"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~

SHAH, The Law of 7's~

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 I look at all the symbols, with new eyes, seemingly outside the scope of one who has vested now 3 years into the study, see my research results here.

 These Spheres are for real...the most maddening aspect of my day, is that I have no home to return to, no base, no more self. Like my Song Shadow Man, I indeed am more so a projection, a relfection but yet the emanation of what I am today.

 Jesus Phallus would be pertinent. In it's relation to people respect for him, and the lust that always seemed to have been.

 I realize again, as I walk, the angles. I think upon the pentagram as I cast it in the moments. I curse more than I bless, many oh times, and those who resist me, no the power...it seems to come from me.

 The Son/Sun of God/Gott.

 That down pointing triangle truly a pyramid is Man, not Woman. As the outstretched "Y", goes on, a left and right, end result/end value/end product. These fractal go this way. The up pointing triangle, kept at a 2-dimensional value, separates Man from Woman. She eats her tail, a dial. The pointing pyramid truly triangle is kept within the scope of the down pointing...but remember there is no up nor down, only a flitting right and left...which way doth' it turn...this wheel or rather sphere, within a sphere, outside another sphere...to go on, to meet Phi.

 Look back at my EPLImath. The numbers are there. I decode another riddle, and see where I failed to sold others, like the symbol NIKE, all around us, as Saturn tells use something, a ring, a sweep...or perhaps our sister who is coming soon, will have a ring too?

 Ni...as in the world is near. K-----E, 5 spaces between, but in reverse, as the English language be...these brand ambassadors.

Of course you are suppose to think I am nuts, but it's why I had to change the paradigm, now the intellect excepts the notion. I think a thought, to it's mimetic completion, and see it instantly transform into a supposed original form...on youtube.


This is a grand game. The H, as in "H" street...lets see, on the far corner, as if red, blue, purple and green...of 12th and H is the Housing  commission, what does SHRA means in Hebrew? I find again a rhetoric, that the closest be "shah", meaning 7.


7 is Phi 8, the placing. Pointing back to validation, the law of 7's be one of perpetuation. Think it's not so? Then what is it that you think these Mason's do?


http://www.shra.org/Housing.aspx







 

Eatin' good in the hood~

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 Let me say, I am eatin' good, in the ghetto. There are good people, fine woman, offers to do strange and well just strange things. A girl advanced on me yesterday, three times, and told me point blank to come sit with her, sleep near her...not bad either. A fat weirdo asked me if I wanted to go in his car for a ride...I said no, and he simply said ok and walked away. A drug deal went down right in front of me, I mean they crossed the park, used me as a shield and decided to do a coke deal, right there...then jokingly fisting at me, and saying 'you aint got a problem with this do you?'..."MAN I DIDN'T SEE SHIT!"

 There are hard choices in my mind, as I weigh the so called law, against this functioning city. I see how the good and evil balance, when I pleasure myself, on rare, it always rains, I made it rain today.

 Is this rain a good thing?

 Is life suppose to be, as it is here, now?

Seems a grand mistake, and yet, the sex keeps it all going, all the good things, like food, family and more...yes inspiration for technology stem from this.

 Finally figure out the symbols of those Mason, more in depth anyways. That rhetorical compass, being of that womanly rhetoric, whilst the square can thus make new realms, yet to perpetuate them? That is of a different cause, or, nature.

 I am deep, I deeply think on even items which seem frivolous, at first sight.

 So it rained today. I applied for another job, outside my scope of ease? I tap into resources now quickly and integrate, make friends, and in such a sort time have a new smart phone, medical insurance, a solid fit weight of 205, and have been training off of what I have available to me, in the city.

 I did pull-ups off the scaffolds of the library. I did single leg squats off the bench at city hall. Further I did my single arm push-ups, side bridges with kicks, leg lifts and many other items of interest/exercises at the Park, near by. \

Never a dull moment, no Sir. I slept where most homeless people have abandoned. Most likely on account of the weird dreams I have been having, was I loud? Did I bombard their visual scope?

 Those who mess with me, lose their grip fast. I use my powers, tethered to another source, of which I am never certain...lately, more and more, I think that Satan and God really are one. It makes sense. The sex, the lust, the passion, the balancing of these to the giving, the support, the trust...in short a margin.

 Seems we have all, stretched out this margin quite wide, these days.
























 

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 Something I notice, whilst speaking to other homeless individuals, is that they do not want the cat, to get out of the bag. The street are easy to navigate, all that may ever need, be within arms length, from the courts, to the park, to light rail, to the bus line and on...Sacramento has got you covered.

 There is a warming room, in the Mission, that allow all night seating, in event of rain, there are options. Today I waiting in a line which provided me the following;

One hot cup of authentic Starbucks Coffee, with Service above the paid register operator, to be sure
Over 8 various stations of service, fresh underwear, fresh new socks, new blankets, a new scarf, many types of bars on the go, pastries, waters, a walmart bag ready to go. Any list I may wake up with, the item is offered by 10am that same morning, sometimes quite a bit sooner. Think it, and it comes.

 Some have objection to this. Some are just angry no matter what. There is some violence on the streets, but over all, there is nothing to fight about. God is always there, giving a divine word. If I miss church the night before, there is church again, awaiting me, with pastries, and coffee, the first and yes 1 of 4 lines, of which I waited in, having to turn some items away, having no room, these are new items mind you. 

 I find this to be refreshing, as American's create their own America, a far different America, than the corporation, that the shadow government hordes daily, those items which we should all benefit from.

 As Proudhon did state in many ways, on several occasions, Land is our right, now one can truly own land, thus your Father's, who may have sold your land, or perhaps it was you, this act should be abolished with the abolishing of Masonic Money. It had it's time, and place, taught it's lesson, now let's move on~

Stellar Mass 13 "Into the Lonely Night, because"

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 I may change my mind, later, but I think I will call this piece "Bartering for ignorance" (let's see how it fits?".

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 I lay back last night (less than a week before Thanksgiving). One begins to take on the spirit of homelessness, as a force, fed to "U.S./us".However truth be stranger than fiction. A week ago, I looked up at the Sacramento night sky, and saw one of the strangest things. Could have been lights coming from another layer of cloud cover, only there were no clouds, only a seeming slight haze. I saw a long bent but linear and fixed object (meaning it did not change shape, as light does, as it traveled across the night sky, towards the city, from ESAC. I actually got up from a y claimed corner on North B Street, leaving my pack behind for a moment, just to take a gander (inside joke, tell you later). I saw that same transient, but yet slightly obscure image, remain the same. I was able to validate a certain speed and direction al pattern, but more saw, that it was an item or object. So strange it traveled 3/4 the distance, from my right to left, then, disappeared from view.

 Well today, I woke up, thinking Sundays must suck around here. Now, I am convince, not one day here, in this part of Sac anyhow, dulls in miraculous instant delivery. Admittedly I have not gone full force on the spiritual warfare I have done in a global since, however the slight bit, I seem to be doing, intensifies and already power packed system. Christians, some from the far left, some from the far right, some , somewhere in between, have the strong hold here, there is momentum.

 Today, I woke up from my corner. Blessed I am, many would say cursed, always the most beautiful females flock to me. Some times they say it's my looks (when those are tools bestowed, a health). Some say I am an Angel. Others are attracted to an inner peace, a calm, but this follows me, as a mark, a strike, a great chance, to use a power, Men, like Solomon possessed. Well, mine is greater.

 Many claim to be "of this mind", uncommon, though we speak. I am, that is, I live with this, wherever I may roam.

 A chance, to bless those who otherwise are doomed. To elevate one, means to elevate the mind of Human Female Kind, all around. Once that energy swirls, within the time, an E.M. Event, within this Pleroma, the entire margine shifts.

 So you see why the four divisions, do not want this mind to ascend. Easier ti be, to allow all females, to stew, in their own chosen pleasure. Hook-ups after hook-ups, looking for love, yet to never find principle, the only standard, they leave Church early, in order to appease the beast, a constant angst, a pain. I am endowed with a power that I truly rarely use, and not in it's full spectrum to be sure. It is not a power, to be squandered away, by way of trivial means, sex.

I walked silently, quiet for a "big city", to the park, off 10th&I. What to eat. It's early, 6am to early, but...strange that I am refreshed. I am seriously behind on sleep, but the fresh air, makes it possible, to renew, again. I type with serious noise, in this small lit room, 4 rows, of 4 computers, stuffed into a local. Location is everything, within the sphere. Principality wars, work, in this way. So many strange events, to pull me out of my comfort zone, they really did a job on me (as in Job 1:25, as I pick up the empty rolling paper container this A.M., set atop the PUBLIB bathroom toilet paper fixture "JOB 11/4).

JOB 1:25

1 Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:

2 "Dominion and awe belong to God; he establishes order in the heights of heaven.

3 Can his forces be numbered? Upon whom does his light not rise?

4 How then can a man be righteous before God? How can one born of woman be pure?

5 If even the moon is not bright and the stars are not pure in his eyes,

6 how much less man, who is but a maggot-- a son of man, who is only a worm!"
So, I ate two lunches, and had to hold off, on the third. There is no shortage of food here, to be sure. I see a weird thing taking place. Those who do not live in a trapped want, of acquisition, those who are, well content, seem to be paid off, in this capitalistic craft, a nation, Babalon. Some elevate, some allow a depression to occur. Let go of that moment, for but a moment, and the card house doesn't just fall, those blow at it with all their might, then to lay claim, pointing that finger at you?

I admit, it's to good here. I can eat the best food, free, fresh, all day long, and sleep when and pretty much where ever the hell I like? I this America? I almost can't complain. It's just that, this is not what I had planned for a life, not up to my standards. If I choose to give, at a ever higher scale, who can seriously get in my way, of this "higher quest"?

 So you see, this is why EPL, be all the more essential. I realized, "they can't see you", those God's, who sit upon that Mount, up there, way on high. The Colors are the language, beyond words, and worlds.You see, EPL is a language of the heart. One must feel, to resonate, truly...and one must always, mean what they say. Here, it is more the way it be said, and not so much "what is said".



 This tether transcends the illusion of time and space. Places you in direct communication, with those God's, those Father's and recently those Mothers. Love, Connection, Community? That is what Sacramento, a sacrament unto the Lord doth' mean.



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 I know the ancient art, of filling one, a vessel with pure emotion, energy in motion, a light, a sound, a viabration. The main proof be, they do not have to be aware of me, for the effects to work. I prayed then for prosperity, in 2013, and I was brought to the Money Mind. I have told the story, and do not enjoy it one bit, but it reminds me, this is for real, and for 3 years, carried this reality with me, elevating the world, in constant mediation, at times.

 The way to divinity is the way of the mind, the one mind calls for me. There are many spheres, but truly one, then none. A Nihilistic mention? Oh, did I mention, that the robotic assertion, that sex can be fullfilled, with simply transhumanistic "parts", is a lie. There will need to be a fusion, of this spiritual aparatus, to be sure. This is why brain mapping is an integral aspect of AI, as well as all it's aspects. So I ask you, if it will be done, then it has been done, so what are we?

 Step outside of time, an illusion, see a moment, spin. Elevate this moment, forever the frequency exist. The dial can be turned, at will, up, down, but truly, right and left, a backward notion? To be sure.

 Think outside dimension, into another realm. There you are, you have arrived. Fulfilling not your lust, an assertion, but fulfill your duty thus. Why work so hard to retain a mind, only to lose it. Now you see the pain of the snake eating of it's tail, what captialism truly costs. Mediate upon this notion, spin it

Allow, at first a pre-thought to occur. That sexuality, at full ignition, but not to penetrate towards full thought. Now, disolve it, own it, give it away as offering, see that it, as all energy, is pure, in it's essense, then what have you been? Perhaps a machine which has exchange the Pure Source towards a down grade, to a far lesser effort, a cause, just because you can?

 Be the purifier, take that harder path. Become annointed towards the true struggle, with no deviation. You will see then the sinners tried. For the Pleroma thus be ruled, by that higher mind...SPIN, WITH, INTENT~

EPL
Esoteric Principles of Light
Color, Light, Spin....Motion, as energy in Motion...A sound...The Frequency of Light, A Spiritual Theem IE The Pyramid emerges thus.

Stellar Mass


Today I:
Got a facial, with Purified Water by a beautiful Lady
Today I dined on fresh, hot good food, some handed out, on the streets, near C Street
Today I made friends, and found out where to get more resources.
Today I packed my REI (Free mind you) back pack up with good food, and snacks, enough to last a day or more. Word~








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