Friday, December 11, 2015
Coast To Coast AM - December 8, 2015 Volcanoes & Earthquakes, Soul Grow...
EPL-INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
Gravity, of the situation~
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
Not until a specific subject matter, subjective at it may be, as in not validated as objective, to late, becomes personal, do we make effort, as to gain in gravity.
Not until a specific subject matter, subjective at it may be, as in not validated as objective, to late, becomes personal, do we make effort, as to gain in gravity.
Victory before Cause? What has this World finally been reduced to?
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
We are, otherwise, convinced, and so too must convince ourselves, that we are in a constant state of diminishment?
I think not, says the ego, and a struggle ensues.
We are not our Mother's Child! We are not our Father's burden, so too says that illusion of progress, on which we so cling, until the dream is over, again, and we are back to an irrefutable state, of self loathing.
Now and forever, we will be marred, scared by this system of ideal, until finally at least we yield, we are finally on program, life begins to get easier, struggle is done. We have been affected, and thus infected, by the synthetic notion.
Where to go, what to do?
We then either turn to science, if we are indeed of a higher intelligence. We turn to religion if we are those who are tugged by the heart, or lead by others, to our own detriment. Either way, we lose out on entire sphere of thought, for these seem to oppose one another.
The answer seems to be that of the fabled 27 club, or so it seems, to a select few. Are we not, after all, to grow old, in graces? Run very fast, and far, I say to the Son within me, that adult voice speaking to the child who was already abducted by a lower cause, the U.S.A.
We, are to feel free, amidst attack from all angles. There is no one on your side, you will see. Watch the beauty fade, and personal finances slip away, then you will know, once and for all, what that Man sees who finally gets it.
Since it is, embarrassingly within social climate, that Name, that Donald...then we can only say, that this Man does not get it, not in the least.
This era is entirely out of the loop, and any President will be leading a tyranny towards it's doom thus why not Trump? Or better yet, Pull the TRUMP CARD? As all be irony, and then, it all cycles back again, the only refute from madness?~
trump1
trəmp/
noun
- (in bridge, whist, and similar card games) a playing card of the suit chosen to rank above the others, which can win a trick where a card of a different suit has been led.
- a valuable resource that may be used, especially as a surprise, in order to gain an advantage.noun: trump card"in this month General Haig decided to play his trump card: the tank"
I think not, says the ego, and a struggle ensues.
We are not our Mother's Child! We are not our Father's burden, so too says that illusion of progress, on which we so cling, until the dream is over, again, and we are back to an irrefutable state, of self loathing.
Now and forever, we will be marred, scared by this system of ideal, until finally at least we yield, we are finally on program, life begins to get easier, struggle is done. We have been affected, and thus infected, by the synthetic notion.
Where to go, what to do?
We then either turn to science, if we are indeed of a higher intelligence. We turn to religion if we are those who are tugged by the heart, or lead by others, to our own detriment. Either way, we lose out on entire sphere of thought, for these seem to oppose one another.
The answer seems to be that of the fabled 27 club, or so it seems, to a select few. Are we not, after all, to grow old, in graces? Run very fast, and far, I say to the Son within me, that adult voice speaking to the child who was already abducted by a lower cause, the U.S.A.
We, are to feel free, amidst attack from all angles. There is no one on your side, you will see. Watch the beauty fade, and personal finances slip away, then you will know, once and for all, what that Man sees who finally gets it.
Since it is, embarrassingly within social climate, that Name, that Donald...then we can only say, that this Man does not get it, not in the least.
This era is entirely out of the loop, and any President will be leading a tyranny towards it's doom thus why not Trump? Or better yet, Pull the TRUMP CARD? As all be irony, and then, it all cycles back again, the only refute from madness?~
The Pure, The True...so what's next?
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
Like many of you, if not all, I once had great ambition. I saw always, since but a babe, the enormous negative Hugh, which overshadowed my life. A Father, bent on pure selfish ego driven ego, who did not teach me one lesson, not one bit of vital life information, he was instead, my greatest competitor, yes even as a little child.
This isn't about that though, however, each and every image and line he has painted, know that it was a cruel and inhumane exhaust, on which I was fueled...he needed to be excepted, whilst rejecting his very Son, as it turns out, The Era's Son of God.
We earn it. As we realized, more and more, then total, into completion, that all thoughts, all actions, all doings, comings and goings, are recorded from the inside out, from the outside in. These, create projections, and it very much, then, depends on how close to any true crux, from whence you first be stemmed (as in Phi fractals).
Donald Trump is the wrong candidate, hell by now you know all of them are. However your vote never counted. The vote goes into a ballad box, that is most likely just a shredder, then hurled out into space?
My conviction on Trump, be that any candidate that does not know Purity, and does not have Purity as first Principle, that first thing in mind, will not be benefiting the greater good, but benefiting the true control center, which is, in it's essence working against Purity, by ways of degree.
They all partially believe they are doing the right thing, in degree. Until finally one realized, whilst looking down at the feet 'hey, all my steps have led me here?'
and there you are-
For me, I had finally realized the craft in everything. I was working and moving fast, as I still do today. However finally centered, and in realization that the Masonic order was God, on earth anyways. Taking this to heart, I studied the Hindu faith, and much to my surprise, I indeed found myself to be a favored Son, a god to be sure, in the awakening process.
When I did, worship in my make shift Hindu Shrine, that spinning vortex, a swastica? I realized how simple this all was. Down loading martial arts, maintaining the Adonis ratio, many Women pursuing me. I was already a star, and with no ones actual help, just the way I wanted it.
They say, the Devil works harder?
I saw, the things that willed to emerged from within me. Realizing the entire Universe, resides within the complete Man, I also then knew, why I was so pursued by such forces. The Jade Face, Major and Minor Events of actual Craft Rituals, they were on to me.
I controlled both Gravity, and bent space time, and much of what is going on today, is directly influenced by me.
It's funny to think, that what got me into this poverty in the first place, was my being far to sentimental, far to caring of other peoples equality. When I realized that the weak, not the meek mind you, were being propelled, to status, due to their controllability factor, I also then realized why I was being blocked night and day, from my Son's. The only place I could go, was to a spiritual realm, where I found all true times, things, and events, first took place, prior to being manifest into carbon form.
This is but a record player producing machine, etching crude and indistinct markers, to be read later, by some shift of color, light and spin patterns, this world that is.
I see the truth, and that is why they shut me down. I was on the fast track, to fame and success, finally, and had the weight of the world, always on my back. I lie there, and think of how strange this existence be, that I must be some trapped General, from some far off perhaps extinct civilization who was banished here, as a means to further control my immense natural power.
I have been asked point blank what I am, but can not yet answer. I can tell you that the end here is drawing ever nearer, to the day, when I will no longer be trapped here. However what is good? What is Evil? Is there really a God? I can not and will not be able to say. Most live in a center point of delirium, that is, thinking that faith has many versions...yet it is all blind, when purity is not at the very heart, of intention.
I can say, that every sand castle I have ever made, has been destroyed. All that I have or will ever build has been thwarted. I have watched all my good deeds, all my immense contributions, toppled over by those so much weaker, so much dumber....yet now, I am the one at a loss, for my brain does not think so well, and my body also does not react properly. I have become an outward expression of, a cliche to the mediocre songs that are left over.
A failure? How could this be, when my very mind can stop and start wars, heal people, condemn them? It seems strange, that such a powerful person, would thus be, by way of contrast, cost any corporeal display of Heroism
Like many of you, if not all, I once had great ambition. I saw always, since but a babe, the enormous negative Hugh, which overshadowed my life. A Father, bent on pure selfish ego driven ego, who did not teach me one lesson, not one bit of vital life information, he was instead, my greatest competitor, yes even as a little child.
This isn't about that though, however, each and every image and line he has painted, know that it was a cruel and inhumane exhaust, on which I was fueled...he needed to be excepted, whilst rejecting his very Son, as it turns out, The Era's Son of God.
We earn it. As we realized, more and more, then total, into completion, that all thoughts, all actions, all doings, comings and goings, are recorded from the inside out, from the outside in. These, create projections, and it very much, then, depends on how close to any true crux, from whence you first be stemmed (as in Phi fractals).
Donald Trump is the wrong candidate, hell by now you know all of them are. However your vote never counted. The vote goes into a ballad box, that is most likely just a shredder, then hurled out into space?
My conviction on Trump, be that any candidate that does not know Purity, and does not have Purity as first Principle, that first thing in mind, will not be benefiting the greater good, but benefiting the true control center, which is, in it's essence working against Purity, by ways of degree.
They all partially believe they are doing the right thing, in degree. Until finally one realized, whilst looking down at the feet 'hey, all my steps have led me here?'
and there you are-
For me, I had finally realized the craft in everything. I was working and moving fast, as I still do today. However finally centered, and in realization that the Masonic order was God, on earth anyways. Taking this to heart, I studied the Hindu faith, and much to my surprise, I indeed found myself to be a favored Son, a god to be sure, in the awakening process.
When I did, worship in my make shift Hindu Shrine, that spinning vortex, a swastica? I realized how simple this all was. Down loading martial arts, maintaining the Adonis ratio, many Women pursuing me. I was already a star, and with no ones actual help, just the way I wanted it.
They say, the Devil works harder?
I saw, the things that willed to emerged from within me. Realizing the entire Universe, resides within the complete Man, I also then knew, why I was so pursued by such forces. The Jade Face, Major and Minor Events of actual Craft Rituals, they were on to me.
I controlled both Gravity, and bent space time, and much of what is going on today, is directly influenced by me.
It's funny to think, that what got me into this poverty in the first place, was my being far to sentimental, far to caring of other peoples equality. When I realized that the weak, not the meek mind you, were being propelled, to status, due to their controllability factor, I also then realized why I was being blocked night and day, from my Son's. The only place I could go, was to a spiritual realm, where I found all true times, things, and events, first took place, prior to being manifest into carbon form.
This is but a record player producing machine, etching crude and indistinct markers, to be read later, by some shift of color, light and spin patterns, this world that is.
I see the truth, and that is why they shut me down. I was on the fast track, to fame and success, finally, and had the weight of the world, always on my back. I lie there, and think of how strange this existence be, that I must be some trapped General, from some far off perhaps extinct civilization who was banished here, as a means to further control my immense natural power.
I have been asked point blank what I am, but can not yet answer. I can tell you that the end here is drawing ever nearer, to the day, when I will no longer be trapped here. However what is good? What is Evil? Is there really a God? I can not and will not be able to say. Most live in a center point of delirium, that is, thinking that faith has many versions...yet it is all blind, when purity is not at the very heart, of intention.
I can say, that every sand castle I have ever made, has been destroyed. All that I have or will ever build has been thwarted. I have watched all my good deeds, all my immense contributions, toppled over by those so much weaker, so much dumber....yet now, I am the one at a loss, for my brain does not think so well, and my body also does not react properly. I have become an outward expression of, a cliche to the mediocre songs that are left over.
A failure? How could this be, when my very mind can stop and start wars, heal people, condemn them? It seems strange, that such a powerful person, would thus be, by way of contrast, cost any corporeal display of Heroism
Thursday, December 10, 2015
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
https://www.google.com/search?q=integer&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8
An integer (from the Latin integer meaning "whole") [note 1] is a number that can be written without a fractional component. For example, 21, 4, 0, and −2048 are integers, while 9.75, 5½, and √2 are not.
https://www.google.com/search?q=integer&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8
An integer (from the Latin integer meaning "whole") [note 1] is a number that can be written without a fractional component. For example, 21, 4, 0, and −2048 are integers, while 9.75, 5½, and √2 are not.
How we become The Integer, The One~
EPL-
INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
I feel sick, scattered, not at all the Man I could be, or was. I am diminishing, as a carbon form, and becoming as a fully developed Spiritual Force. No longer in need of these parameters, the confines, of Man, of Woman, a Temple, of doom, in rot, with partiality.~
I feel sick, scattered, not at all the Man I could be, or was. I am diminishing, as a carbon form, and becoming as a fully developed Spiritual Force. No longer in need of these parameters, the confines, of Man, of Woman, a Temple, of doom, in rot, with partiality.~
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