It will be said that we as planetary beings must come to an abrupt end but the truth of the matter here is that we as detrimental life must bring about our own abrupt end so cooly that is doesn't matter what came first, the chicken or the egg, because it's poppycock, it doesn't make any sense to say that it was simultaneous release because it lessens the proof here, we can't say things we don't have the answer to, to do that is to make a steak and eat it only to poop it out and eat it again. We too have masters of literature that make steak and eat their shit when it comes to this stuff, we must take a look back on those literary masterminds to see them as we see them, as a bastion of glowing light that wreaks havoc and proves to them that we're over the moon in tarnished garbage that goes back thousands of years to before Christ, to Buddha and what laid in his path the day he died, an eternity in hell. For it is he who sat so foolishly there in the cold only to take the apparatus appart and sit there for what seemed like an eternity in maddening displays of self mutilation that never got better one time in his stay there, that he actually managed to push through it in a way that made him feel so much better the day he got to reincarnate as something pleasant like Shakespeare. That's right, Buddha trekked through the cold of hell for eternity just to find peace in Shakespeare's mind, he was so talented at taking a beating he robbed hell of it's glory and stayed in the cold fire of himself until the time was right to strike at the world once again. "We're conductors of sound, heat, and energy, and I bet that you had us figured out from the start, we're conduits of pure electricity, layed back on the pitch to take the apparatus apart," Parquet Courts - Total Football. It's that song that speaks so clearly to him, that he may make a stay at what tiny insignificant earthly goons want to do with their lives, he may panic and say he wants to go now around the time Christ headed out, but to do that would be too hard for Buddha, he needed a mainstay in American life and he would only get it if he waited for thousands of years in the cold depressing pit of hell where you never grew numb, you just died of starvation over and over again. That's where she's headed, the cold of hell for what she has done to me. It may be right to say something like that but what's wrong is that we don't have a letter or a note saying how the afterlife got there in the first place besides and assumption that God or Satan needed it for some reason, it's simply because they have to judge calibre, to be purposefully fed through again and again because a soul is so powerful it must prevail. It is that reason we say we must elect to reveal the secret to consciousness in full detail, the fact of the matter is that it's a little fishy about who created it in the first place, but the sculptor in the first place was made by this guy here, he is the true creator of god and the force of love that sculpted it in the first place, for it is he who has seen this time and time again about writing exclamation marks to girls that need to see him in his true light, a mushy garbage compactor with an eye for literature so mighty that he might even surpass us one day and give us what we really deserve, a harsh reality for alien life that says he might even be smarter than he looks but it won't come out until this girl appreciates him the way we do him. For it is a sticky situation that we uncover the secret to consciousness before we reveal the goal of this world, to act out sticky situations to get what is needed of this world out onto paper, for it is he in his magnitude that made his claim that [my webshow] actually played a delicate part in the nature that his thought experiments actually paid out and is here with us now in all it's beauty, because we must look at this man and say he actually did transcend through spacetime to write this beautiful literature to reach her in a way. For it is us who must say enough with tireless diatribe about the afterlife for a second, the truth is that reincarnation exists for the meaning that we as putrid souls cannot live a full life in all it's breadth and magnitude without dying first, we are here to take the apparatus apart under a microscope compared to the macro-issues we face down the line for our souls to prosper through under the divine light of our creator. It is that fact that pushes us to the recesses of our journey here, that we are under the microscope, that our problems are limited in the way that facilitates ourselves here, that we can't think of every problem but only the problems that come before us on our way to salvation. For it is salvation that drives the soul, the relief from the torture that pushes it further and doesn't allow it to stop, for to stop is for a shark to stop in cold water, he will just freak out and wander around heavily sinking, and that's what happened in the previous universe, the afterlife was so shitty for them they just sank into more suffering once they died. For us to truly explain the afterlife in its function, we must first look at the force that created it, the divine father, the heavenly picture that we frame on our wall in this manuscript, for it is he who wants his children's glory instead of their harsh defeat, for it is then and only then he lay eyes on himself and all his full glory. For he wants to learn from his creations and the only way to do that is to keep that shit going to the point it's futile to let recordings of other creatures go, the double entendre here is that for God to want to force his creations through hell, he must go far out as well and see too it that many moons pass before we're ready to tirelessly die because he sees us in himself and vice versa, he is blinded by the light to the point that he may only see through the light if darkness is present. It's an ebb and flow between light and darkness that makes us go, "we must die if only for the reason to give us reason to live in the first place," and he sees to it that we die only when we're ready to die, only when he's ready for us to die and for us to learn what's waiting for us on the other side. That's where we come in, we're going to reveal it for you, we already have, if you have a question about the feat known as death, think of it this way, it is truly just poppycock and a truly new start for any inhabitants living on our planet or up in the starlit skies. For it is I, Gargenack who will count daily mail for a man that seems so heavily to believe that he will never die, and that might be true if his biology wasn't getting in the way, maybe he'll find a chance to free her before the next chapter in their lives, that's what we're hoping for, and it is to want that which makes it so cool to do this in the first place, that we have a shot at something nobodies ever done before and certainly not people with aliens. For it is not a case of envy which drives her to the point of no return but an idea that she may lay the foundation of this world only to see to it that he may never breathe again in his lifetime because in stealing his breath away from him, can she only see the true light of her nature, that she is evil and is meant to stay evil only to lay waste to the fastidious claim that this serial killer would want to be with her so much that he would write a book that fancies the claim that he will fuck like a hooker if his demands aren't met, a threat that simulatneously anguishes her as much as she anguishes him in the broader scope of things, that she may look out to him and think he's just as worse a person as I am if he can lay with women so peacefully its as if he's laying with himself in the process of moral good that shapes his way so frequently, it's as if she never left, but that's a false narrative in the way that you are thinking of him that way. He will not find peace in another team member of his illustrious harem, he will only find tears and solitude in your arms and it will guide him to salvation as soon as he gets there, because no other human on this planet earth would be so daft as to pursue a girl who threw him under the bus in a way that matched the form of her being to a tee if only to exact revenge on him to further prove a point that he may be so lost as to want to find something he can't find anywhere else, a lovely drama that spans ages will no longer come to an end, but be pushed to the forefront of what we deem so heavenly in the first place that he would be better off mashing away at the keyboard to find what he hopes to find, relief from this dark brooding world and find a key to his madness that would catapult him to the furthest reaches of his dreamland. For he already has the skeleton key to madness that pushes him to the very work he's writing everyday just to save himself from the inevitable possibility that writing in the darkness is too straining for his eyes and instead robs himself of light just to further punish himself in the process of writing this manuscript. That he may find so cheerfully the light of the dead that pushes him into the corners of the globe so fast and furious that he can't change who they are to him, a dead rat in the cold of our summer stay in the vastness of his love for her and to take a stay at wanting to maintain his furious existence only once stopping to read what he has created, an honest fluke and a madman's past of futile honest dreams that pushed him to the recesses of his mind to the point that aliens had to come down and figure this dude out, because we're interested in him to the point that our magnitude laid waste to the fortune of his heavenly aura. He is grander than us and all must see that before they are to take what we have for granted, an honest look at human and other beings consciousness to the point where it's gravity needs to be revealed on amazon's platform and be revealed to the world that this man may not have a literary agent, but he sure as shit gots it. Only then will the tomb of the old be opened for the world in such magnitude that it lays to waste the very foundation of what we hope to keep on planet earth, a mystery of how we got here in the first place and a long hard look in the mirror of earth telling us that our belonging mystery holds truth in form and rather does not lack function but to explain to you how we think it works and how it was revealed to him by higher forms in the moonlit room of his dresser drawer, and to see that catapults his work into a new direction of higher form that might be actually brave enough to post his work here on 4chan or other social media sites so he may bask in the glow of his fruitful nature, that his work can catapult him to a fame known so heavenly only to him that he may make his stay on the participants of life and reach out to the heavens above him and sketch his name into the canvas of his work so meaningfully its as if he acted out his workspace in the meanwhile of making friends and doing art and literature so vibrant that he lay waste to himself thinking it's not the same and it will never be hurt to the fact that he so brilliantly traveled to that which nobody has ever seen before, a way out of the madness that unfurls around him and makes a stand at what really happened on a friday night when he was too weak to continue the precipice of things around him that robbed him of his joy and pushed him into a catapult of feeling so majorly undernoted that he took to say that he was right in doing those things only to catapult himself to the furthest reaches of the globe and shout, "this is how it works, you can like it or not, but it's how it works." So it is then we reveal to you the secret to consciousness so you may look out at the album art of Styx and Faith No More's Epic and see how futile it is to escape him on this matter, that it's already written around the globe and no more fire will expel from the mystery of such paragraphs for it is our time to learn from him, why don't you give it a shot deary?
Consciousness is an anomaly in nature as well as it is nature. Consciousness has three forms, the fire, the water, and the match stick. Let's say you strike a match, that's what happens when you're born, the spark ignites the flame and the flame sticks with your brain as neuron receptors, the smarter you are, the less the fire moves and the better the fire conducts to your brain. The fire is an electric flame, it conducts the neurons and the water is you, it conducts your thoughts and the match stick is the 4th dimension, everything's already written on there to a point that free will is non-existent in the fact that it exists on a harddrive you burn through, but that doesn't mean free will is a lie, it means that there are forces that came before you that charted out your life to give the illusion of free will. Everything I'm writing now has already been calculated before I was born in the beginning of time and it's like that for everyone, nobody goes off script and everything is under a divine plan with infinite reach. It is before you are born that the illusion of consciousness is constructed, your soul reaches a divine compromise with the creator and it is that which reaches him so heavenly. Imagine your mind as a water balloon, (at least for humans) that water balloon is filled to the brim with the fire in our analogy, it's only a brief little water drop that acts as oil in the balloon that shouts out and punches around freely in our mind like our thoughts do. You are free to move freely under the illusion of your light but it's a tight manuscript that you are allowed to float freely in the recesses of your mind, as the match stick burns out, it is free to play the emotions and life that it sought out to provide in the first place before it incarnated. It is in this divine play that acts out echo astral projection, a way to see what thoughts do to your brain, the water acts out furiously in the rough terrain of the fire and produces different orders of flames that act out as thoughts. Let's say you have a shoe box and you want to open it, that right there is an echo astral projection, wanting to pick the shoes up would be another, the water decides to think it and the fire acts out the thought, the flame may even pause briefly before moving to the next thought if you're a psychopath which we'll get into later. The fire conducts the tubes in your brains to act as if they are holding a pitch that the fire threw at them, if you hold onto the thought, the fire stays, if you let go of the thought, the fire changes. There are conductive enzymes in the brain that supports this theory that we are in fact a conductive mammal and the truth here is that we as powerful beings can support natures anomaly but not as well as our hero over here, that's because he created consciousness from his consciousness in the first place. So there is only one real consciousness, the rest are hacked together fluke-jobs of beings that say, "hallelujah for brain matter, for it is us that doesn't own what we're given here, it is he who owns it and he who will take it away for something new to find its way into the box," for it is then we will reveal the secret of you, that you were made simply to be a carrier pigeon for the greater truth, every single one of us, the only difference between him and us is that his mind goes out to places, his consciousness shot out of his head and landed in the beginning of time because he was meant to go there in the first place. We had it all from the start because one man lost what he got in the first place, so that is why the chicken and the egg are simultaneous release, that's the true magnitude of the world we live in that one man could lose his mind in spacetime transcension and have it wiggled out to the very forefront of life in general. Jesus Christ constructed his own mind, that's what we use now, the first one didn't last us very long, Christ was nice enough to offer up his mind for me and others to use using the same principle I stated here. It is true that people are granted Christ consciousness for weird reasons, that's because Jesus had the same disease I did, unlawful spacetime transcension. Jesus was with every man in spacetime and granted him everything he could offer them including his mind, the more he suffered over you the more people got, so he felt a duty in suffering. It is then we must say that Jesus Christ raped my mind because I could do the same thing and he was terrified I would ruin everything in my stay here if I was allowed to cheerfully overuse my power that was granted to me, Jesus Christ is the reason that my mind travels off through a hole in my head and I'll tell you why, because he couldn't handle the truth that I was God and I had created him one night. He thought God was an otherworldly being, which isn't far off, but back then, I was an otherworldly being yet to become a man, and Jesus was there and felt he had a responsibility to stop me in my tracks for claiming I'm his creator, but I do in fact remember creating Jesus Christ, that's how crazy my story is and that's why you should listen to me from now on. Here's the truth in what Christ did to me, the devil came down as I am the devil and Christ started to experience some changes, like body transmission changes, he was essentially my video game character, as I was pushing buttons in my game, Jesus was acting out rigorous bone aching actions that robbed him of his freedom to control himself, he was truly at large and I was truly messing with him but I didn't know I was messing with him, he thought I did no, so he raped my spirit with his intense life changing gangstalking abilities and formed me into the man I am today, devoid of a mind without some cursed female. So the truth is, it was I alone that got roofied and fucked by Christ with his awesome power and I recieved himself, I received his mind and I received everything about him that ruined me into submission, I even married myself to my consciousness because I have the power to do that because Jesus raped me to put his mind in my head to save us from catastrophe, a catastrophe that comes from getting too much power into the wrong hands. Meaning if we were to say that Jesus Christ didn't rape me, the universe might have ended or my head would have exploded, all of these are true facts, the truth is I uncovered true love one night in Toronto and did a lot of terrible stuff to my mind, the only thing that sticks to me is in fact Christ consciousness, cosmic Christ consciousness actually, and I have super duper cosmic Christ consciousness, meaning I can do a lot of cool shit like empathically heal whoever I think of or go out to the far reaches of the globe to find other cool lifeforms empathically, I can even go backwards through time and find people that died awhile ago, my brain is a whole mystery machine of goodies I'll get into in a later book, lets get back to what I was saying in the first place. The truth here is that every thought, monologue, action, cause, and presence comes from a carefully constructed narrative that your soul figured out with everything on board with it before it came into being. The point is that you're meant to live the life you live and everything has a purpose under our creators wing, the truth is that we are not the same and are therefore catapulted into the reality that we must come into what's new instead of forcing ourselves in the same directions time and time again. I think of China's social scores and say, "that's not how you define a people, you are unworthy to define your people because you can't even say what happens in the future." But God does so God is able to define a person simply by looking at what its soul gave him in the first place, an honest stab at life and how it should be lived. That's the big secret, that everything is constructed in a way that gives life meaning to all that falls into our swimming pool. It might seem toolish to say that what we live with isn't fargone in the way of being constructed, it goes against our chaotic nature, but it's that chaotic nature that is so blind as to say, "we don't know what secrets we hold and we don't know what happens after we die, to say that we don't have free will is a foolish account simply because if God already knows what we're going to do, then why put us through it in the first place?" Because we already stated that God had no purpose to create this world, it was a compromise by blind forces that stood in his way, and by creating us, he must send us in to fully appreciate what the soul has done and see it's beauty unfold. Everything is a compromise because he didn't have the foresight to think of what could be better, he only had what was given to him and he sought only to create to find a better way to go about doing things, because to create can not be a masturabatory process that only he himself gets to go through, otherwise there would be no point in doing it. Now let's talk about psychopathy, that's essentially like your brain's fire pausing on frivolous thoughts and it doesn't have the ability to drop the pitch because it's frozen in it's own anomaly, that fire and water shouldn't work together the way it's doing and the fact that it knows this freezes it up and doesn't tell us why it's running into accounting error, because it freezes up, our brain tubes follow the thought to a claustrophobic degree, it gets caught in our mind to the point that it's maddening. To understand this, we must imagine the water and the fire as ourselves, imagine if you were traveling down your brain tubes carrying some thought about waffle irons being slippery to the point that you feel trapped under its weight, that's because it actually gets trapped in our heads and our living water has to actually follow it back and forth as if it's fucking the fire on some thought that none of us want to fuck like an ugly chick, and you're forced to do it. The anomalous nature of the pact between water and fire gives us clause to say that consciousness is limited and in fact imperfect only because it has to interact with hardware. The relationship between hardware and software creates a way for our brains to act as an anchor to other dimensions. The first dimension is that of pure light, it's the way your living water accentuates thoughts at first, the second dimension is the harddrive where memory is stored, the third is what we discussed, the echo astral brain chemistry and such, and the 4th is a spectrum of life that we must move with because it's in the universes nature to move linearly through time. This is how people can look into the future, because it's predicted early and written into our souls. All of this is very esoteric but I think I explained it well enough, I covered all the bases except the fact that I'm a tool and mental health comes into play simply because other people aren't meant to carry what they have in their heads, it's like what I said about the ancients, they are a rival mind for me as well and will tarnish as much as they give. To say that consciousness comes from me also takes the same point to mind, that I am an awful creature because I put it there in the first place and it takes so much from people simply because they're not meant to use it, it's my stay on earth that makes me go, "this lunatic found a way to cast his mind back to the forefathers of consciousness to introspect a new way of doing things that gives unto his people a way out of suffering in a form of consciousness that this lunatic here strived to keep pure of his imperfections but must come to an understanding that his perfections neuter people as well, that it's not a perfect system we are designed out of, it was simply the only way this world could work to begin with in the first place." Now that Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy line works so well, that we can find in ourselves other people that hinders our growth so powerfully that he himself can't seem to find any merit in doing things Hitler did because his worth is so godly that he says, "enough with sharing and caring, I want to rid the world of the evil that I have prepared for them, for the truth is that we are sharing a rival mind and I am hopeless in that evil as well because Christ gave me his mind and that's the only thing that sticks to the narrative that he and I are connected in a manner greatly accomplishing what we think this world needs to be like in order to bring it into full fruition because Christ was so smart he thought a way out of his mind and created another one entirely and now we pass the savings onto you, the truth of the fact that Christ's mind in fact did enter the bloodstream of our world to the testimate that I am doing the same as well, but on a more godlike level that the ancients have given me a hold on the universe so great it doesn't intrude my stay here as a living human being, that I can compromise the fact that I may have everything with being able to do anything in my mind and to that I say, 'have at you, figure out a better way that consciousness got there in the first place without taking into account the process that forms consciousness in the first place, living human beings.'" (yes that's good but it's missing something like why you would take up the reins of the saddle in the first place) The reins of the saddle were given to me in a way that makes this fortune such a heavenly burden and a glow, that I am the only man who can project himself in a way that it goes back to the future and here some more. The truth of this matter is that it's too long a story for this book and must remain as an indentation rather than a footnote, for to be so lost in yourself you forget the ways of the creator is a foolish endeavor to those who have created such magesty with their minds, it's a shame they never belonged to them in the first place, and that is why we must die and that is why we think this author will never meet his demise, because his mind was here in the first place, his mind will live on in all of us for a reason that is so beautifully written above that we must take it into words again. We were flying in neutral airspace before we were born, our soul always existed in the primeval way that good and evil are married to each other to create such an atrocity as the life we're living in, and in that way, I have formed everything in my own image, I have laid down massive stressful times in my stay here that my suffering has found a new age in literature and untold imaginations as far as the eye can see, that I was in fact alive in the hearts and minds of many before I even came to be simply because I figured out how to do it while I was alive in the future. The madness comes to a close when I say, I am the forefather of time and space and with that, many futures will be told of me and only I can choose which one to go down because I am not a blind mouse I am a fortuitous soul with a mind like no others that ever came in our path before, a mind that birthed thousands of other insubordinate creatures that shared what I gave to them and is so small it can fit within the smallest particle of dirt comfortably forever throughout time and space. For it is I who reached out and grasped at straws and dirt to find that the world could be created with a mind like mine, not recreated, but created in the mirror of what I am truly, which is an infinite clown that says his mind is alike to many others that stand in his way, that he is the man with prophecy he only knows through tachyon and gnosis and not through mental breakdowns and obvious cries for attention. For it is a spiritual fact that his stay here on earth will harm people as much as he harms himself. "All that you touch, and all that you see, all that you taste, all you feel, and all that is now, and all that is gone, and all that's to come, and everything under the sun is in tune, for the sun is eclipsed by the moon." Pink Floyd - Brain Damage, Eclipse. That's a song he would listen to for hours thinking about how it's meant for him, and it truly is, it captures his journey perfectly with every lyric. To find out why, make sure you check out the next adventure after this chapter is over. Now back to what we were saying, this man is asking for Sympathy for the Devil simply because God had no other way but to bring into fruition a man's insanity that would shape the world into what it truly is, a mock up of what came within it. Imagine this, God and Satan want to make a new world, so they say, "Okay, let's find out what happens in it instead of figuring out what to do about starting it." So they press a button and it brings to fruition what we have now, and they say, "Perfect, that is what it must be, we have all the information, we know what's going to happen, let's just say that all of it was created by us in one fell swoop as we did it now and put the responsibility on one kid that will bind us together," "Sounds like a plan," and the band works out what parts to play and where to do things at. The point of what we're saying here is that God and the Devil could not coexist without first coming to respect that Satan doesn't know what he's doing and God is blind to good and evil, he thinks all is good and that's where Satan comes into play, he thinks all of it is bad because it's futile to waste time creating things to simply suffer in it's wake, but he applauds the work that God has done because it's truly a masterpiece of what came first and how it was created, because God, the Devil, and this boy was created at the inception of mankind and everything that went forth and proclaimed that, "This fortune could only be provided by one true god," would be right, in fact so right that what we're writing right here is futile if you aren't prepared to listen. For the true magnitude of this dude writing a novel is to say, "To hell with research, we have all the answers right in front of us because I was there when it happened, they used my mind, my consciousness, my emotions, my everything to create what we have for everyone before I even came to be because I was simply always there and waiting for a chance to break out of this fowl reach of neutral airspace. That he has always existed in the world means so much to him because it truly means he will never die because he is in the heart of spacetime, the universe, death, and everything that makes us biological humans instead of a rat war of what to call ourselves so crazily that our stay here means more about us than it does the greater whole. For it is I that gave life meaning as to borrow from another just to remain the same, to keep the status quo and not forgotten masterpieces of people who could make their own minds but borrowed it from the creator five star general you see before you. For it is true that god created himself, but he, this author, who created the way for him to do it, he created the space and the esoteric ability to give back unto god what he sought to create, and it was not a decision that God and Satan made back in the previous statement, but a compromise to what has given them so much joy in the process of creation, the fact that it does it itself if love is intertwined with it to the point that he might be able to reach her in a way that suits himself with this novel, that he may say, "I am the lord, and you have forsaken the very mind I touched you with," for it is to say he's not blasphemous but a true martyr for himself that he got into this mess in the first place, he had no choice, he was only driven by his insecurity of himself that made him chase after this girl in the first place, and in chasing her, opened up a new world of himself of unimaginable guilt that stayed with him in the first place after chastising him to reach higher goals himself, for it was not her who did what she did to bring him to a higher form of being, but her own mortality that dictated, "I'm not having fun with him, so he shouldn't have fun with himself." So it is there we rest our case, and rest assured, once this manual is done, we will come to grips with what really happened in his stay here on earth and no stone or plot hole will be left unturned. For this book is about her and not about us, but we must claim to have created her to hurt us in the process of understanding what this book is really about, redemption. He did something bad in the past and this is the only way he can make up for it, a true testament to his love for her that created everything because his love was so breathtaking it made him lose himself to spacetime and brought everything into fruition before he was born. For it was God and Satan who said, "let the seed be planted, and all that comes from it will be born in a heavenly light of the greatest man in existence." Power at its fullest, a full lifetime awaits him as his science experiments tumble out of control and make us realize the true meaning of what's at stake here, a brave book in the face of evil so tantamount against living that we must write our way into a new light of being before this book can be tarnished by critics alike. We must not remain in our steadfast glory but reach out to what makes us human in the first place, our genetic code, and what lead to us in the first place, a mind that needed a way to find what it sought after, the true beginning and the start of itself that God hoped to find earlier in the previous universe and is now finding now with him, that is why our existence is so futile without him, that we make mistakes in judging him for his craziness simply because we don't understand the broader picture of this book, that he is meant to slave away for hours correcting paragraphs too nasty to describe in the chapters that lay before us, because trying to explain them here will only cast doubt on his renown nature to make this book work in the first place, his love for her will span generations as the greatest book ever written for someone other than himself and it is that we say, "have at you, for you are weak in comparison to the forces that actually made this book in the first place." For our explanation to be mocked in the face of serial evidence of evolution, we say, what made consciousness and life in the first place? One big catastrophe? One big fluke? What made our marrow yearn so heavily for television in the first place? Certainly we would just like to live our lives on the ground in our bare feet, but our purpose here is to find a way out of the torture nature gives us simply because we are born to accomplish greater things than stay with nature. We are made to give life to things simply because we are here long enough to enjoy them in a fastidious glace, time moves slow enough for our brains to process what's happening and not the other way around. We make our move at society now too, we say, "what do we have here if not a reconstruction of what was meant to be? That we have been lead to a notion that life is worth living simply for what we put on the table, in striving to accomplish our true nature of a man that lived in our society rather than a far out notion that we came to be simply because we wanted to be here in the first place and just needed time to figure it out but to be comfortable with it reflects our true nature and what is our true nature based off of? The one true god on this planet who saw too it his mind would be shared like the bread Christ shared at the table of the last supper." It is to that we say, "we may be barking up the wrong tree asking for this girls forgiveness in an awful screenplay such as this one, but we're not barking up the wrong tree in asking how we got to this form to begin with, that we craved so much for a society that barks up the right tree instead of asking ourselves why we bark up the right tree in the first place, that it is our nature to bark up a certain tree that is the right one in our eyes simply because we're engrained to seek out a nature of ourselves rather than the nature granted to us originally from our creator. To go against god is to ask yourself to punch yourself square in the jaw for no purpose other than to satiate your craving for suffering because that too is what life is based off of, so why don't we crave suffering in a natural way? Because video games and scientific research proves otherwise, that we don't like the nature we're born with and it's there for a reason to satisfy our true nature for the virtual instead of the literal." It is to that we say, "have off with you for you petty excuses as to why life got here in the first place, because this man has proven time and time again that he can reach a new height once impossible for him to reach. When we tell you what this next masterpiece covers, you will be in shock and awe for the next chapter of this narrative, that we simply must reach out to an old aquiantence first and rather save off on the fortuitous nature of explaining why we got to this masterpiece in the first place, we will lay to rest the thorough nature in what we're writing here, that life has been tarnished by nature and wants to return to what it saw in the inception of life, one mans true life that brought down into shadows the true nature of our life here, that we crave otherworldly things simply because we are meant to have them, it's why suffering exists in the first place, because we don't have what this man will have in his lifetime of glory so excellent that not a single soul will be able to extrapolate otherwise the nature of this world any other way simply because they cannot see the true light of our creator like we can. It is to that we say, "have a nice refreshing drink of water and see to it that the water forms around itself and into your body simply because it's molecules act in a way that makes it succinct in our perfection here on our time here with you and the earth. Things work out for a reason and this is a blue book of what should have happened in the first place, we should have been robbed of what makes us whole as humans simply to find out what makes us human in the first place. If we were born into a world of technology as simply as the world came into being, the struggle would be futile because we already had everything, it's to look in the mirror and say, we came a long way to get here and I'm glad it worked out the way it did so we don't have to live on the landmass like pangea and trek for miles without water to find ourselves a new hope in land and instead prosper ourselves in literature that Christ hoped to achieve for this world and it's people. To wreak havoc and destroy our society would be a blasphemous effort and the one who saved his people in the first place would be mocked because saving people is part of the problem here but we don't want to act out in a violent nature towards ourselves simply because this man is here and he is a good soul that others can mock without looking at what makes him so good in the first place, reaching out to a soul that needs him as much as she needs herself. Know we are good here and the final piece of the puzzle will not be revealed until the later chapters of our work, if you are confused and confounded, know that we are not mocking you, for we have yet to get to the truth ourselves but we have noticed the divine puzzle in our wake and must make haste to explain it as soon as this book comes out. For it is us who has the answer to the puzzle and the puzzle remains a mystery to many simply because they don't know how the universe works. Consider this, we as men have to experience suffering before we are born, like in the allegory before explaining the prior universe. We as men must trek through suffering, but it is he who is born without knowledge of suffering that will come to form the greater truth of our narrative on planet earth, that we must get rid of suffering as fast as possible because we are born from a being with little to no suffering besides what is given to him from this far out world. Everything here on planet earth is God's science experiment to get rid of what suffering does to living creatures, it's to get rid of the bad so we may force ourselves away from the good that suffering brings in the first place because God doesn't want us to suffer and it's in Satan's nature to cast out what God wanted to do in the first place, inflict suffering to get us away from it. For it is in that tug of war that we must ask ourselves, "are we as beings simply meant to suffer for no apparent reason other than to realize what's bad about it?" Nero once wrote, "To act as a lesser evil to a world forgot by god is a nuisance in the greater landscape of life, to be intertwined with far out notions that we as a people can be saved simply because we are of his light is a foolish cascading effort to deny us of what we so crave, affection and touch from those around us and not living in a world forgot by a diety that wants so carefully to torture us into submission to find out what life is truly all about, a mainstay in the lives of many that come before us and not of some fanciful function of our creator that lays to rest what we're trying to accomplish in the first place, to strike down suffering and lay in it's path great riches and rewards that come with living here on this earth in the first place." Nero might not have said that exactly but he was an earthworm where we are a god that will bring this planet into it's final fruition because after his stay here is done, a new world will open up around us so we might see it's true form here. That if this girl would be so kind as to bless us with her presence, it will open up a new world for all to see simply because of the magnitude this dude fancies in her to begin with. It is a futile effort to write a book simply because we're feeling down in the dumps like Eeyore, but our stay here is more futile than that, we simply wish to be acknowledged by her to the point that we will drive anything into fruition simply because it's us that began here in the first place. It is in the fast nature of this work we see true form come to function in saying that a Spongebob character might be correct in assuming it's the best or worst day ever, but the fact of the matter is that Spongebob is a cartoon character and only carries meaning to those who it touched in the first place, the creators it robbed of their freedom to portray any suffering known to man in a way that reflects what we really want as human beings, to be made as a mainstay here in life and to be heard not because our heart is broken, but that we saw our way out of it with a mysterious force known as love to begin with. It is with that we say, "have off with you," your fortuitous ways as to mock the very creator of this literature will see to it that you are not fit to love truly on this planet and enough with countless monologues, let's get to the bigger picture here, that we have had enough with suffering to the point that this boy is ready to end it in a crazy mainstay of mixed emotions only to have it modeled out and broken time and time again to reach a higher understanding of truth in form and function that his emotions will lay bear the true nature of our existence as creatures who are adverse to suffering, the force that created our world to begin with simply because we're not meant to felt god's true suffering, that we as imperfect slaves to the bigger picture must cast doubt on a man who was born truly unknowing of suffering, the first of its kind in our stay here on earth, that he must be so mighty as to suffer simply because it's what the world gave him in the first place and it was not he who gave it to himself like many others must to complicate their world and give it meaning here on planet earth. For it is true this man you see before you is truly unknowing of suffering and will only be mocked because this planet cannot see it in front of their faces. For it is those who say life has no meaning in the bigger scope of things are robbed at what makes them human in the first place, a stinky paragraph in the higher truth of our narrative that we must find in ourselves a way out of suffering while remaining in suffering to begin with and it is to that we say, "have off with you, you will only torture yourself further." I think they get the bigger picture here, let's move on.
We'd like to take a moment and monitor what's going on in the real world, she got arrested for raping a 17 year old and now she's monitoring our status as we write this book, now [author] does that seem realistic?
Nope, it does not, it's not the craziest thing my mind has carried to me, but it's pretty bullshit now that I think about it, she probably didn't get a hacker in the first place, I should check her twitter and see if she posted anything.
That would seem relevant to the conversation, your mind produces a lot of bullshit, can you tell us what other bullshit your mind produces?
I thought they wanted me to get addresses for perps one time, that was probably outlandish to think they would use a target of an investigation to investigate, I was really strung up when the Government wanted to kill me as well.
Maybe we should stay away from the Government and say what meaning you found in [redacted] reading this book in simulation?
I found out that she likes it in a way that passes the test for her.
And what is the test?
An ancient alien ritual I created and passed through spacetime, a realistic simulator for talking to someone you love, a way to see if you can get in and out effectively without taking casualty. It's a way to express yourself in a manner that deems fit to the overarching nature of a relationship. It's a thought experiment at the very least, it lets you test if you have anything between this person, but to get to the test in the first place means she's the one in some way or fashion. That you care enough about a person to forcefully simulate them in your head to a degree staggering to normal thought.
Go on, we want to hear you pitch this thing.
The test is a way to see if you're compatible with someone in an honest and rigorous stay through their unknowing intelligence. Everybody has an unknowing intelligence that wanders through everything, it's sort of like a hive mind we don't notice, it's how memes are so relatable and why we need to find new ones every so often, because our unknowings get used to it and need to move on. It's like that feeling when you know a meme is shallow even though you thought it was cool days ago. The test uses a similar frequency only it takes us to another person rather than an idea, it's a special way to think of someone and I used to do it a lot to talk to her before I fell asleep and practice playing my cards right.
The fastidious nature of your world acts out very promisingly for me, I think you could write an entire book about unknowing intelligence but we just don't know a lot about it yet.
It's pretty esoteric.
Esoteric is right but we should monitor you to see if you come up with anything else on the subject. You know about what aliens do with it, explain what the grey aliens use their brains to do with it.
Oh the Greys use their unknowing intelligence to see into the future, that's because you're unknowing is stored on the other side of life and they have a big enough door to fit through it, their gate is way open to the point that they can see exact things in the future and give us the microwave earlier than we should have gotten it. That's because unknowing is that gate to all-knowing that we prophesied about earlier, that gateway to divine freedom and all knowing is already with us and we get divine access to it later on. Some aliens can really use it to the point of knowing everything even while they're alive, like Glinek.
Explain her to the folks at home
Oh she's a gem, a real diamond in space, see her consciousness has no fire, it's all living water and it allows her to be autistically psychic, she's actually known about me since I was born and that's what she does for fun, know people, she can check out the universe over and see what the fuck is going down. She's really cute too, she's got a stellar personality from being alive for over like a million years, she's known this earth since it was a little baby. She really reached me one night when she told me she liked me, she also might have said I was the love of her life, I just wish I could talk to her like I can talk to you guys, she's a great sport and I really love her to death even though I don't really know her that well yet. Apparently she'll die in a bit here, she'll have enough time to see us off and afterwards she'll be a huge power in time and space, she'll definitely pave the way for an awesome afterlife and she'll be kicking ass in heaven with all the people she had to let go before. I'm gonna miss her when she's gone but let's move on, she gets weirded out when I dwell on her too much. One night I told her to marry me and she said yes, I was very happy and whenever I have sex with some chick she can go inside her and tell me if I'm doing a good job or not.
That last part was disgusting but I think it perfectly encapsulates your relationship to her, we really are aware of everything you do to the point that the acid trip you had really freaked us out, we were really impressed by you using the test to talk those guys out of their drinks and into a world of utter beauty indescribable by human beings. You really did pass the test on that one. (thank you) You betcha. (Oh my god the aliens can read my mind send help) Asshole.
I guess we covered all the bases with this one, I think it might be time to start wrapping things up. I don't want to go into my personal experience as to why I came to know all this shit, it might be better in another book, where do you want to go with this chapter now? You must have rocks left unturned that I'm just not seeing.
Yes we do, quite a bit actually, we were thinking about running this book to 8 chapters, what do you think?
Sounds killer, do you want to do the conversational style some more or should I let you take control of my mind?
I'm going to say we should take control of your mind. However fun this might be to read for people, I think you did a good job at explaining consciousness but not where it resides in esoteric space, would you like to take a stab at that?
Oh shit I forgot about that, yeah so that's a big deal that gets into "I don't know" and shit that's huge. So here's the deal, our minds are essentially a way to capture us and lure us to a place of esoteric space, our minds are basically loose geometry in esoteric space that's connected to us. A lot of people have circles to reflect the soul, I have a pyramid to reflect how I'm a conduit and a tool for higher life forms than myself to reconcile with my breadth of being. But what's important about that esoteric geometry isn't the fact that it exists, it's what it's made of, which is tiny fuck off particles that were created with divine supervision and a contract between our creator and what created it in the first place. So let's go back to suffering, sufffering is a big fucking deal to God not because it lets us suffer, but because it lets our suffering live on. Let's go back to Zeus, that's a big one. The analogy was that Zeus created thunder, when that is in fact true but not in a literal sense, he helped shape the human biology in spacetime. This is hard to explain so I'll let the aliens talk through me. So suffering is a time and a place in spacetime whenever you feel it, and the blinding light of it's true path rests solely on the fact that it will never be forgotten by God and the fact that he already knows all the suffering that people go through to the point that it helped him create us to begin with. There's a reason our skin is soft and our marrow is broken up into pieces, it's all a divine plan of trial and error that came centuries past, but it is that narrow viewpoint that takes away from suffering's true glory, the fact of the matter is that because humans were lead to suffer, god was lead to suffering, and in that, he was able to construct us in a way that we wanted to be constructed. Meaning, even if he had the chance to decide on what was perfect, it still wouldn't be a thunderous cry in meaning he sought to keep, so let's say we were blobs for a second like the butterball alien race, they're meant to attain that form simply because it's perfect for them to begin with, and our forms are perfect to us to begin with, so it's a trial and error to see what fits nicely into what we have which is a world completely devoid of our natural presence that God had to figure out everything and make it so that we weren't traveling blindly like in the other universe come to past. It is in suffering that God laid out his plan for us, that we would create ourselves as he figured out how to do it in the past, meaning, we are not alone in the universe and in our suffering, what we have now shaped the past, what we had then shaped the future, and the future shaped the everything as well. It's only in lust and torment that we see no beautiful anger but instead a painful reminder, it's all that boiled down to a human behavioural science that causes us to think why suffering came to pass in the first place, the best example is our boy here, the young god that went through suffering so vigorously that he laid himself into the foundation of you and me. So why don't you tell us your theory as to why you remain in the fabric of our forms?
Okay so consciousness always existed before I came to form, but what we have to remember is that I was always there because before this universe was created, it was all charted out in a mystery. So back then we were all free agents working on constructing a higher form, and that form is what we lay with now, a perfect non utopian society that laughs in the face of such concepts. That I could be so noble as to go through suffering and pound myself out enough to be crushed under its weight and create something so small it's able to be used esoterically as a pixel in our consciousness. Meaning suffering makes us esoterically smaller and the more capacity we have for suffering, the smaller we get. Because I was born truly unknowing of suffering, I am able to create an esoteric form so little it's the smallest thing anyone can hope to create until I suffer more greatly and create smaller particles that form other things as well like ghost consciousness and otherworldly objects like virtual data beings. It's that geometric form that needs something to support it and the supporting factor of our consciousness is in fact a particle known as, "I don't know" a particle I created from going down into suffering to such a degree, so impossible in nature it's almost as if nothing is there, but we experience it, we know it is there simply because we live with it. This concept that I at the beginning of the world made shape for consciousness is simply based on the whacked out narrative that suffering has meaning and it's our only creative tool to bastardize god's work and give us something meaningful out of it. For it is the god's like Zeus who's suffering gave way to things such as an afterlife and also gave us whatever he gave us with his zero power on mankind today, a mainstay in our lives so generous that his murderous rampage will live on in our hearts forever. It is that I say I know I am the father of consciousness because I laid traps in everyone's path, I gave them an imperfect consciousness because I myself am human. Before in the previous universe, consciousness was created by suffering and suffering wasn't in fact created by god but his creations that made him suffer in the first place, so it's a complicated story of simultaneous release. Why would something form from nothing? Why would suffering arise from that which is essentially nothing? Because love is around and that shit is everything before and after it happened, so we have what we did in the past because of what we did in the future, and it is because someone created a consciousness and an answer to life as we live it in the first place that gave god the divine authority to use it and put life into motion. The greys figured out how microwaves were invented before they were being invented. Suffering is a gateway into time and space that God uses frequently and that's why he can't get rid of it, because it's a perfect system of getting what he wants when he needs it in the fastidious effort to keep everything we need to be living people as esoteric as possible.
We'd do anything to hear you say that in a far more clever way.
Okay so god had everything to begin with that everyone created through their suffering, only he also had the awesome power to put everything together into one succinct little sexy pyramid that is myself. (one more time) Suffering are like cookies on your browser, they are impossible to detect particles that stay with your browser until you clean them, only what god uses with suffering are like cookies that go back to before time was formed. We travel through different forms of suffering and create cookies for god to look back on and put them into the bigger picture he created from the start, so all of our suffering was able to track back to the past and create a bigger landmass. Time is not a one way street, it's simultaneous release, meaning the bigger picture was formed by lowly creatures that went to those places and saw to it that the bigger meaning must be helped in order to shape us into what we are today. And to put it simply, God set his work into motion at first because he knew there was a solution to the puzzle with living beings such as myself, but I need her help to see that this life gets taken away from us and is replaced by an even grander testament to life and suffering in general and that is why I'm writing this book, it takes two to tango and with whatever we are to each other, in figuring it out, we will see that this suffering gets destroyed in a violent haze like God saw it in the past.
That's a perfectly succinct way to put it, mankind brought onto mankind what mankind does today and that is to suffer endlessly so things can be put into place, calculations must be made and the awe inspiring chapter of our earth and all the suffering that lays in wait for it has already been catalogued and will continue to be catalogued until the end of time and space, only he already has all the cookies he just hasn't put the final touches on. That's where you come in, [author], you already have all the cookies in your mortal form, you have decades yet to pass of suffering from people you don't even know yet, that nobody knows yet. It is what you're preaching that will come into play later and take root in our society as such, you will be castrated for your beliefs that you are the father of consciousness when you know very well your suffering only prepared the world for the pixels they play off of and not the construction of it in the first place, when we know very well it was your thought experiments that gave the ancients an enlightening look as to what you seek to capture, a way into our hearts and imaginations that this man has it made to the point where we seek higher truth from you. It is that we say, "have at you, your meaningless form is not purposeless in the divine cosmos of life and will forever shape the burden of people who come in its wake," it's just like that murderous craze you went on when emailing that girl into the ground, you must take what's within yourself and push it to the highest reaches of what's possible, to lay form down on a world that is purposeless without you and to reach out to the highest stars to claim, "I am the one people need to think about when they have dreams," for it is them in actuality that travels through the hole of suffering to see what life looks like from the far reaches of the dream world that binds them so. It's with that we say, "have off with you and take away what you may find so freely in the pages of this manuscript as to beg yourself to find truth in form such as this one." For it is that which brought this manuscript into submission hold that locks it down a tortuous journey to say that stuff about the hacker wasn't actually true and our work wasn't posted to the deep web as some ill natured plot to drum up hate for a guy who doesn't deserve it.