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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
I looked down at my forearm, strange how I could now realize myself “into things”. All the World is but/just a grand paradox.
The entomology was that great farce, however rivaling the many. So preposterous, as to teach a people false language [that is outside the Pure Source Light]. So assumptive, and self regarding, as into assume oneself as important.
These do not feel-communicate IE First Language. Quite on the contrary, and fashioned in machination, to be so. I say unto YOU I was that Pure and Special Son sent her, to you, at birth unto this wretched and carbonized ‘world in decay’, say in fiancée.
WE LEARNED COMPLETE BULLSHIT, ABOUT EVERYTHING, AND IT WAS DONE TO US WITH GREATER PRE-PLANNING, FAR IN ADVANCE!
These created a machine, housed within the very false light [self realization where this is no self].
My first experiences and memories were divine, and that demon, shrimp of a Man, that ‘Father’, I was stuck with, was an over femininity embarrassment, always creating silently drama, always shifting blame. Like Children the Lost Generation grow old, rebellious against even that, yet not to create the serum, as to contain IT’s [idea of] Control. Well “they” are not, in control, and never will be. Of course these reembodied demon Jews, as they are known [to be], would pose themselves in perfect processionary position, and then go our of their way, as to be sure, manually [ritualistically], you are not in it. For if you were ‘in it’ [contained within it/FREEDOM?] you would be deceased with order.
This is not a grand paradox, not really. This is entirely an illusion. God, when expressed in Man form, would thus be average man, and who he may see the world about [him]. Though he will be fundamentally corrupted, it was fashioned to be that way. As his so called Son hung on a cross, so too would God, the Father manifest, be measure for measure retaliated for even living. This, would violate all Principle, everywhere, showing that God could not truly be corrupted, however he may live, cymatically locked, within the confines of that cell.
And so there I thought, from within the safe cocoon of the garage, as found ample dropping of grass “the smoke able kind”, contained within the crevasses of concrete formed sections.
The cell could be seen by the naked eye. I leaned to not feel. This taught me that i could “not feel”, when needed, and so I aspired to live that way. The way? For it is an Avalon or energy pathway, the Garden of Eden, one and the same.
The World these days, is quite synthetic. Go ahead and look closely, no closer! You will see what I mean. Everything that you can look at, up close and personally, like near microscopic, is but showing the very cell division of harnessed (stolen) source energy. These who call themselves vampires, are nothing but pitiful weaklings, who will justify only their importance, time and again. ~
This, is StellarMass13
The 13th Son
