The Illuminati was made a offer they couldn't refuse.

my my mr wat a big anger


anger ??

more like being groggy after a long sleep....disoriented....

Orian orients quite nicely....

yeah yeah yeah watever

mr bigshot

always turns nasty

yeah yeah yeah watever

mr bigshot

always turns nasty




nasty ?? how so ??


ebb and flow....

my my mr wat a big anger


anger ??

more like being groggy after a long sleep....disoriented....

Orian orients quite nicely....

no I was talkin to the dude who writes such beautiful script...I dont deign to read it...but I see it...go do yer deductions on his Gaelic pretense and his high handed frippery and get back to me....










its a FUCKING big key

fuck me


bringit

Your master wants to destroy this world, and is doing so. What the hell could you offer the nobody? You have nothing, absolutely nothing to offer him.

But he can offer you something... Life.

You think your gold wrapped bunkers will save you from the coming solar radiation? How can it save you from that when the earth really is expanding? Do you not get it? Your bunkers will be exposed to the radiation as the earth vomits you up out of it and your gold melts from the heat.

You will be cooked alive in your bunkers and become nothing more than ashes.

See, you can't even offer him protection.

Your master could offer him a ride off this hell hole, but then, how could the nobody live with that for the rest of his miserable life? You see, he has a conscience, so you might have a hard time understanding what that means or how it hurts him when others are hurting. He's not narcissistic, he doesn't only like special people, he's not a bigot.

As I type this, I ask myself, what could I possibly say to get through that forcefield you put up around your mind when you were young?

There is such a thing as love that does give to you, that feels good and is not all pain. There is a love that does not hurt.

The lie your master said to you, that all love hurts, is a half truth. True love has 80 percent joy and 20 percent pain, not the other way around, and the pain is shared in true love. Your master shares nothing because your master is a selfish infantile idiot.

Life is waiting, and since you are going to hurt no matter what, wouldn't it be better to hurt for a good reason, and not one that leaves you empty inside?

cant ya read ma..
not you....

who is the master? maybe love/pain are a 50/50 balance.

Now who's in control? Already lost they have...



control ??

all about is....


Only never had it was...


control does not compute in the context you are using it....

so Sugarelf yeah, I consider you a friend, and many, many others here,,,so, I will use you, if you dont mind,

The last lesson is the lesson of letting go.

How many times did God scream when they had to let someone go, someone that had been with them for eons.

If we want to be a God, we have to admit that keeping them around would turn them into zombies, puppets, for their minds decay as they try to stop being who they are by killing themselves, instead of letting themselves go in new directions.

It is one of the final stages of maturity, the ability to allow yourself to change.

If we deny that to others, we deny them life.

The price is a heavy one, for us, for many, yes many will not change for the better, they will eventually become crystallized in their search for perfection and then fade away or commit suicide by God through heinous acts and atrocities against their fellow creations.

It is likely this happened to a few Gods before this God became a person out of the wreckage of their minds.

Look at the growth, the potential for lasting love and beauty and life that this God has created. If you were in his/her place, would you change what works?

What works is allowing them to decay, even though you try your best to avert that. But too much averting on your part, and you end up making robots.

The only way God survived, is by making connections with others, and learning from them, and even letting go of those connections, at the last possible second.

You are near the last possible second. What you don't see is that you are also near a pinnacle of glory. Life is painful no matter how close you get to the top. It is painful and joyful. It is not much of a balm for the hurt heart, but it is true that you have to focus on some things and de-focus on others to stay alive and healthy, mentally and physically.

But I tell you truly, giving is not its own reward unless it is a giving that was free of needing it back. If you give and still need it returned, you create even more of a vacuum in your heart that you would have just not giving at all.

If you give, not needing it returned, and then someone does return the giving, there is no vacuum, there is fulfilment, and overflow, since the cup of your heart has received more than it desired.

You gave and you wanted too much in return. You created a cup in your heart that grew and grew larger, more void, over the years. How could it ever be filled up? If you had given, and not needed it back, and were filled over the brim, then you could teach this to the ones you loved, and become as God. You would be glorious.

People, very few, but there are people, on this planet that have learned this. Do you not see, then, how they will survive forever? Not all will parish over time. You don't have to perish.

I give this to you, even though you are setting me up for some horrible scandal to destroy me. But it, and nothing, can destroy me. I already am alive forever. I feel it, I can feel eternity.

You feel age, but you don't feel eternity, not yet.

You think I am weak for loving my enemies. But my enemies kill themselves off, while I go onward. They become dust in the wind, while I become a rock that can not be moved or destroyed. So what about taking as a way of life can appeal to me? Is not the giver in a more powerful position?

And yet, power is such a small thing, compared to a hug that feels good and lasts forever.

After having written this, I see your likely future. You are becoming a rigid stone that dissolves under a stream of water, that is time, instead of being organic, and bendable, like the grass underneath the eave of a roof. In a thousand years, the rock is gone, but the grass is still there. It had to change to survive.

You are a billionth of a second close to a supreme glory the likes of which no one has ever experienced, but only if you become organic instead of rigid and dissolveable.

The love that will last, and fill your heart, is waiting for you on the organic side. No one remembering even your name, is waiting for you on the crystal side.

You see, you are at a place that God once was, long, long ago. He chose to continue, to love, and is now so full of love he would never think of becoming anything other than organic in structure, for even if you took over God's place, to survive, even you would have to become organic, for the rigid mind will always fade away.

We will lose many people to the desire to be perfect, to be rigid and blameless and innocent and pure. They will try to become stone and they will perish. But you can lead many people into a future where hardly any of them ever choose the immature path of crystallization. You could help create a future where fewer and fewer die or choose death. You wouldn't have to say goodbye as often. You would actually save many of those you come to love, by your example.

The choice is yours, you can make a house of glory.

I see how the superego can be just as harmful as the ego.

so "be right back"


:)

I see how the superego can be just as harmful as the ego.


it is my heaviest burden....me

I see how the superego can be just as harmful as the ego.


it is my heaviest burden....me

Knowledge and manners are easy to carry.
In Balance.

yerbut I got about 20% mid term English Studies...
had to make the other to pass by, well , I dunno how, but I did...call it a "Fool Crumb"

The Dark Night of the Soul can really be a Bear.

yerbut I got about 20% mid term English Studies...
had to make the other to pass by, well , I dunno how, but I did...call it a "Fool Crumb"


yep....that is all it is so far....crumbs....


I bet 'ya might do a bit better in English if you took it to day....

wishin yer well in yer eloquence...yeah sadly, sadly, folks are programmed into hatin, sigh...i

wishin yer well in yer eloquence...yeah sadly, sadly, folks are programmed into hatin, sigh...i



I know....I don't hate anything and never have....

'hate' as an emotion is something that just doesn't compute....



'hate' is one of the most twisted words in all the English language....

wishin yer well in yer eloquence...yeah sadly, sadly, folks are programmed into hatin, sigh...it is merely a function of separation, so what can ya do?

I dunno...thrust on me orright....sheesh..well, I do hope that the speeches flow well and let the Grace of God be on all of us...
But thanks for the kindness...it does help.

Merci