City of the future~

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Stackable mega structures of the future with vacuum seals, and E.M. based elevator transport, with seeming invisible cables. Super mega structures may one day be built around large mountains, that also may fuel the structure with thermic heat from the precise control of volcanic activity. Controlling volume, kelvins, and flow of molten elements. Working along with Shift Light E.M. Gravity/Magnetics and of course frequency to moderate and modulate the powering up of super mega super cities that are self sustaining, maintaining and contained.  SM13~

Morals and Dogma PDF~

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http://www.benpadiah.com/otherstuff/elib/religious/AlbertPike_MoralsAndDogma.pdf

Nietzsche~

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“I know my fate. One day my name will be associated with the memory of something tremendous — a crisis without equal on earth, the most profound collision of conscience, a decision that was conjured up against everything that had been believed, demanded, hallowed so far. I am no man, I am dynamite.”

The Division No More~

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Absent Love, Man is nothing

T.D.N.M.


ABSENT PRINCIPLE WE ARE NOTHING, BECAUSE OUR UNIVERSE IS NOTHING
ABSENT THE CONSCIOUSNESS INFUSED [B.S.I.]

; it must be sustainable, maintainable 

 I too, but a replication, within this Time Machine.

 I was broken, a broken and distraught shell of a Man, until Principle came into my life. I thought at some point, I would become them, the journey goes on.

 I thought the orbs were evil, and was told I was a master of them in so many ways, they became Spheres, the Spheres became SHIFT, and the Shift showed me the way, The Pure Source, that flicker, that is within, and comprises U.S. ALL.

https://books.google.com/books?id=uK9-ljocstkC&pg=PA9&dq=clotho+distaff+picture&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjrz4Wp7_7RAhVCwVQKHRzyAvIQ6AEIHDAA#v=onepage&q=clotho%20distaff%20picture&f=false

 I tried on the Messiah robe, and it actually fit. I had many divine experiences, truly, I turned it down to a realistic hum.

 I tried to be evil, even let sin enter my very being...well tried, but it did not fit me.

I tapped into genius, and found, that once the tricks and mind techniques wore off, I was/am just a bone headed guy with a lot of errors.

 So why am I divine? That is, why is my being so inspirational to all those who know me, as just Barry, or Bo, that regular, but intense (really, honestly) generic dude?

We are all emanations, god's, abstracted, divided.

The Goal will always be, The Division No More (T.D.N.M.)

 Some know me as a success, top of my game. So know me as a homeless guy. My journey became my choice, and my choices were my suffering.

I followed my Dear Son's trail, LOVE, and he taught me from those Facilities. I was denied, stripped of all prowess, all titles, and still humiliated. The process of rejection was necessary, as the Pure Son showed clearly, in parable, in truth.

You may read into, the intonations that exist, that is, my complexity. How can I try on so many colors, so many robes, and still be authentic. Truly, I ask myself.

 I even see, at times, many times, God as irrational. Often, I replace the word God with Principle, and find this to be more reassuring. I know that I am being loved, cradled and watched over, by majestic beings, that transcend all that we know. At times, I see that this super being, that watches over me, can only be me. Then to realize, that error gives off that false illumination of persona or personality.

 Truly then there is but ONE. One divine being, one divine presence. I realize, that my ability to realize this, allows me certain liberties, and gives me sustenance, a certain and most definite faith.

 When the errs of our ways, that is our very DNA, sin a priori is gone, there will be one, only one. Faced with this knowledge, Religion is a tree, an Avalon which grows. I know the Holy Spirit is Purity itself, and that floors me, astounds me. I have made practical solution of the impractical, and if many would recognize, or take the time, they would see this respect I have shown, to those great mentors. Gottlob Frege, merging Philosophy and Math, as  single entity, Life, The Pure and most Beautiful Son. To say I AM, is to say, HE IS. That one personality I am not completely , yet I yield to the inevitable merge, which will take place. Let me be but a trusted Quark, that remains within the Pure Ones very Bosom.

 I was offered the world, by those who did not contain it, nor maintain it, and so I did, and knew at once, it was always mine to begin with, ponder.

Stellar Mass 13,
That 13th Son~

Thank you Antonio and Collin for this, Love, Dad forever into infinity~
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ac·qui·si·tion

ˌakwəˈziSH(ə)n/

noun

1. 1.

   an asset or object bought or obtained, typically by a library or museum.

   synonyms:

   purchase, buy, gain, accession, addition, investment, possession "the boat is a new acquisition"
2. 2.

   the learning or developing of a skill, habit, or quality.

   "the acquisition of management skills"

EPL; Dealing with the Truth IE Acquisition~

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"The 4th/Fourth/forth point, be always Acquisition. Based solely on the honesty of this fact, friend or foe be made manifest, based on reprise."

Yancy, and, The Jacket~

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 The Jacket did not seem at all suspicious, it was in fact quite inviting. I had nothing, and spent many a wet night sleeping under the bridges, those modern trenches of a war lit future. It was black, and had a strange, almost patch look color to the collar. I tried it on, and felt at first, well torn.  From one aspect, I felt simple bliss, at peace, pure even. On the other, well extreme, I felt cooler than beans, cooler than James Dean on Beans ha ha!

 I stepped out into the night, not knowing where I would go. The only place of refuge, coming from that shelter, for which, I could no longer stomach the salty smell and feel of the place, the people. I remembered, as the rain soaked me, and my new jacket, though far less than I would have been, without it, from, this...thing (I would soon learn)... flashed that I had overheard the coffee bar maid recite the locking bathroom combo code, to a paying customer for their bathroom. 

 I ended up sleeping on that hard tile bathroom floor, in that common bathroom, outside that coffee bar, now closed. I rushed out into the night prior, I had to! To much anxiety. I lit a cigarette, that I bummed off, a bum, whilst on cigarette break, back at that shelter. In patience, like that other marshmallow (a test),  I saved that smoke, for a time like this, which would come later on, in the progressive moment, that is time.  Now with a nicotine buzz, and my head partly spinning, from no food, for the past 37 hours, and only a handful of borrowed hard pretzels from the conductor prior, I fell off into a spinning vortex of sleep, despite the cold. I would not have a night, nor dreams, quite like it again, I hope/hoped. 

 I came from a reality, that parallels yours, in some ways. Where your last President may have been John Carlyle or a Barack Obama, ours here is or was a Dewey Melville, inventor, from the line of his Great Grandfather, Nikola Tesla, a former United Republic President himself. Again, as there are many differences, dimensionally speaking, between my Time/Space here, in my now,  and yours. Perhaps an area of similar geographical divide? Maybe your Country, your province be called The New Atlantis, The United States of America, A World Order of the United Republic, or The New Order of Atlantis? Regardless, these are the same, but not. Those once seeming infinite dimensional potentials had reduced now, to but a few. You may say my reality, is now competing with your own.