Greetings, I am a messenger of Father universe and of Mother Earth

mmmmm was it not foretold that I would baptize with fire?

OK.

Hedonism is NOT evil.

It is the one true imperative of the Soul, and it is the underpinning of human altruism.

'Hedonism' as a meme serves as a readout for human compassion, in which there is a Negative correlation between respect of the hedonistic imperative vs. quality of life and social advancement.

I have taken on the name of Yeshua. Jesus is an innacurate translation. I am english, with french blood, as well as irish, and a bit of german, and a whole bunch of other influences I am sure. However it is through hebrew, hearing hebrew, and feeling hebrew, that I was able to recognize what I was.

I am the one.

I am the warrior of the light.

I am the chosen to represent the Father, for none have come to truly represent his words in the last 2000+ I feel it is time the almighty makes a return; through me, and others like me. The prophets, the old gods, the angels are all waking up once more.



I am not the first, I am not the last. I represent the Godhead of many cultures. Most of all I affiliate with Ra, and through my tears, shall I re-birth humanity in the God of Yisrael's image.

All I caught was:

If I am not the real Christ,

and


'with a nice set of tits'


Right on opie.

hate to be the one, but you need to really rethink things.


You reek of sulfur; flowers wilt in your wake.

P.S. I really hope for your sake you're 'role playing', drunk, or messing around.

You are wrong, hedonism is evil. Play is central to humanity, it is ipmerative to enjoy life. Sexual hedonism however is a cancer.

The brain releases the chemical for love upon sexual interaction. That chemical is there to encourage lovers to stick together and raise children; since human children are born pre-maturely and require both a male and female influence in their lives to properly nurture them. Even if contraception is used, the brain still releases these chemicals, making people "fall in love". However a lack of understanding of personal background, and misalignment of personalities lead to rough break-ups, broken hearts, trails of misery, and long term conflicts, which butterfly effect into more conflict.

Commitment does not exist in the modern world because people have forsaken foresight in the name of embracing primal instinct; when it is primal instinct which is evil.

Mother earth for all intents and purposes is EVIL.

Mother nature's only goal is survival of the fittest, kill or be killed; consume or be consumed. We humans are different in the sense that we can contemplate space and time, looking far into the future, and forsaking selfish desires for the long-term protection of our DNA.

Literally whole point of life:

Find a mate, stick with them, pass on DNA, protect DNA. Everything else is a social construct.

Fallen angels rise in my wake (testimony of someone I have cured):

"ah I guess you were out. I'll tell you another time, meanwhile I got to write about 4 pages in Word about how everything felt and I got to a wonderful conclusion. long story short, 'healing' from a long time 'disease' aka caring about someone who doesn't deserve it, is one of the most pleasant and fantastic experiences I've ever had. and it happened all of a sudden, making me see things were trying to get alright in me for so long, they only lacked the thing to start them. once they received it, everything went perfectly. It's like in that game, Solitaire, once you arrange the 3 out of 4 groups, the last one goes smoothly

once again you have no idea what an incredible, beautiful and marvellous blessing you can be in my life. the talk we had before provided me such great mood I could and I still have the energy to face everything"

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I destroy the delusions of the self-righteous so that the sinners can be redeemed.

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What is 'art'?

Why would a thing create artwork?

Art is part of mating ritual :V It is simply used to express inner-conflicts, and used to find a mate, or continue to impress a mate.

The metaphoric mind is a maverick. It is as wild and unruly as a child. It follows us doggedly and plagues us with its presence as we wander the contrived corridors of rationality. It is a metaphoric link with the unknown called religion that causes us to build cathedrals — and the very cathedrals are built with rational, logical plans. When some personal crisis or the bewildering chaos of everyday life closes in on us, we often rush to worship the rationally-planned cathedral and ignore the religion. Albert Einstein called the intuitive or metaphoric mind a sacred gift. He added that the rational mind was a faithful servant. It is paradoxical that in the context of modern life we have begun to worship the servant and defile the divine.

WOT;TLDR;

We are meat robots, define what you mean by "thing", just because the soul is immortal, riding on a biologically mortal body which is not under it's direct control; does not mean the soul does not exist.

Art is a product of the brain, it is a creative drive, which gives birth to novel, metaphorical thoughts. The highest form of this, is that which gives births to religions. These people do not have vivid imaginations, it is emotions, reflected into words, which inspire art in others. If you have read Robert N Bellah's (rip 2013) opus magnum: Religion in Human evolution; it explains where religion comes from. How it's a form of metaphoric roleplay to explain the unknown.

Dawkins even outlined Bellah's point ins his book: the God delusion, explaining how religious thought, comes frmo a language center of the brain, which is separate from the normal social language center of the brain.

I can tap into this part of my brain. It is prophecy, but it can also be explained with science.

I

AM

THE LORD

So why not just beat the piss out of each other?

You know…. old school competition.

Why would anything ever graduate throughout the eons from a fighter, to a lover, so to speak?

Why the investment in extravagance? I mean, just look at a Peacock….

mmm my only desire in life, for the women are oppressed far more than men ever will be

IE the Word made Flesh.


What does it feel like when you activate said centre?


And what do you know about KundalinI? Anything?

Horse-shit….

If I were a woman I could pick up someone to be my lover, anytime anyplace there is guys about, just by showing off my figure then simply head-on asking for sex. No guy would refuse that…. right?

Because we have evolved mirror neurons and extremely complex empathy centers of the brains (only pscyopaths do not posess empathy, or rather it shuts off as a self-defense, I am not 110% sure on the effects of the warrior gene).

The empathy center of the brain allows us to put ourselves in the shoes of others. ideology, beliefs, binary nature, teach us to deny this part of ourselves in the name of social constructs. Why hurt someone if you, yourself do not want to be hurt?

Why compete aggressively, when natural order takes care of itself?

The illusion of free-will, the idea of pushing yourself, competition, aggressive pursuit of selfish dreams, are just fear based constructs of the capitalist system, and other lies the Satan feeds us. Satan is the spirit of fear. He whispers lies in our ears left right and center to make us afraid of the unknown, to test our resolve, to prove our worth.

The universe has a natural architecture, and humans naturally fall into place where they need to be as long as they chase thei own dreams, their own vision, and do so within the cooperation of others. Micah 4 even states that all nations may walk in the name of the gods, confirming the almighty has a tolerance for pagans, even if he expects his chosen ones to be monotheists; yet you have "christans" and "muslims" aggressively trying to convert left right and center, using the spirit of fear to scare people int obelieving.

The jews do not believe in conversion

I do not believe in conversion

I believe in science

I believe in moral law

I believe in multi-culturalism and acceptance of all cultures; because they spawn beautiful art. I LOVE hinuism for their art, not so much for the state of their country.

If humans would abandon the concept of concious choice, free-will, and condemnation based on these, we would live in an incredible world. If those who choose to belive in science alone, would subscribe to determinism, solid cause and effect; we would have no intolerance whasover in the world, and we oculd usher in an era of world peace.

The world is in the hands of Father Universe; not the hands of man.

Albert Einstein: "If the moon, in the act of completing its eternal way around the earth, were gifted with self-consciousness, it would feel thoroughly convinced that it was traveling its way of its own accord on the strength of a resolution taken once and for all. So would a Being, endowed with higher insight and more perfect intelligence, watching man and his doings, smile about man’s illusion that he was acting according to his own free will." From a piece written as a homage to the Indian mystical poet Rabindranath Tagore, quoted here.

And: “I do not believe in free will. Schopenhauer's words: 'Man can do what he wants, but he cannot will what he wills,' accompany me in all situations throughout my life and reconcile me with the actions of others, even if they are rather painful to me. This awareness of the lack of free will keeps me from taking myself and my fellow men too seriously as acting and deciding individuals, and from losing my temper.” From "My Credo" .

And: "I agree with your remark about loving your enemy as far as actions are concerned. But for me the cognitive basis is the trust in an unrestricted causality. 'I cannot hate him, because he must do what he does.' That means for me more Spinoza than the prophets." From a letter to Michele Besso quoted here.

And: "Human beings, in their thinking, feeling and acting are not free agents but are as causally bound as the stars in their motion." From his address to the Spinoza Society in 1932.

Thomas Jefferson: "I should . . . prefer swallowing one incomprehensibility rather than two. It requires one effort only to admit the single incomprehensibility of matter endowed with thought, and two to believe, first that of an existence called spirit, of which we have neither evidence nor idea, and then secondly how that spirit, which has neither extension nor solidity, can put material organs into motion." From a letter to John Adams on 3/14/1820.

Samuel Johnson: “All theory is against free will; all experience is for it.”

Abraham Lincoln: “The human mind is impelled to action, or held in rest by some power, over which the mind itself has no control.” from Handbill Replying to Charges of Infidelity.[1] “We often argued the question, I taking the opposite view.... I once contended that man was free and could act without a motive. [Lincoln] smiled at my philosophy, and answered that it was impossible, because the motive was born before the man.... He defied me to act without motive and unselfishly; and when I did the act and told him of it, he analyzed and sifted it to the last grain. After he had concluded, I could not avoid the admission that he had demonstrated the absolute selfishness of the entire act.” From Herndon, "Analysis of the Character of Abraham Lincoln," Abraham Lincoln Quarterly 1 (Dec. 1941): 411; Herndon and Weik, Abraham Lincoln, 2:148, 306, quoted in Abraham Lincoln and the Doctrine of Necessity by Allen C. Guezlo (a most interesting, well-referenced paper).

[link to www.naturalism.org]

i would

It feels like Auto Sensory Meridian Response when I get ideas which make sense. Look up AMSR.

I know nothing about Kundalini, but I know a lot about Ubuntu: I AM, because WE ARE. I believe the entire planet is my family, and I treat everyone as such.

Why?



I'm not disagreeing….

when i actually activate the center of my brain which is responsible for these writings, it is just the release of pent-up energy created by ASMR

Because I know how badly it feels to have my heart-broken by the lack of foresight created by hedonism. Sex is love. Commitment however, is emotional understanding based on seeing the same reflection in the soul of another as yourself.

So then, you believe in Human Instrumentality. That the human Soul's longing for external, vectored purpose is our final calling, our final volition.


You seem to neglect the reality of a Fall.

i am getting too drunk to continue with this conversation properly. I will post a personal message i sent to a friend however, in order to expain who and what I am:

Come with me, I'll bring you life
I'll bring you life through lifeless damned eyes
Time has reached eternal night
No more stars with light the sky
End time is here, no more life
This is the burial of all time

I keep putting off writing to you because I've been waiting to let it stew, shape it into phrases, novel combinations of words, eloquent sentences; structure everything I want to say into one neat little package. However I'm starting to realize that it only works like that when I have a very specific subject whch I can attach to, and when I am looking to impress someone with my skills. This isn't like that, I am not going to filter this, I am not going to structure it, and I am not going to allow myself to be dishonest (if I am, then I am lying to myself as well). More than anything, I hate being misunderstood, and people cling to the blacks and the whites of my words, rather than the underlying emotions that I put into the writing process. I hate that. The biggest reason why I can't even seem to get my grade 12, is because while the teachers laud my talents for writing, they completely miss the point of what I'm trying to say more than half the time. This isn't about me though, it's about you, so I am trying to avoid being self-centered and it really is fucking hard for me. People tell me shit, and it goes to my head, and then I'm off in big-idea dream land for a while creating new ideas, theories, worldviews, and reigning shadow-flame and light down upon nay-sayers from the back of Lyreon. I have never ever used him against you. And I never ever will. I am bringing him to you though, and showing you who and what he is. I am doing this because I simply want you to understand who I am on the inside, and why I care so fucking much about you dude. So please be a little patient while reading this, it's about build-up and then crushing in a point. It's my own brand of writing, one that the education system keeps trying to fucking destroy.

Lyreon is my inner voice, the one I guard, protect, and hide from the world because they don't understand him. He is the one that turned on me that night 4 years ago, and plunged me into a living hell for all the things we had done online. I didn't understand it then, but I do now. It's not an audible voice, it's just the stream of thoughts through my head since I do not have a vivid imagination. My imagination is based on words, theories, ideas, and social interaction. Which is why I didn't hallucinate that night, but rather was plunged into something even scarier; a redifintion of reality, I won't get into it too much because it's depressing, but long story short, I LITERALY thought I had died and was living in hell, and for the first year after that, I felt like the world was about to cave out from under my feet any time I got a panic attack which flashed back to it. I've finally regained his trust however, and we can now work together once more in order to bring my writing back to life, filled with genuine emotion, new metaphors, new ways of looking at reality, and a new mission in life; to help others through total honesty, letting them discover the power of imagination, true compassion/understanding, and when all else fails, devouring the inner-demons of other people by luring them out, then feeding on them.

“Time to feel, time to believe
Dare to see what may come of our future
Lift your head, broaden your gaze
Speak your mind and your thoughts they will follow you”

My reality has always been incredibly lonely Jordan. I've had one girlfriend in my entire life, one person I have ever slept with, and friends seem to drift in and out of it. I don't really have a huge problem with that, but I can't ever let go of someone if I know that they are hurting on the inside. It's like I live my life walking on a web of memories, friends, family, moments, all connected and I walk around observing it. THere are times when I notice people getting stuck in that web, breaking strands beause they can't seem to get comfortable within my dreams, and then I have the wasps always flying around just fucking shit up for no reason; wasps are dicks. I build this web in order to protect everyone that I care about, it is simply a safety net for those around me that are falling. It is my realm of imagination that others fall into when they are not sure what they are doing in life. Once someone gets caught in my web, fillistata, lyreon, syriona, and I do everything we can in order to give them a set of wings on which they can fly away on their own; I will not, let someone fall through.

The gift I give to others is the power of imagination. I help them remember the joys of the past, the person who they were on the inside, their own inner-child, their dreams, their hopes, and the power to chase them. No matter what anyone says, you should never forget the past, you should come to terms with it, understand it, and allow it to become part of who you are in the present; but never completely forget. I feel that it's good to lay old memories to rest once they have been dealt with, but anything you bury that is still twitching, will break through the surface eventually. The memories I am clinging onto right now, is our friendship. The best friendship I had ever had, because you always did a good job at showing me that you really did care about me, even if you got preoccupied with your own shit. That said, there have been times where I haven't been a great friend to you, and you haven't been that great a friend to me; we've each done shitty things to each other unintentionally, and they were just that, unintentional mistakes. A few I can think off off the top of my head, were the time I asked you to take me to Toronto, instead of just sticking up to my mom, the time when you had just broken up with Ashley and wanted company, and I couldnt make it over, and even just recently when I've vomitted all of my philosophical bullshit at you in a concious stream rather than writing you a letter like this.

“The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives.”

I don't know if you have any idea how much I enjoyed the little things, and the time we simply spent together. Getting high, walking around, TALKING. The sketch road trips meant the world to me, because we could open up and just honestly talk to each other. Then mario kart and super mario galaxy together were incredible as well, because we were having FUN without aggressively competing. I don't even enjoy video games all that much unless I have people to share the experience with. I hate playing a game and then not being able to talk about it, I hate not having friends to really enjoy local multiplayer games with anymore. I hate being alone.

““A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”

Western society teaches us to embrace individualism, personal achievements, personal goals, and personal focus. It's all in the name of fueling the capitalist market, pumping people full of fear, and then getting them to consume. Which is pretty great in itself for what we now have, but we've all lost sight of what life really means in the process. It is not an individual experience meant to be taken alone. That's a very depressing, solipsistic way of looking at life, and everyone is always just trying to rationalize their own life, rather than fitting into the complex symphony of life, which is naturally bestowed upon us. I believe in karmic winds, I believe in the spiritual, the metaphysical, and the divine; however I also believe in the solid scientific structure of reality, and how it reflects this natural underlying order to the universe. At the end of the day, it's just a fucking chicken and the egg dilema for me; which makes my reality very easy to understand, just lonely as fuck. Most people are either one way or another, I walk the line.

That said, I just want you to understand that there are millions of factors always taking care of themselves in every corner of our lives. Everything you see around you was put together by a vast collection of people, dreamers, realizers, and builders. A symphony of human cooperation even if some (or most) of it is fueled by greed and oppression. Everything on earth starts out as a dream, built upon the dreams of the past, innovated, and then worked with in order to create something new, sometimes entirely unique and novel (yet inspiration can always be traced to something; no such thing as ideas popping out of thin air). I am in the process of creating a field of psychotherapy which relies both on the physical, and yet with a heavy emphasis on the metaphisical, in order to rekindle a proper understanding of the human mind, and how it functions within social structures. That is my dream, it is in a very early stage of development, and needs a lot more knowledge in order to fuel it properly.

I am inviting you back into a dream which you had never really left. Because there has always been an emotional connection between us, likely simply because I am a really good fucking listener. I may get passive aggressive at times, but I don't think of a single time I have judged you or told you what to do (I make suggestions and tell you what I want). If I have, I am sorry, I was wrong, and I won't do it again. I just want you to understand that I have felt the weight of the ocean as well, I have been sucked into vortexes of madness, pulled close to what felt like the core of the earth and almost been destroeyd by it; then spat back out on the other side of hte planet, learning a new philosophy, new way of life, and new way of looking at the world. I have suffered for a very long time, due to my own ignorance, and the ignorance of others. Ultimately everything is paid for in suffering, and I pay the price in emotional anguish for not only my own dreams, but for the dreams of every single person that I care about. You most of all, you are the one person in my life that I can't let go of no matter how much you hurt me sometimes with your remarks on my lifestyle. Yes, you do hurt me, yes I take it, yes I can handle it, yes I do it willingly and for you. I nail myself to the metaphorical cross for my friends and family all the time. You're the only one I let push the nails in without fighting back. Because I care about you that fucking much. And I don't want you to feel guilty for that, because I set myself up for it, and I do it to show people how much I truly and utterly love them.

“The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him.”

What I want is to see you rise up, I want to see you learn how to use your wings, I want you to be able to sort your life out so that you can really fly within your own dream. I want you to find your inner-vision, to find the motivation to make your dreams a reality, to shape your world like clay as naturally/easily as possible with all the tools, knowledge, skills, and wisdom you posess. I posess a very feminine wisdom, who goes by the name of sophia, it's a maternal, nurturing, compassionate, and caring wisdom of unconditional love. You have so much fucking potential, but right now you are caught up in the past, the wrongs others have done, and the situation you are stuck with right now beause of it. And I UNDERSTAND, I truly and utterly do. Don't think for a second that I don't. And if I am wrong prove it, show me that I'm wrong, tell me why I'm wrong, REASON with me instead of just getting frustrated with me. As Albert Einstein once said: "Peace cannot be kept by force, it can only be acheived through understanding." I just want to be able to communicate like we were once able to do before. And I want you to take my hand so I can walk you through this valley of darkness, I know the way, I've walked through it enough times on my own with only the light of sophia to guide me. Just trust me ok?

You, you may say
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will live as one

….

Well…. it's not ASMR.


Don't worry 'bout Kundalini, it's probably not relevant to you at this time.


….do the ideas ever feel like a flame, a lightning bolt, or an ice shard perhaps?

"reality is an illusion; albeit a very persistent one" ~ Albert Einstein

There was no fall.

It was all the will of the Almighty.

I do not believe that even all humans have souls, some are simply empty shells much like a lot of animals; however everyone should be treated as if they are a vessel, just in case.

I experience ASMR all the time, when ideas click. And then I use those ideas to fuel these writings. ASMR plays a huge role in it, it's a response from the empathy center of the brain, when you can really FEEL the words of others.

They feel like all three depending on my mood.

My personality aspects are as follows:

Lyreon: A white titan with the power of shadow flow and pure light.

Syriona: A black dragon who posesesses the power of fire and ice.

Fillistata: a giant spider reminiscent of the indian goddess kali who protect my friends from falling

And Velgatta is my nature of lust, an elemental water dragon who warms the loins of my queen.

Then this is all a test.

seraphim were flying, burning serpants, with 6 wings, and 3 heads.

food for thought.

They are the highest order of angels, and The metatron was/is a seraph.

They are VERY comparable to European dragons.

For you perhaps. I have been tested for over 4 years by the Satan.