The raising starring light as bars of crystal liquid, memory vertical redeeming time by moving spirals.
The Kingdom of Shadows
King Fredi had again lost one of his armies in the assault on the greenlands to the North. His wife, Margareth, advised against another try, but was ignored. Men and their obsession with winning and their way of doing things, got it right a lot of times and at the same time if they only listened to their wives or even a lady advisor, some of the most gruesome mass genocide in history might have been completely prevented while surpassing the objectives by a longshot.
Margareth hated that about being a woman in this medieval time period, that woman were considered stupid and weak. Even at that time she knew there was something seriously wrong with men. Some are good, but some of the ones that aspire power and control seem to crumble quickly as a character and turn into an obsessed member of the “there is always more more” .
Margareth and Fredi had a Son(trinity bible) son(jesus bible) He was called Max. Bright as can be, in his early 20’s. Access to every horse, door and cellar in the kingdom. He knew expansion wasn’t always an option and that other people left unchecked become monsters that fade you in your sleep, that is what his father told him. The people that joined the kingdom of Frederick, got a simple life. They get land what they need to maintain and produce from depending on the function of it they have their job. And in the more dense settlements people connect by trade.
Trading is the common denominator of our species. We trade that’s how we establish relationships and make the entire machine run. Max had left with a lot of carts and a carriage with horses to bring a peace offering to the greens. Silk and carpets and wine and honey in trade of cured greenland shark(not because they liked it) and some other foreign goods.
The offering worked, greenlanders simply said to the complaints about the meat that it is good and that they just need to try harder.
The war ended and the trade created a dependency of each other for worth and development, of knowledge and most of all of cooperation.
Emma
Emma, an old woman living in a caretakers home, is looking over at the clock. Ever ticking. A reassuring sound where she feels the time is moving. Life sometimes feels like moving from a no to a yes. And the only thing in between is faith, to trust that it will be alright and that you will be united with your loved ones. Not on the other side, but exactly where you are.
The Trip
After the sun started falling the trip up the mountain to the greybeards concluded. None had settled for diner yet so it could be had together. The company consisted of a band of noble man and the hirelings that came for deals and opportunities.
The greybeards had a long standing reputation for producing mead. Much money could be made if they could get their recipe.
Dan, the first negotiator of the noble party, started conversation:’I hear, you live a religious life? How is that treating you?’
A greybeard answered:’It is quite a normal existence except for our rituals, sir’
‘Does it help you at all, believing in something?’ Dan Asked?
‘we all believe and yes it helps structuring that’ A now more intrigued greybeard answered.
‘It’s hard to know if it is true’ Dan replied
‘it is not about knowing, but about a direction. An action of the mind and spirit to stand open to the source’ the greybeard replied
‘but you could be deceived!’ Dan uttered
‘Ask yourself if you cannot be deceived if you distrust the source of deception’
The Crow Lost in Time
This crow flew beyond time and space, to the end of time, where it landed on a tree. The only tree around, to rest and scout about. A squirrel jumped on a branch on a safe distance in front of him and checked out her new visitor.
‘Sup’, said the crow.
The squirrel hesitated for a couple of seconds and responded: ‘whatcha doing?’.
The crow said:’ Just resting my wings here my friend, no need to be fearful’. ‘So, what are you doing here?’. The crow asked back.
The squirrel quickly replied: ‘I make sure the right acorns take root, this is not a normal tree but a spirit tree’.
‘Ah’ said the crow, ‘that makes more sense..what does it do?’
The squirrel said: ‘it seeds worlds’. The crow blinked and stared a bit at the squirrel who was moving his head around like he was trying to get all angles. The crow was exactly the same in this regard.
The crow decided to check some things: ‘what are minds like us made from?’
The squirrel replied: ‘Of water and wind, the subconscious/your body and your conscious is like the wind in the sky; the subconscious for processing and the conscious for real-time interaction’.
The crow waited, the squirrel sounded truthful.
The crow continued his conversation: ‘what about the unconscious?’
The squirrel answered without delay: ‘manifested reality’.
Slowly the crow started to feel his body again in the real world. ‘Thank you’ he said. ‘I will return now’.
The squirrel nodded and skirted of into one of the branches and the crow flew back to his partner.
13
From the beginning of time the process of master student had continued. Until one day the oldest of the Masters gave up. I cannot teach you anymore, because I have thought you to become Masters like you call me. But I am not and that I have had to see in the regular folk who thought me humility again and so I extinguish my flame for eternity and fail both as a student and a teacher, the only thing left is some dignity that lights the sky as a spark from a fire before it is gone.
End of the line
The year is 2068 Kirk walks into one of the congress rooms that has been cleared up for a presentation about the solution to humanities power demand.
An engine that could be hotter than anything else and once ignited produced power aplenty for 50 billion people. The transport was through energizing the atmosphere which would be wirelessly extracted anywhere.
One of Kirks old professors had taken the stand. He looked calmer than normal. He had a simple sweater with a couple of holes in it. It was unusual for him as he knew him as a proud teacher. He started speaking:
With sadness in my heart I must say that I cannot believe we have come to this. A centralized single powersource that we as the population grows will come to depend on. Out of laziness? Convenience? Is it science? Is it science that after a period of time when it breaks down somehow we will have the greatest crisis on our hands that we can imagine? A fate worse than hell? Or should I only be interested in the progress that can be made? What is wrong with small local solutions for power where it is needed? Isn’t that just fun? Engaging and educational? Small wind turbines, hills made to facilitate momentum carts or gyroing centrifuges in rivers. Isn’t that the only proper, responsible solution anyone should be looking at? Bitcoin can be powered by your own coal power plants for all i care. But where is the sense, the actual feel. The empathy with ourselves looking at minds that come up with this… Gentlemen, my bourbon is waiting for me at home. Have a splendid day!
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lingerering shadow crystalz
A guard passed. The facility for light morphing armor completed in record time. The suit enabled soldiers to visually project any stored visual data.
A young scribe, named Lance, ran down the hallway almost crushing himself on the guard. Luckily held back by the strong hand of the guard.
The visor morphs open, it is his older sister, May. She graduated and finished training. Some of the training-principles behind the morph guard is the focus on quick consecutive actions that combine both speed, unpredictability and effectiveness. No action is action. Rest Action Rest not Action Rest Action. And obviously preferring indirect combat.
‘Sup kiddo’
‘Hey, May. Goining to the border?’
‘For me there are no borders’ may replied.
‘What about the other side?’ Lance asked suprised.
‘A nation is its people’ May said.
‘But people have stuff, and history.’
‘That may be true, but unity comes from the heart and only a little from history’ May calmly replied.
It’s no wonder, May had been training for 2 years straight since she turned 18. Almost a different species now. Lance loved her to death though. And the kind of missions were apparently very minimal in risk.
‘Catch ya soon on this side sis, whatever happens’ Lance smiled.
*CLICK*
The visor closed and the only thing Lance sees is a purple hue that was shimmering in the light wading through the large pointed arch windows of the monastery. A faint hint of lavendel Lance picked up.
She didn’t even say bye, but then a warm flash of memory came over him and a kiss from his sister he felt and a little knock to his head concluded for Lance that morph guard wasn’t a sufficient term for these units.
6 months had passed.. May arrived in a created artificial paradise at the main garden, her gloves had come off and she ran through to the main chambers towards the reptilian overlord Ani where he kept control over the commanders that ran the projection centers.
‘May, what a surprise’ Ani said when he saw her walk steadily towards the guards that were guarding their king.
‘Is it true that you have used the crystal weapon’ May asked
‘It is true, I won’t deny you I know how that goes’ Ani grinned
‘You know you are not really a king right? Or do I have to remind you that we have saved you and allowed you to recuperate until your parents returned’
‘We do what we need and we succeed because you are not smart enough’ Ani replied squinting
‘Are you trying to say you are helping us, ah it doesn’t matter anyway’
‘What are you trying to convey, May?’
‘Your older brother saved me, I don’t know when they arrived’
‘Lies! They can’t be close for at least a quarkonic cycle’ Ani’s pupils pinned
‘He said that it is really us that are the mind-mechanics and that they have decided to end their experiment’
A reptilian stepped out of a pillar and handed a small device that on touch transferred something to Ani.
‘That means I am dead’
Before Ani could flee May quickly said: ‘relax, I asked him if you could stay and he agreed and he would inform my brother’
‘I see, the information is clear. I understand’ Ani felt a jolt of pain slowly crawl through his his body
‘What is going on May, what did you do to me?’
‘Ehr.. that crystal? Not a crystal. Not your kind of crystal. It is a liquid lock that limits your ability to project yourself and to hide your biofome’
May was missing an arm. She had used her last energy, but she knew she only had to wait until her brother would rush to her aid and pick her up, so she slowly sat down and lit a cigarette looking at Ani.
The lock was not just a limiter but also contained the memories war victims of hundreds of millions of souls.
The soft glow of the moon soothed the skin of May. What a great day she uttered and she let her eyes drift across the sky. What a night huh, An?
Ani’s mind went blank.. sound went quiet and he could see shade appear out of the mist that surrounded a beautiful towering palace. Millions had gathered.
A man stepped forward and said to Ani:’tonight, you are our king and we will serve you and show you how right that can be’
Het Donkere Leger
Een paardenhoofd scheurde langs de schouder van een van de aanvoerders van het leger van de Donkerte. Een stelletje optaters die alleen maar in het bos geleefd hadden. Dronkenschap werd al snel hun grootste vriend. Donkerte was dan ook niet meer dan een roes geworden.
Martial wist wel wat hij moest doen, maar hij likte nog even aan zijn zwaard. Niet dat hij hem raakte, want deze was perfect geslepen door de Lego Afdeling van de ruimtevaartcentrum. Dat was ook de enige manier om de openheid te bereiken. Alleen had je niet genoeg veelzijdigheid in expertise.
Plastic is in deze realiteit goedkoper dan lucht. Want alles is en was van lego. Alleen de grote Ego kon alles weer in steen veranderen wat vonkelde in het hemelvuur,.
Deze werd helaas verslagen door zijn eigen kracht en die te beminnen. En was even vergeten dat het ook bemand en bewoont moet worden gelijktijdig.
Je begint niet met schrijven maar je begint met dingen beleven, begrijpen ho maar.
FingerPluckingGood
Birds are not what you think, obviously. If you look at their fucking lives, man. Fuck you, you stupid chicks. You can eat later. I got myself as well, see tomorrow maybe.
Price
The corridor was getting emptied out from old candle stands. The soot had left black marks on the walls. Some of the finer swindles off the dayle prayers and people walking away had left their mark. Brandon has been tasked to remove them with a brazz scrubber.
Out of one of the shadows a shim seems to escape into a abandoned room. The shadow appeared to stalk one of the older members of the group.
Once Brandon gave chase he was left in an empty room. The walls seem to give of a light that he could not define the source of.
He looked right and left and center. A mirror covered with a black curtain like stained cloth gave away a spark where it was not covered.
Brandon, not knowing, caught it in his eye.
When he went to his room this night to conclude his daily activities, he caught and he found himself in a starlight like dream where a growing smell of smoke filled his experience.
A flash of a intense light put him into a realm unknown. He felt a warm presence, but could not see anyone.
Out of nothing a voice formed in his mind telling him: to meet his overseer.
The memory of the end was unclear of his experience, but he woke up sweating. He got up slowly but before he could touch the wading morning sun he collapsed bleeding out of his nose.
A stream of blood sipling into the sewers.
The good King Ani
The reptilian god Ani had finally gotten to diner. A nicely prepared lugana. Not everything was finished, but zim had always an appetite so the problem was easily fixed. Baldi, his older brother, was the ruler of some of the captured planets and had only taken the donut from the dessert table. The ship worked on the heating of spores of some of their fungus plant life.
Tall, the husband walked in on Ani and sat down beside her. We have to send backup to one of our failing planets and I think Baldi is the better choice. He is good with crybabies. Zim picked up on the conversation of his parents: ‘better keep an eye on this bozo of a brother of mine’
As soon as Baldi left Zim gave chase.
The planet doomed up from a mist of broken satellites and spaceships. Zim decided to stay behind looking for radio or other communication equipment, but these nutters didn’t grasp any form of proper engineering.
Some time passed and Zim was still configuring the communication and data to work somehow. For fun he liked to pick up on random communication attempts of any kind.
Baldi had chosen the savior-complex as a strategy to bind and reorganize the butheads/.
He devised a plan to create a pretence of a race of bird people. To give control of the masses to the couple of bored leaders.
After 4 times getting wiped this time had to stick.
Many generation went by, even though Zim had anhilitated every single of these putry tries of his so called ‘good’ brother, more variations popped up until Rome.
Rome was different. There was a slight chance that Zim could succeed into leading the people into something for themselves. Which would attack the problem from multiple sides.
Zim saw one workaholic that was even worse than him. So tempered his juice addiction and started reading the landscape.
There were many mountains suitable to try to insert some real knowledge so one day Zim did. Some blubbering fool was easily convinced that he was god as his ‘good’ brother had implanted in the minds and hearts of the people.
Some people still had records of what happened before. They were too afraid to act on it though.
A massive collapse happened again, because of the focus on the savior. The savior-complex was born then and there.
ani
rECKtilliAns(cleanupcrew)
Tubar was coaching one of his new units to retrieve broken kids. He left a trail of red moon charts that shattered into rozez of velvet black silk after activating his jackPack. A quantum wing device that could be taking you anywehreanytime.
PLAY-time
You can’t put the wind in a box, but you can capture it in a scarf for a moment in time.
You can put the sun in a box but it will look like a disc.
When you find yourself looking out you can only sheer the horizon into a sphere, maybe it is just more emphatically empowering to think that way…
De Dark Horse
The Dark horse had Shoes made of a kind of black steel Thate most black Smiths had lost the knowhow of.
Riding the horse required specialised warriors that were resistant tot the heavy bolts and accelleration the horse boasted after heavy training and specialization to ignore any form of pain or injury and keep on going.
Any type of emotion and moral is stripped from them, until there is only action left out of the shadows without any form of moral or resistence to any type of order. Blindy trusting the order that was given tot hem no matter the gravity or kind of deed that needs doing. Some say their eyes only look like a black sheet of carbonpaper….
Packed with a special blue glass-like armor that fell in the desert, it could make arrows stop before they hit the horse or driver.
Only the show of the armorred dark horse was enough to make armies shoot into defensive strategies and retreat as a main goal.
The rider was as dark as the came and the form of the rider and horse could turn very differently almost dragonlike in appearance.
Only artificacts infused with light of goodness could make the rider disintegrate if they were stupid enough to dismount.
And another more powerfull spell such as the golden eagles that were summoned with the strongest white magic known to only a single wizard that had the support of the entire race compendium behind it.
But out of self-respect, people aka man and man-like and man alike, faced them without fear or faith in themselves and in extension their god.
The black velvet dragon king-dome paradiso
In this particular paradise the night is like a black velvet blanket that covers all memories. Walking at night means everything you did is forgotten as you go. Only you remain creating yourself from memory. For some a blessing in disguise, for others a fate worse than death as the faithless only wander aimelessly not knowing their living sleeping body from their wandering spirit. Unfortuately then the dragon drinks your soul and you wake up as somebody else every single day.
The crossroads
Johnny is a jolly guy who stays true to himself. He is not afraid to make a mistake, because in his heart, he knows he is good. That is why he is always lucky. Fate smiles on him, changing the dice in his favor as he is good to have around. Jack is an arch-demon and as you know demons are just cannon fodder. But this jack is a changer and likes to hide in minds as the idea of special knowledge. He always loses as there is no special knowledge and thus it is just a matter of time before he gets fished out when he tries someone like Johnny as he simply goes by heart and locks jack that way into a one way track into oblivion;
The mighty ones
Dad who were the mighty ones of old? Dear child, we only call em that because of their tall stature when they speak; they talk mountains of stories. And of the many of them, meaning the many in size of number of their kin, and their buildings and cities are grand and boastful. Don’t watch the pyramids on television. We don’t need those structures and neither did they. They use the sun for the moon for time and I told them we use the moon for time and sun for seasons, no no. They will and would and do not listen. But it is not for you, everything yet.
What drove them crazy is my flesh is flesher than your flesh a superiority complex of beliefs of immortality and becoming a god, denying God.
They will be later found with their spoils but neither earth nor heaven will want them. It is not the wealth but how it got there that is its value.
Careful of dreaming of paradise as you are not ready and will end in black tar and great torment of dreams you cannot bear as the limits of your imagination are shared with the limits of the world that are there for a reason so that the mosaic of the world will fall in order, in line, consequently so that it will hold.
The truth the light the way
the being in the song
drink from the knowledge in time even if it means going up in a ball of fire,
learn and don’t gorge knowledge like a pig.
And it will feel like water and the song of the world is what heals it as the knowledge passed down by not just prophets as in that we are the same and in every moment we come in knowledge and not before as it is not about freedom or free will but about knowledge.
Offset by those moments of silent prayer, meditation or regurgitation of some kind to always ward against the flying gods
I hold God above you my son, you better!
His son was chasing a grasshopper and calling it a fly. ‘Go off and tomorrow again’.
Onlbuddha is Buddha
last of the Prophets is Muhammad
Better hope Vishnu returns you
Sheeva doesn’t trample you
And Marduk doesn’t come again with his fishnets with the 4 winds or some shit, I don’t know .
The grey bearded man that lives in the sky doesn’t zap you away. Or the horror story baby in the sky that is the son of god that dies for you everyday.
Still you can have faith.
Good and bad knowledge. Don’t pick a river when it is offered to you, but know that you have to drink yourself apart and distinct from anyone and everything else.
You need the problem to solve the problem.
And the whole thing, that everyone breaks necks over is who died on the cross. Jesus the Messenger of God(and many titles) or Son of God…wait wait wait..
The point being? Who is on trial here?
Holy scriptures: knowledge? ->Quran. The Quran says no, death and no jesus on cross, but the Messenger for israel (Jacobs Nation)and Holy in Quran. He was resurrected and born of a virgin. So yeah even in the Quran, it is a soul(jesus of the man, his soul) only Allay takes and returns it in the cave and so did he die?
I would say so, yes for a time. Before then being returned and later raised unto himself.
Because the book of John is named in Quran I believe that Jesus was crucified on the cross and that at his death blood and water came out of his body cursing the land and that God took his soul until they took him down to a cave as it says in the bible and he was resurrected. The holy war is not between all this or all that, but between groups that have been following without listening and therefore need to be corrected, by the Quran and Why do we not dare to reflect upon each other. As long as we don’t mix them freely like I do now and say it is Allay because that is the Quran such is scripture, you do not touch it.
Books and gospel the account of the Prophets and knowledge of what is good and bad. Both Quran and Book(oldtestament)
Jesus-?
Gospel of John the Prophet of the Jews and preboding the coming of Jesus the Messiah king of the Nation->Nation is Jabob the family and house of Jacob father of all jews and you could say that the covenanted people is mainly what the messianic prophecies are for Abraham had another son besides Jacob which means there are covenanted people of another Nation as well with a claim to the Holy Land because that is what it is about through lineage, but actually by Will of God shown through a virgin birth which is in the Holy Scriptures both of them. As so for other prophets and so for that it is important to notice the significance of the Abrahamic traditions and its important status as a core of Monotheistic Faith moving forward.
You have to know christians that the Quran has the most beautiful treatment Jesus gets from God. Clears him from the terrible transgressions so he is Restored not resurrected. it is not a zombie game,.
And because the messenger and messiah and prophet jesus is seen as Son of God the example to follow they produce the sons of god. But it is ofcourse children of isreal,
*maybe Adam was a stray, would it matter to God, God knows.
*You gotta give paul a break you know. Maybe he just pinned the christian faith as an official new faith of the roman empire you stupid rapist,now go down like he did
*choosing the lesser evil in steps is the amount of steps it takes to heaven
pantheism
you could also say that pantheism is a way to get some aspect of God as created beings, spirits that you can learn from knowing that it is a created being meaning from God not of him, but properly placed in its creation. With care/love/ presion in his mercy with a beginning and an end.
KundalinePeanutbutterBrain
Kundaline was a fine serpent(bright one) that could change color and rises like a cobra that is hypnotised by motion, but also curl it back down to not end in fireworks’ or indeed a fried peanut in your head.
all those tears for your forefathers that you could not honor with your achievements in this lifetime, sabotaging yourself to surpassed them without losing track of the humanity and guilt that is on us all through the heart. How can you ever repay them, diamonds are not in heaven.
Now to your deaths and I don’t mean to commit something stupid but it means we are all together on that journey the journey is death and it is to be understood and then also enjoyed, emused from time to time.
And I go dream of an India like a paradise and a hand that is down and open, just an offer and honestly tells you: don’t take it which is better.
Because we would take whatever as soon as we hear the word…becoming ‘God’ as in that our self, but why is that wrong? Because you don’t listen to the advice of the offer or their plead and only listen to what your desire so you cannot judge it’s quality which is the perception that you get from communing with the Lord listening, meaning being quiet, still so you can feel intention so you get perception and recognise it is just a hello
For further study look up micheal heisser on general terms for God and how we get them also that it is not necessarily a male nor female not a combination of both, neither. Unknown but God lets himself be known. LORD is meant to understand something about dominion, he is of All.
The word of God often roughly translated as jesus is in my eyes not conceptually possible to put and far beyond our understanding and is often more to be understood with the book Quran before creation(then don’t believe me) What happened is God an Arab? The song and structure and movement is like our spiritual temples that resonate the beautiful gifts that were bestowed on us. We are all sinners in the eyes of God, but apparently some are more guilty than others always and always, more more.
the family structure becomes a sort of god structure(copied from the Holy Text) that is what i learned from heisser which is as I have said very much different the relationship to God then between child to parent or visa versa, see it as a simple child is lowest as he does not know. Useless until 22. And God is highest, meaning you can see further than just a set definition.
When do you know a dream of vision that is strongly impressed as heaven or paradise from reality? it is not home, dummy so it can never be paradise.
don’t Honor your forefathers more than God/Allah, you should not care that I say that.
His 4th sun from his 8th wife came in and gave some trouble, leave the boy.
You Fear the LORD God you hear me as it is the key to the kingdom of heaven, now take it and ride like you are in the stars.
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Daybreak
The day came, none were awake.
When the sun returns is never because it is cyclical, is it’s movement eternal
The moon doesn’t reveal its secrets, simply reveals. Same for the sun but shows
Thorny one
God asked the Thorny one(nature) what did satan do. He used the clay of our forefathers to make man us anew.(they put up a stone statue with the ashes from their dead)
And, God asked, did he put things right? Nature: I cannot find its thread coil that you layered in time, nor for the Anys that are now doing the same. Absorbing their Godhood with the people they’d slain.
Then I stand corrected, let him return. Good job. But your father I will send down, because he is not yet done with me.
‘having the clarity to look into the stars into heaven you were to observe their fault’
‘have you reconsidered whilst dou bow down to them’
I will stay in waiting until the day of your return Lord
and so there were many satans that will now meet their end but no Satan to lead them, where hast thou gone they call out to him.
Heavens to Heavens and Earth to Earth and the fire is the knowledge that is both good and bad, but that you cannot learn without guidance and love.
The bible is such that it is easy to read. The quran you cannot read. And that is why you submit to? ! the truth
Why do you fear the Satan when you should fear her sting(nature) or was it Satan that was the son of god
tupac dead, like the asfalt flat
a Star, I believe
Or I don’t know what to believe about that one.
And another son behind the blue light with waterqrystals, don’t mess with the India religion, also no practice. ‘They don’t like that, it is improper’-> ‘why don’t you get it, when it clearly spells a snake’ ‘Have you but peanuts in your Brains!’
We are both wrongdoers or have been, we try to do better and we ask for forgiveness from our Lord and so we break it half even though it is not even, but it is still best for both.
You can not fight yihad holy war because before it, it should have been won,. The war is the end and that is for others much more learned than me. Why? because if it is really Holy there are in the world those who care, better than nothing not great.
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any structure with iron will attract water over time
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You say no i don’t follow your structure, I love to read quotes from Muhammad and let them pass without them strike you me or both. Yes Islam is a world religion but so are many others. Remember they lost their key asset so it was hard and they had to rely on guidance to be patient for Mohammed, who defeated the two empires with the Might of the Lord our God.Sometimes war is essential for the short pain instead of endless suffering, like surgery. So stop complaining en watch your clay puppets.
We go from the father concept to and return to Allay and we ask for Forgiveness like on the back of a camel over the dunes of the desert.
Many people in the world don’t have a life you know and they weave and work, lovingly. I hold such a person higher than myself.
know the first world war to understand the second oa:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbp0nU0WR1w
Ben ik je aan het brainwashen? Prof. Jiang Xueqin
*When you look at ancient text and micheal heisser is i think really good in terms of understanding really the hebrew behind all the magic, which it isn’t it is by God by Spirit by Being and I personally still believe somewhat the personalityhood thing so in heissers work the imager as jesus but also all the other people. people where not stupid then but the context is so important of time and age and circumstances also when reading the Bible and even the Quran.
The worst are dreams where you can’t find the voices even though you hear and them clearly as good in front of your vision, but it is a difference in mode of thinking or the words you use that you either own or still attribute to old conventions and the word in english is always God which is like a gate right? You don’t go there. It is not evil but that you cannot escape creating the murderous tendencies of your mind which is okay we work that out in fantasy and games and so you need vasting, simplicity less thinking and detittering of the screen time so trees and nature help with your vision in the plasticy sea of forms
The imigar of man to God is as the imaging of God to man
You don’t smell~ in dreams because the fragrant or due of paradise that is the vision of vishnu is the smell that is leaving her nostrils
I accept the trinity but you will see me as just another, you will see me and still be content,._ Some say it can only be conceptually understood and that is so for english. A trading language and we miss a little the chore kind of way of speech that church do. It is Marya as in Jesus of Mary, mary. But relax you can also have this choros like constant trumpets or you can use words in such a way to convey a vision something you see but actually feel and becomes perception, like it takes you like a dove or its strikes down like a starring vertical light, raising you. Not Baphomet but bah, Allah another calf of Gold but this one has horns and tits
gedrag voor een blueprint religion. Gedrag met mate en verstand constante eigentijd – publieke(was media)- werktijd.
All people hate a cliffhanger, just jump off you woman jump into the fire not the river I told you’
What is matter? All kinds of nonsense just come to a ball of wax
The future you hold high is the stone that will crush you, you can also use crushed pepper
character is what holds you, sharing important traits with kaballah only the explanation of the seed, design of righteous goods examples for gods or imagers of God as heisser would call it or messengers.
The family is the holder of the knowledge and the people.
Dominion is through keys kings and laws and their bitches
Heisser if you listen like some 6 hour talk or so, he sometimes just slipping and just whatevering section just butchering the bible, what a son of God. May Allah protect me and him as He is Allmighty.
Throw me into the fire with heisser god we were bad man. A firefly starting syncing(mating) with its flock
i ask forgiveness Allah Most Mercyful
the scripture by the pasture and his church I don’t care what he preaches that is not your domain and our shared responsibility .
Bring the Iron nails when those try to dishonour their faith through their Book, books are not for hitting on the head!
You can also just not do it and choose the lesser bad, just respect their faith
yaya de dragon comes out, they will all destroy us, bla bla bla. Not now, other priorities. now go boom boom boom
and they defeated vishnu, I said what a joly one and they played for a while vishnu felt much alone.
celt norht -christian middle, afric the entire south with smaller kingdoms and variation of most(i think the original egypt with a people that either pumped water through or something and maybe for generating magnetics for crop yield south china, ancient kingdom that I know nothing about also not the Mongols to the north and of course the islands and koreas. A white adam produces a black but white does not give you the genunumerious of the afric maybe the soil is different? The strongest root.
Old to new from right to left on a normal map in history
Shall I wipe them Lord, their tears I mean so that the may soothe more fully
why first y-x cut later
Of one flesh is beautiful as long as you know that is for the essence of now is cultured state
death is the journey the soft in the sand, we fall softly but are rising.
For some they go with fire or ground are sound the less. Go with time.
why don’t you share and compare the sources and build a library the only thing that should be united.
why don’t you share what you are gonna do with the technologies you discover we are not all that big.
Omg, I am moving automatic while having free will and being alive. What a revelation, compile the rest.
Quran is a unique revelation to ?Muhammed. Hey don’t look at me, if he was a shadow that buried you all, i love him the same
But from what I can gather, he was a knowledgeable(more in the kind of practical still good life) good man with constancy and a side he concealed well from his family.
The world religion can only be that if people can really think, which has proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that they cannot. So leave it as is.
Christianity in the Netherlands was here and we have some stories of different symbolyc just fun ways to present things that than are folklore that are mixed with Holy teachings by our hard working churches outside of churche
So you leave silent a lecture to consume it even.
Yeah yeah, you know too, but you come up to me now and I was just enjoying time
lesser is not more, your mother neither
connection with events through waterlines
Focus is the tower of Babel and languages in that is just cool, that you can make a story that constantly goes wrong so everyone wants to appoint one as either guilty or not, beforehand, before things take place. Not even knowing one fact or having been able to anticipate the set of events taking place. you run automatic in thoughts and I love that about yet again Micheal Heisser(With much joy still i’m sure in some peace).
When the body all fell to the floor there was no more dominion only lost and a holy ghost and so on.
Ah kid innocently playing with by a pool until children looked younger and younger although not of age they actually were (~evolution) volition of the egg of a woman.
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We filled our gut and wings with fire not water and not learning to acquire that which is permissible, which Adam should have known because he was specifically thought as the first prophet of a King to come or whatever.
Het laatste gedeelte is een heel vaag gerommel van goden en over goden die elkaar vermoorden en daarom wordt ook wel gezegd dat van sommige culturen hun goden systeem de oorzaak was maar dat is meestal niet waar omdat ideologie overtuiging ongenadig was. Ze ging dus dood voor hun geloof ongeacht daarom bleven zweven als levens veters waarbij ze verweven achter blijven totdat ze mana vinden van de hemel en dat is gewoontelijk opgebruikt.
Je dankt qua eten God, niet een andere bron. Ook niet langs een versterker en ook niet met een laag stroom erlangs. Je bouwt kennis op door ervaring en liefde, Af en toe nog een gangetje en dan kan het wel.
Sun of God an second and then! The Holy spirit that dwells on their footprints that came from the cradle or Ark of the Convenant(circumstance as symbolic and very real sign of the pact with god and terms and teachings) . And or and the alter for the day of the LORD made a pact(very strict conditional deal) as the chosen people of Israel to be Restored when the messiah returns for Israel and the chosen people and he will co-rule eternal when he is not watching television(in a good and just way)
Natural law does exist as a honor more than anything in practicality. In the end it is about the faith in us all together as a healthy soul family which is based on real life experience of loving relationships.
The Waterfalling People
The four winds, the essences of the earth the root mothers creating the Adam and the aht. And the ants as the builders. As the all father stood tall towering over them showering them with gifts. Moving into the seasons to rest and returning with grace, and patience creating the Morning soullah. The second stage of the evolutionary process to create the SoulJah, giver of Souls and taker of them. And together in nature the are represented and blushing slightly in the grand Tree of Sky the Earth combined as it’s roots reach all the earth. Let them gather the waters and fill the lands with fruits and medicine. The leo agron guardian had made a turn and was sent by the egyptian pharaoh to curse the land and is people. Not again this, and god made a tunnel of ice, not soft like the moon and He sheared of all of its limbs and feathers until it became sleek and beautiful shining one and still a danger to be kept and better left alone.
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