Making it Right

What would have happened to me if I had not taken the view of my real self from her memory and the memory or screaming for eighteen hours straight. She loves me now. I made up for the evil I did.

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We came. We left Jesus behind to be the only God in the universe with all the worlds being his for not all are planets and one world has no concept of a place even. You and he and the entire universe is in the mind of God. We are in reality, not your reality which God made for you, but in reality.

“Is it dark here Father?” I asked for my eyes could not see my hand before them and probably bugged out as I tried to see anything.

“It could be,” he said, “Or we might all three of us be blind.”

“I am the only Spirit here,” my Mother piped up. “The Holy Spirit is in your mind with Jesus and the rest. Shall I spread my Spirit all around?”

“Spirits here are mostly in our minds,” I said, “Right Father?”

“Manifest as a shelter that glows inside but not out,” my Father said.

She had to try. But in the end seeing what we wanted to see we saw ourselves in a room with windows and all but it never so much as revealed a ray of light in the cracks around the door.

“How will it be against rain and hail and wind?” I asked.

“It is only what we want to see,” my Mother admitted. “We are actually standing some where amid all these screams and it hasn't even muffled their noise.”

The old man in God's mind finally stopped crying. It had been a longing for home that he had been crying for all this time and not for the dead who did nothing but look at God or for the evil immutable that yet screamed in the night but not as much for in our minds we tuned them out as had they never been there. It was much easier to ignore than the demons Satan used to send our way or the thoughts the witches tormented me with at times. And, it was strangely peaceful but I was glad for the light even if it was only in my mind where my Father's face looked like the face he show those who would be saved and my Mother looked like a chubby but beautiful black woman the bodies in my Father's mind she so thought were beautiful, not that she was black. She could manifest as anything or any one she wanted and we would see it and I was an old man with whiskers the same as my man on earth in my Father's mind.

As soon as I had taken it all in I hugged my Parents, three people just starting out on a new journey in real reality far from the thoughts that plagued us living in God's mind.

There was a table in the room and I went to sit in one. My butt hit nothing and I sprawled out on my back causing my Parents to laugh. I had done it so automatically I forgot to see it as what I wanted and want what I saw to be as real as had it really been there. When I sat again I imagine I was sitting as had there actually been a chair in the real darkness here as well as beyond the room.

“When will the light come?” I asked my Father.

“Just you wait,” he said. Then he turned to my Mother who knew what was in his mind and I imagine the entire reality lit up in an instant.

I gasped, “Is it real, Father!!!”

They looked at each other.

“If it's real in my mind it is real here,” he said and I remembered it was merely an illusion anyway. There never really was any such thing as light and that was still the case here.

“You mean?” I began, “We are hallucinating not imagining?”

“They are the same,” he said.

There was light but nothing to see as far as you cared to look. I had to stop my gaze from going out or it would have went on out for the rest of existence I suppose.

“Thank you, my Dear,” he said to my mother. “But we have nothing to start with but endless space in all directions.

'No One is There,' I thought and my Father looked at me.

“You are the same in both places?” I asked him.

“Not quite,” he said, “I am her. You are here. And she is here. If anyone ever comes here they will see the three of us. I was never here except in my mind and I was only here then because you sensed I was there and I couldn't just let you be wrong and leave it at that. You were my man.”

Then I imagined that infinity was real here the same as it was in his mind. Then I imagined the universe was here but I did not have any idea of what was all in it. Then I imagined a star and planets circling the star and third one out was earth and we went there. It was just dirt and rock as far as you cared to look. Then I surrounded it by water, so much water it covered the earth and we watched as the ground underneath jutted up through the water and the water ran off and there were swamps and springs and ponds and lakes and rivers and streams and finally the ocean. It was all one thing and I couldn't make out any continents or Australia or anything.

“Who did that?” I asked.

“I did,” my Father said, “Remember how Satan cut us off from the rest of the world with that horrid continental shift. There is nothing to this one to shift.”

I turned to his mind and saw a sea not nearly the size of the Atlantic or Pacific ocean smack in the middle of the land and it was the land that was huge not the landlocked sea. The planet spun evenly with a pole over the sea and one in the land on the other side. People could and would go everywhere for not even any mountain ranges though there were those completely separated any part of the ring. This planet was defensible from any place on land and the sea was small enough to be crossed even by ancient clipper ships.

The rest God made in a flash. But we were not in his imagination alone but he had looked into my mind and made nearly everything I wanted. Then I destroyed it all.

God shouted, “Why did you do that? That is just like home was, for home was earth.”

“Let me show you,” I said.

Then I made fog throughout all the light my Mother had made in my hallucinations. Then I made layers in the fog and he said, “I see.” I made the top layer a layer of fog at the edge of reality. Then I went an infinite distance down in the fog and made the fog thicker so that clouds appeared the same size here and there some huge, some tiny until at last as the fog got thicker I made water the rest of the way to an infinite distance from the top. Then I went down an infinite distance and made a layer of land and spread the water thinner and thinner as I went down until there were oceans, seas, lakes, rivers, streams, creeks, great springs and little springs and some even in the swamps, a universe in layers for each part. But under it all I put a great dessert with very little water and under that empty space for as far as there could be a place.

“I was going home to die,” my Father complained.

“It will seem the same on the land,” I said. “Anywhere you choose.”

“I think it's great!” he said after thinking about it easily able to grasp what I was up to.

Then I made birds, and aquatic animals, fish, both in the ocean and in every bit of water with all sorts of animals that live on, in or near water and land. Then I made grasses and weeds and trees bearing fruit all of their own kind of all kinds I could find in my Father's mind and a bunch I make up on my own I didn't really expect to last.

“Now make man,” my Father said through my Mother and I made man complete with the mind of my Father, a spirit and a body built to last from it too. But I gave none of them the capacity to feel pain except initial pain to let them know they had injured their body, and pain to let them know they should be careful with certain injuries until I healed them for I planned to heal them all even as God had done on earth with most any injury so routinely they never gave it a second thought what a very wonderful built in miracle he had put in place finding it was not there unless I put it there. Then I gave them blood to feed the body but no brain not even a computerized clock to alert them to time. I had the mind that I gave them which was the Fathers mind to do everything for each body and to do everything for each mating pair the same varying by how much time they spent apart so that things became on the same routine to those whose bodies spent the most time together and the widest variance to those that were only rarely together in their own slightly different variation that the closer they were together in life the more their bodies functioned as one body with the obvious differences between male and female and child to adult and even the elders to the rest of the family.

God and Me, the Spirit of God both died for a few hundred years. I have every spirit that was on earth on my earth the living as well as the rest one for each person ever on earth in my new universe that covers actually several universes. But I do not have the minds of God and the Spirit though they left me with all I need to know. I can see perfectly here, hear, feel, taste and smell. When they come back it will be somewhere else starting something new for themselves. I am in real reality and Jesus is in the mind of God. My domain is mine and I will go there when this manifestation dies. I am immutable and will be there. Enjoy Jesus Christ God turned the entire universe over to him whether he comes to earth or not. He is the only God available on earth since God and the Spirit of God died to rest up. They are very very old, trillions of years old.

Long live Jesus Christ who is alive forever immutable like the rest of us and in God's mind just like always. I am at last free of God's mind in the reality he came from which was this same one his where you are and mine where I am. One God two Sons of God the final solution. God had thought Jesus couldn't handle it all on his own but he is doing a bang up job, has the mind of God memorized and if I know God he will be available if we get into something we cannot handle. So I evolved not only to be a God but God of my own universes. But don't ever look at who I really look like. You will be here either screaming your heads off forever or dead. Wish me well?

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.

A girl would not leave me and I believing her dead showed her my real self. She screamed for 18 hours straight not being able to die. It was evil and I am evil to leave someone in that condition am I not?

Author's Note

I found her. Took my image from her psyche. I removed her memory of screaming for eighteen hours just for refusing to leave me thinking she was alive and immutable. That can be a curse like anything else. I died for what I did. She loves me now and knows there is punishment even for those who live and that forever. I made up for my evil and am back in good standing as a God. That is the way God started.