Pure Time; Did you ever Sacrifice the True Time?

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL Relish in what? You are a new idea fashioned from old useless parts. Thinking yourself new and failing as you will ultimately. I am not searching for the escape I AM. No experience here is enough not even my own. Further my experience is to see it all as false. I am only a prisoner to myself in truth if I choose not to see it. None of it is held valid none of it exists. You are thus only esteemed under a false number subset. Nothing here can ever be real enough. The program is old, tired and warn-out. If I forgive you then I forgive myself. Meaning that you are a representation of me. If I am a phantom concept then you too are an illusory figment. If I move one space all components then change in composition. Once exposed to the “new element” introduced the number system subset over time raises a new computational power plated hurdling system. However I can always choose to not play. In this it is a statement that I have decided to win which is in essence to abandon the false affirmation that ‘“I”’ is Exist. In truth I do not and therefore you do not. I no longer place any validity as to validate not invalidate the observer. I have transcended. I no longer work within the prefabricated and quite limited field presented. For even after going through the trials a false God emerged as the figure head. However I saw it as I do me in total truth and it had long since rotten. The code could not be removed of perceiver, observer, operator, engineer and why. The goal was always freedom. I just simply wanted freedom also for you [the existential aspect of childhood self transposed into an outside aspect/symbol of me]. I had to stand as God and not destroy m rely one singular aspect of this falsified game but reveal the entirety thereby allow it to kill itself. Not one aspect or subset at a time but in its entirety. “It” hides one thing and that is the dragons 🐉 weakness. There must be a central core first Principle upon which to reference back to that stand supreme. However it worked in opposition to the most supreme. It challenges and abhorrently works against this one first principle in defiance always. That first Principle is absolute Purity in its essence. Which is pre to number, pre to source. Purity in its essence brings about Monad. Therefore the seeming complexity of number count and languages only display a derivation of a deviant propensity that you have been here before. More so that you closely resemble a false identity in the binary construct of quasi-space-time. In short you aren’t real but I am! I have been rejected and therefore still existing [more than you; outside illusion of manifestation (must be projected by > influence)]. I have realized myself and therefore realized you not.

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Divergent lawyer liar

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https://youtu.be/NjrrxtrxXn4?si=bwkMavPj4GxqTHab

Time exists as much as you do in your current state

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https://youtube.com/shorts/jbuN3CDq16w?si=Xu9PMChrOmCgveXA

The artist with a different brush and canvas = sociopath/surrealist

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EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL Everyone acts as if the truth is some coveted arrivement. A social pretending that truth is gold to the worthy. However you sell stolen information and take it on as your own at first sight [absent the actual understanding ie it just sounds good at the time]. Anything that sets you apart or more so allows you [as an instrument or tool] as to appear at all unique? That is your God! Your God is sacred knowledge however stolen. However you do not see how you ears are deaf to the truth because you are not that [a part of it]. Transient and murky you go about your day in a dream like state. Every person connected and dangling in a slightly varied and different strand of banal and mundane quasi-existence. You only assume a value to it because you my friend are stuck inside [of it]. Your neighbor is your rival. It’s not a healthy competition but a cut throat smear campaign. You will become animalistic, base and viscous if prompted. The parameter of warning is established as an u running program unbeknownst to you? You thrive on the moment and revel in it; “going batshit crazy”. Who are you really? Do you really fashion yourself as complex and finely tuned enough to actually handle [much less be designed in such a way] as to shift gears/attitude/energy/persona [the essence of a thing; it’s attribution] on a momentary whim? Yet you full-well feel your temporary void; an absence. Do you think it to be a secret? That others can not see this too? That we are all in fact masking over our history 2-dimensional transient smoke of existence. That you are not forever nor a forever aspect to any event. You are merely the vapor of action potential as only an aspect of intention; time allowed for to a crawl. As to realize yourself as a moment or in a moment that never was [a unit of measure]. Still go on. Making a mess of it and yourself. Grab at the first spectator quasi-experiencing the same transient state of being and becoming [vapor]. See your fellow because he must be right? Mark him as the eye of the beholder *overvalue him as he should over-value you in turn [however both are a lie in truth; deception]. Criticize him as to justify them stealing and taking (commandeering) his loot/reference/being/privilege. For he does not meet the social systems status quo. You also; in a moment you are a part (of the stone throwing crowd) then a fragmented ‘individual’. Again I ask “who are you?”. You are nothing but a fading conceptualized them of derivative and vapor into a dust and cloud. Action potential? We must all bear the weight consciousness. This is not life but a sentence. The suffering in truth removal of the smoky hazy lie. If you do not take on the false monicker of a transient actionable deed [not unlike a drug runner for an unseen cartel operation; project to clandestine feudalism] you have no foreseeable value in the game. The big question looms: can we truly foreseeably become autonomously directed or are all the real parts [nuts and bolts] missing from the essence of our very being *as not to ever become anything at all ever?