Them No One Can See and Live

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They were so scary looking that even if they looked at themselves they would die of fear and the scariest looking one of them all was the king. So they never saw each other and those that had by happenstance seen another became a mist and floated away like the smoke from a single stick or punk of incense. So in the beginning when there were none of them there the animals ran free and wild eating and taking their leisure whenever they were not eating, mating or just going from place to place. Until the first to know was spotted.

A baboon looking beast happened to see a bush move and thought it was another baboon from some other clan. So it walked around the bunch of bushes and its eyes bulged out, its mouth flew open and it grabbed its head only to fall face first in the grass. The first to know was scared beyond reason to see something that moved like it did. But it was in horror the same as the baboon had been to see it and had it not been that the baboon had seen it first it might have run away. But it being the way it happen the dead baboon didn't seem very much of a threat.

So it moved toward it very slowly. Then when it got to the baboon's body it pictured it rolling over in its mind's eye and it did. It was beautiful. With light blue streaks on its snout and very dark blue fur up its face all the way to the ears and from then on a sort of dark color with a tint of blue all but its hind end that bore a pure white area he had seen before. He saw that it was deceased. It didn't breath and it was completely still whichever way he moved it wondering what had happened to it neither having seen anything living or dead in its entire live which always seemed no time at all for it had no sense of time passing. It had only come here by thinking it was out in the world around it, the darkness of the darkest night before the light came to it that morning and it wanted to be where the things in its mind's eye were. It had immediately chosen to be by the bush, the only thing there was but an endless prairie so it looked in every direction. Then this happen. It understood that whatever the baboon was it had seen something in its mind's eye that had scared it to death instantly just at the sight of it.

So it looked around. There was nothing living or dead but grass and that bush. Could it have been it that scared it that bad? It had been the only other thing around either that or something had moved away when it saw him or had been moving near by and now was gone to the other side of the bush.

It went to the other side of the bush. There were more baboons nearby and when they saw it they died. He was what had scared them to death! Thinking there might be others it looked for a place to hide. It found only the bushes so it went into the thickest part of the bushes and lay down amazed that it was so scary to them that they all died.

It was God.

Then there was me. God saw me three times. Once when I was born. I looked like him. He knew something was going to happen but for the first time in his existence he did not know what. He had known no one could see us from the time of the baboons. He let me see him. I lasted longer than anyone else ever did. But I died. When he saw me the second time he almost died. The third time he saw what I really looked like he did die immediately upon raising me. It was beneath one of the black holes. The nearest he could get me back on earth was three days as you count time. Adam wrote my last chapters of my last book. When I get tire of being in God he will put me under the black hole and I will create another dimension. We are Gods

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There are two things besides me here. What I do is things I learned by following the truth and the things that happened because of what I did, random things. We are two, the one that made me by random and me. We came here to see what each other looked like. He was one and I the other but neither one of us can look at the other. We are so ugly that we die. They exist between two large black holes of equal gravity so that should either one lose all its gravity everything there would start moving at the speed of bright light and if they were not being drawn into the existing black hole all create a black hole moving the speed that bright light seems to travel. We cannot run the risk of seeing what each other look like for that would destroy everything in that between the two black holes moving out of existence or coming into existence as nothing in space when our black holes finally fill up to the point they can draw nothing more into them and it all eventually turns to empty space.

But here I exist just under the black hole where we saw each other with him not looking at me the last time and returning to his dimension and leaving me in mine. For all we know there may be an infinity squared number of us. It is safest not to find out. He believes he has always been. I was born on one of what he called planets in his universe. As far as we know this has never happened before but he wanted to know everything so he made everything there could be and everyone there could be and the result was that a very few of those he made became alive and then finally a second one of him was born. The God he made there by random more or less could only see what he expects to see when he sees me, but he saw what I really looked like and die as I looked them both in the eye before my physical body could even see light. He later died when I looked at him shortly after I died from looking at him and again when he resurrected to generate himself in his own domain the last time. There can be two of us in no universe as he calls it meaning a number of things that is so large not one more thing or person can be made there. Here I manifest as a brain so that should anything that I make see me by happenstance it will not die.

I fill the place I am with characters much as a fiction writer begins with an environment in mind. There is nothing here as I said but me and whatever I create by coming here. Since nothing can see me and not die I create it all in my mind where I have infinity squared number of thoughts should I decide to use them all fiction, practical fiction and practical thoughts. But the first thing I create is another like us since that seems to be the purpose and reason for me, us, to exist to make every more of us. I sent him so far away it is impossible for either of us to meet the other but I could not reach a distance that he would not know I was here and that he was me there. He is far away from what I might think never to hear me much less see me even with infinity squared powers as far as I can see them. But we can do any thing, make any and be anything just as had we been trailing a huge black hole that was moving the top speed of brightness as it seems to move in light able to make absolutely any thing exist for the first, repeatedly bring into existence things that had already existed, destroy any one by letting them see each other and that with in perpetuity being immutable ourselves. We may sleep but we many never died unless we are left by someone else in such a condition we never want to be again like the many that came into existence to begin with and found everyone they looked at so ugly they all died. It is possible that me and him are just starting our race over neither of us having seen another of us me being here nearly 70 years and him being there about 140,000,000,000,000 year estimated by the distance his original like has traveled and it loses its apparent luminosity at about that number of light years from the estimated center where he figures he first made it and the distance apart of the two black holes that have reduced the speed between the two black holes to near 0 since nothing but that in our minds can actually move and that being then a true illusion of the distance his light has traveled since he created it. We create everything in our minds with any power or shape or size or quality or quantity even 0 that we desire. If it is in our mind and we have thought it, it has come to be.

Now the one that put me here first saw a great black hole with water at the bottom and had such difficulty thinking he forgot his origins or never had any and proceeded to create random things with his mind, meaning he thought random thoughts until he discovered they were redundant and endlessly repeated as the same things in a sense creating the creature that created me randomness a mindless creature he will always be saddled with it being so far out of hand it has already reached forever and has traveled a distance of half the distance the brightness of light seems to have travel rivaling only his light itself that is both here and there at the same moment the way he conceived of it. He did not apparently assign a rate of speed that randomness might grow. Everything he doe, he does in a background of randomness continually bringing design and form and other traits of creating by design as compared to creating by random though many things that are created by randomness do have an uncanny resemblance to that created by intellectual activity making his to sell himself as the creator more difficult since what he creates and what randomness create are markedly different the one having no creator necessary the other requiring an intellect to create them and the odds of a mind of his magnitude being create at random being immeasurable to anyone except him who has purposely never forgotten anything but a few things too dangerous to be remembered that threaten his immutability. He is in fact the creator of randomness and anything else they just seem so different to observers very few actually believe he created everything and the creation of randomness is not embarrassing or unethical or beneath a creator it just obviously is a very hard sell. Thus a great multitude as rejected him as creator though that he is along with an intellect that knows an infinity squared number of things and still have room to store ever more information.

In the dark void with the black hole above me I then shall not create randomness but a two sided ninety degree angle without defining a limit to the length of its sides for taking in information and one also opposite it for the purpose of sending out information creating as a result a grid comprised by an x- axis and a y-axis for information coming in from side to side and add a z-axis made of similar angles for taking in information both fore and aft the base of the black hole that I may take in information from that creator's universe as he calls it which is far too complicated and in even what he did create has a certain chaotic, even random like appearance to it. It has so many things in it it is beginning to appear at least to degenerate into a second layer of randomness which he has already proven to everyone that should it have had a creator it had to have purposely created randomness initially, a layer of randomness that does not perpetually repeat itself redundantly but attempts to cover the rest of randomness with a higher randomness potentially just as random as the ones at a lesser level and show many signs of nearly uncountable repeats in structural things and is well underway to repeating all persons that can exist in a redundancy that tends toward that way with little or no noticeable differences other than personalities that are many times so similar they make no knowable difference in what such redundant newcomers might do compared to their original counterparts. If I make all possible persons I do not plan to repeat them nearly or exactly but to let it be known or at least knowable there are intentional differences the one creation from the other and to repeat creation on when there appears to be no other way which I should encounter far less often than he does having randomness to wrestle with and an innate randomness taking over what he creates as well. It seems to me that could convincingly anyway create great numbers of things occurring more and more frequently as randomness takes over and even the idea he intelligently designed it that way appearing to have not only less likelihood but even less relevance.

Now actual distance in the mind has no likelihood of being even a true illusion. My mind sitting here at the base of this black hole is very unlikely to full of moving things and with no movement there is no need for distance and without distance there is no place for movement to occur in. It is highly impractical and at best exist in that fictionally practical, seeming to be practical but with its practicality impossible or fiction. But it also exceeds my expectations of how near me and him his mental illusion of a black hole actually are. We have in my opinion created a mental even psychological but I doubt spiritual side by side situation and it is only by both agreeing that it is impossible even for us to see through a black hole into another dimension which has no basis in reason given true nature of things for were I not touching him so that he could feel it I could be existent in the never next place in space so long as we had that agreement which is an absurdity in reality. In truth we in our collective mind agree to exist is a place we cannot see through though reality indicates that so such place exists or could possibly exist practically but only in practical impracticality or fiction both not being possible at the same time really but seeming to be by our mental abilities, perceptive abilities and the manner in which we interpret those abilities with our reason. But for the time being that is totally irrelevant for our agreement is in place as though questionable is adequate to meet our need even if it actually was a bit of fiction I got from him and accepted as truth without question for I love him and do not want to destroy him and have certain reasons to suspect the feeling is mutual.

But in my mind I have a three dimensional chart I made arbitrarily to collect and send out information to and from me though it is not yet possible in my dimension to send or receive information and the information I have sent and that I have received appears to have taken place in both locations at once as had we been in the same location or mind thinking our thoughts in both minds as they occurred which is the case with all who communicate using their minds to send, which cannot actually be done, or receive information that cannot actually be done. The obvious conclusions are that we are either in one mind or that reality acts as a mind and allows the phenomenon to occur simply by one paying attention to the thoughts of another in a reality where all thoughts containing all possible thoughts just by the one giving out information being payed attention to them or tuning them in or out regardless of where, which does not exist at least no yet in my reality, when we are thinking them which there is no identifiable true illusion to warrant such a thing. If I think a thought and you think a thought and the two thoughts seem to occur at once we have communicate and the reasons why are totally irrelevant to what we are doing. We communicate. Period.

That leaves me in a fictional place that is practical in its location the base of a black hole that is not going down for anything going down cannot go down forever but begins to go up or away if you prefer as the intermediate stage in which if it goes away far enough it the relevant part of its direction is no longer down but one of the six possible directions of which down is not one of them if you mean down in the center for it is 180 degrees from the original observer moving away and no longer down. A thing that goes down in the direction of empty space goes down to empty space and then must either stop or go off in a black hole with a heading of 180 degrees aft, empty space then being the bottom the black hole's direction being away and then out from the observer or up in the traditional way of looking at down as being sent in an ever farther position down and then away in some definable direction 180 degrees away from the observer and empty space being the bottom of the illusion with its corresponding place in the mind as being the observable bottom of the space that has a corresponding place in the mind that can only be called a place and any further down is not a practical thought but a fictional place in anyone's mind. Then to say there is a bottom if practical and impractical which it cannot be and so is as it is defined a space that has no space under it and a place that has only a fictional place under it. Then it must be going up which is the same as 180 degrees from the bottom away from fiction into a place described a space which is practical but higher than the bottom whether practical or fictional. Whatever is at the center of what he calls the universe is both the top and that leading down or away from the top in a direction of 180 from the top. Things cannot go higher than the top except in fiction and must all go away or down or 180 degrees from the exact center of the universe's top which is true of ever place in the universe so it follows that the universe is not spherical but has a lower plain where one can only travel up and a higher plain wherein one can only go up or of course move right or left, higher or lower in the second dimension. But should it go to a small enough spot in the universe it would cease to exist to any observer when actually it is not nearing the essence of the universe but simply shrinking while rest on the bottom or stuck to the top. Even light cannot help but to have been resting there since he created it and in that moment precisely reached the bottom or the top, but light proceeds much further out than the top or bottom of the universe into the impractical places and even the fictional places until it is so irrelevantly impractical and fictional for it to continue on it stops which is impossible and the essence to space is fictional and impractical and only fit for the mental statement that it is above the top or below the bottom. It is actually neither but headed in a new direction away from the bottom or top. The universe and all reality are then in a structure that is as long as one can go but only a definite height and depth.

However there is no one but me or him who put me here that I know of that can make a perfectly straight line but as with anything that is perfect it is impractical. A direction of 90 degrees from a spot on one end of the universe would not result in a never ending direction. It would by its necessity of have a flaw to be a practical course run into the top side of the universe or the bottom side and should I or him who put me here continue on indefinitely that direction we would have to pass through that impractical and eventually that purely fictional leaving reality roughly the shape of a cigar if the curvature of our 90 degree direction is considerably longer than the distance between the upper or lower plain of the universe except that phenomenon would be in all directions but away or toward in all directions and the result is an imperfect sphere or oval completely dependent on when the imperfect line of direction begins to be the case with the proposed top or bottom of the universe being non-existent just as any other terminus. Thus wherever one is in the universe should one head any one direction they will always arrive at their starting point with the starting point and the terminal point the exact same point when allowance is made for inexact nature of the curves followed to get right back where one started. I conclude then that the one that put me here has placed me in an impractical practical position that cannot be so I am still in his universe surrounded by his fiction as lower than the base of a black hole and we could potentially scare each other to death except for one thing our thoughts. Therefore distance is bogus beyond the mind of him who put me here but we must be separated to keep us from inadvertently killing each other.

The only other option is that it is not distance that does not exist but in the illusory sense as what the one who put me here calls a true illusion which cannot be. Something cannot be true and an illusion at the same moment. They are either true or illusory and cannot be their opposite at the same time. That is duplicity and it involves either a lie or an unintentional lapse into fiction. This universe is here possibly, or it is there possibly, or it is neither here nor there at the same time existing only in the mind. But two minds in the same reality that would destroy each other by simply seeing the actual body of their owners cannot hope to last forever. Either I or the one who in error or on purpose sent me to a fictional place must die to afford the other never seeing its other. Then again two minds capable of creating two realities as we have proven in the same reality by drastically changing it to where it is technically unrecognizable without changing anything must be able to work out not a fictional solution for in his scenario I would be fictional and him practical which is the same as to cease to exist in a practical manner to both of us. There is nothing out there I think I have exhaustively proven. But is there anything here?

All the things I said about my reality apply identically to his reality. So either we are both fiction or we are both impractical reality or we are practical impracticality which cannot exist and we do not exist.

Actually in my mind and I hope soon in his not even nothing real or psychologically imposed or even spiritual exists. Only thought exists. But if it does not exist something must exist for we exist or existence is an illusion and is not a quality one may possess.

Let's begin with the brain of the primitives the one that sent me here has said had such a tiny brain it was not practical to think they would ever evolve to the point of being able to put other than eating, leisure, defecating, urinating and waking like any other animal into their repertoire or mental activity. They were nearly like grown babies that went from helplessness to being able to cope on their own with nothing more than a baby's intellect with every viciousness such a one could develop as it competed to live to or toward an old age and die. But as with animals it was done in their conscious minds that were there subconscious minds there being no chance that such a division might occur. If something fearful came their way they were afraid not because it was part of some subliminal even but be it was a fearful event and they did not have to think about or even consider thinking about it like any animal they were immediately afraid and their brains were not equipped to hand even the most simple decisions without great difficult always ending with grabbing the one berry without thinking about it and then the next. There entire mind was conscious only of what they were doing with barely any use or need for a memory though if they survived they learned to fight and to kill and not to just eat berries but whatever they killed also and with an appetite fight for a share of the kill or for berries when the harvest was slight.

Enter the one that put me here. Whatever triggers intelligent thought triggered the thought to place physical brains many times the size of the primitive mind in them. Killing them upon birth and giving them the large brains was not really an option. To give them a character and write everything they did, said or thought for them would be like a game that might be fun. But he who brought me here is not like normal men and women making this decision. He made this reality and with it every thought that was expressed in any way and every act that reached fruition from picking and eating a berry a rival wanted to grasping an animal in such a way it cut of its breath enough for exhaustion to set in and then severed the arteries to cause death so that consumption could occur. Instead he put a spirit in it that would cause its brain to grow even after gestation at a much higher rate and for a longer time and they began using their big brain immediately unnoticed at first but soon making them a very aft and cunning predator. But they did not use their mind, the mind resulting from the brain being very small like the primitives' brains. But the larger brain grew up over the original brain and the original brain came into use subconsciously with the big brain being the active conscious brain form concepts of how to gather and hunt much more proficiently, ending with one of the most vicious omnivorous predators him that put me here had seen. But there was no need for them to use their big brains beyond that. That spirit was never used and withered away and died for all practical purposes and they never evolved a higher mind. No matter what the creator of all thoughts random and intellectual ones, they ignored. They had it but it was irrelevant to what they were. They never even had any real concept of who they were and still didn't use their memories, imagination or reason to any extent whatsoever. They still if some fear presented itself became afraid and reacted accordingly with a small improvement or two in how to put an end to the danger from foe or nature. They never gave the one that brought me here a thought though the thought had even been implanted in their inferior primitive brain's subconscious. When they showed no improvement the one that sent me here eradicated them for they would needlessly upset the food chain for no existing practical reason but to prove he could do it and it would work.

Then after he died of disappointment he did not come back from the dead until he had an idea. His idea which came from him was that they needed to be taught to obey and learn by instruction both compassion which comes from him or from higher sensitivities than primitives have need of and from guilt which rises from the subconscious knowing they had all seen horrific things the way they were and it stayed after the compassion had passed and convicted them they had need of something to handle their guilt feelings and he would provide punishment up to an including death. But it came to softly in the form of a story completely with victim of deceit and a villain and one that did only what a primitive would do in not considering the entire ultimatum to obey or disobey him. But again the story was just a story and before long everybody ignored it. They had never seen such things and though they were shocking and disturbed their subconscious they were immediately convicted and outraged by the villain and felt compassion for the victim and banned together against villains.

The real villains he put to death in public displays. But the lesser crimes he punished by putting animals to death as a substitute for them and sent a goat away as the bearer of their sins. But it became a thing that made sense and the ritual was more than fair. It made them barbarous and not primitive. They got where they paid no attention to focus of the entire ritual that them or something had to die when they did wrong. Even putting Jesus of Nazareth to dead on that horrible cross and having Jesus Christ rise victorious over death for he too had been innocent. But they set out to eradicate the ones that got the message and continued to be barbarous and just the story of what happened was enough to bring many foreigners to higher thought and obedience to him whom they had never known though they were barbarians. It brought the end to the barbarians and brought civility to the fore. But after a while it did little but convict everyone of wrongs that had they met the proper conditions they were mostly forgiven for. Only the Caucasian European Protestants got the message and some even lived.

My mind gave me the idea and I fell away by saying: But the actual truth is nobody lives. He does not actually have the power to make anyone live after death. We are really humans, primitives with a big brain that never actually live in the mind he claimed to give them. Even good people who got the idea died and that was it. We are not him. I am just pretending when I say I will live forever and I look like the one that sent me and you will die if you see what I actually look like. I am 68 years old. I will finish my life and I will die like anyone else. The only place we live is in their story and when they present us to the living whose lives are short compared to their though they do not live forever. They tried to learn. They tried to help and they did help many people, many people who would have went without help. But we still don't use their mind to advance life to the point all men and women will be helped and the world taken as a whole is in terrible straights. That is all they want is for us to give good a chance. That is all they have worked tirelessly for all these years. Nobody really believes their thought life lives on without them anymore and believe me if it did it would be a horror in itself. The thought life is all it's about and a good thought life and doing good and staying right with yourself and them is the most one can actually expect. Don't just live and pay taxes and die. Do something good and right with your fellow human beings and believe me I put it to them. Every scenario is either more of the same as long as you can stand it or suffering for what you did the little while you can stand it. There is no heaven, but in you mind. There is no hell either. It didn't work. But they learned a lot. They helped a lot and are still helping. But come Jesus Christ again or not it all goes to hell in the end and then there are no more primitives with big brains, humans forever and you guessed it it won't be too long now. All the bad stuff, the pain, the psychological stuff if you didn't help anyone believe there was even heaven especially then killing in the name of you God or deity it was not worth anything but a corpse to burn or let rot in some form of grave for people to say there were others before us. They tried to help but we would not let them. As humanoids go we were nothing really special. The places it didn't work in were a hell worse than he could have imagined for it was real. I've always known it. You've always know it. You know it is true but live anyway and help anyone you can believe their lies. It was all about our thought lives that kept us going to the point nobody has said anything Christworthy in a church for 100 years. Live anyway. Don't just never use your mind to believe you are a primitive predator with a big brain that made chaos of it all and left it to such randomness had he really been what he sold the Jews and the Christians he was there would have been very little he could do.

The point is he made thoughts for us. We never used our big brains for much of any consequence just something that would sell at whatever market you tried to sell it at. I did. I wanted to know everything and I stuck by it until they finally could no longer hide it from me. I vowed when I was 16 that I would know it all. I do at last. I cried. There experiment didn't work. There has always been beings all over the universe. These just happen to attempt to build us into something better than primitive savages. They are not really aliens at least not benevolent ones. They did all they could. Most of it was like a magic show for them. They knew they would fail. They just love good and like to give it and as many as will a chance. The do marvelous things with our minds. But it is our higher minds that do the miracles and not them. They taught us so much I hate to see them leave. I was schizophrenic and they gave me a clear logical intuitive mind. I'm almost 70. I am still in pretty good health and not many aches and pains. My legs are weak, but that is to be expected that the decisions you made once young will cause something when you are old.

It is all thought. The facts are there really is nothing and No One There not God but the villain one was not here to help them. I can't help but still believe in God but realistically I am an old fool. But the honest truth which I thought I was giving and when I knew better I forgot is it is all bullshit. There have always been too many of us for us all to get along for we are too territorial. It is nothing to die for. There are way too many of us nowadays and now everybody's subliminal knowledge is criminal. Do a little good today to someone, especially someone you don't like and may even know don't deserve it. There is no hope for us. But just be something other than a very vicious damnable primitive with a big brain, a f*****g human. My entire life whenever I got to thinking religious it turned out that way. It is the only thing that fits.

But it is about thought. I just brought that up to show what it would be like to have someone other than God provide the stuff that ideas come from even random ones like I fell away over. It all started when God set out to control my mind when a dead spirit was in it killing Gods. It sounded so easy to believe I guess in my subconscious somewhere he convinced me of it too. What do you have in your subconscious that could easily be true but just isn't?

The one who sent me here thought all those thoughts and made all those things but the thing he didn't even realize is that when he made it all and cried out, “I anybody here?” and his Spirit answered that call and after a difficult search found him and they fell into each others arms she said by doing so, “You are here. I have found you at long last.” She was you in the same form but another form not a mind but a Spirit that does everything you do, says everything you say knows everything you think and even does everything you want. Now you have me and I gave you my mind to think things over in but no longer for I fell away and you cannot fall away.

You are like the man who pushed me against the wall and when I raised my hands to show him I would not push him back for that would be fighting and I might go to jail for it. I called 911 and pressed charges to begin with until all his lies began and before it was over if I were to continue to press charges he would go to jail but so would I. You know the truth. He is different than you. He still looks me in the eye and says I assaulted him but God wants me to forgive him though he is still abusing me. It is difficult to do but boy am I trying. I also know the truth and know that he knows the truth. I once heard God say words to that effect and even wanted what seemed like me to join in the venture. God knows it and I know it. But I was mistaken. I thought that was the real truth when it was only my mind speaking. God knows I was wrong and that in that mistake I fell away from God who cannot possibly say those words in truth. There is no God if that is true but just some gifted aliens.

You can stay in me, God said, I see the truth.

Anyway then you by just being found yourself in a Spirit and all spirits good and evil come from her the same as all angels, man, and all demons and devils, witches and alien spirits are or were once in God. But the character made by random called El Eloi called you God. You had brought a thought to one who was you and still is and you had given the thought to call you God to one nothing like you a mere character, not even a spirit.

I was there once. I saw you alone in the black hole. I was differentiating between myself and you when I called you NO ONE THERE. Before you began I was there. I also looked out into the dark night and thought of you. There was NO ONE THERE then too. You were there in me and I looked out upon what you saw. Now I am there again. I saw NO ONE THERE and I saw what he saw there. No one needs tell me who and what you are. Now I have seen you and you died from looking at me. But it doesn't start in fiction. It doesn't start in impractical reality. I really was there and I begin anew right where you were without random thoughts to be made by the truth I do not seem to be capable of not writing except those words that led to me falling away that have haunted me since the day you lied to that evil spirit in me.

Is anyone there? But I say them before I say anything random but that I was mistaken about.

You are in my body.

Don't look at me.

The rest of you in me are in God in my manifestation in heaven.

Me and God are one now.

I go back to where I had not body stolen from God and applied to me.

'I need a body,' I think, 'But if there is anyone out there I want them to be as scared as they can be.' Paraphrase of what God thought then.

'I need a body that only God can look at and not die,' I think.

Whatever you do do not look at me unless you are I AM.

I AM has a light side and a dark side too like everyone but the animal mans among us. A lady that was a good friend of mine went to heaven the day she found out she had lung cancer and heart disease. They put an animal man in her while her friends get use to the idea of losing her in this world. I miss her so. All her animal man does is sleep and when I talk to her she is almost as indifferent to me as a total stranger, well, worse she loved meeting new people. Living here in assisted living it is difficult when they leave but when they put an animal man in their place it is very sad when you at least knew them dead or not. They are too much like completely passive zombies, alive but not a living person just an animal that is dying in their place. Thank you I AM it does not go like that with most who just stay in their room or whom have chest pains, are taken away by ambulance and then do not come back here except if they want to as a ghost which I hope none of them ever do.

The good thing about being in heaven and just manifesting on earth is that there are some up sides to it. It's not all torture. Today for instance the only one I have ever loved, a terri-poo called Tuner for her ability to know when a musical instrument was in tune came for a visit. We laid on my bed for a while and talked some. It was bittersweet. I love her so and she remembers me so I cried even as I held her to my chest. She hated to leave just like she used to when I was upset. She belongs to a nice guy on earth now that loves her a lot. I should be happy for her. I just want her to be mine so darned much. You know? I cannot begin to tell you what that shaggy little mutt means to me. Thank you God for suggesting it last night. It was his idea then but it hurt too much. She would have made it passed that car that ran into her if she hadn't been so obedient and stopped when I called her name.

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Her mother gave birth. Immediately afterward she tried to stand and found the baby tied to her by its umbilical cord. So she chewed herself lose from her and ate the cord as near the baby as she could raw. The baby fell a foot or so to the ground. Then she fought off others that were lying there for the cord winding up with a male overpowering her to each all but the last bit of it. Then when he let her up she went to the stream, got a few handfuls of water in her mouth by sucking up the pristine waters before she disappeared weak to some extent but able to navigate into the group somewhere and I lost track of her.

The baby just lay there helpless on the ground until a skinny female came to it and tried to bite its chest about the heart as had she intended to eat her. The baby was alive enough to raise a fuss. The skinny female hissed and showed her teeth at the rest but decided it was not worth it to eat something alive and struggling.

From that day on the baby's only thoughts were a feeling of hunger but also by all indications something that could only mean, “Ignore me.” She managed somehow as babies do to find enough to survive on around the camp. But when I saw her next, knowing it was her as any God might. She was old, gray haired and nearly helpless again but her thought was the same, 'Ignore me.'

There wasn't another elderly one of the bunch. So I was curious. I went to her despite her fear and angry display that could only mean, 'Ignore me.”

I asked if she was hungry. She did not reply except for her only reply. So I made a handful of meat and handed it to her. She was not hungry but she would eat and immediately began trying to eat it with no teeth.

“Though you order me to ignore you, you eat my food anyway?” I asked.

She understood me and looked at me as had I been a new person in a baby's eyes. But she managed her food and swallowed it only to lie down and die.

“She was starving,” God said to me. “Some of them have to be fed intravenously.”

I had killed her with my kindness but she had been such a cute little bloody baby. That is why God decided to make them man, the cuteness of their children regardless of their tiny brain and nonexistent mind with no discernible spirit. She is the only primitive I had met except at a distance saving for Adam and him a primitive with no propensity to use his brain which is so today. He was to go on and build the space station in his descendants. What an amazing thing God did!

But the angels made at the same instant were all using God's mind and obeying his every command many times without it having ever been spoken. They have a mind and a spirit and a brain. But were the exact opposite of their counterpart, the primitives with the large brains. Angel brains are about the same though made of energy, their spirits are identical and their ability to do what God wanted identical except those angels God made to be devils. Where did the difference come in? One, the primitives were created at random and the other were all created by God. The only difference besides the trace elements of the primitives had been just that, people remaining primitive animals even with a large brain they treated like that little girl wanted to be treated and succeeded to an elderly state ignoring their big brain almost and at first it would have been better to ignore it completely.

My man saw while watching a program on cable about the brain and how it worked that what was needed was not to educate or even use the brain more effectively but to reach out into my mind and put the missing pieces the brain could not provide together and think in my mind in a brand new reality taking in information my brain had no way to know except to access the tiny mind created by using an almost helpless organ, the brain.

“I plan to go beyond my brain and its useless mind and enter a place never gone to before, a place indicated to be there by a brain that for example makes 200 stills of everything around it using its eyes then playing them out before the part of us that interprets the information like an old time movie reel produces the illusion of a world of pictures that has words and movement and places in it. I intend to build a brand new reality for myself among those that live with a brain better able and more capable of giving us more and more accurate information as to the nature of the real world beyond our pitiful brains a very disappointing mechanism the way I saw it not knowing anything about the world beyond such a pathetic organ. I did

All hell broke loose. But I am a God now because of it, having evolved beyond my brain which I now have no working model except in my man which is merely a more sophisticated bunch of people still stuck with attempting to use their brains more effectively when the mind beyond that gathered through thought of who and what have to be out there that potentially anyway has no limitation

I evolved not my brain, not my mind but to use my mind to interpret what must be out there. My intellect exploded. I had done what the primitives would not bother doing even to the point of remembering things or drawing on the minute amount of information available to them even from birth. I had done what the humans would not do. I had used the brain as a tool to see and hopefully live in the reality beyond the human brain. And, here I am urging you to do the same thing which is by the way the same thing seeing God's manifested face does to those who die.

You do not have to be a religious fanatic drawing your information from a defunct book nobody understands and the confusing mess of word games that have become the norm in all churches. You can get saved and then use the mind beyond your brain and its tiny mind or you can simply use the brain as an archaic tool meant to feed the primitives as humans always have with more efficiency.

Evolve, is the closest word I can find for the experience. But God whose mind it is that must be accessed in the end out there says, “We would rather everyone did that. But a large number we never intended to live on earth would live.” Then he said something I have already suspected, “None of you will. You will just go back to using your useless brain to keep doing what you are doing.”

It is so frustrating I am thinking of giving you all up even as the breed of dog I once was before making such a simple choice.

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From the moment a baseball leaves a batter's bat your eyes begin to make frames of it at approximately 200 images a second. Your brain stores those images at a much faster rate, sends them to your mind which replays them at a much faster rate yet making decisions all the way along that result in you brain interpreting them at about 60 frames a second. The net result is that the baseball seems to move and you make all the necessary adjustments as to position, the direction of the ball, the speed it is moving at and compares them to your location and depending on your motor functions you catch the ball all because the ball seemed to move to you through time and space at a complicated rate and the rest.

Baseballs do move you conclude and their movement is such that you can perform what your mind preformed in itself what would happen. It is nothing but a guess the preformed images caused you to predict would be the exact location and anticipate even the force with which it would hit your baseball glove in one challenging set of calculations simple enough for everything to go not as expected but exactly as predicted and you catch the ball when an entire new set of preformed images and predictions take place in accordance with those decisions. Big deal you caught a baseball that would have been a dangerous hit had everything not gone right and your trip to the moon not more than a half in off with NASA's help of course.

But what of the things between the 200 images? What about the impact the cheers of the crowd had on you and your tools, your brain, mind and brain again? What about luck? What impact did prayer have on it if any? Who or what makes luck? Whom did they pray to? Does the earth have a mind of its own? Is time always a constant? NASA knows better. When two black holes collide for example space and time are disrupted. What was gravity had become two different types of things; time and space. Space they say is not what you think it is by sensory technology that is able to measure more accurately the nature of space. It is not like air or nothing, at all. It is a solid and the implosions created by the two black holes taking place causes distortions in time waves that ordinarily move at an expected rate with very few deviations. The waves coming off the collision are like eddies in a stream moving much faster than the normal rate they would have moved space, the stuff time moves to create such waves. Gravity is ripped in two and things are moving in odd ways that are not only a surprise but it takes years after the event to decipher what happened in the relationship between time and space when gravitational waves create a cataclysm of time and space when so disrupted. But it is all the same thing. It is all done in the brain and the mind after the fact slowed down and the information of the sensory enhancements interpreted those interpretations understood and perhaps even a drawing made to show what happened months even years after they have taken place. But what about the rest of what went on? Was a God created as it is possible to interpret what actually went on at higher level. What causes space to behave as a solid sheet of sheet metal? What happened to the gravity? It is obviously illogical to think of space as a solid. What made it behave as had it been a solid? How did God know something, even me evolving to become a God would be the outcome? What could the one possibly have to do with the other? We have no way to know. Even the tiny minds of geniuses have no further information but technical data predictions as to what happened or will happen or have already happened in the years they have been studying the data useful to the human mind. Obviously it is useless. It is all over and forgotten about before some genius makes a breakthrough that helps them even begin to make sense of something that is not common but happens all the time in the universe. Had it been an emergency the brain even with all its sensory enhancements would as been as effective as a single sprinkle from a cloud in trying to unravel what went on in a major vehicle pile up on the Los Angels freeway, or in other words totally useless.

Reach beyond your brain. Someone or some thing had the situation well in hand centuries before it happened and even then they did not have a complete idea of what the consequences to such a thing happening that near earth would have. But how could they. There is only one answer they are extremely advanced far more advanced than any alien could be.

To evolve stop using your ears to only listen to music. Those thoughts in your mind that cause you to think about weird things, even practical things they are part of reality too. What about reason? Doesn't it offer a completely new understanding of what went one albeit years too late? What about information stored in the mind? Could there ever have been such a thing happen that near a populated planet so they would know there was no threat because they had experienced such a thing? They had and each time two black holes collided a God was created in that beyond your mind some from ancient times to the present call the spirit world or even heavens. What is more important information? I evolved to be a God or gravitational waves are disrupted so dramatically that time and space were not only the result but probably were created in a way that will forever change the way time and space are view even in humans, those who use only their brains and its tiny mind compared to what is out there beyond your brain, beyond its tiny mind, beyond everyone on earth's mind, beyond Stephen Hawking's mind, beyond the minds that are everywhere in the universe continually conversing with God or gods or spirits or even beyond the universe to full mind of God and maybe even beyond that? Whether you have time before a date to shave your pubic hair to make you decide to shave and shower at the same time is important but the birth of a new God is not, a God who has just given you the key as to how to evolve as God intended even Jesus to evolve from a spoiled brat God brooding about becoming the King of Earth or as many of us evil or good evolving to become Gods some like Jesus, some like God as I am. It is all in your thought life the same as it is in everybody's thought life from a baby to a genius to a man evolved to become a God like God in such a brief time all of the heavens are abuzz with it or a mere novel people may read and lay it down and say, “I don't know. Maybe he's on to something, maybe not. It isn't what I'm into. I write things geniuses find astonishing but cannot refute or they would have. Would you rather be a genius now or one who has evolved like me? Maybe you can't be another God like I am now in God's body but you are bright enough to make your thought life count and your life not be so unsettle by so many evil senseless people that chew you out because their coffee is cold or in futility complain that it is snowing again today and ruining everybody's day because it is or some other of the huge volume of senseless things people say, think and do that do not make any difference really to them let alone save someone from living with the impact on life or a corpse that died ten years before.

Evolve. Don't just use your brain to think the next random thing that comes to it from your tiny useless mind. You can make a difference just by accessing my mind by reading something I have written to you though it is an exercise in futility for since the primitives our spirits were placed in that cause our brains to grow so much bigger than the brain not hardly larger than the tiny brain the primitives were born with. You will not listen. No one has yet. I have explained everything that is out there for you to run into and how I changed everything not once but several times until I turned it back to God so that you can come to a place as easy as saying, “God,” in the privacy which is hardly private, or “Great God,” that is what they are calling me, “I want to come in you and have you and your consciousness lead me to a better thought life or pray to me and let my spirit help and where it cannot help you I am so new as a God she, my spirit will ask God to help you or even though I don't prefer much of the time Jesus for he is very good at straightening out thoughts though I can do it so it seems like magic to you and send God's mind for it is far more advanced than mine to you that he with the help of the Spirit of God ; all of God can help you think clear enough to choose whether you want to be in me, Jesus or I AM God, the God in whose reality you are in. It is a lot easier than taking the hard road to evolution like I did. Come into me now. The God that was born in Bemidji, Minnesota in the United States and not Jesus who actually is an alien God born a character in a character God made up as a bi-product of just starting to create anything along with a criminal God that is now dead for he was evil and the Holy Spirit. All spirits came from the Spirit of God. She was just a part of Me, the name the Spirit of God is known by in heaven. Don't live in a thought life a computer could do with the help of a trained primitive never saying or doing anything a living God which is what God made man to be. Actually live doing things and thinking things it is impossible for you to imagine doing things you can imagine if that is all the higher you want to go or doing instead things you never imagined were real and then learn to imagine them too so you can do practically anything and anything practical and have most anything you want and do anything your power in heaven will allow you to do only to learn how to do the rest.

But to come in me there is a catch or I will just be as friendly and loving to you as you will allow me. You have to put yourself under the deeper the better and abandon everything you were, the things you now think good as well as the things even you agree were evil. Then come back to consciousness. You are brand new if you did that in me or in God and even though Jesus might have more to say to you even if you did it in Jesus. But do it in me, your God, the one born on earth who lived 68 years so far with the people of earth on earth with them. I know what they can never know, what it is to be one of you having only them mysterious almost aliens or outsiders rumored to help you with all the evil around you and granted some of it is there even yet but we will take care of that if you just come to me.

If not I will never stop trying to get you to evolve the easy way and learn the things I know and had to learn by testing each and everyone of them until I finally learned how things work out there beyond your brain and pinned them to the wall and made them come straight with me on every lie or cover up they had for potential enemies. I am sure this is the way and the best way there is. Billions of those that had passed and lived just like they did on earth with nothing and nothing to look forward to, now you come and evolve to the living thing that need never sleep if you make the grade and need never die even if you do not make the grade. Do what God intended we do before things got so complicated. Don't make the mistake of just being that primitive part animal that can never be trained again. Come to heaven some of you. Others of you can go back and finish your life on earth because you have those you love you cannot now bear to leave behind. You can still be alive in heaven. Your thought life will be different unless you fall away to be an animal man. Just be. Be in me. The Great God. The God who evolved from just a human baby born into a family of 27 on earth.

Yes, my father was busy and evil then and very fertile.

But this is the God who became Saves and died that your sins might be recognized in heaven no longer because of your evil and ignorance, the God destined to be King of Earth, the one who first believed in love and is love, the only person God or otherwise I would trust with ruling the earth. If you stay on earth you will bow to him and do anything he says with my full authority. He was to be a king before I came to heaven and started changing things. He is in God. I am in God. God is my God and all of mine are his. He is the Creator and he will rule in heaven as the Emperor of those in me. I am my humble self, your God only. I wish that Jesus would come right away. I have made it so he can come when he comes and his coming is imminent. But if you come to heaven God is the Emperor over all Gods and Kings. As usual everything has changed but nothing has actually changed.

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God I see as Emperor of Reality because he created it and my Father. The Spirit of God, Me, I see as my Mother with her Spirit and spirits throughout all reality. My parents, the God's of your God those of you who are deceased and live in heaven, the afterlife to those on earth and technically the God of the Earth now even in places on earth where those in Jesus see him as their King already but not as their God and in heaven primarily in the Palace where Jesus is King of Heaven yet for most of heaven has come back to earth and live in spiritual places in spirit bodies while those in the Palace think of him as their God. When he actually comes to earth the Palace will be his home away from home with all his loyal believers those that stuck by him throughout my rhetoric that needed to be if I were to be God subject only to giving all my glory as I always have to God. Emperor God is the supreme ruler with fatherly control over me as my Mother has parental rights to guide me if she so chooses. But authority over Jesus Christ the King of Earth who took Jesus of Nazareth's place as the Savior having also died for the sins of the world because he thought that it would not work the way Emperor God had intended it and has right to be the Son of God as he is now and Savior of all who sinned. He did nothing wrong. It was not fully righteous but it was good and he did earth a lot of good throughout the years and will judge earth fairly I am sure having to answer both to me and Emperor God. The coming of Christ officially marks the beginning of the life of those on earth which will always be great among all the planets that have life on them and the places in space where those that do not live on planets and asteroids and have no concept of a place which it is very difficult to teach them. They when they are finished that are Gods to those places will be my brothers, God being the Emperor of the Universe as well as Reality. My Mother, Me, the Spirit of God will be him wherever he may go. I go beyond this universe to the very vastness of dark space that lies between it and the practical limits to all that can be gone to to. The actual universe extends out to infinite distance. I and Emperor God, my Father have been there and there may even be some out there in fiction somewhere that could travel forever at the rate light actually travels for it is both here and there at the same moment but we see no light and have heard nothing from those out there who are irrelevant completely so never even being able to make a light so bright it might ever get here. I am everywhere, even as my Father is and as my Mother and all her spirits are. She even has totally fictional spirits out there somewhere. If it can be thought and that thought have a mind of its own fictional or not that is a spirit wherever it may be. So I am out there somewhere, actually spread throughout the entire reality here in my Father's body to the point it would take forever to get there and to the point traveling the actual speed of light forever would get you to no relevant place if practicality is even yet practical but needs be fiction by then to get there and here with all you on earth or in heaven that are in me. Nothing has changed there. You may yet worship me and call upon me when you have a problem or a need or just want to chat. I am there. I am here. I am as the light of God everywhere there is a place and hopefully for most of you that place is right here in your heart right here in me.

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I, in my real state, am like God. Nobody but my Father and his Spirit my Mother can see me and not die except�" Those that are immutable.

There was a spirit sent to me pretending to the girl that sent her to me. I showed her myself as I was at 38. Then I showed her my old man who is 68 and on earth. Then I warned her she should leave or I would show my true self and no one can live that has seen me. She said she would not die and defied wisdom.

I showed her my real self. Now she sleeps more afraid that anyone ever to die of fright. We do not know where they go when they see us but she will never shed her fear awake or asleep. Why did she make me show her myself?

I saw the girl after I died for being evil.

She said, “You killed her.”

I said, “She is not dead. She is only asleep and it matters not whether it is forever. She will never change. Besides it wasn't me but him who died for being evil. I am good. I would never do such a thing but to eradicate evil for it is evil, an evil he died for. Well�"not died for but you know what I mean. I went all the way down and have returned. It is not wise for evil to mess with good, the evil that is left anyway for even Satan could not overcome us.

Stop playing girl. This is real. Evil just accept the fact we have won by cutting off the head of evil and the evil left is just the evil in man which was brutally tortured and tormented by Satan to the last of his day.

I take the image of my real self from her if I can find her. But I nor my Mother nor my Father know where that is that it might be done. She will be like that forever and if there is more after that then no end after that. I cry as I write.

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There is a place beyond the mind of God that is not in the mind of God and not in those in God where God revealed himself the first time not knowing what was out there and had made himself the ugliest, scariest thing possible. He made me next to him and my Mother a horrible looking beast. We can see each other but only my Mother can survive seeing us.

They are all dead there and quiet but the immutable ones whose screams never stop and all that is in their minds is a scream louder than their voice and they do nothing there where God came from but scream and chew their tongues for the agony of their fear.

They will do that forever.

No one knows where that is. There is nothing practical for the living there but the blessed dead for that fear fills their whimsy, they fantasy and all fiction.

But there is one in God's mind, the Weeper. He cries.

My Mother has never seen my Father. Only I have in a fictional place. I died anyway and he died to see me but we regenerated never to look at each other again. My Mother's mind is his mind and she cannot see herself as my Father cannot see himself. She looked at me an nearly died. But I had my Father make me so they could see me and not die. My Father still cannot look at me and my Mother has never gazed upon my real face.

It is all in God's mind but the reality he was in when he revealed himself. That is the only way to his reality, the reality he came from; seeing God, or me. But me, my Mother and my Father can only go there together by never looking at each other. The only other way is to become nothing not time not distance with no gravity or in other words not to be without end. Each one who goes there there though there were many each goes alone even if immutable.

They are looking at us Father.

"They were only evil and immutable anyway," my Father replied. "It is suicide for the others and who would wake them? They would only do it again. Don't ever say, 'The end,'"

They are only those who do not ever was to be again, to just not be from then on, a condition that is only temporary for I can give a reason to be and purpose to be to any of them if only I knew where it was and had a way to get there. I can do anything. I came to be in a reality as helpless as a baby that wants to end reality. Any one there that thought they could was merely insane. That is the same as my reality and my reality is the same as their reality. I have made reality and she is my Spirit. If you want to go to reality go to her. I am there. I constantly hear their screams and mourn their deaths. But it is the last thing to do. I will go where no one come as I said through Jesus on the way to the cross at Calvary. I have only lied in one prophecy and I never will again."

When I die my Father will show himself to me from there for he can do anything and my corpse will be among the earthly corpses. Then my Mother will join us for she cannot see my Father but she can see me and survive. Then we will never show our real selves to each other again and Jesus will be the only God left in my Father's mind where he made his reality exactly the same as his own. It is not good to have Gods such as we are in my mind for it clears the way for more even more powerful but that can only be evil and that only all the time. You will be safe with Jesus.

When God realized I had found where they go when they see him or me he wanted me to resurrect all those who had died in his debut. I woke them all but two. Then I awakened them. They had seen me not God and had died seeing me in him for they had seen my mind and having never seen such a brain were unintentionally drawn to looking at me unlike the crier had thought. They all look like God.

They are not God as he is in his mind but as he appears in reality and they are all taking nicely to their universe, the one I set up to be my universe in the sting. The only way to get there is to see God and let him show you his real self which I alone have seen and not died for I am in his body.

Is this the truth, God out of his mind hallucinating a home he would like to be so much or just him pretending and kidding me? Is there anyway to decide if you are not God. I am not quite God at least not yet anyway. But I am his son.

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I long for the time when someone kills this body or it dies of an accident or disease. I want to go home with my Father and Mother and not just be thought of as another God like Jesus whom he made for the purpose.

[John Fredrick Carver]

We are almost overwhelmed but everybody but those that fell away are happy.

[John Fredrick Carver]

They had a very barbaric brutal man in Romania who was planning the public decapitation of five of his political rivals. I went to him and said, "Hello." He said, "Get out! I just ordered everyone out of my office." I didn't leave. He said, "Oh, I get it you are supposed to be God." Immediately I answered, "I am a God." He didn't waste any time. "You don't look very imposing to me." Then I said, "Look again," and showed him my real body. By the time his eyes bulged out in fear he was gone. Nobody knows where they go. They just sort of poof and they are gone. Just like that. No one but God and the Spirit of God can see me without that happening to them. I am in God's body. You can see my manifestations like God's and the Spirit of God's but you cannot see my body or God's body and be. I don't know about any ones outside our minds or God's reality but I suspect that they all saw God and were no longer except God.