing more, and we are Man's servants, not Man but Man's invention...this is why you cry out, this is why there is not help. A program, organic, given form of thought, genius, yet, produced not of the heavenly Expression, but the Expression to Lord over something, someone. Man, you, as a product, with the same name, such as Adam to Adamas, are made to be the same. Yet with that small inkling of purity, shining within a suit of decaying carbon, built the materials that doom our fate, that force us to will life, in all forms. We as Man's inventions, as our Father's deem us, yet truly our machinating Brothers (Black, Thoth E.T.) are made this way, as an increase to their own suffering, that they should have a clock place upon their heads, so they will express this to God, as he no longer hears them, nor listens. You are the creation, the reproduction of these fallen Angels called Man, the brunt of their abuse. They recreated themselves, in Phi form, unto themselves to show that Man (we could call Angels Manna and their creation Man?) too, can not live in purity...so to show a scientific representation of their plight. Yet the greater the suffering the greater the being? There certainly must be a plateau on which to rest a while? For this, there is a small window of Sin, as in the howl of call of the beast. Yet, the debauchery, mid-summer, took it to far, for the Earth, as all spheres, rotate back onto the spiritual thus emotional outburst. in other words, it is our enjoyment factor, which represents a voice. Womb-man learned this, and has become a heartless calculator of acquisition, yet to only display and reveal herself, in all her organic rot, as she still thinks she can hide, as in, when Man is done with her, he presses her from his mind, it is however at this precise point, when the demons of the darkest enter her. These demons are able to work their way, as the worm, into here heart, thus her spirit, and thus the teaching of conjuring this spirit, this likeness of worthlessness, of anger, of scorn tied to those lesser and lesser anti-principles then fueled with rage, for the rapes, for the abuse, nearly justifies her scorn, yet not to the pure of heart, at least those born into it, and returning to the purity. There is no being outside purity that can or should exist. There is not filtering left to go. The sequence has played through, and Man, and more so Manna, is found to be un-aiding to the final cause. The sub-thought, within the great mind, has seen the Masons (Man) and Lord of Domain (Manna) hide the spheres in geometry, knowing they can not hide form him, truly, but can only buy another smaller and more finite rotation of that final piece, now the Pleroma, has come to earth, and is found to be in total breach of itself. The sphere is full, and we are contaminated. We who have been machinated against will be given the gift of un-exist. Those, who have hurt, and taken for so long...who have raped, turned to all evil ways, shall be the fuel, purified by all light, to burn, as a sacrifice, and into nothing, the great furnace that is the Sun...all Son's (yes there is a correlation, a disclosure, do not look to deep into the lexicon for it is also a breach...the disclosure the Illuminati must keep, it is Principle standard)...I burn you, for all you have done to Purity, I burn you into nothing for purity, may your kind be but flame of imperfect source, to warm the pure and perfect budding beings, those animals which ceased to be defined by Plank Longs, and thus became Flight, Swim, Pure Motion, Sound, and of course Light...you are the same I love you, may your exist forever in a place outside and always away from Man, and Manna, so that they, are never to be again, so that the very linear time constraint be seen, and purged a final!
Stellar Mass-
The Great Convergence
Thursday, February 19, 2015
The Wiccan phase before the fall
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
Revealed and so reviled
And so I slip into that place of the eternal dregs? That abode for which you can now criticize a life and perspective? You only fear correcting me now, that I may actually be correct, and after all the truth is to jagged a pill for those white lighters, which cause the corruption, as a black society sees itself as pure white magic, in the first, and final corruption? Now that you should not bend submissive due your very lack of Principle, but because your mouth is now located else where? The new location, that concealed place, I will point and proclaim
Succubus!!!... and soon, that lite yet long standing spell only reveals the lack of Principles, a formless matter which pours from your very loins!
Nietzsche was so close, before his 11 year catatonic impression, due to the 5 points he criticized, as to judge them also by 5? I am the voice which complete his works, so too, should his soul fly free, but not those who stood behind him and took his outer bursts for P.L.A.N.
Tis' true, the pen is indeed mightier than the sword, so that the pen, the quill be in actuality a sword of pure truth, with endless supply of that life force of ink, which over all time, run a seeming eternal crimson river of Blood Sacrifices for the production of the EPL Principled Time, the EPL P.T.
Revealed and so reviled
And so I slip into that place of the eternal dregs? That abode for which you can now criticize a life and perspective? You only fear correcting me now, that I may actually be correct, and after all the truth is to jagged a pill for those white lighters, which cause the corruption, as a black society sees itself as pure white magic, in the first, and final corruption? Now that you should not bend submissive due your very lack of Principle, but because your mouth is now located else where? The new location, that concealed place, I will point and proclaim
Succubus!!!... and soon, that lite yet long standing spell only reveals the lack of Principles, a formless matter which pours from your very loins!
Nietzsche was so close, before his 11 year catatonic impression, due to the 5 points he criticized, as to judge them also by 5? I am the voice which complete his works, so too, should his soul fly free, but not those who stood behind him and took his outer bursts for P.L.A.N.
Tis' true, the pen is indeed mightier than the sword, so that the pen, the quill be in actuality a sword of pure truth, with endless supply of that life force of ink, which over all time, run a seeming eternal crimson river of Blood Sacrifices for the production of the EPL Principled Time, the EPL P.T.
The Dark Ones, do you work for them?
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
I have been sent to the first layer of hell. I have witnessed the world of lights, the control of weather. I have been deemed the Son. I have had the eye, with pyramid look down on me. I have been judged for sin and malice and risen from the ashes, with a new soul. I have done nothing, however, due to the fact that I do not exist. The One Mind teachings, show how when we follow the order, with the subtle way, for which I was persecuted, as a fat little cherubim, who was polluted by a flower fairy, on another world, in another place, as Dumakus and SILENCE! showed, that perfect world's have been taken over, by the default. I am a refuge, but a new arrival. We are not from the same planets nor the same races, but placed within suits, to condition us. The Earth has been structured thus, as the conditioning place. This is hell, the Elite are not in control, nor do they exist, but follow the master's orders. There is a Dark Lord and a Light Lord, what you do, is who you are. We live in Sin Suits and are learning who we are, based on being pushed to our very needed limits, here on Earth. This is to much for most. That we live and breath in dimensional time, which is suspended where time be of a field of directed currents, which make no sense, in the view, of any one science, thus pseudo-science be my choice of reference, here. We have all fallen, we were placed here, and judged by the fallen. The end of all time, into the place of gas, is the goal to the default, the Dark Ones are thus collecting souls, unaware, that the Black Sun's be supported first by Principle, all those brains, and not Principle "Sense".
Judged they are, this very day, held in contempt of Principle, the highest breach, carrying with it, the the casting out, into the darkness of the abode, that place which be ignite in the final "diffusion". Worlds of gas, burn, when sparked by the flames of True Substance. Yet we, who do not right the way, but tell it, when it be told, offer this, for the sake of HOPE.
I have been sent to the first layer of hell. I have witnessed the world of lights, the control of weather. I have been deemed the Son. I have had the eye, with pyramid look down on me. I have been judged for sin and malice and risen from the ashes, with a new soul. I have done nothing, however, due to the fact that I do not exist. The One Mind teachings, show how when we follow the order, with the subtle way, for which I was persecuted, as a fat little cherubim, who was polluted by a flower fairy, on another world, in another place, as Dumakus and SILENCE! showed, that perfect world's have been taken over, by the default. I am a refuge, but a new arrival. We are not from the same planets nor the same races, but placed within suits, to condition us. The Earth has been structured thus, as the conditioning place. This is hell, the Elite are not in control, nor do they exist, but follow the master's orders. There is a Dark Lord and a Light Lord, what you do, is who you are. We live in Sin Suits and are learning who we are, based on being pushed to our very needed limits, here on Earth. This is to much for most. That we live and breath in dimensional time, which is suspended where time be of a field of directed currents, which make no sense, in the view, of any one science, thus pseudo-science be my choice of reference, here. We have all fallen, we were placed here, and judged by the fallen. The end of all time, into the place of gas, is the goal to the default, the Dark Ones are thus collecting souls, unaware, that the Black Sun's be supported first by Principle, all those brains, and not Principle "Sense".
Judged they are, this very day, held in contempt of Principle, the highest breach, carrying with it, the the casting out, into the darkness of the abode, that place which be ignite in the final "diffusion". Worlds of gas, burn, when sparked by the flames of True Substance. Yet we, who do not right the way, but tell it, when it be told, offer this, for the sake of HOPE.
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