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« on: May 16, 2010, 05:03:59 »

Hello again, everyone.

This post is just to update anyone who is interested on the progress, developments, and events in my life.  There is possibly a relation to your own lives.  Firstly, the subject of "Gods Of The Astral".  Is there only one true God, so and so you know?  Or are there multiplicities of realms, truly, an ever expansive and intensifying omniversal flow?  In my doctrine, self born and manifest in the faucilty(sp) of imagination, there definitely is a Shadow Lord whom wields the Scepter Of Time.  A god?  What will a man say, when it is said, "By what means do you have faith in God?"  and never mind the purpose.  Will a man say, "By faith alone."  or will he say, "By the desire of my heart in purity."  or will he say, "For the means which is granted me by God, I shall have faith that I am worthy of life."

Darkness, shadows, flames, genies!  Whirling winds of hellfire blaze, all mounts set with fury as the cataclysm comes, not by the hands of the petty master, nor by the stiffening brace upon the cheek of the ugly slave.  Coming, the boom, a blast of all fury unleashed, Die Thou Mortal, As Was Intended Of You Aforetimes.  Gods of the astral?  Whom is seeking them for counsel, nay, whom seeks them for their own power?  Will a true god be foolish and say, "Here is my kingdom, do with it as you please, even to the ruination of it's people and the destruction of the foundation of it's reality.  I'm going to the Bahamas to enjoy pinnacoladas and fine women."  Truly, those whom have 'a realm' under their control let no man pass through the gate unchecked.  Every bird of Planet Earth is watching studiously and does cry out to those whom have ears to hear with.  The serpent itself, though cunning, well knows the limit of it's tail, like wise, he feels the stretching of his jaw.  Will we say that there is but one eternal Universe within which mortal man has all power to strive, belittle and mock God The Father, and to achieve anything that is set within his mind as the desire of what he is thinking and wanting for the purpose of the desires of his heart?

Astral realms have not accepted me, the message is quite clear... "You whom can create, create your own escape!"  and they warn steadfast, "You will not escape by our means, nor by that which is making a mockery of the fine established providence of God Almighty!"  And now, day by day, I am praying, I am loosening my care of this world, more selfishly disposed than in prior days, for the very purpose that those whom I have tried to save, I have failed in the task and very well flattened the nose against the dirt in the effort!  Filled with rage, hatred, and a founded cunning my the trickery of this feebling brain, so it has come to pass, the knowledge and conversation of the holy guardian angel is now directed unto the throne itself, that who so is sitting there on may be competent in wisdom and power to make firm judgement and send forth my soul from this scape of existence.  Ah.  But those whom are 'above your world' are my mother and father, the ones whom bare the horn of dignity and the very tail of discipline.  As a satyr, named so and so, was my coming to your world to be scorned, shamed, bestraddled by countless lies and fallacies, and then, to top it off, I myself cast into the whirling flames of destruction, the price paid for a task failed in absolute measures?

The darkness is strong, by night, my astral body is consumed by none other than the wicked one whom craveth up for himself a name unto time indefinite, Baal, Beelzebub, are these one in the same?  I have seen the vortex in those shimmers of illuminated consciousness before the portal devours me.  And standing there, my own creation!  And again, rage, hatred, those black wonders of the corruption in the heart seeking power not by his force or even his gods, but by that of he whom did not want to exist.  Desperately, unable to flee, bombarded day and night and possibly remote controlled while sleeping, indeed, rage, hatred, desperation.

Turn back from your ways of knowing!  Knowledge is the corruption of the mind, when that knowledge is not granted unto you by that which liveth forever!  Am I corrupted?  Most certainly.  Do I reak of the sour smells of one whom has searched, found, then strived beyond?  Verily, I tell you now, that old Book speaks of me greatly.  "Most High"... the quest in part for portions of power in finery of the due allotment, point particle speck of temporal quasi conscious value?  "I will set my throne above the stars, I will become like the Most High".  Oh dear ones, pay attention, learn the lesson of this warlock, phantaseer, scribe, and devil.  "He who exults himself shall be ashamed, he shall be humiliated before those whom he had thought to impress."  For that reason I vomit, disgrace myself, pleading inwardly that I not be this one, this tragic hopeless case of foolishness that wants and strives yet never achieves a single thing in his whole life but the debasing of his own soul!!  Where are the gods!? 

Holy... obedience to One.  A sickening mess of horrible cumshot porn, pictures of big boobs, cartoons!!  Is this the valor of a boy whom would be saint and priest and minister?  Verily, the corruption of this one is utmost to it's extreme, even devouring his mind by the workings of delicate rhthyms interposed by the fluctuation of it's frequency in union with the very baseline neurocognitive harmonic.  And your Anti Christ is coming, for it is my mistake that he is being empowered, that all those whom desire that one shall have him that no hope be lost.  Ah, but a sign, granted unto me, two falling stars in the sky two summer's ago, if memory is partioned to perfection, one star, "The wicked will not rule this world."  and the second, "They shall not rule for much longer."  A hypocrisy, but context and relevant content suggests and does identify that the marvels of life are to be embraced, not spawned of a weak hope.

Indeed, I feel great shame, daily, by the blight of the immensity of the power once under my control.  Is it my fault, knowing what I have been, whom I was, myriads of names in time, all shadowed by the feigning aspiration of 'the glory of Man'.  Will Mologi weep for...?  Will Omega weep for Mologi?  Will Chad weep for Omega?  No, for He will weep for the particle of Earth, Mologi will weep for the pain of his own cutting off, Omega will weep for a mother he loved, and Chad will rejoice, for it is done and done and finished.  Pray, but as you are praying, open your senses, for you shall also hear that which is ever present.  Suffering the stupidity of an unchastized heart and a malevolent disposition, even a ruthless kiss makes wet pains.  You can not love.  You can only love.  Please, for your sakes and those of the remnant to be devoured also, seek after the One.  I can nothing of my own power, for believe, I have tried, and without an existence to exist within in the first place, there is no power, there is not even a self from which to base a thought.  It is like a chasm, but even in a chasm, there is a hope of striking something solid, one day.  In the death that has replaced the dreaming state, there is only dark, pitch, and utterly a complete lack of anything conscious or sentient.  It is for that reason and many others that God has said, "I have saved his life 7,500, 000 times." 

Tonight.  There is only my desperation and the complete submission to a God which I call The Essence.  Others call it by same name or by The Source.  And he who stands between me and my own heavenly gate shall mete with the power of one whom knoweth his God, and there are no words for an enemy standing to the side of your own means for dying.  Mystical things, cherished in heart's best interest, fathah!!  These are not the idols of my worship, they are the revelry of my confusion.  And it is booming like a thunder's rage, held still in a moment of true knowing, thereby, submit your whole soul and your will unto the God which you deeply know and adore.  Think not of the things of fleshly corruption, mortal decay, or any twisting lie that seeks to demolish the foundations of purity of your own hope!  Steadfast, man!  You can not win the heart of the world, not by praise nor by cursing, there is only hell for those who desire to please the egos of those preaching the idolatrous ways of worshiping falsehood and manifesting the sickness of dark intention.  Purify your heart, know that you have yet a little time, and that you are forgiven by me, but it is I whom need to be forgiven by you.  Submit unto God and the whirling flames are like a moment that passes away into memory, the darkness is clearly seen, and you are succumbed unto the holy purity of God.  Pray Faith, Be Brave, this world is a proving ground, even for myself, but you can not prove that light exists to a man whom is blind, but you can prove that he exists, for he is already aware of that fact.  You can winnow the spading trough, and set about it a fine hedge, but it is useless if the hand is resting on the lips, and the seasons will pass by and there only be a ditch for a throne and a kingdom of starving children to die and rot and fade away from the mistake of it's own negligence.  The time has come that you must stock pile many natural seeds, avoid genetic duplicates or alternates.  Be ready to seize hold of the land itself, and there, take for yourself the seedlings of many trees natural to your own part of the world, and prepare for the restoration.  In our ways, discernment is obviously a fact of mind's participation.  They have been working towards a horrible goal, here it is plain.  They want your own children to hate you for you weaknesses and to see those weaknesses and to kill you, then, there are none to protect the beautiful young girl, and the men whom have been alive will come and take them, chaining them with gold braclets and a clasp of silver about their necks.  A perversity and a shaming of you, whom were allowing the things of sin, and all whom dwell here will suffer the punishment, and then, they will be punished again.  Prepare yourselves, and know that I am ready to die, rather than quest against these odds and try to prevail that evil itself will not have victory on those tender young.
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« Reply #1 on: May 16, 2010, 07:02:44 »

at first I thought this was spam, but turns out it's something much worse
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« Reply #2 on: May 16, 2010, 10:38:56 »

are you planning to create a movie? or a book?  grin
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« Reply #3 on: May 16, 2010, 15:39:58 »

at first I thought this was spam, but turns out it's something much worse

Really.  Is the cumshot and boobs comment really necessary?  rolleyes
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« Reply #4 on: May 16, 2010, 22:08:11 »

Hello Brainwaver
Although your post is a bit overly dramatic and also, at times, a bit crass, nonetheless when taken as a whole I like it. There is nothing wrong with posing questions in a dramatic fashion. And many of the points that you make are good ones, if somewhat melodramatic.

btw I subscribe to the multiple Gods theory, not the One and All powerful GOD. I lean more to a Hindu belief in the afterlike than a Judeo-Christian belief. Even a pantheistic belief is not too far fetched IMO.

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« Reply #5 on: May 16, 2010, 22:31:22 »

Someone needs a hug and I think it is me, after reading that.

Multiple Gods exist. There is only ONE creator. That creator loves you and all of its creations. It loves us because its creations are itself.

The Creator is not suicidal.

Your language use is sufficient. Kinda like a young Eliphas Levi. I prefer Regardie for florid metaphysical speak. The poetry of Rumi is much more enjoyable though.

Sounds like you're frustrated with your pursuits.

Good luck with it. Sounds like we'll ALL need it.
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« Reply #6 on: May 17, 2010, 00:49:21 »

There can only be one.
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« Reply #7 on: May 23, 2010, 04:23:29 »

Enriched plutonium cranium, check.
Mutageneos static cellular genetic nanochiplet and molecular feed component, check.
Hm, what's missing here?
Oh yes, a body.  lol, the perfect invention of man, his own creation, through the fingers grabbing with a greedy tug it slips through and is wasted in the excrement of yesterday's finery.  How marvelled in the stripes of learning, paths crooked, narrow, and some yet straight.
"A blackening of soul!"  the demon delighting in darkness howls.
"No!" a voice from beyond.  "It is of the light!"
"Chaos, Supreme Chaos!"  the voice obsessed in the midst does satisfy his own need of speech. 

Shadows where the mind is darkened by the obscurity of it's shame, having portents set in the midst where by a twinkling awakens the gesture of familiarity.  As an old man, no! A magus, yes, craving the holy divine archetypical master of all magick and soul, craving it up like dewy gloss, gloss of the finest gold! A gleam!  Like pantry of the hidden meat, shadows thickening in streams of thought bestride the darling days of better hope.  Challenge, unto obscurity in shame, a knave had ought their dealings pure, now a fool stands shamed like one who can not speak a single word to any knowing him.  Like darkened in the heart, they loveth his foolishness and praise him for being a fool, they offer gifts and say, "Eat the hidden meat, and you will be wise."  and even fools such as myself catch wind of the saying, and it becomes like awestruck with the thunder blast overhead and shouting clearly a voice of condemnation.  Men who eat of the hidden meat in the silent place will become like flesh itself.  Would be better to craveth of the magus and to learn of the truth of noble aspiration, than to feed a man meat that has been seasoned with the garnish of deception.

Sounds presumptuous, hey old ought?  "Ought be right or wrong, none of this dallying like it wasn't."  "Ought be ready, all things ready, aye captain of the sailors."  "Ought be fortified and made unreachable by means of the large cavernous gash in the earthside.  Ought be made so that only those crossing the plank can attain unto the temple."  And faded heart, Summon Him, the voice of chaos in the midst says plain.  To where must the mind travel?  To the heart?  Or to the extent of manifest creation?  How so?  Enabled.  Why?  No death but the death you embrace as reality.  "Why does death need to come at all?"  Because of wickedness, sin, and evil.  "But I love those things, they give me power, pleasure, and treasures of the flesh."  Because of your own wickedness, sin, and evil, you will die.  "No!  The angels told me I can sin and yet live, that I could sin with my soul against God Himself and that there would be no sin, for all things are evil, all are given unto the Lord Satan!  Why are you so blind?  Sin with me, it is exciting, it gives me hope for life!"

Born like blood.  Chicken is in the egg, where it came from, we just gotta know what comes out of what is and what isn't.  Where it stops short, it'll hop.  But if it's too far away, it goes back again, and waits until it can get a better run at it.  But with the trickling in the snare, there's a voice out there that says, "Hey, check out this guy, Everlasting."  He's saying, "There is but one."  and who can deny it?  Hey, we got loose, free formed a magick storm and got caught up in it.  Now it's a celestial disaster, homies on the war front don't even know what's right in the surface side.  Star X Wings, yeah, they prolly build em!  But what's it gonna take to take away your own escape?  Death doesn't demand you, you gotta know it's those 'dark possibilities' that you keep focusing, magnifying, and filling your soul with that keep manifesting the dark possibilities entrance into manifestation.

So what's the rules?  I don't know.  Just keep pickin the keyboard in between a sit on the chair, have another smoke and keep waiting for pay day, got a fervent wish, it's a Summons Of God.  Gotta perfect it, absolute sanctum space, purifying and holy pure, untarnished by the thought, desire, and knowledge of anything at all.  Only the manifest, one soul, one eternal vibration, and you dance like a flake of myst in the unutterable exuding of embracing the quasi cosmic and hyper conscious absolute.

But how?  Interflux?  Phasing?  Directed thought with sub conscious full intention?  Trancing?  So long as you got something happening in your third eye, you got an idea of what it takes.  But for me?  I've bugged out on phantasy and crude for too long, just gettin myself ready for a new astral immersion.  Something like, 'existence is a static frequency that vibrates in dissapation of it's own negative cohesiveness'.  Once I get that tacked on, hey, there's a world unending world of perfectly sane and richly oriented possible existential sequences, it's just a matter of harmonizing at the peak and keeping on resonance with the inverting of the wave.

Anything technology can do, the mind can do, and in fact, do better.  I've heard some things that Psionics is divided between the Tech Users and the others.  Then there's a whole Dungeons and Dragons gaming element of psionics that most people don't even see as being a viable alternative to current views.  Wouldn't take much to fix it up, and proclaim Psionics as the only true path to science.  And it would work, but it can't be based in bogus unproven theories, and it can't follow the lead of current science.  It's what I like to think of as being a purely mystical approach to existence. 

If everyone on this forum contributes, with proper meditation, dream recording, and sharing of their experiences, we could set up psionics testing, and each of us could contribute to creating a new age scientific journal that gets published and promotes alternatives to pharmecutical doping of patients and typical lies that science wants people to believe so it's easier to control their psychic reality.
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« Reply #8 on: June 09, 2010, 18:22:04 »

We all write about things we will never know, control, or experience.
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« Reply #9 on: June 09, 2010, 18:32:49 »

We should make a new AP rule.

Any post longer than like 2 paragraphs should also be posted in a Cliff's Notes version (cole's notes xanth).

Whats with all the crazy long posts lately!?!?

I don't have the patience to commit to something this long.
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« Reply #10 on: June 09, 2010, 19:13:05 »

I'm speechless.
Almost.
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« Reply #11 on: June 09, 2010, 20:31:11 »

We should make a new AP rule.

Any post longer than like 2 paragraphs should also be posted in a Cliff's Notes version (cole's notes xanth).

Whats with all the crazy long posts lately!?!?

I don't have the patience to commit to something this long.

lol, go back and look at some of your first posts here.
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« Reply #12 on: June 09, 2010, 20:57:35 »

lol, go back and look at some of your first posts here.
LOL  Pwned.  Smiley

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« Reply #13 on: June 09, 2010, 22:05:58 »

*sulks away defeated*
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« Reply #14 on: June 09, 2010, 22:52:30 »

*sulks away defeated*
No sulking!
Your early posts were GOLD!
I was reading the long thread you initiated about how you got out the first time.

Super impressed with some of the stuff you were spouting.  Wink

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« Reply #15 on: June 09, 2010, 23:34:42 »

damn right.

and that was my first time too. 

but i wouldn't expect any less because i'm a fricken genius.

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« Reply #16 on: June 10, 2010, 00:07:45 »

I have like an 8 line limit, then I just get tired of reading, even if it's my own posts, I can't be bothered to reread it and even try to understand what craziness I spouted. I'm rather curious though, where did you dig for said gold?
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« Reply #17 on: September 05, 2010, 22:45:56 »

According to Buddha there can be no creator god as no one can remember when they were created (any more?) before the creation.
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« Reply #18 on: September 06, 2010, 01:50:56 »

The time has come that you must stock pile many natural seeds, avoid genetic duplicates or alternates.  Be ready to seize hold of the land itself, and there, take for yourself the seedlings of many trees natural to your own part of the world, and prepare for the restoration. 
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