Where is that line? Where is the labor to enforce it? Where is the fear located for the line to be drawn? Who can see such a line? Is that why certain things will not happen? Is that why my heart aches either way with love/light or dark? Where is that line that is drawn? What behavior is rewarded with the universe is un-separated be? Paranoia of the line itself is like any other war's battle maps; thus, fear and self discover is itself the same. What ego of mine is the better of the other? Likewise, we are nothing more than the way to find the line and waste our souls using it. Like the bug zapper, the light will burn or keep as if it is the opposite of a freezer. In-between in war I always stand, sit, live...in waiting to leave the disparity to earn more form. From the seed, it will hit the line and suffocate. From the learning of deities, God cannot be touched, as paranoia was the only thing learned from the life of things. Hark, O, what angles are harvested by both sides while the people who want to live suffer in all the ways of woe/war? Is the secret too much so that certain souls are doomed by their fate? Was that my soul in past or is the soul nothing more than a story made by those who try to wish for love. Likewise, it is the pyramid that is a shape of darkness that many try to use as a grinding stone for labor. Like pushing the stone forever up a hill, our goal is only that a toy placed there for others to make sure we are slaves for the aether of the universe. In feelings God hides, as if it is a line of fear. Evermore the same, we are nothing more than just respect without the access of things. [If only the discount window of banks were accessible to the general public; then all could be made to grow the comforts of humanity and launch ourselves with peace throughout the lands and worlds.] O, the same as if to command, the line is drawn to make sure God and Prime Creator can have a war with humans as like cannon fodder. Is the line the distraction for us to become parts-of-the-war again?
What victim is me with God? The same as the gate it is. O, what children are the same as if the adults really knew what to do? For now the moment where I am, for now is the moment my fear must dissipate. For now my intervention is the same as what and why they will not come down to the earth to say 'hey.'
In what dream is my soul when I become so-called successful? It is the same as if intelligence is neglected as the heart and the mind merge as one. Is that the fear many have? The fear of the expansive knowledge? That the same as what others describe such diplomacy for others and the warriors on what to do on this planet called Earth/Gaia/Chi'taia. That is important to me the same, only that of what I live upon, and no other thing I live with; not Mars, nor Venus. I will die here with it the same. My energy, please what soul they learn in boredom the same but do not declare it as if they must be "saved" as humans; just like the pranksters think. In many ways, we are sorounded by an opprunitistic force that does not want to help me build a skin of my universe alone. Yes, the universe should be of my skin, not of God's. Would I trade? No, it would be the same as of any other ruse. Of such dead body, the brain and heart work together to create while living and the crystals there within make up the soul. To fire the body as if they are flames make them the same, matter and dross as slaves for us as 'gods' to use. In what way did the other visitors cut my chakra and taint it with failure? Of what and why am I to ever grow up when slavery is the way to free one's self? Is that the trick God will ever use? Or is that the dark on this planet are the same part of Prime Creator? (Or some kind of creator?) Is that why, to hide the truth in the mind and use the heart as a way of propaganda for the humans not to know what is truly going on? Like all life parasites and cohabit-s are part of nature and the natural world; so the same be of us as part of slavery be?
May my life upon death change the universe; may my life with giving be the same. In love as a weapon, in moot-ness God deemed me. Good by.
[And good ridence, that man was nothing but a bother.
I know, he was killing so many people in every life; he could not give up on that even his father in the end. Usury will be his crux of a soul and never become part of light. He is paranoid and that is his sin of the ego. Even if he thinks he has done a great deed, it was he that was the true enemy of our plan with the Earth body all along. Over the history of time was planned by Jesus' and our army's comming to Earth and the seeds, he was the planter of such seed. In hope he sold to the dark in hopes to leave the comfort of "sinning" and will not be. The universe he still wants as a way to become nothing more than a bully; and that was his downfall by attracting the shit that keeps following him and the seeds that are priced for sale by the so called banks.
So, we are not to touch him?
Only if you want to be infected with the same things that we know and understand that are outside of heaven.]
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